Expo

The morning after Jake’s visit left you in a constant state of humiliated arousal. Your tiny cock refused to fully soften, twitching at every reminder of how thoroughly Tawny had used you while a real man stretched and filled her. You woke on your blanket at the foot of the bed to the sound of Tawny’s voice, firm and excited.

“Up, tiny. Shower, then put on the outfit I laid out. No underwear. Today we’re taking your training outside the house. It’s time to get bolder.”

Your heart hammered as you found the clothes: loose athletic shorts that did nothing to hide a bulge, or lack thereof, a tight t-shirt, and a small wireless vibrating plug with remote already lubed on the nightstand. Tawny watched you insert it yourself, her eyes gleaming with dominance as you gasped at the stretch.

“Perfect. That stays in all day. I control it. And if you leak through those shorts, everyone will see what a **** little pre-cum factory you are.”Erin had left earlier, so it was just the two of you. Tawny wore a short sundress that showed off her long legs and deep cleavage—no bra, and you strongly suspected no panties. She slipped the remote into her purse and kissed your cheek sweetly. “We’re going to the park for a picnic, then running a few errands. Be a good boy and I might let you cum before bedtime. Disappoint me and the plug stays in for a week on high.”

The drive to the large public park was already torturous. Tawny kept the plug on a low, teasing buzz while you drove. By the time you parked, your small penis was fully hard and leaking, creating a tiny wet spot on the front of your light gray shorts.“Walk in front of me,” she ordered, grabbing the picnic basket. “I want to watch that pathetic little thing bounce.”

The park was moderately busy—families, joggers, couples enjoying the sunny afternoon. Every step made the plug press against your prostate, and your tiny erection strained visibly against the thin fabric. Tawny smiled at strangers while casually bumping the remote in her pocket. The vibrations jumped to medium, forcing you to stifle a moan near a group of people walking their dogs.You found a somewhat secluded spot under a large tree, but still in view of several paths. Tawny spread the blanket and sat with her legs crossed, the sundress riding high on her thighs. “Sit across from me, knees spread. Let the world see how little you are.”

You obeyed, the outline of your rigid three-point-seven-inch cock impossible to miss if anyone glanced over. Tawny fed you bites of sandwich by hand while her foot slipped under the blanket and pressed against your crotch, rubbing slowly.“God, you’re so fucking small,” she whispered lovingly. “Even fully hard, it barely makes a tent. I bet people think you’re just soft and pathetic.” She turned the plug up higher. Your hips jerked involuntarily.A young woman jogging past did a double-take at the obvious wet spot growing on your shorts. Tawny laughed softly and waved innocently. “Wave back, tiny. Acknowledge how exposed you are.”

The humiliation burned deliciously. Tawny eventually pulled you closer under the pretense of a cuddle, slipping her hand into your shorts. Her fingers easily engulfed your entire erection.“Three-point-six today,” she murmured, stroking with two fingers. “So cute and useless. Keep eating your sandwich while I edge you right here.”

For twenty long minutes she toyed with you under the blanket slow strokes, squeezes, and flicks while the plug buzzed relentlessly. You were trembling on the edge when she suddenly stopped and turned it off.

“Not yet. We have errands.”

The drive to the adult toy store was even worse. Tawny kept the plug pulsing in random patterns while you shopped. She made you carry the basket as she selected items: a larger, thicker dildo, a cock cage, nipple clamps, and a collar with “Small Penis Property” engraved on it. At checkout, the attractive goth girl behind the counter smirked when Tawny openly discussed sizes.“This one’s for my husband,” Tawny said cheerfully, holding up the tiny chastity cage. “His little dick is only three-point-seven inches. Think this pink one will fit?”The clerk’s eyes dropped to your crotch. “Definitely. Looks like he’s already excited about it.”Your face was crimson. Tawny made you thank the clerk personally.

Back home, Tawny’s boldness exploded. She ordered you to strip the moment the door closed. The new collar went around your neck immediately. She attached a short leash and led you crawling to the bedroom.“On the bed. Ass up, face down. Time for your real afternoon lesson.”She strapped you lightly wrists and ankles secured to the corners so you were spread and helpless. The new, thicker nine-inch dildo was lubed and pressed against your lips first.“Suck it. Get it sloppy. This is going to fuck me while you watch and drip.”

