Author left anonymous at her request.
I’m a relatively normal woman in her late twenties. I have a full-time office job, a pair of adorable dogs, and an affinity for tea and books. I hate conflict, rarely raise my voice, and am always happy to lend emotional support when my friends are in need. I’m in a healthy, long-term relationship with my boyfriend, who I love. I also happen to insult the shit out of tiny-dicked men on the internet in exchange for money.
To use the terminology of the kink world, I do SPH, or Small Penis Humiliation. When requested, I’ll also do sissification videos, ballbusting instructions, detailed play-by-plays of my bedroom activities, and whatever other spicy things the self-described cucks in my inbox find arousing. My life has never been stranger, or more entertaining for that matter.
So, what is SPH?
Small Penis Humiliation, or SPH for short, is exactly what it sounds like—the erotic enjoyment of submissives getting shamed for the small size of their equipment, typically with pretty girls or well-endowed men doing the shaming. While it would be understandable to assume that having a smaller-than-average johnson is a prerequisite for this particular kink, I get a surprising amount of dick pics from average and even above-average-sized subs sent to my inbox on the daily.
From its base definition, SPH can spin out into several directions, the most common one being cuckholding (usually referred to as cucking), in which SPH kinksters want to be denied sex in favor of watching or hearing about their dom getting plowed by hung men. SPH practitioners also come in a thousand flavors, from the hobbyists who simply enjoy having their genetics giggled at to the truly hardcore who believe they deserve to be pussy-free and in chastity forever.
How and why did I become a SPH domme?
The simple answer here is money. I needed a side hustle and the teeny peeny doth provide. On average, a two-minute video of me ridiculing a man’s minuscule member runs about $25, making SPH a quick and simple means of earning supplemental income. The more nuanced answer, though, is that several years of nude and kink modeling, a proclivity for watching ASMR videos, and a deep devotion to massive penises made my slide down this particular kink rabbit hole a pretty well-lubricated one. Though I gain no sexual gratification from shaming men for money, I do actually prefer larger cocks to smaller ones.
While I would never shame a person for their body without their consent, I truly and deeply love making people happy—and somehow, being told their dicklets are inferior makes the men in my inbox happy. It’s been difficult striking a balance between feeling like an asshole and feeling like I’m performing a service; professionalism and treating clients with respect outside of the videos help me ride that line. Aside from that, I protect myself by drawing hard boundaries that I do not cross, regardless of how much money is offered. If something makes me uncomfortable, I just say no, and block anyone who is too insistent.
Where does one even find an audience for this?
Twitter! It surprised me too, at first. A friend of mine who practices the kink from the other side—he enjoys being insulted rather than flinging insults—turned me on to the fact that Twitter is a deep wellspring of deviancy and filthy content. Getting off the ground was as simple as setting up a decent SPH profile. I chose an enticing mistress name, used a photo of myself holding my thumb and forefinger in an “Awww, it’s so small” type gesture, and mentioned that I make SPH content in my bio, and the buyers came to me, dick pics in hand, ready to be roasted. While business isn’t always reliable due to its nature, on the whole, I can just cast a net in the form of a few teasing posts of my censored boobs— “Seeing my tits is for alphas only, you little pathetic cucks!”—and my customers come to me. The rest is just figuring out what they like, forging a rapport, and delivering on promises made.
I’ve earned something of a following for myself by being a “soft” domme and being really nice outside of the kink scenes I do for these men. So much so that I’ve even had clients break character and talk to me about their real insecurities about their dick size or ask me for videos where I tell them that they’re worthwhile and more than what’s in their pants. It’s always interesting to see the artifice fall and be hit with the realization that we are all playing a role online. All of these men have full lives outside of their SPH kink and just enjoy playing in this space with me as a way of scratching an incredibly specific itch. I suppose despite being a participant and purveyor of a kink that I don’t ascribe to, this aspect of it helps me feel connected to people. We are all weird. You just have to find the niche corner of the internet that caters to your weirdness.
