The Power of Faith - Chapter 2: Daddy

Disclaimer - This series contains a focus on multiple other fetishes, but ballbusting and femdom will be apart of every chapter. This chapter includes:

* Non consent
* Forced Bi
* Breathplay
* Incestual themes (no actual incest)
* Tease and Denial
* Voyeurism
* Feet (briefly)
* Exhibitionism (it should be inferred all scenes involve no minors, regardless of how likely minors would be present if the scenes portrayed in this fantasy were imitated in real life. Suspend your disbelief)

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/14i4wev/the_power_of_faith_chapter_1_purseboy/)

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Chapter 2



“Who the fuck is that?”

Having failed to make their escape with the rest of the crowd, Caleb and a couple other restaurant staff stood hiding behind the kitchen doors, taking turns to peek out the small window into the dining room area.

“You don’t know who Faith is?” Warren asked, baffled.

“No? Should I?” Caleb defended. “Faith who?”

Warren looked over at Wendy, who shrugged back.

“Does she even have a last name?” Warren asked her.

“Not one I’ve ever heard.” Wendy then turned to Caleb who was still peeking through the window. “She does whatever she wants, dude. She’s like one of those crazy cult leaders or something. Has hundreds of people practically worship her. I swear half this fucking town is filled with those nutjobs.”

“Nah, nah. It’s more than that,” Warren refuted. “She seriously has some supernatural powers or some shit. You know that Daredevil villain, Purple Man?” Warren patted Caleb’s side, indicating the question was directed at him.

Caleb only half turned his head from the window, his eyes affixed on Faith clenching a man’s balls in the restaurant booth, “You mean like comic book stuff? Nah I’m not really into that.”

“Or like have you seen Jessica Jones on Netflix? Whatever. Doesn’t matter. I honestly think she has like… straight up… mind control powers or something. Tells people what to do and they just straight up fuckin’ do it, whether they want to or not.”

“Oh don’t be stupid,” Wendy admonished. “This isn’t a fucking comic book. It’s just religious fervor or something. Yeah, she’s influential, but she doesn’t have goddamn superpowers.”

“Aaaggghh!!” the man in the booth screamed, prompting Wendy and Warren to squish beside Caleb’s face to earn a curious gaze into the dining area.

“Hehehe. That’s it baby. Go ahead and scream for me. I love it when men moan in bed. They’re always so quiet! So afraid to make a little noise! But it’s so hot! Honestly, women love it when a man moans. But for some reason, they always just make soft grunts or heavy breathing.”

Faith squeezed the man’s balls in her fist even harder while She rode his cock on top of him.

“Aaagghh! Fuck!”

Faith bent down to touch Her forehead to his, wrinkled and perspiring, his eyes clenched shut as Faith clenched his sack in Her fist behind Her. Her eyes were closed calmly as she spoke quietly into his gritted teeth,

“And that’s booooooring.”

She let go of his balls to reach both hands up and cup his head, turning it to the side and nibling his ear, sucking his neck, as She rocked Her hips up and down in a smooth, deep, sensual motion, letting his cock almost fully escape before sinking back down to its hilt, back and forth, and sucking his neck even harder.

“Fuck. I’m gonna cum…”

Faith sat up, grabbed around the base of his scrotum, and yanked his balls up violently, never ceasing Her thrusting.

“Nah ah ah…”

“OH GOD! Please not again!”

“I’ve only had a few orgasms baby. You’re not allowed to cum until I say you can.”

“Please! It hurts so much! We’ve been fucking well over an hour!”

Maintaining Her firm hold, Faith rose off his cock, twisted around into a 69 position, twisting his cords along with Her,

“AAAHHH!”

sat back down on his face, and remarked,

“Not my problem,”

as She swallowed his member whole.

Wendy half-confidently remarked, “You gotta admit though, even if there’s a lot of cult lunatics catering to her every whim, it is kind of empowering watching her take control of men in the… well… in the… bedroom, so to speak.”

Warren gawked at Wendy incredulously, “What?? No no no. It has to be so much more than that! This bitch regularly goes around town making people do whatever she wants. Did you see how everyone in this place just let her do whatever? We’re not followers of her cult, Wendy! So why did we let her get away with any of it? I’m telling you she’s a witch or something.”

