The Photo Reveal - Part 3

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"I've been working on dinner, but been distracted so it's going to be a bit. Why don't you leave your clothes with mine?" I suggest, "and maybe before you close that garage door" I say with a wink.

"Are you suggesting I get naked in our garage so our neighbors can see me?" Daddy asked sternly.

"If it was good for the gander why not the goose?" I say with a giggle and a big smile. I hope he took it as a joke.

"I might as well, seeing how you were a good sport about all of this." he replies while unbuttoning his shirt.

I look across the street and notice our neighbors standing on their front porch watching.

"Looks like the neighbors are curious as to how you keep me so happy." I say with another giggle in my voice.

"Maybe they're little more than just adventurous nudists?" Daddy says, as he drops his shirt on my dress, and then undoes his belt and with one motion pushes both his pants and his boxers to the floor. He turns and gives a little wave, and then pushes his socks off and walks towards where I am on the landing of the garage steps.

He joins me on the steps, walks up to me and presses my back against the doorframe to the house while pressing the garage door button to begin it lowering. His other hand finds my clit and begins to stroke it while his lips find my neck and ear.

Once the door is mostly closed he let's go of me, I sigh and try and regain my footing. I turn to head into the house when all of the sudden I hear a loud crack and then feel the sting of his hand on my ass.

I turn and look over my shoulder as Daddy retreats to our clothes and scoops them up and brings them inside with him. He drops the clothes all but his pants and slides his belt out. I don't think anything of it, figuring he's going to drop everything in the laundry. I head to the kitchen to resume dinner preparations. Daddy joins me in the kitchen. He walks up behind me and leans over my shoulder, whispering in my ear "Take two small steps back, and lean on to the counter, do not let go!"

I do as he says, and then I feel the first swat, I briefly look back over my shoulder and see his belt doubled in his hand and swinging. 'He smacked my ass with his belt!', I think to myself.

"..count!" he says sternly.

"One!.." I quietly say, a second stinging smack hits my other ass cheek, "...two.."

After I get to five, I feel him rubbing and caressing my ass, his hand even plying between my ass cheeks, rubbing my lips. I can feel my pussy becoming wetter. He begins to stroke my slit, even plunging a finger or two into my pussy. As I begin to enjoy the penetration, another sharp stroke is added to my ass, "..six.." I whimper, his fingers leave my pussy, and the strokes continue.

I reach 10, and he grabs my shoulder spinning me back around, pushing my sore ass against the counter top. He looks me in the eye, sternly saying above a whisper, "I'll choose when I get naked from now on!", as he finishes his belt is dragged across my pussy, and then far gentler than my ass he taps my pussy. I do my best not wince. A small smile creeps across his face, "did you like that?" I don't nod, I don't speak. I'm a little shocked by the whole episode. He smacks at my pussy lips again, this time a little stronger, again I do my best not to wince.

He fingers my clit and finds me wetter than before, he grabs a nipple and squeezes it sharply, I moan, as he strikes my pussy again slightly harder, "answer me." he says.

"Yes.. daddy.. I liked it. It was different and I wasn't expecting it", I say as he smacks my pussy again with the belt as hard as before.

"Then count.." he says.

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