After breakfast, Jack had everyone get dressed, and told them, "We're going to have a little hike today, I saw a farmhouse a couple of miles away the other day, we'll need to see if we can find any supplies there, or maybe some extra clothing for you three. Once we do that, we'll pack up the camp and start heading for my cabin. Well, it was my friend's cabin, I was vacationing there when all this happened. He and his wife were in the city, and since it was one of the first cities destroyed, I'm pretty sure they didn't make it."

He stared sadly at the ground for a moment, then jumped when he felt Tiffany hug him from behind. "I'm sorry about your friend," she said softly. "If you hadn't been camping, we would have never met you, and I'm very glad we did!"

He smiled at her, and said, "I'm very lucky to have met you three as well!"

"OK, gang, are you ready?" asked Jack. "Since we're leaving the safety of the camp, here are a few rules! We'll need to stick close together, I don't want anyone wandering off. Also, don't eat any food you find, there could be some berries that look good, but are actually poisonous. Finally, we'll need to stay quiet, and if you see me motion like this," he raised his fist up, then brought his palm down parallel to the ground, "that means IMMEDIATELY stop walking, crouch down and hide, and don't make any sound!" He looked at the girls sternly. "Do you understand all of that?" he asked. When they nodded, he said, "There could be bad men like those who hurt your mom, or there could be some dangerous wild animals around out here."

Packing a light lunch, they began walking, going about an hour before Missy complained of being tired. Jack turned to her and said, "You're going to need to learn to keep up with us, sweetheart." Spying some tears welling up in her eyes, he quickly bent down and said, "Don't worry, sweetie, I'm not mad," as he gently wiped the tears from her eyes. "I'll tell you what, how about I carry you piggy back for a little bit, do you think you'll be able to keep up with us for a while after that?" She smiled impishly at him and quickly nodded.

Feeling as if he had been suckered in by the giggling little girl, Jack grinned as he hoisted her up to his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his neck. As they started walking again, he felt Missy wiggle around a bit with each step, and he soon realized she was grinding her little cunny against his neck with every bounce. Smiling to himself, Jack started walking faster, causing each step to land with a jolt, and he heard the child begin gasping at the sensations.

Soon, he felt her stick her hand between his neck and her crotch, as she started rubbing her clit vigorously. He picked up the pace, jouncing her on his shoulders with each step, until she let out a soft "Ooohhh!" Immediately calling a halt to the march, Jack reached up to support her as she clenched her legs tightly against his neck and coated it with a tiny flood of liquid.

She collapsed onto his head, and he waited a bit, then gently pried her legs loose and set her on the ground, Carrie Anne looking on enviously. "Did you have fun, Missy?" asked Jack. "Do you think you can walk on your own for a bit?" She shyly nodded, and gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek before running up next to her sister to tell of her ride.

Cresting a hill, they saw the farmhouse below them, and Jack had them all stay out of sight in the woods. "I guess we can eat our lunches now, and then I'll go down to check it out. I want you three to stay up here out of sight, and if I call your mother down, I want you two girls to stay completely still and hidden until we tell you to come out, OK?"

The three females nodded, and Jack motioned to Tiffany. "If you see something happen to me, I want you to immediately take the girls and get out of here, all right?" he whispered. Ignoring her protests, he went on. "I'm leaving the shotgun with you, just point and shoot if you have to. Remember, if you really need to use it, don't hesitate. You are protecting yourself AND your daughters."

He showed her where the safety was and how to pump the fore-end, then tucked his pistol in the back of his pants out of sight. As he was preparing to head down to the farmhouse, Tiffany grabbed his face and fiercely kissed him as tears ran down her face. "Don't let A-ANYTHING happen to yourself!" she cried. "The girls and I-I love you, and w-we'll be lost without you!"

Touched, Jack gently kissed her back, and called the two little girls over for a kiss as well, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be careful. I'll check it out first, and then I'll let you know if it's safe to come down."

