FIFI THE FRENCH MAID
CAST: SAMANTHA ADAMS
RELEASE DATE: 1/4/2017â€FIFI THE FRENCH MAIDâ€ (LIVE-5)
Fifi tells her story ... I was so happy when Madame Fontaine said I got the job! What a honor, to take care of such a gorgeous house! It seemed to be a perfectly normal place, and how hard could it be to follow a few simple little household rules? Well, let me tell you, it just didnâ€™t turn out quite like I imagined. Donâ€™t get me wrong, Iâ€™m not complaining! I love my job, it just took me by surprise a bit. Letâ€™s see, it all started when Monsieur Fontaine decided that the bar was a wee bit unkempt. I suddenly found myself trying to wiggle out of a very strict hogtie on top of the beautiful (but dusty) bar! Oooh la la, and the ropes, they were so tight â€“ he even tied my elbows together! After I got untied, Monsieur Fontaine insisted I start on the kitchen. I had promised to be very quite, but it wasnâ€™t easy, considering he had tied my wrists and ankles. Soon it was getting late in the day, and I had worked up quite a hunger â€“ but where were the maidâ€™s quarters?! Since I couldnâ€™t disturb the monsieur, I decided to just â€“ how do you say? â€“ raid the â€™fridge. I had barely made myself comfortable at the lovely dining room table when all of the sudden Monsieur Fontaine walked in and tied me very securely to the chair I was sitting in. Before I was able to protest very much, Monsieur was layering strip after strip of tape across my mouth. But Iâ€™ll let you in on a secret â€“ I was beginning to like these little games we were playing! Some time later, while I was dusting the bathroom, Monsieur charged in and tied me up on the hard cold marble floor. I had forgotten that singing was not an option at the Fontainesâ€™! I rolled all around on that icy surface with a scarf packed in my mouth. What a way to earn a living, huh?! Anyway, after I got myself out of that situation, I was putting some clothes away in the closet, and nut jumped the Monsieur! He pulled me onto the bed and tied me up in a very tight little curled-up position. I bounced and flipped around across the bed, but I just couldnâ€™t get out of those ropes for anything! It wasnâ€™t until the Monsieur tied me to his brass headboard, that I noticed something strange. What was it? Well, itâ€™s Monsieur Fontaineâ€™s secret and Iâ€™ve promised not to tell!