<?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>Rubbersuit on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/rubbersuit/</link><description>Recent content in Rubbersuit on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/rubbersuit/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Pig 2: Bondage Animal</title><link>/stories/2014/10/03/pig-2-bondage-animal/</link><pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/10/03/pig-2-bondage-animal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continued from &lt;a href="pig.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt;
Part 2: Bondage Animal&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The whip made light work of her beautiful rubber ass as it smashed powerfully into it again and again. Her gag and hood removed all but the loudness of her screams, moans and cries from reaching him. Not that they had any impacted on his relentless games and sickening torment. The bull whip had left her legs and butt completely sore and red. The pain had made her fall into her restraints as sweat dripped from her rubber pig hood. The metal stocks she was bound in stayed totally still and immovable. The rubber slave captive within them was starting to break. She was crying to herself under the warm sweat filled hood as she feel a light tapping on her right breast.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Pig</title><link>/stories/2014/09/22/pig/</link><pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/09/22/pig/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Mary was a 25 year old student living in small flat in the centre of Bedford. She worked on the checkout at a large local supermarket for a well knew brand. It was to help pay the bills from her university as well as the rent. Mary was a fantastic looking girl with long red hair and soft brown eyes. Her body was slim and her breasts popped out from it perfectly. Her ass was to die for and was often talked about by her work colleagues. Mary was well liked at work and at university as she was a fun loving girl who took risks. And on this Sunday morning she was going to take a risk too many.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Wedding Night in Rubbersuits</title><link>/stories/2011/09/29/wedding-night-in-rubbersuits/</link><pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2011/09/29/wedding-night-in-rubbersuits/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Day Before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Alison was busy making last minute preparations for their big night tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She was at the hotel where she and John had reserved the honeymoon suite. Her last request to Jennifer, one of the hotel staff, was to have multi-colored balloons decorating their room, she also requested that two air tanks be left behind in the room for their wedding night. Jennifer then told Alison that the tanks would be in the room for her wedding night as requested. Jennifer then turned to the bellhop and told him to take care of Alison’s request for the air tanks. The bellhop nodded and headed to the elevator. Once he stepped off the elevator he headed to and entered the honeymoon suite. He entered, while noticing the tanks, two helium and two air tanks. He then rolled the two helium tanks into the closet and left, figuring the closet wouldn’t be used.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>