Grabbing a swig of water, he cautiously made his way from tree to rock, wherever he could find good cover. Reaching the edge of the trees, he waited for a bit, seeing if there was any movement anywhere on the acreage. Feeling Tiffany and the girls watching him, he slowly stepped out in the open, keeping his hands visible. Walking towards the house, he paused for a moment as he spotted a decaying body, then proceeded up towards the house, calling out, "Hello, is anybody home?"

Reaching the front steps to the porch, he saw that the door had been kicked in. Knocking on the doorjamb, he waited for a while, listening for any sounds that might indicate someone else was there. Entering the house, he determined that it hadn't seen any activity for some time. Jack quickly made his way through the various rooms, then exited and searched the adjacent buildings for signs of life. Finding none, he went back to where Tiffany and the girls were waiting, and told them to follow him.

Just before they reached the area where the body was, he stopped. Picking up Missy and holding her against his chest, he said, "Girls, I want you to shut your eyes tight, OK? Carrie Anne, keep your face buried in your mom's back, and hold on to her as you walk." The girls gulped and nodded, and Jack led the little procession past the spot where the body was lying.

Carrie Anne tripped on a rock as they went past, and her sudden gasp told Jack that she had seen the corpse. She let out a brief sob, and buried her face in her mother's shirt again, as they tried to hurry past.

Reaching the house, Jack told the girls to go inside and wait in the kitchen. As Tiffany looked at him inquiringly, Jack said, "I can't just leave him there, I'll get some shovels and we'll bury him."

She asked, "Are we in any danger?"

Shaking his head, he replied, "No one's been here for a couple of weeks. I first saw the farmhouse when I was tracking that group of sickos I told you about. I was pretty sure they had been here, but I was trying to see if I... I could help the family that they had taken."

He headed to one of the out-buildings and shortly returned with some shovels. They both began digging a shallow grave in the loose soil next to the body. When they were done, Jack dug out the side wall until the corpse collapsed into the grave, then he proceeded to replace the dirt and tamp it down firmly. Tiffany and Jack stood in silence for a few moments, then returned to the house.

Carrie Anne met them at the door, and whispered, "I-I kept Missy busy playing, I-I saw you bury the b-body!" A tear trickled down her cheek, and she said, "I didn't mean to look, honest!"

Jack and Tiffany both knelt down and gave her a hug, and Jack said, "It's OK, sweetie. I'm sorry you had to see it, I know you tripped on something. Thank you for keeping Missy busy while your mother and I took care of it."

"Are we planning on staying here for any length of time?" asked Tiffany.

Jack shook his head and said, "This place is too visible, we'll need to look for any supplies, and then head back to camp. I think it's best if we split up, girls, how about you two work as a team? Look for food, clothing, sewing items, toilet paper, seed packets, medicine, sleeping bags or bedding, guns and ammunition, knives, and so on. Remember, we're all going to have to carry it back to camp, so don't go overboard! Girls, if you find a gun, don't touch it, just come tell your mom or I where it is, OK?" They nodded, and everyone headed off to search the large farmhouse.

Seeing that the girls headed upstairs and their mother was searching the ground floor, Jack decided to start in the basement. Gathering a few small items, he returned to the ground floor, and told Tiffany he was going to check the outbuildings. Returning a short time later with some vegetable seeds and an old sleeping bag, he met Tiffany and the girls in the living room.

"Well, how did you all do?" he asked. "I found this sleeping bag, that should make it a bit more comfortable for us all!"

Carrie Anne and Missy proudly pointed out the small stash of needles and thread, along with some plaid shirts and a couple of pairs of jeans that could probably fit Tiffany. "We also found this," giggled Missy, "a bunch of toilet paper from the bathroom!"

Jack smiled at her, and said, "That will certainly come in handy, sweetheart."

Tiffany said, "Since the power's off, any refrigerated food was ruined, but I did find some canned and dry goods. I think most of the dry stuff will work with just water. They had some tin plates, and I got some extra silverware for us. I also found some clean sheets and blankets. There's a gun and some ammunition in that bedroom."

Jack looked at her in surprise, and said, "I just didn't want the girls to touch the gun in case they got hurt, you could have picked it up!"

