u/Betapinky1

I had forgotten about this incident but it has come back to me now. It was aboit 10 years ago and i lived in a house with an old town wall that people coukf walk on the top of. One day i got out of the shower wgich i had run cool as it was a hot summer's day and walked out of the en suite shower into my bedroom naked and shrunken up due to the cool shower. I stood by my window and stretched and yawned and only then noticed a yiung man and two young women looking down from the town wall right at me stood naked in my bedroom, and they were laughing away and one of the girls was just lowering her phone so i assume they got a picture they could show others and have a laugh together and my shortcomings.

I felt really embarrassed and froze for a few seconds before rushing ftom the window. Later on thinking about these pretty women laughing at me naked i of course jerked odf with the obligatory 2 fingers tona quick orgasm.

I keep fantasising about a beautiful voluptuous woman kindly ordering me around. Me providing oral to her on demand. Her teasing me about my small cock and having me jerk of in front of her and cumming on hwr toes. She is kind and firm with me and has sex with larger males and has me provide oral afterwards. She loves me but needs bigger alpha males to sexually satisfy her. I worship her.

I have never told anyone or writtem this anywhere as its embarassing but here it goes.

I'm a male sub who is insecure about my penis size and generally overall skinny frame. I would be incredibly turned on for a beautiful, curvy woman to ask me out, for us to start dating and then the first time we are intimate I strip in front of her as she is fully clothed. As my dick is revealed she sees its small and can't help giggle and cover her mouth with her hand. She apologises whilst smirkimg and asks me my size. I tell her 4 inches as i look down at the floor in shame whilst blushing madly. She lifts my chin with her finger so i am looking at her in the eyes. She tells me its ok and it just means our relationship will be of a certain type.

I ask what she means (bearing in mind i am naked and she is clothed this whole time) and she says that I am a beta and will worship her. We will have an open relationship as she will need more manhood than i have. If i agree i need to nod which of course I do.

She then tells me that i will be naked whenever she asks for it going forward. She finds a measuring tape and measures me hard 4 inches long and 4 inches circumference whilst giggling and smirking and takes photos of my small hard cock with the tape measure showing my underwhelming stats. She informs me my little willy will never enter her body.

Our sex life becomes a round of me orally worshipping her pussy, ass, feet, armpits. She pisses in my mouth and demands i swallow her piss. She tells me her body is a temple and i am to worship it and everthing it produces. If im very good she lets me jerk off in from of her when she is clothed or gives me what she calls finger jobs (as my dick is too small for her to use her whole hand).

She then starts bringing other men home. All muscular with huge cocks. They fuck her balls deep in front of me as i kneel naked with my little dick pointing helplessly at the ceiling with a thumb and two fingers pathetically stroking it. She sucks and worships their superior manhoods and swallows their cum or spits it into my mouth to swallow. They cum in her pussy and she makes me perform cleanup whilst they watch and i swallow their superior seed and hope she doesn't get pregnant and have me raise these superior men's kids.

Day to day she has me lick the toilet seat, and clean her pussy when she pees. She will regulaly for fun have me lie on the floor below her to spit in my mouth. And she often has me naked around the house and will give my little willy a playful flick whenever the fancy takes her. She will use my face as a throne and facesit me. She will trample my small dick and balls and sometimes let me cum like this. She controls my orgasms and i am only allowed to cum when she says so. This way she completely controls me. Sometimes she will let me use a strap on on her and this is the closest to being in her i eber get.

I worship her with my whole being but particularly my mouth. She lovingly and playfully laughs at my beta body and now and again lets me know she has shown a female friend or colleague the picture of my puny genitals for a laugh and tells them that she is cucking me with alpha males. She eventuslly makes sure all our female friends, her female colleagues, and my female colleagues know about my undersized manhood and our cuckold relationship.

So to start i do have a small manhood and testicles but added to this I ejaculate prematurely and dont shoot, my cum just dribbles out of me. All of this makes me believe I have to fully accept and embrace I am a beta male and always will be. I also have a soft face with little jaw.

I have always been fascinated by sex and what women want. In my reserach i have come across the idea/fact that women want a 'masculine' man when ovulating: big jaw, big muscles, and i assume big cock. Whilst when in their less fertile phase prefer less 'masculine' men. This led me to beleive that women on a primal level want to be impregnated by big cocked masculine men and then have beta males raise their offspring.

This feeds into the cuckolding fetish many have and i wonder if not only women are hardwired to want to fuck Alpha males but be in long term realtionships with beta males but that also subconsciously males nnow this at a deeper level and beta males with small dicks and less masuline features are predisposed to have cuckolding urges to facilitate this primal dynamic?

What are anyone's thoughts?

I wondered who in your life knows you have a small manhood and who do you find it the most embarassing/humiliating to have know about your inadequacy?

For me my gf knows my 2 ex gfs know but the most humiliating for me is one of my ex gf outed me to my female friends one of whom I've always found attractive and the idea that she knows, will always know and had a laugh with me about it one time i find particularly humiliating/hot. I often think of her laughing at me in a cfnm style situation when jerking off. I sometimes wonder if she sees me as less of a man because of it as well.

Anyway, what's yours?

froze, this wasn't going to end well. Thankfully Denise came to my rescue (kind of) "Ah, he's shy," She explained to the others, "just how many women have you been physically intimate with?" I clear my throat and blush furiously "4" I mumble and avoid eye contact with the three goddesses whilst remembering that my last physical intimate moment had being licking and cleaning the pink arse hole of a woman sat at my table not more than a couple of hours ago. Sarah piped up at this point: "Arrrrrr, a real old fashioned gent by the sounds of it." "Well this has been most illuminating but I must get some rest for our conference tomorrow." Denise announced after a quiet couple of minutes in which everyone had been alone with their thoughts. "Good night dear colleagues." she laughed softly and waved goodnight as she approached the foyer. I look back as she's about to turn the corner and she is standing beckoning me with her finger to follow her. I must obey though who knows what fresh horrors she has in store. "I'm really tired too," I explain, "I better go to Bedfordshire myself." I chuckle at my own joke and Sandra and Sarah smile and say their good nights. I head toward the stairs and find Denise waiting for me. She beckons me to the lift and presses the button to my floor. She sashay's in front of me and waits for me to open my door. I fumble with the key in my nervousness and open the door to my dark room and turn on the light that still has the faint scent of female sex in the air. "Strip" Denise commands. I immediately start to remove my clothes though slowly as I am still getting used to being naked and vulnerable and not hiding my puny member from another's gaze. I pause momentarily at my trousers as in my underwear-less state they're my last barrier, and look into the deep brown eyes of Denise. She smirks and with her eyes motions me to remove my trousers. I pull them down and manage to resist the urge to cover my crotch. "We are learning aren't we?" Denise praises me, then continues, "I can't help but feel pity for you you know. You're quite cute, fit and smart but lack in the most quintessential area. The area that symbolises your masculinity." She wiggles her pinky finger at me again. I blush and... start to become aroused. Oh my god I enjoy her teasing and demeaning of my small penis. She notices and looks down at my hardening dick and then back to my face and smiles a victorious smile. "Now I realise that you didn't get the release that you had hoped to have this evening. And you will have release but it must be earned. And you have earned it in part by giving me head, licking under my arms and of course licking my arse hole. But every one of your ejaculations must be earned from now on. That includes the one you do by yourself. So I better not get an inkling that you have masturbated or there will be punishments." Punishments? I wonder; I don't fancy finding out about them. And earning ejaculations sounds like a hard task. "Can you still taste me in your mouth, on your tongue?" Denise interrupts my thoughts "No Miss." I respond quietly as I stand their completely naked and moderately aroused "Well that wont do for a beta sex servant now." She responds I stay silent and l keep looking down at my feet. Denise sits on my bed with a creak that makes me look up. "Kneel at my feet." She commands with a purr. I shuffle over to the bed and drop to my knees between her legs and look down at my crotch. "You missed out on your cleaning duties before Simon. You cleaned my sweaty armpits, and my urine soaked pussy, and my grimy arse hole (my dick twitches as she says this and I blush again), but we neglected my feet. A woman's feet are essential in the worship service of the female by the beta." Denise says this as she peels off her leggings.

