By Perseus
perseus_mycenae@protonmail.com
Copyright 2026 by Perseus, all rights reserved
[12,211 words]
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
Part 24
Lia was told to wait in her seat. On their dates Steve always opened doors for his daughter. Her panties were still
around her ankles and her dress pulled up. When her dad opened the door, he swiveled Lia towards him. Lia was now
facing him with her knees spread wide. They parked toward the back of the parking lot, and there weren’t many cars or
people around.
“My goodness, you really got worked up, did you?” Steve said, looking at Lia’s wet pussy.
“I can’t help it; it has a mind of its own. It’s overwhelming sometimes.”
“That’s alright. Sometimes it can be hard to control. At your age, your hormones are running wild. Your mother has a
high libido too.”
“Dad! I don’t want to know that!”
“Really? You’re sitting there with your legs open and you’re embarrassed to hear about your mom’s libido?” Steve said
in a joking tone.
“I guess you’re right," Lia chuckled. “So it’s not my fault then? That I lost control and…m…masturbated without
permission?”
"No, it's not your fault. But you’re still going to have to be punished for it.”
“But that’s fair!” Lia said in a whiny tone but was not really upset.
"Well, honey, life’s not fair. Especially for you. You think we would ever punish your brothers this way?”
“You wouldn’t?”
“Of course not! This is a special punishment, just for you. And we both know that you will accept it.”
Lia bit her lower lip, knowing he was right. She would accept any punishment they came up with, no matter how unfair
it was. “What kind of punishment should I expect?”
“Well, since your intimate areas seem to have a mind of their own, those are the areas we should punish.” Steve said,
pointing between Lia’s spread legs.
“How would it happen?” Lia swallowed nervously. “Would I be tied down like before?”
“Maybe sometimes. But I’m betting a good girl like you can hold still for it.”
“How would I..."
“Here, I’ll tell you how you should be for it.” Steve reached down and took Lia’s panties off her ankles. “Lift your
legs back.”
Lia did as she was told.
“Further back, as far as you can. Try to put your feet behind your head.”
Lia was feeling dread at what this would mean, but her heart was again pounding. She managed to get her feet right up
to her head. She was always very flexible. She was horribly exposed to her father in this position. Her pussy was
pointing up, and her cheeks were spread wide. Nothing was left to the imagination. She looked around as best she could
and couldn't see anyone around. They had parked away from other cars.
“See, like you’re perfectly positioned for a pussy spanking.” Steve patted Lia’s exposed pussy. “And maybe here too.”
He then flicked Lia’s rosebud. Causing her to yip loudly.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Lia yipped.
He slapped Lia’s unprotected pussy three quick times, but the bark was worse than the bite. Steve brought her legs
back down and slipped her panties back on. “Come on, legs, get going.”
Lia stood up, her dress falling back into place. It was short but it covered her. Lia’s legs were shaky as she stood
up; she was still incredibly horny. She turned back to see the imprint of her pussy lips still on the window. The
gentle wind threatened to lift her dress, but she kept herself from touching her dress. The wind was cooling her damp
panties, reminding her of how horny she still was. As they walked, Lia felt the urge to hold her dad’s hand. She
grabbed it with her own, his hand still felt huge to her, and leaned on his arm as they walked.
Steve was a little surprised by the gesture; Lia hadn't wanted to hold his hand like this for the last couple of
years. Lia was getting more affectionate, like she used to be. It made him happy, and he almost felt guilty, knowing
he was going to eventually take her dress away. Almost.
The restaurant was fairly full; it wasn’t overly fancy, but it was Lia’s favorite. She usually got a Monte Cristo but
always took half of it home. But even with it busy, the host was able to seat them as soon as they walked in.
“Mr. Keller! Your table is ready, right this way.”
Lia noticed the middle-aged man wink as he said it.
"Why, thank you, sir! Lead the way!”
It seemed like a strange interaction to Lia. She couldn’t remember the last time they were seated so quickly. She was
getting the feeling that something was up. And her body responded; she felt her nipples perk up, and her heart started
to race.
They were sitting at a small table in the middle of the dining area. There were three main dining areas. One near the
kitchen, a bar area in the middle, and a third near the only bathrooms. Which were small but had multiple stalls. They
were in the kitchen area.
“Your server, Damian, will be with you shortly.”
Lia shuddered at the name; she only knew one Damian, and he was one of the boys that she played pranks on during the
last school year. He was in the grade ahead of her. Lia didn’t know him well, but she didn’t think he had a job.
No sooner than she had opened it, her dad gave a command. “You look a little flustered, Lia. Maybe you’re a little
overheated. Unbutton a couple of your buttons. That might help.”
Lia had not expected any kind of teasing so soon. But it seemed her dad wanted to set a tone. She put the menu down
and undid two of the top buttons. Her breasts had grown over the summer, but they were still on the small side of a B
cup. But in the small dress, two buttons left a healthy amount of her cleavage showing. She didn’t even try to argue
it. Her dad told her too, and she was going to listen.
Steve glanced under the table and looked back up at Lia. “Honey, your legs are closed. Just because we're in a
restaurant doesn’t mean you don’t have to follow the rules. Open those legs.
Lia noticed a few heads from the surrounding tables glance quickly at them, then look away. “Dad!” Lia whispered. “Not
so loud! It's embarrassing!” but she obeyed and spread her legs wide. It lifted her dress enough that the crotch of
her panties was showing. She was glad the table was keeping her somewhat covered.
“Good girl. Now, undo another button for forgetting.” Her dad commanded.
Lia was now really nervous. This third button was under her breasts, and it would look scandalous to have it undone.
But with shaky fingers, she obeyed again. Luckily her nipples were still covered, but her breasts were almost falling
out completely now.
"That's my good girl! You’re growing up so fast!”
Lia’s face burned in shame, and she buried it back in the menu; any sudden movements would cause one or both to become
completely uncovered. Lia couldn’t read the menu; she could only look at her barely covered chest rise and fall with
her breathing. She knew what she was going to order anyway.
"Hi, I’m Damian, and I’ll be your server.”
Lia jumped at his sudden arrival and familiar voice. He was indeed the boy from her school. She quickly glanced down
and was relieved that her nipples were still covered. But much of her breast was showing. Lia noticed Damian staring
right at them.
“Can I…drinks……?" The boy could barely form a sentence.
“I think we’ll start off with a couple of sodas. Once you're back, I think we’ll be ready to order," Steve told him.
"S...sure," and off he went. Looking back a few times.
“That was one of the boys you got in trouble for pranking last school year, right?”
Lia gulped. “Yes. I feel bad about that now.”
“I’m sure you do. How about you make some amends? When he comes back, unbutton another button and open your dress.”
“But Daddy! He’ll see…”
“Yes, he’ll see your nipples. But don’t you think he deserves that at least?”
Lia nodded. “I guess he does.”
“Scoot your char back a little too. Let him see your panties too.”
“Daddy!” Lia whispered again as she noticed more looks from around her. But no one was saying anything. But even as
she protested, her hands were moving up to her dress.
“Not yet. Wait till he can see you do it.”
Lia could hardly believe how her own dad was making her expose herself. She could see where her brothers got it from.
