In the dim light, Chastity's eyes gleam with lust and defiance. His cock, imprisoned in its plastic cage, twitches at the sight of his wife's curves. 'Touch me,' she begs, grinding against the enclosure. 'Make me come.' But the keys dangle tantalizingly from her neck, out of reach. His hand strokes eagerly, but the cage remains unyielding, a constant reminder of his subservient role.