Lia's New Reality 19

By Perseus
perseus_mycenae@protonmail.com

Copyright 2025 by Perseus, all rights reserved

[4,580 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 19

Lia found that sleeping in her tied position wasn’t uncomfortable. She found that she could let herself completely relax, and she would stay firmly in place while being completely spread and naked. But another thing that kept running through her mind was how vulnerable she was. If someone broke into her house, there would be nothing she could do to stop them from doing whatever they wanted with her. Instead of terrifying her, the thought aroused her. She felt safe; their home security system was effective. The reason she thought of an intruder taking her virtue was that, in her fantasy, the intruder was Bruce. Instead of freeing her and rescuing her from her family’s punishment, he joined them; only he was taking full advantage of her spread-out state. There would be no rescue for Lia in her fantasy, only more tormentors. Her family watched as she lost her virginity; even in her own fantasy, she didn’t get any privacy.

Lia was able to lull herself to sleep with this fantasy. Some time later, Lia had no idea how much time passed; she was awoken by something but didn’t know what. Not until then could she hear muffled footsteps circling her. Someone was in the living room with her. She couldn’t tell who, still wearing the sleeping blindfold. She knew the light was on; whoever it was could see all of her naked form, but she couldn’t see them.

“Who’s there? Dad? Mom? Trevor, is that you?”

Whoever it was, they didn’t answer. They just seemed to be walking around her. She assumed it was only one, but she couldn’t be sure; it could be both her brother’s for all she knew.

“Chuck? Is something wrong?”

Still no answer. But they seemed to be stopped at her side. Lia next felt fingertips dancing over her stomach, and then a finger trace circles around her bellybutton. On the fingertips alone, Lia couldn’t determine who they might belong to. But she has a different problem: she was incredibly ticklish.

“Hey! Stop that!” Lia momentarily forgot that her body was open for touching. “I know the rule that you can.” Lia was struggling to keep from laughing as the fingers danced over her belly. “But please, it’s tickling me.”

The fingers stopped. Shhh.”

Lia still couldn’t tell who it was, but her situation got much worse.

“Thanks, I’m sure you know that I hate being tickled...HAHAHAHAHA!!” The mystery fingers resumed their touching, but this time in her armpits, and with determination.

“HAHAHA PLEASE!! HAHAHA!! STOP!!!” But they didn’t. The fingers did their work in her armpits, then down her sides and back up again. “HAHAHAHA!! NO!! DON’T HAHAHA!!” Lia begged, but it didn’t make a difference.

Lia pulled against her bonds harder than when her pussy was being spanked. But it was no good; she was held firmly spread, and there was no escape. All she could do was endure it.

The tickling finally stopped after a few minutes; Lia was sweaty and heaving for air. “Why? If this is somehow more punishment for the day, I’m sorry. Just please don’t tickle me anymore.” Lia pleaded, finally catching her breath.

The mystery person went between her spread legs. The next thing Lia felt was the person softly blowing on her pussy. “Ugh.” Lai moaned. The unknown person wasn’t blowing on her pussy to stimulate her; they were doing it to show Lia just how much the tickling turned her on. Her pussy was soaked. Lia could feel it; the unknown person was taunting her.

“Okay, I get it. Yes, I’m horny, but I still hate being tickled.”

The tormentor then returned to her side. Lia could feel the warmth of their hands, hovering just over her armpits again. “Oh, please don’t tickle me again! Yes, it makes me horny. Is that what you want to hear!? Almost everything makes her horny! Just please!”

The fingers made contact with her pits but didn’t move yet; her begging was not having any effect.

“Please! I’ll do anything! You can make me do anything you want! Trevor, if that’s you, you can put your fingers anywhere! I won’t complain!” Lia was ready to beg every potential member of her family. “Daddy, you can spank my pussy again! I deserve it. I… HAHAHAHAHA!! NO!!! HAHAHAHA!!” The fingers started tickling her again. “HAHAHA HELP!! PLEASE!! HAHAHA!!” Lia knew that she was being loud enough to wake the dead. There was no way anyone in her house was still asleep. Whoever was doing this to Lia had the endorsement of the rest of her family. For all she knew, it could have been all of them switching places; she would have no way of knowing.

After several more minutes of tickling, it finally stopped. Lia was desperately trying to catch her breath. She had never felt more vulnerable than she did at that moment. Naked, tied, and horny, she was unable to close her legs, and it turned her on more than she ever thought possible. She knew her pussy was spread open, wet, and likely leaking. She knew that whoever was tickling her could see it too. Not being able to hide that she was horny only made her more horny.

