Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

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I know the purists out there don’t want to mix sex or other filthy kink in with their spanking, but I for one like all of the above, so what I like is shoots that do it well.

This shoot does it pretty well indeed! Lovely girl (a Miss Madison Scott), the guy at least starts in his suit (I wish he’d keep it on — there nothing hotter than seeing a cock jutting out of the suit trouser’s fly!) and glasses (phwoar!), there’s spanking, and then there’s lots of rough sex that the Madison obviously really enjoys (I myself prefer the pretend-forced sort in my fantasies, but it always feels safer for me, when watching a film, to know the girl was actually not hating every minute of it. For more “non-consensual” stuff, I need a disclaimer with the girl saying, “Yes, I’m a perv and I like to play this way and I had a great time!”) and then the setting has a library, which always makes me happy. Having rows of books in the background takes any porn a notch up for me!

Here’s some selections from the shoot that work for me (and, hopefully, you!)

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Tomorrow Papa Otter and I leave for Shadow Lane. I’m so excited to see so many of my friends again, and to spend a weekend in the company of myriad pervs (it’s been too long!)

As if to spur me on, last night I had the most erotic dream I think I’ve ever had….

I was at this all girl’s school … except that the girl’s uniforms seemed to be bikinis. They were all quite well-built – curves everywhere! – and it was a bit like a music video or Serpieri’s Druuna books! with all these scantily clad hotties walking up and down the halls and stairs of the school.

I myself, in good dream fashion, was naked. But not the least embarrassed – indeed, in the dream, I felt this delicious sensuality, this sexy confidence. I sashayed as if I was moving through honey.

I kept ended up making out with and otherwise pleasing these girls – sometimes just one, sometimes more! – and this was a perfectly wonderful state that could have completed the dream to my perfect satisfaction.

But there was more! I kept getting taken aside by (male) teachers who were finding quite obvious excuses to punish me – I was “distracting” the girls, I was causing a disturbance in class, I was interrupting their studies, you know the drill – and then the teachers used a variety of implements on me. In the dream, I knew that this hurt, but every stroke was like those rare strokes where pain meets pleasure just right, and you can’t tell the difference. I was crying from the pain out in these sensual moans.

The most clear part of the dream I remember now is that I was being punished by a teacher, who’d put a butt-plug in me, and had beaten me with a strap. I then met up with a few delicious girls who were really turned on by my state, and who needed to kiss, caress, and finger-fuck me. (Even in my dreams, I’m always a giver – didn’t want to let these young ladies down, so allowed them to do as they willed with me, whilst keeping my hands and mouth as busy as possible. See, always a giver!)

We got interrupted by the headmaster, who then felt the need to punish me for this further disruption. (And not my fault, I’d add! They seduced me!) He caned me, and then pulled the butt-plug out – I remember moaning, in the dream, and him saying, “Do you feel all empty now?” He then said, “This will fill you up!” and thrust his cock into me.

Sadly, it was after this promising start that I woke up.

Oh, how I wish you could just pause your dreams and then resume them when next going to sleep. I’d go back to this dream in a heartbeat!

So, who knows, maybe this is what Shadow Lane will be like for me…? At any rate, if I wasn’t entirely rarin’ to go before, I surely am now!

I’ll try to blog or at least tweet from SL, but if it’s anything like that dream, then you should really just expect a report after I get back!

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The infinitely lovely people at NSI have sent me some samples from the shoot, for the express purpose of sharing with you lot! So you will have seen them here first — but please do go sign up for NSI to see the rest! We shot lots of pictures over those two hot days!

Spanked by the feared and dreaded Stephen Lewis!

Please do note the vintage stockings! I take my work seriously, damnit!

If you missed it, here are the entries where I wrote about the shoot:
Shooting with Northern Spanking Institute
Shooting with Northern Spanking Institute | Part 2

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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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Actually, the title of this should be, Shooting with Leia-Ann Woods, and Irelynn Logeen, and Stephen Lewis, and Paul Kennedy. (And of course, my Papa Otter, who wasn’t able to be on-camera, but was still very much a part of the shoot.) Because it was like that: it felt less like a spanking shoot, and more like two wonderful days with kinky friends. Whenever NSI wants me back, I’m soooooo ready to shoot with them again. (Erm, well, better let my bottom heal up a bit first. I’m sitting rather gingerly* at the moment!) And if I get a change to work with (or, just hang out with) Irelynn, Leia, or Stephen, I’m so there!

Truth be told, this is actually the second wonderful shoot with lovely people. Last Friday, we hung out with Olivia Manners and Pandora for an (all-too-short) day of spanking, cider, and fine company. It was a private commission spanking film, so you lot won’t get to see it (you’ll just have to ask me to make your own private spanking film!) but the naughty Pandora snapped a picture of one of the punishment scenes, so you’ll at least have a tantalizing hint of it.

I could talk about that lovely afternoon for pages and pages, but Pandora has done a much better job of it than I could ever do….

