<?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>Collars on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/collars/</link><description>Recent content in Collars 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="/tags/collars/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Private Dreams</title><link>/stories/2017/01/30/private-dreams/</link><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/01/30/private-dreams/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Madison had been into bondage her whole adult life, her entire body had been sculpted by the things she forced it into. The tiny waist she had was due to her passion for corsets, she had not been without one since she was eighteen, wow, eighteen she thought just over ten years ago and look at me know. Madison stood looking at the body that had gotten her everything she had ever wanted enjoying herself as she stroked her muscular legs admiring the tall heels she always wore locked on and how they forced her legs and ass to look so good. The corset she currently wore hadn’t been removed in six months and kept her waist at a svelte sixteen inches with its half cups supporting her large breasts that had been kept firm and perfectly shaped by the “bras” she was never without.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Snowbound 17: The Bondage Evaluation</title><link>/stories/2017/01/29/snowbound-17-the-bondage-evaluation/</link><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/01/29/snowbound-17-the-bondage-evaluation/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continued from &lt;a href="snowbound16.html"&gt;part 16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 17: The Bondage Evaluation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When Cassandra was finally able to tear herself away from seeing how the Black PVC Catsuit hugged every curve of her body, Kate escorted her down to the Library where Mistress Allison was waiting!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After knocking and gaining entrance, she found that both Beth and Valerie were now naked, collared, and wearing nothing but bondage bracelets and high heels. They were both kneeling in front of Mistress Allison’s Library desk.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Snowbound 18: Winning The Lottery</title><link>/stories/2017/01/29/snowbound-18-winning-the-lottery/</link><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/01/29/snowbound-18-winning-the-lottery/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continued from &lt;a href="snowbound17.html"&gt;part 17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 18: Winning The Lottery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The next day, after Cassandra had released Valerie, it was her turn to bathe and prepare her guest. Valerie was soon wearing the “O” dress just like Beth, and the two women would spend the day together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cassandra again wore her Maid’s uniform, but Mistress Allison did not lock the collar around her neck. She wondered why, but did not ask. Mistress Allison did not do anything without a reason, so she knew that whatever the cause, she would discover it later.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Collar</title><link>/stories/2016/09/02/collar/</link><pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2016/09/02/collar/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;June had all ways been fascinated by collars, when she was very young she used to wrap the dog’s collar around her neck and let her brother and his friends lead her around usually by a rope she had tied to it. When she got older she started wearing a short chain that she had dug out of her father’s garage locked tightly around her neck. This collar lasted almost two years before she had it cut off since she had long before lost the key to the large padlock holding it closed.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Murderess 2</title><link>/stories/2013/02/26/the-murderess-2/</link><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/02/26/the-murderess-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="murderess.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Murderess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. TRANSFERED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The four important women and Lord A conferred for some time. Then he spoke:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Good, Everything has been agreed. The convict Jane H. is transferred to my custody. She is now my slave-convict. The terms of the Agreement are these&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He turned in his chair, grabbed the chain Sally was holding and pulled me close to him. He shoved an impressive legal document into my hands.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bob and Carol and Alice</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/bob-and-carol-and-alice/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/bob-and-carol-and-alice/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="bob_carol_alice.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bob and Carol and Alice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Racer and Rick are a relatively normal(?) heterosexual 30 something
couple living in New York City who enjoy bondage, domination, and sex. 
Rick is an accountant.  Racer is a rather good female long distance
runner, and she placed well enough in last year’s New York City marathon
that if you saw her real name you might recognize it).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;* * * * * * * *&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bob and Carol and Alice</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/bob-and-carol-and-alice/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/bob-and-carol-and-alice/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(Racer and Rick are a relatively normal(?) heterosexual 30 something
couple living in New York City who enjoy bondage, domination, and sex. 
Rick is an accountant.  Racer is a rather good female long distance
runner, and she placed well enough in last year’s New York City marathon
that if you saw her real name you might recognize it).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;* * * * * * * *&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a story about two girls and a guy.  They are college-educated
professionals successfully pursuing careers in a mid-western city. 
All three are in their late twenties, and all three are sexually passionate
with an interest in bondage sex.  They attended college together,
where Carol and Alice were roommates and they both dated Bob.  Carol
is a blond, Alice is a brunette, and Bob is somewhere in between. 
Bob is heterosexual, while Carol and Alice – well, we will let the reader
decide!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Leather Twins Part 6: A Sister Sandwich</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-leather-twins-part-6-a-sister-sandwich/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-leather-twins-part-6-a-sister-sandwich/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="leather_twins05.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Leather Twins Part 5: The Sisters Embrace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Six - A Sister Sandwich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 11 – A Sister
Sandwich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girls might have been satiated after their ride but Karen and I
were as horny as hell.  We decided to look after that problem and
then enjoy a good night’s sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of our huge king size beds was just about big enough for what we
had in mind.  We started by strapping their arms in a wrist to elbow
position and pulling leather pouches over them.  More straps across
the shoulders and between their breasts then back to the pouches locked
them in place.  After what we had done to them their arms were almost
comfortable.   We pulled their hair out of the way into tight
ponytails.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Web They Weaved</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-web-they-weaved/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-web-they-weaved/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Helen felt as if there was a storm of butterflies
inside of her as she drove to her sister Ellen&amp;rsquo;s house. She had felt this
way all morning as she showered and dressed and packed a few intimate things
for today&amp;rsquo;s adventure. She felt this way every time her and her twin sister
got together for their little bondage games. It was something she
had stumbled into. One day, Helen came over to her sister&amp;rsquo;s place
earlier than she had planned and found Ellen naked on the bed, bound and
gagged, in the middle of a self-bondage session. After untying her,
a somewhat embarrassed Ellen explained the joys of bondage and how she
could NEVER tell her husband about it for fear of what he might think of
her.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>