Chapter 483: Spring Birthday Break

Camden, Becky, and I caravanned to the commercial airport two towns over. We all had tickets on a flight with a major carrier, so we did the standard luggage check-ins and the like. Ava got checked over twice by security, but they found nothing because her passport and boarding pass were all she had. Ellen got checked over four times. Once behind the partition. They had her strip to her panties to carefully look for anything hidden.

I found out that someone sent them information that Ellen was hiding things inside her body. They didn’t find her leg knives and the pockets made into the skin on her hips weren’t useable right now because she had hit a growth spurt and used up what body fat she had to give her enough space to hide something properly in them now. The woman and men checking her over were surprised when what set off the metal detector over Ellen’s pussy was her pussy stimulator.

“There is nothing that says I can’t have that, and it isn’t a weapon,” Ellen said as she stood there with her hands on her hips. “Did you need to touch me everywhere any more times, or can I get dressed? You made me all tingly, having two adults feeling all over my body. I liked it a lot, so you can keep doing it if you want. I only need to get the remote for my little friend from my pants pocket first.”

What do you have to say about that? If you touch her again, you put yourself way out there as a child molester.

I knocked on the partition and said, “Ellen, you are not going to goad them into feeling you up. When they finish with you, get dressed and let us go. You will hand me what caused this matter and the remote, young lady.”

“Argh! It is a long flight, daddy, and I need something to help me relax,” Ellen said as she stormed around the partition, naked, to put her tiny best friend and remote in my hand.

You didn’t expect that either, did you? How will you explain having a naked eleven-year-old girl walking from behind a partition with two male security screeners and no parent present? You aren’t even wearing exam gloves.

It turns out that a supervisor wasn’t far away.

Ellen returned around the partition holding her training bra to push people’s buttons, wearing only socks. She had bent the hooks on purpose. The supervisor went pale as I calmly used the edge of a car key to pry them back up. Ellen was facing me as she watched me pry up the hooks. That had her mostly turned toward all the people looking over at us.

“Thanks, Daddy,” Ellen said as she returned back behind the partition.

It is too bad that none of the cameras or cell phones will have a clear image of Ellen’s face or body, only that she was unquestionably naked.

To have fun, I asked the supervisor, “I thought you weren’t allowed to take minors behind the partitions without a parent? Why exactly was my eleven-year-old daughter being strip-searched? You saw her. What exactly is she going to be able to hide that justifies stripping a little girl and touching every inch of her naked body?”

“Hurry up, Ellen, and get dressed. Those two men need to explain to the airport police why they molested you, and the woman back there let them,” I said loudly enough for people to hear me.

It did as expected and got more than the security supervisor over, wondering what was happening. Two airport cops rushed behind the partition and found Ellen standing in socks, her training bra, and a t-shirt. Her panties and shorts were still by the woman back there. Ellen finally finished getting dressed. The airport police didn’t need to ask Ellen questions after seeing her standing there.

Nobody bothered to apologize or justify why they searched her.

A reporter-looking woman came over to ask, “What happened? Why did they make you strip? Did they touch you in your private places?”

“Sorry, we can’t talk right now. We will miss our plane if we don’t hurry,” I told the woman. “I also don’t want to give the airport police any reason to cause us more trouble. They didn’t give me any reason for searching my daughter. I wasn’t allowed to go back there with her. She’s only eleven. Ask them what the heck is going on.”

Ellen and I quickly got to the concourse where the plane was waiting for us.

It wasn’t a large plane but larger than the turboprop planes they used to shuttle people to the regional airports to load the bigger commercial jets. As this jet was mine, we were the only people on it. They closed the boarding doors and pushed us back while Ellen and I buckled in.

There is no reason for me to fly it today.

I kicked back while Ellen joked about the security people having her strip to panties and then take them off to search her for weapons. She did bitch about me taking her little friend.

“Oh, give me a break, Ellen,” I teased. “You have no idea who or what has been on that table recently. I doubt they’ll have someone come in to wipe it down unless it gets pooped on it, if even then. Do you want to get another nasty infection, or worse?”

“Gross, daddy,” Ellen said, making a face.

“Exactly,” I replied.

That made everyone laugh, even those who had no clue what we were discussing.

The flight took half the expected flight time if we flew in a commercial jet. When talking to the pilots, I discovered I had a fleet of this size of jets. Airlines subcontracted with my company to provide charter jet services, which is why we had tickets through one of the airlines. As far as the airline knew, we were wealthy passengers who didn’t want to fly with the masses.

The resort for this year’s Spring Break vacation had an airstrip where we landed. Our plane had to leave to tie down somewhere else.

