<?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>M-F, Bdsm, Bondage, Latex, Slave, Toys, Shock, Reluct, XX on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/m-f-bdsm-bondage-latex-slave-toys-shock-reluct-xx/</link><description>Recent content in M-F, Bdsm, Bondage, Latex, Slave, Toys, Shock, Reluct, XX on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2005 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/m-f-bdsm-bondage-latex-slave-toys-shock-reluct-xx/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Boot Camp: Slave 100</title><link>/stories/2005/09/17/boot-camp-slave-100/</link><pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/09/17/boot-camp-slave-100/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Boot Camp: Slave 100
by GaggedUtopia&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have been running this camp for almost 3 years now. It is a 13 room
farmhouse sitting on 20 acres of land in upstate New York. I bought the
place to get away and relax with my wife, Marie and slave of 7 years. To
better suit the place to our needs, I gutted a few rooms of the house and
set them up as playrooms. For almost two years we enjoyed the house to
ourselves until one day I received a request from a friend of mine. Paul
was well aware of our activities at the farmhouse and knew my wife was
a trained slave. It was this knowledge the prompted him to ask me to train
his own slave, or more to the point, train his girlfriend, Diane, to be
a better slave.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>