Linda, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel disgust as she looked at Bryan's tiny penis. It looked so small and unimportant that she wanted to cover it with her hand.
'How could he have married a woman like Marceline with such a pathetic appendage...?'
'It was a miracle she hadn't left him years ago.'
Bryan could only shrink back in his bonds, his face burning with shame and humiliation as he felt the weight of three pairs of eyes on his inadequate cock.
He wanted to cover himself, to hide his deepest failing from view, but he was helpless to do anything but endure their scornful gazes. Tears of self-loathing stung his eyes as he realized the full extent.
Linda leaned in close to Bryan and made a disgusted face as she sneered at him. "You know... you're one pathetic human being, right?"
"Wait, no! You're actually worse than pathetic!" Linda shouted. "You're just a sad, pathetic excuse for a man!"
