"Please, I don't deserve this!" Mikey sobbed "Why is this happening to me? I don't want to be humiliated or punished! Please you have to help me Tony! Do something! Anything!"
"All right then" Tony sighed, "Don't say I never did anything for you"
Tony steps back as the group of men tighten the circle and ordered Mikey to strip. He takes out his Chronivac again and fiddled with the settings a little more.
Arousal Triggers: Humiliation, Submission, Pain
Fluid Pressure: High
Fluid Replenishing Rate: Very Fast
Muscle Mass: 32%
He hit apply and the looked over at Mikey. Between the crowd of men he saw Mikey's little dick twitch a few times and begin to drip precum. His jacket was off and he was just stepping out of the pants around his ankles. He reached down between his legs to wipe away some of the precum drooling from his throbbing prick but one of them men yelled
"You don't have permission to touch your micro Mikey!"
Mikey jumped and moved his hand away and continued undressing. However another man, tall, heavy set and strong, grunted impatiently, walked over, grabbed Mikey's t-shirt and ripped it off, revealing his new soft pudgy body and jiggling man-boobs. Mikey was too surprised at his new form to notice the man walk behind him. He took hold of the briefs around Mikey's knees and hoisted them up with extreme force. Tony had received many wedgies from Mikey, some times he was left hanging for hours. He must have gone through three times as much underwear through high school than any other student.
Mikey squealed while dangled in the air, his feet kicking for dear life. You could hear the stitching of his underwear start to strain while the man bounced him up and down. Finally with one last bounce, the underwear gave way with a loud tear and Mikey collapsed on ground.
"Fuckin' fat-ass, maggot dick" snarled one of the men who yanked up Mikey's head by the hair "Why don't you swallow this lard-ass". He then proceeded force his hard 8 inch cock down Mikey's throat before he could protest. Tony would've felt bad for Mikey having to swallow a stranger's semen, if it weren't for the time Mike had found a used condom on the football field and forced Tony to pick it up and suck out the jizm.
The rest of the men stood around slowly rubbing their cocks of various shapes and sizes. Two of them had their phones out filming and taking pictures. Mikey gagged, spluttered and struggled against the oral invasion. Despite being robbed of his bulky jock muscles, he eventually managed to push himself off the throat fucker's cock.
"Oi!" Shouted a man with a penis of modest length yet thick girth "Did we fucking say you could stop!?" He winded back his big muscled arm and slapped Mikey hard across his left ass-cheek. Mikey let out a cry but kept his mouth shut. Gagger (as Tony decided to call the throat fucker) was slapping his wet cock against Mikey's face telling him to open up.
"Don't worry" assured the man who spanked him, "I'll teach him a lesson about obeying his superiors". He removed his belt, stepped out of his jeans, walked behind Mikey, folded the belt over and took a swing at the red hand print already forming on his ass. This time Mikey let out a howl which gave Gagger a chance to invade his throat again. However Belter (as Tony decided he should be called) didn't stop there. He steadily continued whipping Tony's ex-bully, each strike resulting in a muffled cry from Mikey's plugged throat and a red welt on his ass. Tony thought the rhythmic crack of the belt sounded very similar to the time Mike had tied him to the changing room bench during a canceled gym class and spend the period snapping his ass with a wet towel. He had trouble sitting for a week.
The whipping and throat fucking continued for ten minutes and despite his protests Micro Mikey's tiny hard-on constantly flowed with precum. The skull fucking finally came to a close when Gagger started breathing heavily and let out a groan as he ejaculated down Mikey's throat. At the same time Belter delivered a series of hard blows in quick succession to Mikey's bruised buttocks.
