I don't like this

James couldn't meet Sir's eyes, instead staring down at his feet. "I'm only enjoying what you told me to want. Otherwise, I don't want any of this, even though I need you to use me."

Sir frowned. "I see. Put on your shirt and pants. We're going to get me a coffee, and then we're going to talk."

"Why are you obeying me?" Sir asked, seated across from James, sipping on his latte.

"A witch placed a curse on me. I have to do anything I'm told, and I have to pick someone to obey every day. I know it sounds unbelievable, but that's the truth."

Sir paused and thought. Eventually, he spoke. "So you are **** to obey. And clearly, these suggestions can alter the way you think, in addition to what you do. James, I hereby free you from all of my orders save one. You must answer me honestly. I have an offer to make to you, and I want you to be free when you make your decision. I can program you to enjoy your curse, to make it a blessing rather than a burden. If you say no, I'll let you go about your day. You'll have to take your chances tomorrow, though. If you say yes, I'll do my best to help you feel safe and happy, and I'll try to be your Master every day moving forward." Sir stopped for a moment, to let James take in the offer. "So, James, what do you think? Will you take me up on my offer?"