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The floor creaked a little. Baby Bear must have begun to move around the discipline horse. I opened my eyes because I needed suddenly to see him. I told myself I had to figure out where he was, as if knowing that would let me do something about what would soon happen to me. As soon as I saw his massive, naked body, though, I understood the real reason I had needed to open my eyes.
I whimpered. Fear and need coursed through my body freely at the sight of those two muscular, masculine bodies in front of me, those two huge, hard cocks pointing right at my face. I couldn't have taken my eyes off them if they had commanded it, though at the same time I could feel my face had gone scarlet at the humiliation of being strapped down naked in front of them… to provide pleasure to those penises whether I liked it or not… to receive to the full the terrible punishment their owners intended to give me.
"That's it," the colonel said, a note of approval in his voice that to my dismay stirred a warmth of perverse pride in my chest. "Now open your mouth nice and wide. We're going to fuck your face, first, since you did such a good job on your Mama's pussy."
I pursed my lips as tightly as I could. I didn't want to look at the penises any more. I lowered my eyes and I tried to lower my head, so that I wouldn't have to see them. The major kept me from tilting my face, her hand gripping the back of my head tightly, so that I could only bring my eyes down to the knees of the two naked men in front of me. Worst of all, the cane hung down next to Papa Bear's right thigh like a dreadful warning.
The colonel's legs, and the cane, moved as he stepped forward. I let out a little sob. I thought I could feel his rigid cock pushing the air against my face. I took a little breath in through my nose and I smelled a dark, manly smell that seemed the shameful counterpart of the musky scent between Mama Bear's thighs. Maybe even more tummy-flipping was the way it reminded me of how the big leather chair in the living room — Papa Bear's chair, of course — had smelled.
"Don't make me whip you to get you to serve your new Papa the way you should," I heard his voice say from high above me. "You're going to get enough whipping in a little while, for breaking into our cottage."
I felt the major's left hand under my chin, caressing softly.
"And you know you want to," she purred. "You know you want to be a good little cocksucking princess."
"I don't," I whispered, but then, pretending to myself that Mama Bear's hand had done it, rather than I, I opened my mouth and I raised my eyes.
CHAPTER 10
Papa Bear
The expression on Susanna's face enchanted me. Her forehead had a crease that seemed to speak for her despite her mouth being wide open.
I'm a little slut, the furrow in Her Royal Highness's brow seemed to say. I can't ask for what I need, Papa, but please, please give it to me anyway.
The dark, deep voice of my dominance replied, in my head, Oh, Princess Goldilocks, I will. And we will, your three bears.
"Stick out that tongue," Hanna told her. "Show Papa how much you want to have him inside you."
An adorable, tiny noise came from Susanna's open mouth. I watched her pink backside move, give a little jerk against the straps, restrained though that very special part of her body was atop the discipline horse. The soft sound she let escape from her throat said more than a thousand words could have, about the state of our princess's desperately needy pussy, and how aroused it had gotten by the terrible degradation we had inflicted on her.
She put out her tongue, and curled it eagerly over her lower lip. Her eyes had gone where I had told her they belonged, on my almost painfully hard cock.
"Look at me, Susanna," I said, lowering my voice to a gentle murmur, giving her the tiny reward of my approval that I knew would work as effectively, in its own way, as the hard spanking Karl had bestowed on her gorgeous little ass.
Her sweet blue eyes went wide as she raised them to my face, the lovely pink of her humiliation coming and going in her cheeks.
I stroked my erection gently in my hand. I watched the muscles around her eyes twitch as she picked up the movement in her peripheral vision. A new flood of red came into her face, and I smiled as I easily read her thoughts: Susanna suddenly and very much to her distress felt deprived of the hardness I hadn't yet laid on her cute, pink tongue.
"Good girl," I said in the same approving voice as I carefully placed the head of my cock in her mouth, letting it settle pleasurably in the middle of the moist, velvety surface. "Such a good girl. I know you've never done this before."
If I had thought her blush before was fierce, the flood of crimson that went to the roots of her hair at this revelation proved me wrong. Her head moved a millimeter to one side and then the other, the most Hanna would allow, with her grip on the girl's chin. That tiny motion, with the hint of friction it provided to the exquisitely sensitive underside of my manhood, made my cock jerk atop her tongue, and I growled at the surge of pleasure.
"We know everything, Susanna," Karl said, in an utterly matter-of-fact tone. "We're paid to know everything. Don't try to lie to us."
Her eyes flicked over to him, and then back to me, the working of her brow showing desperation and, I thought, perhaps the beginning of an ache in her jaw. I raised my right hand, with the cane in it, and stretched my arm out to give myself the angle I needed, downward towards her delectable bottom, still very rosy from Karl's firm hand. Susanna's eyes moved nervously in that direction as she tried to figure out what I was doing.
"As I said," I murmured, and I brought the cane down on her right ass cheek with a sharp flick of my wrist — not a real lash of the rattan but a tap that would sting a little, especially on top of her thorough spanking.
Susanna cried out, much more in alarm than in pain, around my cock.
I spoke again, and I tapped her left bottom cheek with the cane at the same time. "You've never…" I returned to the right side. "… sucked a man's…" Another tap on the adorable left globe of our princess' ass. "… cock before."
I gave a final cut, harder than the rest, across her right cheek. Susanna cried out as her backside wriggled bewitchingly, trying to ease the sting. I moved my left hand to the top of her head, then, and I drove my penis into her mouth and began to fuck Her Royal Highness's face.
Goldilocks
I couldn't believe how degrading it felt, Papa Bear using my mouth as if it were a pussy, thrusting in and out rapidly, holding my head in place to keep me still for his cock's enjoyment. The strange distance from myself that I'd felt, on and off, ever since I'd walked into the cottage and smelled the bears' risotto, seemed to take hold of me again, so completely that I really did wonder if the girl with the huge penis in her mouth was me.
