To her bedroom (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

Standing there, with one hand on his ridiculously tiny dick, Sarah decided that she needed to see it for herself. Not just in the weak half-light of the linen closet, but in the full brightness of her bedroom's crystal fittings. Still holding him by the cock, she began to lead him to the door, only to be stopped by a shout from Nicole.

"Wait!" She yelled, raising her hands like there was some kind of emergency or extremely crucial detail that Sarah and Matt had forgotten. Stooping so suddenly that Matt nearly bumped into her, Sarah turned to face the petite nerd. "How do we know when it's been seven minutes?" She asked "Do we start the timer the second you leave, or will you let us know when you're beginning the allotted time, or should we just estimate an approximate time to start counting?"

For what felt like the thousandth time tonight, Sarah fought the urge to roll her eyes. She should have guessed that Little Miss Stuck-up would have been thinking about the rules, and taking them far too seriously while she was at it.

"How about you-!" Sarah began to rant, only just catching herself before she could tell Nicole to take her timer and shove it. With a deep breath through her nose, and a tight squeeze on Matt's cock that made him whine like a puppy, she composed herself before trying again to answer Nicole's question.

"How about you just do whatever you think is best, Nicole?" She asked, batting her eye lashes at her just like she would have done if she was buttering up one of her professors. "I trust you. In fact, I think you should be in charge of all timers and things like that for the rest of the night, how's that sound?

Nicole's face lit up at the prospect of not only being in charge of the rules, but also getting to measure things accurately. "Ooh, okay!" She cried, a crooked smile splitting her face and making her eyes sparkle behind her glasses. "In that case I'll give you a head start of-" She began to explain her process, only for Sarah to turn her back on her again and lackadaisically wave her off.

"Okay, you do that," Sarah said in the cheeriest tone of voice she could ****, before pulling Matt away again. This time, she managed to make it out the door without any further interruptions, and she quickly started leading Matt up the stairs.

Their progress was steady, only briefly hampered by Matt nearly getting his feet twisted up in the blanket that he still clutched to his chest, and soon they arrived at Sarah's door. By that time, Matt was practically hyperventilating. Doubtless, he had imagined or daydreamed about this moment, about his crush pulling him away from the raging party and leading him to a quiet bedroom, although he probably hadn't pictured it being quite like this.

The reality of the situation seemed to have skipped a few of the steps from his daydreams however, such that they were both half naked and she had her hand down his pants before they had even passed the bedroom's threshold.

With her unoccupied hand, Sarah opened the bedroom door and flicked on the ornate lights. Using his cock like his leash, she yanked Matt in after her, nearly making him stumble again as he found himself unceremoniously pulled into her room. Only when he was inside did she relinquish her grasp on his member, shoving past him to quickly shut the door with both hands.

The resulting slam would probably tip Nicole off to start the timer, if she hadn't started it already, so Sarah knew she wouldn't have long. Tracing her elegant fingernails down the hardwood of the door, she sighed quietly to herself, before spinning around to grin at Matt. Like she had done countless times before, she leant her weight back against the door as she looked at him, playfully trapping her prey.

Unlike other lovers, who took that as a sign to seize her by the ample hips or to meet her challenging smile with a kiss, Matt just stood awkwardly a couple of feet in front of her. The way he held himself as he stood reminded her of some of the married professor's she had fucked, the type who tried to resist and who should have known better than to sleep with a student, but just like them, his gaze was drawn to her soft tits and hard nipples.

It was obvious what he wanted, but he just wasn't man enough to reach out and take it.

Unfortunately for him, Sarah had no such reservations about taking what she wanted.

"Go ahead and drop that blanket," she purred, "you'll be plenty warm enough soon."

Taking her advice, he turned around to toss it half on her bed, partly spilling down on the the floor. By the time he turned back, Sarah had crossed the distance between them, so her pretty face was only inches from his own. His breath hitched in his throat and his eyes widened while she smirked at him from centimeters away, so close that he could feel her warm breath on his bare neck.

