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Named and Shamed (Pony Girl Training Begins) : Pony Tales, Book 4 , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 390min, (USK 18)
Gritting her teeth Jenny grimaced and gave him what he wanted; the lewd sight of her backside jiggling this way and that as he continued to spank it. His hand now felt like sandpaper on the sensitised flesh. How much longer would she have to endure this? The clamps continued to bite into her tender nipples, and as she swayed to and fro she could feel them moving with her, the ache increasing with each passing second....If Jenny thought life was hard under the expert tutelage of Mark, being faced with a stable full of sex-starved pony girls poses several more challenges. For instance, how do you bring 11 young women to orgasm in a timely fashion? But to her surprise, tackling the problem with experimentation and enthusiasm, she finds herself enjoying the experience.When training begins it is anything but enjoyable, however. Harnessed in pony girl tack, her body is encircled with leather, rubber and steel. It nips, chafes, and rubs cruelly, especially when she's faced with a morning of naughty games in the exercise yard.In book four of Pony Tales, Jenny earns herself several punishments, and is subjected to some very thorough sex indoctrination she has to submit to the whims of her groom, trainers and even the stable-hands. Will rescue arrive or will she have to beg to be released, with nothing more than her body as currency? ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Deanna Delaney. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/180920/bk_acx0_180920_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.- Shop: Audible
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The Catacombs of Rome and Paris: The History and Legacy of Europe's Most Famous Ossuaries , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 153min
An inexplicable draft of wind dances across the dirt floors of the narrow passageway, which seems to stretch on with no end. The flickering flames of the torches mounted onto the rough, sandpaper-like walls of stone create eerie shadows on the dirt floors. One can hear the disembodied whispers intermingling with the chill of the musty air, prompting the hair on many people’s arms to raise. Logically speaking, this is nothing more than the trick of the mind, but the whispers unquestionably feel tangible and real, especially considering the visitor is in the company of thousands upon thousands of corpses stacked onto the walls from floor to ceiling. This kind of imagery is often what springs to mind at the mention of the Roman catacombs, but there was so much more to these underground cemeteries.In the late 18th century, as political unrest stirred in the heart of Paris, local residents of the neighborhoods surrounding the city’s urban cemeteries faced a pressing crisis: the putrefying stink of rotting corpses, many of which were likely friends and family members, crept into every house and business due to overflowing burial grounds. The city’s population had long since outgrown its centuries-old cemeteries, and mass graves packed tightly with corpses lay open for months at a time, sometimes upwards of a year, as they waited for more bodies to join. Before long, over-filled charnel houses spilled bones into their neighboring churches.During and after the Enlightenment, science was a popular tool, and many began to question the potential health detriments that such ongoing decay might bring. With growing concerns and rising complaints, the ancient regime of France took steps to begin the long process of transferring old bones from charnel houses and old graves into the miles of tunnels beneath the city streets, now known as the Paris Catacombs.As the French government engaged in this initial step, however, a revolution broke out across the count ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Scott Clem. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/165589/bk_acx0_165589_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.- Shop: Audible
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The Roman Catacombs: The History and Legacy of Ancient Rome's Most Famous Burial Grounds , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 72min
An inexplicable draft of wind dances across the dirt floors of the narrow passageway, which seems to stretch on with no end. The flickering flames of the torches mounted onto the rough, sandpaper-like walls of stone create eerie shadows on the dirt floors. One can hear the disembodied whispers intermingling with the chill of the musty air, prompting the hair on many people's arms to raise. Logically speaking, this is nothing more than the trick of the mind, but the whispers unquestionably feel tangible and real, especially considering the visitor is in the company of thousands upon thousands of corpses stacked onto the walls from floor to ceiling. This kind of imagery is often what springs to mind at the mention of the Roman catacombs, but there was so much more to these underground cemeteries. As Roman law forbade its citizens from burying their dead within the city walls, the roads of the Appian Way became dotted with, and later completely flanked by tombs of all sizes. Those from the upper echelons of society constructed extravagant tombs and magnificent mausoleums for their families and future descendants. There were tombs and sepulchers of every sort, from tumulus constellations, which were round mounds that rose from the ground, to boxy temples, and clusters of miniature pyramids. Next to every tomb was a milestone marker with the distance to the nearest town engraved on the stone slab. Some of these tombs - or what is left of them - continue to stand in their original sites today. One of the more renowned tombs was that of noblewoman Cecilia Metella, whose mausoleum was later converted to a fortress that featured an enormous cylindrical tower with double-winged crenellations. Another was the resting place of the Rabirii family, which is located close to the fifth Roman mile of the Appian Way. ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Scott Clem. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/092083/bk_acx0_092083_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.- Shop: Audible
