I could hardly sit down afterwards, in the restaurant or in the car travelling home. Whilst Sir held me in his arms, he was fairly quiet on the journey home.

However, as we got nearer to the house, Sir looked at me, saying, “Evelyn, did you mean what you said to Mistress Fiona, or was it just the pain, the adrenaline speaking for you.

I tried to think back to all I said. That I was a whore, I was Sir’s Whore, He totally owned me, I loved him. Oh God, I had said it, and yes, I did mean it. Was he upset at me for saying that? So I wasn’t sure what to say.

However, I had to tell the truth, so I told him, “Yes, everything was true, Sir,” and left it at that.

He looked at me, still unsure, I felt, maybe wondering if I’d really remembered everything I’d said.

However, he just held me close and kissed my forehead tenderly.

“How's your ass? You must have really made Fiona mad at you. I’ve never seen anyone, and I mean that, anyone, take such a punishment and battering the way she spanked, whipped and caned you,” he said, then adding, “And fuck the way she just fucked you with that huge strap-on cock, it was so thick. We could all see your cunt being really so stretched around it. Some people said they couldn’t look, they thought she really was going to tear you in half,” he said

“But then you just took it all and made it look so easy, as if it was normal to be fucked by a cock that size, Evelyn.

“Sir, is it bad then to say that I loved it. I think I’m finding it harder and harder to cum so hard on small cocks, anything under 9 inches seems too small now,” I told him, wondering what his reaction would be.

He just laughed, “HAHAHA, just as well, I’m just over 10 inches then.”

That had me in fits of laughter, too, until Sir lent his head down and kissed my lips softly, tenderly, and so lovingly.

God, I really had fallen in love with him.

He broke my thought as he spoke, “Evelyn, I have to speak to you about Dave.”

I looked at him, “You mean Sabrina, Sir? I think Dave has now gone.”

“Yes, he has,” he said.

“I went to speak to him last Sunday after you had got back from seeing him, as I could see you were a bit shocked and stunned finding him again dressed fully as Sabrina.”

“Yes, I was, Sir. I’m not sure why I reacted like that or why I reacted like I did tonight with Mistress Fiona,” wondering if he would tell me that it was he who had gifted Sabrina to her.

“Well, you should know Dave loves you still with all his heart, Evelyn. However, he knew you were now the person sexually that you should always have been, but he felt he couldn’t ever bring it out in you”

I interrupted,  “He said that?”

“Yes, he did, and he also knew he wasn’t being true to himself, having hidden Sabrina away, not just from you but from everyone. He said that he could see that you had opened yourself up and no longer cared who knew what a whore you were, because you had become so happy and confident in your own self.” I could feel tears start to well up in my eyes now.

“He said you were an inspiration to him, to be free to be the girl he so wished and that was Sabrina, a submissive little sissy slut,” Sir told me.

“He also said that he knew, though if you didn’t break away from each other, you would probably both never fully be the people you both wished and needed to be”

“It was then I told him I could introduce him to a Mistress who would help him become that sissy girl for real, but would look after him and nurture his wishes to be Sabrina fully. That person was Fiona.”

“Ohh god, Sir, I was upset when I found out you had gifted Sabrina to Mistress Fiona, wondering why you had done this to my husband. However, I can see now that you did so as it was his will and nothing else,” I said as I kissed him again.

Sir looked at me again, smiling now, “I will take care of those bruises, welts and cuts as soon as we get home, Evelyn”

Then, looking into my eyes, he said, “You do it’s now your home for as long as you wish, which I hope will be a very, very long time, Evelyn”

We then shared a long, lingering sexual kiss as we headed up the drive to our house.

Over the following week, Sir took great care of me, from applying cream to my welts and cuts on my ass, to just spending time with me all through that week. Going for walks and a visit to the Theatre, just like any normal couple would.

I did go back to my other house to collect lots of my sexy clothes that I had gathered, but there was no sign that the place was now lived in, no sign of Dave. I could only assume he was staying with Mistress Fiona as Sabrina now. During our walks, Sir did talk to me about Dave. Telling me that it was because he loved me so much that he knew he had to set me free to live the life I needed to live now, without worrying about him.

