More Embarrassment

You stood naked in the kitchen, your tiny cock still twitching and semi-chubby from the afternoon’s relentless humiliation, as you prepared dinner for Tawny and Erin. The cool air of the house brushed against your exposed skin, making your inadequate three-point-seven-inch erection bob slightly with every movement. Every time you reached for a spice or bent to check the oven, you felt their eyes on you from the living room. Tawny and Erin lounged on the couch, sipping wine, their voices carrying easily to your ears.

“Look at him scurrying around like a good little house boy,” Erin giggled, her massive tits jiggling in that pink crop top. “His little dick is still trying to stay hard even after that pathetic ruined load earlier. So cute.”Tawny’s laugh was low and affectionate, but laced with growing authority. “He’s learning. By the end of this week, that tiny thing won’t even twitch without my permission. Dinner better be perfect, baby. We worked up an appetite teaching you your place.”

Your face burned as you plated the pasta and grilled chicken, arranging everything meticulously on two plates while your own portion was a smaller, plain serving. You carried the food out on a tray, staying completely naked as ordered, your small penis leading the way, still leaking a thin string of leftover precum from the earlier edging.Tawny patted the floor between their legs.

“On your knees. You’ll feed us first, then eat whatever we leave. Hands behind your back.”You knelt obediently. Erin took the first forkful from your hand, moaning exaggeratedly around the bite. “Mmm, not bad for a short-dick chef.” As she chewed, her bare foot still slightly sticky from your earlier cleanup pressed against your tiny cock, pinning it gently to your stomach. She rubbed slowly, toes flexing around the pathetic shaft. “God, it’s so small I can play with it like a fidget toy.”

Tawny accepted her bites with more grace, but her eyes never left yours. “Lesson Seven starts now: Service and Exposure. A boy with your size doesn’t get to sit at the table like a real man. You serve. You watch. You stay denied until we decide you’ve earned a release.” She reached down and flicked the head of your cock hard enough to make it bounce. “And tonight, we’re getting bolder. Erin’s going to spend the night in our bed. You’ll be at the foot… or on the floor where you belong.”

Dinner continued like that for nearly an hour. They fed you scraps from their fingers, made you lick sauce from their toes, and took turns stroking and slapping your minuscule erection whenever it dared to soften. By the time the plates were clear, your balls ached with need, and your cock was a throbbing, angry red little nub still under four inches, still completely dwarfed by their pinky fingers.

“Clear the table,” Tawny commanded. As you did, they disappeared into the bedroom. When you joined them, heart pounding, the scene had escalated.Tawny had changed into sheer black lingerie that hugged her curves perfectly, her heavy breasts barely contained. Erin wore nothing but a tiny thong that disappeared between her plump ass cheeks. The thick veiny dildo from earlier rested prominently on the nightstand, along with lube, your measuring tape, and Tawny’s phone ready to record.

“On the bed, on your back,” Tawny ordered. “Legs spread wide. We’re going to give your little penis a proper night class while we enjoy ourselves.”You obeyed, lying exposed in the center of the king-sized bed. Tawny straddled your chest first, facing your cock, her wet pussy hovering just above your mouth. “Eat. Slowly. Worship the pussy you can’t properly fuck.”Your tongue went to work immediately, lapping at her swollen clit and plunging as deep as your average tongue could reach. Tawny moaned and ground down, smothering you in her arousal. Meanwhile, Erin knelt between your spread legs. She wrapped two fingers around your tiny shaft and began slow, torturous strokes.

“Still so small,” Erin purred, leaning down to breathe hot air over the leaking head. “Even fully hard, it’s barely past my first knuckle. Watch this.” She pressed your cock flat against your stomach and laid her entire hand over it. Your erection disappeared completely under her palm. “Gone. Like it was never there. How does a grown man live with this?”Tawny laughed breathlessly above you, riding your face harder. “He doesn’t live with it anymore. He submits to it. Tell her, baby. While you’re licking my clit.”“Mmmph— I have a tiny penis,” you gasped between licks, voice muffled by her soaked folds. “It’s too small to satisfy you… I’m just a pathetic small-dicked loser…”

“Good boy,” both women chorused.Erin produced the measuring tape again. While you continued devouring Tawny’s pussy—bringing her closer and closer to orgasm—she measured you repeatedly. “Softening from denial… two point five inches. Now stroking… three point eight. Pathetic maximum.” She slapped it lightly with the tape, making you twitch.Tawny’s thighs tightened around your head as she came hard, flooding your mouth with her juices. You swallowed eagerly, tongue working furiously to prolong her pleasure. Her orgasm was loud and genuine, body shaking as she gripped your hair.

As she recovered, Erin took her place on your face. Her pussy was even wetter, thicker lips smothering you completely. “My turn. Show me what that eager little tongue can do while Tawny fucks herself properly.”Tawny grabbed the large realistic dildo. She positioned herself beside you so you could see everything while buried under Erin’s ass. “Watch a real cock stretch me, baby.” She lubed the thick eight-inch toy and sank down onto it with a long, satisfied moan. The dildo disappeared inch by inch into her tight pussy until her clit pressed against the base. “Fuuuuck… that’s what I need. Deep. Thick. Filling.”Erin ground on your face in rhythm with Tawny’s riding. “Hear how wet she is? That sloppy sound your little prick could never make.” She reached back and pinched your nipples while you licked. “Stroke yourself—but do not cum. Edge for us.”Your hand flew to your tiny cock. The contrast was devastating: Tawny bouncing vigorously on a massive dildo, moaning like a pornstar, while you desperately jerked your inadequate three-point-seven inches under Erin’s taunting gaze. They made you switch positions multiple times face-sitting rotations, making you hold the dildo for Tawny, forcing you to lick it clean every time it came out of their pussies.

An hour passed in a haze of oral service and denial. Tawny came twice more on the dildo and once on your tongue. Erin squirted lightly across your face during a particularly intense grinding session, praising your “compensatory” pussy-eating skills.Finally, Tawny decided it was time for your next release. “On your knees at the foot of the bed. Both of us on all fours in front of you.”The two gorgeous women presented their asses thick, round, perfect. Tawny reached between her legs and spread her pussy lips. “Stroke that tiny thing. Aim for our asses. But you only get to cum when we say.”You knelt there, jerking furiously, eyes locked on their superior bodies and the dildo still glistening beside them. They dirty-talked nonstop:“Look at him go. So **** with that baby dick.”“Bet he wishes he could actually fuck us like a real man.”

“Shoot your weak little load on our superior asses, short king. Then you’re cleaning every drop.”The pressure built unbearably. Your balls tightened. Tawny finally gave permission: “Cum. Now. Show us how little you produce.”You exploded with a whimper. Thin, watery ropes spurted pathetically from your small cock, landing mostly on their lower backs and ass cheeks nowhere near as powerful or voluminous as the loads in the comparison videos they loved showing you. Some even fell short, dribbling onto the sheets.They laughed warmly but mockingly. “That’s it? All that buildup for this?”

“Cleanup time, baby.”

You spent the next fifteen minutes licking your own cum off their perfect asses and pussies, tongue darting everywhere as they made out and fingered each other above you. Tawny came once more from your oral efforts while Erin sat on your face again.Exhausted, they finally allowed you to curl up on a blanket at the foot of the bed like a pet. Tawny leaned down and kissed your forehead. “You did so well tonight. Tomorrow we get bolder. Maybe a little public risk. Sleep tight, my small penis husband.”

Erin blew you a kiss. “Night, tiny.”As you lay there, spent and humiliated, your tiny cock twitched one last time at the thought of what came next. Tawny’s dominance was only getting started, and you were completely addicted.