Over the next few days, Leah found new ways to tease and humiliate Ken, using the belt and plug to control his every movement. She made him wear it to work, to the grocery store, and even to the gym, knowing that he was constantly aware of the plug inside him and the key around her neck.
Life wasn’t all torture for Ken. He adored Leah’s quirky and obscene sense of humor. As they were getting ready for bed one night, Ken asked, “Tell me a joke–the dirtier, the better!”
Leah chuckled and says, “Okay, I’ve got one for you. What’s the difference between a penis and a bonus?”
Ken raised an eyebrow, curious. “I don’t know, what?”
Leah grinned. “Your wife will always blow your bonus!”
Ken laughed and shook his head. “You’re such a dirty girl, Leah.”
Leah just shrugged and leaned in to give Ken a deep, passionate kiss. “You know you love it,” she said with a smirk.
Leah chuckled and said, “Okay, how about this one: What’s the difference between a G-spot and a golf ball?”
Ken looks curious and asked, “What?”
Leah grinned and replied, “A man will spend 20 minutes looking for a golf ball.”
Ken burst out laughing and said, “Oh, that’s bad but so good!”
Leah thought for a moment before an idea struck her. She went to the closet and pulled out a pair of high heels and a feather boa. With a playful smile, she strutted over to Ken.
“Ken, have you heard the one about the cross-dressing chicken?” Leah asked with a giggle.
Ken raised an eyebrow in confusion, wondering where this was going.
“Well, this rooster-turned-hen decides to cross the road in style,” Leah continued, slipping into the heels, sashaying across the room, and draping the boa over her shoulder as she acts out her joke. “And when ‘she’ gets to the other side, she looks back and says, ‘I just did that in heels, bitches!'”
Ken couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the joke and the sight of Leah dressed up in heels and a feather boa. It was a moment of lightheartedness in the midst of all the intense sexual play.
Leah then leaned in close to Ken’s ear and whispered, “But don’t worry, baby. You don’t need to dress up like a little slut to get fucked like a bitch. We’ll take care of that for you.”
Leah began to undress slowly, revealing her curvaceous body to Ken. She grabbed him by the collar, pulling him closer to her, and whispered in his ear, “Let’s see if you are still laughing.”
She pushed him onto the bed and straddled him, grinding against his crotch. “You want it dirty, don’t you?” she asked, smirking.
Ken nodded eagerly, and Leah started to bite and suck on his neck, leaving marks all over his skin. She then moved down to his chest, licking and nibbling on his nipples before trailing kisses down his stomach.
She paused at his caged cock, teasing it with her tongue before moving further south. Ken gasped as he felt Leah’s tongue probing at his tight hole, slowly pushing in and out, pausing to slip the tip of her finger partway in his tight bum hole, using her saliva as lube.
Leah pulled up, whispering in Ken’s ear, “You’re going to take my fist tonight, aren’t you? You’re going to beg for it.”
“Come on, Ken,” she whispered again, “you know you want it. You want to feel me inside of you, don’t you?”
Ken couldn’t resist any longer. He nodded his head, unable to form words as he gave into Leah’s dark desires.
“Get on your knees and beg for it,” Leah commanded, her dominant side taking over.
Ken did as he was told, sinking to his knees and looking up at Leah with pleading eyes. “Please, Leah…please fuck my ass with your fist,” he begged.
Leah chuckled and positioned herself behind Ken, sliding her lubed-up hand between his cheeks. Ken gasped as Leah’s fingers entered him, slowly stretching him open.
“Take it, Ken,” Leah growled, thrusting her hand deeper and deeper until she was wrist deep inside him.
Ken moaned and writhed in pleasure and pain as Leah pushed deeper and deeper inside of him. He couldn’t believe how full he felt, how completely owned he was by Leah and her desires.
As Leah continued to work her fist in and out of him, Ken was overcome with a mix of sensations – pain, pleasure, humiliation, and an intense desire to submit to Leah’s will. He had never experienced anything like this before, and it both terrified and excited him.
Leah’s hand moved deeper and deeper inside of him, until it felt like she was all the way in. Ken’s body was stretched to its limit, and he let out a deep moan.
Leah could feel the power she had over Ken, and it turned her on like nothing else. She could do anything to him, and he would take it willingly. She slowly drew her fist out of him with a wet plop, leaving Ken panting and covered in sweat. She leaned in for a kiss, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You asked for dirty, and I gave you dirty. Are you satisfied?”
Ken nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
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