June was always the best month for camping and this particular June weekend was no exception. The skies were cloudless and the temperatures would get up to the low nineties. It was this reason that David Kurnz and Kim Barr were invited by a group of their friends to the mountains for a camping excursion. David and Kim weren't really the kind of people that liked the outdoors that much but their friends insisted and so they went. The reason for this was because David and Kim were more of the geek and nerd variety of people. They were the kind that found more enjoyment in things that were done indoors especially a few activities that were done behind a closed and locked door with drawn window shades and silenced cell-phones.
It was early morning. Dave and Kim were sitting by their tent near the fire-pit.
David Kurnz was a man nearing his thirties. He had very dark brown hair. So much so that sometimes it would be confused for black but not in the light of the bright sunshine. He was also a rather slim individual but he was starting to develop his muscles thanks to his trips to the gym every other day. Even though he was camping he was still wearing his geek and nerd pride on his shirt which was blue with a telephone box and bold letters printed on it that said, "The Angels Have the Phone Box" while he was reading a copy of "Bad Behavior" by Mary Gaitskill.
Kim Barr was about the same age as David - give or take a year. Just like Dave she also wore a shirt that displayed her geek pride. Hers had the 8-bit characters of Pac-man while beneath it there were the words "Back in the day..." She had reddish hair that was made into a pixie cut which she always found cute and so did Dave. Her body was similar to Dave's in that she was rather slim but that fact wasn't always apparent given how she had a tendency to dress in clothes that were a couple sizes larger than her. Despite Dave's encouragement of "if you've got it, flaunt it, love" but her response was, "I'm not that brave yet, hon." And just like Dave, she too was reading, except she had gone an extra step in technology and was reading on her iPad.
As they read they were called.
"Dave. Kim."
They looked up to find Andy Morgan had called to them. He was already dressed in his rubber boots, fishing vest that had all of its pockets stuffed to bursting point, a bucket hat, a tackle box and his fishing rod. Dave wanted to laugh because of how Andy looked like a cartoon fisherman. The only thing that would have made it even more cliché and perfect is if he caught a rubber tire, a boot and a tin can. Or perhaps a plastic water bottle to make things more modern.
"We're all going down to the river to fish. Wanna come?"
Dave shook his head and so did Kim.
"Suit yourselves." Andy shrugged as he, his wife, and several others went down the path to the river.
In the silence that followed Dave kept looking up and around the camp site, then back down to his page. A few moments later he turned his head to give the campsite a good look and he grew a very sinister grin. This behavior did not go unnoticed by Kim.
"What is it, Dave?" She asked.
"Did you bring that set of clothes with you?" Dave asked, "The one that is fairly old and that you wouldn't miss?"
"Yes but why?"
"Get dressed in them." Dave ordered. "We're going for a hike, little girl."
The moment that she heard her Master call her by that name made Kim shiver in the most wonderful way. It started as a tingle at the top of her spine and shook down to a vibrating quiver in her womanhood. Without another word of question she took off for the inside of her tent. Dave, on the other hand, went for a green backpack that he had prepared the night before with a few items that would be needed for this excursion.
He waited in his fold-up chair for Kim to come back out.
At last she did. The old clothes that she wore were a pair of old gym shorts and a baggy faded Hard Rock Cafe t-shit from Las Vegas that was specked with house paint and frayed at the edges of the cuffs.
"Do you remember our safety words?" Dave asked.
"Yes, Master," she said bowing her head, "'Yellow' if you're going too hard but I don't want you to stop and 'red' if I want you to stop completely."
"And if your mouth is gagged?"
"I will simply hum Beethoven's Fifth if you're going too hard," She said and hummed the five opening notes of the musical piece as an example. "If I want you to stop then I will hum the original 'Star Trek' theme."
"Very good," Dave said and assumed his Dominant posture, "You kept me waiting, little girl."
Kim bowed her head, "I'm sorry, sir."
"I'll deal with that later. Let's get going."
He folded up his chair and strapped on his green backpack and led the way into the woods with Kim following obediently behind. He made sure that he could remember his path back to camp but he needed a spot that was secluded and out of the way.