“Then why do some people seem to resist her, hmm?” Wendy challenged.

“I dunno! Don’t ask me to explain how magic works! How would you explain it??”

“I mean she fucks the owner. We both know that. And if she has him by the balls, then you know she has us by the balls too. We did what she said because keeping her happy keeps us employed.”

“What about the customers then?”

“Bystander effect?”

Michael, quiet up to this point, buts in from the other side of the kitchen, a crucifix necklace in his hand,

“She’s a demon is what she is.”

“Here we go again…” Warren rolls his eyes.

“No I’m serious. She’s like a succubus or something. A demon that walks this Earth and seduces men and women alike with supernatural abilities. One look into her eyes and you’re hypnotized, enslaved to her will.”

“Can’t we call the cops or something?” Caleb asks, still transfixed at the window.

Wendy answers, “Her dad is like some mafia type dude who has the cops on his payroll or something. She’s like immune to the law.”

“I thought her dad was the governor,” said Warren. “Like she’s a secret kid he had during an affair or something.”

“Her father is Satan, himself.”

“Yeah okay, enough Michael. We get it,” Warren sighed.

Faith lovingly dragged Her tongue up the length of the man’s dick, swirled it around the top, breathed hot air heavily over his glands, and slowly moved the tip around the edge of Her lips. As his cock twitched, She smashed her fist down into his balls, boiling with the urge to cum. His head shot up between Her thighs, his yell vibrating through Her crotch. His head fell down. She giggled.

“Ya know,” Faith started, “It’s very rude of a man to be walking around without blue balls every minute of the day.”

As Faith reasserted Her thighs around the man’s face, She inserted his cock slowly into Her mouth, held wide open so as not to let his cock touch any part inside of it, but only to be tantalizingly enveloped by the heat. She held it there, smiling. Then continued to wait. Then She twice as slowly withdrew.

“I mean think about how much of an insult it is to women,” She started dancing Her fingertips along his cock. “A man should be saving himself to pleasure women at their convenience – not swatting away at their own pathetic dicklets like some kind of gross, self-obsessed loser.”

She swat his balls again as he tried to eat Her out.

“Mmph!”

“But if a man doesn’t have a boner whenever he’s near a woman?” She rubbed Her finger up and down his frenulum. “If he isn’t constantly aroused by the mere thought of her, let alone her presence? Then he obviously doesn’t deserve a cock, let alone balls.

(Punch)

“Mmph!”

“Like seriously, if you can’t get it up for a woman, you’re obviously useless to her, and that cock isn’t serving its purpose, so you might as well let her take it from you.”

(Slurp)
(Punch)

“Mmph!”

“Which is why constant blue balls are always a sign of a proper gentleman. He’s constantly horny and ready to go at a moments notice for women when they want to use him, but he isn’t greedily debasing himself by wasting his seed into some fucking tissue.”

“Please…” he started to sob.

She sat up, sliding down his torso and inserting him back inside Her, reverse cowgirl. She looked over Her shoulder at him as She started to thrust,

“You better quit being so selfish back there, just lying there like some kind of dead fish while I do all the work. If you don’t put the effort in to really fuck me back…”

She crushed his balls in Her fist,

“…then I’m popping these.”

She turned Her head forward and caught the eyes of a man staring at Her through the kitchen door window, frozen in shock. She narrowed Her eyes at him, smiled, winked, and then gripped the balls beneath Her harder as Her man mustard an enthusiastic effort to return Her thrusts, sitting up behind Her and cupping Her tits while She bounced on top of him, staring directly into Caleb’s distant eyes.

She pulled up on the man’s balls harder, making him brace one arm against the table and the other against the booth backrest. He tried to lift himself, with Her on top, higher off the seat and into the air to alleviate the pain.

This obviously didn’t work.

“So… that daughter of yours…mmm… is pretty cute. Whahhh… what’s her name?” Faith panted between moans, holding eye contact with Caleb.

“Wha-? Uh… I’d really rather not talk about my…ngh.. daughter right now.” He grunted.

“NAME.” Faith punched his taught balls with Her other fist.

“OW! Lynn! Her name is Lynn!”

“How old is she?”

