<?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>Gumshields on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/gumshields/</link><description>Recent content in Gumshields on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/gumshields/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Institutionalised 3: A Close Shave</title><link>/stories/2017/10/07/institutionalised-3-a-close-shave/</link><pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/10/07/institutionalised-3-a-close-shave/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continued from &lt;a href="institutionalised2.html"&gt;part two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3: A Close Shave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They unbuckled me from the trolley, my legs cramping at first, and then they removed my straightjacket. I was hot and sweaty but oh, I was so relieved, although I knew something nasty was probably coming. They led me, unresisting to the gyn/ob chair and quickly strapped me in, rubber straps being pulled tight at my ankles, knees, thighs, waist, above my breasts, then at biceps and wrists. When they were finished I could only move my head. I was naked except for my mask, and for that I was relieved. And I could still taste and smell all the juices of the women, and Dr. Mann’s sperm on me. Yes, it was quite a cocktail to savour all right.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Four Play 8: Acquisition, Transportation and Rubberisation</title><link>/stories/2015/07/24/four-play-8-acquisition-transportation-and-rubberisation/</link><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/07/24/four-play-8-acquisition-transportation-and-rubberisation/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continues from &lt;a href="fourplay7.html"&gt;part seven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 8: Acquisition, Transportation and Rubberisation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The week before the vacation began there was a lot of nervousness between Sophie and me. I think we both wanted to get it going. She spent some evenings out with her girlfriends, and I knew they were doing some shopping, no doubt spending a lot of money – our money – on latex for the guys, and probably other “equipment” too. It made me a little nervous as I knew Sophie had a very fertile imagination. But fair’s fair, we could have them for five days, and it was fair that they could have a crack at us for two but I had a feeling that they would learn a lot during their adventure, and it would rebound on us…..&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>