<?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>Threaten on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/threaten/</link><description>Recent content in Threaten on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2018 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/threaten/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 26: A Taste of Her Own Medicine</title><link>/stories/2018/03/20/the-secrets-of-shackleton-grange-26-a-taste-of-her-own-medicine/</link><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/03/20/the-secrets-of-shackleton-grange-26-a-taste-of-her-own-medicine/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="secretsofshackletongrange25.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 25: Dolores Alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 26: A Taste of Her Own Medicine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It had taken Bethany a few seconds to cotton on to what Saskia had in mind. The latter’s instruction to the zombie-like servant to tie Bethany up again had been acted upon immediately, and with such ruthless efficiency, that she’d had no chance to even think about taking evasive action. In dumbfounded paralysis, Bethany had watched as the still dripping wet-suit that fit snugly around Crystal’s slim figure moved towards her. With her head enclosed in a rubber hood, from which only her eyes and nostrils were visible, the recently released woman was in Bethany’s face within no more than a second or two of Saskia’s surprise edict, her long red hair sprouting in a rat-tailed plume from somewhere at the top of her head.  Her eyes remained fixed on her projected target, and showed no emotion of any kind as she grasped Bethany by the shoulder, turned her swiftly around, and pulled both arms together behind her back.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>