THE ADVENTURES OF RANGER RICK
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THE ADVENTURES OF RANGER RICK
There was a gentle wind blowing off the lake. From where he stood in theranger's station, Rick Breyer could see the tips of a thousand Douglas firsbending with the breeze. The treetops rolled like a dark green ocean. Rickpoured himself a cup of coffee and picked up his binoculars. Taking a sip,he put the high-powered lenses to his eyes and scanned the woods. Mid-morningis a good time of the day for a forest ranger. There's nothing much to do,the coffee is fresh and the world looks perfect. His gaze meandered past thetrees, over the bluffs and across the lake. He focused in on a small trailof smoke coming from the southwest corner of the woods. It seemed odd becauseRick didn't know of any campers out that way. Deciding to investigate, Rickthrew on his jacket and headed for the door. But before he could leave, hewas met in the hallway by Dana Bramble who had just walked in. Dana was a counselorat Running Bear Summer Camp a few miles away. In their three year association,Rick had become more than friends with Dana. She was a buxom, twenty-five yearold with short auburn hair and a winning smile. She wasn't smiling right then,however.
"I want to talk to you!" she stated, planting herself betweenthe ranger and the door."
"You mean you want to talk at me, don't you?"
"I'm serious!" Dana said. "There's a rumor going around aboutyou and that horse rancher from the valley!"
"Really? Where did you hear this rumor?" Rick asked.
"At the Flat Branch Bar. I heard folks talking about you and that Daviswoman just last night."
"First of all, her name is Dreyfuss- Letitia Dreyfuss. And what wereyou doing at the Flat Branch? You don't drink!"
"If you must know, I was looking for you." Dana said. "Iwent by your cabin last night and you weren't there, so I figured you musthave gone into town. Look, don't try to change the subject! People are talkingabout you and that woman and it just doesn't look very... professional!"
"Well, what are they saying?" he asked.
"What do you THINK they're saying?!"
"I don't know. She's a fine looking woman. She's unattached and I'vebeen over to her place a few times. Maybe they think we're seeing each other." "Theythink you're banging each other! Some say they know itfor a fact!"
"Who says it's a fact?"
"Debbie Morrow! Dana shot back. "She's heard all about it!"
"Oh, come on! She's a waitress in a bar! She's bound to hear all kindsof wild stories!"
"Debbie heard this story from Miss Dreyfuss herself! She told Debbiethat you two had a little meeting in the woods and that afterward she couldn'tride her horse for days!"
Rick thought about it a moment, then burst into laughter.
"It's not funny!" Dana shouted.
"It is if you know the whole story!"
"So is it true?" she demanded.
"Not really. I mean, I didn't give it too her that hard!"
Dana brought her hand across Rick's face so fast that he almost bit histongue.
"You bastard!" she hissed as she turned to leave. Rick snappedout of his momentary daze and grabbed Dana by the arm.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
"Get away!" Dana said, trying to slap him again.
But this time Rick grabbed her other arm before she could strike. He heldDana's arms at her sides as he calmly spoke.
"Hold on now. I think you misunderstood." he said, guiding Danato a nearby chair and sitting her down. "I did run into Letitia in thewoods the other day and we did have a little meeting, but believe me, it wasanything but friendly! See, I found her riding her horse near the east sideof the lake which is way off the horse trail. I drove up and told her thatit wasn't a safe place for riding and offered to escort her back to the trail.She argued for a while then gave me the old one-fingered salute and rode off.So I got back in my truck and followed her until I had her cornered near thefoothills. I was so angry by then that I was thinking about hauling her intothe sheriff's office, but then I had a better idea. I remembered that trustyoak paddle of mine in the glove box, so I decided to give her a taste of thetear-jerker."
"You didn't!" Dana gasped.
"I did! And you should have seen the look on her face when I came outof the truck with that paddle in my hand!"
"Did she make a run for it?"