Clearly expecting a kiss, his eyes creaked shut and he crossed his fingers at his sides, but Sarah couldn't have been less interested in anything Matt had going on above his waist. After a few seconds of no lip to lip contact, Matt reopened his eyes, only to see his crush had disappeared like a mirage. The feeling of slender fingers curling around the waistband of his underwear finally drew his eyes downward, to see Sarah squatting down in front of him.

"I thought I'd skip to the good part." she tittered, teasing down the edge of his waistband, only for Matt to stop her.

"W-w-wait," he said, "i-isn't seven minutes in heaven meant to be played in the dark? S-shouldn't we turn the lights off first?" From the way his eyes flicked from the eager Sarah at his feet to the light switch by the door, just out of his reach, it was clear that he wasn't just worried about playing the game properly. He was already trying to preemptively hide his shame.

"Oh, have you done seven minutes in heaven before?" Sarah asked, cocking her head to one side as she looked up at him, her long red hair spilling over one pal shoulder.

A shake of Matt's head confirmed what Sarah already knew. There was no chance a nerd as uncool as him had played a game like this before.

"Well, I have," Sarah smiled, "so how about you just keep quiet and let me take charge, okay?" That seemed to shut Matt up, although his nervously ragged breathing only got louder. Ignoring him, she turned her attention lower, back to what she was really interested in. Now was the moment of truth, to see if her fingers had really given her an accurate measure of Matt's member.

Like unwrapping her last gift on Christmas morning, Sarah ripped down the final layer of protection to Matt's dick. It was everything her exploratory hand had promised, and more (or less). A bark of laughter escaped from her lips before she could stop it, although she tried her best to twist it into a giggle of appreciation.

There, in Matt's lap, in a forest of pubes that were higher than it, was Matt's tiny dick. It was like a tiny door knob on his body, a short and stout thing that reminded her of the mushrooms that she would have in salad. When she had compared it to her pinky finger, she had been overestimating it. If it wasn't for the way it twitched naturally, Sarah would have thought the whole thing was some weird practical joke. It didn't seem possible for a grown man to have a dick this small.

"Ohh, wow," Sarah sighed, tilting her head around to view it's mini majesty from all angles. His balls weren't too far off being normal, but that just made his dick look even tinier. Mentally, she compared it to Tom's monster hog that she had just seen downstairs, like comparing a cocktail sausage to a footlong hotdog. Before, she had thought Tom's dick was 10x bigger, now she thought it was probably closer to 20x.

As if it knew that it was being observed, the single inch of his length twitched nervously, making Sarah purse her lips to hold in another laugh. Reaching up with one hand, she pinched the sides of his shaft between her finger and her thumb.

"So hard," she gasped, using her free hand to cover her mouth in mock shock as she glanced up at Matt. It's rigidity was about the only thing she could compliment it on while being genuine, but even it being hard was more her doing than any inherent virtue of Matt's.

From above, her met her fake surprised expression with a look of slack jawed confusion that seemed to stammer the question: "d-d-do you like it?" If he was actually naïve enough to think that there was a cat's chance in hell of her liking his shrimpy dick, then Sarah knew she could get a lot of fun out of him before he broke.

Turning her eyes back to his cock still pinched in one hand, she found herself overcome by a strange compulsion. Her pink tongue slid out to wet her lips as she experimentally stroked what could charitably be described as his "length." Either thinking about hotdogs and sausages had made her hungry, or just being on her knees made her want to suck cock, whatever it was, she couldn't stop thinking about putting his cock in her mouth.

"Tell anyone about this and you're dead," she hissed up at him, briefly dropping her lovey-dovey act before leaning up to wrap her lips round his short dick. Despite seeing just what she was about to suck, she was still taken by surprise when her lips collided with his groin whilst the tip of his dick was only partway along her tongue. Normally, she would have been proud of herself for taking a whole dick in her mouth without a struggle, but this time felt less impressive.

