Eva's perspective:

Eyes on the ground, I hold my breath, trying to take everything in. Alexander found out about my weekend with Bryan. He could have bullied me and played with me as much as he wanted. Instead, he decided to sign a divorce and let me be free. Well, I'll be free after spending a week at Sylvia's company, and I assume the man is her husband.

"You were right, darling, she is cute," says the man.

"I told you she was worth it, Derek."

Derek is having fun walking around me. Strangely enough, I'm more afraid of Sylvia than of him. It's probably because I know what she's capable of.

"My wife had the opportunity to play with you at my club a few weeks ago. She liked it so much that she wanted to repeat the experience. Since I've been told you're a rookie, I thought a proper training session would be in order. So, I'm going to spend the next 7 days turning you into a good little submissive. After that, you'll be free to leave, choose another master, or... who knows, maybe you'll want to stay with us."

"Don't get ahead of yourself," snaps Sylvia. "Why don't you start with an inspection first."

Derek approves the idea and orders me to get into position. I look up at him, confused. Sylvia's satisfied smile catches my eye. Still perched on her armchair in the corner of the room, she's enjoying the show.

"Why don't you obey, slut? Hasn't anyone taught you the basic positions?"

"No, sir. I'm sorry," I reply humbly, aware I'm risking punishment. My ass is already sore from Alexander's spanking, and I'd like to avoid any more pain tonight.

Against all odds, Derek's voice softens, stating that we have to start somewhere.

"Come on, I'll show you. Stand up," he says.

I stand up quickly, delighted to bring some relief to my knees.

"Tonight, I'm going to teach you 15 positions. You'll have to learn them by name and execute them as soon as Sylvia or I order you to. Let's start with the inspection position. Stand up straight. Watch your posture. Spread your legs. Hands on your head. Chest out. There you go."

The position lives up to its name. I've rarely felt so exposed, and my new owner takes the opportunity to osculate me.

"Nice tits," he says to his wife just before pinching my nipples. I try hard not to wince, but as my nipples are extremely sensitive, Derek quickly notices my discomfort.

"Oh, we're going to have a lot of fun roughing up those little titties," he adds, in a cruel voice.

Abandoning my nipples, he continues his exploration down to my crotch. I'm mortified when he shouts out how wet I am.

I try to squeeze my thighs together, but Derek stops me by pinching right where it hurts. I have no choice but to hold the position to avoid further pain. His expert fingers find my slit and work their way inside me. Index, middle, and ring fingers, gliding back and forth in a series of glorious strokes, adding to my agony. I look down and try to control my breathing, but if he keeps this up, I won't be able to hold back my orgasm. I'm still too sensitive after the little game my ex-husband put me through. I'm sure Sylvia is enjoying watching me right now.

"She loves having her cunt wanked, that's for sure. Let's see what happens on this end."

Derek withdraws his fingers from my pussy and now approaches my anus. My buttocks twitch, but nothing's going to stop him.

"You've been taken this way before, haven't you, slut?"

"Yes, sir, I have."

"And do you like being sodomized?" he asks as his fingers penetrate this most intimate part of my anatomy,

"Yes," I confess in a small voice.

"Then say it, say it loud, slut."

"I like to be sodomized, sir."

"Good girl! Now, let's move on to the next position."

The next hour is like a physical and mental exercise, with Derek forcing me to perform the 15 basic positions over and over again under Sylvia's amused gaze. The bitch still hasn't moved from her seat, but she's having a blast watching me, rubbing her clit as I perform poses that make me more vulnerable than ever. We've now come to the final test. Derek will order a position and I'll have to execute it to perfection. I'll be punished for every mistake.

"Floor"

This one's easy: I lie face down on the floor.

"Wait."

This time, I stand up in a similar position to the inspection, but with my hands behind my back.

"Humble"

I return to the floor, on my knees, ass up, forehead to the floor, in a position that resembles the child's pose in yoga. Of course, I've rarely practiced yoga completely naked. Derek continues to test me, and I suspect he's purposely chaining standing and floor poses together to keep me working hard. By the end of the experience, I'm out of breath.

"Not bad for a first timer, what do you think, darling?" asks Derek of his wife.

"I noticed three mistakes. She reversed the Nadu and Collar me positions, table, and stool, then her last inspection poses lacked tonus. That's three punishments the slut deserves."