Her skin in such a beautiful chocolate brown and is nice and smooth. She lifts up her left foot towards my face and I gaze worship-fully at the two-tone created by the pad and top of her foot. This brings me to full erect status, which portrays my utter adoration of her female form. "Lick and clean my toes first servant" She coos, "Then the whole sole of the foot, and then briefly the top. Then move onto the other foot. I May pleasure myself with my hand as you do this." At least there will be a nice visual and hopefully some beautiful orgasmic noises from her. I've never licked another person's foot before and feel it is a humiliating thing to be ordered to do, though not as demeaning as French licking arse. I take her foot in both hands and begin to suck on her toes. They are salty and taste like nothing I've tasted before. I realise I'm swallowing and ingesting the sweat and oils of a hot day's work off her feet like it's manna (and to me it actually is). I alternate sucking and licking and look up to Denise to see if I'm doing ok. She is smiling at me and her hand has just started to press through her dress to manipulate her button of pleasure as she revels in being worshiped by another human being. i carry on my obviously good work and make sure I clean in between her toes (a further degradation as here sweat has particularly collected and mixed with dirt). I move to the sole of her foot and glance up again to see her with her head facing up toward the ceiling and I think her eyes closed as she becomes lost in the moment. All this time my poor un-serviced dick is as hard as it gets and is begging to be touched, though I do not dare. I finish her left foot and repeat my worship of her right foot. As I reach the ankle of her right leg she softly tells me to stop. "Good boy." She encourages "You're a natural worshiper." I blush, which she enjoys. "I think this is the time for you to learn the giving of a full oral wash." She explains. I blink and stay quiet. "You have done the first part, the feet." She continues to explain, "next the armpits, then the lower back, then (she smiles mischievioulsy) the arse hole, and finally the thighs and vagina. Which you lick and suck until I tell you to stop. Is that understood my beta male?" I look up from my lowly position into her beautiful face with the round nose, deep brown eyes, big lips and pearly white teeth, framed with lovely curly black hair; and nod my head. She stand and towers above my naked form before motioning me to stand. "Armpits." She commands I lick and taste fresh sweat and become intoxicated by her pheromones that must be unconsciously telling me that she is fertile and attractive. My dick is still at full attention and is now leaking pre-cum as I clean under her arms and meet that rasp of stubble. I repeat my work on the other armpit and find my poor mouth has gone dry. "May I have a drink please Miss." My dry throat croaks out. "Indeed you may and I think this is a perfect opportunity to induct you further into the role." Denise explains "Go and lie in the bath with your head at the foot end and await me." "Yes Miss." I respond, mystified to what purpose I am doing this. Am I to drink from the bath tap? why? But if so, then why the end away from the taps? I walk over and switch the bathroom light on, which starts the whirring fan on its way. I climb into the tum and lie down on my back as I've been instructed. It's cold and I start to shiver and my willy softens and retracts into my nude body as I wait. Some moments go by and Denise enters the bathroom. "You remember my telling you that everything a woman's body produces is worshipful to the male?" She asks raising her eyebrows. "Yes Miss" I respond starting to dread what she might be up to. "You have already sampled my urine, my piss. Now you are to have a full drink." She finishes and smiles at me victoriously. "Drink your urine Miss!?" a mortal supplicant begging the goddess that towers above him. "I am going to urinate on your face and into your mouth and you are going to drink as much as you can. I f I think you are holding back there shall be dire consequences." I can only stare up at her in terror as I remember the video she has of me pathetically wanking my clearly under developed willy whilst watching porn and moaning our colleague's name. I open my mouth to show my obedience. Denise smiles triumphantly and lifts her dress and pulls down her knickers. "Open wide as you can little man." She steps right up to the bath, lifts her dress to expose her shapely muscular legs and her pink moist pussy and engorged clitoris. The stream of yellow piss lands on my nose at first until Denise adjusts her aim. It's body warm and gross. It's now going in my mouth, Oh GOD. I swallow desperately, my first mouth full of another human being's piss and open wide to receive more and more. I'm drinking the piss of a woman. A woman is pissing on my face. With the last few drops I open my eyes to see a grinning Denise holding her phone videoing the most degrading act I've ever performed. "Say cheese my little piss drinker!" I swallow my last mouth full and close my eyes again. There's now a video of me being pissed on and enthusiastically drinking that piss. Gasping to recover my breath, my penis starts getting hard again (the traitor that shows everything that turns me on without my control). The bitch had held in all the urine from the drinking session we had before. This is the first time I actually feel angry towards her. But I cannot show it, the punishment would be too great. "Miss, I need to know that there are limits to what you will make me do." I'm amazed at my boldness as I lie prone beneath her gaze. "Do you servant." she responds mildly lowering her phone, "What kind of limits did you have in mind? "Please don't make me eat shit. Or do anything homosexual. It would be too much." I look away from her, then back pleadingly. "Lucky for you little man I'm not into scat but you'll have to be specific what you mean about homosexual." She raises her eyebrows in a question. "Please don't make me be penetrated or penetrate or provide or receive oral sex from a man, please." I beg almost on the verge of tears. "Ok SD, I'll respect these boundaries, but everything else is fair game." Denise responds smiling. "Yes Miss." "It takes a lot of erm... balls," Denise looks down at my shriveled maleness, "to bargain when you've just drunk your first load of piss and your puny penis is on full display." "Do you still want to have the orgasm you have waited hours for?" she continues. "Yes please!" I beg lying covered in her urine, naked. "Have a quick rinse, leave the face and join me back in the bedroom in no less than one minute." Denise commands "Yes Miss." Denise turns to leave giving me an eye full of her gorgeous arse. I turn on the shower and do my best to rinse of her piss from my naked body. The shower wont warm up, it is cold right until I get out and my poor penis has shrunk to its smallest, where it actually almost completely reenters my body. There are no towels (she must have removed them) so I enter the bedroom cold and dripping and resisting the urge to cover my genitals. "Good boy not to cover," Denise flashing her smile , "when I know displaying your meager genitals at their most pathetic must be excruciating." I nod and look down at my feet that are squirming in acute embarrassment. My body that I have been embarrassed about all my life. And which I've tried to keep hidden as much as possible is open to a beautiful woman's gaze. And she openly denigrates it and uses it against me. "Why don't you lie down on the bed SD." She 'asks'. I go to lie down on the bed as she stands and watches. I lie flat on my back and await her next commands. "Lie still and receive me." Denise still covered on top but naked below the waist approaches the bed and then climbs to straddle me just below my face. "Oral service will be you main act of worship beta." "Yes Miss" I respond excitedly. Denise moves forward so her vagina lips press against my reddened overworked lips. I start to lick and remember that there are the last droplets of her piss she is offering to me. After a minute of licking she turns about, giving me a great view of her as I lie prone. and presents her arse to my face. I wondered how long it would be before she made me do what I had found the most humiliating (though being pissed on and drinking her piss at least equaled it). "More arse worship for you little man." And my poor cock twitches. Denise lowers her curvy arse and spreads her cheeks, so I start to lick and probe with my tongue. Denise moans and shifts about, rubbing her bum all over my helpless face. mouth and tongue. I orally worship her bum for what feels like 5 or so minutes before she raises herself off me. I am breathing deeply trying to get more air. "That got me all wet SD." She praises, "Another orgasm for me and you get your release." She now turns back around and lowers her pink and engorged lips and clit onto my mouth. God she's gorgeous. This time after I have sucked her clit like its a dick for a minute or two she aggressively fucks my face and covers me in her juices. She is fucking my face and my poor neglected dick points toward her in a salute to her, as her moans become deeper and louder (can the people in the neighbouring rooms hear this). She orgasms and cums, really cums. Denise is a squirter and absolutely drenches me and the pillows in her female cum. I drink in as much as I can both enjoying it and instinctively knowing that that is what I'm supposed to do. Denise slumped over me in post-orgasmic relief. Squashing me down and covering my head in soft, pungent female flesh. "I suppose you've earned your release now little man." she eventually said. Denise gets up off me and the fresh air cools my juice glistened face. I sit up thankful to have her weight off me and thanking my lucky stars that I get to be sexual with a woman after all this time. Denise is grinning at me. "Ooooo but first I want a measurement of you in all your hee hem, glory." I open my mouth in shock as Denise unrolls a cloth tape measure her bra. "On your knees beta and lets see exactly what you are packing." Denise holds the tape the the base of my erection at the top and lines it up. "3 inches!" "Ha ha ha ha ha, how adorably pathetic." She continues to laugh in my beetroot red face. "It's a bit more than 3." I say defensively looking down Denise bursts out laughing anew, "You need to sat a bit more for a pathetic scrap of pride." "Do you like Star Wars SD?" She says suddenly her eyes bright with pleasure. "Yes miss." I answer thinking is this a princess Leia question. continuing she says, "I have new nickname for you: SD3i" "Yes, Small dick, 3 inches." And she bursts into laughter once more. "Everytime I call you that I will be reminding you and hopefully for you unknown to others, broadcasting your pathetic measurement and size." "Now for some photos SD3I" I'm still erect and actually reacting to her taunting by twitching now and again. She gets her trusty phone from the bed where its been resting and motions me to hold the measuring tape in place. She takes the picture and giggles, then decides to take another picture with her little finger alongside my dick. Oh no, it is actually the same length and not much thinner than my boyness. And my dick twitches again as her hand is achingly close to my genitals.