Her tickler was not sitting between her legs, like her father did when he spanked her pussy. They put their hand on her pussy and gently began massaging it.

“UUUGGHHH!!” Lia arched her back as much as she could and gave a deep-throated moan. ”Oh God! Oh God! It feels so good!”

The hand slowly increased its speed, rubbing right on her hard little clit. With their other hand, a finger began teasing her anus. Not inserting, but making slow circles.

“YES!!! That’s good! Please keep going!” Lia was surprised at the sensation of having both her holes played with at the same time. “Oh God, that’s good! Please!”

On and on it went, until Lia was about to have the most earth-shattering orgasm of her life. The hands suddenly stopped. The unknown person got up and started walking away.

“WAIT! WAIT! PLEASE! You have to finish me! You can’t leave me like this! Please!” Lia begged.

The person stopped; Lia could feel them looking at her. She was so desperate to have an orgasm.

“Please finish me! I’m begging you! I’ll do anything!”

The person didn’t move. Lia could feel them watching her.

“I’ll tell you the truth if you just get me off! I like my punishment! It’s embarrassing to be seen naked by all of you, but it turns me on too. I like being forced to take my clothes off. Trevor, if that’s you, when you made me walk through the hotel naked, that was the most exciting time of my life! Mom, I was so nervous when you made me Gil’s present at his birthday party, but it was also fun! And it got Bruce to notice me! Dad! I didn’t mind being spanked on my pussy! I hope you do it again; the orgasm I had was the most intense I ever had! Chuck! You can tickle me again! As much as you want! I know it’s one of you! Just please get me off!”

There was a long silence; Lia could only hear the sound of her heavy breathing. She heard the person switch the light in the room off. Lia was alone. She whimpered in horny frustration, denied. The reality of what she just said was sinking in. She finally admitted to someone in her family, and more importantly, herself, that she is a horny exhibitionist. Lia felt some small weight lifted off herself; being honest was liberating. But she also was worried about what tomorrow would bring. Would her horny begging be reported to the rest of the family? Was the mystery person one of her parents?

Lia finally slipped back to sleep.

The next morning, Lia was woken up by her sleeping mask being removed. She saw the smiling faces of her parents.

“Ready to be untied?” Her mother asked.

Lia nodded her head. Her parents went about untying her. Once on her feet, Lia stretched and rubbed her limbs. Her pussy was still a little wet. The night wasn’t all that bad, aside from not being allowed to orgasm.

“Why don’t you take a shower, and then we’ll have some breakfast before we go to the mall?” Diana said.

Lia was all too happy to be able to be somewhere that had a small amount of privacy. Half was up the stairs, her mother reminded her. “No orgasm, dear. Remember, you are not allowed to have one alone.”

Lia nodded her head and ran up to her bathroom. She greatly enjoyed her alone time; the shower was just what she needed. But when she was left to her thoughts, she could only think about her confession from last night. She was so desperate to have an orgasm, she confessed her true feelings about her life over the summer. She confessed to both her unknown tormentor and to herself. “How am I enjoying this and hating it at the same time?” she thought to herself. Hate was probably not the right word. More like dread. She still felt so much embarrassment from what she had to do but also enjoyed the powerful orgasms it gave her. Any teenaged girl would die from embarrassment if someone in her family had simply almost caught her pleasuring herself. But Lia pleasured herself regularly in front of them, and it felt amazing. Lia hoped that it was Chuck last night, and maybe he would keep her little outburst to himself. But as she went back downstairs, still completely naked, those hopes were completely destroyed.

On the TV, in the living room, Lia saw herself. Tied up and begging for an orgasm, and her parents and brothers were on the couch watching. Whoever it was that was tormenting her last night also recorded it. She watched her whole confession, watched as she begged each member of her family for an orgasm. As well as her true feelings about her punishment.

When it was over, Lia and her family just looked at each other for a moment. She became overwhelmed with emotions. Now they knew for sure. She had no more secrets left; she felt like crying. And that's exactly what she did. Lia dropped to her knees and began sobbing.

“I’m sorry! I don’t know… I’m sorry!” She repeated over and over. Before, she had the excuse of her punishment; now she was worried they would think she’s a slut.

Lia wasn’t on the floor long. She felt the arms of her mother and father pulling her up, then into a tight hug. The three of them stood, hugging, while Lia cried into them for a few minutes.