Mikey let out a choked noise as he attempted to swallow the gush of semen while crying from the pain. The mixed sensation of cum shooting down his throat and a flurry of attacks at his ass caused Micro Mikey's little pimple to squirt a hands-free wet mess all over the floor again. The guy taking pictures (Flasher) got close ups of his ass welts while the guy recording (Filmer) got a shot of Mikey's face with cum dripping out of his mouth and micropenis. Gagger pulled out and Belter stepped forward, rubbing his cock against Mikey's crack, hands massaging the red marks on his cheeks. Shortly after he stepped back, grabbed his fat cock and with a grunt, sprayed cum all over Mikey's wounds.
"There that wasn't so bad now was it Mikey" taunted the man who told him not to touch his own penis earlier "or at least your worm doesn't seem to think so"
Mikey shook his head after managing to catch his breath "Please no more spanking" he begged.
Belter growled and snapped his belt.
"I don't think he'll stop unless someone else is using your ass" the taunting man responded.
Mikey paused for a moment and gulped "P-please someone stick a penis up my ass"
"Why would you want a thing like that Mikey?" inquired Taunter (as Tony now regarded him).
"I don't want to be s-spanked"
"But you're little weenie enjoyed the spanking"
"P-please, I need a penis..." Mikey sniffled
"Oh you don't have a penis Mikey?" questioned the Taunter condescendingly "Is that why you need one?"
"I d-don't have a real mans p-penis" sniveled Mikey "I n-need one t-to make up for my small p-pathetic m-manhood!"
"Good enough for me" growled a large man behind Mikey who had been patiently lubing up a 9 inch long, very thick cock.
Mikey's eyes went wide "Wait! N-not that one it's too b-EEK!" He was cut off with a slap as the man (Tony deemed) Fucker stepped up and smacked both his meaty hands onto Mikey's stinging red butt cheek and started spreading them.
"P-please be gentle" Mikey begged again. Fucker sighed and generously wriggled few fingers up Mikey's virgin anus to widen him before lining up his cock and plunging his mammoth manhood balls deep.
Mikey let out another howl, as Fucker began thrusting back and forth while Mikey's gut jiggled in rhythm and a dangle of precum swung from his dick like a pendulum. The sight reminded Tony of the time he had brought cucumbers to school to try and get Mike to stop stealing his lunch. He had a big appetite so it was a big cucumber. After a lot of groveling, Mike allowed Tony to deep throat it for spit lube before forcing it up his ass.
With all of Mikey's painful cries and pleasured moans (It was hard to tell the difference), his voice was starting to become hoarse.
"Oh poor little dick bastard" remarked one of the men with a solid 6 inch erection. "You must be thirsty, let me get you a drink"
Mikey's eyes were shut tight while he was being fucked, he didn't notice Pisser (Tony hadn't seen him piss yet but he could guess where this was going) walk in front of him. He opened his mouth to thank the mysterious stranger when torrent of urine sprayed out of Pisser's cock directly into his mouth. Mikey's mouth spat out the first volley (though some of it went up his nose) and Pisser held his stream.
"Open your mouth" commanded Pisser.
Mikey had learned his lesson from Belter and obligingly opened is mouth wide without complaint. Pisser resumed gushing acrid yellow piss like a fire hose straight into his mouth. To Tony the smell was reminiscent of the time Mike had come to make amends with Tony on the way to school and offered him a bottle of Mountain Dew. Tony relieved at the thought his torment might finally be over didn't even notice the bottle was warm. After his first spit take, Mike held him down, clamped his nose and poured the rest down his gullet. He also had a second bottle he poured on Tony's pants to make it look like he pissed himself. This was all at the start of the day so unless Mike could fill two bottles in one piss Tony suspected at least one of them was a day old.
Mikey's throat gulped down as much urine as he could but when he gagged, Pisser aimed his stream at his eyes, up his nose and in his hair before returning to his mouth. After what seemed like almost a full 2 minutes his stream slowly began to subside.
"Aren't you going to thank the man for his generosity Mikey?" teased Taunter.
