As I laid on the bed, floating nicely on a soft web of the pain killers running through my system, two new male servants appeared in my rooms along with a tall, blonde haired woman who spoke very softly, “Lets have a look at you sweetie”.

With that she lifted my skirt up and with much ‘ummms and ahhhs’ very gently examined me. Then after pulling my skirt back down she gently helped me to role over and examined my back and ass. “Ah, princess, not as bad as I feared.” I could feel her soft latex gloved fingers gently continue her examination. Then she helped me lie on my back again and spoke to the two men. “Tell the Master, I’ll get her up on her feet…but she will be drowsy. I’m not sure she’ll be fully functioning.” With that she started to wrap my wrist up and get it ready for movement. “Sweetie, I’ll fix this properly now, but it is ever so important that you get to see the Master”. With that comment she shone a pen light in my eyes and then spoke very, very quietly on the phone in my room.

Nodding to the two men, they lifted me with ease and helped me back down the hallway to the dining room. To my horror I could see Rob still being ravished and taken by a large group of men and the big dog was also very much in attendance too. My breath caught in my throat and the men had to support me as I realised Cook, was now in the hands of Ms. Nora who was clearly enjoying her work. I tried to reach Cook but the men and woman easily prevented me. I felt sick knowing how much trouble I might have caused and was nearly sick over the floor.

With that, I was gently guided down to the basement and to my surprise came face to face with the Master. I started to drop to my knees but the blonde woman stopped me and nodded to the Master who nodded in return. Somewhat unsteadily, I managed to walk a little further and noticed Subs pulling on the fat balls of one man. Then there was much babbling from the man and glint of light.

I remember seeing the blood and hearing the man scream but I felt curiously detached as I also felt the blonde woman prick me with something sharp. Turning to the Master, she spoke calmly, “Yes, Sir, you’re right this drug will wear off quickly but she needs it to simply stand up. Personally, I doubt she even has much recollection of how Cook came to help her. I suspect she is also a bit concussed. She has taken a real beating.” I think the Master spoke about what might happen when the drugs wore off but to be honest, I couldn’t be sure. My brain was a little tired.

Giggling a little bit, I noticed a nurse carefully attending to the man’s wounds as the blonde woman bent down suddenly and revived the other male slave who had fainted. Once he was revived the sharp, sharp steel in Masters hand slashed again and again there was another spray of blood and a few more pieces of flesh in the steel bowl. The nurse again worked to fix the wound and again there was the smell of burnt flesh drifting from upstairs. I giggled a bit as the drugs worked, much to the amusement of the women in the audience who realised I was only coping with my pain thanks to the blonde female and without it I’d be screaming in agony.

I was most impressed by how steady Subs hand had been, despite how close the knife had been and the amount of blood. It was a very sharp knife and then it dawned very slowly on me that the men had been castrated and that the items in the big shiny steel bowl were their balls. I confess I giggled again as my fear of the Master reacted with the drugs I had been given. I was even more impressed with Subs now as she had held her nerve and made sure that the balls were cut cleanly by setting up a nice and good target for the Masters knife. As I giggled softly, the tall blonde woman spoke, “Ahh….I think Dido is finally getting what has happened. Excellent.” Some of the other women in the audience giggled and sniggered. One even muttered, “Hell , she is a stupid fucking bitch. I can’t believe her brain isn’t fried by the pain killers.” The tall blonde woman spoke up, “No ladies, the dosage has been calculated very, very carefully to keep her pain free but cause her brain no long term damage. Nor cause addiction.”

I could see the Master nod his approval as he tapped his knife on the steel table. Subs looked every inch the Masters helper and she looked like being a good helper at that. Vaguely I could still hear screaming from above but struggled to place it. As predicted by Master the careful dose of potent pain killers that he and the blonde woman had calculated kept my just aware but dimmed the pain by a huge amount.

The Master, rightly of course looked in complete control as always as I swayed and was guided and supported by the tall blonde woman.