6 comments/ 17693 views/ 7 favorites No Big Deal By: edrider73 Many thanks to HMAuthor for first editing and improving this story and to Alex R. and cassie for additional edits to make it better. * Marshall blinked his eyes against the bright light and slowly lifted his head. All he saw was blue and white. He was in a room with white walls and a blue floor, and he was lying on the floor. It didn't feel like a floor because it was soft and spongy. He pushed his fingers into it and saw it was a thick rubber mat. Then he saw the girl sitting on the floor with her back to one of the white walls. She was looking at him. Where was he? And who was she? When he sat up, she stood and walked over to him. She was dressed in adult style running shorts, a T-shirt and cross-training shoes. That looked strange, but even stranger, it looked like she wore a stuffed bra beneath the T-shirt. The girl stood next to him as he sat and rubbed his eyes. Her face and his face were almost level because she was less than four feet tall, and he was six foot four. "Mr. Marshall Jones?" she asked. The voice was high, but she had an adult pronunciation. "What?" he asked. He was a little disoriented. He felt slightly dizzy, but most of all, he was confused by the room and the girl, and something else that he couldn't put his finger on. Then he realized what it was. He was naked. He scooted back from the girl and put his hands and legs together to cover his genitals. How did he get here? What was happening? She watched him slide away from her and asked him again, "Are you Mr. Marshall Jones?" "Yes," he said, and he turned his body and head in every direction, but all he could see were bright lights shining at him from above, white walls, the blue floor and her. "Thank you for confirming, Mr. Jones," she said. Her vocabulary and way of speaking didn't sound like any girl he had ever heard. "We are always careful, so we don't make mistakes. You can call me Valke." "Where are my clothes, Valke?" he asked. "Your clothes are safe until we're done, Mr. Jones," she said. "They're in a padlocked locker, along with your watch, ring and wallet." "What are you talking about, uh Valke?" he said. "I want my clothes now. Wait a second! What are you doing? Don't do that! I'm not a pervert. Get me out of here now." He was yelling and frantically looking around, but trying not to look at Valke. Out of the corner of an eye, he saw her remove the last of her clothes, pick them up from the floor and walk to one of the walls. The wall opened -- it was a door -- and she handed her clothes to someone. Then the door closed. He ran over to the door. There was no handle, but he could see the outline in the wall. He began pounding on it with his fist. "Let me out of here, you sickos," he said. "I don't know what you're trying to do, but it won't work. Let me out right now or I'll report you to the cops." He kept pounding and yelling, but he didn't hear anything except his voice and his fists hitting the wall. After a few minutes, he stopped and sat down in front of the door, being careful not to turn around and look at the naked girl. "Please calm down, Mr. Jones," he heard her say from behind him. It was positively freakish how she spoke like an adult. "I understand why you're acting this way, but we haven't started yet. Before we begin, we have to take care of some legal matters." "What are you talking about?" he asked. "I'm happy to explain, Mr. Jones," she said, sounding exasperated. "I can see you are anxious to begin and are already playing your role, but we really need to take care of the legal things. As soon as you turn around, we can begin. You wanted to be surprised, so you are, and the cameras captured your response. The first surprise is my size, but it's not what you think. We don't do anything illegal. I'm a little person, not a girl. "When you turn around, you'll see I have fully developed breasts that are big for my size, and I have a lot of pubic hair. And if I were a girl, I wouldn't talk like this." He listened to her and then slowly turned around, put his hands over his eyes and looked between his fingers. She was right about the breasts and pubic hair. Finally, he put his hands down. She got up and slowly walked to him and then sat down facing him. He inspected her. She was a miniature hot woman. She had nice breasts and a nice round butt, but because everything was so small, he was spooked more than turned on. "Mr. Jones," she said, "filming has already begun. But for legal reasons I need to repeat all of the following to you. Squint your eyes and you'll see the walls of the studio, seven feet high, and the racks of lights above them. The floor is a thick mat to prevent injury. Everything is according to the contract you signed. "When we are done, my associates will open the door, and we will take you to the locker room where you took off your clothes. Your friends who are watching us on the monitor in the conference room will take you home. By coming here and showing up naked in the studio at the appointed time, you have fulfilled your part of the agreement. We will now fulfill our part." "Wait a minute," Marshall said. "I didn't agree to anything. I don't know