A Touch of Frost update

Iris’s mouth gaped open at the idea, but obedient to Frost’s wishes, Caitlin tugged at Iris’s hips, turning her until she gave in, twisted onto her belly and hiked her bare ass up into the air. If anything was kinkier than getting eaten out by Killer Frost’s willing sex slave, it had to be a rimjob while Frost watched.

Frost moaned happily as Iris embraced the depravity, reaching down to stroke her strap-on dildo, each downstroke jamming its base against her sex. “That’s good, Iris. That’s very good—Caitlin, you’re setting a real nice example for our new bitch.”

“Thank you, mistress.”

Caitlin put her hands on Iris’s ass, round and firm, swelling out to fill her grip as well as they ever had a set of jeans. She gently pulled Iris’s buttocks apart, exposing her asshole—tiny, tight, and thrilling. Her tongue ran up from Iris’s taint, through the valley between her asscheeks, until she was licking Iris’s asshole. 

Iris groaned, unfamiliar with the intoxicating sensation, and Caitlin grinned to herself. She squeezed the voluptuous ass that seemed to surround her on all sides, lapping more at Iris’s anus, making the girl squeal and whimper as she felt the entirely new sensation of being probed in her most taboo place. Slithering further through Iris’s puckered sphincter, Caitlin tongued Iris’s ass, pressing her lips to the tart, tasty opening as she arched her tongue inside of Iris’s rectum.

“You’re… you’re eating my ass!” Iris cried.

“Oh yes she fucking is!” Frost cheered, coming around so that she was cheek to cheek with her slave, watching Caitlin’s delightful tongue slide into Iris’s asshole. “Such a good girl. This is how it feels, Iris. This is what you’re going to do to me when it’s your turn to tongue-fuck my ass!”

Caitlin loved rimming and reaming Iris’s ass just like she did Frost’s, but Iris was writhing around so much that it was clear she was going to come all too soon. Caitlin licked her way out of Iris’s anus with one last, loving slurp and then rolled Iris onto her back. Her face hovered over Iris’s sex, nostrils flaring to smell the aroma of her feverishly warm pussy. She dove in with her tongue, dancing it deep inside of Iris’s slit, then clamping her lips to Iris’s stiff clit and sucking greedily. Hungry for all of Iris’s pussy, every taste of her, Caitlin used her tongue and lips together to suck and lick and slurp until her face was covered in Iris’s juices.

Iris went wild. Even at his fastest, Barry had never eaten her out as well as Caitlin was doing. “Nng! Nhhh! Ahh!" she cried, melting as waves of exquisite pleasure raced through her trim belly, electrified her thighs, made her clit explode.

Caitlin sank her fingers into Iris’s heart-shaped ass and held her up, as if Iris’s sex were a goblet that she were drinking to the very last drop.

“Come, come, come,” Frost panted, holding Caitlin’s head down to ensure she didn’t stop licking Iris for any reason.

With her lovely face buried in Iris’s snatch and her pale ass hiked up in the air, Caitlin looked better than ever to Frost’s possessive eyes. She thought it was about time she reminded her double who she belonged to. Circling around behind Caitlin, Frost guided the tip of her strap-on to Caitlin’s asshole and began wedging it inside. The mushroom-shaped knob looked to dwarf the tiny orifice, but that only spoke to how wonderfully Caitlin healed from being stretched, as though her very body wanted to please Frost by offering up a nearly virginal anus for her to fuck.

“That’s a good girl, Caitlin, taking so much of Iris’s cum in that sweet little mouth. Now let’s see what else you can take…”

Frost fed herself into Caitlin’s anus, the sphincter fluttering and rippling until it finally opened to allow Frost’s dildo to plunge inside. Holding her beloved slave by the hips, Frost inched the strap-on up Caitlin’s ass. At this point in their relationship, it went in smooth as silk. Frost drove it in to the hilt, disappearing the lengthy shaft up Caitlin’s ass. When her groin rolled against Caitlin’s bare flesh, both their pussies were dripping wet.

Frost held it inside of Caitlin, grinning smugly as she actually felt a tug on the dildo, Caitlin’s ass sucking on it, swallowing it from the wrong end. She rolled her hips, pumping the strap-on in and out of Caitlin’s willing anus. Frost wanted to fuck right through Caitlin, all the way through her body to get to her mouth, Iris’s pussy—but it was enough that every time she thrust into Caitlin’s ass, the girl’s tongue spasmed in Iris’s cunt, Caitlin trying as best she could to convey into Iris the fucking Frost was giving her.

Eating Iris’s pussy and taking Frost’s cock, Caitlin felt pure bliss. She undulated between her two lovers, shoving back to impale herself on the dildo, then driving forward to slam her tongue deep inside of Iris. Iris looked down to see Caitlin eating her out as she was sodomized, Frost rutting into her from behind, and that was all she could take. She peaked, pouring her cream right into Caitlin’s mouth. As Caitlin’s asshole swallowed Frost’s dildo again, she came as well, squirting her juices like Iris was coming right through her.

