Page 9 of Their Little Christmas Bounty
The little girl is at Danish Lake.
This is a fucking circus.One clue bringing us to the next.Some kind of scavenger hunt?It’s a game to her.
Lyle walks in, sees my dick in one hand, phone in the other, and what is probably an outraged expression on my face.
“Let me guess,” he says with a laugh.“She posted a new video?”
“Fuck you.”I wave my phone toward him.“There’s a clue?—”
He shakes his head, still laughing.“Finish jerking it.Blow off some steam so we can get on the road without you being a total asshole.”
He grabs his duffel and a danish, then goes out to the car.
I consider aborting my impromptu jerk-off session.But then I look back at little Ariel, getting herself off against that baseball bat.All it takes is a few more pumps and I’m coming.
4
Ariel
Four days go by in my posh Danish Lake resort hotel.I send sexy pic after sexy pic.Videos, too.Masturbating against the baseball bat was one of the hottest things I’ve ever done.
The video has been viewed over a hundred times.
And my profile is private except to “friends” on the site.So the only people to see it are Lyle and Austin.
Have they each watched it fifty times?Or is it only one of them watching it over and over?The site won’t give me that information, not even when I hack into the system.Rude.
If they’re both into me, what does that mean?Which guy would I choose?I don’t know if I could pick.Austin looks mad in the couple of images I’ve been able to find of him online, but it’s a sexy mad.One image shows him at some big fundraiser, acting as a bodyguard.He’s in a suit (swoon), and the backs of his hands are covered in tattoos.I bet his arms are full sleeves of ink.
Then there’s Lyle.Seems like he’s pretty involved with his family—his parents are still alive, and his brother is married with two kids.Most photos capture Lyle smiling, but he seems reserved, like he’s holding something back.Probably the dominant side of him.
He could show it to me.
They both could.
But I can’t spend every waking minute obsessing about these guys.I busy myself with other distractions.I do some work, blazing through contracts one by one.I love my job.I get to break into things to make them stronger.It suits me, but it’s a solitary gig.
I guess, in some ways, I’m a bit lonely.
And it is, after all, Christmas.
Aw, hell.
I go back to stalking Austin’s and Lyle’s Kynkworld profiles.I hack into the site and find out what else they’ve viewed and favorited over the years.
Lots of Daddydom/little girl stuff.So, so much of it.
At first, I’m confused.I’ve never understood this kind of kink.Like, I have a dad.We might have our problems—see, for example, him contracting bounty hunters to find me and reunite us.But he’s still my dad and I love him, and he’s enough for me.I don’t need some other dude pretending to be my dad.
But as I watch the videos Lyle and Austin have spent time watching, I find that there’s more to the dynamic.There’s a caretaking, protective aspect that I find very appealing.And I can’t lie, the idea of someone punishing me when I’m naughty?That holds a certain appeal, too.Could a Daddydom manage me?Keep me in line?
I shiver at the idea.I like it very much.
I watch a video where a stern Daddy scolds a young woman before spanking her and fucking her.This is a video that Austin has watched several times.I type in a few commands and discover that he even shared it with Lyle at one point.
He sent a message when he shared the video with Lyle.Reminds me of that woman we shared at Low Vice last week.
Lyle responded.Great fucking time.