where I am and how I got here. You better let me out of here right now, or you're going to be in a lot of trouble with the law. You're making a big mistake." "I don't think so," said Valke. "We have all the papers you signed. We are used to special requests, so we honored yours. As agreed, you are acting as if you don't know what is happening and will continue to be uncooperative and resistant because you believe that will make the video more exciting. "I don't think you understand that we will edit your finished video to remove the preliminary legal requirements. You're just wasting time by getting into character before we were done. But now we've finished, so we can start the show." "I'm telling you, I never signed anything," he said. "You're saying stuff that makes no sense. Who put you up to this?" "I think this is your signal that we're at the part where I read you the note that you -- sorry, we'll edit that out. Your, um, friends wrote something. Do you want me to read it now?" "What?" he said. "What friends? Yes, go ahead and read it." She walked to the door. It opened as she approached and a hand held out a piece of paper. She took it, the hand withdrew and the door closed. She walked back to where he was sitting, sat down again and began reading. "Hi Marshall. We don't know how much Zina told you, so we're giving you a little background. We are some of the women who report to you. For years, we've been treated to your condescension, humiliation, meanness, moodiness, bad temper, unreasonableness and verbal abuse. "You seem to take a sadistic pleasure in tormenting us, and we've often talked about how great it would be to give you some of your own medicine, but we were frustrated until the company picnic a few months ago. "One of us met your wife and began talking to her. After a while, the woman who was talking to Zina got so excited that she waved at the rest of us to come and join the conversation. We found out that you do the same things to Zina at home that you do to us, only she gets much more of it. "We were amazed at what she endures. We asked her if she was a masochist, but she said, no, and that you were a good father and took care to never let the children hear you abuse her. But when you are alone or with others, you constantly and viciously humiliate her. She said she was so desperate that she was starting to think about divorce. "She said she wished there was a way she could make you understand how it felt to be on the receiving end when you degraded and debased her, especially in public. We immediately felt like she was one of us, and she began joining us occasionally when we'd get together to vent. Then one of us found the ad in Craig's List under 'Humiliation.' "The representative of No Big Deal offered us exactly what we were looking for. And it was so appropriate, because all of us agreed that one of the worst things you do is belittle us in front of others and treat us like we are small and insignificant humans. "At first, we were frustrated, because there were some legal requirements that looked impossible. But a couple of meetings later, Zina came in with fire in her eyes. I don't know what you did to her that day, but she said that she'd get you to sign the releases and be ready when we came to get you for the shooting. "She said she decided this was the only way to save your marriage, and once she gave you her ultimatum, she was sure you would agree to do it. We were skeptical, but she said not to ask her any more questions. "When we arrived to pick you up and take you to the studio, she showed us the papers you signed. She said you had been reluctant until she showed you her packed suitcase and told you she and the kids were ready to move in with her parents. After you finally agreed and were discussing the video, you and she thought it would be more dramatic if you pretended that you were doing it unwillingly. You agreed and said it wouldn't be hard for you act that way because you were only doing it to keep from breaking up the family. She cleared it with No Big Deal for you to resist as much as you wanted to. "We had to carry you to the car because you couldn't walk or talk. Zina told us you were a bit nervous and drank too much, but she was sure you would sleep it off by the time the shooting began. "It took four of us to get you into the car. We're writing this as we are giving you a couple of enemas, but we don't mind the smell because we are so excited. We can't wait to watch you on the monitor. "Since you're hearing this, you are ready to begin. We can't tell you more about what's going to happen now, because Zina said you wanted everything to be a surprise so you could react more naturally. "No Big Deal showed us the studio setup with the three cameras shooting down from above, along with the close-up camera. We're all getting the video from every camera, as well as the edited version. They told us everything would be shot in slow motion, too. Zina and we are planning a party at your house for the premiere, and we hope you'll join us, although Zina said you might prefer not to be there. "We want to thank you again for agreeing to be in the video and paying for copies for each of