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I watched the wicked princess on the bed. I saw her bite her lip, in my mind's eye, and I felt my teeth there. I saw the alarm on her face, and I felt the crawling in my tummy as my eyes went from lustful smile to lustful smile, from hard cock to hard cock.
"Wh—what…" I heard myself ask the colonel. "What should I… do?"
His dark eyes searched mine, narrowing a millimeter in a way that made my heart jump: the way I imagined suddenly a bear's eyes would focus in on a little lamb it meant to maul and to devour.
"You don't have to do anything but obey, Your Royal Highness," Papa growled. He looked over at the master sergeant. "Karl?"
My eyes wide, I turned to my right, just in time to see Baby Bear reach for me.
They shared me, there on the master sergeant's comfy bed. He held me in the air while the major lay down on her back. I looked down at the menacing dildo, my heart racing in apprehension. My eyes went wide as Mama Bear touched something at the base of it, and it started to buzz.
"You're going to love this, Susanna," she said, a coaxing tone in her voice. "Mama's special cock is going to make you feel so good."
I had never used a vibrator. In mid-air, as the master sergeant began to lower me towards the massive plastic penis that seemed to snarl with obscene intent, I wondered how I could possibly have been that innocent, only a few hours ago.
"Wait…" I pleaded with them, turning my face to Papa and then to Baby. "Wait… just…"
But with his green eyes fixed on mine, taking his time as if he could hold me suspended forever if he wanted, the master sergeant kept lowering me, little by little. I didn't struggle: I told myself I didn't want to get hurt by the massive silicone member beneath me, but I knew I truly held still because despite my fear I did want to feel it, just so I knew.
Then it touched me, underneath, between my thighs, its tip just parting my outer lips. My back arched and I cried out at the sensation, at the way the buzzing noise became pure pleasure. I had thought myself spent, only a few minutes before, but my bears had brought back all the feeling I thought had drained away.
"There we go," murmured the major. "Put her all the way on, Karl."
It was so big. Too big, and yet it fit inside me, as Baby Bear repositioned me expertly so that as the vibrating cock penetrated me, I knelt atop Mama Bear with my knees on either side of her thighs and Papa Bear's cock right in front of my face. I moaned at the pleasure inside me, and the shame of being confronted with the fragrant evidence of my wanton need on the colonel's rigid manhood. I opened my mouth without being told, and I put out my tongue. I felt as if only the taste of my pussy on my Papa's penis could match the lasciviousness of my Mama's pretend one deep inside me.
"Good girl," Papa said, in a condescending, affectionate voice that warmed my heart. "Look at me."
I looked up into his face, panting with the shocks of pleasure Mama gave me as she made me ride her naughty toy. The colonel sheathed himself slowly in my mouth, smiling down at me in possessive enjoyment. I tasted the musky flavor of my climaxes on his thrusting cock, and I came, whimpering around the thrusting manhood that used my mouth without compunction.
"That's it," Papa Bear said. "Get me ready for your ass."
The hunger in his dark eyes pushed me over the edge again into a little starburst of a climax that made me buck atop the major's jutting lap, just as much as the delicious, almost excessive buzzing of the artificial penis inside me. My whole body seemed to flash hot and then cold as I remembered what my Papa had promised me: how by the time they let me leave this cozy bear-cave of a bedroom, my new teachers would invade my smallest hole and use it for their enjoyment.
My hands were resting on Mama Bear's knees, supporting me as she gripped my flanks in her strong fingers and palms and thrust the dildo up into my pussy. With a sob of shame and arousal, I brought my right hand around my back, to put it over the cleft in my punished bottom. Half to defend my tiny, virgin flower — as if I could, from my bears — and half to re-enact the self-degradation I had visited on my backside while masturbating on this very bed, I rubbed my ass… I ran my middle finger inside… I sobbed when I touched it, my cringing anus, and knew that as humiliating and uncomfortable as it would be, I wanted Papa Bear's cock, and Baby Bear's cock, and even Mama Bear's cock there. I needed to learn my lesson properly. I needed training.
"She's ready, anyway," Baby Bear said, the mirth in his voice making my face go hot as the sun.
The major abruptly raised me up and off her lap, though I pushed back reflexively, in a mortifying display of how badly my pussy needed the buzzing green cock. With strength and agility to match the colonel's and the master sergeant's, she maneuvered herself out from under me, pushing backwards on Baby Bear's bed and sitting up against the headboard.
Papa Bear pulled his manhood from my mouth and stepped back, and the master sergeant stepped forward. He took me off Mama Bear's hands, literally, lifting me into the air and beginning to turn me around as I cried out in alarm and confusion, not knowing what he meant to do.
"Remember what Papa said," I heard the major say. "Just do as we tell you."
I flailed out with my arms and legs a little, but Baby Bear didn't even seem to notice. He turned me and flipped me and began to lower me back onto the bed, facing Mama Bear. She gazed lustily up at me as the master sergeant shifted his grip so that he could put his right hand beneath my knees and bend me into a sort of crouch, with my backside raised high and my face downward.
As Baby Bear's strong hands settled me onto the bed again, the major's buzzing green cock confronted me, slick from my pussy and fragrant from my wanton need. I tried to push up, to raise myself up onto hands and knees, but Mama Bear spoke sharply.
"No, Susanna."
"Face down," Papa Bear said from behind me. "And ass up. Arch your back. Reach behind you and spread your cheeks for me."
His hand came down on my back, pressing down to show me how: training me in my new duties as a fuck toy who know how to furnish her ass for her papa's pleasure. I sobbed in shame as I obeyed the most degrading of the colonel's commands: with my face in the comforter, I put my hands back. My whole body shuddered as my fingers touched the terrible welts my Papa's cane had left. I curled my fingers around the poor little cheeks he had punished so thoroughly and with a deep, drawn-out moan, I spread them to show Papa Bear where to put his hard penis, to finish my lesson.
He put it there. I felt it. My forehead creased hard, and I chewed my lower lip hard, a kitten whine coming from my chest at the shame and the discomfort.
"Shh," Mama Bear said, from outside the darkness of the comforter. "You know how to do this, princess."
I squeezed my eyes shut even more tightly. Papa Bear pressed a little more firmly and my hips bucked. His hand on my back held me down, forced my bottom out a little further. I whimpered as my fingers tightened on my ass-cheeks, reawakening the bruises from my whipping as I tried to open myself further.
