Sara just smiled as she slowly moved her fingers away from her pussy. She pulled down her skirt, covering her panties and frustrating me even more.
The power she had over me was incredible. A simple glance could make me do things I had never dreamed of doing. I felt so humiliated, naked before her with my tiny, erect cock, and my chest still covered in my own cum. It was obvious she enjoyed the complete dominance she seemed to have over me.
"I don't think you're good enough to eat this pussy."
I wanted to taste her so badly. At that point I would have done anything for just a single lick. I so desperately wanted to satisfy her. I imagined myself fucking her, making her grunt and groan as I pumped her with my tiny cock. It was only my imagination, but somehow I felt compelled to please her. I ran my fingers across my chest, drawing my own cum into my hand as I went. I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked them dry. Sara giggled at my desperation.
"Please, just let me see your pussy," I pleaded.
She laughed even louder than before.
"Please, please, just let me see it, that's all I ask."
"Really?"
"Yes, please, please. I'll do anything."
Her smile turned wicked, her tone condescending.
"What a pathetic little man you are. Begging me to see my pussy."
"I'm sorry," I said as I bowed my head.
"Do you think that tiny dick of yours could satisfy me?"
Embarrassed, I couldn't bring myself to speak.
"Do you?"
"No."
A whimper was all I could muster. My humiliation was complete.
"Maybe I should let you see a real man fuck me."
Sara picked up her cell phone and quickly dialed a number. My heart sank as she waited for someone to answer.
"Why don't you come on over, I've got something I want to show you."
Sara hung up the phone and gave me a devilish grin. I stayed in my chair as she got up to fix herself another drink. She looked exquisite. My tiny cock was rock hard from watching her, even though I had cum less than twenty minutes before.
Sara sauntered around the room as she waited for her guest. Reveling in her control over me, she circled around me as I sat, her eyes staring down from above.
"Why don't you eat a little more cum for me, little dick."
Without thinking I did as she commanded. A knock on the door interrupted me. Sara immediately answered it and in walked some big stud. He was over six feet tall with sandy brown hair. He was dressed in a dark blue suit and tie, and from the way he carried himself it was obvious his body was toned and muscular. Sara immediately brought him over to meet me.
"Jake, this is Michael, but everybody calls him little dick."
Jake laughed at the introduction and at the bizarre site of me sitting naked, covered in cum, with a tiny, rock hard cock pointing at the ceiling.
"Show Jake how much you love to eat cum, little dick."
Without a word of resistance, my fingers went to chest and then up to my mouth. Both Jake and Sara delighted in my embarrassment.
"Little dick has been begging to eat my pussy."
"Is that so?"
"He thinks he can satisfy me with that tiny dick of his."