We all sit having breakfast, both Melv and Beth telling me that they hope Sir will allow them to have control over me again sometime, as they have loved seeing me be such a wonderful whore for them. Also, the Dungeon Master at the club so wants them to bring me back, as he said, to really push my pain barrier next time.

As we finish breakfast, there is a knock at the door. Melv goes to answer.

“Hello,” he says. “We were just talking about you."

I see my Sir enter the room. I jump up, run over to him, and throw my arms around his neck, giving him a long, passionate kiss.

“Well, someone is definitely glad to see me, and I'm glad to see she is,” Sir says with a lovely smile on his face.

He sits down at the table with Melv and Beth and gestures for me to kneel beside him.

I happily comply and kneel at his side, resting my head on his thigh, as they speak about me.

“I hope Evelyn was a good little whore for you both?” Sir asks them.

Both Melv and Beth say almost as one, “Oh, she is definitely one of the most insatiable whores we've ever met, and we would definitely love to borrow her again sometime if that's okay with you?”

I look up into his eyes and reply, “Oh yes, Sir, I’d happily agree if you want to loan me out for the night again to Master Melv and Mistress Beth. They are both so wonderful.”

They then begin to tell Sir all about our night's activities.  I can feel my body react as we all recall everything that has happened to me. My nipples harden, and my cunt becomes moist, as they tell him the details of the night's events.

“Mmm, Evelyn, it does seem that you were such a busy little whore last night, doesn't it?” he says, looking at me with a smile on his face.

However, his voice turns more stern as he looks at the room now. “But you have made such a mess on the couch, and that will need to be paid for, won't it?”

“Yes, Sir, I’m so sorry I couldn't stop the spunk flowing from me,” I say with my head slightly bowed in shame.

“Well, I think you will have to be punished for that Slut, don't you?”

Melv and Beth nod in agreement, with smirks on their faces.

As I am still only in panties, I am told to bend over the table with my ass in the air.

Mistress Beth then pulls my panties down, exposing my ass completely, which is still covered in marks from the whipping I’d taken in the dungeon last night.

“Ohhh, such a lovely sight. I hope you're proud of the bruises on your ass, slut?” Sir asks me.

“Yes, Sir, I definitely am proud of my markings, and I never used my safe word,” I tell him proudly.

“That’s wonderful to hear, and you should be proud, my slut. However, due to the mess on the couch, we do intend to add to them now,” he tells me.

He walks around to the bag lying on a table within my view, and I watch as he pulls out a flogger, a whip and a cane. I know I am going to be severely punished now.

“Don't look back, Slut.” Sir moves behind me, and my mind now assumes that Sir, Melv and Beth will administer my punishment, each with a different implement.

I moan as I feel the flogger swat over my ass; the welts and bruises from last night flare up again, quickly making me feel pain immediately.

“I think 10 of each,” I hear Sir say to the others, as the flogger rains down on my ass another 9 times. Each swat makes me wince more than the previous one with the pain.

Then I feel a soft hand and fingers trace slowly over my sore ass, soothing me, followed by soft kisses to the affected area. I know from the touch and kisses that Beth is the one administering the soothing touches.

As the soothing touches leave me, my ass is definitely tingling and quivering again now, when I suddenly feel the whip snap against my ass cheeks.

“Oh God, oh fuck,” I shout out, as tears begin to well up in my eyes, as the 10 blows are made in quick succession.

After the 10, I once more feel the soft, tender touches and kisses on my burning ass cheeks from Beth. I know, however, I still have 10 strokes of the cane to come.

Beth slips her fingers down and along my cunt lips. “God, you're enjoying this, Evelyn; you're so wet. You're just such an insatiable whore, whether it's pain or pleasure, it doesn’t seem to matter to you, Evelyn, does it?" she asks me.

“Yes, Mistress Beth, Sir has shown me what an insatiable whore I am, and no, it doesn't matter; both pain and pleasure seem to excite me. I can’t help it,” I manage to say between the tingles and the quivers going through my body.

“Ten to go, whore. Are you ready?” Sir asks me.

“Yes, Sir, I’m ready. I know I deserve to be punished for the mess I made on the couch,” I respond, bracing myself for what is still to come.

“Good slut,” he says just before I hear the swish of the cane. Then the cane hit my ass, making me scream out so loudly with every swat.

My body is going into spasms with each caning until after the fifth; my body tenses so much with a huge spasm before I cum, squirting juices from my cunt.

I can see Beth watching me with a look of awe on her face, it seems.

As the tenth swat is made, tears, both of pleasure from cumming and of the pain, are streaming down my face.

Again, I feel that soothing sensation as someone blows cool air from their lips over my ass. However, I still feel such a burning sensation from my ass.

