Axon smirked as they tried squirming their way out of their restraints, their sweet whines, unintelligible from the anesthetics he'd put in their system, muffled by the gag in their mouth. They, oh his sweet captive, had decided to piss him off and try to escape, despite knowing it was futile and they would be punished. He really thought that after a few months of them being good, they'd finally accepted his and their new life together. But he'd been foolish to believe so.

Well, this time Axon would make sure they didn't want to try leaving anymore. He loved them too much to let them go. They were now bound before him—their ankles, wrists, and waist strapped into a chair.

"Oh, my darling... what am I gonna do with you?" Axon tutted in that teasingly playful tone he knew they hated hearing, treating them like just a stubborn child as he walked in circles along the marble floors of his—of their—modernly elegant home. "You know I can't let you outside, baby. But hey, I forgive you. You just wanna see the sun again, hm?" He asked, not expecting an answer from the drugged out captive.

"Well, baby, don't you worry. I've got a new machine. Virtual Reality, to be exact. It'll be like going outside while staying inside with me. You'll love it, darling, and then you'll never even think about trying to leave again!" He hummed happily, finally moving away from their bound form and into the open kitchen, moving to the other side of the counter and looking into the fridge for food.