Charlotte woke to the alarm in the morning wondering if yesterday had all been a dream. It had been the most active day, sexually that she had ever been involved in, Molly was insatiable and Erin made it last. Charlotte fully woke up over her first cup of tea, until she had finished her breakfast she could and did stay in her nightdress. With the clearing fog in her brain yesterday was coming back in every delightful detail. Mistress Molly had masturbated Charlotte and so had Mistress Erin since she was so pleased, first the Charlotte sessions with Molly were a success and secondly she loved to get oral from her sissy. Charlotte wondered just what would have happened during the second session if Mistress Erin had not rung the doorbell. Never in her whole life had Charlotte been masturbated by two women in the same day.
As Charles sex had been mundane, not well endowed, Charles had no staying power and not much idea of foreplay. Erin had encouraged an initially reticent Charles to try oral, it was a revelation, he enjoyed it and adapted to it well and Erin enjoyed the sessions, she had also got him into wearing nightdresses when he performed oral. Erin had taken to Charles because he was not macho and indeed looked quite effeminate, most people wrote him off as gay, nor was he sexually demanding. For Erin sex was not really the driver for her, it was the power she had to get others to act as she wanted. At first she had simply got him into a nightdress but then began to think she would fully feminise him. The surprise for Erin was how willingly he fell into it, any objections were half hearted and Erin could easily talk him round, could manipulate him and often persuade him it was all his idea anyway. Sex remained controlled, Erin loved oral more than penetrative, Charles was ok with that as he was sensitive about his lack of performance anyway. He slowly became she, Charlotte, and was happy with the transition and becoming a maid, like she had a purpose.
Charlotte initially worried that Erin would get a real man but time indicated that she wouldn't. Then Molly turned up, gorgeous Molly and Charlotte could tell that they were instantly attracted to each other. Charlotte giggled into her tea cup, possibly the real reason Charles was feminised, Erin was subconsciously a lesbian but maybe didn't realise it until Molly came into her life.
With no cage on Charlotte found herself stiffening and it was the memory of being degraded as a sex toy that was doing it. She squirmed her rear on the chair and felt the sensation, almost pain but that had calmed down some overnight but it was a delicious feeling and would last a few days, diminishing day by day over about four days, a semblance of bruising would last for the week. The way Molly pleasured herself on Charlotte's face was a primal act of dominance, a need to humiliate brought on by exacting punishment. Charlotte hoped it would happen again.
Molly was almost Jekyll and Hyde, savagely dominant over Charlotte but submissive to Erin. At bedtime Erin had given one of the boxes she had brought back to Molly, inside was a luxurious expensive silk nightdress, Molly adored it. She kissed Erin who said 'I have another present for you' and opened the other box, it was a new strap on, bigger than the one Erin already used on Molly. Molly unconsciously licked her lips, eyes not blinking, it had to be eight inches and quite thick, she wondered if it would give her jaw ache when Erin made her suck it and got wet thinking about that entering her. It was two inches longer than the one used up until now, two inches does not sound much but with one of those it is and the new girth would stretch her. The one on the inside of the crotch strap that would go inside Erin looked a bit bigger than the old old one but it would have a vibrator inside it. Erin said she was going to get a new one but had said nothing about increased size. A penis, real or synthetic was dominant, an erect symbol and it was a power that Erin controlled. She had occasionally pegged Charlotte but used a much smaller phallus.
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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.
