Chapter 8
CHAPTER 8
“Are you really a fireman?”
Noah looked up from his dinner to find several people standing next to their table. He opened his mouth to speak when he realized they were not asking him but were focused on Serena.
Like a good subbie, she looked toward Ford and then in his direction asking for permission to speak to these strangers. They both nodded before sitting back and giving her the floor.
Noah looked over the small crowd and realized their inquisitors were Littles. They were actually adults, but their choice of clothing was a testament of their choosing to be identified by their Little personas. The young men were all dressed in brightly colored shorts and t-shirts with animals or trucks on the front, and the young women wore short floaty dresses with flowers and sparkles on them. They all looked at Serena as if she were a goddess who had come to life.
Serena smiled as her cheeks turned pink at the attention. “No, I’m not a fire man . I’m a fire fighter , a trained paramedic and I drive the ambulance.”
She paused for a moment as the Littles gushed before continuing. “Master Noah and Master Ford are also firefighters.”
“Really?” Two Little boys stepped closer to Noah and began asking questions one after another.
“Do you drive the truck?”
“Do you work the water hose?”
“Does your station have one of those black and white dogs?”
“Do you get to slide down a pole to get to the trucks?”
Noah had to chuckle at the awe he heard in the Littles’ voices. “Yes, I am the engineer and get to drive the truck. I only work the hoses if we’re shorthanded. We don’t have a Dalmatian, but we do have a Rat Terrier who hangs out at the station and sometimes goes on calls with us. His name is Rufus.”
“What color is Rufus?” A Little girl asked before he could finish answering the Little boys’ questions.
That brought several other questions from others in the growing crowd around their table. They were pressing closer and closer and Noah was getting ready to stand up and step away. Crowds always got to him, especially when they were as close as this one was.
“Everyone needs to take two steps back, please.” Ford raised his voice above the growing din from the questions that were being thrown at them faster than they could answer.
Just then a woman wearing a neatly pressed white blouse and long black skirt stepped up and met Noah’s eyes. She looked like she immediately understood his discomfort and was willing to do something about it.
“Littles, you all need to return to your seats and let our guests eat in peace.”
“But Nanny J, they’re firefighters ,” the Little in red shorts and a blue truck on the front of his t-shirt said.
“They are also guests and would like to eat in peace. Back to your seats or I’ll be borrowing one of Chef Connor’s wooden spoons.”
The threat work and the crowd dispersed quickly. The two Littles who had first approached were the last to head back to their table, but when Nanny J raised an eyebrow, they scurried away.
“Thank you,” Noah said once the woman was the only one left in the area.
“You’re welcome. As you can see, they’re enamored of first responders. Would you be willing to take a few minutes one day while you’re here to visit the Littles’ Wing and talk about your jobs?”
Noah looked at Ford and Serena, who both nodded, before he turned back. “We’d be happy to.”
“Thank you,” Nanny J said with a smile. “We can talk later about a time.”
And then she was gone and Noah was able to focus on his dinner once again.
“You’re too nice,” Ford said gently.
Noah looked at him and shivered. “As if you could say no to a woman who looks like that. She reminded me of the nuns who taught at my elementary school. They had these heavy rulers and weren’t afraid to use them.”
“Besides,” he continued a moment later, trying to sound serious, which was a challenge, “we will need things to do that aren’t scene or sex related. I mean, we might have stamina in bed, but everyone needs a break at some point.”
Serena giggled at his words.
“You’re right,” Ford agreed with a huffed chuckle. “But I’ll let you take lead on that.
“Aye aye, Captain,” Noah said with a laugh and a left-handed salute.
* * *
By the time they returned to their room later that evening, Serena felt relaxed about being on Rawhide Ranch. In the last two years of being a first responder, she had discovered that she couldn’t relax until she learned where the exits, fire extinguishers and other safety equipment were located. She could tell that Noah and Ford were more relaxed as well. Ford had once said he felt like a cat who couldn’t settle until he learned all the corners of whatever new space they were in.
