<?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>Jan Smith on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/jan-smith/</link><description>Recent content in Jan Smith on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2013 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/jan-smith/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Back Pain</title><link>/stories/2013/02/03/back-pain/</link><pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/02/03/back-pain/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Jan had been putting up with her back pain for a long time and although she was not sure how much good it would do she had made and appointment with a chiropractor. She now sat on the cold table, with nothing on but her panties and one of those silly gowns that had no sides and tied at each shoulder. They were nothing more than a big loin cloth and didn&amp;rsquo;t do a lot to cover her. The nurse who had led her to the tiny examining room had been less than friendly. She was a tall brunet who really didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to want to be working here. Jan was handed the gown, told to remove all her clothes and put it on and the was left alone to wait.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Birthday Present to Remember</title><link>/stories/2007/07/12/a-birthday-present-to-remember/</link><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/07/12/a-birthday-present-to-remember/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;John&amp;rsquo;s fantasies had been of bondage for almost as long as he could remember. Either being the master or the submissive both appealed to him and he didn&amp;rsquo;t know which he liked best.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;John&amp;rsquo;s wife Susan had played along with his wishes a number of times, but her interest was defiantly not as strong as his. She had tied John and spanked him as well as being bound an whipped a little her self. She had enjoyed reading his magazines while John stood with his arms tied over his head with a pink ass. She had dreamed that she was a slave girl being punished when she was tied in the same position. She had to admit that she actually enjoyed both. John loved their &amp;ldquo;play time&amp;rdquo; although he would have defiantly liked more.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Jan's Revenge</title><link>/stories/2005/04/17/jans-revenge/</link><pubDate>Sun, 17 Apr 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/04/17/jans-revenge/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Jan&amp;rsquo;s Revenge by Jan Smith
 
Jan was unsure what emotions she felt. It had been about two months
since her Mistress Beverly had moved away with her new boyfriend. Jan was
happy for her, for finding a special someone, but she was jealous of Michael
for taking her Beverly away, and although she didn&amp;rsquo;t want to admit it,
even to herself, she was mad at Beverly. Jan hadn&amp;rsquo;t even played with any
self bondage since she had been left alone and she resented Beverly for
that.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>First Spanking</title><link>/stories/2004/04/10/first-spanking/</link><pubDate>Sat, 10 Apr 2004 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2004/04/10/first-spanking/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Monica ,who is a pen pal of mine, had been practicing self bondage
for a while, and then one day Karen happened to come across her when she
was helpless. Both of them being new to bondage had shared a couple of
mild experience but were still in the awkward stage. This is the next step
in their saga.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Monica and Karen sipped on their wine as they discussed the new experience
they had shared so far. Since Karen had found Monica tied in the garage (see &lt;a href="https://selfbound.net/storiesek/helping_into_bondage.html"&gt;Helping her into Bondage&lt;/a&gt;), they had experimented
with some light bondage. Karen still felt awkward about it, but although
she was hesitant to even admit it to herself, had been turned on by having
Monica under her control. Monica described how she felt when she was bound and how thankful she
was to Karen for helping her live her fantasy. Karen confessed that she
enjoyed it and wanted to try more.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>First Spanking</title><link>/stories/2004/04/10/first-spanking/</link><pubDate>Sat, 10 Apr 2004 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2004/04/10/first-spanking/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Monica ,who is a pen pal of mine, had been practicing self bondage
for a while, and then one day Karen happened to come across her when she
was helpless. Both of them being new to bondage had shared a couple of
mild experience but were still in the awkward stage. This is the next step
in their saga.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Monica and Karen sipped on their wine as they discussed the new experience
they had shared so far. Since Karen had found Monica tied in the garage (see &lt;a href="helping_into_bondage.html"&gt;Helping her into Bondage&lt;/a&gt;), they had experimented
with some light bondage. Karen still felt awkward about it, but although
she was hesitant to even admit it to herself, had been turned on by having
