<?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>Tighten on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/tighten/</link><description>Recent content in Tighten on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/tighten/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sandra's Ordeal</title><link>/stories/2017/02/05/sandras-ordeal/</link><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/02/05/sandras-ordeal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Join the fleet, they said. Experience all the adventure and excitement that comes with serving humanity.&amp;rdquo; Glancing around the small compartment, Sandra Bollingbrooke frowned. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, right.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, she thought, there had been a time when she&amp;rsquo;d believe what all those vids had claimed, which was why she&amp;rsquo;d enlisted right after graduation. Now, nearly five years later, she&amp;rsquo;d reached the rank of Lieutenant, Junior Grade. She even had her first command, if you&amp;rsquo;d call it that, but that was as close to her dreams as she&amp;rsquo;d come.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sandra's Ordeal</title><link>/stories/2017/02/05/sandras-ordeal/</link><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/02/05/sandras-ordeal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Join the fleet, they said. Experience all the adventure and excitement that comes with serving humanity.&amp;rdquo; Glancing around the small compartment, Sandra Bollingbrooke frowned. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, right.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, she thought, there had been a time when she&amp;rsquo;d believe what all those vids had claimed, which was why she&amp;rsquo;d enlisted right after graduation. Now, nearly five years later, she&amp;rsquo;d reached the rank of Lieutenant, Junior Grade. She even had her first command, if you&amp;rsquo;d call it that, but that was as close to her dreams as she&amp;rsquo;d come.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>New Belt</title><link>/stories/2017/01/30/new-belt/</link><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/01/30/new-belt/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Jane walked to the bus stop her high heels clicking on the pavement the snug pencil skirt limiting her steps slightly. Jane thought maybe she should taper the skirt more missing the restriction of her other skirts, under the skirt and loose top she can feel the steel covering her breasts and pussy shifting and smiles to herself. Jane had been intrigued by chastity belts since first seeing one in a movie when she was young even making herself one out of her dads duct tape and wearing it all day until needing to go to the bathroom and having to cut it off. During high school she had found several on the internet and dreamed about wearing one but was never able to afford them. During her junior year she had found a used belt and even though the thought of it being worn by someone else made her uncomfortable she decided to buy it and clean it very well before trying it on.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Yard Sale</title><link>/stories/2014/10/11/the-yard-sale/</link><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/10/11/the-yard-sale/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the Mercy of Beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stan &amp;amp; his wife Cindy lived an apparently bland, run-of-the-mill suburban life, according to all outwardly visible signs. This naturally included 2 cars in the garage, 2 dogs, a well-maintained yard, &amp;amp; of course, the obligatory 2.3 kids. But all was not serene &amp;amp; peaceful in the world of Stan’s busy imagination, as he had been plagued by troubling perverse thoughts since adolescence, including submissive fantasies involving a multitude of women he’s met throughout life. He often felt uncomfortable around pretty girls, mostly fearing he’d “blow” any intimate or very personal contact with the unapproachable popular beauties in his classes or those he admired in public places.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Outfit</title><link>/stories/2007/03/15/the-outfit/</link><pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/03/15/the-outfit/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The civilization had died over 3000 years ago. They were a very exotic
and erotic people. The artifacts that were discovered were incredible,
and Lori couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but be a little curious. No one was allowed to
handle any of the artifacts until they could be inspected, but she just
had to examine something which had been on her mind all day.
She entered the cargo area and immediately found what she was looking
for, since she had placed it there earlier. It was late, and nobody saw
her take the box back to her quarters.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>