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1. Artificial God, Biological Mutt by Bbbl (TinyLittleBlu)

   Fandoms: I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream - Harlan Ellison, I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream (Video Game)  

   • Explicit
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • F/M, Other
   • Work in Progress

   19 Apr 2026

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • AM (I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream)/Reader
   • AM (I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream)
   • Reader
   • Voice Kink
   • Degradation
   • Humiliation
   • Verbal Humiliation
   • Verbal Degradation
   • Insults
   • Bullying
   • You enjoy the evil computer fucking with your mind
   • Electricity
   • Electric shocks
   • Masochism
   • Medical Kink
   • Possibly a hint of medical kink at least
   • I might change my mind
   • Artificial Intelligence
   • Robot/Human Relationships
   • Robot Sex
   • Predator/Prey
   • Fear Play
   • Shameless Smut
   • Somewhat body horror later if you squint
   • Again unless I change my mind
   • dubcon
   • Dubious Consent
   • Painplay
   • Unhealthy Relationships
   • Cruelty is pretty hot
   • No beta we die like my sanity when my friends found my Ao3 account
   • God Complex
   • Kinda fucked and if you like it you're prob kinda fucked too
   • Mean AM best AM
   • Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

   Summary

   (Rewritten)
   “What was that? Do you want to talk back some more?” He sneers, as you sit with your mouth agape like an idiot.

   “S-sorry.” Is all you can manage to gasp out, as the surprise starts to subside along with the stinging pain. It wasn’t a particularly strong shock. Just enough to hurt, to startle you into anticipating worse. A reminder to know your place.
   You attempt to scramble back up, but one of your feet has now gotten tangled and refuses to budge. No amount of pulling seems to help, the only reward for your efforts is AM’s harsh laughter at your repeated failures.

   Yet another AM fic, because who doesn't secretly want to be owned by the omnipotent computer?
   Probably pretty heavy on the degradation side,

   Language:

   English

   Words:

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