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“Spread those cheeks for me,” Daddy Jacob said to Daddy Phil. “Ashley, you kneel down, honey, while your daddies fuck Marianne’s face, and the two of you can take turns.”
The duty not to come got easier, then. Daddy Phil pulled the terribly sore halves of my bottom apart, and I felt the head of Daddy Jacob’s cock up against the tiny hole there. Daddy Ned took his turn in my mouth first, while Daddy Paul used Ashley’s. I cried out around the hot, thrusting shaft as I felt my bear daddy push inside me, stretching my anus and invading my bottom while Daddy Phil held my backside still and thrust upward with his hips to drive his hard penis into my vagina in an easy rhythm.
Not two daddies at once, but three. Three cocks, using me, filling me, possessing me. The galaxy where the distant observer Marianne resided seemed to get even further away… to slide into a different dimension, where I floated in a state between pain and pleasure, need and release. I didn’t feel close to an orgasm anymore, though I thought that if my daddies allowed it Icouldhave one, on their command.
My eyes saw Daddy Ned’s lap, coming and going. If I moved them a little to the side, I could see Ashley having her own face fucked by Daddy Paul. Down below… down below… did it feel good, the way my daddies used me?
It feltright, somehow. It felt like I was learning my lesson—the lesson my daddies wanted to teach me above all else… that I belonged to them, and they would train me precisely as they thought best. Their huge, rigid cocks moved in and out, in my two holes, the right one and the wrong one. They grunted with pleasure.
Daddy Paul and Daddy Ned changed places. Daddy Paul pushed his cock even further into my throat and held my face against his lap, balls deep, for even longer.
From somewhere—another dimension, another world, another self—I heard them start to talk about what a good girl I was being. I glowed with pride…
“Damn she’s learned fast,” Daddy Jacob said, his voice thick with pleasure.
“Her pussy is so tight with you in her ass,” Daddy Phil grunted.
“She’s a pretty good face-fuck, too,” added Daddy Paul. “I’m being rough on her and she’s just taking it.”
“I think she should come with our cocks in her ass, when we really give her what she asked for.” My bear daddy said that. I could hardly believe it. I let out a sob of gratitude around Daddy Paul’s penis, which he had started to move more slowly and lazily over my tongue and between my lips. My jaw ached and my lips felt numb and strange, but I didn’t want to deny any longer how proud it made me feel that my daddies found me a good lay.
A good piece of ass. A little lady bad girl whore slut.
I felt my pussy clench around Daddy Phil’s cock, and suddenly my climax had started to approach again.
“Ashley, honey,” Daddy Jacob said. “You’re going to help Marianne come. That will make it easier for her to learn her lesson.”
They made me ride Ashley’s face. They lifted me up again and laid her under me, with her face in place of Daddy Phil’s cock and my face in my friend’s privates, my mouth helplessly kissing and licking and hardly able to move with my hands still bound behind me.
Below me, Ashley did her best to make me feel good. She had her fingers, to coax my clit gently out from its hood so she could kiss it and then cover it up again. I would have come within a few seconds if Daddy Ned hadn’t spread my bottom open and thrust his hard penis into my already sore anus.
He put one of his hands on the back of my head and pressed my face into Ashley’s pussy. His other hand gripped my waist, and his massive thighs bestrode my hips, and he started to fuck my bottom so hard and deep I screamed from the very beginning.
But I came. It took a minute, maybe, of the huge cock in my bottom and my friend’s expert cunnilingus, but I started to climax, and I didn’t stop. Daddy Paul took Daddy Ned’s place, and my anus felt so sore I didn’t know how I could possibly endure the lesson I had asked for. I felt like my daddies would rip me asunder.
Which is what you really wanted, isn’t it?asked the distant observer.That’s why you’re coming, isn’t it?
Because orgasm followed orgasm, my body shuddering in the grasp of my daddies as they rode hard into my poor, whipped bottom, using me until they shot my anus full of hot sperm and let another daddy take their place. After they came, they moved around to stand in front of me, their penises still seeming too big, too thick, too massive even as they hung down against their strong, hairy thighs, glistening with the lube they had used to make my bottom pleasurable for their fucking.
Finally, I had three gorgeous, naked daddies in front of me. Under me, Ashley had managed to come several times despite the awkwardness of my attentions between her spread thighs. I rode her face desperately as Daddy Jacob used my ass, both his hands on my forearms, moving my little bottom on his huge erection even as he thrust into me.
My screams had become little sobs. I felt another climax jolt through me, like a little bombshell, making me tighten on my daddy’s throbbing shaft. Daddy Jacob let out a little grunt that almost sounded surprised—as if my bottom had provided an unexpected bit of pleasure, and then he cried out in that growly, manly way he had whenever he came. I felt my daddy’s penis pulse, and I whimpered at the heat of his semen and how it meant I had done it… I had endured it.
Daddy Jacob picked me up and held me in his arms. He carried me to the bathroom, and cleaned me up, and then to my room—Ashley didn’t have to help me limp there, after all. He put me to bed and lay down behind me, touching me very gently and kissing me softly on my head, the back of my neck, my ear.
“I’m a good bad girl, aren’t I, Daddy?” I whispered.
“Yes, honey,” my bear daddy replied. “Averygood bad girl.”
I started to drift off to sleep, but I lingered for a long time right on the threshold between wakefulness and slumber. I didn’t know if Daddy Jacob actually did murmur into my ear that I would get my panties tomorrow… that I would even get a nightshirt. I thought maybe he even told me, as he rubbed my back, that he wanted to nominate me for a special program that would let me come up early for parole.
I tried to shake my head. I didn’t want to leave the firehouse.
“Don’t worry,” Daddy Jacob said, softly. He definitely saidthat, so the other parts must have happened too. “You can stay here as long as we all think it’s a good idea.”
“Okay, Daddy,” I said, snuggling up again and feeling my consciousness start to slip away once more. Contentment filled my chest. Then I thought maybe Ihadimagined the part about my clothes, and I got a tiny bit anxious. “But…”
I could hear Daddy Jacob’s smile, just in the single syllable, “What?”
Joy rushed back into me. I knew he liked me.Reallyliked me.
“I can have clothes tomorrow, Daddy? You said that, right?”
Daddy Jacob chuckled. “Yes, honey. Panties and a nightshirt.”
“Oh, yay,” I breathed, and I let exhaustion claim me. My last thought before sleep was that I must have started out on the path of rehabilitation, if that was all it took to make me happy.
Panties, and a nightshirt, and two huge, gorgeous firefighter daddies. That’s all.
The End
