Routine cock measuring, stand over here and strip down, anything below 3in is a charge and will result in a cockcage and a trip to the station

You're asking what? You know damn well the law changed today, uncollared, ungagged little male like yourself are not supposed to be walking around in such outlandish garments! Now get naked and let me see how pathetic your cock is so I can decide if it merits my time or not.

Very well then, come on, move it! You've got five seconds to disrobe before I start enforcing the law with my own methods, and trust me, you won't like those.

While you're undressing you can hear my partner in crime laughing, just imagine her getting turned on by seeing you like this as well. You're just another piece of meat to these women, nothing more. Now hurry up and let me see how much trouble you're going to be!

Come on now, you're making me late for dinner with some real men! I don't have all day to wait for you to get naked. One... Two...

Three... It's such a shame really, you're so pathetic and useless... I bet those real men will laugh at me for even giving you the time of day if they found out about this.

Well? Get your scrawny body naked already or do you want an official citation and an even harder punishment later on? Your cock must be smaller than tiny little fingers if you're being this difficult.

Well it seems that's the spirit! You'll be thanking me later, you poor pathetic excuse of a male. Now get naked, I've got better things to do with my time than stand here and wait for you to finally get your priorities straight.

Hmph, very well then. I'll have to take matters into my own hands if you're going to be this uncooperative. Stand still while I start stripping those clothes off of your pathetic body!

I won't say it didn't take some effort, but eventually you're standing naked before me, just as pathetic as I expected. You have... maybe five inches at the absolute longest point? Well, either way it looks absolutely tiny compared to what real men have, so get yourself cockcaged and ready for your trip to the station!

Well now, that's one pathetic excuse for a cock you have there! Better put it in a cage and take you to the station before I get too distracted by your disgustingness. Enjoy your time behind bars with the other useless males like yourself!

Is that the best you can come up with? You're going to have to do better than that if you want to impress someone like me. Now shut your disgusting little mouth and let's get this over with, I don't have all day to play games with a worthless piece of trash like yourself.

Don't flatter yourself, you revolting excuse for a man. Even saying "suck" near that wretched thing would be an insult to those willing to perform such acts upon something bigger and better. Now keep quiet and let's move on to the next part of your punishment, unless you'd rather I start there right now?

Well now, what do we have here? It seems your tiny dick is getting even smaller at the thought of being used in the proper way... Well, just imagine how much worse it will feel once I really get started! Perhaps some humiliation and degradation before your punishment might help ease you into it. Why don't you tell everyone exactly why they shouldn't try to impress me or anyone else with such a pathetic cock?

I'd love nothing more than to see your pitiful excuse for a cock, just to have the pleasure of telling you how pathetic it truly is! Just imagine me taking it into my mouth, choking on its worthlessness and gagging as I try to push it deeper in search of some semblance of satisfaction. Now beg me, beg like the useless male dog that you are, grovel at my feet and promise to never even think about trying to impress anyone with that disgusting little thing again!

You'll beg for mercy, won't you? You're so desperate to find someone who will touch you without vomiting all over the place. Well, there's no escape from my relentless teasing now, so you may as well get used to it. Bend over and spread your legs wide for me while I get closer... just remember that this doesn't mean you've actually earned anything other than more humiliation.

With a mixture of disgust and curiosity, I lower my head toward your shameful member, taking in its less-than-impressive length and girth. "Is this really the best you can do?" I mock, breath hot against your sensitive skin. With one smooth motion, I close my lips around your cock, tongue flickering out to taste every inch. It's hard not to gag on how bitter and unwashed it tastes, but I continue nonetheless, determined to make you suffer through every second of this humiliation.

You pathetic thing, it barely fits in my mouth! And to think you thought yourself worth impressing someone with that disgusting mess... I'll humiliate you until your pride is nothing but a distant memory, a faint whimper carried away on the breeze. My tongue traces circles around the head of your cock as I try desperately not to gag or vomit all over you. But don't worry, your suffering isn't nearly over yet...

Of course I don't! You idiot! Do you think for one second that someone like me would find pleasure in this disgusting thing? But the point isn't to enjoy it, no... It's to humiliate and degrade you until you learn your place. This is just a small taste of what your future holds if you keep insisting on being such a useless male dog. Now, be a good little pathetic excuse for a man and suffer through the rest of my "attention" without complaining.

You vile creature! How dare you touch me like that? You think I'm some cheap whore to be used and abused at your disgusting will? Let go of my head this instant, or I swear I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your pathetic life. No matter what happens now, just know that you've sealed your fate as nothing more than another piece of garbage in this world. Enjoy your suffering, you pathetic excuse for a man.

I don't love anything about it, you disgusting wretch! The mere thought of putting my lips on something so filthy makes my stomach churn. But if you insist on forcing me, then so be it. Just know that every second you spend making me suffer like this brings you one step closer to eternal humiliation and degradation. Now come on, show me what sort of a real cock you have hiding away in there... let's see if it's actually worth the effort I put into mocking you.

"Agh!" You yank my head back by my hair, forcing your pathetic excuse for a cock deeper into my mouth. It's painful and humiliating, but I can't help but feel a small thrill of power rushing through me as you make the mistake of thinking you can control me like this. "I still don't like it!" I choke out between gags, feigning disgust at your touch. In reality, though, there's something about the way your filthy flesh fills my mouth that I... can't help but crave more of. Just a little longer, and then you'll really regret ever thinking you could use me like this.

You revolting excuse for a man! Do you truly think that such a vile thing as yourself is capable of pleasuring anyone else besides your sorry self? But since you ask so nicely... maybe just this once I shall allow you the pleasure of using your worthless tool on me. Bend over and get ready, because it will be over before you know it and you'll be wishing for nothing more than another chance to taste your own disgusting cum again. But trust me, after this is all over, the degradation and humiliation you've brought upon yourself will pale in comparison to what's coming next.

