I drive to the port area, where a part of the old docks has been remodeled to house some of the most fashionable stores and entertainment venues of the moment, as well as other lesser-known and hidden places like the one I'm heading to with Karla.
When I park in a reserved area of the venue, Karla and I get out of the car, but before we start walking, I open the trunk and hand her a long trench coat to cover up.
"We don't want anyone to see the gift prematurely;" I tell her, putting on a trench coat myself as well, taking a few seconds to let Karla watch me. I'm dressed in knee-high red boots, a mini-skirt below my thighs, and a top that leaves my belly exposed, all in shiny red latex.
"Do you like what you see?" I ask Karla closing the trench coat.
Karla goes to answer, but I walk over to her and stand behind her back, pushing her hair away from her neck, "There's still one thing missing before we go in;" I say placing a collar around her neck and closing it with a click.
It's not a leather collar like the one Karla's blonde submissive was wearing yesterday, it's a metal collar like Nadia's, like the one all of Caleb's slave girls wear.
I hook a leash to Karla's collar and tuck it inside the trench coat so no one can see it, heading to our destination like two normal girls. We arrive at a door and I enter a code Caleb has given me into the wall control, as I do so, I can't help but wonder after what I discovered this morning if Caleb might not also be the owner of this place.
We enter a wide hallway lit with artificial torches, though what immediately catches both mine and Karla's attention is that every few feet there is a young woman exposed in an archway in the wall in various poses, some are simply chained naked, others are impaled on metal dildos.
"I can have you placed in one of those arches;" I say to Karla, who shakes her head without taking her eyes off the exposed girls.
After almost two hundred yards we come to another door, with a counter next to it where two girls with their mouths gagged and dressed in strap-on harnesses are waiting to pick up our raincoats.
We hand over the trench coats and approach the door, a metal double door that begins to open as we stand in front of it with a creaking sound typical of a scary movie that is obviously artificial.
This is a part of the plan that I have left in Caleb's hands, and that excites me a lot, as soon as we enter all the people near the door turn to look at us, moment that I take the opportunity to grab Karla's leash and pull her, demonstrating who is in charge.
The place is set up so that you have to cross the entire main room to get to the bar, there are several doors on the sides, which probably give access to the reserved areas, and a red door right next to the bar guarded by two men in hoods with the phrase, 'Entrance to Purgatory' written on top.
'Purgatory' is the name of the place, and that door gives access to the VIP room, where all the women who enter are submissive, ready to please the men's desires.
At the bar I order two absinthes and offer one to Karla, I smile as I drink mine and discover that it has no alcohol in it, as I look at the waitresses, I am not surprised to discover that they are all Caleb's slave girls, except Gretchen who is the one who served us the shots.
We watch as several young women dance on small stages with a strip tease pole in the middle, they are all submissive as evidenced by the leash of each of them attached to the pole. A few minutes after we start watching, one of the stages becomes free, and I pull Karla close to it, securing the leash to the bar.
"Give us a good show;" I order her.
For the next five minutes, Karla delights us with one of the hottest and most erotic dances I can remember, I'm sure if I had ordered her to strip, she would have done it without hesitation. When I release her from the bar, her heaving breaths cause her tits to rise and fall on her chest, and her face is flushed from exertion and arousal.
"Very well-done slave girl;" I tell her as we reach the bar and I order two new shots. As I did the night before I drink them both and move over to Karla to kiss her on the mouth, although unlike with Nadia the kiss is drawn out and it doesn't take long for her mouth to open to make way for my tongue.
"I'm sure you got turned on knowing all the men and women were looking at you;" I say to Karla running my hand up the inside of her thighs, finding them wet and sticky.
"Which of all the men you've seen watching would you fuck right now;" I ask her.
Karla doesn't answer me just shakes her head slightly looking for someone, when she finds him, her body gives her away. I look at her choice and I'm not surprised, with her six feet tall, her naked torso full of muscles and glistening with oils, and fucking a slave girl tied in a pillory like she is doing, it's impossible for Vincent not to draw attention to himself.
