Chris was just finishing up mowing his lawn when he noticed a pair of eyes watching him from the window of the house next door. It was Naomi, his attractive mixed-race Indian neighbor, and she was smirking at him.
He tried to ignore her and went back to pushing the mower, but he couldn't help but feel self-conscious under her gaze. He was tall and lanky, and he knew he didn't have the muscular build that most women seemed to go for.
"Hey, Chris!" Naomi called out to him, her voice dripping with amusement. "You know, for a man, you're really lacking in the muscle department."
Chris felt his face heat up with embarrassment. He had always been self-conscious about his body, and Naomi's words only confirmed his worst fears.
"And from what I've heard, your cock is just as disappointing," Naomi continued, her smirk growing wider. "Short and fat, isn't it?"
Chris's face burned even hotter, and he tried to ignore her insults. But Naomi wasn't done.
"You're nothing but a scarecrow, a string bean," she taunted. "No wonder you can't get a woman."
Just then, Naomi's sister Hannah arrived, joining in on the humiliation.
"Hey, Chris," Hannah said, her voice full of amusement. "Naomi was just telling me about your lack of muscles and your tiny cock."
Chris felt his face fall. He had always gotten along well with Hannah, and he hated the thought of her joining in on Naomi's teasing.
But Hannah didn't seem to care. She laughed and joked along with Naomi, the two sisters making fun of Chris's appearance and masculinity.
Finally, Naomi had had enough. She stood up, her eyes glinting with amusement.
"Come on over to my house, Chris," she said, her voice full of command.
Chris, feeling humiliated but also curious, followed Naomi to her house. He had no idea what she had in store for him, but he couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the thought of spending more time with her.
Naomi led him into her bedroom, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Take off your pants and underwear," she said, her voice full of command.
Chris, feeling even more humiliated, complied. He stood in front of Naomi and Hannah, his "short and fat" cock on display for the two sisters to see.
Naomi and Hannah laughed, their amusement clear.
"Here, put on a pair of my panties," Naomi said, tossing a pair of lacy underwear at Chris.
Chris, feeling completely humiliated, complied. He put on the panties, feeling even more embarrassed than before.
Naomi and Hannah laughed even harder, their amusement clear.
"You're my bitch now, Chris," Naomi said, her voice full of command. "You'll do whatever I and Hannah tell you to do."
Chris, feeling powerless but also turned on, agreed to Naomi's demands. He had never felt so humiliated, but he couldn't deny the thrill that was coursing through his veins.
Naomi, always playful, spit on Chris's cock and told him that he was not worthy of her pussy.
Chris, feeling completely humiliated but also incredibly turned on, agreed to Naomi's rules. He was her bitch, and he would do whatever she and Hannah told him to do.
The sisters continued to taunt and tease him, their amusement clear. Chris couldn't believe what he was doing, but he couldn't deny the thrill that was coursing through his veins.
He was Naomi's bitch, and he would do whatever she and Hannah told him to do.
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