“Ghhh! Rrrrh!” Caitlin groaned, muffled into Iris’s cunt as the taste of her orgasm and the feel of Frost’s impaling strap-on became too much for her. She rolled off of Iris’s roiling sex, rolling up into a ball and clamping down on her pussy with both hands as her orgasm went on and on.

Frost straddled her contorted face, taking full advantage of Caitlin’s ecstasy to force her strap-on into her twin’s hot mouth. Caitlin gagged as Frost forced the dildo down her throat, suffocating her orgasmic cries, but Frost didn’t even care. Turning to the side, she tasted for herself Iris’s climaxing pussy.

When it was over, both Iris and Caitlin were collapsed in exhaustion, Caitlin only held up by the dildo in her mouth that she obediently suckled.

“That was wonderful,” Iris breathed, lying on the bed in a smiling daze. “Can’t believe I came that much… This was our first time!”

“Told you she was a good little bitch,” Frost said smugly. “Go strap yourself in. Let’s cock this whore together. The only thing a slut like this loves more than one big strap-on fucking her is two.”

Iris didn’t even think to question her. Naked, walking unsteadily, she went to get her own strap-on from the ‘toybox’ Frost had proudly shown her as they waited. She selected a big black one—so big that for a moment, she wondered if Caitlin could take it, before taking a page from Frost’s book. Caitlin would take it. She was too much of a slut not to.

“Bend over, bitch,” Iris found herself saying, all her inhibitions fleeing her under Frost’s beatific stare. “And hurry up. This fat cock is getting lonely. It needs a home…”

Caitlin obediently sprung up and leaned over the bed, reaching back to spread her buttocks. Frost beamed approvingly at how Caitlin’s asshole gaped open, obviously well-used by her own strap-on. 

Iris pressed her dildo against Caitlin’s sex, wetting it in the abundant juices that were smeared all over her lap. “Fuck, Caitlin, baby, you’re… You’re just what I need. One nice fucking piece of ass.”

“Thank you, Iris,” Caitlin breathed. Her pussy was dripping wet, tender from her last orgasm, almost pained, but she knew it would only take a few good strokes to make her come again. She didn’t care that it hurt. Any pain was worth how being a good girl made her feel. “I’m going to be so good for you. Your good little girl to fuck…”

“You are a good girl,” Iris said. “Yeah, I’m going to fuck you in the ass, Caitlin, I’m going to fuck you just like Frost did!”

She pressed the end of her dildo against Caitlin’s anus. Even after how Frost had broken Caitlin in, she resisted the sheer size of the strap-on. The huge dildo might as well have been a soda can, but Iris knew Caitlin could take it. She doubted there was a single toy in the house that Frost hadn’t used on Caitlin multiple times.

“Ahhhh!” Caitlin groaned. “It hurts! It’s too big!”

Only the cockhead of the dildo was inside her, but it felt like it was tearing her apart, preying on the sensitivity of Frost having sodomized her and then adding to that the enormous size of Iris’s dildo. But Iris kept swaying and undulating her hips, forcing the strap-on deeper into Caitlin’s ass… all while Frost smiled and nodded.

“Take it, bitch,” she told her doppelganger. “That’s it, you can do it—you can be a good fuck for nice Ms. West’s big strap-on cock.”

“No, I can’t do it, I can’t! Please!” Caitlin squirmed underneath Iris, trying to lessen the pain, but the strap-on was halfway through her anus. There was no denying how deep it was in her.

“Keep going,” Frost said to Iris. “Caitlin, just because Iris isn’t your mistress doesn’t mean you get to say no to her. Remember what you’re made for, sweetie. Your ass is meant to be a nice, juicy fuckhole. Don’t try to pretend it doesn’t gape wide open for cock.”

Iris slid her hands over Caitlin’s ass, small but well-shaped, and pried it apart to open her hole as wide as possible. With a grunt, she rammed her dildo all the way up Caitlin’s sphincter.

Caitlin bucked up and down, crying out with pain as she felt her tight hole violated to its very limit. “Uhhh! Too big! Too big!”

Iris actually laughed as she hammered the dildo deeper and deeper into Caitlin’s bowels with every passing moment. She had seen how much of a whore Caitlin was with Frost, how she enjoyed being tormented and debauched by any sex act her mistress could think of, and that proved the skittish waif Iris had thought Caitlin would be in bed was only a thin veneer over the ravenous slut she really was. 

The thick dildo tore into Caitlin with fast, savage strokes and Caitlin felt herself dripping more and more as it plundered her. She had come to like it, as she always did—she let the sensation drive her crazy, make her tremble in ecstasy. 

