My Hidden Life Exposed

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After my two week "punishment" I decided that I would continue with wearing no underwear as long as I could, at least until my monthly visitor would arrive then I would resort to panties, but still kept with no bra. Daddy seemed to approve of my decision. In addition I kept wearing short sundresses or short skirts even around the house. This allowed him to be to "cop a feel" whenever he could. Not only did it make him happy to be able to feel my bare ass or rub against my moist slit, it made me feel appreciated and wanted by him. Daddy would ask to see my phone occasionally to check up on me and make sure I was following the rules.

I decided that I wanted to do something special for Daddy. At the same time I also wanted to push my boundaries slightly as well. I wanted to prove to him that he is on my one and only Daddy. The other guy had somehow convinced me that I could send some pictures of my cleavage and my panties and that it would be ok, when I told Daddy he wasn't happy about it but he also didn't fly off the handle. For all I know he may have known what I took since he may have found them on my phone still somehow. He still hasn't told me how he discovered the conversations.

I know it was hard for him to confront me about my secret relationship. It was difficult for him to find what he did, whatever it was, and then process it mentally and emotionally and make the decisions that he could have. I'm surprised that he was willing to look into this particular aspect of my interests since for so many people in our social circle this would be an abhorrent thought to be sexually dominated. Or would it be? I wonder how many of our friends hide a secret side to their relationship.

I searched around and found a photographer that specializes in boudoir photography for girls with curves. I called and set up an appointment for a day three weeks away. I figured this would give me a chance to find poses I liked as well as some outfits that Daddy liked, and a chance to steel my nerves about taking photographs like this. I know I took selfies for the other guy, why would I be worried about taking photos for my husband, my Daddy, my dominant? The difference in these photos is I plan to show my face, and whole a lot more. Plus I want them to be printed into a book that I can give Daddy, as well have a few prints so I can frame and hang in his home office for him to enjoy while he works.

In the weeks leading up to I picked out some new lingerie from a few online boutiques. When they arrived I modeled them for Daddy, sort of a fashion show. I had a Chinese screen in the corner of the living room with a small lamp, leaving the rest of the living room dark. I would then turn on the fan light and strut up and down to some sexy up-beat music.

I tried to gauge his favorites, after I was done modeling he asked for one more outfit to be tried on. I was confused, maybe he had gotten me something?

"What do you want to see again?" I asked.

"Nothing," he replied.

"Huh? I'm confused," I said.

"Nothing... as in your birthday suit!" He replied.

"Oh!" I responded and began pushing the straps of my slightly sheer lacy teddy off my shoulders, so it would pool at my feet, leaving me in my sheer blue g-string.

I pulled at the ties of the g-string and spread my legs apart and let it drop to the floor to join my teddy.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" I asked.

"Yes it definitely is," He replied, "it's my favorite outfit yet! I definitely enjoyed watching you change behind the screen. Watching your body move in silhouette was the second best part to seeing you try on the clothes."

"What outfit did you like the best?" I asked as I sexily walked on my heels over to him. When I got close enough I straddled his legs and sat down, resting my hands on his shoulders.