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Boot Shiner

There was something about this new outfit Crisis got. It had to be... nah impossible. Crisis subtly shrugs off the thought as she walks down the halls in her new latex, leather dominatrix outfit. Her green segmented metallic skin with blue highlights, glowing blue eyes and gem placed in the center of her tri feather crest is covered in this outfit. The black latex shines up her one arm and legs. Her crotch and torso are covered in the shiny latex with leather support harness, her bust showing through the outfit as the silver steel zipper moves across the center. Black leather belt straps and spiked wrist cuffs add to the attire keeping it tightly snug against her body. Topping the outfit is a military style cap with her feather crest and blue crystal mimicked on the front. She's worn it for weeks now with no sign of taking it off.

Her feet tap against the ground in a somewhat new pair of high heel boots that only let her blue steel sickle claw just out from the base of the foot as she tap steps towards her destination. Crisis gives a sly smirk as she moves through the doors into a prison cell where her next victim of her devious attire awaits.

Sitting in a cell is a green haired white furred Chimera naked Zaki. Her lizard like tail swishes behind her as her bat wings are heavily bound in thick straps of leather with little silver locks to ensure they don't come off any time soon. Zaki glares at Crisis with her aqua blue eyes, her feline like ears move face Crisis as Zaki is completely naked save for the belt straps and a shiny green, blue and black collar tightly coiled around Zaki's neck with no visible sign as to how to take it off.

"Thought you could try to hack into my precious AI and get away with it?" asks Crisis with a smirk as Zaki just glares at her for a moment before responding.

"It is you who won't get away with it. You may have defeated Croc on this planet but you can't get away with taking it over!" she exclaims.

"I brought peace to my world, and you aim to disrupt that, I can't have that now. I could just turn you into a machine or just make you my willing servant through my various array of toys, but something is just telling me to try something a little different," chuckles Crisis as Zaki feels a sudden shock pulsing through her body via the collar. Zaki lets out a growled scream as she tumbles to the ground.

"You Bitch," exclaims Zaki as she spits in Crisis direction. Crisis' eyes narrow as she waves a finger.

"That's not nice, calling your new Mistress that, why after all aren't you the whorish slut borrowing down to me?" asks Crisis as she opens the steel barred prison door with a wave of her hand. As she walks in she snaps her fingers and a tube in the ceiling which has been the source of all of Zaki's food up until this point comes down and drops a black leather back into Crisis' awaiting metallic claws as she receives another long jolt of energy from the collar, causing her to scream out in pain once again.

"What are you planning to do?" asks Zaki as she looks up at Crisis with a heavy pant and grave concern in her eyes.

"Going to try a punishment reward system on you. You see I have these new boots and they are absolutely fantastic. Match my new outfit in such a wonderful way, but you see," explains Crisis as she moves her foot over to Zaki's head, shoving it into her face making sure she gets a good look at it. "They get so scuffed up as I go about my daily business and I just don't have the time to get the cleaned, and nor do I want to take these previous things off, so I am going to give you the honor of being my precious new boot shiner, isn't that lovely?" asks Crisis.

"Go to hell!" exclaims Zaki as Crisis' eyes glow a brighter blue for a brief moment before another shock pulses through Zaki's body. As she yells out Crisis kicks her back onto her back as the shemale Chimera feels her precious manhood under the weight of Crisis' boot. Zaki gives out a loud groan as she feels the weight of the leather boot pressing down on her crotch, the sickle claw presses down onto her sensitive flesh as she tenses up as her eyes look past her average sized bust at the current predicament. She was bound, naked, helpless before Crisis. Her defiant eyes look up at Crisis as she bites her lip for a moment before saying.

"What do you want me to do?" she asks as she receives another jolt of energy.

"No, no," replies Crisis as she waves a finger at Zaki, "You are supposed to say "What do you want me to do Mistress?"

Zaki gives a soft grunt as she then sighs softly before saying, "What do you want me to do Mistress?"

"Much better!" notes Crisis as she tosses the leather backpack onto Zaki's belly with a modest thud, "Put those on for starters," she commands as Zaki feels the weight of Crisis foot lift off of her body, allowing a little sigh of relief as she opens the bag that she was given.

Inside she finds an assortment of latex and leather gear and as she pulls them out and lays them to the side she finds a pair of very high heeled boots at the very bottom of the bag, black as night and fitting with the rest of the attire. Zaki looks over at the items as she looks at them then back at Crisis.

"This almost exactly like your outfit!"

"It is, isn't lovely? I got them from the same person who gave me this number, whoever that is. Now be a doll and put them on, or do you want another taste of Miss Shock Collar?" asks Crisis.

