Forever Her Doll by Deanono (WebArchive)

When Elise entered the room, June almost didn’t recognize her.

Impossibly high platform boots that June didn’t even know they had owned, a dozen buckles all up the length of each one. Shiny, transparent latex, tightly sealing Elise in over every single inch of her skin. Something that resembled a stiff, ridged leotard, but like a corset in the middle and replete with delicious straps. And higher, just higher, a semi-opaque mask, which rendered her apparently bald and cloaked nearly all of Elise’s cute, freckled complexion in a dark and forbidding visage. June felt her heart leap up into her throat when she met Elise’s gaze. She had put in contacts, unnaturally bright electric blue ones, and when their gazes met June almost had a swooping feeling that the woman stalking towards her, predatorily, powerfully, was not her cute and soft-spoken girlfriend anymore. No. She was a Mistress...