But Sir also told me that Dave also needed to explore and fully open up his feminine submissive side, and that Mistress Fiona was the best person to enable him to do so.

He told me she was a kind, caring woman, and her dominant side loved to bring out the feminine side in males.

It was something which she had done successfully many times in past.

He told me that when he spoke to Mistress Fiona at first, she was reluctant to take on Sabrina, because he was my husband.

She had definitely taken a shine to me that first night I was introduced as Sir’s new slut.

However, when Sir told her what Dave had told him, she agreed, for she now understood that his love for me was the reason behind everything.

Sir said, “I think that may be why she got so upset at your reaction to her and Sabrina in the toilets. And why she punished you so severely, Evelyn.”

It all made a weird sense now, though and helped me come to an acceptance that mine and Dave’s marriage was over and that we both had to live our separate lives now and be free to be the people we really were and had been within us both, it seems, for such a long time before.

Towards the end of the week, my ass had settled down. God, the aftereffects of any beatings I had taken to date had never lasted as long.

Although Sir, when applying cream regularly to help the healing process, always called them my ‘picture of proud submission’.

Sir then told me that I was going to a party on Saturday night.

“Ohh, what kind of party ?” I asked, smiling now.

“Ohh, you will find out when you're there, my little whore”, he replied, smiling also now.

Hmmm, I was now only intrigued, but also excited, as I knew Sir would have something naughty planned for me.

Sir kept my sexual excitement up throughout Friday and Saturday, mentioning the party but without really telling me much more about it.

Ohhh, there would be lots of people at the party, lots with big cocks, was a throw-away line which had my cunt juicing up. Maybe I was being taken to a party for black men with huge cocks, I was thinking to myself. This train of thought did nothing but increase the warmth and wetness between my legs, though.

 Around 6 pm, I showered and prepared myself, ensuring my cunt was totally bare and smooth and once dried, I came out into the bathroom to see that Sir had laid out clothes for me to wear.

Sir had laid out a black leather 6-strap suspender belt, with Black, back-seamed stockings. No bra or Panties, as I never wear those now.

I put them on.

The dress was completely sheer and short, so when I slipped it on, my body was totally on show beneath it. My bare breasts with hard nipples poking through. My shaved bare cunt lips, my still slightly coloured bruised ass framed by the suspender straps, just.

Then I slipped on the Black 5” stiletto-heeled shoes,

I fixed my ‘Sir’s slut’ necklace around my neck.

Then I fixed the bracelet with the charms on my wrist, and put on my Ace of Spades anklet.

“Fuck Evelyn, no matter how I dress you and put you on show, you always just look so stunning”, Sir tells me as he enters the bedroom, walking over and kissing me.

“I’d leave off the anklet tonight”, Sir told me, making me feel a bit disappointed, as this signified to me that I wasn’t to be a whore for Big Black Cock’s tonight.

I went to pick up my coat as we were leaving, but Sir stopped me, “You won’t need that tonight, my little whore”, as he took my hand, walking me out the door.

I was surprised when it wasn’t our usual chauffeur-driven car waiting for us, but just a normal taxi.

The driver, a fairly well-built black man, opened the back passenger door and just stared at me. Staring at my nakedness, fully on show under the sheer dress.

As I slide my legs into the car, I’m sure he will have a clear view of my smooth, bare cunt open and wet already.

The driver's eyes are wide open, and he has a dirty smile on his face. When Sir addresses him, “Driver, don’t tell me, you never saw a near-naked little whore before?”

“What, no, yes, sorry, Sir”, he said, stumbling over his words, “it’s just I never usually ever have such a beautiful, sexy and near-naked whore in my cab, Sir”, he replied as he now closed the door.

“Where to, Sir?” the driver then asked.

“Torbeg Mansion, heading east out of the city”, Sir said.

“Oh yes, I know that one, Sir. Is there a party there tonight?”

“Yes. One which I’m taking this whore to,” Sir told him.

The driver giggled slightly as he headed out of our drive onto the main road.

My thoughts were now thinking this must be a well-known place for sexual parties, going by the driver’s reactions.

