<?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>Restriction on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/restriction/</link><description>Recent content in Restriction on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/restriction/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Board</title><link>/stories/2017/12/02/the-board/</link><pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/12/02/the-board/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Lori walked slowly through the forest near her home, leaning her sweat covered body back she looked at the sun rising and grunted behind the large leather gag that she had strapped so tight that the skin around each strap was puckering above and below them. The thick leather bit filled her mouth, pulled back by the twin straps that attached to the D-rings on either side. The vertical straps criss crossing her head like all the others were very wide splitting around her nose joining a single strap that ran between her eyes limiting her view. All the sturdy straps combined with the wide chin strap making it impossible to remove without unbuckling it, and of course the small padlocks made that impossible. Lori leaned her rigid body forwards again forcing her shaking legs to continue moving her towards her back yard.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Corsets</title><link>/stories/2015/04/10/corsets/</link><pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/04/10/corsets/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Lori had been fascinated by corsets since she was a little girl and her great grandmother had laced her into her “training” corset from when she had been small. Lori had loved the tight compression and the feeling of being continuously hugged and for some reason even had feelings in her “special place” arising from the restrictions the corset put on her. Her great grandma would lace her tightly each time she visited and Lori would beg to spend her summers with her.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>