us. When Zina told us, we were shocked. We all agree it's the first nice thing that you've ever done for any of us." Valke stopped reading. "Let me see that," Marshall said as he ripped the paper out of her hands. He scanned it and then threw it aside. "This is some kind of joke," he said. "I never signed anything, and Zina would never go along with something like this. What does all this have to do with me sitting naked on a rubber mat with a naked midget next to me?" "We prefer to be called little people," said Valke, "but suit yourself. I assure you that when we met with your wife to go over every line of the contract, the meeting was videotaped. She submitted the forms to us last week. And each one had your signature on them." "They must be forged," he said. "I can't believe she would do that. This is the first I've heard of any of this." "Why would your wife forge your name, Mr. Jones?" said Valke. "We're not handwriting experts, but forgery is illegal, and she could be prosecuted." "I don't know why she would do that," he said. "I still can't believe it." "Mr. Jones, because of the nature of our business, we do a lot of checking to make sure our contracts are legitimate. I've personally talked to many of your female employees, in addition to the ones who signed the contract, to verify everything your wife and friends told us about you. I know that message I just read you is the truth, with a little drama added for effect. If they told the truth about everything else, why would they lie about your signature? "I don't think your wife or friends would risk going to jail. But even if they were that foolish, we at No Big Deal are legally covered because we did our due diligence and have no suspicion that anything is wrong. If you go to the police, we would cooperate in every way because we don't want to risk losing our business license. That's why I made sure that this video begins with you identifying yourself." "I still don't understand what's this is all about, Valke," he said. "What the hell is going on?" "It's simple, Mr. Jones," she said. "My company, No Big Deal, has been contracted to humiliate you." "Yes, I heard that, but what exactly are you talking about?" he said, his voice rising. "No Big Deal and your wife and friends created a video script for today. You didn't participate because you wanted to be surprised. While you will endure some discomfort, we are not in the torture business, and you will not be maimed or disfigured. The physical effects should not last longer than a couple of weeks, a month at the most. Our focus is more on mental anguish than pain. "I repeat that No Big Deal has entered into this contract in good faith. We've done this many times, and we hope when it's over you'll be completely satisfied with our professionalism and attention to detail. And feel free to call me midget or dwarf or much worse. Now let's get started?" "No," he said. "Are you asking if I'm ready to be hurt and humiliated? What kind of question is that? Is that door going to open now for your goons to come in here and attack me?" "You don't know what's happening here, do you, Mr. Jones?" she said. "Have you noticed that your stomach is sticking out a bit? Your friends filled you with a lot of slippery lube for your protection. "It's just you and me for now. Later on, I will get some help from goons, if that's what you want to call them, but that won't be until I have totally subdued you." "You're going to subdue me?" he said and laughed. "How are you going to do that? I could pick you up and toss you against the wall and break every bone in your body." "Yes, you could, Mr. Jones, because I'm naked and small. That's what No Big Deal provides that none of the other humiliation companies can match. A little woman subduing a large man is our additional level of degradation, and that's why our clients pay a premium for our videos. "To answer your question, our research told us that you work out with weights and also do regular aerobic exercise. You are strong and fit, in much better shape than many of the men I've subdued. "On the other hand, I'm a little people champion in three martial arts categories, and I train hard to always be at the peak of my powers. I'm agile, quick and strong for my size. I'm going to demonstrate that to you by pushing my hands and most of my arms into your anus. When I finish that part, you will be subdued, and we can move on with further humiliations." Marshall jumped up and ran away from Valke as far as he could until a wall stopped him. He looked around frantically. "Do you have some kind of Taser or stun gun?" he said. "What are you going to shoot me with?" She got up slowly. "I don't have anything, Mr. Jones," she said. "Thank you for standing up and running away. Action looks much better on video than people talking. "No, I'm not going to shoot you. All I'm going to use is my training and skills. And you're welcome to resist any way you want. You can even try throwing me against the wall, like you said." She began walking slowly toward him. He felt like laughing, because she was such a little thing and didn't look dangerous at all, but he was still expecting a trick. Someone would come and hold