Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

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Recently, my friend Haron discovered the spanking references in Heinlein’s Glory Road.

I am happy to see more people discovering Heinlein and his little notes of of kinkiness. I’ve been a huge fan of RAH since I was 17 — and discovering a mainstream author (indeed, a “Grand Master” of science fiction!) writing so openly about spanking helped me more than anything else to come out to myself as kinky.

I’ve been re-reading The Cat Who Walks Through Walls and it seems I’d forgotten just how much spanking was in it!

There is a running flirtation between our protagonist, Richard Ames, and a younger gal named Gretchen, who is barely legal by the standards of her culture (Luna, in the year 2188). It starts with her being this young and continues while she grows up a bit (although she grows up in time/spaces at right angles from Richard, but you have to read the book to understand that!)

It starts out:

“Sir, you paid for the cones … and now, if you don’t let me pay you back, I’ll get that spanking. Because Mama will ask me and I will have to tell her.”

I thought about it. “Gretchen, I have trouble believing that your mother would spank you for something I did.”

“Oh, but she would, sir! She would say that I should have had my money out and ready. And I should have.”

“Does she spank really hard? Bare bottom?”

“Oh my yes! Brutal!”

“An intriguing thought. Your little bottom turning pink, while you cry.”

“I do not cry! Well, not much.”

Later that evening, Gretchen tries to get Richard to take her virginity (by asking “Mr. Richard, would you really want to see my bottom turn all pink? And hear me cry?”). He is “saved” by his wife, although she eventually concludes there is no better idea than for Gretchen to marry them. (Different mores, folks, although I think better ones in many cases!)

Later, when Richard runs across an older — and pregnant Gretchen, he decides he should marry her because she shouldn’t have her first child as a single parent. He uses an interesting method of proposing:

“I want to marry you.”

“You do? Why?” She sounded sad.

Things were too solemn, we needed some skid. “Why do I want to marry you, dear? To paddle your bottom and watch it turn pink.”

Gretchen’s mouth dropped open, then she grinned and dimpled. “That’s ridiculous!”

“IT is, eh? Possibly having a baby doesn’t call for marriage in these parts, but spanking is another matter. If I spank some other man’s wife, he might get annoyed or she might or both. Chancy. Likely to get me talked about. Or worse. If I spank a single girl, she might use it to trap me when I don’t love her and don’t want to marry her but was simply spanking her pour le sport. Better to marry you; you’re used to it, you like it. And you have a solid bottom that can take it. A good thin, too – because I spank hard. Brutal.”

“Oh pooh! Where did you get this silly notion that I like it?” (Why are your areolae so crinkled, dear?) “Hazel, does he really spank hard?”

“I don’t know, dear. I would break his arm and he knows it.”

“See what I’m up against, Gretchen? No innocent little pleasures; I’m underprivileged. Unless you marry me.”

Gretchen doesn’t go for it at that time, but it’s pretty clear from the book that it eventually happens.

I love the idea that these books are in libraries all over the U.S. (and Heinlein was translated into many languages, so really all over the world!) and that girls just like my 17-year-old self may be finding spanking through these novels. (And, as good or better, also being educated and excited about the idea of space travel and the sciences, and having their minds opened to different kinds of societies and ways of loving.)

On Friday night Mr. Defeu and I watched a film I’d been looking forward to for a couple months.

I had started watching it on my own — Mr. Defeu has no interest in “bodice rippers” or period romances, so I tend to get them while he’s travelling, and then get some chocolate ice cream and make sure the tissues are to hand.

I couldn’t remember why I’d rented this film, but I knew I’d put it in the Netflix queue for some reason. As it started, I thought, “Oh, gods, it’s one of those Victorian ones made in the late ’70s/early ’80s, where the girls have that ever-so-authentic blue eyeshadow and big hair.” But I thought I’d give it a fair go — after all, Sergeant Cribb was made in 1980 and set in the Victorian period, and it’s wonderful.

The film starts with a gentleman riding home from his pheasant shooting … when he spies a boy on the road. He then asks the very pretty lad where he is going, and ascertains that the poor boy is homeless and in need of a friend, and takes him home to feed him a good dinner, and ends up telling the lad he can stay. Well, I hadn’t even gotten to the start of the dialogue when I yelped in surprise, “But this is Frank and I! Ohmigod!” (Yes, I was talking to myself. But Mr. Defeu wasn’t there, so I only had myself to talk to!)

