Wedgie/cuck/ddlg story :)
Being Little In front of strippers
I was the one to beg daddy to take me to a strip club, both as a punishment and a reward for my recent behavior. The other day, I had worn a tiny, lacy thong under my equally tiny dress when daddy and I were at dinner, and while he was eating, I slowly took off my thong and slipped it into his pocket. When he reached into his pocket to find his wallet later, he grabbed my wet thong instead and looked at me like he wanted to spank me right then and there. Our waitress looked confused, and I smiled. Daddy knows that part of my kink is being exposed as a sub in front of another woman, and he knew that I was hoping that he would scold me in front of her.
He didn’t, but lectured me on the way home as I touched my pussy in the car. How is it responsible to give me your sexy panties while we’re out? Do I need to punish you? Now daddy’s pocket is wet.
I confessed to daddy that I’d been wanting to be exposed in front of another girl. It was hot to see my panties in daddy’s pocket, but I knew that I wanted more.
Tonight, that dream was coming true. Daddy texted me to put on a pair of old, loose panties and hook them to my bra. I showed up at the strip club in a dress with the back fully exposed so everyone could see the connection wedgie. daddy greeted me and kissed me while tugging at my wedgie, and I knew that I was about to spend the night soaking up my panties.
First daddy ordered me to do a lap and report back while he found us a spot to watch the dancers. I shyly walked around, feeling the wedgie dig further and further into my asscrack. Once I’d seen everything, I came back to daddy and started telling him about the girls: my favorite is this mommy in the red thong because she could dominate me, but there’s this other girl with perky round tits, and this other girl with a round ass, and…
Daddy knows how overwhelmed I can get by sexy women. He looked at my first choice, the woman in the red thong, and smiled at her. She came over and I could feel daddy get excited. He was eyeing her giant round tits, perfect ass, and how they both jiggled as she walked. I started to get a little nervous. It was one thing to fantasize about being exposed, it was another thing to actually let it happen.
I gave daddy’s hand a little go ahead squeeze. He started talking to her and she started grinding on his lap, and I tried not to moan as she started giving him a lap dance while I was still holding his hand.
For a while I was mesmerized by her sexy body and the way she was moving for daddy, like she knew every part of his body and wanted to serve him. Part of me was a little jealous but I loved feeling on the edge. When I was appropriately horny, I told daddy the line that we’d talked about: daddy, my bottom hurts.
I liked the word bottom because it made me feel submissive and small, and daddy liked it because my cute little butt is more of a bottom than an ass. Is it because of the wedgie? Do you need help? Daddy gently asked.
I could see the stripper start to take an interest in me. So far, she’d been acting like I wasn’t there, which was also hot. But now she looked at me, and for the first time, noticed that my panties were hooked to my bra. She looked surprised. Wow, I guess I’ve never seen this… is it painful?
This was the moment I was excited for. No, it feels good. I love wedgies. You can pull on my wedgie if you want! I admitted, feeling shy.
She smiled and started pulling on my wedgie, and I almost exploded. A sexy stripper was pulling on my wedgie while also grinding on daddy. She spent the rest of the dance with my panties in her hand, pulling it like a leash, while I watched her fat ass bounce on my daddy’s lap. When the dance ended, I knew I’d have to come back for more.