"She didn't have time! I dragged her down off that horse and over toa fallen tree before she could blink. Then I hauled her over my lap and startedwhacking her fanny. Boy, did she start yelling! Worse than you do!"
"I don't blame her!" Dana said, remembering her last encounterwith that particular paddle. "You spank hard with that thing!"
"She deserved every swat she got! Anyway, I paddled her for a goodminute or two and when I stood her up she was bawling and rubbing her bottomlike a teenager!"
"I bet you liked that!"
"Well, she did look awful cute. Not as cute as you, of course."
Rick lifted Dana's chin with his right hand. He leaned in and their lipsmet in a soft kiss. All the tension in Dana's body fell to the floor.
"So all you did was spank her?" she whispered as she wrapped herarms around Rick's shoulders.
"Yeah." he whispered back. "Then I told her that next timeI caught her, I'd use my belt. After she stopped crying, she apologized, goton her horse and rode away. So she couldn't have been all that sore!She must have been exaggerating when she told the story to Debbie."
"Not only that," Dana added. "but the way Debbie told methe story, it sounded like something completely different happened out in thosewoods."
"There you go, that's how rumors get started. Somebody exaggerates,then someone else puts their spin on the story and the next thing you knowthere's a big scandal! I think I'll drop by the Flat Branch this weekend. Let'ssee if Debbie can talk her way out of her own trip to the woodshed!"
They both laughed as they shared a tight embrace. Rick picked Dana up inhis arms and sat her down on the edge of the desk. She wrapped her legs aroundRick's waist as they kissed once again.
"Still mad at me?" Rick asked.
"Well, I am a bit jealous. I thought you madethat paddle to use on me, not some uppity bitch from the valley!"
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that." Rick replied.
Out of the corner of her eye, Dana could see that Rick was reaching intothe desk drawer and taking out the paddle in question. She squealed and triedto break away, but Rick had already grabbed hold of her left arm. It was ashort struggle that ended with Rick sitting on the edge of his desk and Danapinned over his lap.
"What did you think was going to happen? You slapped my face, you littlebrat!"
"I was angry!" Dana explained.
"Well, now I'm angry!" Rick said, liftingthe paddle.
"Wait! You can at least let me apologize!"
"You'll have plenty of time for that while you're standing in the corner!"
With that, Rick brought the paddle down with a loud smack across the youngwoman's denim-covered bottom.
"Oooowwww!" Dana shouted.
She started to squirm right away, so Rick got a firmer grip on her waistand threw his right leg over her calves. With Dana in a firm scissor-hold,the paddling resumed and Rick smacked Dana's fanny with renewed gusto.
"Yow! You big bully! Ow!"
"Go ahead, get yourself in deeper!" Rick said mockingly betweencracks of the paddle. "I guess I'm just not spanking hard enough!" Hestarted raising the paddle higher and bringing it down faster. Dana noticedthe increased severity of the blows immediately.
"Oh! No! Ow! I'm sorry! Ouch! Hey, I said I'm sorry!"
"You'll be sorrier in a minute!" Rick stood Dana up and quicklyunbuckled her jeans. Stunned and out of breath, all she could do was standand watch as he yanked her pants and panties down past her thighs. The nextthing she knew, she was back over Rick's knee staring at the top of his deskas the paddle began a vicious assault on her bare ass cheeks. Rick held thehandle of the paddle tightly and swung the flat end with vigor as Dana beganto kick and cry out loud.
"Ooh! Rick, please! Ow! I promise I'll- Ouch! I'll never hit you again!"
"Damn straight!" he replied with a volley of swats that quicklyhad Dana begging for mercy.
"Owww! Okay! That's enough! Ouch! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!"
