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Nico Vega | Bioshock Infinite – Beast of America
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j09tM1RtydE (acoustic)
Confession: I play WAAAAYYYY to many video games. But they got great story
BIOSHOCK INFINITE RAP | Dan Bull
and the songbird sings…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZJLr_O6lhrYSteve Miller Band – Abracadabra
Pain is temporary.
It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or even a year,
but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place.
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B.B. King ft. Eric Clapton – Riding With The King
The Four Lads – Istanbul (not Constantinople)
I thought “They Might Be Giants” wrote this but it seems its an old swing classic
Kings Of Leon – Use Somebody
The first days of my new “position” Madame stayed home and watched me like a hawk. She corrected me at every turn and pointed out exactly as she liked things. I thought all was well, but the first evening she had me in her rooms and kneeling at her feet. I was not allowed to sit on my heels, but rather was straight up as she walked around me.
“So many things you did wrong.” She said each word precisely as if to emphasize my lack of perfection. “How did you stay in my employ this long?”
“I was not your Lady’s maid, Madame, and perhaps Monsieur Preston is not as picky as you.” The moment I said it I regretted it. I expected a slap in the face as she whirled on me.
“I am picky?” Claire was in my face I could feel the breath from her nostrils.
I stared at her, not knowing how to answer, what would be right? “Madame is…”
“I will TELL you what Madame is!” She raised her voice “Put your face to that FLOOR! Put that rump good and high little SLUT!”
I moved quickly. My face was in Madame’s carpet and my hands were under my chest. I was terrified. I had no idea what she would do. Suddenly my skirt was tossed up and I felt her fingers in my panties.
“These will HAVE to go. You are not ALLOWED underwear.” She said as she yanked at the cotton material.
I yelped as she moved me, because the cloth did not want to rip at first, and I felt Madame’s stinging slap for the first time. My bottom stung from that blow and I bit my lip to hold my tongue. I did cry that first time. Once the panties were shreds, Claire beat my ass, each cheek taking her blows in turn. She swatted me with her bare hand.
“You belong to ME, SAY IT” She commanded.
“I belong to you, my body is yours, Madame.” I said through sobs.
“ALL OF IT. Your pussy, your tits, your mouth, your ass, even those pitiful- little- tears, All mine.”
I sniffled and tried to speak clearly, “All of me, my pussy, my tits, they are yours. My mouth, my ass, even my tears are yours, Madame.”
“And why, little slut?” She smacked my ass again for emphasis. “
“Madame is good to me. She kept me after I embarrassed her by becoming pregnant in her house.”
“And I am not picky.” She added.
“Madame is perfect.” is all I could think to say. My English was slipping in my distress. I breathed in gulps, trying to fight the tears.
She sat down in her high backed upholstered chair and tossed one leg over the other as she normally does. “Collect yourself and go to bed. Tomorrow will be a full day.”
I turned from her and crawled out of that room. My bottom was on fire and my face and eyes were red.
Madame took me out in the morning. We walked about town and to the saddlery. This shop smelled of leather and oil. Madame walked in and her spirits seemed to go up. She smiled as she perused the wares until the owner came out.
“Lady Bathurst.” He said very friendly to her, like an equal
“Devers, is it ready?” Madame seemed excited.
“Just so, come on back” again he sounded like a friend or comrade as he lead the way into the back rooms. I could barely see him, but he filled the door as he walked back in.
There on a workbench was a fine english riding saddle colored in a deep mahogany. I stood back near the door and watched as Madame cooed over it and ran her hands along its top. “It’s beautiful.” she finally said.
“I give you my best work.” Devers said as he leaned on the table. Now I saw him, he was a large man with huge strong hands and that bushy moustache that the english seem so fond of. short dark hair, just beginning to bald.
“I need another favor, Devers.” My Mistress said to this man that seemed to be a friend.
He moved closer to her. “What is it, Claire?” He actually used her name.
Who was he to her? They began talking together in a near whispers and Devers looked over at me. Finally Madame waved me over and he went around me and shut the shop door. Madame directed me to the other side of her new saddle.
“Give me your hands, Dear.” It was an order, no matter the term she used.
Claire pulled my torso across the saddle and held my hands tight, then I felt my coat and skirt lifted.
“Madame!?” my eyes pleaded for understanding.
“Who owns you?” She said in slow deliberate tones.
“You, Madame.” I said in a scared voice.
“Whose pussy is it?”
“Yours, Madame.” I was near tears.
“Then it will pay this debt for me.” She began softly. “Look at me, pet.”
I stared into Claire’s eyes as she moved her face closer to mine. “You are already pregnant. Relax, relax, little pet and feel the cock go inside you.”I felt it’s thick head push at my lips. I cried out as it entered, my hands gripping Madame’s
“Good, little pet.” she whispered into my face. “Relax and let it slip deep inside.”
My breathing came in hard, short breaths, but Claire cooed to me.
“Easy, little pet, such a good girl.” She said so quietly, like calming her horse. “Is he all the way in?”
“Yes, Madame.” I whispered too, but my eyes were still frantic.
“Push back on him.” She gently instructed. “Let him know you’re ready.”
I pushed my bottom back into his groin. His cock nestled deeper for a moment in my pussy, before he pulled nearly out and started rutting me. I felt his big strong hands on the curve of my hips. His strokes were full but slow. He pressed it all back inside of me, filling my void, then taking it almost out again. Madame dropped my hands and cradled my face.
“Good, little pet.” She praised me and then kissed me.
Her kiss was passionate but not hurried. One hand slid to the nape of my neck and then she thrust her tongue in me. My mind was racing. I was being fucked by a stranger and kissed by my Lady. Both held me and I was trapped between them.
“Fuck him back, pet.” She whispered when she broke the kiss.
I began to move my hips, wiggling my ass back and forth. I spread my legs more, dropping the angle so his cock slid back and forth on my spot. I lifted and dropped my ass, meeting his rhythm. I gave a little purr and Madame wickedly smiled.
“I knew you were a slut.”
With a nod from her he started hammering me. He fucked me in earnest, smacking his hips into my ass. My tummy was mashed into the saddle. His cock pounded my sweet hole. Madame watched it all, watched my face.
“You like his cock, little pet?” I didn’t say anything until she grabbed my bun. “Do you like his cock, SLUT?” She said louder.
“Yes, Madame.” I groaned.
I was being bounced on his groin now. He moved me like a ragdoll, back and forth on his rod, his thick monstrous rod. I felt the heat of it inside me.“Do you want his cum?” She asked me.
I answered up quickly this time, “Please, Madame,” in a needful groan.
She laughed at my wanton plea, “You are such a slut.”
Madame reached under and grabbed my tit through my top and then he came. His flood filled my cavern. His cock jerked inside of me and pumped its goo into me until he finally pulled it out with a plop, and I lay there panting and fulfilled.
When we left I kept my eyes to the floor. I could not look at Mr. Devers, who just used me for Madame’s discount.
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