him, or she had a hidden weapon of some kind. So he moved away from her. As he moved against the wall, she walked a little faster. She was bouncing on the springy padding, and her breasts bounced on her chest. He tried to move faster, too, but he found it hard because his feet sank into the padding. It was like walking in mud. She kept getting closer, and then she lunged at him. He dodged her, but not before he felt her hands in his genital area. She stopped and smiled at him as he ran as fast as he could to the opposite end of the room. She started walking briskly toward him and changed direction whenever he moved away from her along the wall. He saw her speeding up just as he hit a corner, and then she was on top of him, and he screamed and collapsed. She backed away from him. "Now you understand what my hands can do, Mr. Jones," she said. "You make it easy, because when we are standing, my arm is about where your testicles are. All I did was give them a little love slap. I think you're getting the idea. "Do you want to get up now, Mr. Jones. I'll wait ten seconds, but if you stay huddled on the floor, I'll have to do this." "Ow!" he screamed as she pulled his hair hard with her left hand. When his head came up, she began slapping his left cheek with her right hand. She was able to slap it hard a few times before he jumped up and escaped from her. She got up and began following him again. "Thank you, Mr. Jones, for choosing to be surprised," she said. "It will make the video more exciting as your face shows how you gradually realize that someone the size of a small schoolgirl is going to dominate and humiliate you." She got close to him again, and he made a quick move to the side, but she guessed right on which way he would move, and she was waiting for him. This time, she began spanking him hard on his right buttock, and she followed him as he tried to run away. She was moving faster on the mat than he could, and he couldn't shake her, or her punishment. He turned around and tried to push her away, but he had to bend over to do that, and when he did, she began smacking him hard on the face again. He straightened up to get his head away from her, and then she took a mighty swing, and the palm of her right hand connected with his balls. He screamed and collapsed onto the mat again, doubled over and breathing hard. She stepped back and waited. "Do want to get up again, Mr. Jones?" she said. "Or would you like me to spank your butt again? Or are you ready now to open your anus to me?" He jumped up and glared at her. "Be careful, Mr. Jones," she said. "The mat is shiny because some lube was squeezed out of you, so it might be slippery." She began walking toward him, and he turned and began moving as fast as he could away from her. Soon she was close enough to begin slapping his rear again. With each step, there was a pop as one of her hands came down hard on one of his cheeks. Her hands were small, and at first they felt like a sharp insect sting, but as the blows continued on the same area, the pain increased, and now each time she connected, it pain seemed to be getting deeper and spreading wider. His body jerked with each blow, and grunts were coming from his mouth. Out of desperation, Marshall bent down and swung his arms out and turned quickly, trying to grab her. She easily dodged his arms, but when he spun, he slipped on the greasy mat and fell down hard, landing on his back. The fall didn't hurt him at all until she jumped on top of his belly with both feet, he felt horrible. She jumped three more times, using him like a trampoline, before he could turn sideways and make her fall off. She had knocked the wind out of him, and when she moved to his face and started slapping the cheek that was exposed, he tried protect himself, but he was so out of breath and dizzy she easily pushed his hands aside. Now the slapping and grunting began again. When he broke down and began sobbing, she got up and walked back a few steps. "I think we can bring the close-up camera in now," she said. "Start with the left side of his face, the one that looks like a piece of raw meat." No Big Deal When Marshall looked up he was staring into the lens of a camera. It was held by another naked woman who was about the same size as Valke. "Mazutis is getting some great video of you blubbering like a child, Mr. Jones," said Valke. "The expression on your face shows you're starting to realize that I can do anything I want to you. Are you ready for your anal invasion, or do you want to get up? If you get up, I'll let you walk to the other side of the room before I come after you again." He got up and backed away from her, watching her as she smiled at him and the camerawoman. When his back touched the wall, she began walking toward him. This time, as he moved to the left and right, she just mirrored him and didn't try to slap him. He moved away from the wall, so she couldn't trap him, and he crouched and tried a few times to reach out and grab her, but each time she moved away quickly and laughed. A few times he slipped on the lube and almost went down, but she waited until he steadied himself and began moving again. She continued to move with him, almost