Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
There’s no Wi-Fi in the forest, but I promise you’ll find a better connection—Ralph Smart
David
As he’d shed the costume he’d gotten from Calla who owned Little Dragon Treasures on the Ridge, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the seven little words that were playing on a loop in his head.
I’ve always wanted to ride an elephant.
It wasn’t just those words, really. It was the way in which they’d been whispered into his ear followed by a kiss that he would swear included the tiniest flick of her tongue against his skin.
The sparkle and challenge in Tula’s eyes had left his heart pounding and his cock hardening.
It had been the oath he’d just made to Derek that kept him from immediately hauling her off for that very ride.
He'd listened as Derek held the campers captive with a story about how the animals in the forest joined those in the mountains, meeting at the river to ask its occupants if they wanted to play. It clearly became a story meant to entertain rather than attempting to frighten them as most fireside stories of David’s experience were wont to do.
Each time Derek would mention an animal, he’d motion toward the campers wearing the t-shirts depicting that animal so they would pick up the storyline.
Tula told how actual bees not only provided honey, but that man had learned a great deal from simply watching them fly from flower to flower.
She removed the flower wreath from her head and pointed out various blossoms and spoke of their multiple gifts.
“The women of the Crow clan were taught how to use plants not only to cook, but to heal. So many flowers have medicinal values. Peppermint leaves can be brewed in a tea to help with nausea, and coneflowers can be brewed into a tea or made into a paste to help stop itching from insect bites. Wild strawberries can be crushed up and added to water to aid in relieving sunburn. And of course, there is another gift the bees gave to man.” She’d smiled as she passed the baton to her camp buddies.
Wren and Sadie had the Littles giggling with their tag-team description of how the bees wanted to offer the animals some sweet honey at their tea party but had discovered their hive had been raided by a pair of bears.
As Blake and Payne pretended to lick the sticky golden goodness off their fingers, David had imagined licking something far tastier.
He was very pleased to see that despite the sugar overload of cupcakes he’d ordered from Angel’s Heavenly Bakery and Chocolate Shoppe, Littles had begun to yawn earlier than normal and hadn’t put up more than the slightest pushback when Travis had announced it was time to get ready for lights out.
“All done?” he asked as Tula and her camp buddies came out of the girls’ side of the camp bathroom, their toothbrushes in hand.
“Yes, Sir!” Tula used her toothbrush to offer a salute.
“I hear a bouncy bed calling my name,” Sadie said. “See you in the morning.”
“Yep, Daddy’s coming so it’s time to buzz off!” Wren said.
“Hold up,” Derek said as he and Travis joined them. “It’s my understanding that you two did a bit of buzzing off without permission this morning.”
The two Littles might have gotten away with pretending innocence except for the fact they both whipped their heads to first stare at each other, then at Tula, and him before they looked back to their Daddies.
“We were together!” Sadie declared.
“We were trying to find Tula and save her,” Wren offered.
David watched a Master of his craft as Derek looked between the two Littles with a gaze so intense he could easily imagine the Ranch owner as possessing x-ray vision capable of seeing through any Little.
That and his long silence had both Littles completely incapable of keeping their feet from shuffling or from shooting covert glances at each other.
David could swear he saw Derek’s lips twitch before he asked, “Save her from what?”
“From a spanking, though she said—”
“Said what?” Derek prompted.
“Um, nothing, that’s not the important part, Daddy,” Sadie assured him.
Though he’d have loved to hear the rest of that statement, David understood the code of friends.
He was also pretty certain he could fill in the blanks simply from how he’d seen Tula doing nothing but smiling each time his gaze had drifted to her ever since his palm had landed on her bottom.
In fact, if he had any question on whether she’d enjoyed her trip over his knee, knowing she’d obviously not kept the details secret, all he had to do was look at Sadie and Wren.
Those two were perfectly capable of going all “momma bear” on his ass if they thought he’d hurt their friend.
But considering Tula’s head swiveled as if watching a tennis tournament with the volley of words being exchanged, there was not a single thing to have him believe she was anything other than fascinated by the match.