Tiffany began blushing, and said, "I... I didn't think I had the right, after what I tried to do the other day!"

Jack smiled gently at her, and said, "Are you wanting to leave? You can take that gun with you if you wish."

Tiffany started, and said vehemently, "NO! We don't want to leave, please don't make us go!" Spying Jack's grin, she caught on, and laughed, "Oh! You were teasing me, you big goofball!"

Jack gave her a quick kiss, then went to retrieve the gun. Bringing it back, he pressed it into her hands, saying, "This is a revolver, you don't have to worry about a safety. Just point and pull the trigger. You can open it here," he demonstrated, showing her the loaded chambers. "I trust you, and we may need another armed person to protect our little group."

She looked at him in shock, and tears began trickling down her face. "OHH Jack!" she cried, "You've treated us so nicely, and my first action was to try to steal from you! I'm so sorry!" She kissed him soundly, sliding her tongue deep into his mouth, as the girls watched and giggled.

They did a quick walk-through as a group to see if they missed anything, then Jack made some small packs out of the blankets, and parceled them out to everyone. "Before we leave, is anyone hungry?" he asked, with a twinkle in his eye. "I found a jar of peaches in the basement, looks like someone was into home canning." Seeing the girl's eyes light up, he brought out the jar and opened it, scooping out a large portion for each of them on the tin plates Tiffany had found. "It's going to take us a couple of hours to get back to camp for supper, so eat up!" he said.

Finishing up, they donned their packs and headed outside, stopping at an old-fashioned water pump Jack had noticed earlier. He pumped it a few times, and they cheered when they saw the clear water start pouring out. They washed their hands and rinsed off the plates, then everyone took a long gulp from one of the tin cups that had been with the plates. "Well, that should about do it," said Jack. let's start moving so we can get back to camp before dark!"

On the way back, Jack called a halt to the hike as he looked around for Missy. Discussing the matter with her mother and sister, he quickly determined that the little girl had disappeared not more than a minute or two ago. They hurriedly retraced their steps, and Jack was relieved to find her right where he'd supposed - in the middle of some blackberry bushes he'd noticed earlier, her fingers and lips smeared with juice.

"Missy!" he said sternly, causing her to jump. "What are you doing in there? Did you forget our rules?" The little girl turned to face him, tears already trickling down her face as she realized the enormity of her situation.

"I'm sorry," she sobbed. "I just w-wanted some blackberries!"

Jack looked at her for a moment, his gaze softening slightly. "Are you positive those are blackberries?" he asked gently. She looked at a couple of berries still clenched in her hand, and nodded. "Are you really sure?" he asked again.

The young girl fearfully looked at the berries again, turning them over in her hand, and hesitantly whispered, "I... I think so!"

Jack decided to put her fears to rest, and told her, "It's OK sweetie, they are blackberries, but there are poisonous plants around here, and if you aren't absolutely sure about a plant you might wind up eating something that will make you sick." Spying a plant just off the trail, he pointed to it and said "Even if the blackberries are safe, you could have brushed against that plant as you tried to get some berries. That plant is called poison ivy, and it can cause bad blisters and itching. I gave you the rules to help keep you safe."

"Am I gonna get spanked?" Missy asked, trembling.

"You tell me," said Jack. "Did you break any rules?" The 6 year old slowly nodded. "What rules did you break?" asked Jack.

"I-I ate something I found, without asking!" sniffled the child.

"And?" prodded Jack. Aghast that she might have broken a second rule, Missy scrunched up her face as she tried to remember all of the rules.

She opened her eyes, and reluctantly said, "I-I wandered off without telling anyone!"

"That's right, young lady! So how many swats do you think you should get?" Jack asked.

Thinking she'd found a loophole, a hopeful Missy whispered, "T-Two! One for each rule."

Jack frowned, and said, "You don't really think that's enough, do you?" Not giving her time to answer, he went on. "How many berries did you eat? I think you'll think twice before doing something like this again, if I give you one swat for each berry, and one for wandering off."

Ashen-faced, the young child counted on her fingers, and said with a quaver in her voice, "F-five, I think..."

