<?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>Madam S on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/madam-s/</link><description>Recent content in Madam S on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2023 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/madam-s/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Prison of My Dreams</title><link>/stories/2023/06/24/the-prison-of-my-dreams/</link><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2023 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2023/06/24/the-prison-of-my-dreams/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;My name is Amanda. I&amp;rsquo;m 34 years old, 1.65 m, and 62 kg. I&amp;rsquo;m fit (hot), with big breasts, strong legs, and a thin waist. I&amp;rsquo;ve always fantasized about being trapped in prison full of handcuffs and restraints. However, I wanted a safe and controlled environment. I heard about BDSM Paradise, a remote island in the Caribbean, from a friend, and I immediately became interested. I got in touch and received a quote and a form to fill out. The price was too high, but I could afford it (thanks to a nice inheritance I received). The form was quite long, with personal details, medical details, and a list of what they offered, and I would have to mark what I preferred. The list was as follows:&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>