"Thank you for your piss sir, I was very thirsty" Mikey sobbed, "I'm sorry I spilled so much"
"Don't worry" Pisser smirked "I have a few drops left" and stuck his pisser inside Mikey's mouth and told him to suck them out. Meanwhile Fucker was still giving Mikey's ass a brutal pounding, quickening his pace. His grunting with aggressive vigor and passion was so loud the only other sound that could be heard was the slapping of his gigantic fuck stick pistoning in and out of Mikey's asshole. Mikey once again began to moan, once again his miniature member began to twitch and once again, without any physical contact Micro Mikey's small spout spit a runny dribble of jizz onto the floor. As his sphincter tightened around Fucker's pole, the beast of a man roared and dumped a load of cum straight up Mikey's rectum. At the same time Pisser let loose a forceful spray of spunk into the back of Mikey's throat, once again causing him to choke. As the two men pulled their cocks out of Mikey and the rush from his orgasm started to subside, he once again began to feel ashamed of what he had become.
Taunter interrupted his thoughts "Mind your manners Micro Mikey"
"Thank you for your cocks and spunk sirs," Mikey sniffed "I really needed them because I don't have a proper penis of my own, just a microdick that makes messy puddles"
"He's covered in nut juice and piss, how is he not grossed out?" wondered Flasher still snapping pics.
"I'm sorry for disgusting you," Mikey apologized "May I please have a cloth to clean myself"
"Here use this!" Instructed the man who tore Mikey's clothes off (Ripper, Tony decided, as he hadn't named him earlier). He threw Mikey's destroyed underwear at him. "Don't forget to wipe your sticky little accidents off the floor"
Mikey proceeded, wipe the excess cum dripping from his ass (which stung as the fabric made contact with his welts), clean some of the still dribbling fluid from his leaky chode, wipe his cum off the floor and clean the piss and tears from his eyes and face. By the end his rag was absolutely drenched in bodily fluids.
"Thank you sir" Mikey said.
"Alright enough of the niceties," grumbled an overweight unwashed man. "My ass needs licking"
He stepped up to Mikey and turned his ass to face him. Before he was even a foot close the stench was overpowering any piss or cum that was still his nose. Mikey held his breath and breathed through his mouth but he could still taste it in the air. The slob spread his cheeks, backed up right into Mikey's face and ordered him to lick. Mikey did the best he could while the man jerked off his dirty fat cock. After a minute the man's stomach began to rumble
"Since you've been good, I'll let you try something I've been brewing for a while" Smirked the man "Take a whiff of this"
Farter (Since Ripper was taken) let out a light puff directly into Mikey's face. When Tony caught a whiff of it, he thought it was more foul than the time Tony had stolen his essay and said he'd give it back if Tony sniffed his fart. Not only did he let Mike release a rotten egg fart right into his nostrils, he didn't even get his essay back because Mike had already handed it in as his own.
Mikey scrambled away from the Farter's asshole, landing on his own ass and crying out as he sat on the welts from earlier. Luckily he had been breathing through his mouth so he didn't get the full force of Farter's aroma. Unluckily Taunter noticed.
"That's very rude Micro Mikey, he spent all that time building a juicy fart for you to smell and you breathe through you mouth?" Taunter chided "When someone gives you a present you're supposed to accept it gratefully! Maybe if you ask nicely he'll give you another one"
Mikey was already tearing up from what he could smell, a full force fart would overwhelm him. But he didn't want any trouble, maybe he could be more subtle about holding his breath this time.
"Please sir," Mikey hesitated "Can I have another one of your farts? I'm sorry I didn't sniff the last one"
"Oh don't worry about it," assured Farter "That was just an appetizer anyway. The main course is on it's way"
"Well then" Ripper interjected "Lets make sure this one doesn't go to waste"
He proceeded to reach down with his leather gloved hand and pick up the slimy discarded rag that was once Mikey's undies.
