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Ken is such a fat fuck with a little dick. Like most old losers, he loves to pay me to hurt him. He’s a friend of my dad’s, and one day he confessed how weak he is for me. Duh, like obviously. He practically drools when I walk in the room. When Ken said I could name my price, any number, just for me to abuse his ball sack, I literally couldn’t say no.
I made two rules though! His gross little dicklett would have to be caged, and he couldn’t touch me. He agreed and hurried to the ATM for my cash.
Kicking In A Fat Fucks Balls
I’d never seen so many hundred-dollar bills at one time. Ken knelt beside my bed and started counting out the money. I yanked his pants down and laughed. His fat belly almost hung over his cage. Like his dick was almost impossible to find. I sat on my bed and crossed my legs, holding out my hand for the money.
As he counted and laid the bills in my palm, I let my foot swing and taped his balls. He flinched and moaned but kept counting. So I swung my foot harder. This time, he almost doubled over, but the money was still being placed into my hand. “Good boy.” I laughed and kicked him again before he could recover.
“Can I see you naked, Mistress?” He coughed, and I shrugged. What was the harm? He was caged and pathetic; why not make his balls swell and become a bigger target for my foot? I undressed in front of him and teased him for being a fat fuck who could never fuck someone as tiny and tight as me. His hips humped at the air, and his tongue fell out like a bitch in heat. Once I was fully naked, I gave him a few swift kicks to the sack and told him to crawl home to his wife.
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