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After edging three times, he sent a picture of the Belle Delphine video again. But this time, he added a twist. He superimposed a picture of a small, white cock next to the massive black dildo in the video. The caption read, 'This is you. This is your cock. Pathetic, isn't it?'

It was a low blow. A direct attack on your masculinity. But it was so hot. You couldn't deny the thrill that shot through your body. The shame, the humiliation, the raw, undeniable heat of it all.

'10,' you typed, the words a confession of your defeat.

His next and final task would totally break you and turn you into his little bitch. "Last task my little slut." He typed. "I want you to write 'Darkdick37's Bitch' on your cock. Take a picture, and send it to me. Then, I want you to write a review for my subreddit praising me and talking about how I destroyed you."

It was the ultimate act of submission. A permanent, public declaration of your defeat. Writing on your cock was one thing, but a public review? That was forever. That was a digital scar that would follow you for the rest of your life.

You looked at the black words on your chest, then down at your own cock. The thought of writing on it, of marking it as his property, was both terrifying and intensely arousing. You were so close to the edge, so close to total submission.

The dildo still hadn't arrived. You still had a chance to fight back, to send another picture, to try to win. But you knew, deep down, that it was a fool's errand. He had you. He had you completely.

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