As we wake in the morning, we untangle ourselves from each other's bodies.

Once we have all showered and dressed, I make breakfast for us all, including something for Derek and Susan.

After we eat, Sir speaks, “I hope that we all enjoyed last night. I know I loved it, and we need to thank Evelyn for her suggestions." Then continues on a more sombre note, “However, you know it stays between us and can't be discussed"

“Yes, understand," we all agree; however, I feel this is more for me and Sabrina to acknowledge.

Sir now seems serious again “We have one day left with the two bitches. Let Susan recover more before she’s shipped off to the whore house."

“But we still need to prepare Derek more for what lies in store for him, so we need to resume his punishment. And we need to make today so severe."

Mistress Fiona understands, and she and Sabrina disappear back to the Dungeon.

Sunday for me is therefore spent preparing food for lunch and dinner, as Mistress Fiona and Sabrina, and occasionally Sir, spend the day breaking Derek until he can endure the level of pain he will likely undergo in his new life.

Then, after waking up on Monday and all having breakfast, Sir asks Mistress Fiona and Sabrina if Derek is ready.

“Yes, Sir, he's as ready as we can prepare him. Last night, he took a severe beating without much resistance.” Mistress Fiona tells Sir.

We all head down to the dungeon, and Sir speaks to both Derek & Susan.

“You brought this on yourselves, and now you have to reap what you sow. Now we will uncuff you both, so you can say your goodbyes as you are unlikely ever to see each other again." Sir tells them

Once they are uncuffed, they collapse into each other's arms, crying and sobbing. Derek says how sorry he is to Susan again and again.

Derek is then taken up the stairs and allowed to shower.

His body, from his back to his thighs, is just so red and covered in welts.

He is then given fresh clothes to put on.

Then he is gone, taken out to a waiting van where his wrists are cuffed behind his back and he is pushed into a small cell.

The van then drives off.

Susan is then brought up and showered. She is then dressed in skimpy clothing, looking like a corner street whore, before she is collected by the Madam of the whore house and driven away to her new life, not just as a whore, but to be such a cheap whore. Just like she had planned for me.

Mistress Fiona and Mistress Sabrina then leave to go home, leaving Sir and me alone, now completely exhausted.

We sleep fully for the first time that weekend, wrapped up in each other's arms.

The following week is a quiet period. This allows me time to process, in my mind, everything that has happened recently, especially regarding Susan and Derek.

Sir encourages me to talk about it all, including how I feel about their punishment in the dungeon and their eventual fates.

I still can't quite understand the level of hatred through jealousy that Susan has harboured within her against me.

And with regards to their punishments, I can't really believe how much, seeing the severity of the punishment Susan was subjected to, had turned me on.

How it made me so wet, almost cumming at times.

These reactions and emotions aren’t from watching punishments being inflicted on someone else, but from wishing I were the person the punishments were being inflicted on. My mind was confused by all of this.

Sir, however, tells me it is okay to have such feelings, that I have such a high pain threshold, compared to most other people, that seeing such a level of punishment and pain is always likely to be erotic, sexy and a turn on to me.

The other, and probably the most important, thing I learned is that Sir loves me. Maybe not in the traditional way a couple do, but I now know that anyone crossing a line with me will likely be putting themselves in danger.

Firstly, the two men with broken legs, and now Derek and Susan, whose lives have been shattered. If I didn't know before, I definitely know now that I don't ever want to cross that line myself.

Then, towards the end of the week, Sir tells me that he has to go abroad on business and will be gone for a couple of weeks.

He says that whilst he would love to have me accompany him, it just isn't possible this time.

So he has spoken to Mistress Fiona, and she has agreed that she and Mistress Sabrina will stay here when he is away and that I should obey them just like I have him during this time.

“You should look on them as your Mistresses during this period, Evelyn, and they will look after your needs," Sir tells me.

“Yes, Sir, I will be a good little submissive and whore for Mistress Fiona and Sabrina and hope that I will make you proud of me during your absence," I proudly tell him.

“I'm already so proud of you, Evelyn," as he then hugs and kisses me.

Sir left on his business trip on Sunday afternoon. As he is ready to leave, we kiss, and I hold him tightly, not really wanting to let him go.

However, once he has left, I’m not alone for long as Mistress Fiona and Mistress Sabrina arrive about an hour later.

After they greet me, it is Mistress Sabrina who orders me to go change and put on a maid's dress, saying, “You will always be dressed this way whore, during our stay, unless either of us orders you otherwise."

I look at her, smile and reply, “Yes, Mistress, I understand," as I head to the bedroom to change.

I pick out my PVC maid’s dress, and after slipping off the short, floaty dress I am wearing, I put on the maid’s dress.

It matches well with the black seam stockings and black 5" high heel shoes that I am already wearing.

I then head back into the lounge, where Mistress Fiona and Sabrina are sitting on the settee chatting.

I give a curtsey to them both before Mistress Sabrina says, "That's better, now can you make both Fiona and me a coffee, Evelyn?"

"Yes, Mistress Sabrina," I say, and as I turn to walk away, I hear Mistress Fiona speak to Mistress Sabrina

“Good Sabrina, however, you said 'can you make' which suggests you are asking her if she will do it. Tell her, order her 'Go make, ' she suggests to her.

“I understand, thank you, Fiona." Mistress Sabrina replies. I smiled to myself at their chat about me.

As I carry the coffee tray over from the kitchen, they are both watching me, which, despite everything I've done, everything that has happened in my life, still makes me feel nervous but also excites me.

This excitement goes through my body straight to my nipples, which I feel harden and poke prominently through the PVC material of my maid's dress.

I lay the tray down and lift Mistress Fiona's cup and lay it on the table in front of her, “Thank you, sub," she says, surprising me slightly by calling me Sub rather than Whore.

Then, as I lift Mistress Sabrina's cup, my fingers slip, and  I spill coffee on the table.

“Come here, Sub." Mistress Sabrina orders me. I step over in front of her, “I'm sorry, Mistress Sabrina, I will clean it up." I say.

“Yes, you will, but first lie down over my knees, I won't tolerate such shoddy service from a sub." Mistress Sabrina scolds me now.

As I lie down, on my front over her lap, I feel her lift up the hem of my dress over my hips. My bare ass is now on view.

Suddenly, I feel her hand swat my ass as she delivers ten spanks to each cheek, making my body tingle. I can feel the heat from my ass now, but as always, my cunt shows how much I love punishment, love pain, as it becomes wetter with each swat.

Then, letting me get up off her knees, Mistress Sabrina tells me, “Now go clean up the mess, and don't give me any reason to have to punish you further during our stay here."

I smile to myself, a mischievous smile, thinking Mmm, I know that I will definitely need further punishment, as I head back to the kitchen area to find a cloth to clean up my mess, as Mistress Sabrina has called it.