<?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>Rotaugur on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/rotaugur/</link><description>Recent content in Rotaugur on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/rotaugur/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Art and Pets</title><link>/stories/2026/05/30/art-and-pets/</link><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2026/05/30/art-and-pets/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="chapter-3"&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sitting in a parking lot not far from the entrance of the office of “Art and Pets” Kathrine took a deep breath and tried to calm down for what was about to happen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Meredith had already left the car, and was waiting for her on the outside. She was wearing a simple white dress, shoes and her fox ears, and was trying to coax her out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Come, kitten. You don&amp;rsquo;t have to worry. Even if you are nervous, we already have the ok from Frank, and you don&amp;rsquo;t need to hide it. It will just make the situation better. If you can&amp;rsquo;t take it anymore, just hide behind my back, and I&amp;rsquo;ll protect you. And don&amp;rsquo;t forget, as long as you wear that collar, you are my responsibility. What do you say, ready to come out?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Art and Pets</title><link>/stories/2026/05/17/art-and-pets/</link><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2026/05/17/art-and-pets/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="chapter-2"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Waking the next morning, Kathrine felt a comfortable warmth, two nice pillows against her back and a grabbing hand on her right breast. Enjoying the embrace, and the feeling of a leg over her own, she was just about to fall back asleep, when she wondered, just whose arm was groping her. Now awake, she first tried sitting up, but the weight of the other person was too heavy, and instead, she just moved her head to look around.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Art and Pets</title><link>/stories/2026/05/10/art-and-pets/</link><pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2026/05/10/art-and-pets/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It started with the ringing of her phone. For months now Kathrine had been struggling with making rent and finding work, and she had almost given up hope, after sending her resume to practically every single agency and studio. Her dream of working for a reputable agency making photos looked more and more like a pipe dream. She had to survive with only the profits of the few pictures she managed to sell to some magazines but even that had dried up in the last months. So when her mobile suddenly starts ringing with an unknown number she almost steps on the brakes of her old Nissan.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>