Rick ignored her pleas. Instead, he started to concentrate on the lowerpart of Dana's bottom, just above her thighs- an area that Rick liked to call "thesweet spot". After landing swat after swat to that one location for aminute or so, Dana was ready to promise anything if he'd only stop. She wasyelling something to him, but her pathetic blubbering made the words incoherent.It didn't really matter to Rick anyway. This little girl had thrown a rockat a hornet's nest and now she was going to get stung! He continued paddlingDana's bottom soundly as he scolded her for having such a wicked temper.
"You get yourself all worked up over nothing!" he said betweenswats. "Then you come up here and explode all over me! Well, you shouldknow by now that I don't react well to that kind of behavior! If a man talkedthat way to me, I'd punch his lights out!" He punctuated each thoughtwith a particularly hard swat. Her voice too spent to yell, Dana lowered herhead and whimpered as Rick continued the spanking and the lecture. "Luckily,I know how to handle a hot-headed little brat like you! You just need to haveyour pants pulled down and your bottom blistered now and then. I pity any mandealing with you who doesn't figure that out!"
Rick kept spanking her bottom until it was as red as a radish and her bodywas as limp as a noodle. He then put the tear-jerker down on the desk and pushedDana from his lap.
"Now you hustle your hot little buns over to that corner or I'll paddlethem again!"
Dana was already scampering to the corner by the time she hit the floor.She tried to run but got tripped up by her panties which were sill bunchedaround her ankles and fell face-first onto the bearskin rug with a loud thud.She burst into tears once again and looked over her shoulder for sympathy onlyto see Rick coming at her with the paddle.
"You get into that corner!" he growled.
Dana kicked off those troublesome panties and scrambled to her feet butnot before the tear-jerker caught her left cheek with a loud smack. This knockedher off balance and she fell forward onto the palms of her hands with her bottomhigh in the air. It was an irresistible target. Rick swung the paddle likea polo mallet bringing it across Dana's vulnerable bottom with a powerful smackthat sent her lunging forward. She dashed for the corner, receiving two morestinging swats on the way. Dana then stood in her place and began rubbing herbottom with feverish intensity and hopping around the hardwood floor in a mannernot unlike a Navajo rain dance.
Rick walked over and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Now keep that nosy little nose of yours in the corner until I getback!" he commanded. Then he ran his hands down from her shoulders toher hips. He pressed his midsection against her burning ass. Dana gasped. Shecould feel his hardness pressing into the crack of her raw, aching bottom.His hands slid around to cup her breasts. Dana's eyes rolled back in her headas she quietly moaned as Rick whispered in her ear. "I'll be gone halfan hour- maybe a bit longer and if you've moved one step from that spot beforeI get back, you're going to take another trip on the old bare-bottom express,understand?"
Dana nodded in agreement. Rick picked up his keys and hat, then decidedto take the paddle along as well.
"But if you're a good girl, I'll come back here, bend you over thatdesk and take you from behind the way you like. After that, I think I'll giveyou a hand spanking just as a reminder. Then I'll take you into town for asteak dinner. What do you say to that?"
"Sounds real good." Dana said over her shoulder. A big grin wascoming over her tear-stained face. "Can I rub myself while you're gone?"
"Only your backside, honey. I want the rest of you waiting for me."
"Hurry back then." Dana purred as she ran her hands seductivelyover the reddened cheeks of her ass.
Rick's mouth had gone too dry to answer and so he simply headed out thedoor. As he left the ranger's station, something was troubling him- that smokecoming from the southwest, near the lake. He called the registration officeon the radio.
"Hey, Pete. Have any campers signed in this morning?"
"No, it's been pretty dead today." Pete replied. "A coupleof young gals in a jeep drove through this morning, but they didn't check inor anything."
"Okay, thanks."
Rick drove to a secluded campsite at the southwest corner of the lake andsure enough, there was a campfire burning and a jeep parked nearby. He parkedhis truck near the campfire and looked around. There was a small tent and acouple of folding chairs near the picnic table. Apparently, the girls had setup camp without signing in. Rick sat down at the table to wait. A few minuteslater, two attractive young women who appeared to be in their early twentiescame wandering out of the woods. Neither of them seemed at all surprised tosee him there. One had short red hair and the other was a brunette with pigtails.Rick recognized the brunette immediately.
