Virgin Loser. Tiny Cock. Stop Stroking and Get the Cage.

Look at you. Already hard and weak. I’m not even naked. Just partially dressed and that pathetic little dick is leaking and throbbing.
Virgin little perverts are so fun. You stroke that tiny cock all day because you can’t have anything else. How pathetic. How fun to make you jerk like a little virgin just by staring at me.
At this point you have to understand: you’re so small and disgusting that you’ll stay a virgin for the rest of your life. No choice. Too old to still be one. The more time passes, the bigger the loser you become.
Get a cage. A small one. This one’s already too big for that surprisingly tiny thing. Stop stroking. It’s disgusting. You’re born to be a virgin, a loser, to serve and be degraded by women. You’re lucky I’m even looking at you.
You fantasize about things you’ll never have. No tight, wet pussy. No soft lips around that useless cock. Stop dreaming. It only hurts more. You’re a clown. A pig. A dirty little loser jerking to alpha guys fucking real women, delusional you’ll ever be one.
No one will pity fuck you. No mercy. Get the cage. Understand you’ll never have a sex life. Just your hands, making a useless mess. Who said you deserve to drain every day? You’re a sexless bitch. At least try to behave.
I know you want me. You can’t have me. I’m not scared to hurt your feelings. The truth hurts. Stop stroking. Stop spending time. Get the cage, little virgin slut.