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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMICD3aMZpwI found this gem (Careless Whisper by George Michaels) while scavenging for more cover songs from Post Modern Jukebox. That prompted me to compare it to the other band that covers this song, Seether. Have yet to decide which is better.
Post Modern jukebox ~ Careless Whisper
Wow :o, that's really bad.
Thank you, Blue
It is 43 pages long with a font size of 14 (so my half blind ass can see it) I can't believe it.
The Corrs – “Only When I Sleep”
The Corrs “Dreams”
Mary Jane
Madame liked my collar. She would grab the ring and quickly pull me in for a kiss and perhaps a grope of my belly. At eight months pregnant my duties were very little. I took care of my own room and Madame’s and her things, so the collar was worn for most of the day. I got used to it, and at times it was comforting. When the day seemed long and I missed Claire, I could reach up and touch it and know I was owned and cared for, I was hers.
The end of the day I was to be found in her quarters. Most evenings I was ordered to strip and Claire would watch as I took off my uniform and folded it neatly and put it on top of her dresser. My belly was like a beachball now, but my Claire always looked at me with desire. She would have me get down, which I did slowly, and crawl to her. She would hook on the leash, which she kept on her person. I like to think during the day she would hold it and think of me, as I thought of her.
“Good girl.” Claire led me to her empty tub and I climbed into it. There she would reach for a large bottle of olive oil and would get on her knees to attend to me.
“Madame,” I began hesitantly. “I could do this myself.”
“Nonsense.” My Mistress waved me off, “The Doctor said it was needed. My pet will be healthy when she brings us a child.” Claire almost sounded proud of me.
She would fill her hands with olive oil and would cup my breast and rub the nipple with the viscous fluid. Madame would be so tender. The aching I had had healed but she still did this most every night. Her hands would glide across and under my heavy breasts and then she would run them softly down my huge belly. If the baby kicked it just seemed to be an extra treat for Claire. She would speak to my tummy and maybe smile at me.
She always seemed in good spirits while doing this for me, so I asked. “Madame, what are your plans for my baby?”
She did not stop massaging, but I could see she was forming an answer in her mind.
“Do you trust me, little pet?” She looked at me and asked plainly.
I dropped my eyes. I couldn’t meet her gaze. “Of course, Madame. I should never have…”
“No, you shouldn’t have.” Claire cut me off and took me by the chin and made me look at her. “Understand that you two are precious to me…for many reasons.” She added.
Tears started to well up. I couldn’t help it. “I am sorry, Madame.”
Claire was gentle and let go my chin, and rubbed my cheek, pushing my hair behind my ear. “I see that you are, pet.” and she kissed my forehead.
Madame took great care getting me out of the tub , now that I was more slippery than a sardine, and I smelled like a salad. I got down without being told and she smiled as she gripped the leash. She talked as we went back to her adjoining bedroom.
“I am planning on making your child my heir. It will be scandalous of course.”
I stopped crawling. I was stunned.
“We all know I will never have a child of my own.” Claire said with distaste. “He… or she will never get the title but this house and the lands and money I acquired on my own will be his.”
I sat on my heels with my mouth open and stared up at my Mistress. I could not believe what my ears were hearing. As it sunk in, my hands cradled my belly and child. Slowly I began to cry.
Madame looked back at me and squatted down in front of me. Again she brushed my hair back and wiped tears from my cheeks.
“So many months ago I promised to take care of you and that you would be my pet.”
I could only nod as the emotions overcame me. My Claire dropped to her knees and took me in her arms. I rested my head under her chin and she stroked my hair.
“I was going to tell you once the baby was delivered, because I knew you would be like this.” She said as if it were just a mild perturbing, but still she held me and stroked me.
“I love you, Madame.” I finally croaked out.
Gently she rocked me, “Prove it” she dared.
Madame was naked and sat so far to the edge of the bed she was nearly just leaning on it. Still on my knees I began at her alabaster feet. I kissed my Claire on her ankle and up her calf. My tongue found the back of her knee. Madame did not turn her leg to help me. This was my proving, to please her where she stood. I let my boobs wrap her calf in flesh as I kissed and nibbled inside her leg. My tongue trailed up her thigh. I looked up at her and so wanted to please her. Gently I kissed back down and moved over to the left leg. She held out her foot.
“Suck my toes.” She said softly, but it was no less a command because of that.
First I took the littlest digit into my mouth and let my tongue slide under it. Claire squealed and scrunched her toes, but I continued. I kissed them all and we stared at each other as I sucked her big toe like a little cock. Claire spread her legs but still had her feet on the floor.
Her fingers splayed out her sex. “Come here, pet.” She said seductively.
My Mistress was impatient and so was I. It was a quick trip up her other thigh and my tongue stopped just before the lips. I let my hot breath pour over her as I kissed all around her pussy. I even put my mouth on the raven furred mound above. My Madame rewarded me by pressing her pelvis up and pushing my head down. My eyes smiled at her as I finally tasted her pussy. I kissed her clit and she shuddered.
She finally lay back and with her legs spread, I put them on my shoulders and lapped at my Claire. My nipples rubbed against the side of the bed as I devoured her cunny. My lips covered her and suckled. Sweet and salty flavor filled my mouth. My tongue moved in circles , not quite entering the hole. And Madame moaned above. Her hand found my hair and she held me to her, grinding into my face.
My fingers gripped her tight bottom, while I tried to shove my tongue inside of her. Claire rocked her hips and I knew she was ready for a finger. I slid it in slowly. My tongue and lips still at her clit. I let that single digit explore her tight folds, searching for hidden pleasure nods. I began wetting a second finger and ran it along her lip and pressing it in. When I did insert the second one I got up on my knees to easier put my palm upward and my fingers curved up as well. I kissed Claire’s flat lower belly as my fingers rubbed inside of her. My tongue found her navel and I dipped it in and kissed her there. Claire had her eyes closed and held her thighs up in her hands. My fingers moved with a quick rhythm but rolled in a circle, pressing up into her.
My fingers pistoned and my tongue lapped up each time they almost came out. I didn’t have to go deep to hit her spot, but I wanted to stay on it. I could feel her clenching and she gave a moan. My need to make her cum was probably as great as hers to cum. I sucked on her clit gently, it was hard and extended. My fingers flew beneath my chin. Her walls were clamping down. I would pull them out completely and she would moan and then growl again when I put them back in. I could feel it getting tight in there. I pressed myself in between Madame’s legs and finally I pulled them out and Madame “gushed”
Fluid sprayed from her for a second and covered my oil sheened tits. It was warm and smelled of sex and tasted of Claire herself; her pussy, her sex. I licked her now, slowly but hungrily all of her groin, her thighs, her lips, her mound. Madame sat up and smoothed my hair lovingly.
“Good girl, pet.” She smiled at me. “Go to bed now. I’ll see you in the morning.”
I looked up adoringly but needed just a little more. “May I have a kiss, Madame?”
“Of course, my pet.” She said tenderly and grabbed my collar to bring us together.
She kissed me with passion and love. She held it so long, I thought we would start all over again, but finally it broke and we looked at each other with half closed eyes.
“Go to bed, little pet.” She told me.
All of me smiled, “Of course, Madame.” And I gathered my uniform and walked to my room naked. If the others saw me I didn’t care, and if they didn’t know how it was by now, they were blind.
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