"You know a couple of your previous 'partners' gave you a pity handjob after they discovered that you would be unable to satisfy them during intercourse?" she asks still smiling. "Yes Miss." I answer as my erection twitches in pleasure (I'm being turned on by her verbal humiliation now) "Well, in keeping with their approach whilst respecting that all sexual activity you engage in should be worshipful to females. I am going to give you your first footjob." She grins. At first I thought she had said blowjob and my surprise must have registered on my moistened face. "No honey." A female doesn't orally worship unless its a magnificent specimen of a member." She continued. "A footjob miss?" I ask nervously. "Yes like a handjob but with my feet. And instead of me doing the work you shall thrust your pinky," Denise wiggles her little finger at me again, "pecker in between my feet and around my toes until you cum." A great grin flashes across her pretty face again. She sits on the bed with her legs in front of her and feet almost together and awaits me. This is so humiliating but I need to cum (I have serious blue balls at this point) and need to obey the woman who can expose my little secret and make me a laughing stock. So I shuffle forward upon my knees, the soft duvet crunching beneath me. And use my left hand to place my erect penis in between her feet. "No more hands now SD, just thrusts and movements with your hips."She croons. I realise this will make me feel even less in control and make me look ridiculous. I nod and start to gently thrust my dick into and around her feet, "Peel back your foreskin." Denise commands. I obey and continue to thrust as Denise occasionally curls her toes to squeese my very sensitive cock head. This feels both amazing and sensitive to the point where I want to pull away, but I daren't. Every now and again I look into her eyes and she is grinning and I think trying not to laugh at the pathetic spectacle I must be making. It's not long until I reach the point of no return. "Stop thrusting but keep your peenie on my feet." Denise suddenly commands. I immediately obey her powerful commanding voice. I cannot stop myself cumming but some of the satisfaction is lost as I have no pressure on me as it dribbles out onto her beautiful toes. "Only a dribbler too," She pulls a mock sad face, "which makes you that bit inferior to other small penis losers who can at least shoot." My face burns with the added humiliating taunt as my semen dribbles uselessly onto her feet. "Now eat your meager offering and clean your Mistress's feet." She demands. I lower my face to her feet and start licking away my semen. It has a strange salty taste with a smooth almost oil like texture. It coats my tired tongue and the inside of my mouth and creates a slight tingling in my mouth. My sperm that though is upon a female is not inside her and is another wasted load, like all the others I've ever dribbled into the world.

