<?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>Giftwrap on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/giftwrap/</link><description>Recent content in Giftwrap 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/giftwrap/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Remember - He Knows! 2: He Still Knows</title><link>/stories/2013/04/09/remember-he-knows-2-he-still-knows/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Apr 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/04/09/remember-he-knows-2-he-still-knows/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This story is fictional. If you think it’s about you or someone you know, that’s entirely by accident. Because this particularly story also contains elves, magic, and Santa, if you think it’s about someone you know, you might want to put down the egg nog and maybe find a therapist. It also contains adult themes including bondage and sex. If that bothers you, please read something else. Continued from &lt;a href="remember_he_knows.html"&gt;Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>At the Academy 3: Turning the Tables</title><link>/stories/2009/01/17/at-the-academy-3-turning-the-tables/</link><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/01/17/at-the-academy-3-turning-the-tables/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;continues from &lt;a href="at_the_academy2.html"&gt;part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3: Turning the Tables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s odd to wake up and find your surroundings completely changed. Roger was confused as he rose slightly out of bed, taking the bedroom surrounding him in. Display panel, bureau, closet, door – all the standard fittings for a reasonably priced hotel room with the antiseptic decorating style that went with a large chain. Of course, it took a moment as sleep fell away and he remembered that he really should be waking in the Baron’s large, circular, stone study. When that realization hit, he nearly leapt out of bed, ready for anything. His training rapidly took over and he relaxed a bit as he started to take full stock of his situation.
He guessed immediately that he was still in the VR suite – he doubted that he could have been taken off the station and to a hotel without the use of some significant amount of drugs and his senses weren’t dulled in a way that would indicate those had been used. But obviously, things had changed. Andrea was nowhere to be found, he was now dressed in contemporary clothing, albeit just his boxer briefs at the moment, and the décor was modern. He was obviously in a suite – the open doors to a bathroom and sitting area made that obvious. A quick look around confirmed both that Andrea was nowhere to be found and he wasn’t a prisoner in any way since all of the doors worked.
He decided to give himself some time to wake fully before trying to figure more out and headed for the shower after engaging all of the locks on the door to the hotel hallway. Not that it would matter if he was in some training scenario, since the computer would simply provide some other way for any programmed assailants to enter his rooms. But it was a logical step as he tried to remember what happened. In the shower, he replayed the previous night in the suite – Andrea bound in a suspended spread-eagle as he teased and tormented her (he remembered grinning at the amazing ability of the suite – that position normally would become horribly painful in a short while, but not when pressor fields suspended the subject). Her gagged moans and groans finally become climaxes when he allowed her release, her eyes vacillating between glares that showed a desire for revenge and plaintive looks that just indicated desire. In the end, he’d let her down and they’d made love on the bed without the benefit of any bindings in the tender and romantic way that only new lovers can seem to capture.
As he applied the soap he wondered what had happened? How in the hell had the suite…&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Remember - He Knows!</title><link>/stories/2007/03/10/remember-he-knows/</link><pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/03/10/remember-he-knows/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Miranda sat at her computer, scanning the data on machine performance and looking for the tell-tale signs of impending issues.  After a long day of programming, database maintenance, and control system recalibration, she always performed this check to help identify the machines that might break down in the next day or two.  If she found anything, she’d schedule preventative maintenance to avoid the issue.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Preventative maintenance,” she thought to herself.  “I could use some of that.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Remember - He Knows!</title><link>/stories/2007/01/30/remember-he-knows/</link><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/01/30/remember-he-knows/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Miranda sat at her computer, scanning the data on machine performance and looking for the tell-tale signs of impending issues. After a long day of programming, database maintenance, and control system recalibration, she always performed this check to help identify the machines that might break down in the next day or two. If she found anything, she’d schedule preventative maintenance to avoid the issue.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Preventative maintenance,” she thought to herself. “I could use some of that.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Birthday Present</title><link>/stories/2003/08/12/the-birthday-present/</link><pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/08/12/the-birthday-present/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;“I’ll give you anything you want for your birthday!” Kelsie said with
a smile.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Anything?” Jeff replied&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Anything….” Kelsie said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kelsie was absolutely gorgeous.  She stood 5’7”; weighed about
125 lbs. and her figure would make an hourglass blush.  She worked
out quite regularly and she was firm all the way around, especially her
36 C breasts.  Jeff’s birthday was coming up and she wanted to do
anything that he wanted.  They had been dating for almost 2 years
now and the more she figured she would do for him, the more she figured
he would be closer to asking for her hand.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Birthday Present</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-birthday-present/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-birthday-present/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll give you anything you want for your birthday&amp;rdquo;, Kelsie said with
a smile.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Anything??&amp;rdquo;, Jeff replied&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Anything..&amp;rdquo; Kelsie said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kelsie was absolutely gorgeous. She stood 5'7&amp;quot;; weighed about
125 lbs. and her figure would make an hourglass blush. She worked
out quite regularly and she was firm all the way around, especially her
36 C breasts. Jeff&amp;rsquo;s birthday was coming up and she wanted to do
anything that he wanted. They had been dating for almost 2 years
now and the more she figured she would do for him the more she figured
he would be closer to asking for her hand.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>