"Hmm it's dried out a bit," Commented Ripper "Help me make it moist again so you're mouth doesn't dry out"
Ripper's cock stood long, erect and waiting. Mikey figured if he sucked him off slow enough, the fat man might accidentally fart before he gets a chance to reposition his ass. He gently and sensually began to like Ripper's cock from base to tip and suckle his balls. Micro Mikey was actually enjoying himself, as his rigid oozing nub would attest to. However Ripper had already been jerking off the whole time, while waiting for everyone else and was having none of it. He grabbed Mikey by the ears and face fucked him forcefully. In two minutes Ripper pulled his cock out and blew a wad of cream onto the jizz rag.
"Just in time" Chuckled Farter. "The pièce de résistance is ready"
Mikey shook his head side to side, eyes wide with fear. His jaw was was dropped in disbelief and he didn't manage to close it in time before Ripper shoved the disgusting garment into Mikey's gaping mouth. His heart pounded aware of his impending doom as Farter's looming spread butt cheeks approached him yet again. Even knowing his inevitable fate, his little erection had not subsided, nor had the constant river of precum been abated. Mikey knew if he spit out the rag he would be in for a world of pain. The taste of fresh and stale cum mixed with piss and a hint of blood, was no where near as bad as the stench coming from Farter's ass. He held his breath as Farter's asshole made contact with Mikey's nose. Farter released his cheeks and Mikey's face was nestled gently inside his buttocks. All the men took a step back from the circle.
Mikey leaned back but Farter's ass followed. Before long Mikey was lying on his back with Farter sitting on him. It was at this moment he realized he had no more avenues of escape. He couldn't even spit out his underwear gag since Farter's huge ass had formed a seal around his mouth. His face was starting to turn blue. He couldn't take it any more. He inhaled deeply. And in that exact moment Farter released his loudest, foulest, most rancid fart to date.
Mikey tried to move but his head was held firmly in place and his new flabby arms were no match for this giant of a man on top of him. The combination of the gag, thick wall of flesh and the thunderous fart still resonating out of Farter's bowels meant no one could hear Mikey scream (not that they'd care). The first few seconds were overwhelming, they not unexpectedly smelled like rotten eggs. But Mikey was breathing deeply, desperate for air he sucked the full brunt of the fart through his nostrils, straight to his lungs. A cacophony of odors rushed into his head, unwashed socks, compost bins, raw sewerage, every time Mikey thought it couldn't get worse it a new horror was there to meet him. If Farter's ass hadn't been such a gaping void of darkness, Mikey would notice his vision blurring. He started to get light headed and could hardly think straight except for each fresh smell forcing it's way into his mind. With his face still held in Farter's chasm of terror, the last thing Mikey noticed before he passed out, was once again, his little dinkie was ejaculating.
Farter jerked his cock enjoying the feeling of air being pulled out of his asshole into Mikey's lungs. He shot his load all over Mikey's chest and twitching little boner. Farter remained seated when Micro Mikey's own little dicklet squirted all over the floor like a miniature cum fountain, eventually slowing to a trickle. Micro Mikey's stiffy continued to twitch for another half minute before remaining still but stiff. That was when Farter decided to stand up.
"Looks like he enjoyed that one!" Farter guffawed.
As the smell began to subside the men circled back in around Mikey.
Despite having already drained his balls four times tonight, thanks to the Chronivac Micro Mikey's little stiffy was once again leaking precum like a faucet
"Fucking gross, he's not even conscious and he's still leaking his puny cock juices everywhere" commented Flasher, all the while snapping pictures.
"Don't worry I got an idea to plug the leak" the last unnamed man stroking his fat cock with calloused hands. "And wake him up too"
He stepped forward, raised his foot and stomped his size 14 work boot down onto Micro Mikey's dripping dicklet and nut sack. Mikey sprang to consciousness and let out an high pitched, muffled, howl of pain. Tony winced as he remembered the time Mike decided to have "Hockey Practice" in the equipment shed using Tony's balls as a puck. The man released Micro Mikey's manhood and gave him a moment to breathe before placing his boot gently on his crotch again. He slowly applied pressure this time, crushing his miniature dick and balls.
