<?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>Hum: Con-Reluct on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/hum-con-reluct/</link><description>Recent content in Hum: Con-Reluct on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/hum-con-reluct/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Electric Gauntlet</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-electric-gauntlet/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-electric-gauntlet/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The impetus for this story was to document my activities while trying
to push the envelope relating to duration of myself self-bondage and risk
of exposure. Since I build most of my toys used in my adventures,
I took suggestions from a lot of stories that I have been reading lately
to create the combination of restraints depicted in the story.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With it having been a fairly long winter I decided to take advantage
of the arrival of spring and the privacy associated with our property in
the woods. We have a house on a wooded five-acre piece of land in
Colorado. The front and one side of the house could be seen from
the road. Most of the rest of the property had fairly dense trees
and with few exceptions was not visible to my neighbors or the road.
About 500 feet behind a house on the hill was an overgrown dirt road that
was part of the planned future development. On the other side
of the road was an undeveloped wooded 100-acre parcel. I planned
to include this area in my activities.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>