But she could feel how soaked her panties were becoming again. She had no choice but to obey; that thought also turned
her on. She noticed Damian coming back. She saw his hands were slightly shaky as he set the drinks in front of them.
For as nervous as she was, he seemed just as nervous. Lia was again reminded how much power her body had over boys.
But it didn’t do anything to help her be less embarrassed.
“Have you decided?” Damian asked.
Lia scooted her seat back so that her crotch was in view. Keeping her legs spread. “I’ll have the Monte Cristo.” She
said as she brought her hands up and undid another button. Then pulled the top of her dress open, exposing her full
breasts. Lia let her hands fall to her sides. Her little pink nipples were standing hard in the cool air of the
restaurant. She could feel Damian’s eyes, as well as her father's and a few other people's sitting around them, on her
breasts.
Damian couldn’t form words anymore. Despite Lia picking on him during the last year, he always thought she was
beautiful. Like most boys who knew Lia, he wanted to see her naked.
Steve managed to get his attention and order the same as his daughter. As Damian left to put the order in, he nearly
tripped over another table. Once he was gone, Steve allowed his daughter to scoot her chair back in, but her dress was
still open. He saw her breast heaving up and down with her nervous breathing.
“Can I button my dress back up?”
“Are you alright, Lia? You know that asking that is against the rules.”
“I’m just really scared. I don’t want to get in trouble and thrown out.”
“No one's going to mind a pretty girl like you showing off a little.”
“Dad, Damian is going to say something about me. There’s no way they are going to let us stay.”
"Yes, they will, and I’ll prove it. But if I’m right, you will have to do a dare.”
“I do what you tell me to do already.”
“Yes, but maybe I was going to take it easy on you. You can spend the rest of the day naked if you want to.”
Lia’s heart skipped. A year ago her dad would have done anything to protect her modesty. Now, he’s having just as much
fun as Trevor was.
“Okay, how are you going to prove it?” Lia asked.
“Unbutton the rest of your dress and let it hang on the chair.”
Lia stopped breathing; her father just ordered her to be in her favorite restaurant in just her panties. Her wet
panties. She thought she finally might protest, saying that this was too far. But as she looked down at herself, she
noticed her hands were already finishing up the last few buttons. She looked as though she were eager to expose
herself. Once she pulled the dress away from her body and let the straps off her shoulders, she finally started
breathing again. With her dress hanging behind her, she was sitting in a restaurant in just her panties and shoes.
“Good girl. Now if a staff member doesn’t tell us to leave or even for you to cover up, then I win.”
Lia couldn’t believe how turned on she was getting. People were looking, staring even. But said nothing. She glanced
down at her crotch and saw her wet spot grow.
“Hi Steve! It's good to see you again!”
It was the restaurant manager; he didn’t seem to notice Lia yet. But she thought that this was about to be it. She did
know him; they ate there often. They talked for a few minutes, then he finally turned to Lia. His eyes went straight
to her breasts.
“Is this Lia? My how you’ve grown up!” He put out his hand to shake hers. Lia put out her hand out of instinct and
shook his. Her breasts jiggled up and down.
He asked small talk questions. How school went and how her summer was going. His eyes jumped back and forth from her
own to her breasts. But he never once mentioned how she was almost naked.
“Well, I’ll leave you to your evening.” The manager said, shaking both their hands.
Lia couldn’t believe it. He looked at her naked breasts plenty but said nothing.
“See Lia? I told you no one would care about a pretty girl like you showing off some skin.”
“Did you set this up?” Lia asked.
“He knew we were coming, but I didn’t tell him anything else.” Steve was telling the truth, kind of. The manager was a
donor to his campaign and visited Steve at his office. He still has the scan of Lia’s privates hanging up. So the
manager was well aware of Lia’s punishment. “Now I believe we have to figure out a dare for you to do.” Steve thought
for a second, then it came to him. “Do you have to use the restroom?”
"Yeah, I do actually.” Lia caught her mistake as soon as she finished answering. She covered her mouth with her hand.
She knew what he was about to say next.
“Why don’t you go then? Leave your dress.”
Lia’s knees started shaking, but she stood as best she could. She figured she needed to get it done as soon as
possible since she knew that there was no way to talk her way out.
“When you get back, you’ll have earned a little break.” Her dad said.
Once Lia was fully standing, she looked around the room. Every eye was on her. Her nipples were so hard they were
almost hurting. As she scanned the room, one man was right at eye level with her nipples, and she thought they might
blind him from across the room. But no one yelled or told her to get dressed. Lia would have to cross this room, the
main one in the middle and last at the far end, to reach the restrooms. She started her short journey, wearing only
her shoes and wet panties. Lia crossed over into the bar area. The room her table is in was mostly quiet, stunned by a
half-naked teen. But the bar was anything but. As soon as she was noticed, the bar area erupted into cheers and
clapping. Followed closely by the tables and booths.
“Hey girl!”
“Baby!”
“It’s my birthday!”
Lia got called over and over as she made her way through the room. They were young guys, but much older than her. She
figured they were drunk and couldn’t tell how old she actually was, or they might not have said anything. Or maybe
they would have. She never expected this kind of reaction. She wondered if her dad could hear them calling out to her.
Lia was nervous and walked as quickly as she could. None of those men actually approached her, which she was grateful
for.
The third room was the worst. They were mostly older people, and she could feel their judgment as the entire room
stopped and stared at her. Lia froze for a moment, feeling like a jack rabbit about to be hit by a car. Her nipples
pointing to the room. She forced herself to cross the room to the bathrooms at the back. Lia found a free stall and
peeled her panties down to pee. She finished her business and pulled her panties back up.
After being away from her body for a bit, she realized just how wet they were by how cold they felt. Lia shuddered at
the sensation.
As she washed her hands, an older woman came out of the other stall. She looked at Lia with utter disgust as she also
watched her hands. Lia was nervous about having to walk through the restaurant again, but she wanted to get back to
the table. But as soon as Lia stepped out, the older woman decided to finally say something.
“Is being a tramp popular with girls today? Does flaunting your nasty body in front of others make you happy!?”
Lia was several feet out of the bathroom when she turned towards the woman, near an older man sitting alone. Her heart
was racing. This was the first time someone called her like this.
"I…uh…No…I…"
“Are you trying to tempt men like my husband!? Or are you a whore for attention!?” The woman looked at the man sitting
alone. Clearly her husband.
“I don’t know your husb…”
“I don’t want to hear it! This is a family establishment, and you’re in here acting like a slut! Who let you in
here!?”
Lia stood there for a few more minutes, taking the verbal assault from the woman. Her husband was looking embarrassed
but didn’t try to stop his wife. No one was sticking up for Lia.
Lia felt something in her snap. Hearing this woman’s judgment when she had no understanding of the situation. She
didn’t even ask if Lia was in trouble or needed help. She just jumped straight to berating her. Well, Lia had enough.
“Leave me alone, you old hag!!" Lia tapped into the rebellious attitude that she had for most of the last year, the
one that landed her in this situation in the first place. But this felt more justified. “You don’t have any idea why
I’m dressed like this! What if I am being forced!? What if I were in trouble!? You didn’t even think to ask if I
needed help! Well, don’t bother because what’s going on with me is none of your business!”
