My Hidden Life Exposed

An Exciting Game - Part 1

It's nearing a year since Daddy confronted me. As I did my daily tasks around the house, Daddy sent me a text.

"A package should be arriving this afternoon. When it comes you may take it to our bedroom and open it. Tonight when I get home from work we are going out to dinner, just you and me. You are to wear the contents of the box, no ifs, ands or it's your ass! You may wear a thong and bra, may I suggest your black demi bra and black thong. Make sure to insert your jeweled anal plug and your Bluetooth egg into your pussy. I'll see you in a few hours."

Such a man of mystery! I wonder what will be in the box. I start getting wet just thinking about what he's going to do to me tonight. I wonder where we are going for dinner.

A few hours later the bell rings and there is a delivery outside our doorstep. The box isn't very large, but still decent sized, I take it into our bedroom and open it. Inside is a mini skirt that looks like it may end a few inches above my knees, and a black somewhat sheer button-up blouse that would end about halfway down my ass, yet probably fully cover my pussy.

At the bottom of the box is a pair of five-inch stiletto platform knee-high boots. I know Daddy likes me in heels, and tells me how much he loves my curvy legs. I would have never thought he liked the look of knee-high boots. Most times the music stars wear these in their videos, with booty shorts or micro-mini skirts.

A few nights ago as we were about to come to bed, he asked for me to put a pair of heels on, and keep them on while he fucked me on the bed. He asked me to wrap my legs around his torso so he could feel my heels on his back and ass. He seemed to enjoy the sensation of my heels digging into the top of his ass while he thrusted into my pussy.

About an hour later the doorbell rang again. Curiously I opened the door to find my Daddy's sister standing there. I welcomed her in, she mentioned she was here to pick the kids up. They were going to stay the weekend with her and her kids. I completely forgot to ask Daddy what we were going to do with the kids.

"I forgot to pack an overnight bag for them," I said.

"My brother said that the kids should have an overnight bag packed in their rooms," she replied.I called out to the kids that their Aunt was here to pick them up. The came running from their rooms, backpacks on and pillows in hand. Daddy has really pulled out all of the stops here. He packed bags for the kids, let them know where they would be going, and arranged for his sister to pick them up and keep them for the weekend, all without me knowing.

He's being very sneaky I thought to myself. I briefly shook the thought from my mind and changed to how loving he was being to arrange for a weekend away for us.

I said my goodbyes to the kids, thanked their Aunt for picking them up, and told them each to behave themselves. As I closed the door after waving goodbye, I looked briefly at the clock and realized Daddy would be home in about two hours. After checking to ensure that they left the driveway, I quickly disrobed and headed to the bedroom.

I looked through my underwear drawer and selected from my various thongs, g-strings, and crotch-less panties. All underwear that I've slowly been collecting over the past months, about the only underwear I'm permitted to wear anymore. When Daddy presented me with the house rules, one rule included ditching all of my regular underwear, and being only permitted to wear thongs, g-strings and the like. Of course, there have been quite a few days where I've been told I can't wear any underwear at all.

I laid out the new skirt and blouse. I then set out a black lacey thong that has a very narrow gusset. I looked through my bras until I found a lacey demi bra. My nipples will just barely be contained in the cups. I find a lacey choker with a silver heart ring in my jewelry box and lay that down as well.