<?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>F88 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/f88/</link><description>Recent content in F88 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2019 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/f88/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Caught in Latex Selfbondage</title><link>/stories/2019/03/04/caught-in-latex-selfbondage/</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/03/04/caught-in-latex-selfbondage/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;James had known he liked bondage from a very early age, when he used to play pirates with his friends and enjoyed being kept prisoner. Little did he know, it would make up a huge part of his adult life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When he reached his teens he saw one of his friends mums wearing pvc trousers and he knew he wanted to wear them too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;**18 years later**&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;James had just finished work for the week, he worked in an office block and had recently been given a new job. This meant harder work but more pay. He had just had his first pay slip so had gone straight onto the Regulation website and ordered latex trousers and a latex jacket. The jacket looked like a biker jacket and at first glance could almost be taken for &amp;ldquo;normal&amp;rdquo; clothes - until the light hit it. The trousers, well more like leggings were also biker style and so tight they hid nothing.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>