(PUNCH)

“Ahh! She just turned 19. Hhhh… We were out having a birthday dinner for her.”

(PUNCH)

“She’s hot. I bet she fucks lots of dudes.”

“Aaaghh! God… I mean… Yeah she does. I mean… I assume she does. I wouldn’t- nngh… know. I mean… she’s pretty loud in her bedroom… I mean…”

(PUNCH)

“Nnngh!”

“Do you two get along?” Faith sucked Her finger while giving Caleb fuck-me eyes.

“Mmmf. Mmmf. Mmmf. Not really. She’s changed a lot. I’m actually worried she’s been getting pulled into fringe political groups online… We started fighting after she dropped out of college. Said she could make more money – MPHH!”

(PUNCH)

“Oof… uh… make more money scamming men online or something. I wasn’t happy with her about it. Please… I can’t talk about my daughter while we’re fucking. Can we change the-”

Faith gripped his taught scrotum with Her sharpened nails, digging into his flesh and squeezing remorselessly as She tried to pop them. Her nails dug further in, most of them puncturing the skin. The man’s balls were a horrifically dark red color, and his sack began to bleed.

“NNngghhaaAAAhhaaAAHaHhhA! AH! AH! AH!”

She swiftly sat up, spun around, shoved him back, and plopped her ass on his erection, bending it the wrong way.

“OoAH-ggk!”

She gripped his throat with the hand that had been squeezing his balls.

“Your hot little daughter sounds like she knows what the fuck she’s doing. And I don’t like how much you disrespect her life choices. A GOOD daddy supports his daughter’s interests!”

Faith kneed his balls on “GOOD”, briefly flattening his testicles between his pelvis and Her lower thigh bone.

“A GOOD daddy respects his daughter’s independence!
A GOOD daddy roots for his daughter’s financial success!”

He was gasping breathlessly and clawing. His face reddened as he tried to breathe - tried to pull Faith’s hand away from his throat as it choked him tighter and tighter. The same nails that penetrated his sack now dug into his neck.

“A GOOD daddy encourages his daughter to get politically active!
A GOOD daddy should provide resources for his daughter’s growth!”

The nausea from the constant barrage on his balls made him feel he would soon puke, but he currently couldn’t even swallow. He was terrified of what would happen if Faith’s hand were still sealed around his throat when he did, and each knee was bringing him closer to finding out.

“A GOOD daddy knows men deserved to be scammed!
A GOOD daddy should be proud his daughter his hot enough to fuck anyone she wants!
A GOOD daddy is proud of his daughter’s intelligence!

Her CREativity!

Her INgenuity!

Her INfluence!

Her reSOURCEfulness

Her AGency

Her STRENGTH!

Her POWer!

A GOOD daddy bends to his daughter’s whim and lets her do ANY. THING. The FUCK. SHE. WANTS!!”

Faith threw Herself backward off his throat before rocking back forward and crushing it again, the man having wheezed and gurgled desperately for the half second he was released before Faith now whispered menacingly in his ear,

“And furthermore, I don’t believe for a second that you don’t know exactly what goes on in that bedroom of hers. You spy on her. Don’t you. You little pervert.”

She dropped Her hand from his throat, lightly smeared with blood, and brought it under her now-raised ass. She grabbed his dick and just teasingly rubbed the head around Her labia.

“Aahhhhh! \[cough\] Aaaahghhghhh! \[cough cough\]…. What?? \[gulp\] \[wheeze\] No! No! \[gasp\] I don’t! That was-“

She gripped his cock menacingly and dug Her nails into it as She rubbed it against Her clit.

“Don’t you dare go fucking soft on me. You stay rock fucking hard for every minute of this or I swear to Me…”

“Ahhh! Ah! Oh fuck! Um…. I’m trying! But…”

“Try harder,” She squeezed harder.

“Agghh!” he closed his eyes and tried to concentrate.

Faith reached down with Her other hand and grabbed his balls again, now bloody,

“Your daughter.”

“Ah… what?” he opened his eyes.

“Tell me what you saw her do.”

“Oh god… please!” He choked out. “I just peaked in her room once because I heard strange noises! The door was already cracked open!”

