Charlotte had waited all day for the retribution after being caught wanking by Miss Emma but it was slow in coming. Charlotte barely ate her lunch, did the housework at a feverish pace to try and get her mind off punishment, to try and get the image of the paddle out of her head. A worse thought came, she might be made to be a little girl again for a week. Embarrassingly she was now in nappies at night and did not want them daytime too but at least she had not wet since she went into them which held out the hope that those wetting episodes might be over and that the nappies will go. Erin had also thought about that and would occasionally feed diuretics to maintain uncertainty. Charlotte had served dinner, ate her own in the kitchen and was clearing the table when Erin said 'load the dishwasher then wait in your room for Miss Emma'. Charlotte's heart sank, the reckoning was coming 'and get undressed' was added. Charlotte trudged to her room, which is it going to be? the paddle? regression? or maybe both.
Charlotte waited, naked, sitting on her bed for what seemed like hours. Eventually Miss Emma strode in, black corset, black stockings, black stilettos and an enormous strap-on that looked bigger than Mistress Erin's but in fact was the same one, Charlotte went pale and got to her feet. 'You like this image don't you Charlotte? I saw how you reacted seeing Mistress Erin with a cock', Emma smiled knowing she was right. 'Kneel down Charlotte', she complied 'open wide' she did, Emma put a hand behind Charlotte's head and slipped the phallus between her lips 'fellate it girl, make me believe you love it'. Charlotte rocked her head back and forth trying to make pleasure noises, occasionally gagging especially when it went deep throat, she would rather be doing anything else but this but at least it was not being slammed into her mouth like Auntie Clair did. For Emma the feeling of Charlotte giving her oral was good but this was even better and the phallus jerking back and forth was working what she called the teaser and she was getting turned on. Emma had not intended to keep this going until she climaxed but why the hell not. Screwing the sissy can wait a while, after all she has all night with Erin's blessing. Looking down she could see the tiny sissy cock erecting, the penis does not lie. It is difficult for sissy to cum but without physical stimulation it is impossible, with hormone influence the only way that can happen is with prostate massage. After Emma had climaxed she pulled the dildo out, bent down and kissed Charlotte's forehead 'good girl, up you get'. Charlotte briefly thought that was the end of it but should have known it wasn't.
Emma indicated for Charlotte to bend over the bed, arms straight, hands flat on the bed and feet apart. Charlotte quietly cried, it was going to happen again. She bent over as told and heard the surgical glove snap on, the finger with cold KY probed her anus followed by a second finger to loosen her rosebud. The actual insertion of the cock was far gentler than Charlotte had expected, unlike Mistress Erin's hard thrust it was slowly slid in with no pain, Emma slowly pushed it fully in to rest on Charlotte's prostate while Emma reached one arm under Charlotte's abdomen to pull her fully on and then moved her hand to tweak a nipple of one of the small boobs that the hormones had promoted, it made Charlotte groan and Emma began to slowly fuck Charlotte. The hand moved from the nipple to manipulate Charlotte's cock which had reduced to a semi, it could not hold a full erection for long. Emma knew that the hormones inhibited ejaculation, so she had time but she would take her hand away time to time. Charlotte was losing herself into the moment and began to writhe as the silicone cock massaged her prostate, she had never felt anything like this and pushed back against the cock that was filling her and fucking her in a rhythmic fashion. The pace began to pick up as the clitoral stimulator was having an effect on Emma. She began to massage Charlotte's little one which had erected again and was now thrusting in to the bucking sissy strongly. Charlotte was squealing, not in pain but a pleasure sensation that washed over her. The penis being pumped by Emma was working too and nearing ejaculation over riding the effects of the hormones. Charlotte's knees were trembling, her brain scrambled with sensory overload that took over what seemed like her whole body. Emma felt the penis throb in her hand, quite weak but it was a throb and knew that the cock would cum soon. Emma gasped as her climax hit and wondered if she could get a second before Charlotte collapsed exhausted. Charlottes fingers were digging into the duvet on the bed, she was now humping back onto the dildo and unknown to her she was alternating between moans and squeals. Charlotte's little one let go and squirted a small amount of semen onto the bedside mat, which at least was machine washable, a shuddering sensation taking over her body, Emma got her second climax just in time before Charlotte sank to the floor, flushed face on the bed and chest heaving heavy breaths. Charlotte got her head together, it not like yesterday, this was a whole different experience. This was the inside climax she had read about, she wanted more.
Emma had told Erin that this was a power trip and it was, she strode away leaving Charlotte crumpled in her own emission. Emma nonchalantly unbuckled the strap-on letting it fall to the floor, Charlotte would clean it later. She walked into her own bedroom, freshened up, slipped on some black panties and an open silk robe, she felt good, as good as she had felt in years.
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Manipulation
FantasyCharles was an average man with one weakness, he could not refuse his wife Erin anything. She would lead him down a path that he could not escape.
