<?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>Spreaderbar on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/spreaderbar/</link><description>Recent content in Spreaderbar on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/spreaderbar/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>My Fantasy</title><link>/stories/2019/01/02/my-fantasy/</link><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/01/02/my-fantasy/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="chapter-1"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My name is Anna. I just had the most incredible, fantastic, spectacular, awesome sex!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before I tell you about it, I have to give you some information leading up to this moment.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have been married to a great guy for almost three years. He is handsome, smart, kind, and considerate. He is a hard-worker, has a good job, is well mannered and has good personal hygiene. He is almost perfect and most women would say I am lucky to be married to such a great guy. I suppose I should be happy to settle for a guy so close to perfect, but I just can’t. His only fault is in the bedroom. His idea of love making is plain old boring sex or no sex at all.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sandra's Long Weekend</title><link>/stories/2018/06/24/sandras-long-weekend/</link><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/06/24/sandras-long-weekend/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Authors note: I wrote this quickly the other week for someone who helped me overcome a problem in a story I was writing. So Sandra this is for you&amp;hellip; And I think I know who you are.. lol
If anyone wants me to carry it on please let me know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The small KLM Jet turned over the top of the city of Hull and as she looked out of the small window Sandra Smit was impressed by the size of the Humber Estuary, the sun was setting behind the Large Bridge and she thought how lovely it was. A bong on the intercom and the plane started to do the little auto corrects that the plane did as it honed in on the sensors at the end of runway made her tummy jump. It was already nervous due to the unusual situation she had placed herself in.
Three quick bumps and they were down, the plane braking hard due to the shortness of the runway. This didn’t ease the slightly sick feeling in her tummy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Hired Help’s Play Toy 2</title><link>/stories/2017/07/17/the-hired-helps-play-toy-2/</link><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jul 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/07/17/the-hired-helps-play-toy-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continued from &lt;a href="hiredhelpsplaytoy.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It had been a few weeks since our last adventure with Lynn. Like she had agreed to every time she did some self-bondage she would tell Rick. She has not had to use him to get loose because her releases have worked and Rick had been a perfect gentleman and not messed with her when she was tied up. Lynn was having mixed feeling about this. She is glad that he respects her privacy but she also enjoyed the time when he caught her. She was also mad at herself for not having the courage to talk to him about it. She was trying figure out a good way to get his attention when the mailman came with a package. Lynn was really excited because she had forgotten she ordered the items and it had to be made to order. She had figured out how she was going to get Rick’s attention.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Spreader Bar Indignity</title><link>/stories/2015/09/27/spreader-bar-indignity/</link><pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/09/27/spreader-bar-indignity/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Summer had ended and I and grown tired of our weekend beach trips. I am not much for the beach but it&amp;rsquo;s my wife favorite place to go. The only plus is she looks so hot in her string bikini and I enjoy her tan lines. For this she had promised me on the first Sunday of the football season she would be my bondage slave for the day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was finally the first Sunday of the season and I was watching the pregame show and my wife walked out in her white latex garter belt, silky nude colored stockings and white high heels. She looked amazing, the white garter belt and stockings accented by her deep dark beach tan. My wife has large ample breasts, a small waist and hips, a very shapely ass, and long, lean legs. She has beautiful shoulder length blonde hair and a very pretty face. Spinning around three times, she said, “Are you going to be able to keep your mind on the games?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Five Foot Spreader-bar</title><link>/stories/2014/06/28/the-five-foot-spreader-bar/</link><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/06/28/the-five-foot-spreader-bar/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago Peter measured, cut, sanded and made me a lovely long spreader bar for me to play with. It&amp;rsquo;s a thick wooden dowel rod five feet long with screw eyes in the ends and one in the centre of the bar. He painted it black for me and it has been drying in the garage all week, ready for me to play with. Now this spreader bar is only four to five inches smaller than me. So it would be a challenge how I was going to use it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Kim's Birthday Gift</title><link>/stories/2005/03/03/kims-birthday-gift/</link><pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/03/03/kims-birthday-gift/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kim had been seeing Ben for the past few glorious
months, they’d met through some mutual friends and hit it off right away,
Kim just loved the special way that Ben treated her, there weren’t too
many men around that treated women like ladies anymore. Ben always looked
out for Kim when they went out on a date, from opening doors to giving
her his coat on cold evenings. She felt looked after and appreciated, and
Ben received some special treatment from Kim for his efforts. Although
Ben would really have loved to be doing other things to Kim’s body, but that comes
later in the story.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Mr. Murphy and Me</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/mr.-murphy-and-me/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/mr.-murphy-and-me/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;My name is Melina Romero and I have been looking forward to today for what seems like forever. Ever since the idea just popped into my head I have had a hard time NOT thinking of doing it. Now that it is my day off from behind the counter of my pharmacy I can actually make my plan a reality.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My morning started early like most of my mornings. I just can’t sleep in. I am not wired that way I guess. I stripped my filmy white nightgown off and glanced at my vibrator’s charge stand. The little green light told me it was ready for hours of naughty fun. I pranced into my bathroom and took a very short shower; short for me anyway. I feel positively electric with anticipation.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>