<?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>Desiree on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/desiree/</link><description>Recent content in Desiree on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 05 Aug 2002 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/desiree/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Ice Cube Game</title><link>/stories/2002/08/05/ice-cube-game/</link><pubDate>Mon, 05 Aug 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/08/05/ice-cube-game/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;8 
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Slutdesiree - Part
2
The Ice Cube Game
by desiree
(c)Copyright
slutdesiree, 1999&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was finding it really hard not to masturbate and on Sunday afternoon,
still not having heard from Mistress, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help my self and had to
get myself off. It was easily done. With the thoughts of Friday night still
going through my mind, about 20 seconds of stroking made me cum. It was
Unreal. I was still unbelievably aroused about that night. I knew I was
now in more trouble with Mistress Sable, as she had ordered me not to masturbate,
and I had disobeyed her order. At this point, I could do nothing to change
that.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Run Pt1</title><link>/stories/2002/08/05/the-run-pt1/</link><pubDate>Mon, 05 Aug 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/08/05/the-run-pt1/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;8 
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Slutdesiree - Part
One
The Run
by desiree
(c)Copyright
slutdesiree, 1998&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have been ordered by my owner, Mistress Sable to describe my experiences.
Mistress Sable lives several hundred miles away. One night while I was
out minding my own business, I had a rather unusual experience.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a warm Friday evening, around midnight. It had been a hot day
and it was still around 70 degrees. I had been ordered to &amp;ldquo;go for a run&amp;rdquo;
just as I had been ordered many times in the past. I got out my &amp;ldquo;run kit&amp;rdquo;
and checked the contents. It was all there. One pair of handcuffs, earplugs,
a cock ring, two clover clamps connected together by a 20 inch chain, a
padlock, 5 feet of strong chain, a key for the hand cuffs, and a key for
the padlock. The keys are each attached to a fine 12-inch chain with an
alligator clip on the other end. I put on a black tee shirt, cut off jeans
and a pair of slip on loafers. I got in my car and drove to a remote industrial
area. I drove around for a bit to check out the area. After finding the
spots I needed, I parked the car in a parking space behind some bushes.
I got out of the car, put the pieces of the &amp;ldquo;run kit&amp;rdquo; in my pockets and
walked about 3 short blocks to a spot where I placed the handcuff key on
a window ledge of a well lit up building. I then walked 2 and a half blocks
to a spot behind another building where a steel ladder was attached to
the brick wall. The ladder started about 7 feet off the ground. I reached
up and attached the padlock key to the first ladder rung. Then I walked
another 1 and a half blocks to a spot where a steel railing was attached
to a building.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Visit</title><link>/stories/2002/08/05/the-visit/</link><pubDate>Mon, 05 Aug 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/08/05/the-visit/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;8 
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Slutdesiree - Part
Three
The Visit
by desiree
(c)Copyright
slutdesiree, 2002
Part 3, The Visit  by desiree, (c)Copyright
slutdesiree, 2002
It was finally the much-awaited day for the visit from Mistress Sable.
I didn’t get much sleep last night because I couldn’t get Mistress Sable’s
visit out of my mind. I don’t know if it was due to the fear of what she
would do to me, or if I was really turned by the thought. Mistress had
promised to ‘settle the score’ for the last two punishment sessions that
she claims I screwed up. I got up at 8:00 AM. I showered, made the bed
and cleaned up my bedroom in preparation for her arrival as per her e-mail
instructions this morning. The instructions were very specific. They said
that I should give myself an enema at 10:00 AM and make certain that I
was completely cleaned out so that there would be room for some ‘more important
contents’.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>