Author's Note: This is my second attempt - now with a serial. Comments are welcome. As english is not my mother tongue, also comments on grammar, writing etc.

Part two will follow as soon as possible.


Part 1

Anita stood in front of the large, black, latex-covered four-poster-bed and smiled. It was an evil, almost devilish smile as she watched her victim squirming in agony on the latex-covered mattress.

Karla, the "lady of the house", was a 45 year old blonde, almost two meters in height, not really slim and with some endless legs and rather large, double D breast - and at the moment, she laid there in front of Anita, completely stretched out in an extreme spread eagle position, with white, crotch - high ballet boots at her feet and legs, a far too tight metal chastity belt around her waist, a white latex corset (which was presumably also far too tight, as Anita had put enormous effort in lacing it up as hard as she could - and a bit more) around her torso, a cruel rope harness around her large breast, clover-clamps at her nipples and a white latex hood (also being tightly laced up), which only had two holes for the nostrils to provide the possibility to breathe, at her head. To be precise, the hood also had two eyeholes and a zipper for the mouth, however, at the moment, the zipper was securely shut and the eyeholes were covered with eye-patches, which were held in place by press fasteners.

Moreover, Anita had added some devices that weren't visible for anyone who would see Karla now - but she knew that underneath the hood there was large pink ball gag (a really huge one, it had taken her several attempts to force it into Karla's mouth) being held in position by a leather harness - and the chastity belt held two large vibrators in place. It were the two largest vibrators she could get hold of and the first one almost perfectly fitted Karla's cunt - and therefore she had forced it up her asshole - right before she had gagged her, as she wanted to hear Karla's screams of agony and pain when her rectum was stretched far more than she had ever imagined it could have been. The second vibrator then was ridiculously easy to stuff into Karla's cunt - so Anita had decided to also add some alligator clamps to Karla's clit and labia before she had locked the chastity belt in place. The belt itself was once designed for herself - and as she normally wore size 6 or 8 rather than size 12 (which was Karla's size), even the belt itself inflicted an enormous amount of pain on the huge blonde - and the humming vibrators and clamps added their part.

It was 7pm now - meaning that it was about 4 hours ago since Anita had left Karla that way. She imagined that the vibrators, the pain from clamps and bondage and the sensory deprivation must have literarily driven her crazy. Karla's whole body (at least the visible part) was covered in sweat and between her legs was a small lake of her liquids (it also seemed as if she had urinated...well, Anita liked the idea of Karla licking up her own juices, but that would be something for later, they were up for a long night...). The spread-eagle position and the ballet boots surely caused cramps - and hopefully, Karla's ass and pussy were almost sore from the constant penetration.

Once again, Anita smiled...


6 hours earlier...

Karla just had arrived home from a disappointing shopping trip. She had gone downtown to look for a pair of new high heels or two - and maybe to have lunch with her best friend Tanja. However, when going downtown, her car had broken down; the mechanic had needed almost an hour to show up, her favourite shoe store was closed down for renovation, Tanja didn't show up for lunch and it took her almost another hour to get a cab and return home. Since that little bitch Anita had ran away, things didn't turn out very well...

Karla dropped her keys at the kitchen table and thought of Aniat, the little Latina that she and her husband had, well, "adopted" some two years ago. They had found her near a lonesome highway close to the Mexican border - frightened, frozen stiff and with nothing with her than the clothes she wore. Unsure what to do, her husband Thomas had asked her to get into the car - what she did, maybe just because she did not know what else to do. She had told them that she was a member of a much larger group, however, the U.S. Border Patrol had taken hold of most of the members of them and only she and two other friends had been able to escape. However, during the night she had lost contact with the other two girls and now she was on her own - with literarily nowhere to go - as she could not go back on the one hand side - and did not know anyone in the U.S. on the other hand side. They had then taken her home, letting her use their bathroom, cooking her some food and giving her a place to sleep.

After she had finally fallen asleep, Karla and her husband had discussed what to do. Thomas had proposed to take her to the local police office in the morning anyway but Karla came up with a different idea... She and her husband were into a lot of kinky stuff - especially BDSM. They had a wide variety of related clothing for both of them, as well as bondage gear, whips, clamps, gags, dildos, vibrators...and so on. They even had a large room in their cellar which they called the "dungeon" - with a large four poster bed, cage, St. Andrews cross, chains, pillory and much more. Most of the time she served her husband as a slave girl - but being really honest, she also was ready to take a dominant part (and she sometimes did - however, this was only the case when Thomas invited one of the young hookers to her house). Why shouldn't they just keep this young Latina and make her their maid - and slave?

Thomas was really annoyed when she came up with her idea - but after she had pointed out that this girl would probably not be missed by anyone - and that she also could not go to the police (and if she did, no one would believe her, she would just be sent back to Mexico) she had realised that there was really a chance to persuade him. Two and a half bottles of wine later, they had decided that they now had a new slave. This idea had made Karla so horny that she immediately had asked Thomas to fuck her brain out of her - and he did, at least a bit... He had made her undress herself, let her put on lockable ballet boots and had ordered her to the "dungeon". There, he had tied her to the pillory, had taken a cat-o-nine and had first beaten - not fucked - her brains out. Then, when her butt was red all over and was also bleeding at some parts, he had fucked her, hard, cunt, ass, cunt - until he came with an enormous orgasm - and right before she came! Then he had gagged her with a ball - and muzzle gag, ignoring her pleads to please make her come as well, blindfolded her - and had whipped her ass again. She had screamed and begged for mercy into her gag (and meant it) but he was not yet finished - as finally he had given her 10 strokes with the bull whip, making her ass a bloody mess. His final act had been installing their "fucking machine" (an enormous dildo being mounted on a pole, which itself was mounted on a small electric motor), however not to penetrate her pussy, but her ass! Then he had left her for the night and gone to bed with the words "Always remember that this is what you also want to do to this young girl!" That was the first time, when she had stood there in the dungeon, head and wrists securely locked into the pillory, her ass a bloody aching mess, her calves cramping form the ballet boots and being fucked into her ass all night that she had developed a feeling of jealousy - and hate - for this Latina bitch!