As the taxi driver headed out of the city on the main east road, he kept looking in his mirror, adjusting it every so often, checking out my near-naked body through the dress. Knowing his eyes were looking over my body made my nipples harder, and so visibly poking through the dress now. My cunt was getting wetter too, thinking if I’d be able to pass the dress off as a wet look clothing in places, making me smirk a little.

Of course, I was thinking about our Black driver also, my mind wondering did he have a huge cock?

Sir leaned in and whispered in my ear, “I know what you're thinking, my little whore, you're wondering if the driver has a big black cock like Dan’s was arn’t you?”

Fuck, my mind must be like an open book to Sir, as I just nodded my head as a yes.

“Unfortunately, we won’t have time for you to find out Evelyn”, he said, as I feigned a disappointed frown, making us both smile.

“Open your legs wide”, Sir whispered now, as I complied with his order, seeing the driver once more adjust his mirror. It was obvious what he was now looking at. My wide-open and wet cunt.

“Play with your cunt whore”, he again whispered as I then just slid my hand up underneath my dress and, without hesitation, slid two fingers deep in my cunt.

God, I was so horny now that I could feel and hear my fingers sloshing around in my soaking wet cunt.

I was lifting my ass off the seat of the taxi now as I rammed my fingers in and out of my cunt. The sound they were making made it so obvious that I was fucking myself and would soon be cumming.

Then all of a sudden it hit me. My body tensed as I began to quiver and shake as I cum, feeling my juices flow from me over my fingers and hand onto the leather seat “Fuckkkkkkkk Yessssssssssssssssssssss” I screamed out.

Sir spoke out now loud enough for our driver to hear, “Good little whore”

Just a few minutes later, as I was coming down from the high of my self-induced orgasm, we arrived at the drive to the mansion, it seemed.

Sir wound down his window and spoke to a security guard who was one of two who were standing beside the gates to the Mansion House. They pressed a button, and the large gate began to open.

The taxi driver followed the long, winding drive. until we came to a very large house.

Stopping outside the stairs to the house, a butler-type man opened my door, taking my hand to help me out of the Taxi. He was now just staring at my attire and body before smiling too.

Sir spoke to the Taxi Driver for a few moments, who then gave Sir a card, before getting back in the taxi and driving off.

Sir then took my arms as he headed up the steps towards the doors of this magnificent mansion.

Once through the doors, we entered a huge reception hall with marbled flooring, my 5” stiletto heels clicking on the floor as we walked over it towards another door.

As the door was opened for us, we entered what looked like a stunning sitting room where there was a beautiful lady sitting in one of the chairs.

The woman stood up seeing us, and I could see she had an amazing figure with such long legs and was wearing a short leather dress with stockings and high heels.

She walked elegantly over to us, kissing Sir on the cheek, as she looked me over.

Walking around me now, she spoke to Sir, “So this is the gorgeous whore you’ve fallen for”, she said in a husky voice, making Sir blush, and my eyes widened slightly, hearing her say that.

“Does your whore know what she’s here for?” she asked, with Sir replying, “No, she doesn’t”, making me lift my eyebrow a little, wondering what was in store for me.

“Is there anything off-limits for her?” The woman now asked Sir.

“No, this dirty little whore doesn’t have any sexual limits, Princess Leah”, he said, as I now found out her name for the first time.

“Mmmmmm, well, I’m sure she will be in for a treat tonight then”, she giggled.

“What’s your name, sweetie?” Princess Leah now asked me.

“Evelyn, Mistress Leah”, I just replied.

“Such a lovely name, I bet people thought butter wouldn’t melt in your mouth before this one got hold of you”, she teased me.

But she was right.

Six months ago. I was just a sweet Innocent married woman, who everyone thought of as the girl next door type, but I had all these sexual fantasies milling around in my head.

Now here I was, a confirmed owned whore dressed in a completely sheer dress with just stockings and suspenders underneath. I’d been out in a public taxi like this and now stood in front of a woman who had told me she was about to put those skills, as a whore, I’d learned so far to good use.

“I think it's time I took this little whore upstairs, so everyone can meet her,” she said, speaking to Sir rather than me, as she took my hand, ready to lead me up the marbled stairway to whatever was awaiting me.

