xxxxTwo weeks into my junior year I met Candice, a no nonsense rubber fetishist who was known for her sadistic sexual acts against men. However, I was convinced that I could handle her despite the stern warning from her room mate Coleen who had warned me of her on several occasions. However, she turned out to be more than a match for my level of experience. As captain of the womens volleyball team, she packed quite a solid punch and easily knocked me to my knees with a couple of solid smacks. She was both physically and emotionally abusive and she thoroughly enjoyed the game. It was a strange experience being right at the point of climax and then being beaten down by this beautiful bitch. She was able to give me about a dozen mini climaxes as she fondled me and slapped me at the same time. It took several minutes from the start of those jolting mini-climaxes until the last big burst. My whole body was trembling in submissive bliss. She knew exactly what she was doing.

xxxxShe definitely knew how to dress. That shiny red skin tight, latex jumpsuit gave her an air of authority and the smell of her latex shot right up into my nose, exciting me to no end. The last thing I remember is her powerful legs clamping around my head and a quick vision of her sexy face and piercing eyes, laughing sadistically at me. I inhaled a few potent rubber breaths and sort of passed out.

xxxxWhen I finally came to, I found myself laying on a lounge chair on the patio with a blanket over me. Candice was siting on a chair beside me. She handed me a glass of orange juice and I noticed she had returned to a calm, pleasant demeanor. ... Very friendly, almost compassionate.
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