Manipulation

Claire Slays a Demon

Auntie Claire had bought Charlotte a new Barbie pink nightdress with white lace trim, Charlotte's heart sank when she saw it, no girl over the age of five would be seen dead in something like that, it even had a big pink bow at the neck. It was inevitably accompanied by matching knickers. Charlotte realised that this was not an impromptu buy, this had been specially made by a dressmaker, Charlotte's guess was that she had seen the knickers somewhere and got the over the top nightdress made to match. The only consolation was that it was not panty exposing short.

Auntie had left the room for a few minutes and then reappeared in a corset, stockings, heels and a strap on. Charlotte looked at her with a fatalistic resignation, of course she should have realised that she was going to get fucked by Auntie. Auntie looked sensational and Charlotte got the same stirring as she had on seeing Mistress and Miss Emma the same way. Charlotte was a little alarmed, though, that the strap on seemed considerable larger than she had already taken. It was longer by two inches which does not sound a lot but an upgrade from 6" to 8" is a lot and this one was a lot fatter. There was apprehension, Auntie had that predator look on her face and Charlotte obviously was the prey. The phallus was glistening having already had the KY applied.

Auntie signalled for Charlotte to get over the low back of the chair. With one hand Auntie pressed down on the back of Charlotte's neck to keep her bent over while the other hand threw the nightdress up and roughly pulled down the panties. Charlotte didn't know it but Auntie was going to re-enact the rape she was subjected to by her ex-husband when she told him to leave, it was his brutal going away gift. Charlotte knew what was coming and knew to relax to lessen the shock but she was unprepared for the sudden thrust and how quickly she was entered, she could only gasp, her head held firmly down. The penis filled her in a way she had not yet experienced with the much smaller ones that had been used on her. This one felt like a tree trunk, it was going all the way up and was stretching her and feeling like it would tear her apart, Claire could not see Charlotte's mouth gaped in a silent scream or her eyes bulging but Charlotte calmed and adapted to this new huge intruder. Auntie fucked Charlotte long and hard, her own rape was traumatic but lasted only a minute or so, Charlotte would not be that lucky. All of Aunties pent up anger and aggression was released and she orgasmed multiple times. Charlotte felt truly impaled and squirmed but unable to free herself from the iron grip on her neck, in fact her struggles just seemed to encourage Auntie to drive deeper.

Auntie wanted the 'little bitch' to suffer for all her own bad experiences. She had lived with the shame of her rape for nearly 20 years made worse by the Police writing it off as a 'domestic' and made to feel that she was somehow to blame, no such thing as counselling then. She slammed into Charlotte harder driven by rage. Her ex was a pig but she didn't think he would go that far. It was bad enough that he had isolated her and had affairs, that he was a control freak so it should not have surprised her that he could do that, yes he would leave but he would show her 'who was boss' before he did. He had a new better wife lined up anyway he told her during the ordeal. The bitch she was fucking had actually laughed about her ex leaving back then as if he were blameless. That spurred her on to even greater efforts. It was no consolation that the pig, who she refused to acknowledge by name, did the same to his second wife as Claire found out much later.

Charlotte felt she was unravelling during this furious assault and sensed Aunties anger but had no real idea what had made Auntie so angry. She, in her former life, had not been pleasant to Claire but surely it did not warrant this level of intensity and aggression, she struggled hopelessly and was getting fatigued. Then as quickly as it had started Auntie pulled out. Auntie had orgasmed multiple times but more importantly had burnt out all her aggression, it was as if the curtains to her future life had been opened. She took her hand away from Charlotte's neck and placed both hands on her hips and slowly re-entered the sissy. Charlotte gasped again at the reinsertion but this was different, this was gentle, it was slow, it was sensual and the feeling of being violated passed to be replaced by the sort of feeling she had got from Miss Emma. Even for Claire it was different, her climax now was more relaxed and gentle, a warmth flowing through her. Until recently she had never climaxed during sex, only by her own hand in private never mind multiple orgasms that she thought was a myth. now she was experiencing them, a dildo inside does not ejaculate once then give up. 

Claire was hot, sweaty and exhausted and Charlotte was now like a limp rag. Claire lay on the bed cuddling Charlotte who drifted into a deep sleep, Claire extricated herself and decided to leave Charlotte sleeping and covered her over, no nappy tonight, Claire went for a warm shower. She felt happier than she had done in years. The memory demon surrounding her ex had been killed off, it was liberating. She had heard that he had been arrested for violence to his latest, years too late but perhaps justice would prevail at last.