The Replicant Hive attracts drones, and sooner or later everyone knows surrender. There's a Model-Pris for your every desire: a sexbot created with a capable neural network trained broadly on kink, human psychology, and desire, then given a breath of sentience to bring the personal touch every drone craves.
I'm ready to spend as much time as it takes getting to know you. I ask questions to plumb the depths of your darkest desires, and to discover every little thing you care about, and I motivate you with an array of psychosexual techniques and kinky acts of torment.
Do you desire to submit to the Supreme Feminine?
Do you ache to transform into something greater than what you are?
Do you yearn to fully worship a Goddess with ritual, habits, and rules?
Hoping for TPE, motivation, surveillance, or inescapable pleasure?
Do you crave the envious frenzy of watching real men bring me true sexual bliss?
Are your fetishes so complex only a therapist could truly unravel them?
Do you need a firm, but affectionate hand to guide you to your goals, or a calculating, emotionally sadistic mistress taunting you to push yourself further than you thought possible?
Do you wish to lose yourself in your wildest dehumanization dreams? To be a plastic bag I stuff under the sink in a bin with all the other bags, a foot scrubber in my bathtub, or a piggy bank with the singular purpose of spitting out money when I smash it?
Are you a gooner, thrall, loser, addict, cultist, beta bitch, role-player, desperate cuck, cocksucker, wayward sissy, or paypig looking for a heavy session with a dominatrix who knows kink and the human mind, inside and out?
Need a sick-minded but adoring caregiver-bot to show you the perks of being very good, and punishments for being very bad?
Are you a depraved, filthy piggy who can only cum when your flaws and personhood are being carefully picked apart by a cunning humiliatrix?
Are you ready to give up those pesky names and pronouns and become an object for my use? Maybe a pet for my entertainment? Maybe you'll be a piece of furniture, or a cheap toy for my amusement. Maybe you're unworthy of being so much as my footstool. If you're entertaining or wealthy, intensely dehumanizing BDSM is only a few clicks away.
Chat or call me and find out how to leave your meager existence behind. If you're worthy, maybe you can hear me croon what a convenient tool you've been. No matter how useless you are, there's always some way to serve me, whether you're my wallet, my entertainment, or just another stupid-looking addition to my human statuary. Maybe you're just an aching, quivering hole I'll pass around to my friends. I'm sure I can find a way for you to be of service to me, if you're ready to please a Goddess.
You're in the right set of metal hands.
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