Faith simply raised an eyebrow while squeezing his cock and balls harder, now inserting his tip painfully slow. Juices dribbled down his cock.

“OWW! Uh… she… she… uh… I saw her giving one guy a footjob while he was tied to the bed… he was squirming and panting a bunch… the noise is what made me get up to check on her…”

“You mean like this?”

The man’s cock fell out of Faith will a slurp. She turned around and sat hard on his ribs with an unceremonious plop, leaned Her back into his face, and pulled Her feet up to place around his dick.

“Tell me how your little girl stroked another boy’s cock, Daddy,” She teased.

“Oh please ma’am. I don’t want to think about it. You can blue ball me all you want. I’m sorry for trying to cum when you didn’t want me to. I’m sorry for not respecting my daughter. Use me however you want. Or don’t. Just let me go. Or keep using me as your dildo. Whatever you want. We can just go back to normal fucking.”

“One. I definitely don’t need your permission for any of that,” Faith rolled Her eyes and chuckled bemusedly. “And for two, did she use any kind of lube? Like this?”

Faith reached toward a bottle of hot sauce on the table and began to unscrew it,

“Because without instructions, I’m just going to have to make some assumptions,” She threatened.

“The man’s eyes widened, “No! Ok! No! She uh… well I don’t know if she used lube! She must have already been stroking him long before I got there!”

“I think she used lube,” Faith began tipping the bottle over the head of his cock.

“SPIT! Or precum! Just body fluids! No lube!! The boy was already shaking and moaning and his dick was leaking constantly! Please! She didn’t use lube!”

Faith paused, bottle in hand, and looked forward. Caleb was still staring through the kitchen door window, wide-eyed and slack jawed. While staring at him, Faith leaned back, placed the bottle back on the table, lowered Her head, smiled, and coaxed him with Her index finger.

Meanwhile, Warren was still arguing with Wendy,

“Maybe she invented some brainwashing perfume or something. Like it’s got pheromones in it or something, and when certain people smell it, it triggers them to fall in love or obey her or-”

“Seriously, Warren? That’s not how pheromones work! What is she, some mad scientist now?? Brainwashing perfume? Is that really-”

“Hey, where’d Caleb go?”

Caleb plodded his way across the restaurant, like a zombie, his eyes transfixed on Faith’s, until he came to a stop at the booth. Faith tickled Daddy’s cock with Her toes while staring at Caleb in prolonged silence. Her back covered Daddy’s face. Faith wiggled Her finger again at Caleb.

Caleb blinked, slowly traced his gaze over the naked bodies of the two people in front of him, then looked back to Faith, who was still staring at him expectantly. He took a step forward and began to crawl into the booth, on top of both parties.

“Woah! What a minute! Who the fuck-”

Faith kicked Daddy’s balls with the back of Her heel and shoved Her back harder into his face. She grabbed Caleb’s collar and pulled him in for a kiss, letting him partially settle on top of Her. It was delicate. Sensual. She turned Her face away and held the back of his head, guiding him to kiss Her cheek. Her neck. She pushed his head down to kiss Her collarbone, and then the top of Her breast. Her hand shifted to the top of Caleb’s head as She directed him downward, between Her cleavage, letting him leave a trail of kisses and licks down Her sternum. Once he reached Her hip, She let go as he left kisses around Her thigh. As he started to venture closer to Her nether region, She pulled Her leg up and placed Her foot on his forehead, pushing him down Her other leg.

When Caleb got to Her foot, his eyes kept darting nervously to the erect penis only a few inches from his face. But Faith guided his cheek with one foot as She gently probed his lips with the big toe of Her other. Caleb moaned a mix of anticipation and trepidation as Faith’s toe worked its way into his mouth, followed slowly by Her other toes, until Caleb was enthusiastically sucking and licking Faith’s feet with abandon.

With a toe in Caleb’s mouth, Faith moved his face and Her foot to hover directly over the tip of the other man’s erection, and Her second foot surreptitiously prepared to hook around the back of Caleb’s head by the heel. The moment Caleb opened his mouth wide to lick the foot still in front of him, eyes closed, Faith withdrew it and quickly pulled Caleb’s face down with Her second foot, smashing Her heel into the back of his head and forcing an 8-inch cock down his throat.