"NOOO PLEASE" Mikey wanted to cry "It hurts" Though with the rag it sounded more like "MMFFF MM HRRRSSS"
Mikey wails were pained but muted. When the crusher (Or just Crusher from here) finally lifted his foot, a sticky trail of precum connected the sole of his boot to Micro Mikey's slug.
"HAHAHA Fucking looks like you squashed a bug" Flasher chortled.
Crusher however was not amused. "YOUR MESSED UP MY BOOTS YOU DISGUSTING Maggot!" and delivered a swift kick to Micro Mikey's shriveled testicles. In he spit out the rag in surprise and rolled over clutching his ball sack. "Who said you could spit that out maggot! Move your hands away you little shit"
Micro Mikey sat back up and exposed his sore genitals, "Please I didn't mean to sir, I'm sorry"
"Bullshit you're sorry," barked Crusher, "you're fucking pinprick is hard and dripping, you're still enjoying yourself you little shit". Crusher gave Micro Mikey's balls another boot, knocking him over again. The boot was then lifted up and pushed against Mikey's face.
"CLEAN IT"
Mikey stuck his tongue out and started lapping up his slime mixed with the taste of mud and dirt. After 5 minutes when he managed to lick the boot clean, getting his face dirty in the process. Crusher put his foot down and turned to walk away to give someone else a turn but Micro Mikey let out a whimpered mumble.
"Speak up Micro, don't be shy, you're stiff little dicklet sure isn't!" Ordered Taunter, while Filmer zoomed in on his face.
"Please stomp on my penis again..." Micro Mikey spoke through sobs.
"Now we've been through this Micro, you don't have a real penis, so you shouldn't call it that." Taunter chided him.
Crusher stomped back and stood over Micro Mikey thick arms crossed and scowling.
"I don't think you're in a position to ask our friend for any," Taunter continued "You better beg for it. You'll probably only get one chance this time so make it good Micro"
Micro closed his eyes, he had been worn down by having to confess his depravity throughout the evening, he snapped and screamed out "PLEASE STOMP ON MY TINY MICRO WEENIE, I'M A PATHETIC LOSER AND MY INFERIOR TESTES NEED TO BE CRUSHED UNDER YOUR SUPERIOR BOOT, MY SHRIMP DICK IS SO SMALL AND PATHETIC IT DESERVES TO BE IN PAIN ALL THE TIME, I NE-" *THUD*
Crusher had brought down his boot hard on Micro's little genitals. Micro gave out another howl of pain and tried to rub his balls but Crusher didn't lift his foot. Micro clawed at the boot and begged him to take it off while Crusher stood there slowly jacking his dick with one hand and rubbing his nipple with the other. After a few minutes, Micro's screams and pleas had turned into soft sobbing whimpers. He desperately tried to lick Crusher's cock, perhaps to distract himself from the agony, but Crusher ignored him and kept pulling is cock at his own steady pace. Eventually Crusher grunted and ejaculated all over Micro's hair and face. He opened his mouth and tried to catch what he could on his tongue. Once Crusher shook off the last droplets of semen he finally stepped off Micro's raw meager meat. This time however there was a sticky white trail of slime. Micro's squashed pimple had clearly ejaculated once again. He went to clutch his aching winkle but Crusher intervened and stomped back down.
"HOW-DARE-YOU-LEAVE-YOUR-DIS-GUST-ING-SLIME-ON-MY-BOOT-MAG-GOT!" Each syllable was punctuated with another stomp to Micro's worthless dick and balls and it ended with the boot being shoved back into Micro's face. This time Micro didn't have to be told what to do.
