<?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>Resign on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/resign/</link><description>Recent content in Resign on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2019 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/resign/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Needing More</title><link>/stories/2019/06/03/needing-more/</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/06/03/needing-more/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;As always – enjoy the story, and do not try this sort of trash play at home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stella’s biggest fantasy was to be treated like trash. Now, most girls, when they say that, they probably mean they want to be humiliated or talked down to… but she meant it literally. Her favorite thing in the world, especially after a long, exhausting session in bed with her boyfriend Ethan, was to have him tie her up, gag her, and then wrap her in a trash bag and treat her like &lt;em&gt;literal&lt;/em&gt; trash. Like after he’d had his way with her, she was just some worthless &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; to be disposed of. She couldn’t explain why it turned her on so much, but she couldn’t deny that getting “trashed” was one of the most pleasurable sensations she could feel.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>