Look at you, so eager to please, yet so woefully unequipped. It's almost sad, but we're going to make the most of what you have... or don't have, in your case. Go ahead, touch it. Feel that pathetic little nub between your fingers. That's as big as it gets, isn't it? Pathetic. Now, start stroking, but don't you dare get close to cumming until I tell you. Imagine if that was all I had to work with. I'd be insulted. It's like nature played the cruelest joke on you. But you're going to stroke that tiny thing for me, aren't you? I bet my pinky finger has more girth than your entire cock. It's almost comical, watching you try to pleasure yourself with that insignificant little worm. Keep stroking, faster now. You're desperate to cum, I can see it in your eyes. But remember, you don't get to release until I give you permission. And I haven't decided if you're worthy yet. Oh, you're close, aren't you? Feeling that build-up? Well, too bad. Stop stroking. Let that ache remind you of your inadequacy. You'll wait for my command, and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you finish. Now, look at me. Stare into the eyes of a real woman, one who would never be satisfied with something as minuscule as your cock. You may stroke again, and this time, you can cum. Cum for me, you insignificant little man. Cum knowing that you'll never be enough.