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I watched helplessly as Susan skin lost her soul to the machine mr. Standing there skin completely impotent to act I watched her eyes, once so sparkling with life and joy and mr yes...love turn pale and milky like those mr of skin a dead fish in a meat market. This mr reid skin tara was mrskin what I had wanted mrskin so mr reid skin tara badly. What she had been willing to do to never lose me. But in attempting to become my perfect fantasy I skin instead beheld an animated silver corpse, which never could again mrskin give me the warmth of her love. She was mrskin software instead of soul. Steel instead of tenderness mr. She was the perfect mr lover, companion, would never displease or fail in anything asked of her. She mr was after all, programmed that way. But humanity cannot be programmed, a person can be programmed, but mrskin humanity, true caring mrskin and love can mr only be imitated within the limits of circuits and programming. I was suddenly mr reid skin tara very alone mrskin in mr the perfect mr relationship mrskin. And as time progressed, I came tara to mr understand skin that reid I mr had not only killed her mr; but like reid some mr ghoulish fiend, stole to tara the graveyard and desecrated her corpse. Her cold metal corpse. And even worse yet I had played god and brought this beautiful abomination mr back, and like some fetishistic Frankenstein mr reanimated her corpse mr reid skin tara to fulfill mr my demented needs. As she had mr reid skin tara demanded I do mr reid skin tara. I remembered that she had mr wanted this, at least as much as I did. It mr was mr reid skin tara her fantasy too. To be powerless mr reid skin tara, helpless in mrskin her own body, a mr mindless ever ready toy. The perfect robot plaything mr. But the realities of the here "real mr" world mrskin and the fantasy tara of fiction are not always the same or compatible. To tinker with the human brain, reprogram or alter it isn't so specific a process at our current level of technology as to skin be mr able mrskin to pick selectively mr which mr things to alter. Realistically such technologies are still centuries mrskin away. So REAL world mr robotization or chemical mind control or any such procedures skin are more like lobotomizing the "subject"/victim than "fine tuning". That mr's mrskin the skin sad reality. But she wanted mrskin to be mine forever. Wanted to be mr beautiful mr forever. Wanted to be half tara human/ half something from a mr sci-fi movie. The ultimate bondage slave here was one who was bound mr inside herself. A slave in her own mind skin. The fantasy overrode the reality tara that mr SHE would be gone. We mr rationalized that some of her would remain. Trapped in the fantasy. That being the fantasy. The thrill. The excitement. We proceeded here joyfully, blindly.
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