The older woman looked at Lia with shock. She didn’t expect a timid-looking girl to have this kind of fire. But it
only soured her attitude more. “How dare you speak to me like that! I’ll not stand here and let a little tramp talk
down to me!” The woman stomped her foot. The entire room was locked in on them. Her husband looked really
uncomfortable. This was not the first time his wife caused a scene.
“You’re just jealous because mine can hold themselves up on their own still!” Lia barked back, thrusting her naked
breasts out at the woman and bobbing up and down a little. Causing her breasts to bounce some. Lia noticed the woman’s
husband trying to hold back laughter. He was clearly not bothered by her nudity. Lia was then struck by a crazy
thought, one she never expected to come up on her own. But she mentally committed herself to it. She marched a few
feet to where the woman’s husband was sitting at their table and stood in front of him. Her breasts were at his eye
level. She looked over her shoulder back at the older woman. “I think it's time your husband felt a real pang!" Lia
grabbed the older man’s wrists and placed his hands on each of her bare breasts and held them there. She could feel
her hard nipples pressing into his palms.
The older man squeezed gently out of instinct. He couldn’t believe what was happening. He knew he could easily rip his
hands out of the girl’s grasp. But she was right; he hadn't felt a pair like this in a long time.
Lia finally dropped his hand from her breasts and took a step back. She wasn’t done. She got another crazy idea that
she might get in trouble for. But it was too good not to do. “I bet it's been a long time since you saw a view like
this too!” Lia took hold of the waist band of her panties and pushed them down to the floor and stepped out of them.
She balled them up in her hand and stood back up, legs a foot and a half apart, and put her hands proudly on her hips.
She stood a few seconds and let him get a good look at her bare pussy. “Think about this next time you’re with your
wife.” Lia then marched out of the room, on her way back to her table. She could hear the woman calling her a tramp
again, but she didn’t care. She was proud of herself.
The bar area cheered even louder for her now that she was completely naked. She held her head high, and she made her
way back to her table and father.
“What happened, Lia? Why aren’t you wearing your panties?” her dad asked.
Lia recounted everything to him. She didn’t leave out any details. She thought he might disapprove of her talking to
her elder like that or touching her clothes when it was against the rules. But he didn’t.
“I’m proud of you. You stood up for yourself. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, Daddy. That actually made me feel pretty good.”
“Go ahead and put your dress back on, but leave your panties on the table.”
Lia noticed her dad had a mischievous smile that reminded her of her brother. He might have been proud of her, but he
clearly still had plans for her. Lia quickly buttoned her dress back up and laid her panties on the table. She
wondered what Damian was going to think. Just as she finished, she saw he was on his way back to their table. Soon he
would know just how horny she was.
Part 25
As Lia sat at the table, worried what the waiter might think with her underwear on the table, her father made sure he
would notice. He quickly gave Lia another command. She didn’t even have time to ask him if he was serious. It was too
late; Damian arrived with their food and set it down in front of them. Lia’s panties were laid out on the side of the
table he was standing on. Lia saw him look right at them and gave her an awkward smile.
Lia had to obey her dad’s order before he left; she knew there would be consequences if she didn’t.
“Do you need anything else?” Damian asked.
“C…can I get some extra napkins? I need to dry off my panties.” Lia’s face burned in shame at having drawn attention
to not only her panties sitting on the table but also the fact that they were also wet.
“Oh! "Yeah, of course!" Damian said, handing her a small stack of napkins. “Accidents happen; it's nothing to be
ashamed of.” He immediately regretted saying that, seeing Lia’s shocked face. Even with them not really getting along
during the school year and not knowing what was even happening with her, he didn’t want to upset her. She looked so
vulnerable to him.
“It wasn’t an accident! I uh…spilt my water! That's all!” Lia grabbed the napkins and started to wipe the crotch part
of her panties with them, as her dad had told her to.
“Now, Lia. That’s not the truth, is it?” Her dad asked. “Don’t lie about it. Tell him the truth. Good girls tell the
truth, don’t they?”
Lia pleaded with her dad with her eyes but saw there was no getting out of her predicament. She would have to be
honest. “I didn’t spill my water. My panties are wet because of me.” Lia looked down; she couldn’t look into his eyes
as she admitted the rest. “I got excited and that caused my panties to…get wet.” Lia kept her head down but glanced
side to side to see if anyone else was overhearing their conversation. She saw a few that might have been.
“Excited? I don’t understand," Damian said.
“Horny!” Lia whispered loudly. “They are wet because I got horny!”
Damian’s mouth dropped open.
Steve was pleased with how Lia followed his orders, so he decided to give her a break. “I think we are alright for
now, young man. Why don’t you check on us in a little while?”
Damian could only nod, take one more look at Lia’s panties, and leave. But he fully intended on returning as often as
he could. Word got around with the rest of the staff that Lia had walked naked through the restaurant, and he missed
it. He didn’t want to miss anything else.
The two other tables near Lia and her dad had just left. Having a tiny bit more privacy, Lia felt a little more
emboldened to confront her father.
“Daddy! That was really embarrassing! He goes to my school! He’ll tell everyone!”
“I think the ship has already sailed, Princess. At the mall you were spanked by your principal.”
“Still, I can’t believe you made me tell him about…my panties! It’s too much!”
Steve was seeing that Lia was still feeling some confidence from her confrontation with the woman. While he was happy
that she was, he didn’t want her to use it to negotiate changes to her position.
“Aren’t you having fun, Lia?”
Lia didn’t answer; she just looked at him and tried to figure out what to say. She was trying to process her mixed
emotions, but she also didn’t want to tell him no. To say that she was not enjoying their date would hurt his
feelings; she didn’t want that. But she didn’t know what to say.
“Come here, Lia.” Steve motioned next to him.
Lia got up and walked over to him. Even with her short dress covering her, she still felt exposed now that she was
naked under it. But what happened next made her feel even more exposed. Her dad put his hand under her dress and
cupped her bare pussy. “Ahh!” Lia gasped but didn’t step back or push his hand away. His finger traced right up the
middle of her pussy to her hard clit. Then back down again. His finger moved all the way to the back of her pussy,
even to her butt cheeks. He teased her a bit back there before moving back up to her clit. He did this motion over and
over.
“It seems to me like you are having fun; I can feel the evidence with my own hand.” He started circling her clit
slowly.
This time Lia couldn’t answer if she wanted to. She was focused on the intense feeling of pleasure at her clit. She
bit on her lower lip to keep from moaning. The shame and embarrassment of having her pussy touched in the middle of a
public restaurant was bad enough, but having it done by her father was so much worse. The embarrassment of it all was
only making her more horny. Her knees were starting to tremble. She widened her stance to get a better foundation, but
it also gave him better access.
“So am I right? Are you having fun today?” Her father asked.
Lia nodded and whimpered. She was afraid that if she stopped biting her lip, she would cry out.
“Good, I’m glad.” Steve said, finally taking his hand from between his daughter’s legs. He whipped it off with a
couple of napkins. “Go on and eat your lunch, princess.”
