Trashed on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Tina's Trash

Wed, 10 May 2006 00:00:00 +0000

Tina always tipped her dustman if she had anything big to take away. They were always willing to oblige for a few pounds. In fact last week, Tina had started to decorate her front room. She had pulled up the 20 foot by 13 foot carpet. She had struggled with it and had eventually got it rolled up and taped. The dustmen took it without any problem.

She had stripped the walls and had lots of bags full of torn wallpaper. As she filled them, she had put them in her front garden to await collection. But she only had the one bag of rubbish as she lived on her own.

Garbage Day

Fri, 17 Feb 2006 00:00:00 +0000

She met me at the door of her apartment. Dressed in leather pants and a leather top with black leather riding boots, she looked down on me with contempt in her eyes. “Enter,” she told me. I followed her to the back room. She sat on her ottoman and ordered me to strip.

After several verbal assaults on my body, she told me to kneel in front of her and lick her boots. After several minutes of boot licking, she rose and commanded me to remain on the floor. She returned wearing a 10 inch black dildo strapped to her waist. I gasped and starred at the massive phallus. Sensing the terror in my eyes she laughed and said, “You’ll take every inch of it.”

Transformation

Sun, 20 Nov 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Cathy opened the door and saw her runaway 16 year old daughter Brianna along with a police officer.

“Good morning Ms. Smith, I found your daughter.”

“Where was she this time?” asked Cathy.

“I saw her walking behind some warehouses and chased around back. I eventually found her hiding in a dumpster.”

“Well thank you very much officer. I’m sorry this keep happening, but I can promise you this will be the last time Brianna runs away from home.”

Britney’s Bagging

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Part 1: First Time

Britney realized her submissive side early in life and was equally fortunate when her best friend Julie playfully dominated her one night during a sleepover. By high school Britney was regularly catering to her future owner’s needs, carrying her books, cleaning her locker, washing her car dressed in whatever getup she desired and making sure her more personal needs were met. Julie’s parent were quite well off, so it was easy for her to get her future slave inappropriate clothing for a high school teenager. By their senior year she had became her full time slave.