Miss Steel gasped with amusement at the sight of the crumpled young woman bent over her desk. She grinned and glared back just as many daggers at Bala, unafraid of her retorts.

"Your lips say 'mhhfff' but your ass says 'yes'!" the tall woman said, licking her lips. Fingers yanked down the soft cotton panties, exposing Bala to the cool air. A pair of digits pressed hard at the dark woman's entrance, starting to force their way in.

Bala woke up. Her joints were sore. Her clothes were completely gone. Her lips were relaxed, only the faintest phantom of a dream memory left of the gag. Her wrists and ankles were buckled into the corners of a metal table. The table from before. Miss Steel stood over Bala, grinning wickedly and inhuman again.

"Welcome back. You sounded like you were having a bad dream. I suppose it wasn't fair of me to get quite so serpentine on you. But who said life was fair?" the gray-skinned woman said. The mechanical snake from before was resting on her shoulders, hissing softly. She held out one arm and the creature slithered down and around it until it was dangling over the stripped and bound woman.

Bala whimpered as Miss Steel pulled down her panties. She was about to lose what little cushioning they had provided. Much to her shock however, her tormentor did not immediately administer two more swats. But instead violated Bala's womanhood. Bala tried to straighten up, but the woman's hand held Bala to the desk.

The next thing Bala knew, she was lying on that freezing table from before. The room was again as it was when she first arrived. Only this time, she was nude. Bala discovered she was bound when she tried to cover herself. After a few moments of struggling, she heard the grey woman speak.

"What are you?", Bala demanded of the strange woman. Confused, she listened to Miss Steel express her concern. "This is the bad drea..." Bala fell silent and her eyes opened wide when she saw the snake. She felt detached from her body as she watched it slither down a grey arm. As it dangled over the dark girl, she started to squirm. "Listen! Let me go and nobody will hear of this. I won't tell anyone." Bala didn't think she'd get anywhere using that ploy. Time and again the woman displayed her total lack of concern over Bala telling on her. But Bala was desperate and that was the only thing she could think of. "Keep that th-thing away from me!" Bala's squirming became more violent. "KEEP IT AWAY!"

"Didn't you listen earlier, Bala? Do you not remember?" the gray woman taunted, wavering the hissing serpent over the bound, dark-skinned woman. "There's no point in telling anyone. No one will believe you. No one will save you. No one will punish me."

The gray woman flung her arm out, launching the metallic serpent into the air. It fluttered and writhed, aimed apparently for Bala's face and head. Its scales slowly took on definition as the thing blotted out the light, its maw stretched wide with long fangs bared, and even small drops of venom shone in Bala's vision for the horrible second that stretched longer and longer as the source of horror approached the dark-skinned woman's face.

The fangs were half an inch from her eyes when the whole creature was yanked forcibly back, whipped away by its tail. The gray woman swirled her creation around one arm, coiling it back on herself, and whispered something soothing to it to convince it to stop hissing angrily.

"Now then, I think we understand each other, don't we young lady?" the gray woman said coldly.

Bala whimpered and squirmed as the grey woman taunted her. She didn't look at the woman, her eyes were fixed on the serpent dangerously swaying just above her body. Every so often, Bala would turn or squirm out of the way to prevent the snake from touching. The whole time, she nearly screams in horror.

She crosses over the verge when Miss Steel launches the snake. Bala screams as the snake plummets towards her face. Staring at the fast approaching fangs, unable to move, she can do nothing except scream.

Her scream slowly dies down as the grey woman pulls the serpent away. Bala shifts her attention from the dreaded snake to a single drop of venom seemingly floating in the air. Gradually gravity reasserts its presence and the drop falls and lands on Bala's nose.

Bala listens to Miss Steel establish who's in charge here. And then she freaks out. Bala screams again and twists her head from side to side. At the same time, she bucks and squirms against her bonds. While she manages to shake the drop of venom off of her nose, she accomplishes little else besides making herself dizzy and providing her detention monitor the pleasant show of jiggling breasts and a writhing body.