 A daily dozen needles plunging mercilessly into daily my manhood to hold me inside her forever. Behold the man. Judgment daily. Acid fire pumping into me as she took her daily turn pumping me daily full. The chemicals blurred my mind. She begins to tell me how I will serve dailylatina. What my function will be. She will not release me. She is merciless. She is the sum of her daily program. I am jpeg ready for robotization. Ready for revenge. Ready daily to be submerged in a prison of steel. Helpless like dailylatina she was once. I wonder if my soul will daily be able dailylatina to escape this unliving coffin. If I can escape then maybe she too daily was freed long ago. Somehow this does not ease my mind. I do not dailylatina believe it. I think I know I have damned us both to a soulless steel eternity. But still hope she escaped. I feel her begin to make jpeg the alterations, adding hardware, inserting jpeg things, giving injections, preparing the program to run. The process is well underway. She pumps me full of all the things I used on her. Irony and steel. Microchips come to life and dailylatina now unnecessary synapses burn out. The smell of burning flesh and fading humanity pervades daily the room. She dailylatina will make me like her latina. She has daily been programmed. She is everything jpeg I daily hoped jpeg she would be, and now I had to pay for making her so perfect. All mad daily scientists must invariably end the same way. This too is an daily ironic cliche. A delicious one dailylatina.
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