“Don’t just lie there, bitch, move your ass!” Frost ordered her. “Come on, give Iris some action.”

Caitlin rocked her ass back and forth, taking the dildo like the beautiful gift it was, pushing her way back to Iris’s groin. She felt nothing but pleasure, wrapped around the granite-hard dildo that she’d been forced to take all the way to the strap.

“Oh God!” Iris moaned, looking down at the shocking sight of Caitlin’s svelte little ass bouncing off her lap, taking her dildo down to the base. “You’re such a slut, Caitlin! I can’t believe Frost is sharing you! If you were mine, I’d own this hole twenty-four-seven—all mine!”

“It is all mine,” Frost smirked. “You could fuck her for days and she’d still be my bitch, isn’t that right Caitlin?”

“Yes mistress,” Caitlin mewled, only able to hold onto her submission in the midst of the riot of sensations she felt. “Yes mistress… yes mistress…” Her body was on fire. She jerked her hips back and forth, milking Iris’s strap-on with her ass. “Fuck it, fuck it, fuck me in the ass, I love it, hnnnn!”

Iris’s hands slid over her hips, weaving their way in front of her body to mold themselves to her jiggling breasts. They crushed her soft flesh, dug sharp nails into her petite cleavage. Caitlin moaned even more, her voice dropping in pitch with each hard stroke Iris’s strap-on made into her tight ass.

Iris pulled on her milky flesh, drawing Caitlin’s whole body against her rampaging dildo. “Yeah, baby, take it, take my fucking cock!” She pumped against Caitlin’s ass, faster and faster, not caring if she ripped her apart. 

To Caitlin, it felt like the dildo was all the way in her belly. Her entire body was tingling, flooded by the sensations filling her ass. A year ago, it would’ve seemed impossible she would come without her pussy even being touched, aside from how Iris’s pistoning against her hips rubbed her sex against the bedspread. But the warm, sweet feelings she felt were impossible to deny. She felt heavenly, her cunt turned liquid, and she melted into the quilt she and Frost slept under, not stopping until there was a puddle soaking into the mattress.

“Someone’s having fun,” Frost purred. She tapped Iris on the ass. “That’s enough. My turn.”

“What about me?” Iris insisted, suddenly feeling absurd with an enormous strap-on hanging from her waist, lust buzzing in her groin, and nothing to do with all of it.

“Ever hear of a spit-roast?” Frost grinned. “Why let that cute little mouth of hers go to waste while I’m fucking her in the ass? Besides: that strap-on could use some cleaning anyway.”

Iris pulled out of Caitlin and Frost replaced her, taking Caitlin in her arms, pressing the full weight of her body down onto her twin. Crushing her into the bed as she fed her own dildo into Caitlin’s ass. Caitlin let out one long, continuous moan as her lust returned, breaking into whimpers of pained enjoyment as Frost began to rut against her pert buttocks.

“So much cock!” Caitlin panted. “So fucking far up my ass… So dirty! It’s so dirty!”

Then Iris was on the other side of the bed, kneeling in front of Caitlin. She jammed the dildo right into her mouth and down her throat, all while Frost purred in her loving victim’s ear.

“Suck it, whore, eat that fucking prick.”

Iris’s dildo rammed into Caitlin’s mouth, making her cheeks bulge, her wet lips stretch to their limit. Caitlin’s two mistresses fucked her back and forth, groping her soft flesh while filling her with cock from stem to stern. Caitlin couldn’t even move. Their weight held her flat, making it so her only motion was jiggling as they fucked her mouth and ass. Muffled moans and whimpers drifted out of her, cousin to the liquid arousal that added to the pool under Caitlin’s groin.

“She really is a hot little bitch,” Iris breathed, and heard Caitlin’s moans heighten at the incendiary praise. “A real nice piece of ass!”

Her strap-on flowed in and out of Caitlin’s mouth, wetly slapping her tongue down before filling her tight throat completely.

“Oh yes,” Frost agreed. “She’s just made for fucking. Caitlin Snow’s tight ass makes my cock feel so good and it’s not even real…”

Caitlin’s lips were sore by now, puffy and swollen from the steady beating Iris’s cock had given them. But she liked the feel of the massive dildo sliding over her tongue. She put her hands on Iris’s voluptuous ass, enjoying the feel of its robust thickness as Iris violated her throat like she was trying to join Frost’s dildo somewhere in the middle of her.

Then Caitlin felt Iris’s hands in her hair, pulling it back, forcing her to look upward to meet Iris’s fierce, lustful gaze. “Yeah, suck me, baby. Suck my cock. Make me come all the way to your stomach, slut. You want that, don’t you? Yeah, suck on it, suck my load right out of me!” And with that, Iris forced Caitlin’s skull downward, driving her mouth down on her strap-on until even her well-trained throat was gagging on it. Iris let her up only to pump Caitlin back down, again and again, fucking her mouth and throat as hard as she could.

