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Monday, November 19, 2018

[SS-530] Rubber Prize


[RUBBER PRIZE]

The bodybuilding competition has just been concluded. You are able to win second place in your division. Not bad.

Your friend and online publicist suggests that you go to the penthouse of the hotel. You are already in your gold competition posing suit. You might as well get good shots in your tan in that spacious area.

So, under the blazing heat of the afternoon sun, you assume mutiple bodybuilding poses while your friend takes pictutes of you. You start to sweat but he still continues to shoot at your semi-naked sweaty body.

"Great, I'll put this up on your IG and website next week after I post process it," your friend informs you.

You smile and nod your head.

You return to the hotel room to clean yourself and to take your bath. You make sure to scrub your body well. You also clean your orifices. You brush your teeth. 

You wear your jockstraps and get ready.

Your friend comes in the bathroom, bringin an aerosol can. He wears an N95 mask.

"Ready to rest?"

You smile and nod.

He starts spraying on your face, on your butt, on your body and all over the bathroom. The fumes enter your nose. Everything becomes hazy. Your consciousness leaves you.


When you wake up, you find yourself naked and lying on the bed. You get up and see your friend covered in full, black, latex from head to toe. You immediately feel lust.


You crawl to him and start licking the muscles covered with rubber. It gives you more hunger.

It has been ten years. Your friend, a student of chemistry, offered solace to you when he made you a guinea pig for a solution he synthesized. It gave you the desire to submit. It gave you completion like nothing else.

And so, even when you parted, you would meet every month. He would check if you have maintained the body he wanted. Then he would dominate you sexually.

And you would always submit. You have always loved to explore this side of you.

The penile pouch of the latex uniform stretches as his genitalia erects. You suck the penis through the material.

Soon, you let his rubbered dick go and then sit on it. He fucks you in the ass. You live for this rubber master of yours.



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