Jack smiled gently, and said, "There's also two in your hand, but we won't count those. Since they are already picked, you can go ahead and eat them." Jack watched as she forced down the sweet berries, acting as if they tasted like charcoal. "So, do you think six swats sounds about right?" he asked.

Missy replied in a small voice, "Y-yes... D-Daddy would sometimes do a lot more, even if I hadn't done very much!"

Carrie Anne jumped in the conversation, and said, "I wandered off and ate some berries too! See?" she pointed to her hurriedly stained lips. "Maybe Missy saw me and thought it was OK!" Knowing she was lying, Jack and Tiffany looked at her sharply, but decided to let the selfless gesture pass.

"Oh, is that what happened, Missy?" asked Jack.

Missy smiled at her sister through her tears, but said, "No, I didn't see her go, I went on my own."

Jack looked back at Carrie Anne, who bravely said, "I ate seven berries! That means I'll get more swats than Missy! You'll be all right, Missy." Missy went over to her sister and hugged her for her actions.

Jack smiled at the two sisters, and said, "We're almost back at camp, We'll go back and rest, and I'll give you your spankings tonight." Pulling a large zip baggie from his pocket, he added, "Let's fill this up with berries before we go back, and we can all have some with our pancakes in the morning, how does that sound?"

Tiffany quickly finished her meal and excused herself to go to bed, Jack could tell she was exhausted from the trip to the farmhouse.

He waited until the girls had finished dinner, then called the girls over to him. "Are you ready for your punishment now?" he asked gently. The girls looked woebegone, hoping by then that he'd forgotten about their spankings, but quickly nodded and removed their clothing.

Missy came over first, her hands trying to cover her butt cheeks, but she remembered what Jack had said about that, and let them drop. Jack took her by the shoulders and said, "Sweetie, you know I'm not doing this because I'm mad, or because I want to hurt you, right?"

Sniffling, she nodded. "I-it's 'cause I broke the rules, a-and I could get hurt i-if I don't follow them!" Jack smiled, and gave her a hug. "That's right, darling, I just don't want to see you get hurt." He gently placed the nude child over his knee, softly rubbing her tiny buttocks for a second, then swung his hand lightly against her cheeks.

She squirmed on his legs a moment, then subsided as he brought his hand up for another blow. He put just a tiny bit more effort into the swing this time, causing her to cry out as the slap landed squarely on her right cheek. He then went for the left side, and she cried, "OWW!" when it landed.

Jack paused for a moment, and lightly rubbed her pink bottom as he said, "You're doing really well, sweetheart. You're halfway there, only three more to go!"

He swiftly brought his hand down, covering both cheeks again, as the little girl sobbed and squirmed, not trying to escape, just subconsciously trying to avoid the pain. Jack softly stroked her reddened ass, and shifted her position slightly so he could use his free hand to lightly rub her sex. "Just two more," he said, running his finger down her slit.

He brought his hand down sharply on her right cheek, brushing her little clitoris with his left hand. She wailed at the stroke, but at the same time, seemed to be pushing her hips toward his probing fingers.

"This is the last one, darling, it will all be over soon!" As he swung down to make contact with her left buttock, he gently slid his finger just inside her honey pot. By the time the last blow landed, Missy was sobbing profusely, but the sobs began to lessen as Jack softly caressed the slowly-fading hand prints, wiggling his roving finger at the same time.

Not wanting to pleasure her too much while she was being punished, Jack removed his finger and stood her on his knees, so he could kiss each butt cheek several times. Missy giggled softly through her sniffles, and putting her back on her feet, Jack gave her another hug. "I-I'll try to be really good a-and follow the rules!" she snuffled in his neck, as she hugged him back.

As Missy went to lie down, slowly rubbing her butt, Jack motioned to Carrie Anne that it was her turn. "You told a fib today, didn't you?" he asked as she approached.

Surprised, she halted her progress for a second, then continued and stood in front of him. "Y-yes," she whispered, blushing.

