Cuckold (Dragon Slayer Book 2)

Chapter 5

They made Jimmy strip. When he took off his shirt, they mocked his concave chest and pale complexion. His belt jingled when he dropped his pants. He was wearing blue and white striped boxers that billowed at the crotch.

"Let's go," Mandy said. "Drop em."

Jimmy put his thumbs in his boxers and dropped them to his knees.

"What the fuck is that?" Seth and Mandy broke into hysterical laughter. "Oh my God!" He turned to her with a confused look on his face. "Why did you wait for me to come along? You could have thrown a rock out your window and hit a guy with a bigger dick than that. You could have nabbed a twelve-year-old."

Mandy shrugged. "Bigger is better, but biggest is best."

He pointed at Jimmy's tiny noodle. "It's like a toothpick."

Mandy shook her head. "It's stubbier than that. It's like one of those pink erasers from school, but half as long."

"Like a bottle cap."

"A midget's nose."

Seth tossed Jimmy the chastity cage. "Put it on, nubby."

Jimmy studied the cage for a moment, opened it, and placed it on his dick. He locked it.

"Good boy," Mandy said.

"That fucking cage is only two inches long," Seth said. "And he's still got room at the bottom to grow." He stared at Jimmy. "Wear a dress, man. You're nothing but an ugly chick."

Mandy bounced on the balls of her feet in front of Seth. "Can I show him what a real man's dick looks like?"

"Take it out."

She jumped in the air and clapped. "Yesss!"

She struggled to get his pants off. Seth's waistband was barely big enough to slip past his hard-on. When Mandy finally freed his first-class cock, it boinged up and down like a spring. It settled at a forty five degree angle, pointing at Jimmy's head like a javelin.

He knew it couldn't, but it seemed close enough to poke out his eye. He sighed and stood stoop-shouldered while Mandy knelt and throttled her head on it. Juicy, slurping sloppy sounds.

Then the noises stopped and Mandy turned around to beckon him. "Come here," she said, "and look at this thing up close."

"I uh..."

"Honey. This is who you are."

"No, it isn't!" Jimmy shouted. "I am not a loser and I am not a fucking woman. Just because I have a small penis, it doesn't mean—"

"Yeeeeeaaaah, it does," Seth said.

"Honey," Mandy said again.

"No!" Jimmy was breathing through his mouth now, growling like a predator. He screamed and charged them, a fist raised over his head, ready to clobber that big fucking dick once and for all.

Quick as a flash, Seth lifted Mandy aside and set her down then put up his foot and booted Jimmy in the sternum. Jimmy staggered backward, tripped over an ottoman and fell on his ass.

He tried to sit up, but Seth pinned him to the floor with his foot and leaned into it. Jimmy gasped for air. He grabbed Seth's ankle and struggled to break free. He kicked and screamed.

The Viagra had done its job. From below, Seth's cock was a goddamn submarine, rock solid, and practically ready to pop. It looked like it could drill for oil or crack diamonds.

Jimmy couldn't breathe. He couldn't shake him. And Seth's enormous dick cast a shadow across his face and shoulders. It was covered in smeared stripes of Mandy's lipstick. Jimmy tried to fight off panic. His world was closing in.

And the worst part of it all: Seth was totally calm. He wasn't even out of breath. He wasn't sweating. He spoke on an even keel. "I'd say you just don't get it," he said. "But I think you do."

Mandy entered Jimmy's field of vision. Her hands were clasped in front of her breasts. She looked concerned.

"I think," Seth continued, "that you do understand. I think you know your place is at our feet, and it gets you off. But you're fighting it because you think it makes you weak." He lifted his foot from Jimmy's chest.

"But here's the thing. You are weak. That's the point. Mandy told me how you jerked off that night in the hotel. I know and you know and Mandy knows who you are. You're the bottom of the barrel. You can either fight it or accept it."

He backed away and Jimmy stood up.

"Now," Seth said. "Come. Here." Jimmy took a step. "Not like that," Seth said. "Crawl."

He went on his hands and knees, crying on the carpet, the little chastity cage cold on his thighs. When he reached Seth's feet, he came up on his knees next to Mandy.

Seth nodded, his eyes narrowed, and he lifted his finger. "Don't you dare touch my dick." He looked at Mandy and she got back to it, stroking him with both hands and chugging the head with glee.

"Oh my God!" she cooed. "I still can't believe how big it is. I can't even fit my hands around it. It hurts my jaw."

She slapped her face with it, spit on the tip of it, and licked it down its length. It was an apex specimen, the best of the best, and up close like this, Jimmy couldn't help but admire it.

Seth put his hands on his hips and laughed. He lightly kicked the chastity cage. "Look. It's awake."

Mandy popped his cock from her mouth and glanced between Jimmy's legs. "Aww, how cute."

Seth was still laughing. "It didn't even grow." He kicked the cage again and it jingled. "What are you?"

Jimmy looked up at him through big thick glasses fogged up with tears. "I'm worthless. I'm nothing. I'm a tiny dick cuck."

"You're goddamn right."