<?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>Corr on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/corr/</link><description>Recent content in Corr on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/corr/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Big Risk</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-big-risk/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-big-risk/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Hello Gromet.
That about does it.  Thanks for the ride.  It was certainly
a journey of self discover and escape from the bondage of shame and guilt.
Take care,
Otto.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Big Risk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can confidently say that I know tons about self bondage.  Not
just techniques, but also about motivation.  Why do we do it, and
how does the behavior affect our habit?  We get such a rush out of
that point of no return, but the same bondage activity soon becomes tiresome,
and we search for something different.  We look for different risks
to take, longer bondage sessions, and inevitable pain and torture.  
We start with basic self-imprisonment with a release in one to two hours. 
Then we might experiement with long sessions with uncomfortable positions. 
Perhaps some partial suspension.  We start using vibrators and fetish
clothes to highten our level of sexual arousal.  Perhaps a little
public bondage.  Perhaps some electrical torture.  We keep escalating
our self-bondage behavior looking for greater and greater adrenaline rushes,
but like a heroine addict, nothing ever seems to match that first time
we found ourselves completely helpless to release ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>