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The Knitter's Book of Yarn (eBook, ePUB)
Not all yarns are alike. Some make our hearts and hands sing, some get the job done without much fanfare, and some cause nothing but frustration and disappointment. The gorgeous pair of socks that emerged from their first bath twice as long as when they went in. The delicate baby sweater that started pilling before it even came off the needles. The stunning colorwork scarf that you can't wear because the yarn feels like sandpaper against your neck. If only there were a way to read a skein and know how it would behave and what it wanted to become before you invested your time, energy, and money in it. Now there is! With The Knitter's Book of Yarn, you'll learn how to unleash your inner yarn whisperer. In these pages, Clara Parkes provides in-depth insight into a vast selection of yarns, giving you the inside stories behind the most common fiber types, preparations, spins, and ply combinations used by large-scale manufacturers and importers, medium-sized companies, boutique dye shops, community spinneries, and old-fashioned sheep farms. And, because we learn best by doing, Parkes went to some of the most creative and inquisitive design minds of the knitting world to provide a wide assortment of patterns created to highlight the qualities (and minimize the drawbacks) of specific types of yarns. The Knitter's Book of Yarn will teach you everything you need to know about yarn: How it's made, who makes it, how it gets to you, and what it longs to become. The next time you pick up a skein, you won't have to wonder what to do with it. You'll just know-the way any yarn whisperer would.- Shop: buecher
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Birthing The Lion's Cubs (eBook, ePUB)
Ella pushed through the thorny thickets. Sweat trickled from her brow, down her cheek and was wiped away with a quick brush of her hand. Her heart pounded like war drums. There! She froze when she saw the mighty beast. Ella desired this beast - to mate with him and to carry his kittens. Her ovaries ached with longing at the mere thought of mating with a magnificent animal such as this. Excerpt: Ella pushed through the thorny thickets. Sweat trickled from her brow, down her cheek and was wiped away with a quick brush of her hand. Her heart pounded like a loud Zulu war drum vibrating over the African Savannah. There! She froze when she saw the mighty beast. The most masculine of all animals materialized out of nowhere. Ella desired this beast. Not for a trophy, nor a pic but to mate with him and to carry his kittens. Her ovaries ached with longing at the mere thought of mating with a magnificent animal such as this. With trembling hands she opened the vial and gulped the too sweet liquid down her throat. Ella had found it on the Dark Web and it promised to make her fertile and be able to carry any animal she selected. Sending a prayer to the wind that it would work and he would sire his kittens in her womb, she revealed herself to him. The large, majestic lion halted in his tracks, sniffing the hot air. His tail twitched back and forth as if confused. He stood there, thinking, then after a few moments he whirled around and strode toward her. Strange emotions rushed through her as the potion began to work its magic. All she could concentrate on was fucking this large black-maned lion. She froze when he pushed through the thickets and stopped dead, staring at her. Confusion danced in his amber eyes when he noticed her. Where was the lioness? His eyes seemed to ask. "I am, Big Boy." She slowly danced as she removed her clothes, with him focused on her. Slowly he padded up to her like a large house cat. He shoved his nose in her lady parts and inhaled her rich lioness heat perfume. He gave a deep growl. She shivered as she spread her legs. Ella grew braver as she ran her fingers through his thick black mane. It reminded her of human hair and was a bit tangled. What did she expect, him go to the spa every day? In his excitement, he nearly knocked her over, rubbing his massive head against her. She knelt before him like he was a king. Big Boy sniffed her face as she peppered his large muzzle with searing virgin kisses. He lapped her face with his sandpaper-like tongue. She kissed him on his lips as her tongue explored his cavernous mouth, thrilled to be doing this to a wild lion. It was so forbidden!- Shop: buecher
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Blues Like Sandpaper/Rocksteady Like Dirt
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Sounds of the Americas
Sounds of the Americas consists of four compositions for guitar and string quar tet written by some of the most unique and widely-performed composers in the United States today. As the title suggests, the works are based on subject matters born in the Americas. Sierra draws his inspiration from the tropical nights and rhythms of his native Puerto Rico (listen for the coqui frogs 2'15" into the first movement), while Frank, who is an American of Peruvian/Chinese and Lithuanian/Jewish heritage, muses about the Inca Empire's kings and rituals. Daugher ty's work is an elegy for Cuba, past and present, but instead of making use of Cuban rhythms as he did so successfully in works such as "Desi" and "I Loved Lucy," he, like Kernis, turns to American pop culture for inspiration. Kernis pays tribute to the TV Dance Shows of the 60s and 70s, while Daugher ty turns to rock and roll songs such as Jimi Hendrix's "The Wind Cries Mary" and "Riders on the Storm" by The Doors. Some notes about the recording. For the Daugherty piece, I decided to use a pick in the last movement. I thought it sounded better and the music had a better feeling than when played with the fingers. All of the percussion sounds in the first movement of the Kernis are actually played on the instruments themselves, but in the last movement, he asks the members of the string quartet to play sandpaper blocks, a triangle, a small shaker, and bongos, and to vocally make percussion sounds as well. It is only the quartet that has to call out "Dance Party." I guess Kernis felt that the guitarist had enough going on with playing chords and percussion on the guitar while stomping with one foot on the floor! Manuel Barrueco October 2, 2008.- Shop: odax
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