<?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>Michelle Stevens on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/michelle-stevens/</link><description>Recent content in Michelle Stevens on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 07 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/michelle-stevens/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Contract</title><link>/stories/2017/05/07/the-contract/</link><pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/05/07/the-contract/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Sue was always short of money, so when she read the add in the morning paper, it looked like an answer to her problems. It asked for slim attractive females with supple bodies and an open minded attitude. Sue was only five feet one inch tall and weighed forty nine kilograms, so she thought that she fitted the bill as far as her body went and she was, she considered, very attractive. All in all, she was gorgeous with her short blonde hair and hourglass figure, so she picked up the phone and dialled the number.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Robotic Distress</title><link>/stories/2011/09/17/robotic-distress/</link><pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/09/17/robotic-distress/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;As Sue entered the robotics room at the robotics lab where she worked, everything seemed to be normal and functioning perfectly. Sue’s diminutive figure was dwarfed by the huge machines, standing only five feet one with a glorious figure and short blonde hair, made her small in comparison. The machines worked relentlessly, the robotic arms performing many different and intricate tasks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One side of the room was devoted to the making of lifelike love dolls and the other side had several stations, all making various items of bondage equipment. Perhaps a strange place for pretty Sue to work, but she was broadminded and was now accustomed to the sexual nature of the products. She went around inspecting each machine to make sure it was functioning properly, making minor adjustments where needed.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Changes at School</title><link>/stories/2011/09/01/changes-at-school/</link><pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/09/01/changes-at-school/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Jenny and Dianne, mature schoolgirls, were sitting in the schoolyard, checking out all the boys as they went about their business. It was not unusual for girls to check out the boys, but these girls had other ideas on their minds. It was an idea that had developed over many months and had increased to a lust that now overwhelmed them. It started when Jenny mentioned that she was sick of all these boys who drooled at them whenever they wore a slightly sexier uniform that usual. “Why do boys get so carried away just because our skirts are a little too short? I like to look sexy sometimes, but that doesn’t mean I want to be ogled by them. How would they like it if we did that to them?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Mistakes Can Be Easy</title><link>/stories/2011/08/01/mistakes-can-be-easy/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/08/01/mistakes-can-be-easy/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a true story about a self bondage session that went slightly wrong.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After several nights of planning and study of some new self bondage techniques, I was ready to tie myself up, in hopefully a fantastic bondage position. One which would be hard to escape from, without a lot of struggling and squirming. This was what I wanted as I adore tight bondage.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Preparing myself, I put on a pair of nice black stockings and pulled up a pair of tight black panties, then wrapped my strict corset around me. Being alone I would have to fight to tighten the laces to my satisfaction, so I decided to put on my shoes first and strapped on the platforms with six inch spiked heels. I then used a length of rope to tie my ankles together, tightly cinched and pressed hard together. I next tied six more ropes at various places up my legs, each one as tight as the ankle rope.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Change for the Better</title><link>/stories/2010/04/18/a-change-for-the-better/</link><pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/04/18/a-change-for-the-better/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Steve was a Professor in a government science department dedicated to the effects of various substances have on living things. Their reseach was in depth and every conceivable element was tested. Minerals, gasses, plants, liquids, or anything else they could imagine, was brought in to be examined. The tests were performed on rats and mice in the main and even though the upmost safety was observed, some died. The work was interesting and he was totally dedicated, even to the point of having his own personal laboratory at home.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>