I meet my friends Gea and Cleo in a large dungeon where we can have fun each with a dedicated slave. Three victims for three Mistresses await us tied face to the wall in three corners of the room, one tied to the wheel, one to the X cross and one stuck in a pillory. Meanwhile, we arm ourselves with whips and begin to rage on their backs: it sounds like a concert made of whip snaps, screams and moans. We allow them only a few very short breaks to switch slave and to touch the warmth of their reddened backs with our hands: in the end we free them only so that they can kiss our feet.