Unsettling

Jessica walks into the room and runs her eyes up and down Bradley's nude tied body. She smiles and it turns his stomach. She stands there for a few minutes eyes flicking back and forth between his face and his miniscule cock until it causes him to shudder.

"You didn't want dinner?" she asks him out of nowhere. He silently shakes his head. "You know little boys have to eat their dinner. Otherwise they won't grow up BIG and STRONG."

He cringes and shudders again. She sits down at her desk and pulls out some books, evidently doing some homework, but every once and a while she turns to him, looks him up and down and softly laughs. Twice she stands up, walks over to him and runs her hand down his bare chest, down his abdomen, and briefly brushes his tiny member.

After the second time he notices he needs to use the bathroom. He considers asking her to let him out to do so, wondering if she would let him borrow her towel. He is just about to chance it when he hears the door open. Julia walks through the door. She glances over at his helpless form and smiles wide.

"Thanks for watching him" she says to Jessica. "I hope he wasn't too much trouble." Jessica just smiles.

"What should be do tonight?" she asks him with a smile.

"I need to use the bathroom" he whispers as quietly as he can.

"What was that?" she grins. "I couldn't quite hear you. Speak up."

"I need to use the bathroom" he says louder.

"What would you like me to do about it?" she asks. He groans.

"Could you please untie me and give me back my shorts so I can go piss?" he asks, try to hold his temper.

"Why didn't you just say so!" she very slowly unties him.

He gets up, rubbing his wrists where the ropes were tied uncomfortably tight. She pulls out his shorts, walks to the door, opens it, while he is in view and tosses them out.

"Fetch!"

He darts after them into a blessedly empty hallway and quickly pulls them on.

"Hurry back!" she calls after him.

He heads off, quickly relieves himself and hurries back to the room. Once again he bangs on the door. No answer. He bangs again. He hears two girls chatting down the hallway. He bangs again. Only when the girls have rounded the corner does he hear Julia.

"Drop your shorts" she demands. The girls laugh. He knows he has to comply. He drops them, showing off his ass to the girls behind him. They laugh harder.

"Hands on your head and turn around". He is defeated. He complies. He slowly spins around and makes eye contact with one of the girl as she doubles over laughing. One is chubby and the other is plain. He would never have looked twice at either of them other than to tease or torment them. If he had met them yesterday he might have slapped that fat ass to laugh while it jiggled, or flipped up the plain girls dress to watch her fluster as her panties came into view. Today they are staring straight at his tiny cock and laughing. They are better than him.

"Have you come up with a new rule for the next time you leave the room?" Julia asks. He has forgotten. He thinks fast.

"I'll stand in front of the door when you throw them?" he asks timidly.

"Almost good enough." Julia answers. "You'll stand in front of the door facing out with your hands on your head, bare-dick naked tomorrow morning at 7:45 when I throw your cum-stained shorts out." More laughter from behind him. The door opens and he rushes inside.

"Glad to see you are making friends" she says with a smile.

The rest of the evening is spent watching Julia's boring TV show while she absently plays with his flaccid cock and balls, occasionally squeezing his balls painfully.