As I wake up, I hear both Fiona and Sabrina are in the kitchen.

“Good morning, Evelyn," they both say together, making me smile.

"Good morning, Mistress Fiona, Mistress Sabrina." I reply, “Can I get you both anything?"

“No, you're okay, Evelyn. I made coffee; there’s still some in the pot if you want one," Mistress Sabrina advises me.

The rest of the morning, we sit around the table chatting until just after noon, when the front door opens.

It was Sir!! Home early.

However, I stand in shock as two men follow Sir in, with someone being held up between them.

OMG, it is Derek, Susan's husband!!!!

I watch as Derek is stripped of his clothes and immediately taken downstairs to the dungeon.

As the light is switched on, Derek sees Susan hooded, chained to the wall, and her body severely bruised and covered in bloodied welts.

“Oh Jesus Fuck Susan, what have they done to you!!" he exclaims in shock.

"Derek??? Is that you?" Susan says, her voice barely audible, though, after the punishment she has endured over the past few days.

“Both, be quiet," Sir tells them sternly.

Derek is cuffed to the St. Andrew's cross, facing the wall, and a hood is placed over his head, just the same as Susan.

Sir now speaks to Derek and Susan, “Both of you thought you could take liberties with Evelyn, and by doing that, meant you thought you could take liberties with me also," he tells them.

“Now, however, you will find out that doing that has consequences, some of which Susan has already suffered." I can only imagine the fear in their faces under their hoods. My mind suddenly goes back to what happened to the two men who abused my ass against Sir's orders in the penthouse.

Mistress Fiona and Mistress Sabrina again pick up the whips and begin to, what I can only describe as an assault on Derek's back, ass, and thighs.

His screams are louder than Susan's have ever been. He suffers the relentless cracks of the whip about his body.

Mistress Fiona and Mistress Sabrina only stop to change over to a cane, and very soon his body is a mass of bruises and welts.

Mistress Sabrina seems to be extremely ferocious in her striking of Derek.

After Dinner, Derek is strapped to the breeding bench as Mistress Fiona attaches the big 10" strapon around her hips.

She lubes up the big dildo, which she then rubs around the entrance of Derek's ass-hole.

However, just before Mistress Fiona slides the cock in his virgin ass, the hood is removed from Susan's head as she is made to watch her husband being defiled in this way.

Mistress Fiona takes no pity on Derek, as she just proceeds to fuck and pound Derek's ass, as he screams out in pain for her to stop.

After this fucking his ass is such a gaping mess. The hood is replaced over Susan's head, and Derek is taken and chained by his wrists and ankles to the wall, also.

They are then both left there overnight in the darkness.

Upstairs, I am asked to go and make coffee for Sir, Fiona, and Sabrina whilst they talk about Derek and Susan.

The three of them discuss matters for a few hours before tiredness takes over, and we head to bed, apart from Mistress Sabrina, who takes the first watch over Derek and Susan in the Dungeon overnight.

It feels wonderful to fall asleep wrapped in Sir's strong arms, and for the first night in a few days, I sleep through the whole night.

When I finally wake up, Sir is lying beside me, propped up on his elbows, just smiling at me.

Only later did I learn he had got up during the night to take over from Sabrina, keeping a check over the two chained in the dungeon.

This was so that Mistress Fiona could have a full night's sleep and Mistress Sabrina could enjoy a long lie-in.

I lean over and kiss Sir.

“Mmmm, good morning, my gorgeous, sexy whore." Sir says, feeling his body tense and quiver as I now rake my nails over his back and ass.

“Ohhh, someone is horny and in a playful mood." Sir laughs.

I move closer and whisper in his ear, “Your whore needs fucked, Sir."

Sir looks at me, smiles, then, taking hold of my wrists, pins them to the bed above my head.

Moving over me now, I feel his hard cock touch my thigh, making me tingle, and my cunt becomes wet for him.

Then, I feel the tip rub across my cunt lips. I spread my legs wider, lift my hips, wanting Sir’s cock inside me.

“Oh God, please, Sir, please Fuck your little whore." I now plead, so horny, so needy, wanting him to fill my cunt with his cock.

Sir’s cock then begins to enter my cunt, making me moan with pleasure,

“So my little whore needs fucked does she, needs cock inside her." Sir teases me, holding his cock just inside me, when I so need him deep inside me.

“Oh God, yes, Sir, please, please," sounding so needy now.

Sir then plunges his cock deep inside me, as I feel him fill my cunt, now fucking me, pounding me deep and hard.

