<?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>Piercingg on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/piercingg/</link><description>Recent content in Piercingg on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2012 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/piercingg/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Letters From Kaylin Chapter 4.2: Mountain Meadows of Bondage</title><link>/stories/2012/11/02/letters-from-kaylin-chapter-4.2-mountain-meadows-of-bondage/</link><pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/11/02/letters-from-kaylin-chapter-4.2-mountain-meadows-of-bondage/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I have consolidated all of my stories to date on a Yahoo Adult Group. The Group has the stories and loads of free heavy rubber photo finds that I&amp;rsquo;ve compiled over the years. There are even a couple of photos of me enjoying my favorite material. &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/rbrbill_fans/"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/rbrbill_fans/&lt;/a&gt; - Story continues from &lt;a href="lettersfromkaylin7.html"&gt;Ch4: Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 4: Mountain Meadows of Bondage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2: Jason Meets Angelina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jason knew nothing but dark now. The computer battery died at some point so now he was alone in the pressing rubber confines of the box and his thoughts. His thoughts were focused on rubber. He saw rubber in every thought. He drank rubber. He smelled rubber. Rubber massaged his body. Rubber filled his mouth. Rubber filled his belly. He was turning to rubber inside and out. He was rubber.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>