Class continues to experiment

Professor Cain was in his classroom, sitting at his desk with his pants around his ankles. He had his phone propped up, taking pictures of his small, semi-erect penis. He needed to send the photos to a telehealth doctor to get some ointment for a rash that had developed on his glans.

As he snapped the photos, he heard the door to his classroom open. "Oh no," he thought, quickly trying to pull up his pants. But it was too late. In walked 15 college women and their professor, Ann Fraser. Ann was a stunning 39-year-old black woman with an incredible figure. She had her PhD in Women's Health and a Masters in Psychology. The girls all stared at Professor Cain in disbelief as he sat there with his pants down, his 3.3" erection standing at attention.

Ann burst out laughing. "Oh my! Professor Cain, what are you doing?!" she giggled, burying her face in her hands. The girls followed her lead, erupting into a fit of mocking laughter.

"Look at that tiny little thing! It's like a baby carrot!" one girl squealed.

"No way that's 3 inches! More like 1.5!" another taunted.

Professor Cain's face turned bright red with humiliation as the girls circled around him, examining his exposed penis like a pack of hyenas sniffing a carcass. He tried to cover himself but they batted his hands away.

"Oh he's even more pathetic than I thought! Look how aroused he's getting from us making fun of his little wiener," one of the bolder girls said, reaching out to flick the tip of his erection. Professor Cain let out an involuntary moan.

To his horror, Ann joined in, bending down to get a closer look. "My goodness, you're right! The poor man has a boner from being mocked! I had no idea he was into such kinky stuff." She turned to the class. "Girls, let's explore this phenomenon further. He may be mortified, but providing material for our study is the least he can do after interrupting our class time!"

And so began the girls' thorough humiliation and analysis of Professor Cain's newly discovered small penis humiliation kink. They took turns flicking his erection, spitting on it, making fun of its size and girth. All while Professor Fraser took notes.

"He's leaking so much precum already! Do you think the shame is turning him on even more?" one girl asked, wiping the clear fluid off his tip. Professor Cain bit his lip to keep from moaning again.

"Let's see," Ann said with a devious smirk. She grabbed a ruler from Professor Cain's desk drawer. "Alright girls, let's measure this tiny thing to the exact millimeter." The girls cheered and gathered around.

"Ok, looks like he's 3.33 inches long and a whopping 1.75 inches around! What a pathetic little clitoris he has," Ann announced to the class. "Now let's see how much humiliation his tiny boner can take before he loses control."

The girls were merciless in their taunts and teases, but the more they ridiculed his small penis, the harder Professor Cain got. Within 20 minutes, his erection was painfully rigid and throbbing, his balls drawn up tight. He knew he was on the edge of climax.

"Looks like someone's about to blow his load!" a girl noticed. "What should we do, Professor Fraser?"

Ann grinned wickedly. "I think it's time for the final test of our subject's humiliation tolerance. Girls, on the count of three, we're going to spank his pathetic little penis until he blows his load all over himself."

The girls cheered and Ann counted down. 1...2...3! Smack smack smack smack! The girls took turns rapid-firing spanks onto Professor Cain's sensitive glans. "Fuuuckkkk!" he groaned, his eyes rolling back. With a loud cry of shame, his orgasm hit and he splattered his desk with ropey spurts of cum.

When he was finished, the girls cheered and clapped. Ann smiled proudly. "Excellent. We've determined that humiliation is a powerful trigger for Professor Cain's arousal. I think he's earned a special place as our new teaching assistant in the studies of male sexual deviance."

Professor Cain slumped back in his chair, utterly spent and mortified. What had he gotten himself into? But as the girls continued to laugh and tease him while cleaning up his mess, he couldn't help but feel the first stirrings of his erection beginning to return. They were right - his kink was only growing stronger...