“Why are you crying, Lia?” Diana asked.

“Because…you think I’m a slut!” Lia said, finally able to compose herself.

“Why would we think that? We would never.” Steve added.
“You saw how I was begging! I was tickled and touched, and it just made me horny! Of course I’m a slut!”

“Lia, you are not a slut. Your father and I don’t think that, and neither do your brothers.” Diana reassured her.

“What would you call it then!?”

“You’re an exhibitionist, Lia.” Steve said. “A submissive one.”

Lia looked at her father through tears with confusion.

“You may not understand it, but you like being seen naked and exposed. But you need to be forced. If you aren’t, then you won’t do it on your own, and it causes you to act recklessly. We think that’s why you spent the last year acting out. For attention, and it caused you to eventually end up like I found you at that party. Since we have been forcing you to be naked, you’ve started acting like our daughter again.”

Lia was scared that her father’s words were making sense. “But why are you forcing me to be naked? Why wouldn’t you put him in therapy? Or mental institution? I’m an embarrassment to your campaign, Daddy.”

“Don’t talk like that, Lia.” Her father said. “We are proud of you for admitting your desires; you could never embarrass us.”

“We don’t think therapy could help you, because we don’t think anything is wrong with you.” Diana told her. “My sister, Aunt Laurel, was just like you. She confessed it to me when we were in high school. She put herself in dangerous situations. Your grandparent tried therapy, doctors, medication, and boarding school. Everything but support. She got mixed up with a guy that controls her life. I haven’t seen her in years.” Diana’s eyes were starting to well up. “I miss her.”

“We don’t want that for you. We are providing a safe outlet for you. We are going to expose you more, and you don’t have a choice. Because we love you.” Steve added.

Lia was still trying to process everything they were saying. She was relieved that her parents, but especially her father, didn’t think less of her for her confession. But now her life would never be the same again. One thing that was sure, her pussy was getting wet again. She didn’t have long to process it when her mother ushered everyone to the kitchen for breakfast. They all sat at the table, but her father had a change of plans.

“I think the boys and I need a view while we eat. Lia, lay down on the table.”

Lia’s heart was pounding while she climbed up on the table and laid down on it. The table was rectangle-shaped; there was plenty of room left, even with her small frame on it.

“That won’t do; put the soles of your feet together and try to touch the table with your knees. Good, now reach up with your hand and grab the end of the table. Stay that way until we are done eating, then you can have breakfast.”

This position left Lia completely open and exposed. Her father and brothers wanted her exposed to their gaze for breakfast. The thought that they were going to eat while she had to lie there, exposed, specifically for them to look at, made her heart pound. She understood what her parents meant now. She was incredibly embarrassed to be this exposed to the males in her family, but it also made her horny. Her mother joined them, and the whole family was eating and looking at Lia’s naked, spread form. Her father and Trevor were down by her pussy, and Mother Chuck was by her breasts.

After several minutes, Steve leaned in close to Lia’s pussy. “Hmm, if I’m not mistaken,” he reached over with both hands and spread Lia’s pussy open. Lia gave a shocked yelp. “Yeah, I do believe I see it. Lia still has her hymen.”

“Dad!” Lia cried out.

“Come look.” Steve announced it to everyone, except Lia, of course.

Everyone gathered around Lia’s pussy to get a look inside. Steve, still holding on to her lips, spread them even further to give them the best look possible.

“I’m proud of you, Lia.” Steve told his daughter. “Many girls your age wouldn’t have theirs anymore.” He then used his thumb to swirl her clit. “Good girl.”

“Oh my god!” Lia cried out and arched her back but managed to keep her legs open.

Steve took a few moments to tease Lia’s clit; he figured she needed a small reward. She struggled and moaned on the table. But just before Lia was about to orgasm on the dining room table, he stopped. He and his wife agreed, no orgasms for Lia, yet anyway.

“Daddy, please! I… I really need it.” Lia felt mortified to be asking her father to finish her off, but she was still desperate from last night.

“Maybe later, honey.” He patted her pussy a few times and went back to finishing his breakfast.

Lia lay spread out, naked and horny, until they were done with breakfast. Lia was so hungry, but once her family was done, Lia got to eat. They all sat with her so she wouldn’t eat alone. Lia was grateful for it, despite her tits being on show while sitting.