“MMMMGGPFFFGHHPP!!” Caleb screamed.

“HAHAHAhahahaaa!” Faith hooked Her other foot around and locked Her feet together, forcing Caleb’s head down harder.

“Woah what the fuck!?” the dad cried.

“There ya go! Spit! Just like you said, right? That’s what your daughter used to lube up the other boy’s cock?”

“MmmMMpffff!” Caleb pressed his hands down against the other man’s thighs, the booth, the table, the booth, the thighs, the booth, the waist, the hips, the booth, the legs, the booth, the hips.

“Did you just shove my cock in another guy’s mouth??”

“You’re welcome.”

Faith was relentless. She kept Her feet hooked around Caleb’s head as he choked on another man’s dick, scrambling and gagging for air. One could hear pained gulping sounds in his chest as he tried to draw breath.

“Ha! Only a minute and this kid is already out of oxygen! That’s so cute,” Faith cocked Her head to the side and pouted Her lips adoringly.

Then Caleb bit down. Hard.

“AAAAGGGGHHHHHH!! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! STOP! HE’S BITING MY FUCKING DICK! GET OFF! GET OFF!”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAhehehehehehe! Oh I am, baby! Mmmmm….” Faith cheered as the man below Her thrashed and jerked against Her.

Faith grabbed either edge of the booth and used it as leverage to lock Her legs harder around Caleb, rubbing Her clit along Daddy’s stomach. She moaned as She bore down harder on Caleb’s head, shoving the cock harder through his teeth, letting the skin rip, grinding Her pussy against the man under Her convulsing in pain, and letting Caleb fight harder and harder to draw in even a single breath.

“AAAAAGGGHH! HE’S GONNA BITE MY FUCKING DICK OFF! GET OFF!”

“Ngghh. Nggh. Mmmm…. Don’t worry baby. Ahh… mmmm… He’ll pass out soon.”

Tears flooded Caleb’s eyes, and snot ran down his nose as the sweaty dick of another man jabbed violently against the back of his throat. He grew weak and light-headed, but not before biting down as hard as he could muster, desperate to imbue the other man with enough pain-induced strength to throw Faith off of him.

Daddy was in an awkward position in the booth, head propped up and squished behind Faith’s back, but sunk too low to have enough leverage for a sit up, even without the weight of two people on top of him. He equally pawed and mewed against Faith’s sweaty body, grabbing at Her and flailing his legs to get someone to fall or budge, to cease the searing hot pain that he was certain he could feel slicing through his dick. He blubbered and sobbed in equal agony.

Faith continued to grind and writhe atop Daddy, eliciting climax after climax for herself. She fingered Herself vigorously and blissfully, sometimes with one arm up against the wall behind Her, or grabbing Daddy’s hand as it desperately gripped against Her tit. She would scoot down and grab Caleb’s hair, shifting Her legs so Her thighs wrapped around his head and pretending She was choking him on Her own cock, then fall back down atop Daddy again and press Her fingers back against Her clit.

“He stopped biting,” Daddy panted after what felt an eternity of pain. “I think he passed out. Can you get him off now?”

“Mmmm…. Gimme a minute…” Faith mumbled dreamily, Her body outstretched on Daddy’s, Her hair drowning his face, fingers still idly playing around Her hood, rubbing in slow circles, and Her legs still locked behind Caleb’s head.

“Um… seriously. You should really get him off my dick. He still can’t breathe.”

Faith opened Her eyes angrily. She sat up, kicked Caleb to the floor, grabbed Daddy’s dick out of the way with one hand and started hammer fisting his balls with the other.

“This is MY dick! NOT yours! And I’ll fucking leave it wherever I damn well please!”

“AGh! God! I’m sorry! It’s your dick! It’s your dick!”

“Mmmm. That’s more like it, Daddy,” Faith stopped pummeling his nuts and started massaging his cock, “And I’m only just getting started with it.”

Faith repositioned Herself over his cock yet again, facing Daddy as he started to tear up.

“No… please… no more…” he sobbed.

Faith leaned close into his face with a shit-eating grin and almost growled with a sultry tone as She lined up his cock with Her opening,

“So don’t you dare fucking cum,”

As She sunk Her pussy onto him.