Push Kara through the door.

Subrina doesn't hesitate. She pushes Kara through the door and onto the ground.

"SUBRINA, NO!"

Skye closes the door without a second thought and leans against it. "I'm sorry Kara. I told you I wouldn't let anything happen to you."

She can hear her crying from the other side. "Subrina..."

"Just go, hurr-" her words are cut off when she gets pushed against the door and pinned in place.

"You're not going anywhere..." the Centurion whispers in her ear.

Subrina feels the sudden sensation of latex wrapping around her back and down towards her hips. She knows in an instant what's happening. The Centurion has attached a Latexturizer 3000 to her back. Unless she can get it off in the next ten seconds or so, she'll be completely mummified in skintight latex.

Skye desperately tries to grasp at the device on her back to no avail. Even if her tiny arms could get a firm grasp on it, it wouldn't matter. Latexturizers stuck to their victims with an industrial adhesive so powerful even a level five cyborg wouldn't be able to remove it.

The latex binds her flat stomach like a corset and swiftly covers her hips, then her ass, riding up her backside and finally making her lose balance when it closes her thigh gap.

Skye lands on her back, where she sees four Latex Legionnaires and their leader, the Centurion, looking down on her in a circle, each of them sporting a smug look that drives her crazy with rage.

"UGHHHH!! FUCKING IMPERIAL BITCHES! Just wait till I escape...."

The latex flattens her already-flat chest even more, and her tough words are betrayed by sudden nervous panting as it covers her neck, stopping just short of her chin as the Centurion presses a button on the device's remote control.

Skye is covered from the neck down by skintight latex, making her look like a pathetic worm as she wiggles futilely.

"So this is the notorious Subrina Skye...."

"Fuck you!" Skye spits.

The Legionaries laugh as she writhes helplessly.

"Tsk tsk. I thought you'd be more of a challenge. Oh well. The Empress will still give me a promotion for bagging you... she might even let me keep you!"

"FUCK YUGHH... ARGHH... awk... awkk...."

Her protests are swiftly cut off when the Centurion shoves her vile-tasting latex heel into her mouth.

"What? I didn't quite catch that! HAHAHAHAHA!"

Hearing her mortal enemies laugh while she's choked by high heels makes her face turn bright pink. She brings her boot up and down, effectively gagging her and destroying her morale.

Holy shit... this can't really be the end, can it? She thinks.

The Centurion's smile widens into a wicked grin as she continues to **** Subrina in the most humiliating way imaginable.

"Ugh... ug...." is all she can let out.

"Nighty night, Skye. You and your pathetic little rebellion are finished."

Her eyes start to flutter and everything becomes blurry. She's on the verge of tears now.

"Don't worry... you'll get used to the taste soon enough," is the last thing she hears before her vision fades.