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I heard Baby Bear's pleasant voice. "You're doing fine, princess," he said, and he put his hand on me too — not to restrain me but to stroke my back gently, his hands moving to my shoulders to rub them, as if to encourage me. "You can do it."
My cheeks flushed hot as I thought about what the major had said, about knowing how, and I understood what she meant. The head of the colonel's cock receded, then pushed again at the tiny hole. With a cry that somehow mingled pain and relief, I made my muscles do the humiliating thing they needed to do, and I felt my Papa's penis enter my most private place.
"Good girl," Baby Bear said.
"That's it," said Mama Bear.
Papa Bear growled and put his hands on my hips, nearly encircling my waist. As I let out tiny sobs at the filling, the stretching, the invasion of my virgin bottom, he used his grip to keep my backside still for his long, slow thrust.
"You can let go of your ass, Susanna," he said. "Push up a little and kiss Mama's cock. Thank her for fucking you with it."
Crimson-cheeked, I obeyed. I put my hands on either side of my face and I raised my head. The movement threatened to raise my back as well, but Papa gave a warning growl and slid his right hand forward to keep me the way he wanted, my bottom providing the way he clearly liked best.
I made the tiny, submissive noises that seemed to come so naturally here in the bears' cottage as I kissed the vibrating green penis. I realized that there must be a part of it I couldn't see, inside Mama Bear's pussy, because she had one hand on its base and she was moving her hips, grinding, pleasuring herself shamelessly while I watched, and she watched me serve her.
The hardness in my bottom began to move more urgently. Papa Bear's grip tightened as he used me harder, and the more I cried out in discomfort, the more forcefully he fucked my anus.
"So tight," he growled. "Oh, it's a nice little ass. I'm going to come in here really soon if I'm not careful."
"Let's fill her up, then," Mama Bear said. "Nice and full. All three cocks, so Princess Goldilocks doesn't have to choose."
What? My tummy lurched. I almost protested, but I thought of what Papa Bear had told me, about simply obeying, and somehow it just made sense.
It makes sense because you're a little slut, said the observing part of me, and I couldn't deny it. I kissed the buzzing plastic, tasted my sluttiness. I felt faint, but something in me wanted them to do to me everything they could think of.
Papa Bear lifted me up this time, my bottom still impaled on the long, thick shaft of his erection. Mama Bear knelt on the bed, still in front of me, while Baby Bear lay down underneath me, on his back, his own huge manhood standing straight up, hard and thick.
The strong hands lowered me centimeter by centimeter. I looked down at the rigid cock pointed straight towards my pussy, feeling my face work with fear and helpless arousal. I raised my face to look at the major, at the phallus she held in both hands now, still thrusting her hips against whatever wicked backwards extension it had for the enjoyment of the dominant woman who wore it.
The head of the master sergeant's cock touched my clit, and I whimpered with a terrible need that at the same time I dreaded having fulfilled. The colonel held me in place as Baby Bear moved his penis back and forth a little, finally finding the hole where he belonged, but which had less room than it should.
Papa Bear lowered me further. Sergeant Karl's hands joined his colonel's, on my hips, pulling me down. The huge knob of Baby Bear's cock entered my slick, hot sheath, and I screamed and screamed as between them the two warriors filled me up completely, filled me much too full, and then started to fuck.
See? the observing princess said. Only a little slut would take two cocks like that.
I came, as if she, the girl in space, had given me permission to climax. I cried out, and I opened my mouth and put out my tongue, looking up at Mama Bear, pleading with her to complete the filling of slutty Princess Goldilocks.
As she put her hand in my hair and buried the buzzing artificial cock between my lips, I couldn't distinguish rational thought from wanton need, forbidden fantasy from real life. Between my legs the discomfort of the two massive, hard penises inside me, the soreness and the filling, blended together with the overwhelming pleasure, the strange pride of hearing them all making their own sounds of enjoyment, the knowledge that my little body pleased them enough to fuck me this way.
They trained me harshly, thrusting with abandon, taking me deeper and deeper into submission with every surge of a rigid penis into my most intimate places. They taught me the most shameful kind of obedience, and I felt… gratitude. The observer did, at any rate. The rest of me felt ecstasy, and pain, and release, as I came with little starbursts of forced pleasure.
When Papa Bear and Baby Bear had climaxed in my bottom and my pussy, their warm seed filling me just as they had promised, and they laid me in the master sergeant's arms to drift off to sleep in the only comfortable bed in the room, though, it was the glow of gratitude I felt.
In the end, I spent almost a month in my bears' cottage, as their sexual servant, and to this day I come to the cottage when Papa Bear summons me, for discipline and fucking. Like today, when Papa whipped me just because I needed it, he said, and told me to write this story for him to read. Though I dread his cane, the thought of it keeps me true to my duty as the Crown Princess of Forthia, and the delicious thought of all my bears' firm hands and rigid cocks has seen me through many an interminable state dinner.
So, you know… we all lived happily ever after.
THE END
