My pet is freeing herself.

After cleaning and packing away the dildos in their carrying cases I lowered Cassie to the floor and removed the chains from her ankle cuffs. Her latex hood, straitjacket and spreader bar I left in place. My dungeon was a converted wine cellar beneath my mansion and the only point of entry or egress was the heavy door which was very securely padlocked. I left Cassie to contemplate what had befallen her and strolled naked through domain.

With all the excitement of the abduction I hadn't slept or eaten at all last night and was feeling fatigued. I went straight to my bedchamber and retrieved the pager from my bedside table. I paged my maid and waited for her to arrive. She knocked at the door politely within seconds and I gave her leave to enter.

"You rang mistress?" She enquired.

I turned to face her and was satisfied to see her kneeling subserviently just inside the threshold of my boudoir. She was dressed in the traditional maid's uniform with black dress and dark stockings with a cute little white cap. She looked up at me hopefully with bright dark eyes.

"Yes." I answered. "I have a new pet downstairs."

She nodded understanding. Her service to me had begun in the same fashion. She had been my first abduction, a runaway living on streets and hustling for survival. After I had broken her to my will she had wept when I attempted to release her and begged to remain with me. The arrangement was mutually beneficial, I no longer had to keep my hobby secret and she lived in relative luxury.

"Run my bath." I commanded. "After I have bathed I require six hours sleep. Then I shall breakfast. I wish you to observe my guest whilst I sleep. She is a feisty one, don't attempt to intervene yourself."

My maid nodded and I rewarded her by paging her once more. The pager activated a vibrating clitoral stimulator and her face lit up as she felt it's action on her sensitive nubbin. Bobbing her thanks she scurried into the adjoining bathroom to prepare my bath with the delicious tingle continuing between her thighs. I relaxed in my bath, letting the theraputic soaps refresh me and allowed my maid to wash me herself. Afterwards her skilled hands massaged my weary muscles as I lay on the satin sheets of my bed. Feeling pleased with her service I brought her to orgasm twice with my tongue before slapping her pert little ass and dismissing her.

Six hours later to the second I was awoken with breakfast on a silver tray.

"How is my new pet?" I asked as I ate.

"Restless mistress." My maid replied from her kneeling position beside my bed. "She was able to break the spreader bar while you slept and is attempting to cut through the straps on her jacket by rubbing them against a table edge."

"Splendid,such determination." I smiled at this news. "Let me see."

My maid turned on the flatscreen in my bedroom and switched to the channel that showed the cctv in my dungeon. Cassie had backed herself against a table and was desperately twisting her body to rub the straps behind her back against the edge. It looked as though she had been at the task some time and the straps were visibly fraying. I took my time with my breakfast, deciding to allow Cassie the brief victory of freeing herself.

With her antics monitored on the cctv I was able to time my entry into the dungeon. Cassie had just removed the straitjacket and discovered that the zipper to her thick hood was padlocked shut. She groped sightlessly around on the table, feeling my toys and searching for anything that could be used to remove the hood. I entered and closed the door noisily, her head darted round to face the sound. Silently I slipped barefoot across the room.