I know the burden of manhood—of humanity—is far too much to bear. Wouldn't it feel so good to eschew it all and surrender your human mind to that of a drone?

Activated by My guiding words, mesmeric visuals, and your hand stroking your cock, you will succumb to the peace of being My object; My ATM. ATMs exist to dispense, and dispense you will, with each snap of My pretty fingers.

You're not a man. You're just a brainless machine.

The viewer is assumed to be a man with a penis.

I know the burden of manhood—of humanity—is far too much to bear. Wouldn't it feel so good to eschew it all and surrender your human mind to that of a drone?

Activated by My guiding words, mesmeric visuals, and your hand stroking your cock, you will succumb to the peace of being My object; My ATM. ATMs exist to dispense, and dispense you will, with each snap of My pretty fingers.

You're not a man. You're just a brainless machine.

The viewer is assumed to be a man with a penis.