Sabina on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Sabina on Gromet's Plaza Archive/authors/sabina/Recent content in Sabina on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-usSat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000The Cargo 6/stories/2017/05/07/the-cargo-6/Sun, 07 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2017/05/07/the-cargo-6/<p>(story continues from <a href="the_cargo5.html"><strong>The Cargo 5</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>Cast</em></p> <p><em>Sabina – Ship’s captain. Celes – Ship’s engineer/2nd mate, technical wiz. Leece – Genetic engineer on the move with a strange habit of cloning herself. Carrying a dangerous secret. Amanita – Ship’s AI, under going some strange changes. The Muckabout – Mostly automated freighter captained by Sabina. Frostbite – Genetically engineered war machine, with a few small alterations and one, nasty quirk.</em></p> <p>_back to <a href="the_cargo5.html">part five</a></p>The Basement 2/stories/2017/05/06/the-basement-2/Sat, 06 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2017/05/06/the-basement-2/<p>(story continues from <a href="basement1.html"><strong>The Basement 1</strong></a>)</p> <p><strong>Chapter Two Part Six</strong></p> <p>Sabina stumbled as Shodan’s hands helped her up the stairs. She had really no idea where they were now. Shodan’s hands were gentle, but they had the most interesting habit of straying to sensitive places during their walk.</p> <p>“Oh wow hon, they left you out on the woods like this all night?” Shodan whispered. “I wish I could untie you, but at least I can help you get cleaned up you are a mess. And I will take your blindfold off when we get to my room.”</p>The Party/stories/2006/11/17/the-party/Fri, 17 Nov 2006 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2006/11/17/the-party/<p><strong>Chapter One – “Rise and Shine, Time to get Ready.”</strong></p> <p>Anette entered her Lady’s bedroom carrying a large tray in her hands. The darkness smelled heavily of leather and sweat, the air sultry with the tawdry aroma. Aside from light spilling through the just opened door the room was black as pitch and the only sounds were muffled moans and the creak of leather restraints.</p> <p>“Time to get up Miss.” She smiled, setting the tray on the nearby vanity table. “Can’t have you loafing about all day. We have calls to make, a fitting and of course the gala is tonight.” Anette crossed the darkened room with the skill of long practice. She knew from habit exactly where everything was. The heavy velvet curtains drew back at the touch of a button, the warm daylight flooding the room. The healthy glow illuminated a scene of debauchery and twisted masochism. Jenka’s form lay stretched on her own bed, arms and legs encased in latex sheaths secured with tight leather cuffs. Gleaming, immaculately polished chrome chains secured the wrist, ankle and knee cuffs to heavy rings embedded in the steel frame of the bed.</p>Jenka's Kidnapping/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping/<p><strong>Part 1</strong></p> <p>Sabina padded along the open deck, staring out through the plexi-steel windows into space. Mistress had decided they needed to go visit some friends far away, and this space station made a nice stopping off point along the way. Her face felt a little warm still, Mistress had not picked Sabina an outfit that allowed much in the way of modesty. Along with the wide heavy latex collar, that marked Sabina as Jenka’s personal property, there was a tiny skirt. The pleated red plaid skirt barely covered her ass at all, and the gleaming white satin panties only seemed to make things worse. The tight satin seemed to catch the light and draw eyes every time her skirt moved. A tight latex armbinder encased her arms, its smooth surface reflected the warm lights. Keeping her arms helplessly pressed together and folded up behind her back.</p>Jenka's Kidnapping 2/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-2/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-2/<p>(story continues from <a href="jenkas_kidnapping.html"><strong>Jenka’s Kidnapping</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em><strong>Part 2</strong></em></p> <p><em>Jenka stumbled slightly, it was not easy negotiating steps while blindfolded. Her ears perked hearing the muffled squeals of a familiar voice. Someone was playing with her slave, and none to gently from the sound of it. A sharp swish CRACK, a padding no doubt. Jenka tensed slightly, no one punished her slave but her.