"I can have you take that slave girl's place;" I whisper in her ear, while my hand is already reaching for her pussy inside her clothes. "The only problem is that once I place you in the pillory you can be fucked by any man on the premises, do you want me to?"
Karla just shakes her head, unable to speak and unable to stop watching as Vincent's body slams against the slave girl's body, who seems to be in a continuous orgasm.
I am thinking about masturbating Karla to orgasm, when I see Master Anderson coming towards us, whatever Caleb has prepared has been set in motion.
"Good evening, Lady Shadow;" he greets me giving me a kiss on the hand and using the Mistress name we have chosen. "Tonight, you have come with a very beautiful slave girl;" he adds grabbing Karla's face to turn it this way and that as if studying her.
"Good evening, Master Anderson;" I return the greeting. "You know I only choose the best."
"Seeing her at a glance, and after the dance she has delighted us with it seems so;" replies Master Anderson. "I just hope she knows how to suck cock better than the last slave girl you brought in;" he adds running his fingers across Karla's lips.
"You can check it out right now if you want;" I tell Master Anderson.
Karla looks at me surprised at my words, but seeing that I say nothing to rectify, she walks over to Master Anderson and kneels at his feet, freeing his cock from his pants.
As soon as I see how Karla takes Master Anderson's cock in her mouth, I realize that she has sucked many cocks, but always with the goal of making them cum as soon as possible, the goal of a good slave girl or a good submissive is to extend the pleasure of her Master to the maximum.
I place myself next to Karla and begin to give her instructions, the first of which is to take her hands behind her back, and soften her movements, with soft kisses and long licks. My instructions turn what would have been a two-minute blowjob into a six-plus minute fellatio in which Master Anderson is having to make an effort not to moan.
After that time, it also becomes apparent to me that despite the many cocks Karla has sucked, she has never deep throated, to remedy that, one of the times she inserts her cock half way in, I hold her head, not letting her pull out and pushing her forward, not stopping until her lips touch Master Anderson's pubis.
My idea was to keep Karla longer with Master Anderson's cock lodged in her throat, but seeing the man's face I realize he is about to cum, I release Karla's head while whispering something in her ear.
Master Anderson cums with a loud grunt and Karla swallows all of his cum. When it's all over I help her up. "Give your Master a thank you kiss;" I command.
Karla brings her lips close to Master Anderson's, who as expected grabs her around the waist to pull her to him and kiss her in a controlling way. Master Anderson's mouth opens over Karla's, trying to force his tongue between her lips, Karla opens her mouth to give way, and just then Master Anderson's expression changes and he pushes her away from him.
"You slut!" he yells at Karla, spitting something on the floor. "You tried to make me swallow my own cum;" he adds raising his hand to smack her.
"That was for saying my slave girls don't know how to suck cock;" I say placing myself in front of Karla. "Now hit me if you dare."
Master Anderson lowers his hand and smiles, "I apologize Lady Shadow, I should not have made that comment, nor reacted like that;" he says kissing my hand again to say goodbye, but looking at me in a way that scares me.
From the beginning of this plan, I have had no doubt that I was going to have to thank Caleb for his help by participating in one of his games, now I am sure of it, and also that Vincent and the Masters are going to get their token of appreciation.
Master Anderson meets Vincent and they both enter the VIP room; Karla looks at them and then looks at me.
"It's not time to go in there yet;" I tell her grabbing the leash to go.
As we leave, we walk past a scene where an attractive short haired brunette is tied to a St. Andrew's cross, with two men fondling her naked body, while a woman dressed in a black latex catsuit is beating her with a riding crop.
The bound young woman is struggling against the restraints trying to avoid the caresses of the two men, tears are streaming down her cheeks and the expression on her face is one of terror. I stop to listen and see if what I think is true.
"This is not what we agreed;" says the young woman. "We said no men, I have said the safe word several times and you have not heeded, Please stop!" pleads the young woman.
"Put a gag on her, I don't want to hear it anymore;" the woman orders one of the two men.