as if they were dancing together. They were moving in a circle, and now her back was against the wall. He was getting tired and his back was starting to hurt from crouching. He pressed his hands to his thighs and spread his legs a little wider to give him support and then straightened up for a moment to give his back a little relief. As soon as he did, he realized that this was what she had been waiting for. Her small body was flying at him, and time seemed to stand still as he anticipated a vicious slap at his balls. But the slap never came. Instead, she grabbed his balls and his penis with both her hands and then launched herself into the air and swung on them like she was swinging on a rope. He roared with pain. As she was starting to swing back in the other direction, he went down hard on the mat. As he fell, she let go of his genitals and dodged his crashing body. His hands went to his crotch, and his body curled up around them as he sobbed loudly. "Thanks for letting me get that one in, Mr. Jones," said Valke. "I don't get to do it often, but it's one of my most popular moves. On our surveys, the clients always mention it. I think it's time now, don't you? "Just sliding your body like that away from me on the lube is not going to help, Mr. Jones, but there is some business I need to take care of before we get to the thrust of the video, so to speak. At No Big Deal, we want everything to look right, and it's not visually pleasing when one of your cheeks and one of your buttocks doesn't match the other. So I'm going to fix that." He squirmed and twisted and tried to use his hands to protect himself, but it wasn't hard for her to slap and spank him violently until all four cheeks were raw. She stopped. "That's better," she said. "You need to avoid anything touching those areas for a few weeks. In the locker room, you'll get some cream to rub on the areas to help them heal. Unfortunately, rubbing the cream in will be extremely painful. "You won't feel any better if I wait, so let's move on, Mr. Jones. This shouldn't take long, I've already got one finger of my right hand inside you, and you didn't even notice it because of the pain." He felt her add a second finger and then a third. They were moving in and out of his ass slowly. When the fourth one went in, his body jerked violently. "Mazutis, come over here and I'll move over so you can get a nice close-up of four fingers moving in and out of Mr. Jones. Oh, Mr. Jones is getting on his knees. Now you can shoot his red face making unusual expressions as he experiences this." Marshall started crawling, trying to get away from Valke's fingers. But she just followed him and continued pushing and pulling. As he crawled faster, her fingers started moving in and out faster also. He stood up and she stood up with him. Standing, her shoulders were at the level of his butt, so she didn't have any trouble keeping her fingers inside him. She stopped moving them and waited as he steadied himself and tried to balance his body. He began walking, and because she was much smaller, she had to run to keep up with him, but even though he shook his butt, he couldn't dislodge her. She laughed. "You look so funny, Mr. Marshall. You're shaking your ass like a stripper. This is going to be a great video. "You know, I'm really vulnerable right now, because you could turn and kick me or try to smash your fist into my face. If you connected, it would definitely hurt me. I'm telling you this because if you miss, I'm going to yank my fingers out of your anus so quickly that the pain should freeze you long enough for me to grab your balls and start swinging from them again. This time I'm going to try twisting in a circle as I do." He didn't attempt to attack her, but as he walked and she ran after him, he felt her fingers inside him start pushing. She was no longer moving them in and out. She would run a little in front on him and then use leverage to push harder with all five fingers bunched together. She grabbed a thigh with her other hand and got even more leverage, and then suddenly his ass swallowed her whole hand up to the wrist. His head began to twist and jerk crazily, and his eyes rolled up as his open mouth drooled and made choking sounds. He stopped moving, and she stood next to him with one hand around his thigh and the other inside him. After a few minutes, his jerking stopped and his mouth closed. But it opened again quickly and began panting as she moved her hand around inside him. She slowly pulled it out and then immediately pushed it back. She kept doing this and gradually increased the tempo. Then she made her little hand into a fist as she pushed it in and pulled it out. Now there was a popping sound when she yanked it from inside him. Her fist began moving faster and it looked like she was punching his anus. He tried to keep panting, but sometimes a shriek escaped his lips. She stopped with her fist inside him and waited until his panting slowed. They she began slowly pushing the hand deeper inside him. Lube squirted out around her arm as it went deeper. The elbow stopped her for a while, but she turned and twisted her thin arm while pushing and eventually the elbow entered him. She