Lia whined and whimpered at the sudden stoppage of the pleasurable touch. She wanted an orgasm so bad. She wasn’t sure
what was more embarrassing, that she almost had an orgasm in public by her father’s hand. Or that she was considering
asking him to finish her.
“Umm…I…Please…Um.”
“What is it, honey?”
“...Can you…finish…what you…were doing? I was close.” Lia covered her face in her hands. Asking this was a new level
of horny desperation for her. She regretted it instantly; she just knew her dad would think she was crazy. Even though
he was the one who was actually doing it. Lia wished he wasn’t so good at it.
“If you’re a good girl today, maybe later. Okay, princess?”
There wasn’t any judgment in his voice; it was like he was agreeing to get her ice cream if she was good. Lia felt
relieved he didn’t sound shocked or made a big deal of the question. Lia thought about how absurd this whole situation
was. "Okay," she said, knees shaking as she walked back to her chair.
Lia ate her food, trying to concentrate on that instead of the burning sensation between her legs. Feeling the cool
air on her freshly wet pussy was keeping her arousal high.
Once Lia had finished eating, she was starting to calm down from her arousal. Steve noticed she was relaxing and
decided to keep her on edge for a bit longer. “How are you feeling, Lia?”
“Good, now that I’m full.”
“I think you deserve a reward. Go ahead and play with yourself until Damian picks up our plates. But no cumming. Tell
me when you are about to cum, and I’ll let you stop for a bit.“
Lia’s mouth dropped open, but she couldn’t find any words to say. She had just been edged by her own father; now he
was telling her to edge herself. Lia started for a few more moments before finally managing to say something. “Right
here? In front of everyone?”
“I’m sure you can be discreet about it. No more stalling. Get to edging; you’ll have more fun today if you’re horny
for most of it.”
Lia didn’t want to risk a punishment; she also felt compelled to listen to her dad. More than anyone else in her
family. With her legs already spread, she slipped her hand under her dress and started rubbing her clit. Lia was still
horny from her dad’s teasing; she immediately started moaning. They were soft and quiet. Lia looked around the room;
the tables near them were vacant, and most in the room seemed unaware of what she was doing. But a few were watching
her, with knowing looks on their faces. A mixture of men and women. She looked back to her father, remembering the
rule to maintain eye contact while masturbating. Lia burned with shame over the whole situation. It didn’t take long
for her to build close to an orgasm. “Daddy, I’m about to cum.”
“Hands on the table then.”
Lia quickly brought her hands up and put them flat on the table in front of her. Her breathing was heavy.
“That's my good girl. I know it’s difficult, but this is to help you learn self-control."
Hearing herself be called a good girl while she was so horny activated an urge to be more submissive. Her dad was not
only a tower of a man but also had power and influence too. He wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her. Knowing that,
she was ready to give up all control. “I know it's for my own good. I’m happy that you and everyone else are going to
help me learn. I like being a good girl. I don’t want to be a naughty girl anymore. I’m ready to play with my pussy
again.” Lia surprised herself with her own words, but she felt a wave of relief after saying it.
Steve was also surprised at Lia’s response. She was becoming more and more submissive. “Continue playing then.”
Lia started to play with her pussy again, working herself back up to an orgasm. She got herself close to the edge
again, almost going over before telling her dad she was about to cum again. She was allowed to stop again so she could
compose herself. This happened three more times; Lia was a horny mess. Her hand and pussy were soaked in her juices.
Lia was desperate to cum but knew begging wouldn’t work. She just accepted that she would have to keep edging. Before
her life changed, she would have feelings of horniness in public, like any teen would, but this was by far the most
aroused she had ever felt in a public setting. And she was doing it to herself. Damian finally came back.
“May I take your plates?” He asked.
Lia’s orders were to masturbate until after Damian took the plates, so she continued while he stood there and watched.
“As you can see, my daughter is busy with herself. It's her favorite pastime. Right, Lia?”
Lia looked Damian right in the eyes as she continued to stroke and rub her pussy. "Y...yes. I love it.” Lia was
getting closer and closer to an orgasm. She was praying Damian would leave soon.
“We’re ready for the check now.” Steve told Damian.
“Be right back!” He quickly picked up the plates and left.
"Okay, Lia, you can stop now.”
Lia managed to pull her hand away from her pussy and let her arms drop to her sides in exhaustion. “Oh my gosh! I
don’t know how much longer I could have lasted. Dad, this is torture!”
“You looked like you were having fun to me. You can put your panties back on.”
Lia cleaned up her hand on her napkin and grabbed her panties, which were still on the table in front of her. Lia
could barely stand. She nearly fell over, stepping one leg into her panties. But she managed. She found herself
wishing that she had dried her pussy with her napkin before; now her panties were wet again. Lia nearly fell back into
her chair.
Damian came back with the check. Steve pulled out his wallet and put the cash plus tip on the table. But he thought
Damian deserved a little more. “Lia, don’t you think you should also leave a tip? Damian took good care of us today.”
Lia was confused; she never paid for anything when eating with her parents before. “I don’t have any money.”
“But you do have something you could leave him. Of the two things you have, I’ll let you decide what to leave him.”
Lia realized what he was talking about. The two things she had were her dress and panties. She had her shoes and
socks, but her dad made it clear that they were not part of this. Lia had to give Damian either her dress or her
panties. Their date just started; the thought of walking around town in just her panties was out of the question. It
would have to be her panties; she would still have her dress.
Lia stood, knees still weak and getting weaker. She faced Damian. “You can keep my panties for a tip.”
Damian’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. “A…are you sure?” This was a dream come true for him.
“Of course…you deserve them.”
“Lift your dress, honey," Steve told his daughter. “Make it easier for him to get them down.”
Lia grabbed the hem on her dress, her hands shaking, and lifted it above her bellybutton.
Damian knelt down on his knees and reached up the waistband of Lia’s panties. He looked up at her. He sees no
resistance in her face, just cute arousal. He looked to the front of her panties. He could see the outline of her
lips; her panties were wet and clinging to her. He could just smell a hint of her arousal, which was spiking his own.
He started to pull down slowly. He wanted to really enjoy this. Despite Lia not exactly being his favorite person,
hanging out with the worst school bullies, he couldn’t deny that she was incredibly cute. And had an amazing body. He
pulled lower and lower, expecting to see pubic hair; we wanted to know what color hers was. But lower and lower, and
they were nowhere to be seen. He stopped just at the start of the crease of her outer labia. He now realized the girl
was hairless. Neither Lia nor her father said anything to stop him; he couldn’t believe what he was about to do in
front of them. He couldn’t wait any longer and pushed them down to her ankles. His eyes locked on her vagina, like a
little closed clamshell. His ex-girlfriend only let him see her naked once, but he never actually saw her vagina. It
was hidden behind a jungle of black hair. Now he could see why they could be called “lips.” That's exactly what Lia’s
looked like. With a nice sheen of wetness to them.
Lia stepped out of them and let Damian take them. She now only had her short dress, which she was still holding above
her bellybutton.
Daminan sat on his knees, eyes fixed on Lia’s pussy. He couldn’t look away. He thought that maybe she would pull her
dress down, but she didn’t. She wasn’t making any moves to cover at all.