For no reason anyone can figure out, they called the film Lady Libertine, but it most certainly follows very closely to the Frank and I story, I even recognized some lines spoken directly from the book.

For those who don’t know, Frank and I is one of the finest Victorian erotic classics, very much focussing on the love of the rod, that very English vice. I don’t know if I should be embarrassed that I recognized the story before 10 seconds of film had passed, but it gives you an idea of how many times I’ve re-read and masturbated to this book!

The above picture that I’m sure perked up your attention is from the first CP scene (in the book it is a birching, but obviously for the movie they chose the cane), when our narrator, Charlie, still thinks that “Frank” is just a very pretty lad who is in need of some corrective discipline. It is at the end of the caning (although in the book it’s after the second birching) where Charlie discovers that Frank is actually “Frances,” a girl who has run away from very bad circumstances. Obviously, Charlie decides to keep “Frank” around, which of course would have been very scandalous if anyone were to discover their secret, as in Victorian times young ladies were not generally put unchaperoned into the hands of an unmarried man not related to them. (Thus the book cleverly sets up a really erotic plot!)

The above image is from the story Frances recounts. She had been given to a whore house, unknown to her, after the death of her parents. When Frances wouldn’t put out with the customers, she was beaten by the madam with a slipper. It isn’t quite how it went in the book, but still, nice that they went along with the plot that much! Great use of period split drawers, also!

This next scene is from when Charlie visits the brothel where Frances had been beaten and almost forced into prostitution. This is, and it’s the same in the book and movie, is a tableau vivant of “The punishment of a Nihilist in a Russian Prison.” Really! (While this is actually appropriate for the time in which the story is set, it still seems amusingly random!) Above you see the first stroke of the whip on the “nihilist’s” buttocks. They use red paint to simulate blood, but as you can see, some of those strokes must have stung, regardless!

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This shot is from a really transformative scene, in both the book and the movie. Frances, now dressed in the clothes of her birth gender, has been on holiday with Charlie, and got stuck flirting with this guy who pushed it further along than she wanted. Charlie was very jealous and angry with her. Above she is saying, “Charles – Punish me any way you like … as long as afterwards you forgive me!”

After this scene, the movie is mostly over (this transformative scene leads to love and marriage, and sadly it is implied that Charlie and Frances have finished with the whole CP thing and are now going to be vanilla-ever-after) but the book goes on rather longer – and involves a good deal more of the stuff that you would expect in something called “Lady Libertine” – I have no idea why they called the movie that, as they cut most of the really libertine scenes from it!

In the end, like all movies not made directly for a spanko audience by spankos, this has its disappointments. However, not many spanking porn producers are going to have the budget that Playboy Films does, so we have to take what we can get. (Note to spanking film/website producers – if you are actually going to do a high-budget version of Frank and I, please count me in! I would even cut my hair in a boy’s cut, if I had to!)

Here is a sample of that first punishment scene!

Are you going to Shadow Lane’s 30th anniversary party? Because I am! It’s just three weeks now, and I am so excited about it! I was a bit nervous for last year’s party, but this year I know so many more people so this time around all I feel is bouncily anticipatory.

Have you done your shopping? I’m pretty much done with mine, but that’s just ’cause I’m so eager. You still have time to get some shopping done online and have it shipped to you in good time. (You could even actually go to the shops, I s’pose, but that’s soooo last century! [grin] )

The fun part is the kind of shopping you get to do for Shadow Lane. For instance, you might be needing to get some unique toys to impress potential spankees (or have potential spankers use on you!)

Victorian Wooden Hairbrush	Jemico Two-Sided Razor Strop Paddle	Bloodline Wooden Paddle – 14″
Slapper Crop	Singapore Stinger Cane

A bit of bondage, perhaps? Possibly some rumpy-pumpy?

Natural Hemp Rope – Assorted Sizes And don’t forget your EMT Safety Shears just in case you need to get your bondage bunny out quick!

Liquid Silicone Lubricant This is a great lube which is long-lasting and safe for sensitive skin.

Need to brush up on your technique? Or, would you like to bring a copy of the book my story is published in for me to sign for you?

The Compleat Spanker

Bottoms Up: Spanking Good Stories

What kind of schoolgirl do you like? Traditional … or slutty?

