<?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>Ultraprene on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/ultraprene/</link><description>Recent content in Ultraprene 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/ultraprene/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Epidemic</title><link>/stories/2006/11/14/the-epidemic/</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2006/11/14/the-epidemic/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The author wishes to thank B3=s Wendy, Latex Elf, Lanky in Latex, and others from Rubber Pal for their
generous help with ideas and inspiration.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The epidemic was
raging, striking one community after another. While it seemed to affect
only a minority of the people, those who did catch the disease had more than
a 30% mortality rate. Since its first appearance a couple of years earlier,
the scientific and medical communities had been struggling to find
treatments or vaccines. There had been only limited success until a few
months ago when a lab in the UK had discovered how to make a vaccine based
on antibodies taken from survivors who had caught the disease and recovered
from it. The main problem was that the antibody concentration in blood and
other body fluids was too low to produce commercial quantities of vaccine.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Logging Out</title><link>/stories/2005/06/12/logging-out/</link><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/06/12/logging-out/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Packaged Story Contest 2005 Entrant&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Christian conservatives had finally gained complete control of the
legislature and governor&amp;rsquo;s office and over the next few years appointed
enough of judges in State courts that for all practical purposes they controlled
the judiciary as well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pursuing their &amp;ldquo;God-given&amp;rdquo; duty they began the Righteous Crusade to
root our &amp;ldquo;immorality.&amp;rdquo; The police raided brothels, pornographic bookstores,
massage parlors, and every other sexually oriented business, prosecuting
the &amp;ldquo;evil doers&amp;rdquo; under the newly enacted vice laws.  The police, however,
were not the scariest part of the Crusade.  After all, they had to
show at least token compliance to due process.  The vigilante groups
did not.  Driven by fundamentalist religious zeal, they pursued their
own program to eradicate the &amp;ldquo;moral cancer&amp;rdquo; in the state. Suspected offenders
were rounded up in late night raids, tried before the vigilantes (where
for some reason they were always found guilty) and  punished according
to Old Testament law.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wheel Slave</title><link>/stories/2004/01/14/wheel-slave/</link><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2004 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2004/01/14/wheel-slave/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1: Background&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I go by the name Wheelslave. That&amp;rsquo;s not my real name, of course, but
one I guess I earned. My Mistress gave it to me after my training, but
all that in due time. Let me begin at the beginning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even as a youngster, I had somewhat kinky fantasies involving tight
jeans, bondage and figure revealing clothing. When I went to the circus,
acts that included or even implied bondage fascinated me, but a special
turn on was the knife-throwing act with the pretty assistant spinning on
the wheel. As I reached adulthood I gradually began to indulge my fetishistic
side, at first by reading kinky books and magazines. Eventually, I built
up the courage to visit a fetish club in the city and was not only turned
on, but was delighted and relieved to see that there were others who shared
my bizarre tastes. The next step was to go to a professional Dungeon. I
went again (and again). As a result I got to know a couple of the professional
Dommes and began seeing them at their private studios. One of these proved
to be rather convenient in that her studio was not far off my route to
work, so sometimes after a hard day of engineering, I would relieve myself
of my accumulated tensions (to say nothing of my earnings) with a visit
to this lady&amp;rsquo;s place for a session.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Entertaining Jenny</title><link>/stories/2003/03/16/entertaining-jenny/</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/03/16/entertaining-jenny/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Dear Gromet,
Here is my part of the joint venture with Jenny. Why not post it while
we wait for her contribution.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entertaining Jenny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prologue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jenny and I agreed to pursue a fantasy joint venture. First I would
tell her what I would do if I had her in my power, and she would then have
an opportunity to write a reply or &amp;ldquo;payback&amp;rdquo; story. At the moment Jenny
is still working on her part and we hope to post it as soon as it is done,
but for now here is my contribution:&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Academy Museum</title><link>/stories/2003/03/06/the-academy-museum/</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/03/06/the-academy-museum/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The Academy of Erotic Arts and Sciences has long been exploring and
experimenting with the outer fringes of human sexuality. Most of their
work is done with members, and while the results are published in certain
&amp;ldquo;inside&amp;rdquo; journals, the research facilities are not open to the curious
public. The exception is the Erotic Art Museum. Here are displayed all
sorts of erotic art from European and Asian classics to modern creations,
including some by Academy members.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Figure Training</title><link>/stories/2002/04/03/figure-training/</link><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/04/03/figure-training/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Note:�For background,you may want to read Ultraprene&amp;rsquo;s other stories, &amp;ldquo;The Academy Museum&amp;rdquo;�and &amp;ldquo;The Teleslave.&amp;rdquo;
Acknowledgement:�I thank Fantasia and Jester for their generous help and suggestions.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day Elizabeth read in a fetish publication that the Academy of Erotic
Arts and Sciences was seeking volunteer subjects to test a new method of
improving the female figure.  Having visited the Academy Museum on
a few occasions, she was aware of their excellent reputation and innovative
projects.  She thus phoned the Academy and was put in touch with John,
the engineering Director and the Principal Investigator of the Figure project.
