<?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>Glove on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/glove/</link><description>Recent content in Glove on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/glove/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Got Toys? Don't Leave Home Without Them!</title><link>/stories/2014/10/03/got-toys-dont-leave-home-without-them/</link><pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/10/03/got-toys-dont-leave-home-without-them/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Harry had somewhat reluctantly agreed to participate in his wife’s insistence on another beach vacation. “Seen one beach, you’ve seen them all,” he admonished her during the early planning stages. “Look, honey, Mexico’s got some really great deals at all-inclusive resorts. We’ll all be pampered to death, isn’t that exciting?” she responded.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And so it began. The couple’s teenage daughters enthusiastically joined in the frenzy of anticipation of massages, poolside socializing, free night club entry, &amp;amp; an assortment of restaurants to explore at the expansive resort property. Harry acquiesced, although he was really more of a mountain hiker kind of guy than a pool or beachside lounger. Snorkeling adventures were an option he could enjoy, however, he figured.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Ebony 3: Bondage Goes Hi-Tech</title><link>/stories/2014/07/26/ebony-3-bondage-goes-hi-tech/</link><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/07/26/ebony-3-bondage-goes-hi-tech/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="ebony2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebony 2: Beauty &amp;amp; the Bitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CHAPTER 3 – MEMORY MAYHEM&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Over the next two weeks Ebony and I had daily sessions to help her memorize the names of all those her selfish pursuit to reach her career goal had hurt. Besides humiliating her by making her learn how to deep throat a dildo and control her gag reflex there was a much more effective method.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For at least a couple of hours each day I suspended her stark naked in a spread eagle and carefully attached twenty six small metal alligator clips to her body. The ear lobes, nipples, the soft skin inside her elbows and at the back of her knees each received one. Several went around the vagina, one on the clit and the last ones at her anus. All of the clips were wired to a control box and all of them were numbered. The numbers also appeared on the monitor beside the list of names.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>