<?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>LukaTheBoundHero on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/lukatheboundhero/</link><description>Recent content in LukaTheBoundHero on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2015 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/lukatheboundhero/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Cocoon</title><link>/stories/2015/06/30/the-cocoon/</link><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/06/30/the-cocoon/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It was the beginning of summer, and Ilia was watching through her window, anxiously waiting for her package to arrive. It had all started about 6 months ago, you see, Ilia had a Bondage fetish, she loved everything about being wrapped up in leather, latex or even just bound by ropes, sadly she had yet to find someone that shared her entusiasm for it, so she lived alone in the house her parents left to her before they passed away. It was a nice house in the suburbs, the neighbors were really quiet and never actually made contact with her, she thought maybe they had something against her, since she worked as an ´entertainer´ at a club downtown, since she looked amazing, (having blonde hair and DD cups, accompanied by a very well endowed ass) and the people in the suburbs don´t really find those acts very&amp;hellip; elegant.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>