He invited Elizabeth to visit the next day.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wheel of Fortune</title><link>/stories/2002/03/11/wheel-of-fortune/</link><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/03/11/wheel-of-fortune/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wheel of Fortune&lt;/strong&gt;
By Ultraprene&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Mistress Mandy received a letter from her old friend Cynthia:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;During my recent visit I was most pleased with your on-going training
of your long-time slave Flora.  I was also impressed with your new
slave Jason.  For a beginner he showed some real promise.  I
trust he is even better by now. As I told you in my last letter, I am now
Curator of the Academy of Erotic Arts and Sciences Museum, and as such
I am assembling some new exhibits for the Academy Museum.  If you
would agree to  lend me Flora and Jason for a month or so, I will
take excellent care of them and return them with some very valuable equipment
and training.  If you accept, I will send you additional details and
instructions.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wheel of Fortune</title><link>/stories/2002/03/11/wheel-of-fortune/</link><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/03/11/wheel-of-fortune/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer: The
following story is a sequel to &amp;ldquo;&lt;a href="wheel_fortune.html"&gt;Wheel of Fortune&lt;/a&gt;&amp;rdquo; posted earlier in this
Library.  Readers are reminded that this is a work of fiction involving
explicit sexual scenes.  If you are a minor, or if such material would
cause you legal or moral problems, please do not read further.  The
activities in this story are fantasy and some would not be practical nor
safe in real life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-=0=-&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wheel of Fortune 3</title><link>/stories/2002/03/11/wheel-of-fortune-3/</link><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/03/11/wheel-of-fortune-3/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Story continued from &lt;a href="wheel_fortune2.html"&gt;part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was too late in the day to call a moving
crew to transfer the  crates to the main house where Mandy had her
play rooms and &amp;ldquo;dungeon,&amp;rdquo; so they left the equipment in the carriage shed. 
They retired to the living room and spent the evening talking about Flora
and Jason&amp;rsquo;s adventures at the Academy.  Mandy also told her submissives
that although her trip had been mainly business, she had taken the opportunity
to meet with some colleagues in the Scene and to do a little special shopping.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Figure Training</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/figure-training/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/figure-training/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Note: For background,you may want to read Ultraprene&amp;rsquo;s other stories, &amp;ldquo;The Academy Museum&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;The Teleslave.&amp;rdquo;
Acknowledgement: I thank Fnatasia and Jester for their generous help and suggestions.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day Elizabeth read in a fetish publication that the Academy of Erotic
Arts and Sciences was seeking volunteer subjects to test a new method of
improving the female figure.  Having visited the Academy Museum on
a few occasions, she was aware of their excellent reputation and innovative
projects.  She thus phoned the Academy and was put in touch with John,
the engineering Director and the Principal Investigator of the Figure project.
He invited Elizabeth to visit the next day.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Teleslave</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-teleslave/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-teleslave/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The
Teleslave by Ultraprene
Since this crazy invention was my idea, it was no surprise when Lilly
decided to make me the test subject.  I had met Lilly, along with
her friends Roger and Monique, a year earlier at a fetish club so it was
to be expected she and I would share some erotic interests, but we were
both amazed at how many themes were common to our respective fantasies. 
We started out with a few &amp;ldquo;straight&amp;rdquo; dates, sometimes doubling with Roger
and Monique, we began experimenting with and escalating our kinky activities. 
Although both of us were switchable, it usually worked out that Lilly was
the Domme and I the sub. Within a month we had played with plastic wrap
mummification, total latex enclosure, and several other bondage ideas.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wheel of Fortune</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/wheel-of-fortune/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/wheel-of-fortune/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer
The
following story is a sequel to &amp;ldquo;Wheel of Fortune&amp;rdquo; posted earlier in this
Library.  Readers are reminded that this is a work of fiction involving
explicit sexual scenes.  If you are a minor, or if such material would
cause you legal or moral problems, please do not read further.  The
activities in this story are fantasy and some would not be practical nor
safe in real life.
-=0=-&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wheel of Fortune</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/wheel-of-fortune/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/wheel-of-fortune/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;8
Disclaimer
The
following story is a sequel to &amp;ldquo;Wheel of Fortune&amp;rdquo; posted earlier in this
Library.  Readers are reminded that this is a work of fiction involving
explicit sexual scenes.  If you are a minor, or if such material would
cause you legal or moral problems, please do not read further.  The
activities in this story are fantasy and some would not be practical nor
safe in real life.
-=0=-&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>