Monica under her control. Monica described how she felt when she was bound and how thankful she
was to Karen for helping her live her fantasy. Karen confessed that she
enjoyed it and wanted to try more.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Helping Her into Bondage</title><link>/stories/2004/01/14/helping-her-into-bondage/</link><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2004 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2004/01/14/helping-her-into-bondage/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helping Her into
Bondage&lt;/strong&gt;
by Jan Smith
Helping Her into Bondage by Jan Smith&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I thought your readers would find this interesting. I started corresponding
with Monica about a year ago. She had tried self bondage and liked it,
but wanted more. We discussed who she could get involved in her bondage
and how to feel them out. My Mistress got involved and between the three
of us we made plans. To make a long story short a friend of hers &amp;ldquo;found&amp;rdquo; 
Monica&amp;rsquo;s E-mail address (we set it up) and wrote us. Monica knew that we
were writing her friend, but her friend was unaware of this. My Mistress
set it up with Monica as to how, where and when she should be tied and
then told her friend so that she could &amp;ldquo;accidentally find her&amp;rdquo;. It all
worked out very well and Monica and her friend started to develop a relationship.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Suspended</title><link>/stories/2002/11/04/suspended/</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Nov 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/11/04/suspended/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I have enjoyed self bondage for quite a while now. I have spent many
an enjoyable hour naked and wiggling in my bonds. Lately though it has
seemed a little tame. I saw a show in which a woman was suspended by her
wrists and watching her hang there suffering was a real turn on. It did
not take long, with my hand down my pants on my pussy to make myself come.
I decided right there and then that I would be that woman. I spent many
a night playing with myself, making plans. It would be my greatest self
tie ever.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Hubbies Revenge</title><link>/stories/2002/08/20/hubbies-revenge/</link><pubDate>Tue, 20 Aug 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/08/20/hubbies-revenge/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;8 
8
Hubbies Revenge
by Jan Smith
Hubbies Revenge&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Melissa had her toys and loved to play with them. She had a swing set
in her back yard that she had made her husband drag home before it found
its way to the garbage. She had spent many a hour tied to the frame, dreaming
that she was a slave waiting to be sold. Sometimes she would lock herself
to the bars with the key froze in a block of ice. Other times she would
tell her 
husband to tie her and leave her until he came home from work. She
would never let her husband enjoy her playing as it was her private time.
Standing there she would pull on her bonds and wish that she could reach
her aching pussy. Sometimes her husband would try to run his hands over
her body, but she would snap at him and send him away. She was her own
mistress and slave.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Penance for Gromet</title><link>/stories/2002/07/08/penance-for-gromet/</link><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jul 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/07/08/penance-for-gromet/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;8
8
Penance for Gromet
by Jan
Penance
for Gromet&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My name is Jan and I have
just recently been introduced into a life of BDSM. After my indoctrination
my Husband (Master) instructed me to type up my experiences (A Slave in
the Making) and submit them to Gromet’s site for all to read. I did as
instructed and Mr Gromet was nice enough to post my story. Unfortunately
shortly after I sent it I mistakenly screwed up my E-Mail account and had
to ask Mr Gromet to change my address on my story to my new one. My Master
was very upset with me for having to trouble Mr Gromet and informed me
that I was to be severely punished for my stupidity.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Slave in the Making</title><link>/stories/2002/06/03/slave-in-the-making/</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/06/03/slave-in-the-making/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;When I lay in be at night I would play
with myself dreaming about being a slave, used and beaten at my master’s
discretion. My husband had never indicted to me that he had any interest
in BDSM. I was sure that he would love to have a slave so I started preparations
to give him one.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went shopping and purchased all the supplies
that a master would need to keep his slave in line. My shopping list included
padded wrist and ankle cuffs, chains and locks, nipple clamps, whips and
paddles and a blindfold and gag. Vibrators, dildos and lotions we already
have. I didn’t bother buying any clothing because I was sure my husband
would want to keep me naked all the time.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>