“Go ahead, son. I know you’re curious.”
Damian looked up at Lia’s father. Smiling down at him. He lifted his hands up towards Lia’s hips. And held. Looking
back to Steve, who nodded at him. Damian could hardly believe his luck. He looked back at Lia, who was still not
giving any hints to him. Just a look of primal arousal.
His first contact with Lia’s pussy was just his finger. He poked the top and each lip. All around. He was still
waiting for the other shoe to drop and the very large man that was her father to pick him up and body slam him,
falling for their joke. But it didn’t happen. Feeling more emboldened, he cupped her pussy with his hand. He rubbed up
and down for several moments. Taking in how hot and soft she was. This was the first pussy he ever put his hands on.
But he knew a little of how they worked; he could feel his hand getting wet from it. Lia was turned out, and that
turned him on. He gently took each lip between his fingers and pulled them apart from each other. He saw her little
erect clit. He rubbed it with his thumb. Lia sharply inhaled but didn’t move away.
“How was everything?” Just then the manager and owner of the restaurant appeared. Damian took his hands away from Lia
and jumped up.
“Oh! I was just…um…”
“Everything was great! Your employee, Damian, was just collecting his tip.” Steve told the owner, who he knew well.
“I can see that. And this must be the little lady that caused all the commotion in the bar earlier.” He held out his
hand for Lia to shake.
“Lia’s busy holding her dress up at the moment, but I’m sure she doesn’t want to be rude.” Steve pointed to Lia’s
still exposed pussy.
The manager, already knowing what the situation was, extended his outstretched hand to Lia’s pussy. He ran his fingers
up and down her pussy, feeling the roughness of his hand, the hand of a man who worked hard for many years.
Lia gasped. Even though she had been to this restaurant many times, she never actually met the owner before. And the
first time she did, he was stroking her pussy. This was the first time a man her dad’s age touched her. Besides her
dad, of course.
“It’s nice to finally meet you, young lady.” The manager said as he continued to fondle Lia.
“Nice…to uh…meet you TOO!” Lia was struggling to maintain her composure. She was mortified at the blatant touching but
turned on too.
The manager and Lia’s father carried on a conversation as he continued to massage her pussy. Her dad was talking as
though his daughter wasn’t basically being masturbated in front of him but by a man she didn’t even know. Then
something even crazier happened. Without pausing their talk, the manager reached up and started to undo the buttons of
Lia’s dress. As though it were the most normal thing. After he undid a few, he pulled it open with one hand, the other
still massaging her pussy, to expose her breasts to the room. Once exposed, he started to massage them too. First one,
then the other. Pinching and pulling on her nipple. And they just kept talking as though this was normal.
Lia was fully panting now; she was so horny, and the touching was driving her crazy. She was beyond embarrassed to be
touched by the older man, but he knew what he was doing. Just then she felt hands on her butt. Emboldened by her
boss’s touching and her dad’s indifference, Damian moved behind Lia and started to massage her butt.
He was kneeling down to be eye level with it. He would massage her cheeks, then pull them apart. Lia knew he could see
her hole back there. Then he would let them slap back together.
“Ahh! Oh my god!” Lia cried out in a small whisper, not loud enough to disrupt the conversation. Damian was the cause.
He was at his bravest as he allowed his fingers to dance gently over her rosebud. Lia was again mortified to have that
hole touched in an intimate way, but it was also driving her wild. Her moaning was getting louder and louder.
“My lovely daughter and I have a schedule to keep so we better get going.” Steve finally ended the conversation. The
manager took his hand away from Lia and buttoned her dress back up. He shook Steve’s hand and left.
Damian also released Lia’s cheeks and stood in front of her. “See you at school, Lia," he winked at her. Also taking
his leave.
Lia’s stomach flipped, both from the thought of Damian telling everyone and her own arousal at being so openly
fondled.
“You can drop your dress now, honey.” Steve told Lia, who was still showing off her wet pussy.
Lia pulled her dress down; her mind was still hazy from getting so close to orgasm several times and failing to cum.
Her knees shook as she followed her father out of the restaurant. She was recognized on their way out and, despite
being covered, received more cheers. Lia gave them a quick wave as she stepped out on the street.
“Not ready to go home yet?” Her father asked her.
Any normal girl might demand to be taken home or to a police station. But Lia was not a normal girl. She shook her
head. “No, our dates never ended this early before.”
“Good! Because I have a few more things planned. I got us tickets for that movie you wanted to see. But we have some
time so we can do a little shopping first.”
Lia squealed with excitement. Her dad always spoiled her on these dates when they went shopping. And she did want to
see that movie. The restaurant was located on the edge of a shopping district where everything was within walking
distance. So they didn’t need to drive anywhere.
Steve felt a little relief when Lia once again held his hand. His daughter was tough.
They hit several shops in the area. Steve bought something for Lia at every one of them. There were no orders to
expose herself; other than Lia not having any panties on and a very short dress, it was a normal shopping trip. Steve
wanted to give her a little break. But as Lia would prance around the stores, sometimes her dress would ride up and
expose her firm butt. But otherwise it was a normal outing. The movie was starting soon, so they dropped the bags off
at the car and walked to the movie theater that was in the area.
Once again Lia wasn’t made to do anything at the theater. She was able to watch the movie without having to expose
herself in any way, other than sitting with her legs spread. It was dark so no one was able to see anything, but her
pussy being exposed to the cold air of the theater was keeping her aroused. Lia knew it was only a matter of time
before she would have to do something embarrassing, but she was enjoying the day so much the thought didn’t bother
her.
With the movie out and still much of the day ahead of them, they opted to walk around the park before the next planned
event. But everything changed when they ran into Bruce coming out of the pet store.
“Hello, Bruce. How are your parents?” Steve asked Lia’s classmate.
“Hello sir, they are good. They are looking forward to your fundraiser picnic. Next week.” Both of Bruce’s parents
worked at the justice center, so they knew Steve well.
“Good, I’ll be happy to see them there.”
“What fundraiser?” Lia asked.
“Have I not told you? We are having a picnic and a barbeque in the park. There will be a couple of raffles, but I
still need to figure out one more.”
Lia’s stomach did a few flips; she knew she would have to go to that and could only imagine what she would have to do
there. Lia wanted to change the subject before anything involving her could be suggested. Little did she know she was
about to set her own trap and fall into it.
“Did you get something at the pet store? I didn’t know you had a pet.” Lia asked Bruce.
"Yeah, we have a Great Dane. He’s more my dad’s dog; he's the only one Tiny will listen to.”
“His name is Tiny? Aren’t those dogs huge?” Lia asked.
“Yeah, my little sister is able to ride him like a horse. You probably could too.” Bruce was a little nervous about
talking with them; he was still uneasy about having seen Lia in compromising positions, knowing her dad knew that.
Steve was nice but still intimidating to him.
“So what did you buy?” Steve asked.
“A new collar and leash, Tiny wears them out all the time.” Bruce answered.
“Are you sure you got a good one?” Steve asked.
“I think so; it was expensive. Glad I didn’t put up my own money.”
“Are you busy right now? If you have some time, I think you should test that collar and leash.”
