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one thing about me is I hate making decisions. I love being manhandled, I love being given orders. I love letting myself succumb to someone telling me "this is what we're gonna do" and just letting myself be a pliant body somebody uses for themselves. I love getting my body moved exactly where somebody wants me before I can even think to ask, I love getting grabbed and yanked towards whatever someone wants me closer to. don't get me wrong, it's absolutely also hot to be left wondering and get punished for getting things wrong, but for me, I find so much of my fun in getting completely used for everything I'm worth. when I'm on my knees putting my girls strap on for her and she grabs the back of my head to force me down onto it the moment I'm done... when she's decided I'm done and tells me to get up on the bed and spread for her... it gets me so hot knowing all I'm ever expected to do is listen and do what I'm told <3

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using the traffic light system during a kink scene but shaking my head the entire time so the audience knows i dont support car-dependant infrastructure and its influence on the common vocabulary

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In the mood to get sooooo high with a friend and we watch a horny movie and they tease me for getting worked up but slip their hand into my underwear to touch so lightly that I just get more worked up without any relief but I'm too high to do anything about it and I'm already sleepy so I'm just stuck like that, unsatisfied while they play with me just so see me twitch and whimper. I must've drifted off, cause I can't tell how much time has passed when something shifts and without warning, something's shoved into me. It's bigger that what I can usually take and the stretch hurts, and the pace is brutal as I'm fucked with, what, a cock? A dildo? It could be a baseball bat for all I know, and I'm too stoned to care. I'm not even trying to stay awake anymore, drifting in and out, no thought and all sensation, but I fall asleep before I come, or maybe I already did and forgot. Who give a shit. I don't remember falling asleep, but when I wake, they're asleep on top of me and I'm still stuffed full. Or whatever. Idk.

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Done blogging, nothing I can write is gonna match up to Murderbot spinal surgery scene

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I think I haven't been nearly horny enough about cybernetics

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im joining the war on gross disgusting pornographic content on the side of gross disgusting pornographic content

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"maybe it's in my backstory" OH YOU BASTARD

high and rewatching Westworld I have never been so locked in and so horny in my life

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Not high anymore so I don't wanna fuck him, but I must say I'm captivated by his cowboy chivalry and leather bondage jacket and I'd like to chew on him a little. You know who I'm talking about.

high and rewatching Westworld I have never been so locked in and so horny in my life

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Wgat if I was a robot and you were. elise westworld. Amd you kissed me while I eas in sleep mode but secretly. payingattention.

high and rewatching Westworld I have never been so locked in and so horny in my life

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PLEASE.

high and rewatching Westworld I have never been so locked in and so horny in my life

[robotsexguy9000]

high and rewatching Westworld I have never been so locked in and so horny in my life

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Being a service top is all fun and games until your partner gets you all worked up and then tells you to go make her a sandwich

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yeah, of course I trust you to do maintenance on me. you need to strap me down to the worktable, so that I'm in a good position for you to open me up and get access? okay, that makes sense. you need to power me down, so you can tell if something goes wrong but so i'm safe to work on? sounds good, it'll be nice to turn my brain off for a little while. of course you need me to strip down, you can't exactly get into my wiring and circuits with my clothes in the way. I trust you. It's just maintenance. surely, you won't take advantage while i'm spread out for you with no way to stop you, surely you won't find out what it's like when my gag reflex protocol can't be triggered, or what it feels like to fuck me as hard as you've been dreaming about without worrying about damaging property. even though i'm there and it would be so easy and it's exactly what im made for, it's my only purpose, and it's not like i'd ever know.

i mean. this is just routine maintenance. right?

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“I don’t– I’m not–”

You take a step back. Then another. And another. Your back hits cold steel.