Then I feel Beth’s fingers and lips try to soothe my now sore, puffy and surely again very bruised ass.

Sir speaks, “Now, slut, go to the bag and take out the clothes I have brought for you to wear as I take you home.”

I stand up from the table, but find that as I walk, the movements cause my ass to feel even more pain, as my ass cheeks rub together.

I take the clothes from the bag and start to get dressed.

I put on the 6-strap leather suspender belt. I then slide on the black, back-seam stockings and clip the lace tops to the suspender belt. The suspender straps at the back are tight over my bruised and marked ass, making me wince once again.

Then a black shelf bra, which manages to offer my breasts some support, but makes them pert enough for my hard, sensitive nipples to stick straight outwards.

Next is the sheer red blouse, which does nothing to hide my breasts and shows my nipples sticking out over the top of the bra.

The skirt is a very short PVC one, which only barely covers my ass. The PVC material against my bruised ass is cooling at first, but as soon as I walk, the material rubs against my bruises and welts, proving to be uncomfortable and painful at times.

I slip my 5" red open-toed high heel shoes onto my feet, doing up the buckles around my ankles.

“I’m ready, Sir,” I tell him as I stand before the three people who have punished me so wonderfully just minutes before.

Both Melv and Beth give me long, hard, deep kisses, saying their goodbyes and thank yous, before I enter the Penthouse lift with Sir, which will take us back to reception.

As the lift doors open, we walk along the short corridor and into the reception area. It is now fairly busy. A group of smartly dressed men are in the reception area waiting for a bus to take them to a conference. I can tell all their eyes are on me as we approach the reception, which Rob, the manager, is manning tonight.

“Good morning, Rob,” Sir says. “I’d like to pay the bill for the Penthouse suite. The couple using it are still there and will drop off the key when they leave, if that is okay.”

“Good Morning, Sir,” Rob says. “Yes, of course, that's okay. I hope everything was satisfactory for you, and that our staff met all your requirements,” he says, looking at me and smiling.

“Oh, definitely satisfactory, Rob, and I’d like to nominate a member of your staff, Evelyn, who went above and beyond her call of duty last night,” Sir says with a slight giggle, making me blush.

“I'm glad to hear that, Sir. Evelyn is definitely one of our best employees, and she will be so in demand in future for the service she provides to our guests, I'm sure,” Rob says, talking to Sir as though I am not present.

“Well, I'm sure many of your guests will enjoy her services as much as those who did last night, Rob,” Sir says.

“Thank you, Sir. I will be sure to discuss your comments with Evelyn when she returns to work tomorrow,” Rob advises Sir, even though I am standing right there beside Sir.

However, it is then that the penny drops and I realise from their comments that they intend to prostitute me out to other guests in future.

Just as we are about to leave, Sir stops and speaks to Rob. He hands him some money. “Oh, Rob, this should cover any costs of cleaning the couch in the Penthouse; someone made a mess on it,” he smirks, looking directly at me. My cheeks are now as red as parts of my ass.

Sir then leads me through the crowd of men who are all openly staring at my exposed breasts under the sheer blouse.

Once we pass through them all, I feel Sir's hand on the hem of my skirt at the back. He lifts it, fully exposing my bare, bruised ass and suspender straps to them all.

I can hear the gasps from the group, which make me smile to myself, and as seems normal for me now, I feel my cunt getting wet at being exposed in this way.

As I get into the passenger seat of the car, I sit on the seat facing the men, parting my legs to show my bare cunt to them all, then slowly slide my legs into the car, causing my skirt to ride up my thighs, exposing my stocking tops.

However, I wince in pain as my bruised and welted ass presses against the leather fabric of the car seat.

Once the door closes, we begin the journey home to my husband.

As we drive into the driveway, I can see Dave looking out of the window.

Sir gets out and comes around to open my door. I assume he parked this way, ensuring the passenger door faces out onto the street.

As I get out, one of the younger neighbours, a couple in their late twenties, pass by. Both say hello, then I see them look back smiling, as they see how I am dressed and that it isn't my husband opening the door to let me out.

The front door opens, and Dave stands there, open-mouthed. The couple shout back, “Hey Dave, you okay?"

Dave stammers a reply, “Y-y-yes, I'm okay, thanks.” The couple giggle as they head off down the street.

As I reach the front door, Dave looks at me. “Oh fuck, Evelyn, look at you. What will the neighbours think?”

It is Sir who replies, “Dave, they will see Evelyn for what she is, a beautiful, sexy, horny whore.” He's laughing as he says it, making Dave cringe slightly at hearing Sir describe me like that, not just in public, but in earshot of any other neighbours who might hear.