Traditional Pleated Plaid Skirt (Wide selection of colours & sizes)

Pleated Plaid MICRO MINI skirt (In Choice of Colors)

Don’t forget that this year’s theme is the 1960′s Drama “Mad Men” so you might want to get something that fits the theme (1950-1960s Clothing) for the big party Saturday night!

Finally, looking to get kinkier? Why not try a “Wartenberg wheel,” which fascinates submissives and masochists, but can be adjusted by simple pressure to be either teasing or intense. And it fits in your pocket! Great conversation starter! Or is your playmate making too much noise in your hotel room? My favourite kind of gag (and the most effective I’ve found at actual noise reduction) is the “cock gag,” which might sound a bit off-putting, but actually means that it has a gag which is a good size and shape for the mouth (ahem) and which has a strip of leather in the front which is discrete and good sound-proofing!

Wartenberg Wheel

Latex Gag, Leather Straps

Hope to see you there!

While I’m a dedicated book-worm all year round, there is something special about “summer reading.” It’s the excuse, I suppose, for reading even less intellectual brain-candy than usual. (Although my reading pattern tends to be that I have something dense on-going and will go through several other fluffier reads while slogging through the hard stuff.)

There is no excuse for the following two books, save for that it’s summer and my brain has melted. Somehow, and I have no idea how this could have happened, they both turned out to be quite kinky!

They were both, “just found on the shelf at the library” books that wandered home with me. But I must admit that I could sorta tell from the cover that the first book was going to be dirty. And it’s funny to think of a prudish porn star, but I was actually shocked at what I was reading — I mean, I got it at the library! I thought that sort of stuff could only be found at “Adult” stores!

(This image from sexandsubmission.com is here because A.) it’s hot, B.) it’s got two men in it, which happens in the below book, and C.) that’s my friend Calico in between them. I happen to know she really quite enjoyed that shoot!)

Here’s a bit from the Claimed by the Wolf: A Shadow Guardians Novel (by Charlene Teglia) which I thought you lot would enjoy:

“I want you bent over that wall.” He indicated a ledge on the far side of the small room.

Sybil managed to get her feet under herself and stood. Then she made her way to the spot he’d chosen. The rock formed a natural shelf at a convenient height. If she stood with her legs shoulder length apart and bent forward from the waist, it would support her fairly comfortably.

“Like this?” She asked the question over her shoulder, and drew in her breath sharply when she realized he was right behind her.

“Exactly like that.”
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I had a picture of me from a reading I did at Good Vibrations promoting Bottoms Up: Spanking Good Stories, but I didn’t really have any reason to post it (it being rather in the past by this point in time), so it was just sitting around on my computer, and I kept thinking, “I need a reason to post this!” every time I ran across them.

Well, Ms Cassandra has just given me not only a good reason, but a lovely compliment as well. I quote from her blog:

I walked over to the Barnes & Noble to look up two particular erotic short story anthologies. I didn’t find those anthologies, but saw Rachel Kramer Bussell’s spanking collection, Bottoms Up.

I know a woman whose story was published in that anthology. I THOUGHT I’d read it; it turns out that I hadn’t. Her name is Zille Defeu, she’s a blogger and she was the organizer of the recent San Francisco Corporal Punishment party. At the Barnes & Noble I flipped to her story. Big mistake — it was terrific. I’m thinking, shit, there’s no way I’d ever get published again if THIS is my competition.

What a lovely compliment from Sandy — it was very kind of her to post that!

And now that I’ve used my excuse for this post, I can finally put up the picture of me from the reading!

Don’t I look all calm and collected and stuff? I was terrified! I can do public speaking, but that doesn’t mean I enjoy it! Rachel has video footage of at least some of it, I think, and I probably sound reasonably sanguine about the whole thing … but inside I was quaking in my boots. But I’ve sternly told myself that if I am going to work at being a published author, I’m going to have to do readings — it’s part of the job description! And the only way to get less nervous about the whole thing is for it to become something I’ve done so much it’s a walk in the park — boring, even! (It’s rather hard to be nervous and bored at the same time, I find!)

I have to run and fold laundry now, but I’ve got so much to catch you all up with (tons of pictures!) and now that the party is over and my life is less in-complete-chaos, I want to get back to proper blogging!