You must be used to the laughter by now–

And in summer, at the beach, at the pool, it’s soooo much worse, isn’t it my shrimpy little short shaft? When those wet swim trunks or speedos plaster to you like a second skin–it highlights the fact that you’re hung like a Ken Doll. That pathetic puny pecker of yours barely makes a bulge; and everyone can see that you’re packing something the size of a Pez dispenser between the thighs.

You Love Playing with that Puny Pin Dick, Don’t you?

Especially when I let you know just how insignificant that tiny tool tinkertoy truly is. You love the delicious humiliation of stroking that itty bitty inchworm while I verbally lash that little dick, my sweet subbie. You adore every scathing, mocking, teasing murmur as I remind you of just how useless your hide-and-seek hammer is to anyone but you. You’re the only one who can get pleasure from that stunted stiffie;  and you know it.

You crave the skills of a Humiliatrix; you’re addicted to having her laugh at your little dick.

You know will never be able to satisfy a woman’s desire for anything…except comedic relief. I’ll enjoy reinforcing just how tiny & terribly inconsequential that little feather-sized fuck stick is, exploiting that lovely twisted compulsion that makes you crave erotic humiliation. I’ll savor each whine and whimper; knowing that you long for the mocking bite of my words digging into you, sinking into your mind, searing you and stroking you as you tug & rub that tiny nub. I love making that sad little short shaft shiver and shake and tremble as you tug and pull on your worthless willie.

Listen as Mistress Lilly tells more about why she loves laughing at little candy-sized cocks.