<?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>Domn8dlady on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/domn8dlady/</link><description>Recent content in Domn8dlady on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/domn8dlady/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Accommodating Dom</title><link>/stories/2007/01/30/accommodating-dom/</link><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/01/30/accommodating-dom/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I am an accommodating Dom as most go. My sadistic streak is couched
in the psychological side of BDSM and is thus more subtle appearing than
my counterparts. But, I assure you it is well developed. I
spend a great amount of time and energy researching the psyche and libido
of a submissive. This submissive in particular was always astounded
when one of the fantasies she had confided to me became a reality.
On this particular occasion, the fantasy she had conveyed to me appealed
to my sense of ritual. I had been mulling over the details of how
to pull it off for several weeks before the scene coalesced in my mind.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>