<?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>Sneakerslave on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/sneakerslave/</link><description>Recent content in Sneakerslave on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2012 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/sneakerslave/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Rubber Epiphany</title><link>/stories/2012/11/12/rubber-epiphany/</link><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/11/12/rubber-epiphany/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;My first actual bondage experience was when I was 17, in summer camp. I was a junior counselor that year, at a girl’s camp in Vermont. I had always known that being tied up, or the thought of it, was something that aroused me sexually. So, as girls will be girls, I was ambushed by a group of campers and tied to a tree, gagged with wide tape, and left there for an hour or so until a couple of fellow counselors rescued me. That night, I masturbated to an orgasm remembering how excited I had become.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Rubber Epiphany</title><link>/stories/2012/11/12/rubber-epiphany/</link><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/11/12/rubber-epiphany/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;My first actual bondage experience was when I was 17, in summer camp. I was a junior counselor that year, at a girl’s camp in Vermont. I had always known that being tied up, or the thought of it, was something that aroused me sexually. So, as girls will be girls, I was ambushed by a group of campers and tied to a tree, gagged with wide tape, and left there for an hour or so until a couple of fellow counselors rescued me. That night, I masturbated to an orgasm remembering how excited I had become.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>