<?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>Steven on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/steven/</link><description>Recent content in Steven on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 16 Feb 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/steven/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Punished by my Sister-In-Law</title><link>/stories/2014/02/16/punished-by-my-sister-in-law/</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Feb 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/02/16/punished-by-my-sister-in-law/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Last week an opportunity came up to get away to a weekend-house &amp;amp; ranch that my parents own. During the weekdays, no one is ever there, and only on some weekends. My wife &amp;amp; I had had a bad fight, and I had to get away for a day or two to clear my mind.  I imagined that my darling wife in her anger, attached my chastity tube, and sent me off to her sister to be punished (that SIL hates my guts).&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Caged &amp; Left</title><link>/stories/2013/10/04/caged-left/</link><pubDate>Fri, 04 Oct 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/10/04/caged-left/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The following is true, these notes were written the evening my ordeal.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;During a hike thru a wetlands/wilderness area, last month I had found an ancient steel fixture, kind of a cage of bars, out in the middle of a stand of trees that were in the middle of a fenced 50 acre wetlands reserve. Hiking trails ran thru a large area that bordered this fenced off reserve. A couple days ago I did a hike thru the wetlands, and noticed how few people were on the trails weekdays in the early afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>