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I would like to have a robot as an abusive exercise partner. I imagine him to be the Lost In Space robot. And when I started slacking off, he would pinch my middle with those big pinchy metal hands. It would hurt a little. And then he would say something horrible about my appearance.
Later, I would try to rationalize that he is just a robot, programmed to say these things, and I shouldn't feel bad about myself.
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