Tag Archives: sexbot

The only way we can

My wife works in America, my husband in Japan We make love, once or twice a week, the only way we can Each has a sexbot, customised, identical to me And likewise I have bots of them, no difference can … Continue reading

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What real man?

Why get a real man, when I’ve got you? No real man would last the whole night through What real man would put my pleasure first? No real man could sate my endless thirst A real man would strip me … Continue reading

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An end to virginity

In business I’m a demigod I’ve millions to my name My television shows have brought celebrity and fame But underneath my great success I have a secret shame In the world of love and sex no conquests can I claim … Continue reading

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Machinery of Lust

Written the other day in a dark mood. Some people hope that sexbots will eliminate the need for human sex workers. Traffickers dehumanise their slaves, using drugs, threats and violence; what does that say about those who pay to [ab]use … Continue reading

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Someone

The world beyond my door is bright with colours too intense The noises there are far too loud I seldom issue hence When people try to talk to me I struggle just to speak Their actions are aggressive and leave … Continue reading

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The goddess and the sexbot

I have a copper figurine that I bought nineteen years ago in Athens. I paid more for it than I realised at the time, but it’s worth far more to me than I paid. While it does have a certain … Continue reading

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beautiful

helen was a sexbot built and programmed by gods to be given, and taken by men but… she was beautiful

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