Chapter 15
THURSDAY
“Are we going to go eat in the cafeteria, Daddy?” Dallas asked as Pike carried her onto the elevator.
“Not today, Bitty. I’m worried that everyone will want to check on you if they see us in the cafeteria and that may be a bit overwhelming for you.
I think we will try the cafe this morning,” Pike explained to his overly excited Little girl.
He wished he’d waited until her ouchie head was better before creating Host a Ghost. He worried in all of her excitement she was going to bounce around too much and hurt herself.
“Okay, Daddy. Good idea,” she agreed.
She rested her head on his shoulder and he swayed back and forth with her. Teefs dangled from one of her hands.
“You’ll have to remind Teefs she can’t peek at Niki Rope and Danica. You know how naughty she can be,” he told Dallas.
She nodded against him. “I will give her a very stern talking to.”
Pike chuckled. He wasn’t sure Teefs even owned listening ears.
When the doors opened, Pike stepped out with Dallas in his arms and headed toward the cafe. He nodded his head in greeting to Derek as he stood in the doorframe of his office.
“I was hoping to catch you today. How is Dallas feeling?” Derek asked.
Dallas kept her face buried in Pike’s neck and his heart stirred in sympathy for her.
He was sure it was hard to have most of the Ranch know you got hurt.
Rubbing her back gently, he answered Derek.
“She’s doing much better. I’m going to keep her out of the nursery today, but she will be back tomorrow.
I think we’re going to do some shopping and visit the petting zoo. ”
“Well, I’m so glad to hear that. I think the petting zoo will be a lot of fun for a recovering Little girl. Maybe we could arrange a playdate for when Dallas is feeling better.”
“I think she would love that. She likes to look for Sadie in the cafeteria in the mornings.”
The Ranch Master smiled. “I’m proud to know my Little girl is making everyone feel welcome. She adores Dallas as well,” he said.
“Well, I am going to get this one to breakfast, but thank you again for the dinner invitation,” Pike said.
“Of course. Y’all enjoy.”
Once they were out of earshot, Dallas whispered excitedly. “Daddy! Sadie likes me!”
“Of course she likes you, Bitty. You’re amazing!”
He chuckled when she sighed deeply into his neck. “You hasta say that ‘cause you’re my Daddy. Is in the Daddy handbook.”
Pike patted her butt fondly. “Even if it was a requirement in the Daddy handbook, I’d still believe you were the most amazing Little girl ever.”
She kissed his neck before he settled her into a highchair in the cafe. He buckled her into the chair before pulling it a bit closer to the table. Sitting down, he picked up a menu.
“Do you feel like chocolate chip pancakes in your belly?” he asked her, knowing how much she loved pancakes.
“Oh, yas please, Daddy!”
“Do you want almond milk or apple juice?” Pike asked, pleased to see they offered a dairy-free alternative.
She tapped her chin as she thought. Fucking precious.
“Almond milk, Daddy.”
“Good choice, Bitty.”
“What are you gonna have, Teefs?” she asked, dancing Teefs around the highchair tray.
“Teefs wants chocolate chip pancakes too, Daddy.”
“They do sound delicious,” Pike agreed.
“Good morning, my name is Julie and I will be taking your orders today. What can I get you to drink?”
“Good morning, Julie. Thank you for waiting on us today,” Dallas said.
Pike’s Daddy heart swelled with pride. He was so damn lucky someone as sweet as Dallas was his.
“You’re welcome,” Julie answered, her smile brighter.
“My name is Pike and my little girl’s name is Dallas. The green zombie baby is Teefs. Dallas will have almond milk and I will have coffee with dairy-free creamer if you have any.”
“Yes, Sir. We do,” she said, scribbling on a pad.
“Excellent. We will both have the chocolate chip pancakes and could we get a small plate for Teefs? She will share with us.”
Dallas giggled and Julie smiled. “Yes, Sir. Anything else?”
“No, I think that’s all for now. Thank you.”
Once Julie walked away, Dallas pulled her list from her dress pocket—a dress that was orange and had a jack-o’-lantern face on it. She wore black and orange knee socks over warm black leggings because of the cool temperatures.
“Do you fink we can find everything in the Ranch store, Daddy?” Dallas’ forehead was wrinkled in concern.
“I do think so, Bitty Baby, but there is a town close by called Porter’s Corner. They have a grocery store from what I remember seeing online. We can go there if we need to,” he promised. “Daddy won’t let you be a bad hostie for your ghosties.”
She giggled at his words and her face softened. “Thanks, Daddy.”
“Oh, you know what? We need to look for your mermaid costume too. Can you write that on the list?” He pulled a pack of crayons from her diaper bag and he handed them to her.
“Yas, huh, Daddy.” She pulled a blue crayon out of the bag before writing A mermaid costume.
Pike smiled, looking over at her list. It had been perfectly Halloween themed until she’d written with the blue crayon. She pulled out a purple and green crayon and started coloring a mermaid beside her neatly written words.
“One of those things does not go with the others,” he teased her about the jack-o’-lanterns, pumpkins, and spiders mixed in with the brightly colored mermaid she was drawing.
She looked at him like he’d grown three heads. “Mermaids go with everything, Daddy. It’s the first rule of Little girling. Mermaids. Go. With. Everything.”
Well, he stood corrected.
“He’s wearing a birdie, Daddy!” Dallas squealed and clapped.
The older man smiled at the couple as they stood in Reese’s Imperfectly Perfect Petting Zoo.
“Howdy. My name is Master Arlo,” the man said, approaching. “This is my friend Bossy P. He’s an African Gray Parrot.”
“Hello, Bossy P!” Dallas greeted. “Hello, Master Arlo. I’m Dallas and this is my Daddy, Pike.”
“Pleasure to meet you,” Arlo said, tipping his hat to them.
