Chapter 24: Day of Freedom

My next client is a woman called Steph. She’s a fan of blindfolds, gags and metal restraints. My inability to see reduces the pleasure I gain, but that doesn’t stop me for achieving an orgasm each time she rams her rubber cock into my cunt or arse. It’s a different experience from my time with Zorro, but I’m okay with that.

By now, Cassie, Sofia, Liesl and Fidel are like old friends. We only get to talk to each other over our evening meal, but I feel I know each of them fairly well. As permanent residents here, they spend their days doing real work, although their earnings are paid to Mistress Claudia. We all receive a salary from our respective mistress, and only our winnings from the Dominas-Kongress competitions are ours to keep as a bonus. Fidel works in a factory, Liesl and Sofia in a local supermarket, and Cassie at a local garage. That they voluntarily return to the Cavernas del Diablo at the end of their shift underscores how dedicated they are to the DK lifestyle.

Grace and Charity are still with us. Despite their earlier concerns and complaints, they seem happy with the experience doled out to them. Of course they are set free after breakfast each morning, so their return here in time for the evening meal suggests they aren’t as horrified at the regime as they initially claimed.

The next morning, Cassie and I are the last to be taken from the dormitory. We are given our breakfast tray, which we take to a small chamber I’ve not visited before. Señorita Maria leaves us while we eat our meal. When she returns, I discover she is carrying Cassie’s and my own clothes and my shoulder bag.

“Change into your own clothes,” says Señorita Maria. “Be ready to leave in five minutes.”

Totally bewildered by what is happening, I simply do as I’m told. My clothes have been freshly laundered and a small tear in my blouse repaired. I check my bag. My passport, wallet, phone and personal items are all there. I check my phone, but there’s no network signal in these caverns. I notice, however, that the battery has been recharged.

Still chained to the overhead rail, Cassie and I are taken along a passage to a large room. This room has a window to the outside, and I see daylight for the first time since leaving the airport. Señorita Maria has us get into the rear of the same van in which I arrived, swapping our chains for two shorter ones in the van. In effect, the process used when I arrived here is reversed. We set off in the van almost immediately. Cassie seems unperturbed by all this, so I assume this is how she leaves for work each morning. As much as I want to ask questions, I follow Cassie’s lead and remain silent.

After a short ride the van stops and we are told to disembark. We are in a quiet yard at the back of some small buildings. Señorita Maria unlocks our collars and suddenly I’m free of any restraint. Despite wearing street clothes and shoes, I feel practically naked without my collar.

“Return here at five o’clock and someone will collect you,” says Señorita Maria. “Enjoy your day off.”

I’m dumbfounded. I know my contract with Mistress Matilda entitles me to two days a week of ‘normality’, but I assumed that wouldn’t apply during my ‘holiday’. Particularly after being virtually kidnapped and imprisoned in Mistress Claudia’s pseudo-dungeon. This must be a trick.

“Come on, Laura,” says Cassie, tucking her arm under mine. “Let’s hit the beach. There’s a good one a twenty minute walk from here.”

“I’ve only the clothes I’m wearing with me,” I reply, toying with the idea of calling Mistress Matilda or my sister, Rose now that I have my phone.

My mind is slowly catching up with this unexpected turn of events. I realise that I could easily leave the island during the eight hours I’ve been given freedom. A taxi to the airport and a flight back to England ... or anywhere ... is all achievable in the time available. But is it a trick? Are my clothes tagged with a tracking device ... or my phone bugged to monitor my actions. Am I really free, or is this all an illusion?