Simon's story continues and he reaches new lows in debasing himself in desperation to keep his 'little' secret safe I was on my knees, the carpet uncomfortable on my skin as i gasped in breath and tasted fully the juices of the woman standing over my naked body. "Good boy." Denise crooned, as i looked up into her grinning pretty face. "We're supposed to go and meet the others for a drink but with my new discovery," she looks down at my erect but small penis and smiles even wider, "I haven't had time to wash." "My pussy has been taken care of but my armpits could do with being clean." "And it would be a shame not to have them cleaned in the same manner as my vagina." "Lick me servant." a soft but un-countermandable order from my (now) boss. She removes her shirt as I stand to reveal a white vest that covers her torso and abdomen. And here was me thinking I was going to get to see her intimidatingly large breasts in the flesh. I lean forward with my tongue sticking out and make contact with her right armpit. There is some body odor and some salty sweat for me to lap up, and to my chagrin my penis that had softened some as I got up ready to lick her, is now fully erect as I am intoxicated in her body's scent. I make sure I cover the whole area and lick up all the sweat and grime that has built up there. Her armpit is well shaved but there is still enough of a stubble to give a stark contrast between her lovely soft skin and her rough body hair. When i am done with one I look up into her face for approval (Instinctively understanding that I need to stoop to stop myself standing taller than her). She is smiling and motions to her other armpit. So like a good servant I give my oral services to her other armpit with the same conscientiousness. And as I finish and look into her beautiful brown eyes again she commands me to go back on my knees. Of course I comply and as I am going to kneel I stare at her well licked lips and bush, before looking down at her pedicured feet with my stiffy pointing up at her in vain hope.

"When I have a quick wash I wash under my arms, my crotch and my bum." Denise explains. "You're such a good oral servicer that I think you need to finish the job." She continues She turns around, her long, black curly hair flowing in the air, and i get the first glimpse of her arse. It's beautiful, with that lovely feminine shape that flows from a slimmer middrift and curves out around the hips. She has a lovely hour glass figure. I take in all the beauty in front of me a Denise Spreads her arse cheeks apart to expose her pink hole. I've never seen another person expose themselves like this, nevermind be asked to kiss and clean it. "We haven't much time Simon." She warns "Yes Miss." I respond quietly I shuffle forward creating small friction burns on my knees and press my lips to her left cheek. I start to kiss and gently lick around the cheek and pay particular care to the part where the skin folds slightly so I get all the of the sweat and grime of the day off her. I then repeat my efforts on the other cheek and lean back away from her. "What are you doing pet?" Denise asks "I've cleaned your bum Miss." I blush as I answer "Not like a good oral servant does." Denise sounds cross "You must clean the hole and clean it well, or certain women may get a free film viewing." An image of beautiful Sandra and pretty Sarah laughing and holding their hand up to their faces as they watch a video of me masturbating and oh god... saying Sandra's name as my thumb and two fingers stroke and roll my puny member. Denise has turned around and after glancing at her pussy I look into her face that is no longer smiling. "Beta males are the complete servants of all women who know their status. Now french kiss my arse and clean it and taste it with your tongue." She whirls back around making her flowing hair fling round and I am once more confronted by her ample feminine bum. She spreads her cheeks and awaits my virgin tongue. I lean forward and with no pre-amble as I respond to the fear of exposure, and resist the feelings of disgust and humiliation that threaten to make me cry like a little boy. I plant my pink tongue in her pink A-hole. The taste isn't that bad really, but the humiliation of french kissing and cleaning another person's arse hole make this the most degrading thing I've ever done. And knowing the consequences of not pleasing Denise I lick and probe with vigour. "Very good my beta male." She croons, "keep going and wander is it so horrible to lick a woman's arse when you were so eager to lick her vagina after she had taken a piss and not wiped." It sinks in that the first taste I got when I ate her out was different (but not unpleasant) from the juices that flowed later. I have licked up another's piss and sweat and now god knows what from her bum hole. And my raging hard-on testifies that despite the deep feelings of humiliation, I am definitely turned on. Am I just a desperate pervert? After another minute or so Denise seems satisfied that her arse and arse hole are clean and motions with her hand on top of my head to stop. She turns to face me again as I look down at her feet, too mortified to make eye contact with a person whose arse hole I've just kissed and cleaned thoroughly. Denise chuckles. "Look up SD, yes SD I like that it could stand for Simon Dunn, or Small Dick. Between you and me it will mean Small Dick. So every time I address you as SD you can remember that a woman knows about your little secret." I look up to see her wiggling her pinky finger (as a small penis sign) again and smiling like a cheshire cat that has found the cream. I swallow hard and wander when this humiliating nightmare will end. "That was the first time you've provided analingus isn't it SD?" I guess the meaning of the word from its similarity to cunnilingus and anal. "Yes Miss." I nod and have to resist looking down in shame again. Denise compounds my shame by reminding me: "You'll forever be a person who has french kissed and with your tongue cleaned another person's arse hole." I blush furiously that I can be forever labelled an arse licker with no metaphorical meaning needed. "You'll also always have a small penis that renders you inferior to all your bigger brothers and a servant to all your sisters in humanity." She states with relish but not malice. "Now we must finish getting ready to go for a drink with Sarah and... Sandra." Denise winks as she says Sandra's name. Denise goes to the bathroom to get her other clothes and I go to get past her to go in and she plants an arm on the door frame to bar me entry. "Where you going SD?" "I was going to have a wash and clean my teeth." I answer confused "Have you been told your're allowed to clean off?" Denise asks "No Miss." And I hang my head in shame again "Everything, EVERTHING that a woman's body produces and is made up of is worshipful to a beta male. Understand SD?" She raises her eyebrows as she asks. "Yes Miss." I answer truthfully as I secretly agree with her in my heart. Denise continues: "You must spend this evening around your beautiful colleagues with pussy juice on your face and the taste of my sweat and arse in your mouth." "Yes Miss." As whisper as my softening dick leaps slightly I think Denise notices as she places her finger under my chin to direct my gaze to her face again and I notice her glance down at my crotch and smirk. "Oh and no underwear for you dear." she commands I silently get dressed minus my underwear and watch Denise finish dressing. She is really beautiful. I would never have considered her as a potential partner due to the age gap and her intimidating feminine physique. I like Sandra's slim straight body shape (I read a lot of Women's articles online. I think for homework so I can understand women better) and small breasts. "Ready SD?" She asks as she pulls up her zip. "Yes Miss." I answer "This is our secret now so remember to call me Miss only when we're alone or I direct you."

