<?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>Slavek999 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/slavek999/</link><description>Recent content in Slavek999 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2013 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/slavek999/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Mistress Sends Me on a Trip</title><link>/stories/2013/01/20/mistress-sends-me-on-a-trip/</link><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/01/20/mistress-sends-me-on-a-trip/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;As you have seen from my recent adventures my Mistress, Mistress Stephanie has taken immense pleasure in messing with my state of mind in our recent sessions including setting me up and accusing me of playing around with another lady. Well I knew this next trip was going to be another one because I was told I was to book a trip out on Thursday evening with a 5 pm flight home on Sunday afternoon. I was told to pack an extra change a clothes in my carry on, wear a pair of jeans and shirt I didn&amp;rsquo;t care about and to to bring nothing else except for my ID, cellphone, 20 dollars and my house keys for when I get home.
THURSDAY
Thursday afternoon comes around and Mistress arrives at my place about 3 hours before my flight and tells me that she will take me to the airport. I&amp;rsquo;m confused because I thought I was going on a trip with her. Of course it is not a simple drive to the airport because as I am getting in the passenger seat of her car she hands me a pair of blackened out sunglasses for me to wear and tells me I must be restrained for this part of my trip. She proceeds to handcuff my hands behind my back and shackles my ankles together. I start to ask her questions on what is going on and I receive a quick slap to the face and a warning to not speak unless I am asked a question. I heard a click, felt the exhale of her first cigarette of the drive and felt the car move.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Next Session with Mistress</title><link>/stories/2011/02/27/next-session-with-mistress/</link><pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/02/27/next-session-with-mistress/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;After my last visit to my mistress I was both anxious and apprehensive about the next visit (See story &lt;a href="../storiesek/fantasysessionwithmistress.html"&gt;A Fantasy Session with Mistress&lt;/a&gt;).  Well it was coming soon because last night my mistress called me and said I was to be at her place by 6 pm tonight and said I was to be prepared for an extended session.  Six O&amp;rsquo;clock came and I found myself outside her door thinking deja vu.  There was a note telling me to go in, disrobe and use the equipment on the table to put myself in bondage.  I walked in to find the entry way lit only by a candle and found ankle shackles, a blindfold and a leather belt with handcuffs attached to the belt.  I promptly disrobed, put the ankle shackles on and had a decision to make regarding the belt and handcuffs.  I hoped I was doing the right thing by putting on the belt and positioning the handcuffs behind my back.  I put the blindfold on and was able to cuff my hands behind my back and waited for mistress.
Mistress must have been watching because I didn&amp;rsquo;t have to wait at all because as soon as I had clicked the final handcuff on my wrist I heard her heals clicking on the floor and approaching me.  I am greeted again with a slight click and a large plume a smoke as she lights her cigarette and exhales into my face, she then seductively touches my cock and I jerk and moan with excitement.  I immediately feel a hard whack to my ass with some type of paddle as she admonishes me for moving and making a noise.  I then silent and motionlessly endure more teasing and torment from her and she smokes her cigarette and exhaling into my face.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Fantasy Session with Mistress</title><link>/stories/2010/04/16/a-fantasy-session-with-mistress/</link><pubDate>Fri, 16 Apr 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/04/16/a-fantasy-session-with-mistress/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I had reached the door to my mistresses dungeon, instead of ringing the bell to be let in there was a note that said I was to enter and follow the instructions left on the table.  I opened the door, it was extremely dark only lit by a candle on the table.  The note on the table required me to disrobe, blindfold myself and put on the handcuffs and leg shackles.  So I undressed, put the leg shackles on my ankles, put the blindfold on and handcuffed my hands behind my back.
I don&amp;rsquo;t know how long I stood there but I knew better than say anything or move around.  Then I heard heels on the hardwood floors approaching.  I held my breath in anticipation.  Then suddenly I heard a click and then mistress exhaled her smoke into my face.  I moved my head around to discern where she was and was rewarded with a slap to my cheek and another cloud of smoke in my face.  All I heard was the clicking of her heels on the floor and felt more clouds of smoke in my face.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>