<?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>Kipnap on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/kipnap/</link><description>Recent content in Kipnap on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/kipnap/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Bondage Peril - The Concrete Crypt</title><link>/stories/2014/08/18/bondage-peril-the-concrete-crypt/</link><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/08/18/bondage-peril-the-concrete-crypt/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Daniel began to stir, his head fuzzy and aching. At first he was dimly unaware of anything, semi-conscious and struggling to open his eyes. His head throbbed as he shook it, trying to shake off the sleep that was trying to draw him back into unconsciousness. Awareness flickered as he tried to rub his eyes and realised that he couldn’t move his arms. Struggling to make sense of things, he opened his eyes and saw&amp;hellip;nothing. Pitch black. What was this? His arms were pinned behind him. A few moments of struggle revealed that he was tied up.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bondage Peril - The Concrete Crypt</title><link>/stories/2014/08/18/bondage-peril-the-concrete-crypt/</link><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/08/18/bondage-peril-the-concrete-crypt/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Daniel began to stir, his head fuzzy and aching. At first he was dimly unaware of anything, semi-conscious and struggling to open his eyes. His head throbbed as he shook it, trying to shake off the sleep that was trying to draw him back into unconsciousness. Awareness flickered as he tried to rub his eyes and realised that he couldn’t move his arms. Struggling to make sense of things, he opened his eyes and saw&amp;hellip;nothing. Pitch black. What was this? His arms were pinned behind him. A few moments of struggle revealed that he was tied up.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>