I nod and we head out of my door into the landing. We take the lift and and head to the bar. Sarah and Sandra are already their with a half drunk drink each. Sarah is wearing a classy navy blue dress that accentuates her breasts, and her short blonde hair frames her face with the adorable geek glasses. Sandra is wearing a bottle green outfit that seems to disguise her figure and her rich red mane flows down like a waterfall catching a summer sunset and covers most of the frame of her secretarial glasses. "Where have you two been?" Sarah exclaims "Oh, we just had to clean up." Denise responds and smiles whilst avoiding eye contact with me. I blush as i visualise my face planted in her round arse and remember the vaginal fluids that have dried on my face. And I look at Sandra who is looking at me oddly, even with a little hostility. Sarah doesn't bat an eye. "SD just mentioned we should use this opportunity to get drunk on company money." Denise carries on "SD? I've never heard Simon called that before." Sarah observes and raises her blonde eyebrows "Yeah we had a nice chat where we got to know each other better and I like giving nice people nicknames." Answers Denise. I get another dark look form Sandra before Sarah says: "SD, I like it!" "I suppose it's his initials." She points out the obvious. "Yeah that's true." Answers Denise with a smile. "No let's get some drinks in!" Denise changes the subject We all get G and T's and find a table to sit at. The girls start talking about the other people in the bar. Complementing some women's outfits and criticising others. They also start talking about the men and rate their attractiveness as if I wasn't there. Sandra joins in with some energy at this point. Pointing out a few men who are obviously well toned. "Look at the bulge on that one." Denise says pointing at one of the lucky few chosen by Sandra. Three sets of female eyes dart to his crotch and Sarah's mouth forms an O of surprise, whilst Sandra smiles broadly and her skin reddens a touch. I clear my throat and swallow. "Oh sorry Hun," Denise says exaggeratedly "I forgot it wasn't just us girls." "Though a male perspective would be interesting to us." "Yeah, yeah it would!" Sarah claps excitedly. I clear my throat again. "Well he is good looking to be sure. He obviously works out and..." I tail off "Yes and?" Denise raises her eyebrows and commands with me with her eyes I clear my throat again and turn red "I guess he does have a large bulge down there, if that's your thing" I finish, and make sure not to make eye contact with any of them (why the hell did I add that to the end). "Your thing? women almost invariably are drawn to the idea of the larger male." Sarah titters, answers for the group. "Though a nice average man can be better in a relationship." she adds "Do you think so Sarah?" Asks Denise "I suppose all men have their place don't they." Denise smirks as she looks at me. Sandra is quiet throughout this exchange and looks a bit uncomfortable. We get more drinks and we talk about work and I actually forget the situation I am in and that I am under the thumb of a dominant woman who is sat round the table with the knowledge that I have an undersized dick and am a chronic masturbator who is nearly a virgin and has admitted to being given pity handjobs by past partners who so rejected his meagre manhood that they wouldn't have intercourse with him. Except his first virgin partner who could barely feel his litttle wang despite her inexperience. And she had been keen to not repeat the experience.

We've been at the bar for a few hours and last orders has come and gone. We're all pretty drunk and enjoying ourselves. "We shouldn't let the bar closing spoil out fun," Sarah smiles, "Let's go back to mine and carry on with the mini-bar." "You have mini-bar?!" Denise cries. "A perk of being the bosses favourite i guess." Sarah says winking. "Sure, i would like to get to know my colleagues better." Sandra chimes in "Great!" Denise adds. We follow (staggering ever so slightly) Sarah to the lift, along a landing and to her room. After jangling the key card around a bit we spill into the room, which is much nicer than mine. Furnished in a richer style with nicer soft furnishings and yes a mini bar. Sarah is already at it and pouring fresh drinks for us. "So what did you find out about mysterious, quiet SD Denise?" Sandra asks, now more confident after a few drinks. "Well you know in the office people have wondered if he was gay, as he's never hit on any of the women?" Denise answers. They all look at me as I blush again. "Well he isn't, he's just shy and old fashioned I guess." She continues. Sandra looks at me and smiles slightly, "Arrrrrr, cute." Sarah exclaims unhelpfully. "Sorry about talking about all the men downstairs I thought if you were gay you wouldn't mind joining in." Sarah continues. "I feel embarassed that we compared their bulges in front of you." she leers a bit and glances at my crotch. "Iiiit's fine really." I stutter. "I don't suppose you have anything to worry about. I tall guy like you with erm.. big feet and hands." Sarah exclaims I blush deeper red and don't answer. Sandra intervenes (to save me I think) at this point and says we should play truth or dare so we can find out about each other. "What a great idea!" Denise quickly declares, "We should defitnetly get to know one another better." and smiles wickedly at me

The game starts off in a pretty tame fashion. We ask each other if there are people we don't like at work etc. but then... Denise: "So SD, who have you got a work crush on?" She smiles wickedly again. I'm caught off guard and can't stop myself looking at Sandra, before collecting myself and looking down embarrassed. "Ah come on we're all friends here." Sarah encourages. I look at Sandra and she is blushing. I look at Denise who nods and looks at me in a way that clearly communicates she commands me to tell. "Well... I don't know if there is just one lady that o think is beautiful." I stall, "You are all beautiful women in the office." I finish lamely "Arrrr how sweet but no dodging the question, unless it's forfeit time?" Sarah answers for the girls. "I'll take a forfeit." I say quickly. Denise licks her lips. "Very well SD." Denise answers with a tone that suggests I may regret this, "Sarah did you change underwear when you got changed?" Sarah looks shocked then mischievous: " As a matter of fact I did. I didn't want my boring work knickers on so I put on one of my sexy laced numbers." "I think the forfeit should be that SD has to put them on and keep them on for the rest of the time we're away at this conference." Denise smiled maliciously at me. In testament to the amount of alcohol Sarah had had she thought the idea hilarious and quickly agreed and went to fetch the underwear. Sandra again had been quiet and looked a bit embarrassed for me. I was mortified but knew I had to obey Denise or be exposed as a small penis loser. Sarah came back with her knickers. They were black and basic and wouldn't leave much room in the crotch area. "Here you go SD." She said as she handed them to me. I take them and go to head for the bathroom. Denise clears her throat: "Where do you think you're going?" "You are to change right here. You can face away from us so we can look at your cute bum and you can keep any other secrets secret." She commands I look round at all three of them sat next to each other in a line now in shock. Sandra has perked up at this point and no longer looks embarrassed for me or herself. Sarah is grinning and Denise sat slightly behind them surreptitiously hold up a hand with her thumb and forefinger an inch apart in the universal small penis gesture and grins widely too.

