<?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>Yard on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/yard/</link><description>Recent content in Yard on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/yard/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Trip of a Lifetime 3: Ranch Stallion</title><link>/stories/2015/01/15/the-trip-of-a-lifetime-3-ranch-stallion/</link><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/01/15/the-trip-of-a-lifetime-3-ranch-stallion/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="tripofalifetime2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Trip of a Lifetime 2: Stallions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Three: Ranch Stallion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the morning Katya woke me just after dawn and immediately led me to the far end of the barn and said, &amp;ldquo;OK Rocky, are you going to be a good boy and behave while I wash you? It will be easier for all of us as time goes on?&amp;rdquo; I snorted and nodded my head. &amp;ldquo;Good boy, let’s get started. Bend right over and stay there!&amp;rdquo; No sooner was I bent over than I felt her remove the butt plug with my tail and inserted a hose pipe which filled my bowels. She placed a large tin bin behind me and removed the hose, and a stream of liquid crap poured into the bin. &amp;ldquo;Once more for luck,&amp;rdquo; she said and repeated the exercise.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>