<?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>Lockedinlatex on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/lockedinlatex/</link><description>Recent content in Lockedinlatex on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2015 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/lockedinlatex/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Angela's Story</title><link>/stories/2015/03/20/angelas-story/</link><pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/03/20/angelas-story/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I lay there and struggled against the cuffs and chains that held me fast to the bed. There was no use pleading – even if my muffled sounds through the gag could have been understood, Dave had made it quite clear that I was going to be there until he decided it was time to let me out. There had been a time in our bondage games when he got bored before I was ready to be released – leaving me feeling rather let down, but that had all changed since the arrival of Angela.
I need to explain about Angela – but to do that I must go back to the beginning.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>