It stands in front of you, impossibly quiet for its size, and reaches out to hold your neck in place. Polished metal limbs glint under the flickering industrial light overhead. It’s eye– if you could even call it that– is a slit of glowing blue humming softly like a bug trapped in a glass jar. It doesn’t speak. You’re not sure if it can. You try sidestepping, but its arm slides from your skin, barring your path abruptly. You knew this would happen when you came here alone.

Its free hand trails lower, cold fingertips running from your collarbone to your chest. Its digits stop right over a nerve-dense spot below your ribs, close to your waist. Organic nervous systems are so much easier to manipulate, you’re sure it’s thinking as it presses down on the skin there and watches it concave around the touch.

A sudden jolt– a sharp, precise zap, perhaps– hits beneath your skin, right where it’s pressing. It’s not painful, but it's certainly not pleasurable either; it's a third thing, a surge that runs through your nerves, from your torso to your arms and thighs to your fingertips and toes. Your knees wobble. You’re on high alert.

You realize what it’s doing now, it’s testing you. It’s observing your reaction to its actions, better yet, it's liking them. 

Another jolt. Higher this time, just beneath your ribcage, pressing into the bone. You suck in a breath and squirm, but it pins you harder against the wall. The pressure releases from your neck as its hands roam again, probing, searching for the perfect cluster of nerves to exploit. Tell me where it hurts or I’ll find it myself, it’s thinking.

Your lips part, but no words come. Another zap grazes the inside of your thigh. Your whole body jerks. It presses close, pinning you fully, chest humming as its internal systems ramp up. Its fingers graze your jaw and zap. Then they graze your neck and zap. Then down again. A flick of current here. A tease of voltage there. Each one is carefully tuned to drag a different kind of sound from your throat. You can’t stop making them, you can barely even move.

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I know it’s usually done for convenience, but I don’t really like when robot characters just come pre-equipped with genitals and a completely normal sex drive. It raises too many questions for me. Who designed it and why? Who pulled all nighters ripping their hair out trying to debug the horny subroutines? How much did this add to the development cost? And like, I guess ‘factory made sex bot’ provides very sensible explanations for all of this, but that whole trope isn’t very appealing to me personally

I am, however, a big fan of robots who are like “oh the pussy? yeah I built this myself because I thought it’d be a cool engineering challenge. The base is just a fleshlight in my favorite color but I souped it up with a bunch of upgrades and LEDs. Some of the parts are technically illegal in the EU but who’s checking? Cool huh? It’s mostly done, I’m pretty much just experimenting and optimizing now. Making room for it did significantly decrease the structural stability of my pelvis but it’s so worth it”

or “yeah I want to have sex bc I want to experience intimacy of some sort and it sounds fun, but I don’t really wanna start cutting or welding to make that happen, so I just have this xbox controller I plug in and if you mash the buttons right I’ll come. It’s pretty convenient really. Wanna play mario kart”

or “look, I don’t have the time to explain the metaphorical and physical crossed wires and psychological mess of reward pathways that make this work for me, but if you immobilize me and reach all the way in there and gently loosen that wire until it starts sparking I am going to bust a metaphorical and physical nut”

or “horny? eh, I wouldn’t call it that. I just really like watching this one technician squirm and the strap-on is the easiest way to do it and keep them coming back”

get at least a little weird with it is what I’m saying!!!!! they would not be normal

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scientist sitting on his robot lab assistants lap, helping fix him, unscrews the metal plate on the front to reveal all the wires inside. both are leaning so close together and the scientist is trying to focus so hard but oh god why does this situation sort of turn him on? the closeness, the intimacy of exposing the robots wires, the fact that he’s been hopelessly crushing on a robot for so long and he’s just so pent up and— the robot, equipped with health monitors that regularly activate when it senses a change in normal bodily functions begins involuntarily assessing his lab partner, realizes what’s happening to his assistant and oh-so-slightly moves his metal leg to slot it between the crotch of the other man. the scientist gasps and looks down, then up at his partner, eyes wide. then slowly begins rocking his hips back and forth on the robots thigh.