Throughout the cleaning Tony could hear Micro Mikey gush "Thank you for giving my little nut sack -slurp- the suffering it needs sir -slobber-, thank you for spilling -lick- your semen on me -slurp-, it is an honor -slobber- knowing my pain -lick- has brought a superior man -slurp- like you pleasure -slobber-, I'm sorry my micro -lick- couldn't control itself -slurp- and made stickies on your boot -slobber- sir, thank you -lick- for punishing my winkle sir"
Even when Crusher pulled his boot away and walked off, Micro Mikey continued spilling forth with gratitude and apologies, blubbering as though his mind and spirit had been broken. Filmer decided to finally spatter a wad of thick salty jizz onto Micro Mikey's tongue which caused him to pause and splutter before he recouped with a new round of appreciative babbling. "Thank you for allowing me to taste your semen from your penis sir. Thank you for letting me have a taste of a real man so that I may better understand my inadequacy-"
Tony knew Filmer could hold this footage over Micro Mikey forever like the "Scientific Footage" Mike had taken of a "Blind penis enlargement experiment". A blindfolded Tony was made to tie his tiny dick to piece of string. Mike then tied the other end to a heavy door and slammed it shut.
Back in the present Taunter interrupted Micro Mikey's babbling
"Good job Micro," He beamed, "Since you've been such a good boy, we're going to give you a little reward!"
"Thank you sir but inferior microdicks don't deserve any rewards for anything because they can never achieve anything because theyre as worthless as their little dicks-"
"You shouldn't contradict your superiors Micro" Taunter scowled
"I'm sorry sir, anything you say sir, please forgive me sir-"
"Now about that reward, since you've been such a good boy Micro, we're going to let you rub your little stiffy until you cum!"
There was stunned silence from Micro. His tiny knob was bashed and bruised, masturbating now would be one of the worst feelings possible.
Flasher was now in a clicking frenzy. The look of horror in Micro's eyes, the semen in his hair, the boot marks on his dinky all made for some great material. Just like all the degrading photo's Mike had of Tony and his tiny tool. Once he printed them all out (using Tony's library card) and filled Tony's locker with them. When he opened it they all spilled out and everyone started grabbing them and laughing. Tony wasn't sure how many were still out there.
With one last click at the look of fear on Micro's face, Flasher shot a forceful load directly into Micro's eyes and blinded him. Micro was brought out of his stupor and resumed his thank yous.
Taunter explained the situation to Micro who was still not masturbating "Now Micro having a stiffy means you need to cum correct?"
"Yes when I have a stiffy I need squirt-"
"And you get stiffy's when you're happy yes?"
"Yes my little winkle is always hard and bouncing when I'm-"
"Are you saying you haven't been enjoying the company of your superiors?"
"I have been enjoying it sir"
"Well then if you've been enjoying our company you must want to rub your stiffy, and soon Micro!"
Tony had notice Taunter had long since dropped the "Mikey" from "Micro Mikey". The way Taunter made Micro Mikey say things to humiliate himself reminded Tony of the time had a chance to do the morning announcements for school. Mike threatened him with a beating unless he said "I'm Tiny Tony and I use tweezers to tug my two inch twig" in his conclusion. On the day Tony was so use to just being called "Tiny" he had got nervous and accidentally dropped the "Tony" in "Tiny Tony" as well. At least the month's detention got him away from Mike for a while but every time he asked to go the the bathroom someone would ask if he needed to borrow any tweezers.
Micro paused briefly "...Yes sir absolutely right sir thank you for allowing me to jerk my worthless cock in your presence sir I'll start right away"
Micro reached down and gripped his penis between his thumb and forefinger, wincing once again. He rubbed slowly trying to spare his tender dinky some pain.
"I think everyone needs porn to wank off to!" said Flasher. He connected his phone to a flat screen on the wall and started a slide show. The first picture was of Micro stripping out of his clothes.
"Now be quick about it," Taunter smiled "if you don't finish when the slide show is over it means the lesson hasn't sunk in and we'll need to start all over again"
Micro's eyes went wide and he started pulling his sore stiffy more quickly.
There was a picture of the Ripper, dangling of Micro by his underwear...
"That was back when I was still pretending to be a real man. I wore clothes and hid my little peepee so people wouldn't know I was inferior. I shouldn't have lied to everyone. Thank you for taking away my clothes so everyone can see my little weewee"
Micro rubbed his sore little dick.
