"You are useless as a man, a miserable specimen; you aren't fit to have an erection let alone make love to a woman. I'm dressing you up in a frilly pink corset, nylon stockings and heels so that no other woman gets fooled into thinking you are anything other than a totally inadequate maggot. I've locked the corset on, and if you snag those stockings I won't loosen it at night. Call yourself a husband, a real man would be able to satisfy me. A real man wouldn't have a tiny floppy cock like yours. A real man is coming round tonight to give me some the kind of orgasm I've been missing out on being married to a worm like you. Granted, your a rich worm, and a faithful worm, so this is the only way I can stay in this beautiful house and get laid. That's him now, your name is Gloria and you maid uniform is on the bed upstairs. Get changed quick or I'll send you pictures of you dressed like this to the press."