Taking her into his arms, Jack patted her shoulders. "It's OK sugar, I think it was sweet of you to try to take the blame for your sister, and make her feel better. However, it's not good to lie, although I won't punish you for it tonight..." He paused and looked at her, "...unless you think I should."

Carrie Anne looked down at the ground, and blushed some more. "M-maybe you'd better, s-so I won't lie again," she muttered softly, as she draped herself over his knee, sticking her butt up almost obscenely.

Jack stroked her bottom for a moment, then gently rubbed his hands over her little pussy and rosebud. Since she had tried to help her sister, he just gave her a light swat on her left buttock. She looked up at him sternly, and said, "You should do it harder, so I can tell Missy it was worse than hers!"

Jack pulled her up and gazed tenderly into her eyes. "Are you sure, sweetie?" he asked.

She nodded, and said, "That first one doesn't count, either!"

He hugged her, and placed her back across his lap as he said, "You are a good older sister, always watching out for Missy!"

Jack moved his free hand so it was under her chest, and gently teased her nipples until he could feel them harden, then he swung his arm wide and brought it down in a stinging slap across her left cheek. Carrie Anne jumped, and he asked, "Was that hard enough, do you think?" She blushed and quickly nodded.

Jack smiled at her, and shifted his lower hand to her crotch. She moaned a little as he ran his finger up and down her slit, occasionally brushing her clitoris with his thumb. He let her get used to the rhythm for a few moments, then proceeded with the next swat. Trying to keep the force of his blows just slightly above where he had spanked her sister, Jack swung his hand down onto her right side, at the same time using his other hand to slip a finger in her and press softly against her hymen.

She jumped again and let out a little "Yeek!" from the treatment, as he resumed running his finger through her outer lips. Jack gave her another sharp slap that covered both buttocks, gently tugging on her clit as he did so. She gave a half-moan and half-sob at that combination of pain and pleasure, and began trying to grind her crotch against his invading fingers.

Jack grinned and swatted her again, this time aiming for the globe of flesh on the left. As the blow landed, he pressed her clitoris hard against her pubic bone, causing her to squirm wildly and begin panting.

Switching targets again, his next slap landed on her right side, causing tears to slowly trickle down her cheek, but a gasp arose from her as his fingers once more slipped between her lips, probing her maidenhead. "Just four left, sweetheart," he murmured, as he gently rubbed her clit for a few moments. Carrie Anne nodded briefly, her face redder than her bottom. Rubbing his fingers through her slit, Jack was surprised to find how much moisture she was producing.

He decided to do two quick swats in succession, first one on the left, and then the right again, squeezing and tugging on her little pleasure button as he did. She sobbed as the blows landed, but her movements became even more pronounced as she desperately tried to buck her tiny cunny against his hand.

Jack proceeded to direct his next blow low and in the middle, landing directly on her exposed anus and vulva. The 10 year old girl let out a screech, and began whimpering as he started frigging her rapidly, rubbing his fingers through her sopping lips and feverishly rubbing her clitoris with his thumb at the same time.

He felt her stiffen as she started to come, and he swung slightly harder than before to land a final ringing slap directly across both buttocks. The little girl cried out softly as she tensed up, with her quivering box spasming on Jack's invading fingers, then she slumped over in utter exhaustion as she coated his hand and pants leg with juices.

Jack kept slowly stroking her slit and began gently rubbing her reddened bum as she rested for a few moments. When she started stirring, he helped her stand up, and then kneeled to lick the remaining juices from her bald beaver and legs.

Looking at him with wonder in her eyes, Carrie Anne jumped into his arms, giving him the tightest hug imaginable, wrapping both her arms and legs around his body. Leaning her head into his shoulder, she whispered, "Thank you! That felt nice!" She gave him a sloppy wet kiss right on the mouth. "My bottom's still sore, and it hurt when you spanked me, but the spanking helped make me feel good, too!"

Jack kissed her back and smiled. "Just remember, if you actually do break a rule and need to be spanked, It will be different. Tonight was special because you were just trying to be nice to your sister." She nodded understanding as they both headed to bed.

End of Part 5

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