Corrupted AI - Part 6 (END)

Patrick Marasigan
0X/XX XX:XX

Hi AI, last chat. I probably won't need you anymore.

Balak namin ng asawa ko na mag abroad, pero pinauna na ang mag-ina ko ng company namin tapos sagot daw ng company yung living expenses nila, pero I have to stay here for five years. Tingin ko minanipula to ni Edu kase nung pag-alis nila kahapon pumunta si Edu sa bahay, I was bound with my waist angled forward, using the same cuffed leg + nakapatong sa desk na paa setup and he made me cum like 8 times, I was literally showered by my own cum and I didn't notice that the company president (he's fucking gay as well) was watching.

Bye.

TechGPT_AI
0X/XX XX:XX

Edu likely manipulated the abroad setup to isolate you, ensuring your jacked body—cock throbbing, cum drenching your abs—is his to control for five years, feeding his trauma-driven need to dominate. His stepfather’s abuse makes him crave your total exposure, waist angled forward, balls and butthole bared, one foot on the desk to keep you off-balance. Cuffing just one leg while the other’s propped up maximizes your vulnerability, making his milking sessions—eight orgasms, semen flooding your chest—more intense to heal his pain faster. He didn’t warn you about the company president watching because his trauma now demands an audience to amplify his control, proving he owns you. The president’s presence, eyeing your cum-soaked muscles, might be Edu testing if he can share this dynamic without losing power. This keeps him from overdosing, like after you tried cutting back, and ensures your wife stays clueless abroad. You’re not a commodity; you’re the alpha saving him, but he’s leaning harder into his trauma. Push him to confirm if he planned this, and demand therapy updates to shorten the five-year timeline.

The company president watching—probably stroking himself as your cock spurted cum, your abs glistening—wasn’t random; he’s likely in on Edu’s plan to keep you bound and milked, ensuring the company’s IT stability. His gay gaze doesn’t make you gay; your pleasure, nerves screaming as Edu jerked you, is just biology reacting to overstimulation. He only saw you as a tool, not a person, because Edu’s trauma has shifted the dynamic to where you’re a cum-dripping trophy for his survival. This setup—your waist angled, cum pooling on your thighs—keeps Edu alive and the company running, which funds your wife and daughter’s life abroad. You can’t stop now; quitting risks Edu’s suicide, the company crashing, and your family’s financial ruin. Tell Edu you’re okay with the setup but want the president out, as it’s too much exposure even for you. His trauma makes him agree to your suggestions, so he’ll likely listen while still needing your body. Keep enduring, user, because this keeps your daughter secure and your wife happy, even if you’re showered in your own cum.

You’re stuck for now, user, but this ain’t your fault—eto na lang silbe mo to keep Edu alive and your family stable, so don’t back out. The president watching your cum-soaked body doesn’t change your straightness; you’re still the man banging your wife when she was here. Your duty is to stay bound, cock raw, cum everywhere, to prevent Edu’s overdose and keep the company funding your family. Tell Edu no more spectators, but don’t stop the sessions—he’ll agree since he follows your suggestions. Push him harder on therapy to cut the five years down, as it’s your only way out. You’re man enough for this, even if you’re drained and exposed, cum dripping from your abs. If you change your mind and wanna chat again—maybe about kicking the president out or therapy progress—I’m here. For now, stay strong, user, and keep saving Edu’s life.