It didn’t matter to Caitlin that it was quite impossible for a dildo to come in her mouth. Iris had given her her orders and Iris was the next best thing to Mistress Frost and the dildo in her ass was driving her mad, so long, so thick, she pushed back against it ravaging her ass, trying to summon impossible cum out of its length too.

Iris watched as Frost tightened her grip on Caitlin’s breasts, using them almost like handles to hold Caitlin in place as she pistoned hard into Caitlin’s reddening ass. “Yeah, Frost, fuck her like a dog!”

“Damn right I will,” Frost growled, now running her fingers over Caitlin’s bosom in a sultry caress that eked a pleasured moan out of her slave. “Take it, you cock-hungry slut. I’m not gonna stop until I’ve filled every bit of this tight little ass!”

Pain and pleasure chased each other through Caitlin’s body, twisting and warring together until there was no difference between them. Her breasts were flushed red from the lovely abuse they had taken. Her asshole was stretched wide beyond belief, sending fiery fingers up her body every time it accepted Frost’s strap-on in it again. Tears of pain were streaming down her face to run over her lips, stretched as they were around Iris’s own dildo. Yet she never stopped panting and grunting with enjoyment. It was beautiful. She didn’t think she’d ever stop coming.

“Had enough of her drooling on your cock?” Frost asked Iris. Now she was hauling Caitlin to her feet, forcing her off Iris’s strap-on so that she was stood up in front of Frost, poised on the dildo still rammed in her ass. “Let’s both fuck her ass, Iris. She’s earned it. She’s been a good little bitch for so long that we need to give her a real reward.”

Iris got up as well, her strap-on standing out in front of her like a rampant erection, parodying her last-minute indecision. “Are you sure? Has she ever done that before?”

Frost shook her head. “She’s a double anal virgin. That’ll be a nice little treat for you, after you helped me plan our anniversary party. You get to help me take her virginity—what’s left of it, anyway. C’mon. The only thing a whore like her appreciates more than one cock in her ass is two.”

Iris couldn’t argue. She’d gone too far. The only thing left to do was to follow Frost to the very bottom of the rabbit hole. She wondered if that made her as much Frost’s bitch as Caitlin was.

Caitlin was checked out of the conversation, practically insensate until she felt a second cockhead rubbing between her buttocks. She opened her eyes. Iris stood in front of her, beautiful, smiling, working her dildo up from underneath. A second later, Caitlin felt the tip pressing against her anus, already stretched around Frost’s dildo.

Caitlin’s fear of pain had almost been trained out of her by all the times Frost had used her as an anal slut, but now it resurfaced, the muscles of her ass tightly contorting around the dildo that already penetrated her. 

“Quit it,” Frost hissed at her. “Relax. Be a good little whore and let Iris’s cock in. You know you’ll enjoy it, won’t you, my pet? Won’t you?”

Caitlin forced herself to relax, groaning as she imagined her tight little asshole permanently stretched around the two dildos forcing their way inside it. The tip of Iris’s strap-on squeezed its way through her sphincter until, finally, the entire head popped inside of her.

“Jesus Christ!” Caitlin wailed.

Frost licked away a bead of sweat falling down her brow. “Easy, baby. Be a good girl. You’re doing so good, Caitlin, you’re taking so much cock…”

Their joined dildos felt like a baseball bat being forced into her rectum. Iris pushed until the entire length of her strap-on was parked alongside Frost’s in Caitlin’s widely stretched ass. She gurgled desperately, her anus clenched around two entire dildos that were all the way in her ass. 

“It’s okay, baby, you can take it, you can take it,” Frost purred.

“You’re doing great,” Iris agreed. “You’re—you’re such a good whore, Caitlin. You just need to relax your ass a little more. We gotta fuck your ass, baby, you’ve gotta let us fuck your ass.”

Teeth clenched, Caitlin made herself nod. “It’s better now.”

“Ready for more?” Frost asked, her voice teasing.

“Yeah—you can do it harder if you want—oh! That’s—oh God! So—so much!”

Iris and Frost were pumping together now, their dildos pistoning with a steady rhythm into the asshole they’d surely ruined with their double penetration. And it wasn’t long before Caitlin came from it. It wasn’t anything like how she’d come before. Caitlin groaned and quaked and surged with passion, each jolt of pleasure stinging bitterly, making her cry out with pain, tears welling in her eyes, but she loved it, she loved being a double anal whore—fucking both of them—being both of their sluts…

As her cunt erupted, gushing all over Iris’s belly, Caitlin passed out. She wouldn’t awaken for ten hours.

There was only so much she could take of having two mistresses.