Averie
Ursus.Theyoungerbrother to Honey—the one I blamed for my predicament—had shaggy brown hair and light blue eyes which contradicted the looks of his brother. His footsteps sounded outside and reverberated across the wooden steps before he opened the door, and there he was. Ursus stood in the doorway, wearing a band tee I didn’t recognize and loose fitted jeans with a pair of flip flops on his feet. That was unexpected, but I doubted it was the surprise Grizzly had mentioned.
I stayed curled on the table, only moving my head but refusing to do anything until I was forced to either physically or via threats. This was the only place that was slightly warm, and as the heat of the shower slowly faded, the room was verging on being unbearable again. Their constant need to open the door wasn’t helping and only worked to remove the heat that the small fire produced.
The smile Ursus had for me verged on terrifying. He looked so serene, but there was a longing, a hunger, that lurked there and muddied the nice feeling. For a moment, I had believed he would be an easy one to overcome, but that look said otherwise. Kodiak didn’t have many expectations, I simply had to run, but Ursus looked expectant, like I was the answer to a question only he was privy to.
I couldn’t look at him any longer. Dropping my gaze, I waited for him to make the first move. The anticipation irked me and made my skin itchy. I ran my hands up and down my arms, scratching at the invisible irritation. I wanted to move and pace the floor now that the shackle was gone, but I needed my full attention on the man before me.
He continued to watch me as I sat there with my gaze locked on one of the floorboards. My peripheral vision allowed me to take in the world around me without making eye contact, and thank fuck for that.
“How’s my girl doing? Kodiak didn’t go too hard on you, did he?” His voice was light and full of jest. Ah, so Ursus was the joker of the bunch. Without a doubt, Kodiak was the tracker.
My gray eyes swung to meet his blue ones, and I couldn’t help but pout. How could he joke about that? My pout turned to a glare and an eye roll. Right, this was fun for all of them. They found amusement in my pain.
“Oh, come on. Don’t make that face.” Ursus crossed the room in a few strides before pulling me into his chest and hugging me tightly. I wished to sink into it, find some comfort from his physical touch, but my body revolted against the idea. I remained stiff in his arms.
“So tight, My Girl. Let’s see what we can do about that, shall we? This will be unpleasant if you don’t loosen up.” My eyes widened against his chest. I was thankful he couldn’t see me from his position. “Time to get started.” Ursus pulled back and placed a kiss on the top of my head before moving to the chest I had first inspected when I awoke.
He lifted the lid and let it crash against the wall, producing a loud bang that almost had me jumping off the table. “Hm, hm, hm. What should I choose first?” Ursus rummaged through the contents before pulling out a strap-on harness and a rather large dildo attachment. It wasn’t as big as Kodiak, but it wouldn’t be pleasant if he didn’t use lube.
I swallowed the groan that wanted to escape. My pussy was still sore from Kodiak’s beating. I wasn’t sure it could handle an unlubed, silicone dick.
“Don’t look so worried,” he soothed from across the room. After connecting the dildo to the harness, Ursus set it down and stripped. His shirt and pants laid in a pile atop his shoes next to the chest. Apparently, he liked to go commando. I thanked God the moment he pulled a large bottle of lube from another chest along with a few towels. Things were about to get messy.
I watched as Ursus sat the supplies beside the table, then looked at me. “Stand. The table needs adjusting.” I did as I was told and stood off to the side with my back to Grizzly. Sounded like a poor move on my part, but either he wouldn’t care or it would bug him. Either way, I’d take the small win.
Ursus maneuvered the pieces of what was once a table to more of a bench with foot rests on either side. “Put this on,” he said as he threw the strap-on at me.
I looked at it with confusion. Was I supposed to fuck him with this? Well, that was better than what I was expecting, so I put it on without question. Dildoed up, I waited for further instruction while I admired the weight of the piece strapped to me. It was heavier than I expected, thick and angry looking. It was about nine inches long, my hand couldn’t fully wrap around it, and the color was a bright pink tie dye.
“Hop on and lie down on your back.” Ursus patted the table. “Let your legs hang over the sides and use these,” he indicated the lowered edges, “as foot rests for leverage.” He gave me a wink as I made my way to the table and got into position.
The dildo stood erect off of my pubic bone, and I wondered what it would be like to have a real dick, especially with one this size, I could do some damage to an ass. My hand mindlessly touched it, and I zoned out. Apparently, the events of tonight were slowly making me lose touch with reality and who I was before because I wanted to do this.
This wasn’t like how it felt with Kodiak, and anything that didn’t involve me being jackhammered into was a welcomed reprieve. Ursus was using me but in a way that gave me control. I was the reluctant fucker in this situation, not the forced fuckee.
A relieved sigh fell from my lips as my head fell back, then I felt a glob of lube fall onto the hand that was still holding the base of the dildo. Looking back up, I watched as Ursus continued to coat the dildo, preparing it. Putting the lube to the side for now, he grabbed my hands and made me work the dildo with him, making sure no spot was missed.
This was working me up in a way I did not expect, so I looked away and tried to ignore the sensations.
“Don’t hide, My Girl. Enjoy it.” He let his hand slip down further and glide over my covered pussy. I jolted up off the table but refused to make eye contact or look at the strap-on. “Suit yourself, but this won’t be as fun if you just let me ride you.”
