<?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>J Davis on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/j-davis/</link><description>Recent content in J Davis on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/j-davis/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Spandex Humiliation</title><link>/stories/2010/04/06/spandex-humiliation/</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/04/06/spandex-humiliation/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This story was an entry into the 2010 Winter Fetish Story Contest&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Part 1&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Evan arrived home from his week long business trip, to find his wife&amp;rsquo;s car gone, and a black envelope waiting for him taped to the garage door, addressed to &amp;lsquo;slave&amp;rsquo;. His cock became instantly hard, straining to break free of his pants at the mere thought of what might lay inside.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He hastily opened the envelope, smelling the perfume scented note folded inside. His cock again throbbed in his pants as the scented perfume worn by his Goddess filled his nostrils. He unfolded the note and read.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>