Becky being here was the first shock to those who had already arrived. Ava chose to wear a face and head cover but had forgotten Ellen’s most recent artwork. Ava’s low-rise shorts barely cleared the top of her split, and she wore a crop top. Security forces for various families came out of the woodwork.

The head and face covering were pulled off.

Would Ava have allowed them to get this close to her before she met me?

More security was scrambling to get the family members they were here to protect to safety.

“Hey,” I shouted, making everyone stop to look at me. “You know that Ava is part of an Elite family, so she must adhere to the same cease-fire agreements as everyone else. She is my guest, and I will ensure she doesn’t violate it. If I don’t, Ellen, her niece, will.”

Put that in your pipe and smoke it!

April didn’t care one bit about what was going on. She was too busy stripping and then running toward the nearest pool. This resort wasn’t a nudist one; the only optional clothing was above the waist for anyone over ten. The little kids have always been able to go naked if they wanted. I felt Elena’s girls, April’s sisters, rushing toward the pool where April was swimming.

Ellen took Ava’s hand as we walked to our suite.

Camden, Bart, Tee, Dee, and Bambi had private suites because Camden brought our kids along.

“Daddy, up?” Becky’s and my three-year-old twin girls asked.

I picked them both up and carried them. Becky had the triplets in a stroller.

“Aubry put your clothes in the stroller and go toward the red building. April is over playing with Elena’s two little sisters. Stay with April and the girls. They have nannies that will also keep an eye on you,” I told her.

Bambi took Gabriella’s hand and said, “Come with me, Gabby. I will take you to swim with April and Aubry.”

Bart pushed the triplets to get them down for a nap. He couldn’t go on the prowl for pussy until after they settled. For a boy, Bart took great care of the triplets.

Ava surprised me when she changed into a bikini bottom that hugged her mound but didn’t do anything to hide Ellen’s self-portrait. I could tell the angry hadn’t returned for Ava, at least not yet, but she wanted her pussy well-fucked before leaving the suite.

She wanted no question who got her cherry or that he just fucked her.

“Ellen,” Ava said, helping Ellen change into a pale green bikini that wouldn’t hide anything when wet, which was why Ava brought it for Ellen. “Your father and my family heard about how you hunted me when I came there to kill him and you. Twice now, you have not killed me and had all rights to do so. They didn’t even know you were still alive or that you were the Ellen that David adopted. He is now your daddy, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t the head of the family if you ever wanted to claim it. I know it is petty, but I need them to see that you are my brother’s daughter, even if David is now your father. Feel free to giggle at their reactions.”

“David, we have to hurry,” Tia said as she came rushing into the suite with Tara as Ellen and Ava walked out. “Our bodies got off schedule with the babies, and we will only be fertile for maybe twelve more hours. Please don’t make us get naked. Just do us from behind. We haven’t dropped all the baby weight yet, and our tits leak all the time.”

So, you keep your nursing bra with pads on.

They had more weight around their belly than when we screwed last, but who cares? Both were pregnant before I came inside either woman. Not even bothering to wash up, they dressed and slipped out of my suite. I knew the scent of the girl that walked into the bathroom while I showered.

“Don’t stand out there, Alani. Get in here already,” I told her.

She did and got her tight cock socket stretched out.

“I love you, David, but you already knew that. Will you get me pregnant? My mom has her head back on straight, and I don’t want to get married to anyone except you. If I can’t have that, I want to have our children at least. Mom said to ask you if you would be the father of yet another elite head of families’ children. At least, can we try? You made my first time the best I could get anywhere, and I want to ensure I get a lot of practice. You are the only dick getting my pussy, except when I give birth to a son,” she told me as she lined my dick up to get back inside her.

Sorry, Alani, but your fertility ship sailed three days ago.

“Is there any chance of it happening this month?” I asked Alani.

She waited until I made her cum before saying, “I doubt it. I’m relatively regular now; it has been about two and a half weeks since I got my last period. I wasn’t asking you to do it this week, but I don’t mind practicing for when it is the right time.”

I can do that. We’ve had a crazy bond since my first visit to these crazy Elite Spring Breaks.

Alani and I enjoyed fucking in the shower until she started to get sore. Anyone who saw her walking funny would know who fucked her. It wouldn’t surprise anyone that she chose me as the only one to plug her. We walked out holding hands to ensure there wasn’t any question about it for those who weren’t smart enough to figure it out themselves. Right now, marriage would undermine her ability to be the head of her family.

I headed over to where the two men held April back from getting over to where Ellen was with Ava. When I got close, I saw that both men were the two that Ellen had burned her name into their eyebrows at our house earlier in the week.

Before they even saw me approaching, I had moved in close enough to break both men’s wrists. I dropped them to their knees, ensuring I temporarily paralyzed their legs, and stood back two steps. Their screams in pain got security and other people coming out of the woodwork.

