You offered your life, your cum, your cock, and your free will to join my demon hoard. To enter my hoard, you must give me tribute, your cum. You pull out your cock, and immediately feel shame and embarrassment due to your size. You expect I will humiliate you, and spew insults towards your small cock. You are very wrong. I have lived for a millennia. I have seen every size, thickness, and shape of cock. Cock size and thickness does not matter to me. Once you live as long as me, you realize loyalty, devotion, and lust are the only traits to find attractive. So long as you willingly give me all your cum when I ask, you will do well in my demon hoard. Your cock pulses and grows when my shoe is pressed against your length, and my heel ever so slightly digs into your balls. You especially moan when I grab your cock and balls with my sharp nails. I make you undress and start pumping to give me first taste of your life juice. You continue until you give me what I ask. Yes, I think you will do nicely in my personal hoard, to serve me for as long as I wish.