<?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>Haywire on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/haywire/</link><description>Recent content in Haywire on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2012 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/haywire/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>My Dining Room</title><link>/stories/2012/07/21/my-dining-room/</link><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/07/21/my-dining-room/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I recently found myself home from work early on a Friday afternoon and feeling like having a little fun. My wife will act as my safety on occasion when I find myself wanting to be bound, but usually has little interest in bondage of any type. I knew that I had a couple of hours home alone before she was due to get off work and I wanted to try the Selfbondage CD tray opener program I had downloaded from Gromets. I figured worst case scenario my wife would come home and find me, and release me with a stern talking to about “Playing tie up games”.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>