“I don’t have anything going on today; I just have to be on the bus home before dinner. How would I test this now?”
“I’m sure my lovely daughter would love to help you test that leash!”
“What!? What do you mean!?” Lia was shocked at the suggestion. "Daddy, you can’t be serious!”
“Why not? You want to help your friends here, don’t you? If it’s not a good leash, then you can save Bruce a bus
trip.”
“That’s okay, sir; I’m sure it will work out fine.” Bruce said, trying not to upset Lia.
Her dad gave her an expectant smile. The suggestion wasn’t really a suggestion, Lia knew that. It was something she
was expected to do. Her heart fluttered at the thought of Bruce holding her on a leash. “I’ll help. You can test it
out on me.” Lai said, pulling her hair out of the way of her neck.
“Are you sure?”
Lia nodded.
Bruce’s hands were a little shaky as he looped the collar around the girl's neck. It easily fit around her.
“Don’t forget the leash.” Steve reminded him.
Bruce attached the leash to Lia’s collar. Lia was standing in her short dress and leash and collar around her neck,
being held by the boy she was developing a crush on.
“You look adorable, Lia! ” Steve proclaimed. “This is one way to keep a willful daughter in check, huh?” He laughed at
his own joke.
Lia forced a smile. At that moment she was concentrating on how hard her nipples were, hoping they were not obvious.
Burce also laughed nervously.
“Why don’t you take Lia for a walk? I have to run a quick errand. You can walk her to the park, and I’ll meet you
there.”
“You want him to walk me, Daddy?”
"Yeah, why not? You can pretend to be his dog so he can get the full idea of how the leash will work out for them.
Just stay on the grass and you’ll be fine.”
“But what about the rest of our date?” Lia asked.
“I’ll be quick, 30 minutes tops.”
“Okay.” Lia turned to Burce. “Will you walk me to the park, Bruce?”
"Uh…yeah…yeah, of course I will.” Bruce was still nervous and unsure of what exactly was happening.
Lia started to get down on all fours, wishing she still had her panties; she was going to constantly be flashing
people in her short dress. But her dad stopped her.
“Hold on, honey. Since you’ll be pretending to be a dog, you won’t need that dress. Dogs don’t wear clothes.”
"Um…well…" Burce tried to intervene, but the situation was unfolding quickly.
“I…guess I don’t need it.” Lia’s heart was pounding so hard she thought it might rupture her eardrums. Her father’s
hands were already at her buttons, undoing them. Once all the buttons were done, he slipped the straps off her
shoulders and slung the dress over his shoulder. Lia now stood completely naked, except for her shoes. She was
blushing deeply at being undressed by her dad in a public space. She was shaking like a leaf. People were walking by
and staring at the scene.
“I’ll meet you kids at the park in about half an hour or so.” Steve leaned towards Bruce and took on a slightly more
serious tone. “You watch out for her. I’m trusting you.”
Bruce gulped nervously. "Of course, sir.”
“You be a good girl and pretend to be a dog.” Steve patted Lia’s head.
Lia felt a little condescended to but also turned on by the entire situation. Stepped off the sidewalk and got down on
all fours. She turned towards her father and Bruce. “Woof!”
“That's my girl!. Okay, you kids have fun!” Steve left to run his errand. Taking Lia’s dress with him.
Lia’s heart rate started rising. She was panicking a little watching her dad walk away. She was still really
embarrassed to be seen naked by her father, but she did feel safe around him. And now he was gone and she was naked.
Bruce saw the worried look on Lia’s face as she watched her father leave. He couldn’t even begin to understand this
weird situation. “Don’t worry, Lia. I won’t let anything happen.”
Lia looked up at Bruce, holding her leash. She was glad he said that; it did make her feel better. Also seeing the
leash caused a small pussy contraction. “Woof!”
Bruce smiled, and the two started off towards the park. On the grass so as not to hurt Lia’s knees. She was a little
ahead of Bruce; he craned his head to get a look at her from behind. In her position he could see it all. The poor
girl was showing off everything. Bruce had to know if she was truly alright. “Lia, are you okay?”
She stopped and looked back at him. “I’m scared, but I trust you’ll keep me safe.”
“No, I mean with everything. Your punishment seems extreme to me. If you need help, I’ll help you. My parents can help
too.”
“What do you mean? Like protection from my parents?”
“Yeah. I don’t want to cross a line, but are they hurting you? This is a crazy punishment.”
Lia felt both annoyance at an outsider commenting on her family and sweetness that he was clearly concerned about it.
“Bruce, that's sweet of you. But no, I don't need help. I don’t expect you to understand. Just know that I’m fine. I
made my parents worry; don’t judge them.”
“I’m sorry, Lia. I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“You didn’t. It's nice of you to be concerned for me. But it's not like I haven’t done some of this to myself either.
I suggested one of my own rules.”
“What rule?”
Lia looked around to make sure they weren’t being watched. There were people around, but they didn’t seem to notice
she was a naked girl on a leash. After checking, she turned her butt towards Bruce, spread her legs more, and arched
her back. Pushing her butt up at him. “I made a rule that anyone can touch me anywhere they want. I want you to touch
me. To prove to you that I’m fine. You already have, at Gil’s birthday party.”
Bruce stared down between Lia’s spread legs, at the pussy and butt. He didn’t need to be told twice. He reached his
hand down and started to massage Lia’s pussy. He was startled by how wet and warm it was. He knew something about the
female body; the girl was turned on. He couldn’t believe that she seemed to like it. He also couldn’t believe his
luck; the last time he got to touch Lia, it was only briefly, as he was spanking her pussy from behind. He found her
clit and started running his fingers over it.
“Oh god, Bruce! I can’t…I can’t…CUM!!” Lia practically screamed, and a quick orgasm washed over her. She tried to tell
Burce that she wasn’t allowed to cum without permission, but she was so worked up from getting felt up at the
restaurant and being walked like a dog by a boy she thought was cute. Her young pussy didn’t stand a chance.
“Are you alright?” Bruce asked the panting girl, still on all fours.
“Yes…but I broke a rule. I can’t cum without permission.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I can give you permission now, and it should be fine.”
“It’s not your fault. I should have said something before. And I think my dad has to say it's okay.”
“I won’t tell him. It can be our secret.”
“No, I appreciate it, but I’m going to be honest. It’s fine, really.”
“If you’re sure. I’ll back you either way.”
Lia was moved by the gesture, but she was a good girl, and good girls tell the truth.
They continued the walk and made it to the park. It was small and somewhat secluded, having lots of tree cover. They
may have been shielded from the foot traffic of the nearby shopping district, but there were several boys hanging out
around playground equipment.
Lia shuttered when she saw them. She wanted to ask Bruce to walk her somewhere else, but it was too late; they
immediately noticed the naked girl on a leash. There were 5 of them. They looked to be about 12-13 to Lia. She pulled
back on her leash but couldn't get very far.
“I’m sorry, Lia. It’s too late. They’re already on their way.”
And they were practically jogging to her. She couldn’t blame them. She would too if it were Bruce naked on a leash.
That quick thought caused her pussy to contract again.
“Why is she naked!?”