"No," she grumps as she gets a short five second shock.

"Huh? What was that?"

Zaki lets out a soft sigh a she says, "No Mistress," She replies as she first puts on the latex leggings. The long leggings wrap around her legs squeezing her fur down to show off her shapely legs. The black rubber shines in the light as she tugs them on before grabbing the black leather belts and wrapping them around her upper thighs before she proceeds with the main body out of the attire.

Crisis walks around Zaki as she starts to slip on the main body of the outfit. Zaki unzips the front and lays back into the outfit. She feels the rubber on the small of her back and the straps around her neck which she reaches around to tie into place. She then adjusts and fits her unique equipment as she carefully zippers up the latex outfit. She pulls the zipper up as she feels the rubber squeeze and press against her fur and skin once again. Zaki can't help but try to surprise a soft moan a she feels the cool metal against her tender bits as pulls the zipper higher and higher. Her bust now encased in the rubber as they bulge through like her body bulges down below. Higher and higher the zipper goes, each tooth clicking into place as her breasts are now covered in the black rubber, her nipples just poking through as she reaches the top, the outfit stops just as it meets her shock collar.

"Good, good don't forget the gloves and the rest," states Crisis as Zaki nods.

"Yes Mistress," responds Zaki as she grabs the long black rubber opera gloves as she slides and rolls the rubber over her fingers and arm. Her hands soon covered in a thick layer of black rubber that squeaks softly as her fingers rub up against themselves. Once fully on Zaki grabs the leather wrist cuffs and straps them onto her body before grabbing the leather crotch harness/belt and wraps it around her body. Zaki feels her equipment supported and squeezed by the harness causing it to give a nice round bulge between her legs, but further entraps her sensitive bits within the outfit itself.

Lastly the high heeled boots are slipped onto her rubber covered feet. Zaki grunts from the high friction between latex and leather as the outer layer of the boots are given a fine glossy glaze to make them shine like the latex outfit that she is given. Her feet literally pop into place, one after the other and once it was done Crisis' eyes give another soft glow as the boots, belts and collar quickly tighten and merge into her outfit. The collar becomes a seamless attachment to the rubber attire as the leather cuffs smooth out as the excess leather melts into the belt itself leaving a smooth tight irremovable leather belts that tightly keep Zaki and the outfit one.

"Hey what is this?!" exclaims Zaki as she receives another jolt of energy as she grunts, screams and collapses onto the floor.

"That is now how you speak to your Mistress. You will be a good boot shiner and start to shine my boots," commands Crisis as she places her foot in front of Zaki's face. Her eyes focus on the scuffed boot once again before looking up at Crisis.

"But how am I to clean it I have nothing to shine your boot?" asks Zaki as she receives another jolt.

"What's that? I can't hear you under all that insolence you are giving me. What is the magic word for me to hear you and you not to get a nasty little ol shock?" asks Crisis as she lowers her head and puts her hand to her robotic ear hole.

Zaki grits her teeth as she asks, "How am I to clean your boot if I have nothing to shine it with Mistress?"

"Ah what an excellent question and to put it simply, you have your tongue don't you? Its an excellent boot shiner now get to work!" commands Crisis as Zaki receives a short three second shock.

Zaki pants as she slides her tongue out of her black lipped mouth peach colored muzzle. Her pink tongue runs across of Crisis' boot as she tastes the salty repugnant dirt that coats Crisis' well used boot. Zaki's tongue leaves in its wake a slightly cleaner and shinier streak across the front of Crisis' boot.

Crisis gives out a smile as she sees Zaki getting to work, "That's it. They are so dirty that it will take a few good licks to really get them to shine, and don't forget to buffer them when you are done," states Crisis as she snaps her fingers and a rag drops from the ceiling and into her hands. She feels on still leather bound winged back the rag being dropped onto her.

Zaki grunts as she continues to lick again and again, slowly the shine of Crisis' boot returns back to its former splendor, and with each lick Zaki finds it easier and easier to do so despite she wishes otherwise. Reaching for the rag she starts to polish the boots clean till Zaki can see her own distorted reflection in the new looking leather.

"Excellent, you'll do just fine as my boot shiner," states Crisis as she snaps her fingers again as a thick leather leash falls from the ceiling. Crisis reaches down and attaches it to Zaki's collar as Zaki keeps her head and body low to the ground.

"Come my pet I want to take you to your new home... and don't even think about standing up. Till you've earned the right you're going to be on all fours like the slut whore pet that you are," explains Crisis as she tugs on the leash.

Zaki grunts as she says softly, "Understood... Mistress Crisis," as she is taken out of her cell and down the hall to her new bound up life as Crisis' boot shiner.