<?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>Forced Orgasm on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/forced-orgasm/</link><description>Recent content in Forced Orgasm 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/forced-orgasm/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Trucebreaker</title><link>/stories/2019/11/14/trucebreaker/</link><pubDate>Thu, 14 Nov 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/11/14/trucebreaker/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;*= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Would you swear on your sister to make and keep a truce?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Five gangs come up with a unique way to create and enforce a truce. But what happens when someone breaks that truce and your sister is the one who will bear the brunt of the punishment needed to restore peace?&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Five Foot Spreader-bar</title><link>/stories/2014/06/28/the-five-foot-spreader-bar/</link><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/06/28/the-five-foot-spreader-bar/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago Peter measured, cut, sanded and made me a lovely long spreader bar for me to play with. It&amp;rsquo;s a thick wooden dowel rod five feet long with screw eyes in the ends and one in the centre of the bar. He painted it black for me and it has been drying in the garage all week, ready for me to play with. Now this spreader bar is only four to five inches smaller than me. So it would be a challenge how I was going to use it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>My Butler James 5: The Singularity</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-butler-james-5-the-singularity/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-butler-james-5-the-singularity/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="mybutlerjames4.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Butler James 4: James 3.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 5: The Singularity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I awoke feeling pretty sore, but overall rather satisfied, even though I just crossed a threshold of sorts and had some pretty intense sex with the new and vastly improved James. He was no simple toy for me to use for my entertainment, but rather I got the distinct impression that he used me for his. To be forced, bound, and taken repeatedly to orgasm by my mechanical master was nearly nirvana. Better than any man, but in all fairness to men in general, I hadn&amp;rsquo;t any experience with any take charge kind of men in that manner.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>