<?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>Prof. Challenger on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/prof.-challenger/</link><description>Recent content in Prof. Challenger on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/prof.-challenger/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Crawling Experiment</title><link>/stories/2003/03/06/the-crawling-experiment/</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/03/06/the-crawling-experiment/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;One of the early bondage story sites I came across included a short
story entitled “Into the Woods”, (presented as a “this happened to me”
story) the plot of which consisted of the following: The viewpoint character,
a man, agrees to meet a new mistress at a rental cabin in a public park.
She meets him, blindfolds and collars him, and takes him on a motorcycle
ride deeper into the park.. It is about midnight when she pulls up well
“into the woods”, where she strips him, adds a ball gag, and locks him
into a combination chain incorporating wrist and ankle cuffs and a cock
cuff. Supposedly, this combination makes it only possible for him to move
by crawling on hands and knees. The mistress then takes off his blindfold,
advises him he has to make his way back to the cabin by 5:00am, or she
will be leaving, taking his clothes and the keys, and departs on the cycle,
leaving him alone, naked, chained, gagged, and lost. After a long, painful,
frightening crawl, he gets back to the cabin just in time to see her complete
her promise to abandon him and head into town. He is left in the park as
he is. Further instalments were promised but never appeared.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Gates of Hell Experiment</title><link>/stories/2003/03/06/the-gates-of-hell-experiment/</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/03/06/the-gates-of-hell-experiment/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The Gates of Hell
Experiment
by Prof. Challenger
(&lt;a href="mailto:profchallenger2000@yahoo.com"&gt;profchallenger2000@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Gates of Hell Experiment, by Prof. Challenger
(&lt;a href="mailto:profchallenger@yahoo.com"&gt;profchallenger@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)
I bought a cock toy called a “Gates of Hell” for experimentation purposes.
It consisted of a strap with a series of graduated rings attached. In this
case, there were five, and made out of black rubber. (Some are made of
metal rings, and have up to seven rings). Another page on the internet
devoted to chastity reported that some users had had some success using
these as chastity devices. I’m not into the prospect of long-term chastity,
but any ideas involving a good, cheap dungeon toy attracts me.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Knots Experiments</title><link>/stories/2003/02/26/the-knots-experiments/</link><pubDate>Wed, 26 Feb 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/02/26/the-knots-experiments/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The Knots Experiments
by Prof. Challenger 
The Knots Experiments, by Prof. Challenger (&lt;a href="mailto:profchallenger2000@yahoo.com"&gt;profchallenger2000@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Since researching self-bondage on the Internet, I&amp;rsquo;ve become aware of
a number of different ways to delay release. One of the most simple, yet
with a number of intriguing subtleties, is the use of a rope with multiple
knots.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Variation one: Standing, hands over head.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To prepare, I took about an eight foot piece of nylon clothesline rope,
doubled it, and slid a heavy-gauge two-inch diameter cock ring down one
end to hang at the center. I then left about a six inch loop at the center
with the cock ring trapped within it, and knotted the ropes to close the
loop. I then put seventeen more &amp;ldquo;post office&amp;rdquo; knots into the remaining
length of the ropes, so that each one would have to be undone in order
to free the ring from the rope.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Weekend Fantasia-Work</title><link>/stories/2003/02/26/weekend-fantasia-work/</link><pubDate>Wed, 26 Feb 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/02/26/weekend-fantasia-work/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Weekend Fantasia-Work
Semi-fiction by Prof.
Challenger (&lt;a href="mailto:profchallenger2000@yahoo.com"&gt;profchallenger2000@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was 1PM on a summer Saturday, and the Costume Shop was closing for
the weekend. Talia locked the front door, and said good-bye to the skeleton
crew from the rental department as they punched out and left. Talia, who
managed the Retail Sales department, the masks and makeup and accessories,
was usually the last one out. She finished counting out the cash register
and reconciling the receipts, then punched out herself. But she did not
leave.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>