Once breakfast was done, Diana told the family to get dressed for the mall. Lia, not having any of her clothes, didn’t know what to do. Her stomach was doing turns at the idea of having to go to the mall naked. She was beginning to worry that it would be the case as everyone found their way back to the living room, until her mom put the fears to rest.

“Here, honey, you can dress in these.”

Lia was elated to see a full closet of clothes. A pair of shorts—they would show off her entire leg, but she didn’t mind. A white tank top and even underwear. It was a bit awkward, getting dressed with her family watching, but she was happy to have clothes on again.

Something didn’t feel right when she was putting on her bra; it felt tighter, squeezing her breasts.

“Is something wrong, Lia?” Diana asked when she saw the look on her face.

Lia decided not to try to hide anything; she had no more secrets from them anyway. “My bra is a little tight.”

“Give it here.” Diana held out her hand.

Lia handed it over, standing topless before them.

Diana looked at the bra, then back at Lai’s breasts. She then reached out and cupped one of Lia’s breasts in her hand. “Your bra’s too small; your breasts are growing. I was a bit of a late bloomer myself.”

Lia felt some small sense of relief; her mom’s breasts were not huge, but they were bigger than hers were. She was worried that hers would be small forever. But her relief was quickly replaced by another embarrassing moment.

“Come feel, Steve.”

Lia’s dad joined her mom in feeling her other breast. She had her mom on one breast and her dad on the other. Lia never imagined that this was how she would have to inform her parents that she needed bigger bras. She also couldn’t help her nipples getting diamond hard and pushing into the palms of her parents.

“Our little girl is growing up,” Steve said.

“And still horny, by the way, her nipple is cutting into my hand.” Diana added.

“Mom! You don’t have to say it!”

“Oh hush, Lia. It’s perfectly fine to be horny. Don’t be so dramatic.” With that, her parents finally let go of her breasts. “I’ll give you a choice: you can wear the bra, if you can stand it, or you can go without.”

“I’ll take the bra.” Lia figured that her day at the mall would involve her being undressed in some way, and she wanted the full set of clothes as long as she could have it.

Diana looked at the fully dressed Lia for a moment. Something about this doesn’t seem right to me.”

“What doesn’t, dear?” Steve asked.

“I don’t like Lia getting dressed on her own. I don’t think she would even touch clothing.”

“Good idea. This way, we can be sure Lia is properly dressed.” Steve agreed.

“From now on, Lia.” Diana announced to her daughter. “You are not allowed to touch clothes with your hands. You will have to be dressed or undressed by one of us.”

Lia considered arguing, but she remembered her father’s words about her being submissive. She needed to accept this. Not like it was going to make any difference otherwise. She simply nodded her head. Yet another thing she can’t do anymore.

The family loaded up in the SUV. Lia’s new spot was in the middle; her mom told her that she was always to sit in the middle of her brothers. “Also, make sure to always sit with your legs open. Even if you are dressed.”

Lia sat like she did when she was in the car with Zack and Leon, with one leg draped over Trevor’s and the other over Chuck’s. She felt much less exposed in the shorts she was wearing, though. But Chuck didn’t let that last long.

“Um…Mom?”

“Yeah, honey?”

“Can I touch Lia somewhere?”

“Where do you want to touch her?”

“Between her legs.”

“You want to touch Lia’s vagina?” Diana asked, not finding it appropriate to use the other word.

“Yeah.”

“Of course you can, Chuck. You don’t even need to ask. If you want to touch Lia, just unbutton her shorts and touch her as much as you want.”

“Great!”

Lia watched in disbelief as her younger brother fumbled with the button and zipper of her shorts. Her mother and brother talked openly about touching her pussy like she wasn’t even there. Watching someone else undo her shorts caused her stomach to flutter, though. Chuck plunged his hand under the waistband of her panties and went about touching her pussy. He was clumsy, but he was making direct contact with her clit, and it was causing her arousal to increase again.

“Wow! It’s wet in Lia’s shorts!”

Everyone but Lia laughed at this.

They lived out in the suburbs, and the mall they liked to go to was in the middle of the city, so it would take around 30–40 minutes to get there with the traffic. Chuck would have plenty of time to fully explore between Lia’s legs.

Suddenly, Chuck removed his hand from between Lia’s legs, but he wasn’t stopping. He grabbed the sides of her shorts and panties, both. “Lift up, these are in the way.”

