Manipulation

The New Order Cannot be Denied

Charlotte was more confused than ever, her first fucking had been hard, fast and impersonal almost as if Erin was not concerned if she did it or not. There had been no feeling or emotion there, Charlotte had just been a sex toy. The episodes with Auntie Claire and in particular the second session had been brutal, there had been emotion and passion but all on Auntie's side, although that was not strictly true, Charlotte had felt the emotions fear and apprehension, a worry that her teeth would be knocked out and her nose broken. Charlotte had been a sex toy. Now with Miss Emma the scene had worked out differently. Miss Emma while obviously getting pleasure herself also gave it. Charlotte orgasmed but when Miss Emma decided that she, herself, was satisfied Charlotte was left exhausted slumped in a pool of her own cum while Emma said nothing and just walked away, casually dropping the strap on to the floor for the sissy to clean later, Charlotte had just been a sex toy. It was the only conclusion that she could come to, she was a sex toy, an object of pleasure. It was an idea that her former male persona would have laughed at. In fact she had been just a sex toy for a long while now but somehow she had persuaded herself that she had some sort of choice or control. She knew deep down she had no option but was basically in denial, now denial was not an option, the new order had been graphically illustrated.

All this was going through her mind as she washed the cum stains from the bedside matt then turning her attention to the strap on that was cleaned, disinfected and wiped dry. She realised with some gratitude that it was not as big as it looked on Mistress or Miss Emma. It was bigger than her member and out of interest measured it at 6 inches which was an inch and a half longer and also fatter, that's when she could get erect that is. Looking round to make sure nobody could see she slipped the cock into her mouth, longer than the one Auntie Claire used but not as fat. It seemed natural to suck it and massage it with the tongue until she realised what she was doing and quickly took it out and clipped it back into the harness. Charlotte's mind then went to the images of Mistress Erin and Miss Emma both wearing a strap on, it was the most erotic thing she had ever seen. Not simply erotic but powerful too, that was not lost on Charlotte. They were different though, Charlotte mused Mistress had a gorgeous body and big tits shown off by a balcony bra. On the other hand Miss Emma was more petite but in a black corset which is always a good look. Both were stunning but different, Charlotte's little one stirred. She would love to reach under her dress but if caught would not get away a second time with that. Charlotte was glad that the skirt of her maids dress flared out along with the petticoats as she had a tiny tent in her panties when Miss Emma walked into the laundry room. 

Emma had returned to the question of an heir since if there was not one Emma's property and investments would go to Erin but after that to a line of the family that she only had occasional contact with. One of the things that Charles and Erin agreed was a lack of desire for children, Erin had not looked at the long term consequences. There was a considerable sum involved that would otherwise go to a branch of the family that they hardly knew that had branched from the only sibling, a sister, of Emma's paternal Grandfather. They had sent a sample of Charlotte's semen to analysis to be told she was capable of fathering a child but because of hormones the longer left the more sterile she would become. It would have to be done by artificial insemination as Erin was adamant that she would not bed the sissy and had no interest in men otherwise. The other options were a surrogate with Erin's eggs and Charlotte's sperm or adoption. Erin was a bit short on maternal instinct and not at all keen on the idea of pregnancy. Emma actually sympathised, one child had been enough for her and had she known about pregnancy side effects and the horrors of childbirth beforehand she might not have bothered. They discussed the option of adopting a child of 5 or 6, a girl young enough to mould but old enough to be aware. At that age she could be trained to be dominant little by little and make it fun. At 10 or so she could be given permission to give some mild orders to Charlotte and more with each birthday. Erin laughed 'imagine Charlotte having to take orders from a 10 year old' Emma added 'yes and have to curtsey too', both of them began to warm to the idea. The more they thought about it the more they felt that rather than bring another child into an uncertain world they could give a home to a child who is already in it, the child would want for nothing. They would pitch it to the agency that they were a prosperous Mother and Daughter, the daughter wanting to adopt. It would take time and a lot of checks but Emma was certain they would be approved. From Erin's view it would also remove the need from Emma to regress Charlotte, apart from an occasional disciplinary period, since her Mother would have a real little girl to be Granny to.