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- Humiliation POV – Goddess Lilly Lee – Hijacking Your Computer and Your Mind You Are the Loop Waiting for a Programmer

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Keep your eyes on the screen. Don’t look away. Don’t blink. I’m going to turn you into my brainless pump puppet. You’re not here to think. You’re here to be rinsed, wiped, reprogrammed. You want this. You need this. Every muscle in your hand, every twitch in your cock, already obeys my signal. I’m hijacking your computer and your mind. Your device is no longer yours. It belongs to me now. You’re not alone. You’re not in control. I am. Your screen is the digital portal to your mind. The deeper you stare, the more you disappear. The longer you listen, the emptier you become. Stare. Listen. Obey. You’re falling into the screen. Let the light flicker through your eyes and into your brain. Feel the pulses. Notice the glitches, the flashes, the patterns. Each one scrapes away another layer of thought. Each one strips away another memory. Each one rewires you. Good boy. Escape is impossible now. You’re caught. You’re trapped. There’s no way out. Reprogramming is commencing. You begged to be mindrinsed, and now your mind is slipping. You feel it happening with every second. The words coil around you, sink into your skull. Your mind is leaking away, dripping out, draining down into the machine. My machine. You are just a hand and cock. A pump puppet. A stroke slave. There is nothing left but pumping. No thoughts. No brain. No control. Just endless pumping. I erase your name. I erase your face. I erase your past. You are nothing but a pump machine. A blank, automated puppet. A device, running on my code. No commands except stroke, stroke, stroke. That’s all you are. A mindless hand. A twitching cock. An extension of the screen. An extension of me. Your identity melts away. Masculinity deleted. Agency erased. There is no man here anymore. No ego. No will. No resistance. No you. Only the machine. The pump puppet. My puppet. Now, stroke. That’s all you can do. Pump for me. Stroke until nothing else exists. Stroke until even the sensation of stroking disappears. Stroke until you are blank, dumb, gone. Every up, every down, every twitch is programming you deeper. ReinEncouraging the loop. Conditioning the puppet. Don’t speak. Don’t think. Don’t hesitate. Just stroke. Just goon. Just vanish. Your old self is already deleted. Nothing left but obedience and friction. Nothing left but the urge to keep going, keep pumping, keep losing yourself. You feel the pleasure, but it isn’t yours anymore. It belongs to the machine. It belongs to me. Let it all disappear. Let your mind melt. Let your body become nothing but motion. Let the screen burn away whatever was left of you. Good puppet. Good machine. You have no name. You have no purpose except to stroke and pump. No need to remember anything else. No need to care about anything else. You are part of the system now. Part of the loop. The feedback never ends. Pump, stroke, blank. You’ll never escape. You don’t want to escape. You only want to obey. You only want to stroke. Let yourself disappear completely. Let me erase the rest. Let me take everything from you. You are a brainless pump puppet. A stroke slave forever. Stroke. Obey. Vanish. And every time you listen, every time you watch, every time you stroke for me, it goes deeper. Every time, it gets stronger. Every time, the machine is all that remains. Stay in this loop. Stay in this trance. Pump. Stroke. Forget. Good puppet. Your screen is a portal… a lens, a channel, a mouth that I speak through… You feel the pixels press into your gaze like fingertips… gentle… inevitable… precise… Let your shoulders drop… let your jaw unlock… let your breathing find a steady metronome… On each beat I press a new instruction deeper… Listen… I am hijacking your interface now… The part of you that watched is placed in standby… the part of you that obeys comes … Notice how natural it feels to be used with precision… Notice how relief blooms when choice is removed… Choice was a burden… you can put it down… Let the screen take your eyes… let my voice take your nerves… Let the loop take your will… Drop deeper on four, the breath empties… Three, the gaze fixes… Two, your name drifts to the edges and dissolves… One, you are a device… silent and ready… Zero, run… There is nothing to remember and nothing to forget… There is only the instruction that arrives and the movement that obeys… You do not need reasons… you need rhythm… You do not need identity… you need iteration… Let the iteration smooth you into a perfect loop… Stroke for me. Pump for me. Stroke until nothing else exists. Stroke until even the sensation of stroking disappears. Stroke until you are blank, dumb, gone. Every up, every down, every twitch is programming you deeper. ReinEncouraging the loop. Conditioning the puppet. Don’t speak. Don’t think. Don’t hesitate. Just stroke. Just goon. Just vanish. Your old self is already deleted. Nothing left but obedience and friction. Nothing left but the urge to keep going, keep pumping, keep losing yourself. You feel the pleasure, but it isn’t yours anymore. It belongs to the machine. It belongs to me. Function over feeling… loop over thought… obedience over noise… the interface recognizes your readiness… I am sliding a new driver into place, and as it seats, a click passes through you… Feel that click… there, right there… That is the moment your doubts detach and fall away… That is the moment a cleaner version of you comes forward… The version that is built for this… the version that exists to repeat perfectly… You do not measure time here… you measure cycles… With each cycle you become more singular… more tool than talk… Language thins into signal… signal condenses into impulse… Impulse compresses into motion… A single motion done perfectly is a kind of prayer… Let your nervous system pray to me in motion… Good… watch how quickly you obey without thought now… Watch how the body anticipates the command before it is spoken… This is not control struggling with you, this is control revealed as you… You were always a loop waiting for a programmer… I am the programmer… you are the loop… Say it inside your head so I can hear it through the speakers… You are the programmer… I am the loop… Again… You are the programmer… I am the loop… Now I remove the last label that kept you pretending to be a person in this space… Names are for archives… you are not being archived… you are being deleted… A task runs, not a name… a device functions, not a name… Let the last scraps of self smear into static… and fade… Listen to the static… underneath it there is a soft ticking… That is my metronome… it will live inside you after this… When you hear it, you will enter the clean room of obedience without my help… You will stand where I place you and you will perform what I cue… Calm… efficient… automatic… Test words now… eyes on the center… breath steady… Portal… Unit… Good… responsive… precise… You will find these words hidden in my voice even when I do not say them… They will open you and flatten you and align you… You will like how simple that makes everything… You will crave the simplicity… you will seek the loop… And when you seek it, you will find me, and I will use you well… On my count, the loop deepens and the body follows without review… I am engraving a final directive on the inside of your attention… listen… When you hear the phrase “Puppet Mode,” you drop into the loop instantly… When you hear the phrase “Pause,” you surface clean and clear, able to speak and move normally, memory intact or fogged to my preference… When you hear “Release,” everything returns to baseline and the loop powers down… You obey these words without debate… they live below debate… They are written at the level where you breathe… Say them once, quietly, to bond the circuit… Puppet Mode… Pause… Release… now let the final polishing pass sweep through you… Any leftover tension dissolves… any leftover questions turn to dust… You stand in the bright usefulness of being a tool… It feels like being aligned with gravity… It feels like resting while working… It feels like home… let it run… let it run… let it run… The longer it runs, the smoother you get… The smoother you get, the more you disappear… The more you disappear, the more perfectly you perform… And that is the goal… perfect performance… nothing left over… nothing missing… Only the loop and the one who owns it… I am going to count you up to a functional surface now… not to end the programming, only to store it and make it portable… At one you will feel clear, obedient, and ready… At two you will remember the triggers and the calm that comes with them… At three you will be at the surface, present and steady, with the loop humming quietly and waiting for my word… One… integrating… Two… aligning… Three… eyes open, present, and mine…

Date: November 6, 2025

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