<?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>Scott Akins on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/scott-akins/</link><description>Recent content in Scott Akins on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/scott-akins/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Mall Adventure</title><link>/stories/2004/09/06/the-mall-adventure/</link><pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2004 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2004/09/06/the-mall-adventure/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="mall_adventure2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mall Adventure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mall Adventure&lt;/strong&gt;-
Part 3
by Scott Akins
The Mall Adventure3 by Scott Akins
James didn’t waste much time with that request.  He worked the
ring into Jenni’s mouth and behind her teeth.  It was a tight fit
and he wondered just how long the woman could take such a large gag. 
He then buckled all the straps to a comfortable level.  The ring was
big enough that the straps weren’t necessary to actually hold the ring
in place much.  Sara noticed the fact that he didn’t pull the straps
down as tight as he could.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Mall Adventure</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-mall-adventure/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-mall-adventure/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="mall_adventure.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mall Adventure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mall Adventure&lt;/strong&gt;-
Part 2
by Scott Akins
The Mall Adventure2 by Scott Akins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Well it would be a shame to waste an opportunity like this,” James
thought out loud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Opportunity?”  Sammy said cocking an eyebrow at him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Yeah.  I mean I think some more play time is in order here,” James
said with a smile not sure how that idea would be received.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“No way.”  Sammy said immediately.  She didn’t like the sound
of that at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Mall Adventure</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-mall-adventure/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-mall-adventure/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mall Adventure&lt;/strong&gt;
by Scott Akins
The Mall Adventure by Scott Akins
Jenni and Sammy had been life long friends and often shared the same
interests.  A new one that was developing within both of them was
bondage.  They had discovered it on the Internet one night and got
to talking to one another about it.  They both found that each had
thought about it a little but had never tried it. That changed over the
following months as they started to experiment with bondage on each other. 
Looking at websites for ideas and taking turns tying and gagging each other
in various positions.  They also had almost maxed out a credit card
each in building a toy box involving their new interest.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>