I looked at Ursus from the corner of my eye, glaring. I wouldn’t give in. I was not like them. Even if Ursus wanted me to fuck him, I knew this was just a part of his sick game, and I wanted nothing to do with it. My hands gripped the sides of the table, my knees locked onto the edges, planting my feet firmly on the footsteps below, and kept my eyes focused on the chest to my immediate left.
“Very well, but you’ll regret that decision.” I truly doubted it. If I made it out of here, at least I could say I didn’t play into their hands.
Ursus climbed on top with his back to me, and his feet slid onto the footrests in front of my own. He stood above me and turned, so he could see my face.
“So, what do you think? I have a nice ass, right?” he asked as he gave his left cheek a hard smack, making everything bounce and jiggle so close to my face.
I heard Grizzly snort a laugh from his corner, but he didn’t further interrupt. I rolled my eyes but refused to look. “Get on with it already,” I ground out.
Ursus sighed, and I saw him shrug from the corner of my eye. “If that’s how it’s going to be.” I thought he had something else planned, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.
Bending his knees, Ursus lowered himself, nudging his asshole with the tip of the dildo. He worked it around and around, lubing his puckered hole.
Apparently, he decided that wasn’t enough, so he handed me the bottle and asked, “Would you be a dear, My Girl?” Why the hell does he keep calling me that? I wasn’t anywhere near being his. I bit my tongue, holding back the question. I took the lube and lathered two fingers as Ursus bent over and presented his ass to me. Damn it, he was right. That is too nice of an ass.
Rolling my eyes again, I let my lubed fingers run over his hole, massaging it in. A moan escaped his lips as he pushed back onto my fingers. For a moment, I thought to pull them back and dump a load of lube directly on his crack, but at the last second, I held firm, allowing them to push past the first ring and coat the inside.
A hiss left his lips. “You’re naughtier than you let on, My Girl. Go ahead, dig deeper. I know you want to. Give it a try, please?” I couldn’t see his face, but I could hear the pleading in his voice.
I chanted, what the hell am I doing? over and over in my head, but my fingers had a mind of their own, pushing deeper, then pulling out, then deeper again. Soon, I was working him into a frenzy, and he was practically riding my fingers as the perfectly good dildo sat beneath him.
Finally, I pulled them out and reached for one of the towels Ursus had placed above my head when I wasn’t paying attention. Fingers as clean as they were going to be for now, I waited for Ursus to move.
Moments passed and still nothing. “Ursus? Are you…” Was he what? Going to impale himself already? Use me for his fucked up pleasure? I let out a sigh, and that’s when he moved.
Ursus positioned himself over the dildo and without any more preparation, slammed down on it. I thought he would hurt himself doing that, but the moan that escaped his lips left me speechless. I scolded myself for the emotions that ran through me. I had a disgusting sense of pleasure knowing I had, in part, caused that reaction.
I found myself wanting him to feel good, and my hips subconsciously bumped up, pushing the dildo deeper. Realizing what I had done as another hiss rang through the room, I pushed them down onto the table, forcing my body to remain still.
“Come now, My Girl. You’re clearly liking this. Fuck me like you mean it.” He bounced slowly, up and down, mesmerizing me with his perfect, round ass.
I frowned as I clutched the sides of the table, using all of my self control to not give in, but my pussy was dripping, my clit ached, and never had any man made me feel this way. I knew I shouldn’t be enjoying this. There should be no pleasure for me in this situation, but here I was, enjoying the feel of my fake dick plunging in and out of one of my assaulters.
I groaned and tilted my head back, trying to reason with myself. Only, there was no reason left in me.
I couldn’t resist any longer when his fingers found their way beneath my underwear and began to massage the sensitive skin there. His fingers found my clit, but didn’t stay long enough.
“Damn you!” I yelled as my hands loosened around the table, moving up to Ursus’s hips and pulling down at the same time my hips thrusted up.
It was his turn to yell. If I was going to do this, there would be pain. This was my release from my encounter with Kodiak. My outlet for all the anger I had harbored over the last few hours. At least he was enjoying this, the pain and my breaking.
“Yes, Averie!” he screamed which turned into a delirious laugh as he muttered, “My Girl is fucking me. I knew you had it in you.”
His exploration of my pussy increased. No longer was he idly playing with me, but pumping in and out, rubbing the nub that needed far more attention than it was receiving. I slammed into him again and again, never letting up.
“I’m so close, Averie, fuck me harder, harder!” The lust was evident in his voice, pushing me closer to the edge.
I amped up my thrusts, hitting harder than I was before. I wondered how he was handling this assault but clearly, his ass was built for punishment if this was enjoyable.
I saw his ass squeeze tighter around the silicone before I heard his orgasmic scream. In the next second, my own orgasm followed and my shattered cry of release mixed with his pleasurable one.
Tears ran down my face as the scene came back to me. I had just fucked someone who was friends with my rapist. Kodiak had only been in me an hour ago, and here I was, having the time of my life jamming a fake dick into the asshole of some fucker who thought it was okay to force these things on people.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Before I could process anything other than how disgusted I was with myself, Grizzly moved from his seat and snapped a picture with his Polaroid as he had done before when Kodiak brought me back to the cabin. The click and whirr irritated my ears.
His angle was perfect though. He stood on my right side and made sure to get our entire bodies and where we were joined. Nothing was left to the imagination, and I could only assume the smug, euphoric face Ursus was making.
How did I let this happen?