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When She Made Me Prove I’m No duckie

by | Dec 3, 2025 | 0 comments

So my Domme read duckie’s ridiculous post about edging himself for an entire hour. An hour. That little freak has way too much stamina and way too little pride. Besides, one full stroke on that moster dick of his is like 6 or 7 strokes on an averaged sized cock. I’m sure the math is there.

Anyhow, my girlfriend got this wicked grin, looked at me, and said one simple thing that told me my night was screwed: “Unlock. Couch. Stroke.”

She sat down with Jason, her favorite bull, and they started making out like a damn porn intro. I knelt on the rug like the good idiot I am, cock finally free, and she pointed at it like she was starting a stopwatch.

“Go.”

And I did. I started stroking, trying to look impressive, trying to pretend I was anywhere near duckie’s level. Spoiler alert. I was not. I got hard in like 30-seconds, my dick was desperate for some contact. But I lasted twelve minutes. Twelve. My Domme hadn’t even fully settled into Jason’s lap yet.

At minute ten I was already whining. At minute eleven I was sweating. At minute twelve I was begging to pause because my balls felt like they were about to explode. She didn’t even look at me. She just said, “Go faster.”

So I did. And I came. Hard. Pathetically hard. Shot my load all over my chest while they watched me like I was the evening entertainment. Jason burst out laughing, the bastard, pointing at me like I was some sort of holiday special.

My Domme just raised an eyebrow and said, “That’s all?”

I swear, the shame alone could have killed me. But no. It got worse.

Because yeah, of course I got punished. She made me clean myself up in front of them without using my hands. Then she had me kneel beside the couch while Jason fucked her, telling me to study what a real performer looks like. Every time I looked away she snapped her fingers and told me to keep my eyes open.

By the time they were done, I was a wreck, my cock was useless, and apparently, I am now the official benchmark for what not to do during edging sessions.

So congrats duckie. You win the stupid edging Olympics. I am never letting her compare me to you again.

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Levi
Levi’s path into the depths of submission began as a whispered secret within his soul, a truth he embraced long before he could articulate its significance. From his earliest inklings, he knew his path would be one of service and devotion. He recalls his first experience with a dominant female was in Kindergarten, being bullied by a girl in the first grade – and liking it! His first sexual experience with a dominant female happened in high school, and throughout his college years, Levi delved deep into the recesses of his desires, seeking understanding and fulfillment in the embrace of dominance and submission. View Full Profile

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