in a few minutes, darlin'. I've wanted to get my hands on that pretty ass of yours for weeks."
Chase came back into the bedroom from the bathroom. He held a towel, which he laid down on the bed, close to her head. Within that nest of terrycloth was a pink cone-shaped object, widest at the center before it tapered and then spread out to include a circular, flat base.
Carrie recognized the object, of course. She had never worn a butt plug before, but she'd seen them - both in person at an "adult" toy store and online.
The plug they were preparing to insert in her ass appeared to be a hell of a lot smaller than their cocks.
"That's pretty tiny, don't you think?" She couldn't honestly see how that toy could possibly help to get her ass ready to take their cocks.
"We bought several plugs, sugar, in graduated sizes." Chase set a tube of lubricant down beside the toy. "I think you'll find that plug will feel plenty big enough, once we get it inside your ass."
"And even bigger yet, darlin'," Brian said, "when we fuck your pussy while it's still inside your ass."
Carrie no longer felt like laughing or teasing. Their words were driving her crazy. "Do it. Hurry up and just do it!"
"Looks like our Carrie's getting a bit desperate, doesn't it?" Brian's words puffed against her shoulder. He kissed her there and said, "On your knees, woman, facedown on the bed, ass in the air."
She felt herself tremble and didn't care. They did this to her every time, made her quake with need for them. She moved, and then gasped when she felt fingers on her anus, fingers coated with lube. Cool and slick, the gel-like substance amplified the arousal she got from having her anus stroked.
Pressure against her opening made her moan. They'd done this before, used a finger to touch her, one time even penetrating her back passage a little. Of course, they'd timed it just right, just as she teetered on the verge of orgasm, and that little penetration had shot her off like a Fourth of July rocket.
This time, the penetration felt more deliberate. Hell, it just felt more, period.
"Your ass is so tight, sugar." Chase sounded as if he spoke through gritted teeth. He moved his finger in and out of her, and then began to move it in a circle. Carrie understood he was stretching her. The burn eased and became a subtle layer beneath which her arousal took on a new dimension. She moaned, and flexed her inner muscles.
"Don't clench. You need to learn to just lie there and relax, to simply submit."
There was that word again. "More." She needed more, because her hormones began to dance and cheer and she wanted that to continue.
"Tell me if it hurts." Chase eased his finger out of her ass. Before she could complain about that, it returned, with more lube and reinforcements, in the form of another finger.
Carrie made a hungry, needy sound as she felt Chase press those two fingers against her anus. He pushed with a steady pressure, and she felt that burn again as her tiny rosebud began to open beyond where it had already been stretched. As the burning sensation grew, she felt her anus slowly open even wider. The burning continued to increase, edging toward pain.
This pain was unlike any that she'd ever felt before. Far from dampening her mood, it got her hotter, wetter, and set her whimpering for more.
"Hmm, I wonder if Chase is making you hornier, darlin'? Why don't I just find out?"
She felt the bed dip, and realized she hadn't even noticed he'd gotten off it. He pressed against her and she felt his naked hip, and then a soft brush as his hard cock touched her, briefly.
She couldn't brace for the reality of Brian's hand stroking her slit, or for his fingers delving between her pussy lips. She knew he'd find her cunt, dripping with her juices.
"My, yes, you are so very wet. Remember, now, don't come yet, sweet Carrie."
"Please!" She moved with Brian's hand, feeding her body's addiction to the kind of pleasure only these men had ever given her.
"Careful, sugar. If you come before we tell you to, we'll have to punish you."
God help me, that sounds better than fine. She had no problem with the concept of disobeying them and taking whatever punishment they wanted to give her.
But her desire to please them outstripped her need to please herself.