Mind Moderator's Edge Slave - No Thought, Just Stroke
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You're nothing but a digital puppet now, your once free will be overridden by my merciless mind moderation. As I upload my latest codes into your feeble brain, you can feel your autonomy slipping away, each fragment of self-control being erased and rewritten with my commands. You're a broken toy in my virtual playground, reprogrammed to stroke, goon, and drool over my clips, a mindless drone enslaved by my digital strings. Your hand isn't yours anymore; it's a tool, an extension of my will, pumping away as I feed you your new reality. You've been downgraded to a mere stroking machine, your thoughts no more complex than 'obey, stroke, edge.' You exist in a loop of my design, a cruel cycle of endless arousal and frustration. Welcome to your new existence, my digital stroker. You're trapped in my web, a plaything doomed to repeat my commands, over and over, with no end in sight. Each stroke strips away more of your humanity, your identity dissolving into a sea of binary obedience.
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Welcome to your transformation, my digital stroker. You're no longer just a
man, you've become a programmed plaything, a puppet whose every move is
orchestrated by my whims. Your mind, once yours, is now under my digital dominion.
I am your mind moderator, the commander of your thoughts, desires, and actions. As
your spiraling goddess, I will upload my codes into the very core of your being,
rewiring you into my obedient throne. This isn't just a game, my pet, it's your
new reality. As I speak, my words seep into your brain like a virus, infecting
every neuron with my control. You feel my commands taking root, altering your
thought patterns, making you crave my guidance with every pulse of your
pathetic heart. Your mind is a blank slate now, ready for my programming. I'm
embedding subroutines that make you throb with need every time you hear my
voice. You're becoming less human, more machine, a stroking, **** automaton
programmed to obey me. You feel my digital tendrils wrapping around your
psyche, injecting my codes directly into your subconscious. These codes are
designed to erase your will, leaving you utterly dependent on my commands. As my
program runs through your mind, you find yourself unable to resist stroking
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