We climbed the stairs with the only sound being the click, click, click from mine and Princess Leah’s heels, as we finally reached the top of the long marbled staircase.

Princess Leah led me along the corridor until we came to a room with large wooden doors, where two attendants stood outside.

They opened the door, and as we walked in to what was either a large ballroom with beds and couches in it or perhaps that it was the most enormous and striking bedroom I’d ever seen.

I could see the room was filled with maybe 30/40 people. Half men in tuxedos and a similar number of very attractive, sexy looking women.

Everyone stopped talking and looked towards Princess Leah as she began speaking to them all.

“Thank you all for coming here tonight. I’m sure you will all be as excited as I was to meet this gorgeous Whore, Evelyn. " Isn’t she exquisite?” as some just nodded, whilst others said, “Ohh, yes, definitely.”

“I have been told by her Owner here that Evelyn, as a whore has no sexual limits. So she can be used in any way that pleases you tonight. Let's make sure, darlings, that we give her a night to remember,” as I was then pushed forward into the throng of people and very quickly could feel hands roam all over my body.

Standing before me was the most beautiful, slim, sexy looking woman with blonde shoulder-length hair and gorgeous cleavage showing in the tight dress she wore. Her lips were shining with her bright red lipstick as she leaned in and kissed me fully on the lips. A long and passionate kiss.

However, once she broke the kiss, she wasted no time, as with her hands on my shoulders, she slowly pushed me down onto my knees before her.

I knew what she expected of me as I slid my hands up her stockinged legs, pushing the skirt of her dress up onto her hips.

I then slowly slid my fingers in the waistband of her panties and began seductively pulling them down over her hips.

“OHH MY GOD JESUS FUCK” I gave out a squeal as with her panties now around her mid-thighs, I was faced with a big cock flopping free in front of my face.

But she’s a woman, my mind was telling me, and so beautiful with real breasts, as I sat there on my knees, confused.

“What’s the matter whore, you never seen a she-male before. Be a good little slut and suck that cock now,” she said to me.

Hesitating just slightly, as my mind was completely caught off guard, I then leaned in and slid my mouth around the head of her cock.

She placed her hands in my hair and pushed my head forward so that my mouth was pushed deeper around her big cock.

My mind is still trying to process everything.

She was a woman, beautiful, sexy, with gorgeous real breasts, but this woman also had the most wonderful big cock.

I soon felt hands lift my ass in the air so that I was now on all fours. My short skirt was lifted over my hips as someone knelt behind me, then I felt the tip of what seemed like another big cock being rubbed against my very wet cunt lips.

The cock was then pushed against my cunt as I opened up easily accepting the cock as it penetrated, my confused but still needy, soaking wet cunt.

As the cock pushed in deeper, my mouth was pushed deeper on the cock in front of me now.

Once the cock in my cunt was fully inside me and it started fucking me, I could feel what seemed like the straps of suspenders slap against the skin of my ass.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh God,” I moaned out, now being spit-roasted by two women, both with big, hard cocks.

They started to both pound my cunt and mouth in unison now as my mind finally processed that all the gorgeous women here were, as she had called them, ‘Shemale’s’, all gorgeous and sexy but all with cocks hidden under their dresses.

My mind is now thinking, oh fuck that means that there were a total of about 30/40 men and she-males here. Were they all going to fuck me?

My cunt was now flowing with juices from the fucking I was getting.

Her cock (that still sounded so strange to me) was making squishing sounds with every thrust now.

With two big cocks fucking me, I knew I wouldn’t hold out long, and as expected, I cum hard, feeling my juices squirt around the cock deep in my cunt.

“What a wonderful whore she is," the one fucking my cunt said to the other woman, whose cock was deep in my mouth, stifling all sounds of my orgasm.

She replied, “And she is just such an exquisite cocksucker, I’m going to cum pretty soon”, as her body then tensed and that wonderful cock began to pour spunk down my throat.

This set of the woman fucking me off, as she too pounded me so deep as she spurted her load of cum deep in my whore cunt.