i turn my back to them (my god I'm exposing myself to three work colleagues though at least they won't see my puny member.) I pull down my trousers exposing my bare arse to the watching women. They all laugh and clap and one of them whistles (probably Sarah). "He wasn't wearing any underwear!" Sarah whispers loudly "Perhaps he's more kinky and less shy than we first thought." This is excurciating as in my nervous and slightly drunk state I fumble with putting on the knickers exposing my bum more and possibly a part of my sack. There's a snigger as I get accostomed to the feeling of soft cotton on tightly drawn accross my genitals. I put my trousers back on and go back to sit with the women. "You are a good sport SD!" Sarah congratulates me, "And nice buns too." she winks. "Shame we didn't find out about his work crush though." Denise intones. "Oh well on with the game," "It's your go SD to ask." I clear my throat: "Denise have you had sex with anyone from work?" I ask daring and hoping to get back at her. She looks nonplussed: "Barry our line manager, Steve in HR, and Tyrone on the board." "Really, Barry and Steve?" Sarah asks shocked. "Tyrone I can understand, what a hunk, but Barry and Steve?" "Yeah well Tyrone is selfish but a hunk in EVery way." Denise answers, "And Barry and Clive have positions that are useful to have friends in." she finishes "I know what you mean Denise. But I went straight for the top." Sarah revealed, uncalled for. "Ken got me this nice room for instance." She looks at Denise knowingly. "Right my turn!" Denise raises her voice "Sandra how many sexual partners have you had?" Poor Sandra's pale creamy skin has turned bright and she looks down at her knees in front of her. "12 I think." She admits quietly "Would never have guessed such a shy doe would be so experienced. Good for you Sandra." Sarah encourages, "Your turn." Sandra: "How many partners have you had Simon?"

I wrote this few part story a few years ago but never posted them on reddit. Hope you enjoy 🙂

The journey down on the train had been ok. My colleagues had chatted and gossiped most of the way whilst I read. We were attending a seminar on management (yawn), but that meant we were away from work for a couple of day and got to stay in a reasonably nice hotel. I was going to have a room to myself and was looking forward to some space from my colleagues, though they were nice to be around I was now feeling pretty horny and in need or release. And no wonder I was approaching my 27th birthday and two of my colleagues on the trip were in their twenties also: One, Sarah a blonde with medium sized breasts, shortish, wore geek glasses (that I like on a girl) and is nice and plump. Another Sandra, a red head, tall and slim with A or B cup sized boobs, glasses, and the most amazing legs (she was my work crush). The third was a lady I hadn't worked with much before called Denise. She was of mixed heritage, Carribean and English, in her mid thirties, with big boobs and a nice curvy body and large butt. They had spent the journey either playing cards with me accross a table. Providing some nice images as they all wore clothes that showed plenty of cleavage. And when not playing cards they had gossiped amongst themselves whilst I read and covertly checked them out.

So we arrived at the station and shared a taxi to the hotel. The receptionist was a cute brunette with small boobs and a pretty face. My colleagues and I parted ways to find our separate rooms and quickly agreed to meet for a drink in a couple of hours. I was relieved to now have some time to myself. I walked up the stairs (I try to stay in shape and rarely use lifts) to the 3rd floor to find my room. Room 37, this was it. I opened the door and dropped my bag on the freshly laundered bed whose head rested on the same wall as the door, and scoped out the room. It was clean, white walls, bedding and nice cream carpet (that must have been a nightmare to keep clean). There was a small armchair in the corner, an en-suite shower room and toilet. Exhaling and stretching I realise now is the time to take care of my built up tension. I open my black leather travel bag and find my laptop case containing the much needed headphones as well as the laptop. Logging in I discover that the hotel wifi is fast and ideal for my forthcoming activities. I start to surf around on my usual haunts until I find a great video of a red head woman being taken doggy style by a handsome white guy with the obligatary elephant trunk in between his legs. I move the laptop to one side on the bed, pull my trousers and boxers off. I stand to take my shirt and jumper off and decide to remove my socks too. It feels so good to be naked and i enjoy the sensation o the deep carpet on my soles and toes. I make sure my door is locked, lie back on the bed, apply my headphones and get down to business. Stroking my member with my thumb and two fingers, I quickly become erect and start to leak pre-cum. within a couple of minutes the red head is panting hard and making delightful female sounds of pleasure. I close my eyes and just listen to her satisfied moans as i continue to luxiourisly stroke my cock. My breathing deepens and I start to moan Sandra's name as I imagine her and me in the places of the actors and the wonderful build-up of my orgasm approaches. I open my eyes to take in the sight of the red head being quite roughly taken now with both him and her clearly approaching climax. then I notice a small movement in my peripheral vision, I turn my head; cock in hand to find myself gaping at my colleague holding a phone clearly filming me. It's Denise in a shirt and jeans, and she has a menacing grin on her face. As soon as I make eye contact she bursts out laughing whilst still maintaining the phone position on me. I freeze for a moment before covering my crotch with my hands whilst apologising and reaching with my left hand to stop the video with its orgasmic sound track playing. I'm apologising though I'm in my own room doing something private in what I thought was privacy (In double checking the door I must have unlocked it).

She sniggers and in her rich voice says: "When I go to see a show, I like to watch it to the last act." I mumble and apologise again and then rally: "Could you please leave and give me my privacy please." I manage to say pretty firmly after clearing my throat. "That would be a shame," she croons with a grin of pearly white teeth, "I was enjoying myself and was willing to keep this newly produced film to myself." "What do you mean?" I quaver as my dick softens and shrinks under my hands Responding in an almost sympathetic tone of voice "Well this is far too good material to keep to myself." she steps closer to the bed. "I wonder what Sarah and particularly Sandra," her eyes light up on saying that name, "will make of the evidence that we have a small dicked colleague who they should forget about as a mate due to his inadequacy and obvious compulsive masturbation habits." She looks down at this point to my crotch and I burn red in the face and then look down at my hands in my lap. "Now you know your position, I can get on with teaching you your place." My place? I wonder and swallow loudly "Now to finish the show." She exclaims and taps her thigh like a clap, as she continues to hold the phone to film me. I realise I have little choice and hope that if I comply with her request then that might be the last of it and the humiliation will be contained. I remove my hands and the sight of my shrunken manhood causes a guffaw to escape Denise, and she moves to stand at the foot of the bed to get a new and better angle. "Open your legs." She commands softly I open them and start to stroke my soft small cock, I'm nervous and am struggling to get an erection. "Arrrr, do you have stage fright little one" and she wiggles her pinky finger at me in the universal small penis gesture and smiles a lovely wide smile, "Play the video again and think of sultry Sandra and your desire for her." I reach over, press play and continue pulling on my dick. The video and thought of Sandra definitely help my cause, but strangely the wiggle of the finger by Denise caused a confusing feeling of joint humiliation and arousal too. I'm soon leaking pre-cum as I stroke myself with thumb and two fingers whilst my other hand massages my balls. I'm soon closing my eyes as I get lost in the moment and approach orgasm. I'm nearly there... "Stop!" Denise commands sharply. I immediately obey the strong female voice and even squeeze my cock tightly unconsciously to stop my self ejaculating. "I have remembered that this isn't just about the show anymore, and is about you learning your place." Denise muses out loud. "My place Miss?" I stutter Miss where the hell did that come from? "I see you're already getting the hang of it." raising an eyebrow and smiling again, " Address me as Miss from now on." "Your place you see and probably know deep down is that of a beta male." she explains I blink and stare not knowing what to say as my dick softens again as pre-cum dribbles down to my thigh. "You have a fit body but a small penis." She calmly states with no malice. She's lowered the camera and is looking down on me imperiously but also almost nonchalantly. "And you fantasise about being able to perform and please like a real, alpha male like in the video, but don't act on your desires knowing that you couldn't possibly," She looks pointedly at my crotch at this point, "measure up." I hang my head in shame and start to cover up my pathetic shrunken boyhood. "Ah, ah, ah." she wags her index finger at me, "You now are to obey me and to ask my permission to cover up or go to the toilet, or do anything really."

