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Hopefully soon! But it will be a shorter chapter. I'm going to be busy soon and want to get something out before then.

perseus wrote: Mon Jun 22, 2026 3:09 pm Hopefully soon! But it will be a shorter chapter. I'm going to be busy soon and want to get something out before then.

No worries. No need to rush. Just showing some love. We miss Lia and her (mis)adventures.

Bucket wrote: Mon Jun 22, 2026 5:13 pm

perseus wrote: Mon Jun 22, 2026 3:09 pm Hopefully soon! But it will be a shorter chapter. I'm going to be busy soon and want to get something out before then.

No worries. No need to rush. Just showing some love. We miss Lia and her (mis)adventures.

I agree and think many others agree too; we're all looking forward to seeing what happens next.

computerphoto wrote: Mon Jun 29, 2026 2:16 pm

Bucket wrote: Mon Jun 22, 2026 5:13 pm

perseus wrote: Mon Jun 22, 2026 3:09 pm Hopefully soon! But it will be a shorter chapter. I'm going to be busy soon and want to get something out before then.

No worries. No need to rush. Just showing some love. We miss Lia and her (mis)adventures.

I agree and think many others agree too; we're all looking forward to seeing what happens next.

Upload will be later today

This chapter is shorter than I wanted it to be. But being a bit of a slow writer and being busy for the next couple of weeks, I wanted to get something uploaded before then

Hope you enjoy!

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 not 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 horney she was.

But that’s fair!” Lia said in a whiny tone but was not really upset.

I know this is a typo, but I think it would be great if it was subconcious.

"You mean it's not fair?"

"Yes, that is what I meant..." wistfully enjoying how she's put on the spot and made to sweat.

"Life's not fair,..." as you had written.

(or just fix it by having her say not fair, lol)

EddieDavidson wrote: Wed Jul 01, 2026 12:35 pm

But that’s fair!” Lia said in a whiny tone but was not really upset.

I know this is a typo, but I think it would be great if it was subconcious.

"You mean it's not fair?"

"Yes, that is what I meant..." wistfully enjoying how she's put on the spot and made to sweat.

"Life's not fair,..." as you had written.

(or just fix it by having her say not fair, lol)

Fixed, thanks!

Love this story and that chapter. I was kind of routing for Steve to have is seem to the other customer like he is having Lia remove her dress for spilling something on it, after doing something to make her cause a spillage, but this works. Love how she gave the old hag the riot act.

Nicely done, both the author and Lia.

It's always such a pleasure to see a new chapter to this story. Love it.