Don't do your punishment, abandon wankbattling

"Fuck this." You think. You may have lost, but it's not like TheKing can **** you to humiliate yourself. You close all your tabs of the wankbattle subreddit, and go back to your empty, lonely, unfulfilling life gooning.

Two weeks later, you're fitfully masturbating when you get the urge to check how things are progressing on the subreddit. Sure enough, TheKing has sent you a taunting DM, made a post calling you out as a cum-and-runner. Your username has even been added to a wall of shame pinned post on the front page of the sub.

As for TheKing89, he's well past the 400 victory mark, being one of the most successful battlers on all of Reddit. Not a single defeat since the two of you crossed swords.

From then on, you begin lurking heavily on Wankbattle Reddit. As much as you watch porn, you begin to devote as much time to following TheKing89's exploits. 500 wins. 600. 700. Wankbattling becomes more and more popular. TheKing becomes something of a microcelebrity on that corner of the site.

Months after he crushed you, TheKing's 1,000 W is against another prominent battler. Monica121. A raven-haired domina with an impressive record who makes a habit of toppling the more prominent alphas on the sub. Sometimes using pictures of her own tight body when she has to.

Her battle with TheKing was anticipated, with plenty of his fans speculating he'd been saving such an important milestone to take down Monica. And he does.

For her punishment. She has to fly out and take his cock. When she does, they post it on the wankbattle subreddit. The place explodes, eyeballs and energy going into overdrive.

It's a new era of Wankbattling. The stakes get higher, with matches often played live on stream, with betting and prize money. TheKing89 begins streaming his exploits, crushing rooks on the sub with a single pic, to a hardcore audience of a few thousand battlers, gooners and other degenerates. You're a constant lurker, and a frequent donator.

TheKing starts releasing adult content, in addition to his wankbattling career. He has a replica of the fantasy throne room from his challenge post created, and sits on the throne, fucking girls dressed like King Conan. Groupies, defeated opponents, eventually legit pornstars. You pay a chunk of change every month to see the man who trounced you fucking women like Kira Noir and Angela White.

TheKing becomes exactly what his username portended, exalted as the unopposed reigning champion of wankbattling. Two years on from your match, you know he wouldn't even remember destroying you, but it's been foundational for you.

You idly wonder what could have happened, if you had accepted the punishment you'd been doled out, and stayed around as a participant in the emerging world of wankbattling. Instead, you were on the outside looking in, as you always would be in your life.

You cast his stream to your TV, then lie down on the bed, ready to watch and jerk to his exploits. Of course, before doing anything, you make sure to take the cap off your marker pen and write "#389" across your lower abdomen.

After all, your King ordered it...