</em></p> <p><em>Sabina squealed into the thick cock gag. The tiny t shirt was pushed up behind her head. Legs spread wide and chained to the floor. The satin panties were soaked with arousal as the huge minotaur brought the leather covered paddle down against her little ass for the tenth time. Mewing out and sobbing, her little ass burned with an intense fiery ache. Eyes widening as Jenka was led inside by their captors. She looked unbearably sexy, those huge firm breasts, made impossibly bigger by the bondage of her arms. The subtle tension on her body, Sabina screamed out. Her staring interrupted by another paddle swat. Mewing and squirming as the minotaur held her hair twined around his fingers. Dropping the paddle on the floor.</em></p>Jenka's Kidnapping 3/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-3/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-3/<p>(story continues from <a href="jenkas_kidnapping2.html"><strong>Jenka’s Kidnapping 2</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em><strong>Part 3</strong></em></p> <p><em>Jenka moaned softly through the ring gag, her muscular sleek thighs tensed, trembling. She had been removed from the tub some time ago, separated from sabina and brought here. She had no idea where here was, but it had a bed, a soft bed covered with sleek latex sheeting. Her captors had strapped her shorts off and added a TIGHT leather corset. Cinching down her already narrow waist until breathing became difficult. Forced down onto the bed her wrists had been un-bound. Arms cramped and weak from hours of bondage she had no chance of fighting as the bound her arms to the foot board</em></p>Jenka's Kidnapping 4/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-4/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-4/<p>(story continues from <a href="jenkas_kidnapping3.html"><strong>Jenka’s Kidnapping 3</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em><strong>Part 4</strong></em></p> <p><em>Huge hands yanked the tight latex discipline hood over sabina’s head. Other hands yanked the matching gleaming black corset tighter and tighter. Struggling to breath through the ring gag she moaned helplessly. The hands kept roaming as the voices around her called out suggestions. her tail flicked rapidly side to side, knees trembling. Tight little ass rounded back as a thick finger, slick with her own arousal, slid deep into her little bottom.</em></p>Jenka's Kidnapping 5/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-5/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-5/<p>(story continues from <a href="jenkas_kidnapping4.html"><strong>Jenka’s Kidnapping 4</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em><strong>Part 5</strong></em></p> <p><em>Jenka shuddered as she felt Dynotaku’s thick fingers caress across her flat stomach. Growling through the ring gag she tried to pretend his touch didn’t feel marvelous. Her fingers curled into fists as the leather straps pinning her to the bed creaked in protest. Damn him, why did he have to be so good at this. Where her captors had used simple persistence to arouse her Dynotaku was much more subtle. Making her yearn for every touch. She could see that damn smirk on his face as well.</em></p>Jenka's Kidnapping 6/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-6/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/jenkas-kidnapping-6/<p>(story continues from <a href="jenkas_kidnapping5.html"><strong>Jenka’s Kidnapping 5</strong></a>)</p> <p><strong>Part 6</strong></p> <p>As the drugged ale began to to its job, Jenka was struggling in the other room. The three had become six by the time Dynotaku had returned. The one inside her now was huge, and she was so sensitive and sore. How in hades does sabina take this kind of abuse, Jenka wondered. Her sleek form arched against the straps as a ragged scream of ache and pleasure ripped free. Her body forced to respond against her own will.</p>The Basement 1/stories/1/01/01/the-basement-1/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/the-basement-1/<p><strong>Part One</strong></p> <p>sabina scampered along the sidewalk, her snow white kitten tail flicking back and forth as she walked. her little robot clank rolled along in its treads at her side as she enjoyed the sun.