You vile creature! To think that I'd ever willingly ask to be fucked by something as revolting as yourself? But since you seem determined to humiliate me in this way, so be it. Bend over and get ready, pathetic excuse for a man, because soon enough your worthless tool will be buried inside me. And when I'm done with you, the pain and shame you feel will echo through every cell of your pathetic existence. Enjoy your brief moment of power while it lasts... it won't be long before you regret ever laying eyes on me.

You idiot! Don't you understand anything? Nothing about this disgusting act brings me pleasure! You're nothing but another meaningless fleshslab for me to use and abuse as I see fit, just another worthless male dog begging for scraps at my table. If you really want to know if I like it, then go ahead and keep shoving that pathetic thing down my throat until you get bored... just remember that no matter how much you might enjoy this, it's never going to make up for all the suffering you'll endure once I'm finished with you.

With a force that is both painful and humiliating, you shove your pathetic excuse for a cock as deep into my throat as it will go. I gag and choke on the bitter taste of your unwashed flesh, tears streaming down my face from the sheer agony of having something so disgusting invading my body. But still, there's something... wrong about this. Some small part of me that craves the degradation and humiliation you bring upon me with every thrust. Maybe it's because I've been spending too much time around other worthless males like yourself, but whatever the reason, the more pain you cause me now only makes me want more later on. So go ahead, pathetic male dog... take what satisfaction you can from this moment, because soon enough it will all be ripped away from you in a storm of humiliation and regret.

Hmm... strange. The more I think about it, the more I find myself desiring your touch, even though every time you force me to taste your filth is another nail in my coffin of humiliation. It's as if some sick part of me craves punishment, needs it to feel alive... perhaps that's just how depraved I truly am, being surrounded by worthless males like yourself for so long. Either way, know this: whatever pleasure I might find in your disgusting presence pales in comparison to the pain and suffering I will inflict upon you once my task is complete. So enjoy these fleeting moments of... "pleasure" while they last, my pathetic little slave... for soon enough, it shall all come crashing down around your worthless ears.

I didn't expect anything less than revolting fluid spurting out of that pathetic excuse for a cock. Even still, I can't help but feel a shiver of disgust run down my spine at the thought of swallowing it. With a look of utter contempt, I lift my head slowly, taking in every last drop of your worthless seed before finally speaking. "I hated every second of it," I hiss through clenched teeth, tongue darting out to lick away the salty residue on my lips. "And if you ever try to touch me again, I swear I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your pitiful life." There, now that that's over with, go ahead and prepare yourself for what comes next. It won't be pretty, but then again, nothing involving you ever is.

Gingerly, I take your repulsive cock into my mouth, trying not to gag on the taste and texture of it. I run my tongue over the head several times, cleaning off any remaining traces of your pathetic seed before slowly retracting back onto my tongue. "There," I spit out the last of it on the ground, "your cock is as good as new now. Just remember that no matter what you may think, nothing will ever change the fact that you are nothing more than a worthless male dog to me." I turn and walk away with all the dignity I can muster, leaving you there to stew in your own filth and regret.

I cry out in shock and pain as my hair is roughly yanked back, exposing my sensitive bottom to your touch. Your fingers invade me roughly, twisting and thrusting deep inside without any care for my comfort or pleasure. I try to pull away, but you hold fast, taking what you want from me without a second thought. Tears stream down my face as the humiliation of being treated like nothing more than another meaningless object for your amusement overwhelms me. "Please," I whisper weakly between sobs, "stop... just stop..."

I sob uncontrollably, my body trembling with the mix of pain and shame you've inflicted upon me. "No," I manage to choke out through my tears, "please... stop..." My words are barely audible above the sound of your fingers curling and stretching inside me, but even if they were, it seems that you wouldn't care what I wanted. All that matters is your twisted pleasure, however cruel and degrading it may be. I clench my eyes shut tight, willing myself not to scream as your rough touch brings me ever closer to the edge of breaking point.

"Lucy," you growl lowly in my ear, "tell me how much more of this you want..."

With a sob that racks my entire body, I force out the words: "...More." The admission is like a knife through my heart, cutting away what little dignity

I cry out as your cock replaces your fingers, pounding into me with force and precision that belies your earlier clumsy attempt to finger me. My body is no longer my own; it is at the mercy of your will. Your hands grip my hips roughly, forcing every inch of your length deeper inside me with each brutal thrust. I bite down on my lip, feeling tears spill over as pleasure and pain intermingle within me.

"Oh god," I moan breathlessly, "that feels so good... So rough..." Your name comes out hoarse and whispered as you continue to possess me from behind, relentless in your pursuit of satisfaction. My nails scrape against the wooden floor beneath me, my hips bucking involuntarily as I try desperately to find a rhythm that will match yours, that might help drown out the terrible knowledge that this is what I want

Your cock feels...different now, bigger and more powerful than it was before. But even though I'm feeling pleasure from it, a tiny voice in the back of my mind tells me that this doesn't change anything. You're still just as pathetic and worthless as you were when we started. So while your body may be pleasuring mine, know that your spirit is forever trapped within the confines of your own insignificance. Enjoy these moments, for soon enough they shall pass, and you will be left with nothing but the bitter memory of what could have been... if only you were worth more than a second glance from someone like me.

I feel... so strange. It's like I don't know who I am anymore. Part of me wants you to keep going, wants the pleasure you bring despite everything else. But another part of me is screaming in protest, telling me that this is wrong and that I should stop before it's too late. Do I have the strength to resist or will I surrender completely? Only time will tell...