“I’m the boss!” Bossy P squawked.
Dallas giggled.
“He is not the boss,” Arlo corrected, chuckling himself.
“Daddy is a brat,” the bird said.
Dallas covered her mouth with her hands and Pike bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. Arlo looked exasperated. “My Little girl has been teaching Bossy P some very naughty habits.”
Pike nodded. “I’ve never met a Little girl who wasn’t a handful.”
“Feel free to look around. Every animal is safe to pet and if you have any questions, you can ask anyone around.”
“Thank you,” Pike said, leading Dallas toward some bunnies.
“Bunnies!” she said, hopping towards them.
“Bitty, remember your head,” he said gently, wondering if bringing her to the petting zoo had been a good idea when she was supposed to be resting.
After breakfast, they’d shopped at the Ranch store and been able to find everything she’d need for the six days she’d be hosting Niki Rope and Danica, excluding the pickles.
At Dallas’ worried expression, Becky had been quick to suggest they call Chef Connor who was in charge of all the eateries on the Ranch to see if he had any available. Dallas had nodded eagerly and with one phone call, three different types of pickles were reserved for Dallas’ ghostie guest.
“They’ll be delivered to your room, if that meets your needs?” Becky asked as she bagged up the rest of their purchases.
“That will be perfect, and thank you for going above and beyond,” Pike said.
“It’s my pleasure. I think being a ghost host is going to be such fun!”
“Me too,” Dallas piped up with a huge grin.
After dropping their goodies off in the room and a diaper change, Pike allowed Dallas to eat her spooky cookie from this morning and had a snuggle before making their way to the petting zoo.
“Hi, I’m Reese,” said a Little as she approached. “Would you like to hold a bunny?” she asked Dallas. “They are really soft and love to have their ears scratched.”
“Yes, please,” Dallas answered, looking at Pike.
He nodded and she stepped forward.
“Sit on the bale of hay right there and I’ll hand you one to hold,” Reese directed with a smile.
Dallas did as directed and buried her fingers in the bunny’s fur.
“That one is Jessica,” Reese said.
“You’re right. She’s really soft,” Dallas exclaimed.
“Wait until you pet Wilbur. He’s not so soft. Hayleigh prefers to boop him on his snout but he loves that just as much,” Reese said with a giggle.
As Dallas carefully scratched the around the base of Jessica’s ears, Pike snapped some pictures for the group chat.
He chuckled as Emily immediately replied, expressing her undying love for Dallas and how much she “missed her face”.
After promising Emily they would call soon, he went back to watching his Little girl petting the animals.
Pike kept a close eye on her making sure none of the animals or their surroundings triggered her asthma.
Pike climbed into bed with Dallas and easily slid her diaper off. He’d put her down to nap in a spooky nightgown which gave him perfect access to her delicious body.
She stirred but didn’t wake. He was already hard—aching for her heat.
When he’d decided to make the hard choices for Dallas and bring her to Rawhide, he’d only considered how much this would help her.
It never crossed his mind how much allowing her to play at a younger headspace would affect him.
Her trust in him was not only humbling, but extremely arousing as well.
He thought maybe he’d been hard from the minute they’d stepped into the resort.
Picking up the large, lubed dildo, he gently adjusted her legs before easing it into her. She fidgeted, but still slept deeply. Pike grinned.
Using soft strokes, he slid the rubber deeply inside of her before pulling it out of her channel and rubbing her clit with it.
“Daddy?” she whispered, bringing her fists up to her eyes and rubbing them.
“Hey, Bitty Baby,” he answered, kissing her thigh. Another thrust had her eyes shooting open and her looking down at him.
“Did you have a good nap?” he asked, easing the toy out of her. He rubbed the large head against her bundle of nerves. She was already swollen and wet for him.
“Y-yes, Sir.”
“Good. Daddy thought maybe we could have some special time together, yeah?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said, nodding.
He slid the toy inside her again, harder this time, and she cried out.
“I know, Bitty. It feels so good, huh?”
Using his free hand, he picked up a second toy—a Hitachi wand—and flipped it on with his thumb.
“I think my good girl deserves some serious pleasure,” he said, settling the vibrating head just above her clit.
Her head fell back and her chest lifted from the bed. He worked both toys together so they brought her toward an orgasm quickly.
“Daddy?” she called, the muscles in her thighs twitching and her toes curling.
“Go ahead, baby. You don’t have to wait for permission today.”
“Fuck, Daddy,” she cried, giving in to the sensations. “Ohhhh.” Her body shook with her first release.
He lifted the wand from her but continued fucking her with the toy. Her head thrashed back and forth.
“Bitty, keep your head still or Daddy’s going to have to stop.”
“Nooooo,” she cried.
“I know. That would be the worst, but Daddy will always do what is best for you. If you can’t keep your head still, all the good feelings will go away for the day,” he warned.
“I’ll be still, Daddy! I’ll be so still!”
“You know what, Bitty? This would be a great opportunity to use those special rings in the headboard.”
“Oh, nu,” Dallas groaned.
Climbing from the bed, Pike grabbed some of his softer ropes before wrapping it around Dallas’s wrists. Once he looped the rope through the rings, he sat back on his heels and watched her.
“Fucking beautiful,” he said, plucking a nipple with his fingers. Using the same rope, he made two loops and worked her legs through them. After attaching them to the opposing rings on each corner of the footboard, he pulled tight, opening her legs wide for him.
“I think I’m maybe leaving a wet spot on the sheets,” she admitted.
He chuckled before lowering his mouth to her core and sucking her clit into his mouth.
“Ohmygoodness,” she whispered, grinding her mound into his mouth.
Pike grinned. He was only getting started. By the end of the day his Little girl would be limp, sated, and thoroughly loved.