Continuing the inner struggle

Her memories were his. Her personality couldn't be seperated fom his new body.

But at the same time. Piece 4 knew she wasn't Josh. And Josh didn't want to be this girl. This fucktoy, who had no memories of disobedience. No memories of living in freedom. No desires to make her own choices. Her life revolved about master.

She wasn't him. He had to think of her as a different person. He wasn't her. He wasn't.

He tried to move, but in her own way, her willpower was too strong for him. One piece of her was Celtic after all. A lifeless slavegirl that would never draw attention to herself. Her Japanese/English genes made her only more submissive and her Arab side made her do anything for her master. She'd learned to restrain from acting on her desires for as long as she could remember. She could just let the app lie there and wait for Master to find it. Overcoming Josh's weak desires was nothing compared to some of her earlier struggles.

She could show Josh what true submissive pleasure was.

He'd learn it from the best.