<?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>SissyJayla on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/sissyjayla/</link><description>Recent content in SissyJayla on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 24 Aug 2019 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/sissyjayla/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>First Session Nightmare</title><link>/stories/2019/08/24/first-session-nightmare/</link><pubDate>Sat, 24 Aug 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/08/24/first-session-nightmare/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continued from &lt;a href="firstsessionnightmare.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2: Nightmare Continues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You would think that getting knocked out unwillingly while bound, gagged and caged in a strangers attic would be the low point of your first real bondage experience. Turns out, waking up was worse. Trying to shake off the overwhelming groggy haze was quickly replaced by panic as I realized my helpless situation was the same even though everything else had changed. I was now completely alert to my surroundings with my eyes wide open, however, I found everything remained completely dark. A leather blindfold was attached to the harness that was still tightly secured around my head. At the same time, my attention was focused on the annoying white noise being pumped into my ears through large headphones placed on top of the head harness.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>First Session Nightmare</title><link>/stories/2018/12/16/first-session-nightmare/</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/12/16/first-session-nightmare/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;lsquo;Hi! I&amp;rsquo;m Jayla, a 20-something passable crossdresser looking for a fun night in bondage&amp;rsquo;. That&amp;rsquo;s pretty much how I started most of the ads I posted on several online personals sites over the last couple years. Along with a photo of me dressed and all made up of course. And like most people on those sites I never actually carried through with going to meet up with anyone, because they were either too aggressive right off the bat or just didn&amp;rsquo;t have the same interests.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>