The wind is blowing up under my short PVC skirt. I can feel the draught flow up and over my bruised ass and my bare cunt, which is pleasant and slightly soothing given that my ass is definitely tingling still, as it has been rubbing on the leather seat of the car the whole journey home.

Sir closes the door behind him as we all head through into my living room. Dave and I take a seat, waiting for Sir to come through.

Once he enters, Sir speaks to me first. “Evelyn, stand up.” I do so immediately as ordered.

“Bend over and lift the back of your skirt.” Again, I do as Sir asks, and bend at the waist. My hands lift the hem of my short skirt at the back up over my hips.

“Dave, come over here. Evelyn was such a naughty whore last night; look at her ass.”

Dave looks and inspects the marks and bruises on my ass.

“She will need tender care over the next couple of days, Dave. I will need you to rub cream over her ass for me to make sure the welts and bruises heal properly. Do you understand, Dave?”

“Yes, Sir, I will look after her for you and do everything you wish,” Dave replies, looking a little shocked at how badly my ass is marked and bruised.

“What happened to Evelyn, Sir?” Dave queries now.

“Ohh, I will leave Evelyn to tell you all the details of her adventures last night. I’m sure she will describe in detail what a good little whore she has been, especially if you soothe that tender, sexy ass of hers as I've asked." He laughs as he says this.

“Slut, I know your cunt will still also be a bit tender and sore after all that cock last night.”

Dave's eyes go wide, hearing that.

“So perhaps you can just suck Dave's cock tonight, as I'm sure he missed you so much in bed last night, and he deserves this treat for being a good patient, obedient cuck husband.”

Sir takes my head in his hands and presses his lips to mine, giving me a long, passionate kiss. Dave stands watching on.

As Sir breaks the kiss, he looks at me. “Now stay dressed as you are for the rest of the day, slut. I will contact you in a couple of days to see how you are.”

He then leaves the house, closing the front door behind him.

Dave looks at me, wondering what has happened to the sweet, innocent little wife he had only 3 or 4 months ago.

I open my bag and take out the money I was paid for my services last night, placing almost £1000 on the table.

“What’s this? Where did that come from, Evelyn?” Dave asks. His tone is one of shock and surprise, with a puzzled facial expression.

“Dave, I hope you won't be mad, but last night I was a whore for a few hotel guests, who paid for my services,” I say fairly quietly, unsure of how Dave will react to finding out his wife had been prostituted out to others.

“How much is there?” he asks.

“£950”, I say quickly.

“How much?? How many times were you prostituted out to earn that amount?” he asks, his voice slightly raised, and I can see he is struggling to take this all in.

“Two guests, just,” I say.

“Jesus fuck, Evelyn, almost £1000 from just two guests!!” His face now shows complete surprise and astonishment. “It takes me a month to earn that," he adds.

However, looking down, I can see that he is also a bit turned on, as this is affecting his cock, which is getting hard in his trousers.

“Dave, let’s go upstairs, and you can soothe my sore ass with cream, and then I will tell you in detail about everything that happened to me last night, as I can see it's turning you on already.” I giggle to him.

Dave takes my hand, and we head upstairs to our bedroom to continue our talk.

I undress and lie down naked on my front on the bed.

Dave is startled slightly to see my marked and bruised ass up close like this. However, he starts to apply the cream, which makes me quiver at first as it feels so cold, but it is cooling on my ass, which is still hot, tingly and definitely bruised.

“Mmm, darling, that definitely feels so soothing,” I say as my husband begins to gently run his hands over my sore ass cheeks, spreading the cream all over the welts and bruises.

“Well, so what happened last night?” he asks me as he does so.

I begin to relate to Dave everything that happened to me last night. I started with how I was made to dress and had to walk through the hotel like that to the guests' rooms. Then, I told him what I did with the guests and how the first one surprised me with payment for my services. Only then did I realise I was being not only a slut and whore but also made to feel like a prostitute, being paid for sex.

I see as I turn my head that this is having more of an effect on my husband's cock, which looks as hard as I’ve seen it for so long.

Once he finishes soothing my ass, I have him lie down on the bed naked so that I can take his cock in my hands as I then continue to tell him about Master Melv and Mistress Beth and what they had me do at the club.

How I'd been fucked by them both first, then taken to the glory hole room, then used in the Dungeon by the Dungeon Master and others and finally severely gangbanged in the porn cinema room.

It seems that is too much for Dave as, whilst I am wanking his cock, telling him everything, I feel his cock throb as he cums in my hand.

His cum dribbles from the tip of his cock, down over my fingers.

I lick my fingers in my mouth, tasting his cum (not as much cum as I’ve become accustomed to now), but I still love the taste of my husband's cum.

I then lean over and take his cock in my mouth, and I lick and suck the rest of his cum from his cock fully.

We then cuddle up under the duvet and fall asleep together.