<?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>Lone_Revenant on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/lone_revenant/</link><description>Recent content in Lone_Revenant on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2015 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/lone_revenant/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Dinner Party</title><link>/stories/2015/07/14/the-dinner-party/</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/07/14/the-dinner-party/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Here I am bound bent over a coffee table. I have been this way for hours. Ever since the dinner party turned into a night of entertainment. My Dominus bound me here for her friends to use as they see fit. My lingerie is torn, my ass is red from multiple spankings, I have been fucked so many times by strap-on and the real thing I have lost count. My jaw aches from all the cock and all pussy I have pleased. The whole time I have been locked in my chastity belt. Denied an orgasm or even the right to be turned on by current state.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>