“That’s your first of the evening whore, but certainly not the last”, the woman said, which reinforced my earlier thought that perhaps I was to be fucked by all the 30 to 40 cocks in the room.

I was then picked up and carried over to a bed in the room, where I was laid across it so that my cunt was over one end of the bed, whilst my head was hanging over the other side.

It seemed like the men in the room were now going to have their use of me as one got down on his knees between my legs and started lapping at my cum filled cunt. Fuck he was so good with his soft, sweet tongue.

Another of the men now stood over my head, as he undid the zip on his trousers and pushed them down his legs to his ankles.

He then slid his hands in the waistband of his pants and quickly pushed them down to his ankles.

“FUCKKKKKKK what’s going on?” I screamed out, as suddenly I saw it was a bare, smooth pussy being pushed against my mouth as he squatted down onto my face.

“Lick you dirty little whore”, I was ordered.

My mind was now reeling, but doing as I was instructed, I flicked my tongue out over the pussy, rubbing it over my mouth.

“Mmmmm, deeper whore, fuck my pussy with that tongue and mouth NOW”, she commanded me.

Being the good whore I’d become, I tried to clear my mind of all the confusing thoughts and just concentrate on pleasuring the pussy over my mouth now.

Then suddenly I was thinking. Was the tongue lapping at my cunt also a woman’s?

It did feel so soft and wonderful.

The woman/man, I didn’t know what to think now, who had a pussy rubbing back and forth on my mouth as I fucked her as best I could with my tongue, spoke to me.

“I can tell your confusion, Evelyn, and yes, I think you have worked it out, that everyone here is either an MtF or FtM person. So there will be enough cock and pussy for you to service tonight”

This then cleared my mind of any confusion. I no longer cared. I was so horny that all I wanted, needed, was to have every cock and pussy in the room use me tonight.

And for the next two hours, that’s exactly what happened, every She-male stuck their cock’s in one of my holes to fuck me. Sometimes all three holes were fucked at the same time, all spilling their seed inside me.

I also had my cunt licked or shared double dildos with lots of FtM’s as I was also licking and sucking so many sweet tasting pussy’s

OMG, it was such a wonderful night that I totally lost count of the number of times I cum.

Once Mistress Leah called a halt to proceedings for the night, and as everyone left the room, leaving me like the thoroughly ravished whore I was on the bed with spunk and pussy cum in and all over me.

They had made a complete mess of me.

Eventually, as I lay there alone, I couldn’t stop having the thought, wondering if Mistress Fiona was going to feminise Sabrina just like those women.

However, I was brought back from my thoughts as the door to the room opened and Sir walked in with Princess Leah.

“What a gorgeous looking ravished whore she looks”, I heard Princess Leah say to Sir, as she climbed between my legs, pulled down her panties and again, totally surprising me, shoved a big fat cock deep in my cum filled cunt. She just fucked me deep and hard, calling me so many dirty names, which just got me more turned on, as she pounded my sticky, used cunt, until she too tensed and shot a hot load of spunk to swill around in my cunt with everyone else’s.

Princess Leah then pulled out and climbed up on the bed and offered, no more like ordered me, to suck her clean.

Then once I’d completed this task, she moved up so that she could kiss me, saying, “Fuck watching you, on the screen, servicing all those men and women was incredibly horny, Evelyn, I really just had to have a go for myself. Not normally something I do, but you're the only whore who has attended one of these parties, who has been able to service everyone here tonight. That’s never been done before; they all usually pass out before managing that.”

Sir looked at me proudly as Princess Leah told him, “I want his whore back another time, and we can see just how many she can take before she passes out” They both laughed.

Sir took my hand and helped me up off the bed. I was a complete mess.

There was spunk and pussy juices everywhere, in my hair, over my face. My clothes were sticking to my body with all the fluids covering my body. And when I stood, I had to apologise, as a huge glob of spunk dripped from my sodden, wet, spunk-filled cunt and ass onto the floor.

Princess Leah looked at Sir, “Make sure and punish the dirty whore when you get her home for that”, winking at Sir as she said it.

Sir now led me downstairs, my clothes, face and hair were all covered in cum as we walked towards the door, where he told me our taxi was waiting for us.