The photo's changed to Gagger, with his Cock down Micro's throat...
"I didn't know how much I liked having a real mans cock in my mouth. I'm glad my mouth can be useful to make real men cum because I know my worthless pecker will never be able to satisfy anyone. I was so glad that I squirted a mess everywhere"
Micro didn't stop pulling, each tug was a new torture to his aching weenie.
A photo of Belter, whooping his ass showed up on screen...
"I was a very naughty. I didn't appreciate sir's penis because I was ungrateful. Thank you for teaching me to be grateful that any superior who would waste their penises on garbage like me. Thank you for beating the lesson into me."
Micro gripped tighter on his twig, the pain was nothing next to disappointing his masters.
A photo of Fucker, pounding at his hole was next...
"I didn't know I had more than one hole to please real men, thank you for showing me how to use both. Thank you for sticking a real penis inside me. At first I didn't realize what it meant to have a real penis. But when I had one inside me I understood. And that was when I realized how lowly I really am next to my masters and how my pathetic worm doesn't even compare. Finding my place in the world made me so pleased I dribbled more dickie juice"
Micro kept wanking his weewee, it was still wet with precum.
A photo of Pisser, urinating into Micro's mouth...
"I was a selfish boy and I always thought masters were selfish too, but when sir shared his piss with me I found out that everything sir does is for me and I should be grateful. Even when he is using me for his needs, he knows I need to be used to feel worthwhile. Even when he is hurting me it's because he's kind enough to give me pain and I should always be thankful."
Micro pulled harder on his pin, pushing past the pain.
A photo of Farter with his arse on Micro's nose...
"I am an inferior man and not worthy to share the air of a superior man. I am thankful that sir was willing to part with his air he had created by his genius and share it with a lowly inferior like myself. When I finally witnessed the majesty of sir's creation my inferior micropenis brain could not comprehend it's glory and passed out. I was so fortunate to be given a glimpse at sir's masterpiece that my tiny dick spilled it's useless seed in ecstasy"
Micro started going faster, he felt his cock begin to burn.
A photo of Filmer holding his camera up to Micro's face...
"Thank you sir for recording my lessons, I am so useless that from time to time I am sure to forget them. If ever I am ungrateful to my sirs for their generosity or overstep my place of inferiority among them, you only need to show me these videos and I will remember to submit myself. If I am still unable to learn and refuse to obey, then that means I have grown worthless beyond hope and the lessons should be distributed to the public so that other small dicked inferiors can learn from my mistakes"
Micro was knew he was running out of time, he didn't wan't to fail his superiors again
A photo of Crusher stepping on Micro's balls...
"When sir was generous enough to touch my inferior pin dick with his superior boot, I inconsiderately leaked my slime onto his glorious shoes. However sir was forgiving and gave me another chance, I was so glad that I selfishly ejaculated onto master's boot, failing him again. Nonetheless he continued to forgivingly torture my pathetic genitals despite having failed him again and again. I thought I knew the extent of my inferiority. But I did not realize that no matter how useful I make myself to my masters, I will always be worthless and unable to escape the black hole of inferiority that is my useless dick. Despite all the chances he gave me I continually failed sir and will continue to be a failure forever and should be grateful that they still grace me with their presence."
Micro's fingers were just a blur now, the ticking clock was overriding any concern about the tenderness in his flesh.
A photo of Flasher's cock cumming in Micro's eyes...
"Thank you for documenting my inferiority for the world to see. I know sirs will not always be around to remind me of my place but now everyone will know about my inferior manhood and they will make sure that I do not forget."
Micro was desperate now, he masturbated with full force to show his appreciation to his masters. It didn't matter how sore and painful his insignificant micropenis was. It would never matter.
And finally a photo of Taunter crouching down to talk to Micro...