“What’s important is that once we saw she was… um, safe… we went back to camp.”
“Went back to camp from where exactly?” Travis asked.
“The woods,” Wren said and when Sadie shot her a glance, added, “um, not that they were very far away. I mean, we only had to walk a little while.”
“Which brings us right back to the starting line,” Derek said.
“Correct me if I’m misunderstanding something, but it is my belief that though Master David loosened the restrictions to allow campers to pair up with those outside their color group, there was a caveat to that privilege when it came to leaving the camp, correct? ”
David had seen hawks dropping from the sky to pounce on an unsuspecting rabbit, but witnessing Derek work at asking questions he already knew the answer to and watching those Littles coming to the same conclusion was an art in and of itself.
“I-I guess so,” Sadie said.
“You guess or you know?”
And there was that lift of an eyebrow that had his own Little girl shoot a glance to him which had him steel his expression. After all, there was a Daddy code to uphold as well.
David had seen movies where armies were quicker to surrender, but in the end, they had no other choice. Unless the Littles wanted to dig the holes they were standing in even deeper, it was time to do a bit of white-flag waving. Evidently, they were on the same page as he was.
“I know that this means that bouncy bed isn’t going to be as much fun as I thought,” Sadie said,
“Oh, I don’t know about that.” Derek smiled. “I’m planning on having quite a bit of fun. You ready, Travis?”
“Absolutely,” Travis said and, again, as if they’d practiced, each man scooped up their naughty Little and flung them over their shoulder. David grinned knowing that though the Bees would feel a sting, they’d be just fine.
When it was just the two of them left standing, Tula looked up at him. “How on earth did I miss a bouncy house?”
David chuckled. “Not a house, it’s an air mattress in Master Derek’s tent.”
Tula giggled as she took his hand. “So that was them in the bushes?”
He chuckled. “Yep. But I hope you know that they were just as surprised to see you as you must have been to see them.”
“I know, and maybe I’m supposed to be embarrassed or something but I’m not. Like you said, naughtiness is not the same as having bad intentions. They were just looking out for me.” She paused. “I sorta feel bad about that.”
“Don’t,” he said. “They heard the same rules you did and after tonight, I’m betting that rule will be imprinted a bit more deeply.”
She giggled. “How come I’m thinking that there will still be some bouncing going on in that tent that has nothing to do with consequences?”
With his cock reminding him yet again of how he was planning on marking that “elephant ride” off his Little’s bucket list, he grinned. “Just that tent?”
Though the moonlight wasn’t quite as bright in the trees as it had been on the river the night before, he was certain that if it had been, he’d seen a flush of pink on his otter’s cheeks.
Once inside their tent, he turned on the lantern he’d added to its interior. He smiled when for the third time that day he heard, “Oh, is that for me?” when Tula saw the bag he’d held back from the other two Bees.
“It is.”
“But the cupcakes were our prizes,” Tula said. “And they were so yummy by the way.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed them, but what sort of Daddy would I be if I didn’t spoil my Little?” he asked as he picked up the bag. “But, if you don’t want it—”
“Gimmee!” she said and proved to be just as good at trying to grab it as Sadie and Wren had been.
David held it up, switched hands, lowered it only to yank it back up again as Tula giggled and grabbed.
He should have expected it seeing as how they were inside a tent and not outside one, but when their feet tangled and they went down in a heap, he barely managed to twist to ensure it was he and not Tula who landed on the bottom.
She giggled and grabbed the bag from him then sat up in triumph, straddling his chest.
Tissue paper flew around the tent and then her giggles turned into the softest, “Ohhhh, Daddy,” he’d ever heard and her look of pure joy as she pressed the stuffy against her cheek had his cock going rock-hard.
“I’m glad you like it,” he said as his hands came to either side of her waist, not wanting her to shift backward and discover exactly what she was doing to him.
“I don’t like it, I love it. It looks so real and yet is so soft and squishy.
” She demonstrated by hugging the otter to her chest before bending forward to kiss him.
Unlike the cheek buzz she’d given him earlier, this one was directly on his mouth and there was no mistaking the fact that there was tongue involved.