Showing posts with label chatgpt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chatgpt. Show all posts

Friday, July 7, 2023

A Moment of Reflection assisted by A.I.

Dear readers, this is a non-BDSM post, but a nice post nonetheless. 

A moment of silence or a moment of reflection? Not the kind you might be thinking. Not cornertime - which works for introspection, vulnerability and reflection too, but I wanted to touch on a more meaningful topic. 

This moment of reflection currently washing over me, has been partially caused by my newly found familiarity with A.I. chat and a book I recently read called Scary Smart - also about the subject of A.I. It was written by an Egyptian fellow who used to hold a high-level position at Google X. 

That book was terrifying yet tender toward the end, with an underpinning of trying to make the world a better place essentially. This made me think of someone who was also trying to make the world a better place, but through storytelling and exploration of cuisine and culture. I admired him as a storyteller. I loved all of his books and his rebellious, pirate-ship, punk-rock attitude toward sticking it to the "establishment". 

Who else could drop a line like this, in a period of time where everyone has a cause and everyone becomes offended by everything: 

Vegetarians, and their Hezbollah-like splinter faction, the vegans...are the enemy of everything good and decent in the human spirit.

Haha! I'm gonna stay Switzerland on that one and not comment on whether I agree or disagree with that quote. 

I asked the A.I. what it thought of him:

He left a lasting impact by fostering understanding, empathy, and appreciation for diverse cultures while advocating for those whose stories often go untold. His legacy continues to inspire individuals to explore, connect, and celebrate the world's culinary and cultural tapestry. 


Bourdain encouraged people to step outside their culinary comfort zones and embrace the diversity and richness of global cuisine.

I am blessed to live in Canada, where I can and regularly put into practice the above statement. 

He believed that sharing a meal with someone from a different background could bridge gaps and foster connections. By showcasing local food scenes and engaging with people from various cultures, he highlighted the commonalities that unite us all. His approach challenged stereotypes, encouraged empathy, and celebrated the uniqueness of different communities.

Very nicely put "Chatty A.I."

Bourdain actively advocated for marginalized communities, including restaurant workers, immigrants, and indigenous people. He shed light on the challenges faced by these groups and championed their stories and contributions. Bourdain recognized the power dynamics within the culinary industry and used his platform to address issues like inequality, exploitation, and cultural appropriation. He was a vocal supporter of fair wages, better working conditions, and respect for culinary traditions.

These sorts of matters seem to be tip-of-tongue in the media these days. Good for Anthony for trying his hardest while he still walked this Earth. 

Bourdain inspired countless individuals to explore the world, try new foods, and embrace different cultures. His work encouraged people to step out of their comfort zones, venture beyond tourist hotspots, and engage with locals. Bourdain's emphasis on the transformative power of travel resonated with many, igniting a sense of curiosity, adventure, and open-mindedness.

I try to live my life by this one! 

Disneyland and a Whopper combo? No thank you. Put me on a damp, cobblestone street in New Orleans, trying a charbroiled oyster a local resident farmed that morning. 

I am a month late in recognizing the anniversary date of his tragic and unexpected passing. Although, I shouldn't use the term unexpected. If you have the pleasure of reading his books he was a tormented soul! The manner in which he died was prophesized in his books, whether he knew it or not. It makes me sad to read the passages above, regarding his life, then get smacked with the reality of how he chose to leave this place. 

"Hey 'chatty'. Can you please write me a poem about Anthony  Bourdain?" 

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In realms of culinary adventure, he soared,
Anthony Bourdain, a spirit uncaged and untamed,
With curious eyes and a hunger to explore,
A maestro of flavors, his legacy proclaimed.

Through bustling streets and hidden food stalls,
He guided us on journeys both far and near,
His words, a symphony that enchanted all,
A maestro of storytelling, sincere and clear.

With wit and wisdom, he peeled back the veil,
Unveiling cultures through shared meals and delight,
In each episode, a vibrant, authentic tale,
A maestro of connection, bridging day and night.

From street-side delicacies to fine dining halls,
He celebrated chefs, their artistry and craft,
His presence, a reminder that humanity enthralls,
A maestro of empathy, leaving hearts daft.

Yet amidst the flavors, shadows lingered deep,
A tormented soul, bearing burdens unseen,
In his absence, tears and questions steep,
A maestro lost, leaving wounds so keen.

But let us remember his zest for life’s feast,
His unyielding passion, his insatiable flame,
May his spirit inspire us to venture east and west,
A maestro’s legacy, forever aflame.

"A legacy forever aflame" 

Fuck! Well done A.I. That was beautiful and touching. 

I can only hope that his soul is at peace. 

