<?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>T.S Fesseln on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/t.s-fesseln/</link><description>Recent content in T.S Fesseln on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/t.s-fesseln/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Away in the Manger</title><link>/stories/2006/04/14/away-in-the-manger/</link><pubDate>Fri, 14 Apr 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2006/04/14/away-in-the-manger/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Gina once again struggled against the leather handcuffs and ankle cuffs
holding her in a tight hog-tie; grunting into her ballgag. There was still
that warm, after-orgasm feeling glowing within her like embers underneath
the fire grate. Her husband, Stephen, had made sure after they had made
love that she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t go anywhere. He had a surprise for her, something
she deserved. What had begun as a simple Saturday afternoon&amp;rsquo;s delight was
ending up as something much more.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Away in the Manger</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/away-in-the-manger/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/away-in-the-manger/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Gina once again struggled against the leather handcuffs and ankle cuffs
holding her in a tight hog-tie; grunting into her ballgag. There was still
that warm, after-orgasm feeling glowing within her like embers underneath
the fire grate. Her husband, Stephen, had made sure after they had made
love that she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t go anywhere. He had a surprise for her, something
she deserved. What had begun as a simple Saturday afternoon&amp;rsquo;s delight was
ending up as something much more.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>