Oh God, how I need this after everything that has happened this week.

Moaning loudly, I feel my body shiver as I suddenly orgasm, feeling my juices flood around Sir’s cock now.

However, he just keeps fucking me, pounding me hard until his body tenses, shivers, and then spurts his load of spunk inside his whores cunt.

We lie on the bed, his arms hold me tight, as we kiss, recovering from the wonderful highs of our orgasms.

Sir gets up, slips on trousers and a shirt before he heads out of the bedroom, saying “Get showered, dressed and join us in the lounge, my little whore"

So I get up, shower, and feel happy in myself.  I then dress in a sheer white blouse, a tight black skirt which stops at the top of my white lace stockings, which are clipped to a white suspender belt. Then I slip on 5" high-heeled court shoes.

As I walk out of the bedroom and into the lounge, I can see that Sir is on the phone speaking with someone.

Mistress Sabrina is sitting on the settee, looking amazing.

When she looks up and sees me, she seems astonished, a look of surprise on her face as she just says, “Oh, Evelyn, WOW."

I kinda blush at her comment, I'm not sure why, as it is wonderful and lovely to hear that, given everything we have both gone through. Those days when we were husband and wife seem so long ago now. However, we are finding a new type of relationship as our paths cross.

Mistress Fiona appears from an upstairs bedroom looking refreshed, dressed in a black blouse, black leather skirt an inch or two above her knees and knee-high, high-heeled boots. I am thinking, just what a sexy woman she is.

“Good morning, all.” Mistress Fiona greets us.

Sir finishes his phone call and, as he joins us in the lounge, says, “Well, that's everything sorted"

I wonder what that means, but both Mistress Fiona and Sabrina seem to understand and just nod.

I go to the kitchen to make coffee and toast for us all.

After we eat breakfast, Sir says, “Okay, let's go and deal with these two down in the dungeon.” As we all then head down the stairs.

I again stand out of the way, against one of the walls, as Mistress Sabrina heads over to Derek, and Mistress Fiona walks over to Susan, and they both remove the hoods from their heads.

You can see them both squint their eyes at the light now on, trying to focus. Derek pulls at his chains. I notice, however, that Susan seems to have accepted it is futile and hardly moves.

Sir now speaks to them both, “It was foolish of you both to try to think that Evelyn was some dumb bimbo; she is far from that. And to attempt to take her, as your Bitch, as you both said, and turn her into a cheap common whore was a bad case of judgment, for which you will both pay a heavy price.”

After a pause, he continues. “Derek, that paper you signed when we picked you up yesterday was your resignation letter from your employer. You will come and work for one of my Companies, and I have spoken to the CEO of your company, and he has agreed to release you immediately. Therefore, you will not be missed by work,” now pausing to let Derek take this in.

“What, no, you can’t do that,” he says again, pulling against the chains.

“Your little bitch of a wife, over there, will be given to a friend of ours who runs a whore house, so it will be Susan who will be the cheap common little whore now.”

Susan never even put up any fight against Sir's statement. I can see that she has been broken by the treatment by Mistresses Fiona and Sabrina and readily accepts her fate. Her submission is total and complete.

“Her bruises and marks will be allowed to heal over the weekend before she’s picked up on Monday and taken to begin her new life”

“NO YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO HER,” Derek screams out loudly.

“Oh, I can, and I am.” Sir tells him calmly, “You have to learn the harsh reality that your actions will have consequences, and you'd better be prepared to accept any consequences if you take such inappropriate actions. This will be especially true of your lives from now on.” Sir says, Derek's expression shows he is now unsure what this means.

Sir lifts Derek’s head and holds him by the chin, “As for you, little shit, I blame you for all of this, and therefore also on Monday you are being taken to be owned by a group of Doms who, shall we say, tend to treat their submissives very severely. I therefore suggest you learn very quickly to keep that mouth of yours closed, unless asked to speak.”

Sir then speaks to Mistress Fiona and Mistress Sabrina, “He will need to be broken in more until he accepts the pain and the beatings, or it is going to be a tough life for him.”

Both Mistress Fiona and Sabrina say they understand.

Sir then takes my hand, “Let's go, Evelyn, no need for you to see this,” as he leads me upstairs away from the dungeon.

The rest of the day, as I go about the house doing chores, I can hear the occasional scream from Derek if the dungeon door is opened for some reason, like Mistress Fiona or Sabrina needing a toilet break.

At all other times, there is just an eerie silence.