Regardless of your endowment, you have always considered yourself less than an average man. From the way you present yourself to the way you show confidence to someone like me, it’s like a beacon of inadequacy.I

I can tell before I even order you to strip, the secret shame you keep hidden away: a disappointing erection. A pitiful organ that no one else would want to see. It will only be exposed if I force you.

So come to me, sheepishly twiddling your thumbs. Let me hear what you have to say. I know all too well that instinctive look of shame when all is revealed, and when you realize how true to my title I can be. A Dominatrix~

You have always sought out someone whose demons got along with your own. A woman like me, who is sensual, deep, and dominant.

With my guidance, I slowly push you into this pit of perversion, knowing you will not be able to crawl out.

Small Penis Humiliation sessions can be extremely overwhelming. The SPH experiences I bring to you may even cause things to worsen… If that’s even possible.

You will have to deal with humiliation by hiding that pathetic organ between your legs. Degradation and embarrassment will follow. Nevertheless, it will be a cathartic experience that will change you forever.

I want to see your face when we delve into our scene together, pushing you further into degeneracy.

Before you even realize it, you will be stripped of whatever pride you previously clung to, forced to see yourself for the way I see you: A man that will always find himself sexually unable to be anything more than the subject of SPH.

No matter if it’s someone like me, eager to dig that into your mind, or a woman unfortunate enough to have to see it first-hand.
You’ll hear her shocked gasp, the awkward moment following, but the part that will sting most, is how it is broken by her sudden laughter.

Imagine for a moment, each laugh being a nuanced experience, delivered over the course of minutes instead of seconds. Each one that followed would be more intense than the last.

That is what I offer: that laughter magnified beyond your comprehension.

And even the thought of it makes your minuscule cock twitch with anticipation; leaving you a weeping, broken mess on the floor after that is sometimes an unfortunate side-effect.

But let’s be honest, that’s where you belong anyway. You’re thinking about being there, aren’t you? Not expecting this SPH to string you along so easily, but you’re falling to it, feeling my vice of control tighten around you.

It slowly constricts what you thought you had power over, your lust becoming my toy to play with, and I tend to break my toys.

I might choose to do just that: break you.

I may tighten that vice even more, leaving you struggling to breathe around my commands, feeling as if there was no option but to submit, and when I feel that happen, you’ll snap.

I’ll push you into that pit we dug together, watching you fall pathetically into your own perverted desires, a faint smile on your face as tears well in your eyes.

That’s good, because that means your little problem is likely leaking from my words…

I’m not in the habit of treating it as anything but that, a problem, something that should be shown disdain, undeserving of anything more. You’ll learn to be grateful for this much from me. Each spasm from your tiny thing would only be met with laughter, as if it was trying to show off for me, but always falling short.

That’s really what you want, isn’t it?

You wanted to be reduced to nothing more than a tool for others, more of a toy than a man.

Session by session, I’ll transform you into just that, letting you fully accept your place as someone to be mocked, humiliated and succumb to other’s desires.

For you, that desire is to deliver such an intense SPH experience that the stifled whimpers and degradation is enough to fuel their passion.

At the end of each one, you’ll feel fulfilled, glowing faintly with satisfaction, and that’s when you’ll fully understand what I’ve drilled into you.

There’s no resisting the distant call; holding yourself back now would be painful.

You find too much truth in what I’ve brought to light, each sentence striking a cord you didn’t even know you had, playing a tune that sings of submission. Listen to the song and fall to the lullaby, step into my world and feel it take you.

In a single session, you may crumble completely before me.

Feeling as if you couldn’t sink any lower, that this was the most tantalizingly humiliating experience you’ll ever have.

Then, just before it’s over, I will graciously fill your mind with the truth that

THIS WAS ONLY THE START. –