Not only had they reexplored the grounds within sight of the main building, once the sun set behind the mountains, they’d returned inside and wandered the resort. While they didn’t enter the Littles’ Wing, they did ride the elevators to the various floors they had access to.
They found the classrooms, theater, and age-play themed playrooms on the second floor, and the gym, arcade, and Dungeon in the basement.
Though tempted to ask if they could explore the Dungeon, Serena remained silent. The tiredness she thought had passed was back, and she began yawning every few minutes. She allowed her men to lead her away from the double doors that led into that special space.
“We’ll come back in the next day or two,” Ford promised as they stepped into the elevator and headed up to the main floor where their room was located.
She nodded and leaned against Noah, feeling more relaxed than she had been in months, or longer. Noah took her weight easily, going so far as to wrap an arm around her back to hold her in place and keep her from falling. When the elevator doors opened, he guided her out of it and down the hall to their room.
“We need showers,” Ford stated as he opened the door to their room.
“Yes, we do,” Noah agreed easily. “We’ll go first.”
Serena giggled as he pulled her along with him toward the bathroom. He didn’t even bother to stop for clothing. It was obvious from the bulge in both men’s pants that her own horniness was about to be dealt with.
Once in the bathroom, Noah stripped them both down, tossing their clothing toward the door to the bedroom where a pile formed. Once they were both naked, he turned on the water before pulling her into the shower with him. She sighed as the warm water flowed over her.
“So damn beautiful,” Noah murmured as he pulled the shower door closed and stepped closer.
Feeling like teasing him a little, Serena stroked up her body to cup her hands under her breasts and pushed them a bit higher as she did a little swivel with her hips, hoping to entice him to do more than just shower with her. “Like what you see?”
“God yes, sugar. So damn much,” Noah said as he grabbed a washcloth and the bottle of liquid soap from the recessed shelf. “But first we get clean and then we play.”
“Yes, Master Noah,” she said softly.
Even though the water flowing down over her was nice and warm, Serena had a hard time suppressing a full body shiver as Noah began stroking the cloth over her shoulders and down her arms. The cloth then slid down her chest to her breasts, which he rubbed several circles over before continuing to her waist.
Once her top half was clean, he knelt and did everything from her waist to her toes… except her mound and pussy. Once he finished washing her front, he stood again and turned her so she faced away from him. He then repeated the process, once more skipping her ass crack and everything between her legs.
When he finished, he popped her body as he said, “Go sit on the bench, sugar.”
She blinked at him but could see from his expression he was fully in Dom-mode and wouldn’t be denied.
Without a word, which she knew would only come out as a whining demand for an orgasm, Serena moved around him and sat on the bench. She pressed her legs together and wiggled around, trying to put enough pressure on her clit to get herself off. She’d never done it before, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t do it this time.
“Lean back against the wall and spread those legs.”
The order that came from outside the shower startled her. Looking through the glass door, she wasn’t shocked to find Ford leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest. He was naked and his cock bobbed in front of him, confirming that he just might be as turned on as she was.
Not wanting to fight for fear of being sent to bed without an orgasm, she moved as ordered. She couldn’t hold in her gasp when her warm, wet shoulders met the cold glass wall behind her. Spreading her legs, she whimpered at the loss of pressure against her clit.
Noah was rinsing off from his quick wash but turned at the sound. He looked her over with a smile that sent another shiver racing through her body. “Bend your legs and put your heels on the bench on the outside of your hips. Spread those legs nice and wide for me.”
With her mind slipping into respond and enjoy mode, Serena did as ordered. She wasn’t sure what these two had planned, but she refused to fight them. She actually couldn’t wait to go with the flow and see where they headed. She had no doubt it would be enjoyable for all of them and would inevitably lead to another great night of sleep. She would just pull the blankets off the bed before they settled for the night to keep from overheating.