You worshipped the realistic toy, gagging slightly on its girth while Tawny stripped and set up her phone to record from multiple angles. She positioned a large mirror so you could see everything.Tawny mounted the suction-cup dildo on the wall directly in your line of sight. She backed onto it slowly, moaning loudly as it stretched her. “Fuck… so much thicker than you, baby. Watch.”

She fucked herself vigorously, ass rippling with every thrust backward. The wet sounds were obscene. Every few minutes she’d reach over and buzz the plug in your ass on high, milking your prostate until precum poured from your untouched tiny cock in a steady stream onto the sheets.After her first shattering orgasm during which she screamed and squirted down her thighs—she pulled off the dildo and brought it to your mouth. “Clean it. Taste how wet a real cock makes me.”While you licked her juices off the toy, Tawny unlocked the new cage and slid the cold pink tube over your throbbing little penis. It fit perfectly, trapping you at a humiliatingly small size. The click of the lock echoed.“Look at that,” she cooed, tugging the cage. “Locked up where you belong. Only I decide when this pathetic nub gets to grow again.”She removed your plug and replaced it with a larger one, then unlocked your restraints. For the next hour Tawny used you relentlessly: Facesitting while she texted friends including Jake about your new cage, describing your size in detail.

Making you lick her asshole while she rode the dildo again, achieving a second powerful orgasm.

Straddling your caged cock and grinding her soaked pussy along the plastic tube, teasing you mercilessly. “This is the closest your tiny thing will get to fucking me today.”

nipple clamps applied while she made you recite mantras: “My penis is too small to please my wife. I exist for her pleasure. Real cocks own her pussy.”

Tawny came a third time on your tongue, flooding your face, before finally showing mercy.“Bedroom floor. On your back. I’m going to ride your face until I cum one more time, then you’ll get the most humiliating orgasm of your life.”

She lowered her perfect ass and pussy onto your mouth reverse facesitting style, still wearing the collar leash wrapped around her hand. You licked desperately tongue deep in her pussy, then circling her clit, then rimming her as she demanded. Tawny played with her clit and the new dildo at the same time, moaning filthily.

“That’s it, my locked-up small penis slut. Worship the pussy Jake stretched yesterday. You’ll never fuck it again.”Her fourth orgasm of the day hit like a wave. She ground down hard, thighs clamping your head as she squirted across your chest and face.Only then did she remove the cage. Your tiny cock sprang free, red, aching, and smaller-looking than ever from the constriction.

“On your knees in front of the full-length mirror. You’re going to watch yourself cum like the pathetic little boy you are.”Tawny stood behind you, one hand reaching around to stroke your minuscule shaft with two fingers. Her other hand held the leash tight. She pressed her body against your back, whispering hotly in your ear while you both faced the mirror.

“Look at it. So fucking tiny. Even my fingers dwarf it. Stroke with me, baby. Fast. But you have to ask permission and tell me exactly what you are when you cum.”The edging from the entire day had you frantic. Your hand joined hers, jerking your pathetic little cock furiously while staring at the humiliating reflection: collared, leaking, dwarfed by your gorgeous dominant wife.

“Please, Tawny… I’m a pathetic small-penis loser with a tiny useless dick… I can’t satisfy you… I exist to be humiliated and denied… Please let me cum!”She squeezed the head. “Cum. Now. Make that weak little spurt for me.”You exploded with a broken moan. Thin, watery ropes shot out—most barely clearing your thighs and landing pathetically on the mirror and floor. Tawny milked every drop, laughing softly as your orgasm ruined itself into a dribbling mess.

“Look at that load. So small, just like your dick. Now clean it up. Every drop off the mirror with your tongue.”You obeyed on all fours, licking your own cum while Tawny filmed and praised you. Afterward she pulled you into bed, letting you cuddle against her breasts for the first time in days.“You’ve been such a good boy today,” she murmured, stroking your hair.

“Tomorrow is the finale. I have something very special planned. Something even bolder. Rest up, my tiny-dicked husband. Your new life starts tomorrow.”Your caged cock (she’d locked you back up after cleanup) strained helplessly against the pink plastic as you drifted off, utterly owned.