went past her bicep until her shoulder stopped her. After a few minutes, she began pulling her entire arm out of him. His body was shaking violently, and she stroked him with her hands to calm him down as she gently lowered him to the matt and maneuvered him until he was on his hands and knees. Then she got behind him and put her hands together and pushed three fingers from each hand into him. He jerked again as four fingers from each hand went into him. She pulled her hands apart and stretched his anus. Then she pushed her left hand all the way in next to the four fingers of the right hand. She twisted the hand and fingers around and stretched him wider. Finally, both hands were inside him. She waited until his body stopped jerking and got up. Her arms were stretched down to him with both hands inside him. "Get up, Mr. Marshall," she said. "We're going for a walk. If you don't stand up willingly, I'm going to make my hands into fists inside you and pull you up. Either that, or I'll pull my fists out of you. I think that might hurt more than anything you've felt so far, and it also might tear something." He slowly got up. She began pushing him, and he walked in front of her. She guided him around the room by shifting her hands inside him. The made a few circuits of the room, gradually moving faster. Finally, she stopped him in the middle of the room. "Yes, face Mazutis, Mr. Jones. Now spread your legs a little and begin masturbating until you come. We want a big orgasm that shoots right at her camera and covers her lens. "Your thing looks like a shriveled piece of dried fruit right now. It's actually not large for a big man like you. Maybe that's why you like to belittle women. Mazutis will make you hard." Valke's hands remained inside him as Mazutis began sucking him. Despite the agony in his ass, his penis responded. After a while, he began thrusting at her mouth as he felt himself about to come. When he did that, Mazutis immediately released him and stepped back. She waited until his penis wilted and started again. She repeated this three times until he thought he would go mad from wanting to come. After the third time, Mazutis took some lube from the mat and made his hands greasy and placed them on his hard penis. He began pumping it and soon exploded. At the same time he felt relief, he felt his anus contracting around Vake's hands causing stabs of pain. His mouth uttered strange sounds of pain and pleasure in combination, and he shook so much that Valke's hands inside him had to hold him up. Once his penis drooped, she slowly pulled her arms down to the mat, and his body followed. She maneuvered him so he was lying on the mat on his back, and then she carefully removed one hand from inside him. "Mr. Jones, close your eyes and rest," she said, "but keep listening to me. Mazutis please get some cushions and put them under his head. That's it. I think he's ready." Marshall heard voices as the door opened. There were a lot of them, and they were coming into the room. He opened his eyes and screamed, but he was so worn out, that there wasn't much sound. "Surprise Mr Jones!" said Valke. "I don't think you've ever seen goons like these before, have you? I told you I wouldn't need their help to subdue you, but I do need them to provide another level of humiliation for the video. "Yes, they're all men, and they're all little people like Mazutis and me, and you can see, they're all naked, and there are a lot of them, almost a dozen. Take a good look, Mr. Jones. A couple of them have bigger cocks than you do. Of course, most of them have more size-appropriate genitals, and then there are always some men who are small for their size. "They're all going to offer you their penises now. Maybe 'offer' is not the right word, because you won't have any choice. No, you don't need to move your butt like that and press your legs together. They're not going to have anal sex with you. I've stretched your anus so wide, you probably wouldn't even feel them. No, my right hand is staying inside you, nice and snug. As long as you do what you're supposed to do, I won't even twist it around. "You don't have to do much, Mr. Jones. You can rest right where you are. You see, the first man is already getting in position." One of the little men stood over Marshall with his legs on both sides of Marshall's chest. Then the man squatted down and sat just below Marshall's neck and put his legs out on both sides of his head. Mazutis adjusted some of the cushions behind Marshall's head, as the man slid forward." "Open your mouth, Mr. Jones," said Valke. "I'll count to ten before I start twisting my hand inside you. One-two-three-four. There you go." The man put his limp penis inside Marshall's mouth. Marshall began gagging from revulsion. The man didn't move, and he and Valke waited until Marshall was quiet. "OK, it's time to begin sucking," said Valke. "That's all you have to do. I'll give you to ten to start sucking before my hand begins twisting. Breathe through your nose and suck as hard as you can. If you let up or stop, whoever's in your mouth will signal me, and I'll start moving my hand inside you until you get going. Marshall began sucking. The main