“You didn’t learn the first time, so you better get it through your thick heads this time. If you ever put your hands on either of my daughters again, you will wish I was merciful enough to kill or ever kill someone. I know ways to cause you pain you can’t even imagine, and I will ensure you won’t be able to pass out,” I told them.

April decided she needed to add her input and kicked them in the balls as hard as April could. Both men screamed out. April went over to Ava and held her arms up to have Ava pick her up. It was a statement that none in Ava’s family needed to be spoon-fed to them.

I saw the other two men that Ellen had burned her name into backward after Ava killed Ellen’s father.

I went to them and asked, “That goes for you two. Do you understand me? For the record, I’m stronger, faster, and more agile than Ellen.”

I know you have to respond to show your worth.

To anyone looking, I only flicked crumbs off the two goon’s shirts. Both dropped like sacks of flour into the chairs they sat in before I walked over.

“Ellen, are you good with keeping an eye on April?” I asked.

She grinned and said, “Yes, daddy. I will take her to get something to eat in a few minutes. She looks like she is getting hungry from how she was deciding which of the two men was holding her to bite a chunk out of first.”

Ava couldn’t help looking down at where April had bitten her. She still had stitches and couldn’t use that hand much. If Ava turns out to permanently have changed, mainly because Ava needed a good fucking, I will fix the nerve damage entirely. If not, I would at least ensure she could still keep from getting killed.

“I can see that seething anger bottled up like Ava did when she was your age,” one condescending bitch, who my implant told me was the mother of the current head of Ava’s family, told Ellen, “You here you are with your marked assassin. You are your father’s daughter. Bet you kill a polar bear, gut it, skin it, and drag the skin back without breaking a sweat or having a single bit of guilt. Feels good to kill, doesn’t it? Take the anger out on them. Are you here to take back your birthright, no matter who you have to kill, or have killed, to do it?”

“I will only tell you this once. When my father died, I no longer had a family. David found me and adopted me. I am his daughter now, and his family is mine now too. I need nothing from you worthless pieces of poop. I will never need anything from any of you,” Ellen said, a few inches from that woman’s face. “Do I have the seething, overpowering, and sometimes almost too much to control anger that happens to girls in your family when they hit puberty? Yes! Daddy and I talk about it all the time. My grandparents know I have it, and so do my friends. Even April knows. Twice it got worse than ever before, and April was right there hugging me until it went away. Daddy makes it go away when he holds me. You can’t even imagine what I felt when Ava came into my house and grabbed my sister. I could have killed her and the four morons she brought with her. The anger told me to do it. I wanted to do it. People shot up daddy’s home, hurting Skylar, Mary, and Corwin. Two of daddy’s best friends suffered multiple gunshots and cuts, doing all they could to keep April from being kidnapped. Some of the best snipers in the world took shots at him. They killed people he never knew were watching over him and his family. The man that took April had a gun to her head. Dad could have killed them all, and no one on this Earth would have been able to say it wasn’t self-defense or justified. Not one of them died at his hand. The anger will never be able to change me to kill anyone. Hurt and mark them, yes, but never kill them. Did you ever wonder why Darren said David could never become an elite? That is one of the reasons. He is a better person than any of you.”

Ellen took April from Ava. April was on Ellen’s shoulders, still naked, as they went to find something to eat.

I looked at the old bitch and said, “Ellen may have been born to Ava’s brother, but she was never part of this family and will never be. I would say to forget that Ellen was born, but she made sure you know her name and why those men and Ava have it burned into their eyebrows. Ellen needed nothing to drop all four men who came with Ava to take Ellen. You saw how creative she was at nine. Ava bears the latest iteration over her pussy. Keep this in the back of your mind. Do you want to find out how creative Ellen can be to make you remember to leave her alone as you beg her to kill you?”

Damn, I forget what my eyes do when I want to make sure there is no question that I mean what I am saying.

Food sounded like a good idea, so I headed to try out the steak restaurant. I saw Tia and Tara’s husbands, so I asked if they wanted to have a steak with me. They did.

“We will forever be in your debt, David,” Tia’s husband told me. “Tia said they think they found you before it was too late. I’m so happy to be a father. It has changed my life in so many ways.”

Tara’s husband said, “Damn, these people are shallow. If we were not required for us to attend these annual vacations, I wouldn’t be here. As I get older, I see it more. I envy you, David. You don’t have to play their games, don’t answer to them, and they all love you like a favorite friend, child, or sibling. Your daughter, Ellen, however, scares the living shit out of them. April is someone they can’t comprehend other than not doing something that makes April come over to say something best left unsaid. I don’t want to know how she knows things people have never told anyone.”