I'M GOING TO PUNISH YOU FOR BEING A SISSY - continuation of the epilogue

This story occurred to me during an experience I had with a group of straight males. I found them attractive, and as always, I was fascinated by their masculine expression, knowing they were straight males. There were four of them and one of them had a relative who owned a sex shop. He got a large number of dildos of various types. There were different sizes, some of them even huge, and others so enormous that they seemed impossible. In the back of the sex shop, they began to insert dildos into my anus, starting with a normal size. They enjoyed watching how, due to excitement, my anus dilated and secreted anal fluids abundantly. The expression on my face reflected intense pleasure, which amused them even more. They began to mock me. I felt defenseless against that group of straight males, exposed to their whims, but it was a very exciting feeling. For their amusement, they started to insert increasingly larger dildos. Seeing my submissive and docile attitude and the increasing size of the dildos being inserted, they began to laugh. I heard loud, male laughter and felt terribly humiliated. But that was the humiliation inflicted by the male that excites us homosexuals so much. One of them started to insert an even larger dildo, while another began recording me with his phone to show off. The first one repeatedly pushed the huge dildo in and out of my anus, while the second who was recording ordered me to reflect pleasure on my face and say, "ha, ha, ha... how delightful!". So I did. They burst into even louder laughter than before, what a humiliation! The one recording me seemed especially attractive. He had very manly hands holding his phone, very strong, robust arms. His mouth was lipless, manly, with a well-developed jaw with a clear cleft in the middle. He was laughing merrily. Then, after recording, he decided to choose the largest dildo of all to insert into me. I was scared. It was an enormous dildo, so huge that its size seemed simply impossible. The others were impressed by their buddy's pretense. They looked in astonishment at the massive dildo and at their friend. But that handsome male brought the enormous latex projectile closer to my anus and said, "I'm going to put this in you, you faggot." The reverberating male laughter I heard was louder than ever before. I had never felt so humiliated, so degraded. No one better than a straight male to make a homosexual feel the most absolute humiliation. I begged him not to insert it, but my voice was drowned out by the loud laughter. They held me tightly, and I felt the immense pressure of the head of the gigantic dildo on my anus. I thought it would tear me apart, but with great difficulty, the large latex head managed to pass through the sphincter, and then the huge projectile could continue on its way forward, inserting more and more into my anus. The pressure in my intestines traveled to increasingly deeper areas and was enormous, almost unbearable, but a more intense pleasurable sensation began to form -ah, ah, ah...-. The man with strong arms showed no mercy and pushed the monstrous dildo to the hilt -ah, ah, ah..- How delightful! Those men mocked me as they noticed my enjoyment. Then he began moving the monstrous dildo back and forth, fornicating me with it amidst laughter. When the pleasure reached its peak, I came. When they realized I had reached climax, they prepared to leave, but one of them kicked me hard in the anal region, as if wanting to emphasize the full insertion of the giant projectile still inside me. The strong impact made me lose balance and fall to the ground, and the one who kicked me, with a mocking male gesture, dedicated the final insult, "faggot!" They were preparing to leave, talking calmly among themselves, ignoring me. It was a relaxed conversation between them in which I was not involved. Nonchalantly, as if by accident, one of them spat a big loogie on the ground. He pointed to it and authoritatively ordered me to clean it with my tongue because it was his cousin's sex shop and he wanted the floor spotless, "obey or we beat you up." It was a huge loogie, a very intense green that sparkled spectacularly under the artificial light. I obeyed, sucking with my mouth and savoring the big loogie, my tongue licking any remnants on the floor. I obeyed with the large dildo still inside me. Seeing my docility and obedience, those men burst into satisfied chorus laughter. They were about to cross the threshold of the door. They were already with their backs to me, putting on their jackets. I was fascinated by their broad backs. It was hard to find men with such broad backs. Before they crossed the threshold, as a farewell, I mumbled something timidly, but received no response. They didn't even bother to answer me and left calmly, ignoring me, like proper gentlemen, making me feel very inferior. The monstrous dildo they inserted in me was dark brown, almost black, and like all commercial products, it had a name: Ahmed. That was an Ahmed dildo, an Ahmed type. I knew Ahmed is an Arabic name for men. Because of the color of the dildo, such a dark brown, and its name, Ahmed, I realized that this large dildo symbolized the enormous phallus of a powerful Arab man. Then the idea of writing a series of stories inspired by Ahmed crossed my mind: the great Arab man, physically endowed with his huge member, and psychologically endowed with his attitude of absolute machismo, who would punish you faggot!