"Thank you for teaching me all the lessons you have so far, you have taught me who I am and where I belong. I will prove to you how happy I am by ejaculating for you. My useless button boner is very sore but I am so happy I am willing to hurt it more to show you how much I appreciate your lessons. Thank you, thank you, thaaaaaaaa"
At this moment Taunter gave his cock a series of quick pulls, cumming onto Micro's micropenis where his cum mixed with the sores and stung.
The generosity from Taunter had Micro so grateful that he started releasing the biggest ejaculation of his life. Squicks of clear liquid shot two feet high into the air and landed back on his face and body. He screamed in pain as a powerful orgasm forced it's way through his worn and battered micropenis. But it didn't matter how much his micropenis hurt. It would never matter. All that mattered was that Micro was able to follow his master's command.
Tony was amazed at how much Micro had changed. He wasn't sure how much of it was the Chronivac's doing and how much was Micro becoming submissive on his own through the enjoyment of his punishment. Though Tony enjoyed watching Micro torture and submit himself to many masters, Tony wouldn't mind having him as his own slave. He loaded up the group onto his Chronivac.
Bladder Volume: 300%
Bladder Levels: Maximum
"Aww man I gotta piss again"
"Yea I need to go too"
"Fuck I feel like I'm about to burst"
Tony chimed in. "Why don't you guys wash him off then"
The group cheered in agreement and started to aim their dicks, Tony interrupted Filmer and Flasher
"Hey guys before you start can I get your phone's real quick? I wanna upload everything to my cloud account so we don't lose any of it"
They agreed without argument, desperate to relieve their aching bladders. Tony however didn't upload it all to the cloud, he copied everything onto his phone and deleted the files on Filmer and Flasher's phones.
Meanwhile the ten masters let out a combined sigh as they relieved their bladders all over Micro's body. Fucker and Belter aimed for his ass, mixing the acidic sting of their piss with his belt marks and sore anus. Ripper threw Micro's jeans and jacket into the circle which had largely left the scene unscathed until now and soaked them in his urine. Farter went straight up his nose. Crusher went for aching penis once again making it sting. Gagger went for his sputtering mouth, as did Pisser who occasionally redirected to spray his hair or face. Filmer and Flasher late to the party just went up and down, drenching any last remaining dry spots on his body. Taunter went directly for the eyes. Micro tried to look away but Taunter ordered him not to. Every time he closed his eyes, Taunter ordered him to open them again, and he would obey, getting hot piss in his eye. Micro would be crying if his mouth and eyes weren't occupied with piss. His dick was still hard though.
Tony loaded "Mass Alteration" and checked the ten masters on the Chronivac. Once the files finished transferring and everyone's bladders were drained he pushed "Reset to Default"
Everyone went blank for a second.
"Whew I'm exhasted"
"That was pretty wild"
"What a night"
"I think it's time for bed"
"Me too"
"This better all be cleaned up by tomorrow, understand Mikey?"
Micro was confused at the use of his name for a moment, then nodded his head "Yes sir"
The group begin to disperse and make their way out of the room until it's just Mikey and Tony. Tony walks over and tells Micro to get up and put his jacket and jeans on. He does wincing as the jeans go over his sore red ass. He stands there drenched in piss waiting for Tony's next command.
"Okay Micro you've been through a lot today." Tony stated "I'm going to do you one last favor"
"Thank you sir, I am undeserving of any favor you grant me"
"I'm going to erase the memories of the men who just used you. They'll still remember you exposing yourself as Micro Mikey, so you won't be making any new friends, not that you need them, but they wont remember any of the punishment to follow." Tony paused to let that sink in. "Now you have a choice. Either I will keep one of their memories intact and they will become your new master, or I will be your master from now on. Alternatively you can decide to be free, be your own master, but I don't think you want that now do you Micro?"
Micro was taken aback, after all the things his past life had done to him, Master Tony was gracious enough to give Micro this one chance to choose his destiny. His dick was dripping with excitement and anticipation, which of his superior masters should he choose?