<?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>F-Ffm on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/f-ffm/</link><description>Recent content in F-Ffm on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/f-ffm/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Miss Johnson's Initiation 3</title><link>/stories/2006/11/05/miss-johnsons-initiation-3/</link><pubDate>Sun, 05 Nov 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2006/11/05/miss-johnsons-initiation-3/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3: Enjoying the View&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;David winked at me across the staff room
the morning after my lesson with Jane and Sarah. I must have looked a picture,
bouncing into the room as if I was full of the joys of spring! He knew… He knew
exactly what had gone on the night before, and the grin he shot in my direction
told me that he knew exactly what was going to happen next week too!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Bondage 1: My Bondage Begins</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-1-my-bondage-begins/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-1-my-bondage-begins/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1: My Bondage Begins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capture and transport&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I watched Diane open the door to her room. I had picked her up in the hotel bar, though I guess, with 20-20 hind sight, it would be more accurate to say she had picked me up. We had chatted for a while and she had asked if I would like to go upstairs where we ‘could be more comfortable.’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Of course my answer was yes. She was a very attractive woman. A few years older then me, perhaps, but with a pretty face and, from what I could see, an admirable figure. In the elevator she had asked my room number but when I told her she said something about the upper floors having bigger rooms and suggested we go to hers. I didn’t much care about room size but then I wasn’t thinking beyond the size of the bed in either room.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Bondage 2: Life as a Slave</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-2-life-as-a-slave/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-2-life-as-a-slave/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="mybondage.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Bondage 1: My Bondage Begins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 2: Life as a Slave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meal time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Diane led me by the chain attached to my testicles to the dining room. I saw Pillar busy in the kitchen and soon Janice was serving Diane her dinner. Between mouthfuls Diane looked at me and said, “You might as well be useful. Get under the table and eat me while I eat my dinner. You better do a good job or we will have another session with the crop.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Bondage 3: Games</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-3-games/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-3-games/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="mybondage2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Bondage 2: Life as a Slave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 3: Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freedom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A couple of days after our terrible punishment Janice and I were again alone on the lawn as she brought me lunch. Trying to mask our actions to avoid further brutal punishment, I lifted the sandwich in front of my mouth and said, “I want to apologize for getting you into trouble and whipped like that. I had no idea of what she would do.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Bondage 4: On Loan and Escape</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-4-on-loan-and-escape/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-4-on-loan-and-escape/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="mybondage3.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Bondage 3: Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 4: On Loan and Escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A first meeting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I said that Diane wasn’t really sadistic. The same couldn’t be said for Senora Rodriguez, the wife of Senor, El Colonel, Arturo Rodriguez, the local federal police commander. She visited around the first of each month, presumably to pick up the monthly bribe money. Generally this was an all girl affair with me locked to my bed in the cell while Janice and Pillar had to provide the entertainment.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Bondage 5: Under New Management</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-5-under-new-management/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-bondage-5-under-new-management/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="mybondage4.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Bondage 4: On Loan and Escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 5: Under New Management&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We had all had at least one orgasm and Janice had her second, the little slut. Actually I didn’t mind that she had more orgasms than me. She was better equipped for multiple orgasms than I was. In addition we had gotten Pillar out of her control belt, I asked what all this master stuff was. I wasn’t expecting them to submit themselves to me. I had expected to find our clothes and figure out a way to go home.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>