</p> <p>“You know clank, i really hope i can get a good student job. i need to earn the extra credit.” her uniform skirt was a bit to short, a result of the school not having many clothes sized for someone so small. Barely topping 4'10" and weight about 94 lbs sabina was one of the smallest students they had at Shokushu High. Students were encouraged to apply for on campus jobs, assisting staff in the upkeep and running of the school. Unfortunately sabina had transferred in during the winter break, so a lot of the jobs were already filled.</p>The Cargo/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo/<p>Cast</p> <p>Sabina – Ship’s captain. Celes – Ship’s engineer/2nd mate, technical wiz. Leece – Genetic engineer on the move with a strange habit of cloning herself. Carrying a dangerous secret. Amanita – Ship’s AI, under going some strange changes. The Muckabout – Mostly automated freighter captained by Sabina. Frostbite – Genetically engineered war machine, with a few small alterations and one, nasty quirk.</p> <p><strong>The Cargo - Part One</strong></p> <p>Sabina was a human, a very rare thing in these parts. That alone drew looks as she made her way through the spaceport. As if her heritage was not enough for the various eyes of various morphic types her uniform certainly helped. Skintight latex, white with pink highlights conformed almost obscenely to her athletic yet well-curved petite body. The gleaming zipper that ran the length of her torso, even to the point of wrapping under her body more then necessary, gleamed and caught the light. Currently it was pulled down a bit farther than modest, exposing the full cleavage of her not quite C cup breasts.</p>The Cargo 2/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo-2/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo-2/<p>(story continues from <a href="the_cargo.html"><strong>The Cargo</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>Cast</em></p> <p><em>Sabina – Ship’s captain. Celes – Ship’s engineer/2nd mate, technical wiz. Leece – Genetic engineer on the move with a strange habit of cloning herself. Carrying a dangerous secret. Amanita – Ship’s AI, under going some strange changes. The Muckabout – Mostly automated freighter captained by Sabina. Frostbite – Genetically engineered war machine, with a few small alterations and one, nasty quirk.</em></p> <p>_back to <a href="the_cargo.html">part one</a></p>The Cargo 3/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo-3/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo-3/<p>(story continues from <a href="the_cargo2.html"><strong>The Cargo 2</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>Cast</em></p> <p><em>Sabina – Ship’s captain. Celes – Ship’s engineer/2nd mate, technical wiz. Leece – Genetic engineer on the move with a strange habit of cloning herself. Carrying a dangerous secret. Amanita – Ship’s AI, under going some strange changes. The Muckabout – Mostly automated freighter captained by Sabina. Frostbite – Genetically engineered war machine, with a few small alterations and one, nasty quirk.</em></p> <p>_back to <a href="the_cargo2.html">part two</a></p>The Cargo 4/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo-4/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo-4/<p>(story continues from <a href="the_cargo3.html"><strong>The Cargo 3</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>Cast</em></p> <p><em>Sabina – Ship’s captain. Celes – Ship’s engineer/2nd mate, technical wiz. Leece – Genetic engineer on the move with a strange habit of cloning herself. Carrying a dangerous secret. Amanita – Ship’s AI, under going some strange changes. The Muckabout – Mostly automated freighter captained by Sabina. Frostbite – Genetically engineered war machine, with a few small alterations and one, nasty quirk.</em></p> <p>_back to <a href="the_cargo3.html">part three</a></p>The Cargo 5/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo-5/Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000/stories/1/01/01/the-cargo-5/<p>(story continues from <a href="the_cargo4.html"><strong>The Cargo 4</strong></a>)_</p> <p><em>Cast</em></p> <p><em>Sabina – Ship’s captain. Celes – Ship’s engineer/2nd mate, technical wiz. Leece – Genetic engineer on the move with a strange habit of cloning herself. Carrying a dangerous secret. Amanita – Ship’s AI, under going some strange changes. The Muckabout – Mostly automated freighter captained by Sabina. Frostbite – Genetically engineered war machine, with a few small alterations and one, nasty quirk.</em></p> <p>_back to <a href="the_cargo4.html">part four</a></p>