Quit wankbattle for a few weeks, but keep looking at the new dildo in your closet, it was calling to you to 'rebattle' him

You tried to quit. You really did. You deleted the Reddit app from your phone. You unsubscribed from every NSFW subreddit. You tried to focus on your life, on your work, on anything but the memory of that battle, of the man who had so thoroughly dismantled you.

But you couldn't escape the dildo. It sat in your closet, in its plain brown box, a constant, silent presence. A reminder of your defeat. A reminder of your submission. You would find yourself staring at it, your mind wandering back to the battle log, to the feeling of giving in, to the strange, intoxicating thrill of being so completely controlled.

You started to crave it. Not just the submission, but the competition. The thrill of the fight. The rush of sending a picture, of waiting for the rating. The dopamine hit of a 10, even if it was a confession of defeat.

You reinstalled the app. You couldn't help yourself. You had to see if he was online. You had to see if he had taken on any new challengers.

You saw him. He posted a recently battle log of a 1v1v1, just like yours. He dominated the other two people, just like he had dominated you. You read through the log, your cock twitching as you watched him break down another beta, another sissy, another competitor who thought they had a chance.

You knew what you had to do. You had to challenge him again. You had to get your rematch.

You sent him a direct message. 'Rematch,' you typed.

His reply was almost instantaneous. 'My little white bitch wants to play again? I'm surprised you have the balls. But sure. I'll give you another chance to lose. If you send a nude with your little cock out next to the dildo."

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