<?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>Closetslave on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/closetslave/</link><description>Recent content in Closetslave on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2011 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/closetslave/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Floored - The Consequences of Betrayal</title><link>/stories/2011/12/12/floored-the-consequences-of-betrayal/</link><pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/12/12/floored-the-consequences-of-betrayal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned… Or so they say. A woman betrayed will act completely out of character, full of venom, driven by impulse almost to the very point of murder even! And Kate of course is no different….&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A seventeen year relationship is one that by definition must be incredibly strong and difficult to break, and when it does become broken a woman can act impulsively, and dangerously, just as Alan is about to find out.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Floored - The Consequences of Betrayal</title><link>/stories/2011/12/12/floored-the-consequences-of-betrayal/</link><pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/12/12/floored-the-consequences-of-betrayal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned… Or so they say. A woman betrayed will act completely out of character, full of venom, driven by impulse almost to the very point of murder even! And Kate of course is no different….&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A seventeen year relationship is one that by definition must be incredibly strong and difficult to break, and when it does become broken a woman can act impulsively, and dangerously, just as Alan is about to find out.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Kate &amp; the Quicksand</title><link>/stories/2008/07/31/kate-the-quicksand/</link><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/07/31/kate-the-quicksand/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;How I came to be here now, in this position is really neither here nor there, I am however stuck fast, sinking in quicksand &amp;amp; unable to extricate myself from it`s thick, sucking blackness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kate, my girlfriend of ten years is standing within inches of where I am slowly disappearing, her black suede ankle boots are just out of reach of my hands as I desperately reach for them in an attempt to pull myself free. She however has a look upon her face that is filling me with dread, she actually appears to be contemplating NOT helping me, in fact it`s looking like she actually will just let me go further into the mud!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Kate &amp; the Quicksand</title><link>/stories/2008/07/31/kate-the-quicksand/</link><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/07/31/kate-the-quicksand/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;How I came to be here now, in this position is really neither here nor there, I am however stuck fast, sinking in quicksand &amp;amp; unable to extricate myself from it`s thick, sucking blackness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kate, my girlfriend of ten years is standing within inches of where I am slowly disappearing, her black suede ankle boots are just out of reach of my hands as I desperately reach for them in an attempt to pull myself free. She however has a look upon her face that is filling me with dread, she actually appears to be contemplating NOT helping me, in fact it`s looking like she actually will just let me go further into the mud!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Buried Alive</title><link>/stories/2008/01/02/buried-alive/</link><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/01/02/buried-alive/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It was the strangest thing, ever since he could remember, Alex had always been utterly fascinated by the concept of being buried alive. He didn`t know why, but he found the thought unbelievably exciting. The finality of it, the act of supreme dominance &amp;amp; control over someone, the act of putting them into the ground &amp;amp; into a position where there would truly be no coming back. It fired him up as nothing ever had done but still he could not fathom why the concept appealed to him so much.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Buried Alive</title><link>/stories/2008/01/02/buried-alive/</link><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/01/02/buried-alive/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It was the strangest thing, ever since he could remember, Alex had always been utterly fascinated by the concept of being buried alive. He didn`t know why, but he found the thought unbelievably exciting. The finality of it, the act of supreme dominance &amp;amp; control over someone, the act of putting them into the ground &amp;amp; into a position where there would truly be no coming back. It fired him up as nothing ever had done but still he could not fathom why the concept appealed to him so much.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>