I felt extremely pleased with myself, if more than a little sleazy and voyeuristic – Malc, at least, was making himself useful manning the camera, while I was just curled in a comfy chair, swigging cider out of the bottle and appreciating the view. But what a view! Zille has the most delightful little hip-wriggle while she’s over the knee – an arch of her back and lift of her slender hips which twists her wonderfully shapely bottom around in ways I could watch all day.

(Can I just say how incredible it is to read things like that post of Pandora’s? To have such an amazing girl write such complimentary things about me … I must have done something very right! Possibly it’s due to surrounding myself with such good, positive people. Also possibly it’s the reward for being honest with oneself about one’s desires – the majority of the spanko scene that I’ve met have all been really lovely people. Hang out with perverts, and life is much better!)

But right now I’m fresh from the NSI shoot, and should capture my thoughts and feelings while they are still, ahem, spankin’ new. (And I’ll get up pictures from the shoot(s) as they make them available to me.)

I was quite nervous when everyone arrived. I know everything thinks I’m so out-going and sociable, but the fact of the matter is that’s just an exterior I wear to cover up my shyness and introversion. (I’ve learned over the years that it’s better for me to force myself to get out and make friends and then do things with them, and to go out to clubs and places full of strangers and make merry. I’m a bouncier, brighter person when I overcome the urge to hide away from the world and just read fantasy novels and watch Star Trek.)

It wasn’t just the nervousness related with social interaction. I was about to do a shoot with Northern Spanking Institute! No matter how excellent their reputation for the consideration of their models, there are few models who don’t have at least a wee bit of trepidation going into a spanking shoot, especially with someone you’ve never shot with before. So I wasn’t nervous (petrified, I honestly assume I’d be!) like I was going to do a shoot with Lupus Spanking Studios, but I was still filled with that anxious energy that makes you feel all jangly and like you’ve had one too many cups of coffee.

The start-off set was Irelynn and me in matching schoolgirl uniforms, girlie-fighting from top and bottom bunk beds. (She started it! She pulled my hair!) It was an excellent choice to get everyone comfortable with each other and ready for two days of shooting together. Both Irelynn and I could easily get into the badly-behaved-schoolgirl mode, and Stephen could easily get into disciplining-said-badly-behaved-schoolgirl mode, and both Paul and Leia-Ann took turns shooting/directing so I got a sense for working with both of them. Seeing such good plannng in action makes a model immediately feel even more comfortable.

Then it was on to the “Estate Agent Shoot” (“Estate Agent” always puts me in mind of the Fry and Laurie skit!). Irelynn and Stephen were the stars of this (always a joy to watch them in action), whilst I was the surprised estate agent who witnesses such filth. (Shocking, I tell you! Just shocking!)

Then a quick still set of Irelynn and I as sisters who were called down in our sleep clothes (obviously being sent to be quite early!) for a punishment of OTK spanking and a caning. In retrospect, a strange thing was that I sort of naturally assumed I was the older sister, but Irelynn was the one holding my hand and comforting me in many of the images. I must be a seriously wussy older sister! Also in retrospect, I don’t think we ever came up with any good reason why this punishment was happening – Stephen was just very disappointed and upset with us, and we were very sorry little girls even before it started!

Then … what we’d been leading up to … a bigger, more intense scene. Paul had chosen one of my blog entries as the plot line – it was somewhat surreal to me, especially right as the scene was about to start, that something I’d once actually dreamed was now about to actuate in a very real way! Those minutes after getting dressed, and then realising I needed to get undressed because of how the storyline played out, and then standing and waiting for the scene to start, in my bra and knickers under the bright lights as everyone hustled around me, those were the most nerve-wracking minutes of the day. Both Paul and Stephen asked me if I was ready to begin. It was exactly the same as when someone disciplining you asks if you are ready for your corporal punishment, or when you are about to take your turn in a competition; you have two answers: “Of course I’m not!” and, “Oh gods, let’s just get this over with!” – and neither of them are the right answers, so you try not to let anyone see you gulp, and assure them, “Oh, yes, absolutely!” even though you’ll never actually really be ready! (This utter lack of readiness then has absolutely nothing at all to do with how you do. It’s just that being ready to start will probably never come from inside you – other people’s expectations are the nudge you need to make the change from, “It’s about to happen…” to “OMFG! It’s happening!”

Okay, this entry has entirely gotten out of hand – I really didn’t mean it to be so long! I’ll continue tomorrow from this point….

(And yes, I know I haven’t done a post since the dinosaurs stomped the earth. But, happily, again Pandora has done a far better job at writing than me, so I direct you to her excellent post: Breaking the Seal. I feel this gets me out of any explanations or apologies, which actually means I’ll get back to our regularly scheduled programme with much greater alacrity! So, hah, you can’t complain!)

*Gingerly is perhaps a wrong word to use in the company of perverts. People might get ideas, when all I mean is that I have a sore bottom!

And now: Shooting with Northern Spanking Institute Part Two!

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