<?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>Pinwheel on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/pinwheel/</link><description>Recent content in Pinwheel on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2025 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/pinwheel/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Girls Game Night</title><link>/stories/2025/09/06/girls-game-night/</link><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2025/09/06/girls-game-night/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="part-5"&gt;Part 5&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It had been an extremely long week for me. Hanna hadn’t been joking about her plans last week as she’d hustled me out into the night. I’d been edged repeatedly until I was a needy mess, spanked to tears on a nightly basis and generally tortured in various creative ways. I loved every minute of it!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now it was Wednesday again and we were meeting up with the girls at Alison&amp;rsquo;s house. Our weekly meetup had originally been just for wine and games, but the last two months had seen it evolve into something far more kinky. I didn’t know where this would all end up, but I’d seen changes in all my friends these few weeks. When I got the chance I planned to talk to them about it!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>