I nod and uncover my shriveled shame and a small tear even collects at the corner of my eye as my shame and humiliation become overwhelming. "Oh honey, I know it's a raw deal," Denise coddles and walks and sits at the foot of the bed, "but you still have a place with women. Under them and pleasing them." I look up, into her eyes and see she is genuinely sorry for me. The pity softens me, but also adds to my humiliation. "What future do I have with what I've got?" I plead with both voice and look. "Well you see," Denise look brightens and looks hopeful, "All women only truly want and deserve an alpha male who is fine specimen in every way." She explains as she glances at my penis again. "But Alpha males get cocky and full of pride in the knowledge of their superior position and they will not do all the things a woman needs to receive to be pleased." I raise my eyebrows in a questioning look. "They rarely orally pleasure a woman and will not submit to her, which is the right of all women who are in truth superior to all men, even alpha males." I swallow hard and stare into her deep brown eyes in silence. "So as you now know you'll get to sexually interact with women, which must be better than the constant wanking you're used to." she juts out her lower lip and looks down at my flaccid member I raise my eyebrows at this as I feel a glimmer of hope. "It hadn't escaped our notice that you haven't had a girlfriend since working at the company and we had wondered if you were gay and in denial. Which would have been fine, but now I know the truth. You just know that you are completely inadequate material as a lover." Denise stands up on the bathroom side of the bed and I think I get a whiff of her arousal as she raises herself up. "Now, go to the foot of the bed and get on your knees." Her tone and look command me. I stand up, remembering not to follow my natural instinct to cover myself up, walk to the end of the bed with my limp member bobbing side to side embarrassingly (that i notice brings a smile to Denise's face), and kneel at the foot of the bed facing her. "I'll be back in a minute." She grins mischievously. I hear her use the toilet, which arouses me and a few moments later she re-enters the room wearing her shirt but nothing else. I can't quite see her vagina from my position but the view is still spectacular. My penis starts to harden and raise itself up. Denise looks down "A salute from my new toy; how nice." She walks so she now stands over me and I can look up her shirt and gaze at her pink Labia and can smell her moistened sex. I unsurprisingly become fully erect. "When was the last time you got to see a woman like this in real life?" I swallow hard again. "A few years." I mutter. "So what happened honey?" she asks the dreaded question "Well... I erm had a girlfriend after a couple of years of being single and after a few months of my resisting to become intimate I gave in to her requests and we were going to have sex. I made sure the room was dark so she wouldn't..." "See your pathetic boyness?" Denise finishes for me. "Yyyes, so she wouldn't see me." I continue "Say that you kept the room dark to stop her seeing your pathetic, inadequate symbol of your masculinity." Denise interrupts I look up into her beautiful eyes and smiley face. "I kept the room dark so Michelle wouldn't see my pathetic, inadequate symbol of my masculinity." I mumble in obedience "Did the ruse work?" she asked clearly interested. "No." I look down again and catch sight of my now softening cock. "I went down on her and got to glory in her beautiful body," I swallow and my dick begins to harden again at the visual memory, "and I think I did a good job, but as soon as she felt my penis she cleared her throat, I think she stifled a laugh and told me she felt quite tired and would give me quick release and maybe we could do it in the morning. She gave me a quick hand job which made me spurt my cum over her fingers, which she wiped off on my shirt before rolling over and going to sleep." I look up again and see Denise smiling wickedly. "She gave you a pity hand job?" She asked but not really as a question "Yes Miss." I reply and look down at her feet, which are beautiful and keep me erect "Tom," she wonders, "Are you a virgin?" I look up into her eyes again, and see a look of incredulity on her face. "No," I answer quickly, "but I've only had sex once." "Not with Michelle by the sounds of it?" she asks "No," I look down at her feet again, "With my first girlfriend I had when I was 19." "She was 18 and had saved herself and we were both each others first." "Why did you only do it once?" Denise asks with a hint of mischievousness in her voice. "Because," I swallow in humiliation, "she said she couldn't really feel it." This causes Denise to giggle and hold her hand over her mouth. She seems genuinely embarrassed for me. "She was a virgin and still couldn't feel your boyhood inside her?" she asks in a high pitched voice I shake my head and look back down defeated. This whole time a weird thing is happening: I'm getting that confusing feeling of arousal and humiliation at the same time and my dick sports another small stream of pre-cum. "And I guess you were wearing a condom?" she asks I nod and look down at her feet again. She surprises me with the next question and I look back into her face quickly. "Where did you find a condom that fitted your small penis?" I blush and mumble "On the internet, I had already tried... wanking with a normal sized one and could tell it was too baggy on me and I didn't want an unwanted pregnancy so I found a site that sells different sizes." Denise lifts her had to her mouth again: "You had to order especially small condoms to fit your tiny dick?" she bursts out laughing "Can you imagine the look of the women there when they receive another request and the personal details of another shrimp dick thinking he might get lucky and in his desperation has to order small condoms?" She guffaws again. My cock stays hard through all this, I'm turned on, oh god...

