Fae shifted nervously, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She stood in the archway, facing the living room and felt her stomach tighten into a knot.
Her mother, Chloe, sat on one side of the couch, eyes fixated on the laptop perched between her legs. Her father, John, was sitting on the other side, drink in hand and watching tv- their usual routine. Tonight was a “drink night”, one of the few out of the week where they would casually drink and get relaxed. She figured It would be easier to break the news to them if they were relaxed and slightly intoxicated- or, if necessary, it might increase her odds of successfully pulling off the craziest thing she’s ever done.
”Just stick to the plan” she thought to herself, trying to steel her resolve.
She thought back to all those conversations with her mom- ones where she was taught how sensitive men are when it comes to their privates.
However, unbeknownst to her mother, she was more than aware of the power a woman could have over a man. Her parents didn’t argue too often, but when they did it was always at night when they assumed they were alone. She would listen and watch as each argument ended the same way- with her mother making an “I’m done with listening to you.” face and grabbing him between the legs. Whatever argument he was making would abruptly stop as she’d squeeze him. It was always followed by her making him get on his knees and apologize by kissing her feet.
As risky as it was, she simply couldnt stand to hear him go on his rants anymore or yell at her again. If it worked for mom, maybe it would work for her too?
“Dad?”
She said meekly, stepping into the living room proper.
“Hmmm?” He replied, turning his gaze towards her.
“I.. um…“ She paused, looking away for a moment.
“I lost my scholarships.. I think I failed this semester.” Fae squeaked.
John looked at her for a moment, too stunned to speak. He sat his cup down on the coffee table and stood up.
His tall, imposing figure intimidated her at first and she felt as if she was shrinking in front of him. He was such a stern, dominating force in the family- and despite respecting him, she hated always feeling so afraid and meek around him.
”You… what?” He snapped, scowling at her.
She didn’t look up, instead her eyes focused on his pelvis.
His thin, red pajama pants didn’t do much to hide his bulge- though admittedly it isn’t something she tended to look for.
“Answer me, Fae. Now.” he demanded.
Without a second thought, her hand shot out quickly and her fingers wrapped firmly around his testicles. She could feel them squishing between her fingers and squeezed hard.
“What the fuck-“ John gasped in astonishment, reaching down and grabbing her by the shoulders before quickly letting go as she applied pressure to his balls.
Oddly, she felt his penis harden against her wrist. It didn’t seem long or particularly impressive and if she wasn’t so nervous, it would’ve made her giggle.
“Fae!” Chloe called out, though surprisingly not in a tone of admonishment.
Fae glanced at her mom and noticed her mouth was open in shock but seemingly hiding a smile.
“Chloe tell her to let go.“ John snapped but remained still.
“You are in so much trouble young lady.” He hissed.
“N-NO!” Fae said, twisting his balls with a flick of her wrist.
“I’m tired of you yelling at me. I.. I don’t want to hear it!” Her voice was slowly gaining confidence.
John’s knees began to shake and threatened to buckle. However, he didnt reply- seemingly ashamed or embarrassed about his situation.. and the fact that his cock was now fully erect.
Feeling more comfortable and willing to push her luck, she let out a small giggle.
She took her other hand and gently pulled the split part of his pants over to the side, allowing for his penis to spring out.
In truth, it was smaller than her boyfriend’s. The size shocked her, though she wasn’t sure what she was expecting- she just sort of assumed it would be.. bigger? Nonetheless, his short yet thick shaft pulsated against her skin.
“Chloe!” He shouted but his tone had a hint of defeat as if he was a child begging his mother to punish a sibling.
Fae glanced towards her mother, ready to let go at the first sign of her disapproval. Instead, to her surprise, Chloe laughed and shook her head.
“Sorry hun.. I think she’s got you beat. Besides, youre the one that’s hard.” She teased, leaning over to get a better view of his erection.
At this, Fae felt another surge of confidence.
“Get.. get down on the floor.”
She commanded.
He did as instructed, laying on his back.
Fae felt powerful and in charge as she looked down on him.
She placed her bare foot on top of his testicles, pinning them between her toes and the floor. All the memories of him yelling and fussing at her came flooding Into her mind. All the nights spent standing there and listening to his nonstop rants..
She raised her foot and brought it down hard onto his genitals.
His yelp only made her smile as she watched his cock bounce with each stomp. The tip of his penis slammed against the top of her foot, soon leaving thin clear strands of pre-cum.
His arousal was definitely odd to her- all she expected was for her to hurt him a bit and make him back off. But his submission made it somehow.. fun.
Fae placed her heel onto his sack so that her toes were right on top of his cock head. She pinched it between her toes but gently moved her foot back and forth. The subtle motion seemed to be enough to stimulate him further and she could feel the warm pulse of his cock against her soft sole.
“Tell me.. that I’m not in trouble. Tell me that you forgive me and that you won’t yell at me anymore.” She said, strengthening her grip on his manhood.
“I.. I.. okay, I won’t yell at you. I’m not mad at you. Just please stop!“ he begged, now seemingly broken.
The sight of the man she respected and feared being so submissive and vulnerable at her feet made her surprisingly aroused
She stopped applying pressure, letting her foot simply rest on his bulging cock.
“Don’t let him cum. It’s more fun if you keep him hard. Remember what I told you- they’re more submissive if they’re aroused and needy.” Chloe said, standing up and walking over to them.
She stood right by his face, looking down at her now submissive husband.
“Isn’t that right, babe?” She cooed, lifting up her foot and dragging it across his face.
