<?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>Tigershark on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/tigershark/</link><description>Recent content in Tigershark on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2020 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/tigershark/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>24 Hours with Goddess F</title><link>/stories/2020/04/25/24-hours-with-goddess-f/</link><pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2020 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2020/04/25/24-hours-with-goddess-f/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I wake up in bed next to you. I am in a spandex hood with a mouth opening. I am working to recall the predicament that you left me in before turning in last night. My hands are in leather bondage mitts. When I move them I can feel they are padlocked on. I lift my covered hands to my face and they are stopped by a tug on ‘your’ balls. I do my best to feel through the leather of the mitts and there is a leather ball stretcher locked onto ‘your’ balls and seemingly chained to the mitts. Attempting to feel around a bit more there is a plug in this slave&amp;rsquo;s ass and clearly it has stretched me to the point where I can no longer sense it being inside of me for I cannot feel it from the inside. Moving my legs I discern that my ankles are cuffed and a short piece of chain links them together.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>