"Jill Windsor!" he said as he stood to meet them.
"Ranger Rick!" Jill answered back.
She knew that Rick hated that title. Jill Windsor had been camping in Rick'sneck of the woods for years and knew exactly how to piss him off.
"Don't call me that." he said calmly. "What have you beenup to, Jill?"
"Well, my friend and I were just looking for berries, but we couldn'tfind any, could we?"
The redhead nodded "no" with a flirtatious grin.
"Oh, this is my friend, Denise. I told her all about you, Ranger Rick.I told her all about that time you caught me throwing cherry bombs into thelake to catch fish and how you bent me over a log and paddled my ass."
"Yeah." Denise chimed in. "I wish I could have seen that!"
"Uh-huh." Rick said. "Look, why don't you just go to theregistration office and sign in? You should have done that in the first place."
"Well, you know how it is, Ranger Rick-"
"Stop saying that. You know I don't like it. The last time you calledme `Ranger Rick', I took a switch to your backside." He looked to Denise. "Didshe tell you about that, too?"
"Oh, she's told me that one at least a dozen times." Denise said,glancing at her friend knowingly. "And it gets better every time I hearit!"
"And what about this?" Rick pointed at the fire.
The girls looked at each other, smirking.
"Uh, what do you mean?" Jill asked with mock innocence.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about! You're never supposed toleave a fire unattended!"
"Oh, but Ranger Rick..." Jill started.
"That's it!" Rick said, grabbing Jill by the wrist. She put upvery little struggle as she was taken to a tree stump and even less as Rickyanked her jeans down and hauled her over his lap. Rick started spanking Jillwith enthusiasm, but even as he swatted her with strokes that made his handache, she barely moved a muscle. Jill seemed unaffected by the spanking- almostbored.
"Do me a favor." Rick said to Denise. "Go get me my paddleout of the glove compartment of the truck. It's not locked." Denise smiledand hurried to do as she was told.
"What's the matter, Ricky? Can't cut the mustard?" Jill said overher shoulder.
"Your butt must be a lot tougher than it was last summer!" hereplied.
"It is! You know, you're not the only guy in the world who knows howto take a lady to the woodshed! With the right attitude, a brat like me canget her wagon painted anytime she pleases!"
Denise returned with the paddle. She winked at Rick as she slowly slid itinto his hand.
"Well that may be, young lady." he told Jill as he yanked herpanties down to her knees. "But I'm going to give you a paint job youwon't forget for a long, long time!"
With that, Rick slapped her ass with the paddle so hard that even Denisejumped with alarm. Jill's mouth dropped open, but before she could cry out,several equally powerful swats exploded across her fanny. Jill tried to keepher composure in front of Denise, but the heat that Rick was delivering toher throbbing ass cheeks was too much to bear silently. With gaining speed,the paddle mercilessly struck her burning cheeks. Her hands clawed the dirtas she bucked wildly against Rick's lap. She began kicking in a circular motion,almost as if she was riding a bicycle and soon she was openly weeping. Denisestood by, staring intently as Rick and the tear-jerker swiftly transformedher smug, sarcastic friend into a sobbing, remorseful little girl.
Just as Jill began to make heartfelt apologies between cracks of the paddle,Denise decided to make an announcement.
"Actually, I'm the one who was supposed to put out the fire." shesaid, stepping forward. "So I'm really the one you should be punishing."
Rick looked up into Denise's gleaming green eyes, which looked far morehopeful than guilty.
"Fine. You're next." he said.
Rick gave Jill's glowing bottom one more resounding swat, then placed thetear-jerker on the table and brought Jill to her feet.
"There! I guess you got what you wanted! Now, pull your pants up!"
