Oh, my little toy, how pathetic you look tied on your knees, clenching that butt plug in your tight hole and cock locked away in its little cage. But the most amusing part is your helplessness as you watch me taking your wife. She’s moaning, writhing beneath me in the ways you could never make her. The sheer size of my strap-on puts you to shame, doesn't it? She’s full of my strap-on, taking it in every hole, in every way you never could. The sight must be too much for you, your poor locked up cock trying to harden in its prison. But that's the point, isn't it? To torment you with your own inadequacies. The sight of your wife's eyes rolling back in pleasure, her body trembling under the overwhelming ecstasy is the cruelest form of humiliation I can bestow upon you. The knowledge that she enjoys my strap-on more than your pitiful cock. The knowing look she throws at you as I take her, over and over again, and all you can do is watch in impotent rage and shame.