"Do you have an erection?"

"Mitchell. Just before you leave. Tell me whether you have an erection."

Mitchell groaned. She'd seen the bulge... seen his struggle with the panties. He could lie. Well... no he couldn't.

"Yes Mistress, I have an erection." He confessed.

"Hmm..." Rachel said, and then turned to stare directly at him. "Are you fully erect?" she queried.

"Yes Mistress." He replied, simply. Lying was not an option.

"Hmm..." Rachel said, before then adding "and why do I have to ask you this?"

Mitchell paused for a second, but that was just delaying the inevitable. He knew what had to be said. What he'd have to say in front of his fiancé.

"Because my cock is so tiny, that even at full erection it doesn't cause any bulge. So how could any woman know I was erect?"

"Quite right." Rachel said, approvingly.

Mitchell blushed, but he and Tanya took another couple of steps towards the front door and temporary freedom. They were halted in their tracks mere inches from the exit.

"Don't worry," Rachel called out after them, "I have plans for using your tiny erections in the party tonight. It'll be fun!"

Mitchell groaned, but Tanya covered for him by turning and simply saying "Thank you for letting us serve you, Mistress!", followed by the two hurriedly escaping through the front door and out into the world beyond.

As the door closed behind them, the last sound they heard was Rachel laughing, and both Tanya and Mitchell's imaginations began to run wild with thoughts of what the night may hold.