<?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>Bondage-Pony on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/bondage-pony/</link><description>Recent content in Bondage-Pony on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2018 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/bondage-pony/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Friend 3: In the Hands of Heather</title><link>/stories/2018/07/07/the-friend-3-in-the-hands-of-heather/</link><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/07/07/the-friend-3-in-the-hands-of-heather/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="thefriend2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Friend 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3: In the Hands of Heather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Heather has hold of the end of my leash and she is leading to along as naturally as if she had a dog to heel. The leash is part heavy chain and is the most subtly evil leash I have ever had a pleasure to wear.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My girlfriend has leashed me many times over the years as part of our kinky games, both to a collar and to a wickedly constructed body harness she found online at some website I never manged to locate. But this one is evil beyond belief. As to what Heather had done with my girlfriend I could only guess. We had both been passed into slavery by her friend and who knew what future we had before us out here in this countryside retreat.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>