He grunted in response and looked the other as the grime from her foot smeared across his cheek.
“Guess the cats out of the bag now.. she knows your weakness. And just how small you are down there.”
Fae could feel him throb at her tease.
“Honey, now that you’ve seen it- do you think your boyfriend has a bigger cock?” Chloe laughed.
Fae moved her foot, now getting a closer look at his penis.
“Hmm.. definitely. It isn’t as thick but his is at least three inches bigger.” She answered, stifling a giggle.
“Hear that? Even her boyfriend is bigger than you, sweetheart. But that’s okay, you’re our little man..“
once again she placed her foot on top of his face, stuffing her big toe into his mouth.
“Now, get on your knees. I want to show her something.”
Without making a sound, he got on all fours as told. His balls hung low- making for an easy target.
“Go on, give them a swift kick.” Chloe urged.
Fae nodded, positioning herself behind him.
Wham!
Her foot slammed into his balls, causing him to immediately crumble to the floor in agony.
Fae let out a laugh.
“That must have really hurt!!”
Chloe giggled, kneeling over her husband.
“Oh it does, that’s one of the best ways to hurt him.”
She reached out and placed her hand between his legs. Her fingers caressed his erection and began to slowly stroke it.
“Well.. I suppose all credibility is out the window for you..“ She cooed.
Chloe paused her stroking and looked back at Fae with a smile.
“Care to finish him off?“ She asked with a devilish grin.
Fae nodded and swapped places with her mother, now situated between John’s legs. She took his balls into her hand as if weighing the now bruised pouch.
His body tensed up at her touch, as if afraid of what she might do next- and for good reason.
As if on cue, his little fat cock pulsed again and for some reason it seemed to trigger something within her. Anger? Disgust? A depraved sense of power? She didn’t know how to describe it but she gave in all the same.
Fae proceeded to punch his testicles, smashing them into the floor with glee. His cock moved back and forth and he moaned in pain- yet was quickly smothered by Chloe’s sole. Her toes muffled his cries as Fae mercilessly wailed on his genitals.
When she finally stopped, she was convinced his testicles were now nothing but mush. Her arm was covered in pre-cum from the sensation of his cock brushing repeatedly against her skin. Despite the beating, his small penis still stood fully erect as if begging for release.
Chloe read the look on Fae’s face and laughed.
“Don’t worry, honey. You didn’t break them- they’ve been through much worse. Though it would be hilarious if he finally did lose a testicle or two!”
Fae sighed with relief. She didn’t intend to go that hard on his poor balls and was thankful she didn’t rupture them- not because she didn’t wish him any harm, but because she wanted to take full advantage of her newfound freedom.
“As you can see, I keep your father.. full, if you get my meaning. Rarely do I give him sexual stimulation through direct contact- I find it keeps him much easier to manipulate. That’s why he’s been so damn leaky!” Chloe giggled.
Fae smiled as she looked at her arms.
“Now that you mention it, he does seem easily excited..”
She poked his shaft and laughed as it eagerly replied with a throb.
”Now… you promise you’ll never fuss at me again?” She asked.
“Promise…..” John replied hoarsely.
“Well now that he’s had his beating, want to see something hilarious?” Chloe asked, placing her feet back onto his face.
“Sure, what is it?” Fae replied, curious to see what more could possibly happen.
“Place your hand at the base of it. Dont touch the shaft.” She said.
”Okay.. what next?“ Fae asked, placing her hand at the base of his dick and gripping firmly. The warmth from it radiated throughout her palm.
”Just watch.“ Chloe smiled.
“Hey Fae… this boyfriend of yours. You said he’s got a big cock right?” Chloe asked.
“Much bigger than this little one?”
At her words, he stiffened even more and tensed up.
“Mhmm! Much bigger. Why, do you want to see it?” She replied, catching on.
“Yeah.. maybe you can show me later. Think he might be into me too? It’s been so long since I’ve fucked a real man..“ Her voice was teasing and yet earnest.
”Yeah, he’s much more of a man than him. I mean.. look at this little thing. Does it even-“
Fae was cut short as his cock began to spurt, rapidly throbbing as a long strand of cum shot into the air.
“Ew!!!”
She exclaimed in feigned disgust. She popped his balls instinctively, as if subconsciously punishing him for doing something so distasteful and gross.
His limp body jolted at her strike and the sensation of her touch caused him to leak out what little remained of his seed.
“See? I told you it was funny. The poor guy can’t help but cum when being humiliated- doesn’t even need to be jerked off.”
Chloe laughed, removing her toes from his mouth and dragging her foot on the floor.
“I… see that. I didn’t even know that was possible.” Fae replied, looking incredulously at her cum covered arm.
“Okay honey, get up and go change clothes. Looks like you’ve got two masters now.” Chloe giggled.
John stood up, making sure to not make eye contact with either one of them- and lumbered off into the bedroom, defeated.
Epilogue:
From that night on, John was no longer the strong male patriarch of the family. All credibility and masculine aura was lost, replaced by feeble submission. In public, things were largely the same and unnoticeable. However, at home he wasn’t allowed to even wear pants. Chloe and Fae believed it would be easier to remind him of his place if he knew his genitals were always exposed and easily hurt at the slightest provocation.
Fae grew accustomed to her new role and frequently teases him with random testicle hits or even forced foot worship. Despite having a more “impressive” cock, her boyfriend(s) don’t escape her newfound dominant tendencies either. In fact, they often find themselves beside John, worshipping and being dominated by both Fae and her mother.