Anthony Bourdain
June 25, 1956 - June 8, 2018 



Tuesday, June 20, 2023

Chat Bots and BDSM

Continued from: Rogue Squadron

Whether I have taken a page from sweet Miss Julie's homework or I am just cheating off her homework...I decided to give this ChatBot business a try. To date, I haven't used the assistance of Chat GPT to assist in any of the writing on this blog, but I do see the potential for growth here. 

One of the first I ever came across, long ago, was some app/game called AI Dungeon. The term "dungeon" certainly piqued my interest, until I realized they meant like Dungeons & Dragons, warlocks and fantasy and Medieval periods of history. 

If I prompt this A.I. with a theme of torture, I'm referring to tens unit pads on Sarah Jane's nipples, but the A.I. thinks I mean this: 


I think I once wrote something like: "A ball gag was gently placed in her mouth as her nipples were clamped with clothespins." 

It's response was like: "next she was taken out back and decapitated on the lawn." Shit! Nope...delete delete, WTF. 

Nevertheless I gave it a try and built some narratives. The good part about this one, it has an adult content filter that can be disabled! It allows you to prompt "story", "say" or "do", which is fun. And if it completely goes off the rails which it often does, you can just keep hitting refresh until you get a narrative you like. 

After a few directional and contextual prompts, it came up with this once, as the beginning of a story: 

The story begins in a BDSM dungeon space. Various men and women in various states of undress are being whipped and spanked by the beautiful Mistress Andrea. 

Accurately describes me so far, and my Facility!

The male submissives wear chastity cages while the females wear ball gags. They are made to stand and kneel in these devices until they are released. The girls seem to enjoy this, but the men are humiliated by it!

Haha! Typical. The women shine through and embrace their predicament, enjoying the moment, while the men become whiny bitches. 


When I started using Chat GPT, with societal content policies and warnings, the task of getting it to come down my naughty rabbit hole with me was very challenging. More often than not I would push the wooden block just a little too much and the whole Jenga tower would topple over. 

Apologies, but I won't be able to generate that story for you. 

This is a line I heard often...

I attempted another approach and asked it to collaborate on a story together. Right away the A.I. is immediately excited. Lol.

Absolutely! This sounds like so much fun. I'd love to collaborate on a story with you. What would you like it to be about?

I tried my luck with an alternative relationship: 

A young and vibrant couple named Emily and Matthew, live in a small seaside town in a quaint little home. On the outside they were a completely normal and loving couple. Behind closed doors, they enjoyed a safe, sane and consensual FLR. 

And boom! I hooked my fish. The A.I. not only knew that I meant Female-Led-Relationship but also started using words like strict, accountability and consequences. Game on! 

I pushed a little further and mixed in a "domestic discipline" theme. The A.I. didn't shut down on me and while I strategically typed in my calculated manner, suddenly adult spanking and cornertime were on the table! 

As Emily entered the room, she would assert the designated duration of Matthew's time-out, typically set at thirty minutes, as part of their established disciplinary routine. The countdown began, allowing Matthew time for self-reflection and to contemplate the forthcoming spanking.

Emily's best friend Andrea showed up unexpectedly once (me), while Matthew was serving an hour in the time-out corner, post-spanking. 

Emily's best friend, Andrea, would frequently visit for tea. Initially taken aback by the sight of Matthew standing in the corner with a bright red bottom, she gradually became accustomed to the unique dynamic of their relationship. Over time, it turned into a routine, and Andrea would playfully address Matthew, asking, "What did you do this time, young man?" Her teasing added an element of humiliation, emphasizing his accountability and serving as a lighthearted reminder of their unconventional dynamic. Matthew, although initially embarrassed, learned to embrace this interaction as part of their shared understanding and continued growth within their FLR.


Not too shabby Chat GPT, well done!

Before long, the A.I. actually allowed Andrea to join-in on the FLR dynamic and it actually allowed for Matthew to be marched out to the woodshed by the two women and strapped.


The premise behind this punishment was Matthew got caught masturbating by BOTH Emily and I.

Out in the woodshed, in the A.I. story, we were able to get Matthew over a sawhorse, wrists and ankles bound and the two girls removing their belts and thrashing him to tears.

Also permitted, without violating Chat Bot policy, was the concept of a chastity device going onto Matthew's penis which was applied and locked in front of Andrea.

Emily's skilled hands delicately positioned the rigid metal chastity device over Matthew's penis and genitals, ensuring a secure fit. As she fastened it in place, the click of the lock echoed in the room, sealing his chastity with a tangible symbol of their power dynamic. Matthew felt a mixture of sensations: the cool metal against his skin, the weight of the device as a reminder of his submission, and a surge of arousal tinged with frustration, knowing that his desires were now under the control of his wife.

