<?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>Koishi on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/koishi/</link><description>Recent content in Koishi on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2015 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/koishi/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Long Weekend</title><link>/stories/2015/07/04/long-weekend/</link><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/07/04/long-weekend/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;My name is Angela. My boyfriends name is Dan.
We&amp;rsquo;ve been experimenting with kink and bondage for years. Last week he made my fantasy come true.
I came home like any other day and he had that sneaky gleam about his eyes. I was suspicious, but have learned its best not to ask questions. After all, suspense is half the fun.
After we ate dinner and washed up, I settled down on the couch to read my book. Within a few minutes I became rather drowsy but figured it had been a long few days at work. There was no harm in taking a nap. After all, it was Friday and we had no plans for the next day. Or rather, none that I knew of.
When I awoke, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t see or hear anything. I reached for my eyes but somehow my arms had been lashed to my sides. My feet were bound as well.
A cotton material of some sort was pushed at my mouth. I resisted but when someone pinched my nose and grabbed my jaw harshly, my surprise got the better of me and I yelled out only to be stuffed with I could then determine were my used panties, based on the musty smell.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>