I did my best and I'm disappointed not to have a better score. I think it's especially unfair that Sylvia counts the last one as a mistake. I'd love to see her after such an exercise. Of course, I can't say anything and will have to accept my punishment.

Derek lets out a laugh as he slaps my sore buttocks.

"Well, Sylvia's not feeling too charitable. Poor little bitch, she'll make your life miserable. But why don't we save the punishments for tomorrow, darling? I think the bitch has had enough for tonight and I could really use a good time, couldn't you?"

"You're right, bring her over here. I'm dying to know what she's like with her tongue."

I glance at Derek, and with a simple look, he lets me know I'd better not keep his lady waiting. Still, in my inspection position, I drop to my knees and literally crawl to Sylvia's feet. The couple laugh and the mistress points out that at least I understand where I belong.

"Lick me good, doggy."

That's the only instruction I get as Sylvia spreads her thighs to offer me her damp, swollen pussy. I've never done anything like this. With another woman, I mean. However, I realize I won't be allowed to make a mistake. So, I dive in headfirst and try to apply what I like. First, I tease the little button before kissing her pussy and thrusting my tongue deep into her slit.

"You look like you're enjoying yourself," Sylvia teases, but her voice betrays her excitement.

I must admit it makes me proud. The bitch is on the verge of orgasm and I want to be the one to tip her over the edge.

While all my attention was directed at Sylvia's pleasure, I hadn’t seen that Derek moved closer to his wife. In between licks, I notice that he's taken off his shirt and pulled his erection out of his pants to get a wank. When I finally bring Sylvia to climax, I realize that my work is not done. Derek brings his cock up to my mouth and I take it hungrily. I admit there's nothing better than having a big cock in my mouth. As Derek urges me to deep-throat him, I feel Sylvia's presence behind me.

"So, we like to be taken through the back door, do we?" Sylvia asks as her fingers slip between my buttocks.

I should be terrified, but instead, I feel the excitement rising in my belly. I'm already on edge, they've got me pretty worked up, these two. I spread my thighs to give unrestricted access to my mistress. The woman laughs out loud.

"She was just waiting for this, poor thing," she says.

As for Derek, he's still busy fucking my mouth. I'm dripping saliva all over my tits. I must be putting on quite a show. And just as I'm thinking that, I feel something digging into my ass. Fuck, that's a big cock. I don't have to turn around to know that Sylvia is sodomizing me with a strap-on.

"Come on, bitch, show us what you can do!" orders the woman, grabbing my hair.

With this simple gesture, she makes it impossible to control the blowjob I was giving her husband. But Derek doesn't mind, as he continues to come and go without a hitch. Both of them are making me feel like a depraved slut, and I'm loving it. I would love to touch my pussy, but I suspect it's forbidden, and just to try would earn me a solid punishment. Anyway, I can feel the orgasm building inside me. Am I allowed to cum? I start to panic, knowing I won't be able to control myself. At the same time, Derek shoots his cum down my throat, forcing me to swallow it all. Behind me, Sylvia continues to pound my ass and finishes pushing me to heaven.

"Oh yes!" I whimper as the pleasure shows no signs of fading.

When the storm settles, Sylvia pulls out, and I fall to the floor, exhausted.

"What do they say?" the woman asks, next to my face.

"Thank you, Miss! Thank you for sodomizing me and making me come."

"And? asks Derek

"Thank you, Sir, for allowing me to suck your cock and for rewarding me with your cum."

Derek looks at his wife and asks if she thinks she'll get anything out of me.

"She's going to need good training and some punishment, but I think we'll make her a good little submissive whore. I've rarely seen anyone get such a kick out of having their ass fucked."

Derek kisses his wife and tells her it's time for bed. The couple prepares to go upstairs and Sylvia tells me I'll be sleeping here, on the floor.

"And don't you dare touch yourself! Unless you want to spend the next night in the doghouse, with your hands tied,   she laughs before closing the lights and heading for the bedroom.

I don't know if she was serious, but I'd rather not find out. Lying on the cold floor, I try to put my thoughts in order. Bryan, Alexander, the divorce, and now Derek and Sylvia. A normal girl would be panicking. She'd be thinking about the failure of her marriage and all that it implies. So why is it that all I feel is enormous excitement at the idea of getting real submissive training? And who knows, maybe I'll even get to see Bryan again...