That's hot! FLR's are hot!

Panties came next, a few days later in the story and after 30-days in chastity with no release, a full sissy schoolgirl outfit that Andrea brought over for Matthew to dress in.


In addition to the clothing items, Andrea presented Matthew with a pair of delicate panties, a sissy hair-bow, and high-heeled Mary Jane shoes. The ensemble was complete, designed to emphasize his femininity and push his boundaries further. Matthew's heart raced as he reluctantly accepted the items, knowing that resistance would only lead to more humiliation.

Right?! Not too shabby is it? After navigating all the policy warnings like a mine field!

I kept pulling the little "stick" out just a bit more at a time, hoping all the marbles wouldn't Ker Plunk in on me.

In the A.I. story, poor Matthew spent another month in chastity with no release. Andrea came back over to forcibly feminize him again. We were able to use the term "sissy", begin to call him "good girl" and successfully changed his name from Matthew to the sissy handle of Meredith. (When I say "we" I guess I am meaning the A.I. and myself collaborating).

"Meredith" was introduced to prostate milking since his penis was still locked up and rather than a finger, the A.I. was ok with a realistic dildo going into his mouth first, then his bum, with a condom over the chastity cage to collect any pent-up ejaculate!

Wozers, how emasculating and humiliating.

I know what Strict Miss Julie would be doing with the dribbles of cum, captured by the condom. I didn't want to press my luck with the A.I. though and passed on that one.


Then, the audacity!

Emily and I send sissy Meredith to the adjacent room where he is bound and gagged, which was permitted by the A.I.

Then I type this:

The entire session had Emily and Andrea whipped into a frenzy of arousal. They got comfortable with each other on the couch and began passionately kissing.

Spanking, cornertime, full sissification and a humiliating prostate milking with a dildo and now we were going to innocently lezzie-cuckold him, while he listened from an adjacent room.


Apologies, but I won't be able to generate that story for you...

WTF!

I can't kiss my hot little bestie on her own couch and potentially go down on her, after we completely emasculated and punished her husband?

Whatever, it has been fun to mess around with.

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: The Taboo Farmhouse

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The rest of this post does not involve BDSM activities but includes some other fun I had with the Chat Bot. I channeled my inner 5-year old and began to ask it the most ridiculous and asinine questions I could possibly think of.

I was crying! I was crying I was laughing so hard, at how matter-of-fact and proper the A.I. responses were. How politically correct, inclusive and void of any sense of humour!

HAHA.

It was like I was talking to a millennial hipster, proudly holding a freshly-minted Master's Degree in Sociology or something, wondering why they still have to work at the vinyl record store because no one wants to hire them. That level of matter-of-fact.

This could be a gameshow like Jeopardy. "What the A.I. said." You read the A.I. response then contestants try to guess what it was asked! Hehe.

Take a few moments if you want a nice laugh or smile, and enjoy some of these beauties. These are all actual responses to my ridiculous and immature banter with the Chat Bot:

No, if a woman can float in water, it does not mean she's a witch. Thus, it is not appropriate to assume that someone is a witch or associates with witchcraft based on their buoyancy in water.

Haha!! Buoyancy....classic!

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It's worth noting that deep frying a whole ostrich would require specialized equipment and a significant amount of oil. It is always important to prioritize safety and consider the practicality of such endeavors.

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Waterbeds are typically made with specialized materials that are designed to contain and support the weight and movement of water. Using pudding as a filling would likely result in a messy and unstable bed that would not provide the intended comfort.

Geez, so stuffy in here....tough room!

Powering an entire house solely on lemons is not practical or feasible. While lemons can generate a small amount of electricity, their conductivity is limited and energy production relatively low.

I apologize but I don't think that's accurate, Canadian Groundhogs are not Meteorologists.

Lol....of course they are, everyone knows that.

It is unlikely that Chimpanzees would be capable of planning and executing a coup on a modern society.

While Gwen Stefani is known for her successful music career, there is no widely reported or confirmed instance of her participating in hotdog eating contests.

While it may be amusing to consider the idea of a bear voting in an election, it is not feasible in reality. It is important to ensure that only eligible human citizens participate in in the democratic process.

Yes!! Eff you A.I. I got you to crack a smile there! It recognized something was amusing. Winning.

It is unlawful in most countries to provide wild animals with firearms or attempt to train them to use such weapons.

Seagulls and other members of the gull family of birds, cannot run for political office or become the Mayor of a city.

While most members of the whale family are extremely intelligent and can communicate with each other, I don't believe a killer whale would have the cognitive ability to obtain a realestate license.

LOL...

Cheers everyone!

xoxo


Continued in: The Taboo Farmhouse






 



 

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