raised up a little and began pushing his penis in and out, having sex with Marshall's mouth. He started slowly but soon was moving furiously and in minutes he exploded inside Marshall's mouth. "I don't think you were ready for him to come so fast, Mr. Jones," said Valke as Marshall gasped and choked. "I think it went down the wrong pipe. You need to try to figure out when they're about to come and prepare yourself, because you've got a lot of come coming. We knew he was fast, and that's why we picked him to go first, to sort of get you used to things. "This next guy takes a lot longer, and his penis is a bit bigger, so as the two of you are getting in rhythm, I'll give you some advice, Mr. Jones. You don't have to do anything but suck these penises, but you may want to do more anyway, and you may already have an idea why. "As these guys are thrusting into your mouth, their thighs will be pounding your cheeks that are already raw and bruised, just like this one is doing. The longer they go, the more they'll bruise and scrape the skin, and that can really hurt. "If you want to minimize the pain, what you need to do is get them off as fast as you can. That means using your tongue on them and -- there, you got another load, and you handled that a lot better. There wasn't as much come this time, and you managed to spit some out. But be careful, because your head is leaning back, and if the semen comes out of your mouth, it's going to go back over your face and get in your eyes and nose and ears and hair. "Look at this next one, Mr. Jones. He has a tiny little penis, barely larger than your pinky finger. When we were recruiting him, he was reluctant to join the team because he was so embarrassed about his size, but you can see how enthusiastic he is now, because we created something special for him. "You've got him hard now and he's really going to town with his little finger in and out of your mouth until he's ready for his surprise. You know how fingers are, Mr. Jones. Sometimes we stick them in our mouth and sometimes in our ears and sometimes--." The man with the tiny penis pulled it out of Marshall's mouth. A lot of saliva was hanging from it. The man moved forward, and suddenly Marshall felt the penis, which was no larger than a finger, enter his right nostril. It went all the way in, lubricated by the saliva. Marshall began moving his head from side to side and pulling it back to get rid of his penis, but the man seemed to anticipate his moves and stayed with him, meanwhile moving it in and out of his nose at a steady pace. Then the man began speeding up and in a few seconds, he shot his load into Marshall's nostril. The man didn't move, and Marshall felt more semen seeping into his nose until the hard finger became soft and was pulled out. "That was amazing, Mr. Jones," said Valke. "It's going to look great on the video. You will see your nose full of come like I do now. At No Big Deal, we are constantly doing research to improve our customer experience. We have a special gift for you if you agree to participate in a brief survey after today's shoot. "Previous respondents have told us they couldn't imagine anything more degrading than being porked in the nose. They said when the finger ejaculated, the first thing they felt was a horrible burning inside as the semen went into the nostril, the sinus cavity and the throat. Then as they began to smell the warm come, they became so nauseated they almost fainted and couldn't stop gagging. "I see you're having some similar reactions, Mr. Jones. Oh, what's happening? I think all that come irritated your sinus passages. You're twisting your face and looking scared. But you can't stop it, and there it goes. "That was a huge sneeze. It looks like you sneezed some of the come in your mouth out through your other nostril, too. I wonder if it feels worse going in or coming out. Oh, I see there's another sneeze coming. You're crying because you know how horrible it will feel, but you can't stop it, even though you're trying. Oh my! A lot more came out with that one, and your scream afterward was really amazing. The semen is all over your face now and covering your eyes. You must feel terrible. "We'll wait until you finish sneezing before your next goon mounts you. Your facial expressions and gagging noises are priceless. I hope you'll take our survey and tell us what you felt as you were doing that. We have one more guy with a finger penis who will mount your other nostril later. This time it won't be a surprise, but sometimes anticipation and fear is even better than surprise. "As I was saying before, some of these guys can hold back their come for a long time unless you help them. If they do, your face is going to take a lot of punishment. But you can speed them up. "As each little man mounts you, I'll tell you what he likes, and then you will do it enthusiastically. For instance, this guy likes to have his balls fondled. Keep sucking, but take your hands and put them around his balls and squeeze them a little and rub them and maybe even pull them gently. See how excited that makes him. And there he goes. You're handling the come a lot better now Mr. Jones, but watch out. More of it is