Knowing she didn’t have a choice, Lia lifted her butt off the seat and allowed Chuck to pull her shorts and panties down to her ankles, but not off completely. She couldn’t drape her legs over her brother’s like before, but she did her best to keep them spread for Chuck. It must have been enough because her mom looked back and didn’t say anything about it. But she did say something else when Chuck went back to playing with her pussy.

“Lia, you need to tell Chuck when you’re close to cumming. You don’t have to stop, Chuck; just give Lia a few moments to collect herself. Then you can start again. We don’t want her coming yet.”

“Okay, Mom!” Chuck stroked Lia’s pussy up and down, then he would focus on her clit for a bit, then back to stroking.

“UH!! But why can’t I cum!?” Lia asked, moaning her question. “I’ve…ugh… needed it since last night!”

“Because you’re a good girl, aren’t you, Lia?” her dad asked.

“What? Ahh! Chuck! Hmm!”

“Don’t you want to be a good girl?” He asked again.

“Yes.” Lia answered, but still a little confused.

“Well, good girls are edged until they are allowed to cum. Now what are you? A good girl or a naughty girl?” He asked.

Lia had never heard the term “edged” before, but she figured it out through the context of the situation. It clearly meant getting close to an orgasm, then stopping, and repeating.

“I’m a good girl,” answering her father’s humiliating question. “Ugh! Chuck! I’m close!” Her brother stopped.

“And what do good girls do?” Her father was really pressing her now.

“Good girls get edged until given permission to cum. Good girls do what they’re told. I’m a good girl. Okay, Chuck, you can start again.” Lia surprised herself with her answer. But she did like being called a good girl. “What is happening to me?” She thought to herself.

Lia’s parents were also a little surprised by her answer. Their daughter was really submissive.

This went on for the entire car ride; Chuck brought her to the edge of orgasm at least 5 times. And every time she would tell him to stop so she could catch her breath, then she would tell him to start again. By the time they parked the car, Lia’s pussy and inner thighs were soaked.

Everyone climbed out of the car; it was difficult for Lia. No one pulled her shorts back up, so she was forced to climb out with them around her ankles. Since she was not allowed to touch them, she didn’t have a choice. She now stood in front of her family, looking very amused by her display, shorts, and panties at her ankles. Her tank top barely came down to her belly button, so her pussy and butt were out for all to see. She was still standing between the cars, so she could only be seen by them for now. Her juices were running down her legs. She wanted to ask for her clothes to be fixed but knew she was forbidden to.

“May I have a Kleenex to clean up a little?” Lia asked, waving a hand over her pussy and thighs.

“No, honey. I’m afraid you can’t. We don’t want you cleaning yourself up after your arousal has made a mess. You are to display it proudly.” Diana told her.

“Wet is a good look for you, sis.” Trevor smugly said.

“You can dry off naturally, though. Here, I’ll help.” Diana reached for Lia’s shorts and panties. But she only lifted them as high as her knees. “Open your legs, Lia. Hold them up.”

Lia did as she was told.

“You are to walk with your shorts where they are, all the way to the mall doors. Don’t let them fall to the ground, or you’ll be leaving them there. I’ll pull them up the rest of the way if you make it.”

“All the way to the door!? Like this!?”

They were parked at the far end of the lot.

“Okay, let’s go.” Diana didn’t directly answer her daughter, but the message was clear.

Lia began her walk, her heart pounding in her chest. She was out in the open, her pussy and butt as well. She thought she looked ridiculous, walking like a penguin with her privates on show. Trying to keep up with her family. She couldn’t, though, and was falling behind. They made no attempt to slow down.

Lia was drawing looks; the lot had plenty of people in it. Men and women would stop and stare as she waddled by; most smiled at her, thinking it was some kind of teenage dare that went very wrong for the poor girl. Some would scoff. Plenty took out their phones and snapped pictures or videos. All while her family got further and further away.


Lia passed groups of teens that, to her surprise, didn’t stop to harass her, but they catcalled as she passed. This was having the opposite effect that her mom suggested; her pussy and thighs only got more wet at her humiliation.

Finally, Lia was approaching the mall doors, the smiling faces of her family watching her.

“Good job, Lia!” Her mother announced. “Fix her clothes, Trevor.”

Trevor pulled her panties up first, not before giving her pussy a few quick strokes. He pulled them up too high and gave her both a back and front wedgie. Then he fixed her shorts.

“Let’s do some shopping!” Diana announced.

Lia shivered at the cool mall air on her still-wet thighs, as well as at the idea of what might lie ahead of her inside. But one thought kept running through her head. “I’m going to be a good girl today.”