<?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>Dark Foxxwrath on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/dark-foxxwrath/</link><description>Recent content in Dark Foxxwrath on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/dark-foxxwrath/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Caught in the Act</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/caught-in-the-act/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/caught-in-the-act/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a true story. This is the account of one of my most humiliating
and long lasting self-bondage sessions. However before I start a little
about me, at the time I was 19yrs old. I was in the air force and was on
my way to my first assignment.  I thought I was lucky due to my assignment
as it was all I could want. The east coast. D.C. to be exact. I already
had a few friends there who had been assigned to the base earlier than
me and I was not the only member of my Tech school class going there. 
My friend Karen had also gotten the same assignment. I was so happy about
it, coming from a small city, I knew that D.C. would allow me to explore
my wild side.  But being in the military I would have to keep it low
profile, which wasn’t much of a problem, I thought.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>