Opening her eyes, she looked up to see Matt staring down at her, his face twisted into shocked bliss like he had just seen heaven. Still looking, she tapped her tongue rapidly against his dick like it was a tiny speedbag, making Matt's lip quiver pathetically. Closing her eyes again, Sarah focused on working over his dick as best she could. Without even moving her head, she could slide her pillowy lips up and down most of his shaft, and her skilled tongue could easily run circles around his miniature cockhead.

The only thing she couldn't do was deepthroat it. It had been a long time since she'd met a dick she couldn't deepthroat, and never before had that been because the dick was too small to reach. Sucking a dick without even having to move her head was an odd, but surprisingly relaxing experience.

"Maybe this is what I should do after university," she thought to herself, as her tongue swirled around his fleshy nub. "I could just get a rich, micro-dick, boy toy, and give him the easiest head in the world in exchange for a life of leisure." Finally, Sarah popped his cock free of her lips, and looked up at Matt again.

At some point he had apparently closed his eyes, doubtlessly in an effort to avoid cumming too early, but now he opened them as the pleasant sensation stopped. "Mmm, that was fun," she purred, caressing Matt's thighs as his pent up little prick twitched in front of her face. Any other guy would probably have asked her to finish them off, but Matt was too shy and weak to even do that. Instead, he said nothing as his dick begged to be drained.

"You're going to do everything I say, aren't you Matt?" Sarah asked, running a finger up his sensitive balls and then along the underside of his little staff.

A hurried nod was his response, moving his head so fast it was like he was trying to shake it off.

"Good boy," Sarah smiled, puckering her lips to give his pecker a final kiss on it's shiny helmet, before abruptly yanking his underwear back up. She did so with such **** that she nearly gave him a wedgie, but she didn't care and she assumed he was probably used to the feeling by now. This had been a very productive use of seven minutes of her time. She had gotten a new experience, and guaranteed that Matt would do whatever she told him.

She couldn't wait to tell him to hold her legs up for her whilst Tom railed her. Maybe she would finish giving him his blowjob then, tilting her head back to suck off his pathetic little cock as Tom used his massive one to pound her wet pussy.

"Hey! Time's up! You've got to come bac now!" Nicole's voice echoed up the stairs. Evidently, Sarah had completed her exploration of Matt's meat just in time.

"Aww, such a shame," she pouted up at him, "I was hoping we could do even more. Oh well." She sprang to her feet and opened the door again, before Matt could get any funny ideas about pushing his luck. "Let's get back to the game," she added, grabbing the blanket back off the and throwing it over his slender shoulders.

Sarah didn't bother putting her hand back down his pants on the way back down. If anyone asked why she'd stopped, she'd just tell them she'd finished what she was doing upstairs, so Nicole's dare for her was over. The journey back downstairs was as uneventful as the journey up, and soon the two of them were back in the living room.

Pairs of playfully suspicious and teasing eyes greeted them as they came back. John and Nicole were clearly trying to probe just how lucky Matt had gotten whilst simultaneously encouraging him, whereas Tom still looked at Sarah with confusion. "He'll understand when he sees what Matt's got downstairs," she thought, retaking her seat on the couch.

"So, I trust you two had a heavenly seven minutes?" Nicole asked, drumming her fingers on the arm of her chair as she awaited the juicy details. Despite being a nerd, she was clearly as susceptible to gossip as anyone else her age.

"You could say that," Sarah smiled, before allowing Matt to sit right beside her without flinching away. That little action drew even more funny looks, but Sarah ignored them. She knew she would be vindicated when everyone else got to see what she had just saw. "Matt's turn now, right?" She asked, pulling the blanket over herself and him, whilst also cutting off any further questions about what they had gotten up to.

With only a few more conspiratorial looks, the hat was passed to Matt, who couldn't stop beaming to himself as he fished around for a name of his own.

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Sorry for not uploading here for a week, the simplest explanation I can give is that Covid sucks, but I'm back now.

To catch you up on where we left off, in case you forgot, Sarah found out about Matt's bite-sized dick, she then had Tom flop out his throat-filling python just to make Matt feel extra inadequate. Then she had Tom send her and Matt away to play seven minutes in heaven, which is where this chapter kicked off.

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