<?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>Suck Slut on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/suck-slut/</link><description>Recent content in Suck Slut on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/authors/suck-slut/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Fucktoy</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-fucktoy/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-fucktoy/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;My wedding was simple and uneventful as was my honeymoon. My now husband and I had dabbled in bondage before getting married. It got to the point that we did write a contract so that I could not pull the “I’m too tired” bit. On our honeymoon we did some light bondage but nothing too serious. Things changed on our way home though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My husband informed me that he had a few surprises for me when we got home. I was excited and could not imagine what they possibly could be. We got home late and he decided to way until the next day to give me the surprises.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>