You, M. Filmography

• Le déjeuner sur l'herbe
  1959, role: actor , character name: Chapuis

M., Will Filmography

• Words Without Meaning
  2015, role: producer
• Words Without Meaning
  2015, role: producer

M., M. Hasna Filmography

• Matted
  2010, role: writer
• Blind Spot
  2009, role: producer
• Forbidden Love
  2009, role: producer
• Forbidden Love
  2009, role: producer
• Ladyman
  2009, role: producer
• Ladyman
  2009, role: producer
• Mommy & Me
  2009, role: producer
• Muslim Seinfeld
  2009, role: producer
• On the Edge of the Crest
  2009, role: producer
• Your Muslim Neighbors
  2009, role: producer
• Blind Spot
  2009, role: writer
• Forbidden Love
  2009, role: writer
• Ladyman
  2009, role: writer
• Mommy & Me
  2009, role: writer
• Muslim Seinfeld
  2009, role: writer
• Blind Spot
  2009, role: director
• Forbidden Love
  2009, role: director
• Ladyman
  2009, role: director
• Mommy & Me
  2009, role: director
• Muslim Seinfeld
  2009, role: director
• Your Muslim Neighbors
  2009, role: director
• Blind Spot
  2009, role: editor
• Forbidden Love
  2009, role: editor
• Ladyman
  2009, role: editor
• Blind Spot
  2009, role: miscellaneous crew
• Blind Spot
  2009, role: producer
• Ladyman
  2009, role: miscellaneous crew

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• S & M - Thin Lizzy
• S & M - Nekromantix
• S & M - 2 Live Crew
• S & M - Horizon

She walked out of a shady motel
Into the arms of a sugar daddy
She'd been having a good time
Oh but she loved her daddy madly
She said daddy what can I do
I want to spend my time making love to you
But daddy had to run hit and run
Now he's gone
This customer was shady he kept a rubber hose
He liked to beat the ladies
There's nothing wrong with that I suppose
"Yes there is,"
He made them want to shout, "Ouch"
But this time you better watch out
He kicked her oh and he beat her
And he whipped her
He beat her black and blue
He just liked the violence said it made him tough
He just liked the violence said she couldn't get enough
Couldn't get enough
Smack
He beat her like a drum
This fetish could be foolish
It could lead to something dangerously wreckless
To hold your lover helpless
Could lead to something called a mess
Unless you like to be tacky
And kinky, sleasy and slinky
To make them wanna shout, "Ouch"
Fight back and scratch out

Leather sitting tight to your skin
This game we are playing is
A game none of us will ever win
Woman you're my playmate
You're my toy
I get rid my frustrations
In a way i enjoy
This is my way to escape reality
I am a sadist with a whip i get my kicks i like
The slap beat yeah tie up chicks
You're a masochist a victim of my sexual
Fantasy my sexslave begging for orgasm...
Rubber from head to toe
Is this a game or a disease
Well i don't know
Baby won't you come
Along with me
Into this world without
Problems to this paradise
Of ecstasy

[Luke]
LET THE BEATINGS BEGI-I-I-I-IN!
([Excerpt from the Cheech & Chong track "Pedro and Man At The Drive-In,"
in which a man is whipped and gives cries of satisfaction)
[Woman]
"Listen all you motherfuckers!
Callin' alllll freaks!
Bull-daggers!
Pussy riders!
Shit eaters!
Dick beaters!
Fags!
Sissies!
Asshole fuckers, or just plain ol' fuckers!"
Verse 1: [Brother Marquis]
I'm a part of this, just like you
I'm a disciple of Satan, with work to do
I'll ride you to your death and squeeze blood from your breast
And work you like a sex slave, you gets no rest
I can see it in your eyes, the devil's deep inside
You're a masochistic freak in disguise
Your love is your pain, and pain is your gain
You'll force the fit just to feel the strain
You worship the bed with your life
Holding sessions of confession every moonlit night
You do it so good, tasting every ounce
Until the last drop, leaving nothing out!
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' dick-suckin' friends!
S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
S & M!
Bring yo' momma and her friend!
S & M!
Bring all your horny friends!
Verse 2: [Fresh Kid Ice]
I wear my leather in the summer to every show
With my whip around my neck, I control the hoes
My sexual fantasies must be fulfilled,
Or my tensions will increase, and then I will ill
So I pulled a little girlie, this is what I did
Jumped in the ride, took her to the crib
Rushed her in the room, sat her on the bed,
Grabbed her by the ass and she gave me head
Then I turned her over, got it from the back
The pussy was sorry, so the bitch got slapped
Then I took my dick out, laid it on her chest
She put it in the middle, then she squeezed her breasts
As I got some feeling, this is what I said:"
Baby, baby, please! Just a little more head!"
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' sister and her friend!
S & M!
Bring all your hoey friends!
S & M!
Bring yo' momma and her friend!S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
[Woman]
"Piss dinkers ... overseas ... back off ... fuck off ...
make yo' dickstand or put yo' pussy in yo' hand!
You want it, we got it!"
[Mr. Mixx] cuts:
"Fuck me baby!"
"Ooh daddy, beat me!"
"Come on and eat me baby!")
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' dick-suckin' friends!
S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
S & M!
Bring all your horny friends!
S & M!
LET THE ORGY BEGIN!!

You always treat me bad
I'm the whipping boy in your set
You make it plain for all to see
You don't even give a damn
'Bout my feelings or my pride
When you make a fool of me
I like to say I hate you
But it's not true
'Cause I feel safe in your shadow
Living my poor life through you
Enslaved by my own weakness
And my predisposition
For silence and submission
Condemned to creep in the darkness
I just can't face the real me
And my fear of being set free
You've become my punishment
My self-inflicted nemesis
The pain I endure every day
But like a natural born victim
Still waiting for more
I can't resolve to go away
I could have tried to leave you
But I never did
'Cause I need to feel your power
And I'd be lost without it
Enslaved by my own weakness
And my predisposition
For silence and submission
Condemned to creep in the darkness
I just can't face the real me
And my fear of being set free
Enslaved by my own weakness
And my predisposition
For silence and submission
Condemned to creep in the darkness
I just can't face the real me