<?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>RopeBurnUK on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/ropeburnuk/</link><description>Recent content in RopeBurnUK on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2012 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/ropeburnuk/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Antoinette: The Damsel in Distress</title><link>/stories/2012/07/08/antoinette-the-damsel-in-distress/</link><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/07/08/antoinette-the-damsel-in-distress/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The following is a true story. (You know who you are)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A few years ago I worked for an Asset Management company looking after the assets of clients mainly an administrative position and although the work was boring and uneventful I was the only male in the department. So I got to spend the day with some very attractive ladies who all took turns to flirt with me. I have always loved the secretary look so I was in heaven in the department. My other fantasy was “damsel in distress” bondage and it was a side of me I always kept to myself although I had pictured all of them at some stage in my mind bound and gagged.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>