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The Empress’s New Clothes on the Catwalk

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I have a new story for you today in the last couple of stories have mostly been more CFNM oriented but this one's an embarrassed nude female story about a tyrannical fashionista who subjects her models to naked humiliation but then they find a way to get back at her and to turn the tables on her. So this one's a pure embarrassed nude female story that I hope you will enjoy. I'll try to see if I can attach the video that inspired the story as well. The Empress's New Clothes on the Catwalk The silver thimble on Kim’s middle finger was an heirloom from a grandmother who had survived a war by sewing linings into coats, and Kim wore it like a knuckle-duster. She didn't actually sew anymore—she curated, directed, and demanded—but she kept the thimble on to give her finger a harder edge when she needed to poke a flaw in a seam or nudge a model's chin upward. It was a small, polished piece of armor that caught the harsh fluorescent light of the backstage area, flickerin...

The Beach Shower

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 I guess this is a shorter story than some of the novella length ones that I have been producing lately but this one's fairly short and simple as a full CFNM story. This involves two men who are too shy to ask out these women on the beach and the women end up getting the upper hand when they are able to see the men in the beach showers. So a fairly lighthearted CFNM story that I hope you will enjoy. The Beach Shower "Do you think she noticed the flip-flop thing, or is that just a regional vibe?" Joe asked, squinting against the glare of the white sand. Erik didn't look over, his gaze locked on a group of women adjusting a beach umbrella fifty yards down the shoreline. He was meticulously adjusting his sunglasses, ensuring the bridge of the frames sat perfectly on his nose. They had been occupying the same ten-foot stretch of coast since eleven in the morning, shifting their towels every twenty minutes like tactical maneuvers. It wasn't about the swim or the sun; i...