“What are you guys doing!?”
“No one is going to believe this!”
The boys were all talking at once, asking an endless amount of questions. Walking around her and getting the full
view. Lia was thankful that none of them had phones, or if they did, they weren’t using them.
“Not everyone at once!” Bruce tried to calm them. “This is my friend Lia. She’s helping me test my new dog leash.”
Bruce saw no other option than to be honest. Lia was grateful for that; she couldn’t find the words. She felt like a
deer in headlights.
“But why is she naked?” one of the boys asked.
"Well, she’s pretending to be a dog. When was the last time you saw a dog wear clothes? Right, Lia?” Bruce answered.
“Woof!” it was all Lia could think to do. If she just embraced the absurdity, she could get through it.
“I’ve seen a dog wear clothes before. And she has shoes on.” Another boy said, not taking his eyes off of Lia’s naked
form.
“Lia is the kind that doesn’t wear clothes but wears shoes. Look, don't overthink this. I can find somewhere else to
test my leash.”
“Sorry! My idiot friends are going to chill out.” Said the boy, who was taller than the rest and clearly the alpha of
the group.
The boys stopped asking so many questions and just enjoyed the view of the naked girl on her hands and knees. Until
the leader finally asked. “Since she’s pretending to be a dog, can we pet her?”
Bruce and Lia looked at each other. He was trying his best to read what she was thinking, but all he could see was a
tiny hint of lust in her eyes. Remembering her own rule about touching, he didn’t see any reason why they should deny
the request. “Uh…yeah. Of course you can.”
The leader boy started to pet Lia’s head like he would a real dog. Over and over. He then started to move to her bare
back. Petting in big circles. The other boys took the example of the alpha boy and also started petting her head and
shoulders.
Lia didn’t find the experience completely uncomfortable. The petting actually felt nice; the boys were being gentle
with her.
The alpha boy kept inching his hand lower and lower on her back, to where he was just above her butt. Until finally he
allowed his fingers to brush over the top of her butt cleavage. Dipping his fingers just into the top of her cleft and
back up to her lower back. The boy kept this up, watching the naked girl for any signs that she didn’t like what was
happening or was going to stop him.
Bruce was watching too. To see if Lia showed any signs of distress. But the girl said and did nothing but hold her
position.
The boy noticed this too and got much bolder. He slid his hand down and grabbed her cheek. He moved his hand up and
down, and he would squeeze her butt. He slid his across to the other cheek and back again.
Lia cooed softly and was grateful that he wasn’t going in between the cheeks. The touch was nice though.
The other boys saw how bold their friend was being and followed suit. Two of the boys joined him in grabbing and
petting Lia’s butt. And the other two slid their hands under her and started massaging her boobs. They could feel her
hard nipples poking into their hands. These boys had sisters and have seen a pair of boobs before but never touched
them before.
The alpha boy grew even more bold. He slipped his hands between Lia’s legs and was rubbing her pussy.
Lia gasped but said nothing otherwise.
The boy kept rubbing and rubbing. Lia began to pant; she was starting to feel like a dog. After several minutes of the
boy’s rubbing Lia was fully aroused again. Her arms couldn’t hold her up anymore; she laid her head on the ground to
rest. But kept her ass in the air, allowing the boy continued access to her exposed pussy. Her panting turned to
moaning. She was well on her way to another orgasm and didn’t feel like fighting it.
Bruce thought it was finally time to end this, not wanting Lia to have another orgasm and get herself into further
trouble. “Alright guys, I think she's had enough.”
“Aw come on! She likes it, can’t you tell?” The alpha boy said.
Bruce was about to demand they stop when he noticed, off in the distance, through the trees, Steve on his way over.
“See that big guy coming over?” He pointed at Steve, who was still a few hundred feet away. “That’s her dad, and
believe me he won’t like you touching his daughter like this.”
The boys had a look of panic on their faces. They all got up and took off running. Talking and laughing about what
just happened.
“Lia? Are you alright?” Bruce asked.
Lia was still out of it; she was brought right up to the cliff of another powerful orgasm, but Bruce stopped it just
before. She didn’t have the strength to get up yet. She lay there with her ass still in the air and legs spread wide.
“Looks like you kids had fun.” Steve said, taking in the sight of his daughter. Looking like she was in heat. “Lia,
honey, are you okay?”
Bruce stepped in and explained to him what went down since they were in the park. Bruce didn’t realize how much time
had passed. He left out how Lia had an orgasm.
“So how did the leash work out?” Steve asked
“It's great! Lia was a great tester.”
Lia managed to get to her feet while they were talking, wiping the stray blades of grass off her naked chest.
“I’m proud of you for helping Bruce, honey.” Steve told his daughter as he unlatched the leash from her neck.
“I…have something to tell you, Daddy."
"What's that?”
Bruce started to get nervous. Even knowing the rules and Lia’s whole situation he was still a teenaged boy who caused
the man’s teenaged daughter to have an orgasm. A boy is always going to fear the dad of the girl he likes on some
level.
“I was letting Buce pet my…well, here.” Lia motioned over her hairless pussy, suddenly struck with extreme
embarrassment at having to tell her dad this. “And well, I came.”
“You did? And without permission again?” Steve said, with just a hint of sternness. He wasn’t upset in truth. But Lia
was practically craving a firm hand. She wanted boundaries and consequences for crossing them. He was willing to
oblige.
Lia nodded her head. “Yes sir.”
"Lia, you know that you need permission to cum; it doesn’t matter if you’re being touched. Bruce has the right to
touch you; it's your responsibility to control yourself.”
“Yes sir.” Lia had her head down.
“Today is about having fun, but I think you need a little reminder about what happens when you break the rules.”
"Sir, it's my fault! I kept going; Lia was trying really hard!”
“Lia knows the rules; this isn’t the first time she’s broken this one.”
“But…” Bruce tried to plead his case.
“Bruce!” Lia said, shaking her head.
Steve grabbed Lia's arm and led her towards the picnic table. “Not to worry, son. It’s just a little reminder.
Bruce followed as Steve lifted Lia and sat her on the edge of the table.
“It seems to me that you might need some help controlling yourself, Lia," Steve said to his daughter. “We’ll call it
Orgasm Training.”
Lia could tell by her father’s tone that he wasn’t upset, but she was still really nervous about where this was going.
“Orgasm trailing? What do you mean by that?”
“I’ll show you. Lay back.” Steve laid Lia back as he said it. Then he lifted her feet, still in their shoes, and put
them on the table. This had Lia with her knees up. He then pushed them apart until they were touching the sides of the
table. Leaving her pussy spread and exposed. “This is orgasm training.” He then started massaging and circling Lia’s
exposed clit.
“Oh GOD!!” Lia arched her back but kept her legs open. After all the petting from the boys, she was still really
worked up. The taboo of the situation wasn’t helping either; lying naked in a public place while her father swirled
her clit and her crush watching was increasing her arousal.
“Anyone who chooses to can do this to you for as long as they want.” He said, continuing to work Lia’s clit. “And no
matter how long it lasts or how intense it is, you have to resist cumming. If you do, then the person can punish you
however they see fit.”
