“Those are beautiful!” Jill says, looking at Marsha’s glazed mint green manicure. “Thank you!” Marsha answers and asks, “What did you do?” “Same old, basic with a nude finish. It’s still gardening season,” Jill replied. “Our pedi chairs are ready for us.” The two friends sit in adjacent high-back chairs. Jill‘s eyes approvingly survey the slim-fitting shorts of the buff male attendants, along with the short skirts adornin...

New York in February was unkind. Cold slipped past scarves, soaked shoes in slush, and turned every gust of wind into a dare. But for Yuki Nakamura, that first breath of frigid air did not feel cruel. It felt earned. She stepped out of JFK with her scarf snug, suitcase rattling over cracked pavement, heart pounding with the quiet thrill of what she’d done. Twenty-seven. No boyfriend. No plans. No job tying her down. She h...

I do as my master tells me and get on the bed, sitting at the bottom of the bed, waiting to see what my master has in store for me next. I hope I did enough to please him and let him know how sorry I was for the previous night's events. My ass is still sore from when master took me in the shower, so I am hoping to get some much-needed attention on my pussy. Master approaches me with his hands behind his back, and I am cur...

I woke up on the rocks with waves splashing over me. The last thing I remember was being chained below deck to iron eyelets on the floor. A rush of water blew through the walls of the ship. I still had my hands chained to the eyelet, but the eyelet was just attached to a two-foot plank. I am Captain John S. Bowman of the newly formed Colonial Navy. British soldiers captured me at my home in Massachusetts. They barged in w...

Santa spent most of November checking lists. He compares them to last year, to look for improvement. He was disappointed that Sophie was still on the naughty list. She didn't do anything illegal, but her desire for gangbangs kept her off the nice list. That, and forgetting she was not wearing panties whilst dancing on the table in a short skirt last night. Only when he was cross-referencing them to the 'Please Santa' lett...

I had just finished my work week and decided to stop at a local Chinese restaurant on the way home. This particular restaurant was the one that I usually frequented, although it wasn’t as good as it used to be. My usual tactic was to simply pull up to the take-out window and order. They were rarely busy and the kitchen staff could whip up an order in under five minutes. This time, however, there were several cars in front...