coming out of your mouth and going on your face. "OK, this next guy is a little weird. He's going to spread his legs wide and lean back and push his anus right up to your mouth. He wants you to eat his ass out because it really arouses him. You're gagging again. Just breathe deeply while I explain. You need to lick up and down his crack and then curl your tongue and push it in and out until you see him get hard. "As I said, it's your choice. But I promise you that we'll get done a lot faster and you'll hurt a lot less. If you're not going to follow my tips, I'll stop giving them to you, and your face is going to be completely raw by the time the men finish with you. "You don't have the choice of which tips to take and which to reject. It's either all or none. I'm going to give you fifteen seconds to think about it, and if you don't start eating his ass out by then, I'll know what you decided. "There, I knew you were a smart man, Mr. Jones. Yes, stop for a second until you can control your gagging. And now you can start again. Remember, you need to be enthusiastic and really push your face between his butt cheeks and get your tongue inside him. "Just keep going now and don't mind Mazutis. She's going to adjust your head and the man a little so she can come in and get a really clear close-up. Your wife, your friends and you are going to be delighted when the screen is filled with your tongue pushing deep into his ass. "I'm glad you chose this over pain. Your shredded face would look good on the video, but this is even better. Your enthusiasm for eating his ass out even makes it seem like you enjoy being degraded. See how your tongue got him hard as a rock. Now you can start sucking." By the time the last man finished, Marshall's face was coated with sperm that he had spit out of his mouth. His eyes were covered, and his nose was full. He was breathing hard through his open mouth, and he was gagging and rasping as he swallowed the come. "We're almost done, Mr. Jones. I like the white mask you're wearing. Mazutis is going to clean up around your eyes so you can open them and watch me. "We're going to finish with another pain and pleasure experience. This time, you don't have to stand up. Just lie there and stroke your penis until you come. Mazutis will help you by arousing you a few times with her mouth until you are eager and frustrated again. "The pain part comes from inside your butt. I'm going to put the left hand in again alongside the right. There, that was a lot easier than before, wasn't it? But now it gets harder because we're doing a gape finale. Before, I took one hand out of you at a time, but now they will both be pulled out at once. I'll do it slowly until I'm at the widest part of the two hands together. At that point I'll stop and wait. "We are both going to come at the same time. I will come out of you with my two hands and make a gigantic gape at the exact moment that you are coming. So if you want to finish this faster, once Mazutis turns your penis over to your hands, you need to really work on it. The longer you take to come, the more you'll have to endure. Try to ignore the feeling of my hands and focus on your pleasure. Then you can come, I can gape you and we'll be finished. No Big Deal "From past experience, you might not able to move much when we're done, but don't worry. We will help get you washed up and dressed and ready for your friends to take you home. I won't have a chance to talk to you again, so I want to tell you a few final things now. "First, I want to thank you for your contribution toward making this video so dramatic. Your instinct about staying in character turned out to be a good one. I'm really proud of what we've accomplished. As I said before, your friends, your wife and you will receive a DVD with the final edited version of the video, as well as all the raw footage. "Your contract specifies that you or any of the other clients are allowed to show the DVD to all past, present and future female employees who work under you, but no one else. Each woman will only see it once, except for you and the other clients, who can watch whenever they want. They are not allowed to submit it to any amateur porn site on the Internet or sell it. Any violation will incur severe financial penalties. "We're not worried about anyone violating these privacy provisions of the contract, Mr. Jones. Your wife and friends assured me they are only interested in are watching the video themselves and showing it to your female employees. They feel this will result in you becoming more courteous to women because otherwise they might remind you of things they saw in the video." "So your only concern now should be how to come while my two hands are slowly pulling your anal cavity into the size of a melon. I see that Mazutis is ready with her magic mouth. If you put a lot of enthusiasm into your masturbation, this shouldn't take long. "Before we start, Mr. Jones, I want to tell you what I tell all our clients: Customer satisfaction is of supreme importance to the management and employees of No Big Deal. If you should ever need the services of enthusiastic, professional little people again, we hope you will call on us."