<?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>XulValhalla on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/xulvalhalla/</link><description>Recent content in XulValhalla on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/xulvalhalla/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Getting Myself Caught</title><link>/stories/2010/06/05/getting-myself-caught/</link><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/06/05/getting-myself-caught/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I want to start off by saying that this is in fact a true story.  Self-bondage is not something new to me.  In fact, I have been practicing self-bondage since I was twelve years old.  Though, my knowledge with techniques and experiences now are far more superior than they were back then.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a regular weeknight.  Like usual, I found myself adding various bondage pictures and videos to my already excessive collection.  The question is not &amp;ldquo;when are you in the mood for bondage?&amp;rdquo; but rather &amp;ldquo;when aren&amp;rsquo;t you in the mood for bondage?&amp;quot;.  It seems like I am always in the mood.  Even though the regular business of the day keeps the mind occupied, in the evening, the want to be tied up increases.  I generally don&amp;rsquo;t perform self-bondage on a regular basis because I often take a few hours to prepare and perform, which is hard to spare as a student.  Regardless, this night, I simply couldn&amp;rsquo;t take it anymore.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>