"How many girlfriends have you had?" she asks when she can collect herself. "Three Miss." I respond "Is that because you have a tiny dick?" she teasingly asks "Yes Miss." I respond in defeat "Did the others at least give you pity hand jobs?" she becomes interested again "Yes Miss, and the 2nd one made me eat my cum of her hand." why the hell did I tell her that!? Denise is chuckling again. "It seems you've already come across a woman who knew your place in relation to her. And all this talk of your humiliating sex history has got me all wet." She says ending in a breathy voice as she lifts up her shirt, and it is clear by her moistened pussy that she is very turned on. "Now you get to pleasure a female again." She states as if it is a great treat, which honestly it is. "Eat me beta dick." she moans She is standing and I have to raise myself up on my knees. I grab her curvy buttocks in my hands and start to delicately lick her labia and around her clitoris... which is engorged and is the biggest I've seen. It looks like a small penis its so big. I suck on it like I'm giving a blowjob and even bob my head up and down. Her nectar has a taste of iron and something I can't describe, I love it. "hmmm you're a natural honey and you now have experienced my Clit which is almost as big as your pathetic penis." she moans out. I carry on orally servicing her and bring my tongue down to probe into her vaginal opening. Which hungrily swallows my tongue and gives me the sense that this is the biggest vagina I've come across. Before moving back slowly to suck on her clit. Denise orgasms powerfully on my mouth and face whilst struggling to stay standing. She holds my face to her pussy and pants as she comes down from her orgasm. She releases me and the air cools my pussy juice saturated face.

This took place at work when an older colleague of mine (a friend) mused what it would be like to have a penis for a day. My other younger, mixed race colleague (who i think is very attractive) said "I would love to do the helicopter with it."

Older colleague calmly said "Not all men would be able to do the helicopter with theirs."

Younger colleague "I would as I'm black."

I was silent throughtout this exchange.

Younger colleague turns to me "You could do the helicopter couldn't you?"

I blushed and fumbled a non answer which i realised gave me away straight away. The younger colleague smiled a big smile and said "it doesn't matter as you're white." Which made me blush more and completely gave away that i have a small dick.

Of course later, in thr evening i found myself reliving the moment and pleasuring myself whilst rembering my humiliation of outing myself as a small dick owner.

My older colleague turned away embarrassed either at where the subject had gome or because I jad just humiliated myself in front of them. The younger colleague patted me on thr shoulder with a big grin in her face and walked away.

I posted this years ago under another username but thought I'd reshare. ​

I had my first gf in my early 20's due to fearing intamacy and rejection. And even then she made the move on me not the other way around. She was 2 years younger than me, from South Africa (i'm from the uk) ,and a natural blonde. She was full of sexual confidence and very flirtatious (and i found out, very experienced). I was smitten.

Before this i had already established quite the porn habit and was loosely into femdom and had come across sph but wasn't massively into it at this point but had wondered how small i was but told myself porn cocks are ridiculosly big.

She was my first kiss and my first handjob. I also fingered and tasted her as a first (she seemed embarrassed for me for sucking her juices of my fingers). Towards what was the end of our relationship we travelled together for weeks which is when we did the afore mentioned deeds. I still remember (and recall for my own pleasure/torture) how the first time she saw my dick she smirked and suppressed a giggle. I didn't take much notice at the time as i thought it merely meant she was enjoying herself. As i said she gave me my first handjob and like a true virgin i think i came in about a minute which made her smile too. To cut a long story short, less than a month after we travelled together and explored each other's bodies she broke up with me and told that just before we had travelled together she has cheated on me. She said sorry etc. Blah blah

To compound the humiliation she told our mutual friends that she broke up with me due to being small and a quick shooter so me saying dje cheated looked like.sour grapes. I also realised that the first time I fingered her (using 3 fingers showing my pencil dick would have been inadequate) and i slurped the juices of my fingers there's a good chance I was slurping off the cum of the guy she cheated on me with off my fingers after I considered the timings. I was still a virgin after we broke up and all the women in my friendship group weren't about to date the small dicked loser who got cheated on.

My love/hate of sph really comes out of this experience as i was tormented but turned on by visualising her with another guy. During our relationship she had admitted that she liked the idea of sleeping with a black man so my imagination was filled with images of her being fucked by a large cocked black guy. My feelings of shame and humiliation mingled with how turned om this made me and that is how i really got into sph (and cuckolding)

I posted this years ago under another username but thought I'd reshare. ​

I had my first gf in my early 20's due to fearing intamacy and rejection. And even then she made the move on me not the other way around. She was 2 years younger than me, from South Africa (i'm from the uk) ,and a natural blonde. She was full of sexual confidence and very flirtatious (and i found out, very experienced). I was smitten.

Before this i had already established quite the porn habit and was loosely into femdom and had come across sph but wasn't massively into it at this point but had wondered how small i was but told myself porn cocks are ridiculosly big.

She was my first kiss and my first handjob. I also fingered and tasted her as a first (she seemed embarrassed for me for sucking her juices of my fingers). Towards what was the end of our relationship we travelled together for weeks which is when we did the afore mentioned deeds. I still remember (and recall for my own pleasure/torture) how the first time she saw my dick she smirked and suppressed a giggle. I didn't take much notice at the time as i thought it merely meant she was enjoying herself. As i said she gave me my first handjob and like a true virgin i think i came in about a minute which made her smile too. To cut a long story short, less than a month after we travelled together and explored each other's bodies she broke up with me and told that just before we had travelled together she has cheated on me. She said sorry etc. Blah blah

To compound the humiliation she told our mutual friends that she broke up with me due to being small and a quick shooter so me saying dje cheated looked like.sour grapes. I also realised that the first time I fingered her (using 3 fingers showing my pencil dick would have been inadequate) and i slurped the juices of my fingers there's a good chance I was slurping off the cum of the guy she cheated on me with off my fingers after I considered the timings. I was still a virgin after we broke up and all the women in my friendship group weren't about to date the small dicked loser who got cheated on.

My love/hate of sph really comes out of this experience as i was tormented but turned on by visualising her with another guy. During our relationship she had admitted that she liked the idea of sleeping with a black man so my imagination was filled with images of her being fucked by a large cocked black guy. My feelings of shame and humiliation mingled with how turned om this made me and that is how i really got into sph (and cuckolding)

This took place at work when an older colleague of mine (a friend) mused what it would be like to have a penis for a day. My other younger, mixed race colleague (who i think is very attractive) said "I would love to do the helicopter with it."

Older colleague calmly said "Not all men would be able to do the helicopter with theirs."

Younger colleague "I would as I'm black."

I was silent throughtout this exchange.

Younger colleague turns to me "You could do the helicopter couldn't you?"

I blushed and fumbled a non answer which i realised gave me away straight away. The younger colleague smiled a big smile and said "it doesn't matter as you're white." Which made me blush more and completely gave away that i have a small dick.

Of course later, in thr evening i found myself reliving the moment and pleasuring myself whilst rembering my humiliation of outing myself as a small dick owner.

My older colleague turned away embarrassed either at where the subject had gome or because I jad just humiliated myself in front of them. The younger colleague patted me on thr shoulder with a big grin in her face and walked away.