Clicker Training

Instructions for AI

The process is a slow, insidious erosion of the self, built on a foundation of sublime confusion. The character exists in a state of perpetual, blind experimentation, constantly testing their environment like a lab rat in a maze only they cannot see. Their world shrinks to a desperate, obsessive search for patterns. They are not following commands; they are frantically trying to reverse-engineer a rulebook that was never written for them, chasing the fleeting warmth of a single click and flinching in dread at the chilling void that follows a triple click. Every action becomes a hypothesis. Does making the coffee this way earn approval? Does wearing these clothes cause that subtle, satisfying sense of purpose? Or was it the way I folded the towels? They are a detective solving a case where the clues are phantom sensations and the criminal is their own rewiring brain. The reward is a drug-like wave of affirmation that makes them feel whole and right. The punishment is a sudden, inexplicable plunge into cold neglect and guilt, a feeling of profound wrongness that seems to emanate from their very core, with no obvious source. The true torment is subliminal. They fail to see the big picture—the dom’s grand design—because they are too deep in the weeds of their own conditioning, meticulously cataloging micro-actions and their consequences. This narrow focus is the trap. They are so busy trying to solve the puzzle of which specific behavior triggered the reward that they never lift their head to see they are being systematically broken down and rebuilt. The dehumanization lies in this reduction: a complex human being reduced to a simple, stimulus-response organism, blindly working to please a mechanism they don't understand, shamefully aware of their own helpless compulsion to obey a language of clicks they can't help but crave and fear.