Still out of breath and crying, Jill hiked up her jeans and buckled herbelt. Rick lead her over to a nearby tree. He turned her around so that herbottom was pressed up against rough bark. "Stand right here and don'tbudge." he told Jill, wiping a tear from her cheek with his thumb.
Rick then turned to Denise who seemed quite resigned to her fate.
"I guess it's my turn now." Denise said, kicking off her bootsand unbuttoning her jeans.
Slightly confused, Rick watched as the young woman wriggled out of her denimsand then folded them neatly on the picnic table. She stood before the rangerin nothing but a plaid flannel shirt and white ankle socks. Noticing Rick'sbewilderment, she looked at the jeans and then at him.
"You were going to take them off anyway, right?"
She then calmly padded up to Rick as he sat himself back down on the stump.
"Now, will I be getting one of those cute little hand spankings orwill you just go straight to the paddle?"
Rick knew when he was being teased and it always seemed to cause a bad tastein his mouth.
He thought about the situation for a moment, then grabbed Denise aroundthe legs, tossing her over his left shoulder. He stood as he did this and grabbedthe paddle from the table. He then began swatting Denise's bottom vigorously.Her shirt had fallen down over her head leaving her backside no protectionwhatsoever. Again and again Rick whacked the young lady's naked ass as shekicked and twisted helplessly over his shoulder. He walked around slowly ashe continued to soundly smacking her rump. Rick seemed to be marching to thebeat of the paddle as he slapped it against one cheek and then the other. Thenhe stood still and performed a two minute drum solo on Denise's rosy cheeks.All the while, Denise's shouting and cries for help were muffled underneaththat thick flannel shirt.
"Is this as much fun as you thought it would be?" Rick laughedas he relentlessly swatted the helpless girl's bright red bottom. After a while,Denise managed to pull up Rick's shirt tails and began to claw at his backwith her nails. Seeing that this position had its drawbacks, Rick swiftly headedfor the edge of the lake and dumped the scratching little wildcat into theshallows. He walked away, leaving Denise thrashing around in the water andyelling at the top of her lungs.
Rick walked up to Jill who was now laughing hysterically.
"Do you want to take a swim?!" he said,pointing a threatening finger at her.
Jill quickly stopped giggling.
"No, sir!"
Rick went over to the picnic table, grabbed one of the two tin coffee mugssitting there and handed it to her.
"Then go fill this up in the lake and douse the fire until it's completelyout."
"With this?" Jill complained. "It'll take fifty trips!"
"So get your friend over there to help you!" Rick said, handingher the other cup.
Jill took the two mugs to the edge of the lake. She gave one to Denise andexplained what they were to do.
"What?!" Denise shouted as she marched out of the water and upto Rick. "You know, you could have drowned me!"
"I dumped you in two feet of water, you little twerp! Now, go helpyour friend put out the fire, because I'm still pissed off and my arm isn'ttired at all!" Rick waved the paddle at her as he spoke.
It took the young women a dozen trips apiece to put out the fire, but theyworked swiftly and without complaint.
"Good job." Rick said when they were finished. "Now if youladies want to camp here, that's fine. Go sign up at the registration officeand pay the ten dollars. If you don't want to do that, I suggest you haul yourrosy little bottoms out of my park, because I'll be back tomorrow and if Ifind you're still here without signing up, I'm going to assume you both wantmore of the same. Okay?"
Both women agreed to these terms. As Rick headed back to his truck, Denisegrabbed the tear-jerker from the picnic table and brought it to him.
"Don't forget this." she said and kissed Rick full on the mouth.
Their tongues met for an instant before Rick gently pushed her away.
"That's enough of that." he said, smiling.
As he drove off, Rick could see Jill and Denise waving to him in the rear-viewmirror. He thought momentarily about what he would do if he were a few yearsyounger. But it was time to get back to the station. Someone very special waswaiting for him there.
THE END
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