<?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>Sindewell on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/sindewell/</link><description>Recent content in Sindewell on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/sindewell/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Perfect Dream</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/a-perfect-dream/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/a-perfect-dream/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a dream I had - it was so real and it felt like it was really
happening to me.  I hope that one day (soon) it does!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was brought down into the basement, naked except for a blindfold. 
Leather wrist cuffs are locked onto my wrists and I am strung up to the
hooks in the beams above me.  I form a perfect Y balancing precariously
on the balls of my feet.  You gag me with the ingenious bit gag you
made for me for Christmas.  The straps are pulled tightly around my
head, causing me to moan slightly.  The eye hook that you have screwed
into the front of the bit is attached to another eye hook that you have
screwed into the beam above me.  This forces me to arch my head back,
rendering me completely helpless…and I love it!  I feel you playing
with my asshole and the feel the tip of the lubed up butt plug against
the entrance of my ass.  You slowly and gently push it up into my
ass.  You are pleased.  It will come in handy later, you think
wickedly to yourself.  I hear you take a picture with the new digital
camera…that’s good, because I want to see this when all is done!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>