Lia could barely hear what her father was saying. She was concentrating on the intense lighting storm happening
between her legs. She was mortified that her father was causing it. She was panting, struggling, and grabbing the
sides of the table to keep herself down. She was telling herself that she shouldn’t be feeling this good at her own
father’s hand, but she couldn’t help it. “Please! Please! I… I can’t! Ugh! AHH!” She fought and fought. She felt
helpless. The other side of her brain was hoping he wouldn’t stop until she fell over the edge, just to accept any
punishment coming her way. But she continued to struggle.
“Do you understand, Lia?” Steve asked, continuing his work between Lia’s legs.
“Yes!!! UGH!! I…under… … I CAN'T!! PLEASE!! I'M about to…UHHAHA!!!” It happened; Lia could no longer resist and was
finally pushed over the edge. This was the second time her father caused her to cum and it was no less embarrassing.
Wave after wave washed over her. After several moments she finally calmed down, and her senses were returning to
normal. She was left panting and exhausted, legs still splayed open. She made eye contact with Bruce, whose eyes were
building out of his head.
Steve didn’t intend on causing an orgasm; he didn’t feel right about doing this to his daughter. But he reminded
himself that he gave her multiple opportunities to back out of the touching rule, and she turned them all down. “Now
we would move on to the punishment side, and your friend Bruce is going to help us out with that.”
“You want me to punish Lia?” Bruce asked.
“Yes, come here, and bring your leash.” Steve brought Lia’s arms up above her head. “Punishment for breaking the
orgasm rule should be applied to her intimate areas. Start with her breasts.”
Burce was looking unsure of how to start. He didn’t want to hurt Lia, but she kept looking at him like she was
expecting him to start.
“Use your leash; start with her breasts.”
Bruce doubled the leash over; he raised his hand and brought the leash down on her left breast. It made a pathetic
slap against her skin. Lia actually raised an eyebrow at his attempt.
“Come one now, you can do better than that! Make it sting.” Steve told the teen.
Seeing no way out, Burce again brought his hand up and brought the leash down on her breasts much harder. SLAP!
“Ahh!” Lia yipped. But kept her hands above her head.
“Good, just like that. Again.”
SALP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Over and over Bruce brought the leash down on her breast. Red lines forming after each one.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Soon her entire left breast was red. The last three hit her directly on her nipple.
“AAAH!!” Lia cried out but held her arms up. She could feel tears starting to well up but also an intense burning
between her legs.
“Don’t forget the other one. Make them match," Steve said.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Over and over Bruce brought the leash down on her other breast and nipple. Then he began alternating between his
strokes.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Lia was writhing and struggling to keep from crying out. But lost the battle and cried after each one. Her pussy was
dripping now. She never expected pain to cause this type of reaction in her pussy.
“Alright, I think her breasts have had enough. It's important to massage the pain away," Steve said.
Buce put the leash down and put his hand over Lia’s breasts. He began to massage gently. Lia winced, but a moan also
escaped her lips. Bruce spent several moments rubbing the pain out of her breasts.
“Thank you, Bruce. That feels better already.” Lia said.
He was relieved; he felt he was getting a little carried away and was worried he went too far. Just like receiving
pain unlocked something in Lia she didn’t know was there, dishing it out unlocked something in Bruce he didn’t know
about. He enjoyed what he just did and was rock hard.
“Almost done.” Steve guided Bruce to stand between Lia’s still spread legs. “Remember the position we talked about
today? Feet behind your head.”
Lia started breathing heavily, knowing where this was going. But she didn’t hesitate. She brought her feet up to
either side of her head and held them in place with her hand. This left her pussy pointing up and exposed; both her
holes were exposed to the open air and the gazes of her crush and her father.
"Begin," Steve told Burce.
Bruce brought the leash down on Lia's inner thigh.
Lia flinched but held.
“No, no. Here." Steve ran his fingers over Lia’s pussy. “We are punishing her intimate areas.”
Bruce again brought down the leash, this time on Lia’s pussy.
SLAP!
“AHH!” Lia cried out. This was a much different sensation than getting hit on her breasts.
Bruce wanted to take it easy on Lia, but he was too into this. He started to bring down the leash on Lia’s pussy over
and over.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Lia cried out after each one. The pain was worse the first time she had her pussy spanked. That time it was only her
dad’s bare hand. But in addition to the pain, jolts of pleasurable electricity shot through her. She both wanted and
didn’t want it to stop.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
“Don’t forget about here too.” Steve circled Lia’s butthole with his thumb. “Push your butt up, Lia.”
Lia did without hesitation. She was incredibly embarrassed and nervous but was beyond the point of rational thought.
“Not too hard though; it’s a very sensitive area," Steve said.
Bruce started on Lia’s most private area. Over and over. But holding back a little this time.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The leash fell over and over between her cheeks.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
And like with her breasts, Bruce started alternating between her pussy and butthole.
Tears filled Lia’s eyes, not just from the pain, though. It was also the embarrassment and arousal and her confusion
at processing these confusing emotions.
After a few moments, Steve decided Lia had enough. She lay panting on the table, feet up to her head, breasts, pussy,
and butt all red.
Bruce didn’t wait to be told. He started to rub Lia’s pussy the way he did her breasts. His other hand rubbed her
butt.
Lia was mortified. This was the second boy today that was touching between her cheeks. And this one she liked. But the
embarrassment fueled her arousal. Soon all the rubbing had her writhing again, but this time in complete pleasure. She
was moaning loudly now, giving in fully.
“I’m getting close again! Uh!” Lia cried out.
“It's your decision, Bruce," Steve said. “If you think Lia has earned another orgasm or not.”
Bruce turned to Lia. “You were a good girl; cum for me.” He increased his pace. He was surprised by his own words. But
this situation taught him that he loved having this dominant position over Lia. He felt a sense of responsibility to
be firm but gentle with her.
“OH GOD, BRUCE!! AHHH!!!” Lia came again. Thrusting her pussy into Bruce’s hand. She finally calmed down after several
minutes. Her dad helped her to her feet.
“What do you say to Bruce?”
“Thank you for helping me be a good girl and punishing me.” Lia hugged Bruce’s neck and lifted herself up to kiss him
on the cheek. She wasn’t sure how to feel about everything that happened, but she didn’t hate it either.
“Well, Lia, you've had an eventful day," Steve said. “If you’re feeling up for it, I have another thing planned. But
we can head home if you're tired.”
Lia bit her lower lip; being able to go to the safety of home sounded appealing, especially knowing that whatever they
did, she would have to show off in some way. But something in her mind wouldn’t let her. “I’m still up to stay out.”
“Great! I think you’ll enjoy what I have planned.”
Lia noticed that her dad had her dress. She expected him to hand it to her, but he moved past her and dropped it into
the nearby trash can. Whatever he had planned, she would have to be naked for the rest of the day.
“I should get going. "Um...thanks for helping me with my leash, Lia," Bruce said.
Lia hugged him goodbye, and they went their separate ways. Lia again grabbed her father’s hand. Her heart was
pounding; each step she took brought her closer and closer to the shopping district. But this time she was only
wearing shoes. She was terrified, but after what just happened she felt she could handle anything.
That would soon be tested.