Sonny stayed perfectly still as his master ran his hands over his body. The scars were what he as most embarrassed about, they just seemed to be everywhere and not all where straight and clean. Sonny obeyed any command, even the ones that would harm him. If his old master had told him to cut his arm open then he would. But his new master didn't seem like he was disgusted, only that he was interested. Sonny could only hope that his interest in them was a fleeting thing. Sonny didn't want to have to cut himself again.
The fingers trailed down his body, away from the scars and only then did Sonny become comfortable. He was use to being more or less naked for his last master. His new master would use him for sex, that was something he had already had some to terms with.
"Yes, Master." He nodded. Sonny wanted to believe him and in the end he would. He had no will but his masters. "Thank you."