<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Arkane on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/arkane/</link><description>Recent content in Arkane on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2015 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/arkane/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Anonymous Hooded Bondage Pinup</title><link>/stories/2015/12/15/anonymous-hooded-bondage-pinup/</link><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/12/15/anonymous-hooded-bondage-pinup/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a tribute to another story, &lt;a href="dicegame.html"&gt;The Dice Game&lt;/a&gt; of A Pensive Pen. With no pretense to be able to reach the same quality, I imagined a sequel to that exceptional story. Please understand that English is not the tongue I use every day. Suggestions, editing and corrections are welcomed in the forum.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Just hold the teacup with two fingers and near your mouth…” Gwen was taking pictures and giving direction to Laura, sitting at the table near the window. Laura was modeling a striking outfit, all dressed in a long, high necked Victorian dress with long sleeves: the contrast was born from the latex gloves and hood the girl was wearing: her face was completely obscured by the garment, except for eyes and mouth holes. A blonde wig was substitute for the girl’s real blonde hair.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>