Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

Well, Sir, this was quite a change from the last video, that’s for sure!

I really enjoyed this video, Sir, but it’s about equally for the unintentional humor as for the tawse that is the real star of the video! My favorite lines include:

“But I think that’s a bit unfair for an undergraduate!” (I actually chortled!)

“What a spectacular amount of noise, Louise.” (I had to agree with the dry-witted Scotsman, there. He wasn’t hitting her that hard!)

And I really liked the somewhat surreal bit at the end where the “ex-head-girl” stripped naked and was the furniture for noisy Louise to lie on. I know a friend (or several!) who would give anything to do that for me, Sir! [grins widely]

But, putting snarky humor aside, Sir, this video did get me very excited. I don’t know why I find the tawse so exciting, Sir, (perhaps the fact that I know there is one in your car at any given moment [grins wider] ) but it really … ooooh!

And, I have to say, I’d rather be scared by a severe caning video than bored by too-light strokes of a tawse, hand, or slipper any day! There were some really good hits … but then they’d be followed by some very “pulled punches,” and they are far more unsatisfactory to watch than to receive! Actually, I used to find too-light spanks really painfully, heart-breakingly disappointing. It makes me smile to remember the first time you spanked me: you started so light and I was worried, “Isn’t he going to hit me harder?!” But then, oh Sir, you hit me much harder! I was in heaven!

When I am with you, I can enjoy the light blows for the lovely sensation they are – assured that much worse (better) is not far away.

Which is funny for me to write, actually, Sir. As you will read in the “composition” I have for you, Sir, I used to be scared that I was not a “real masochist.” I saw bottoms at play parties take all sorts of pain that was just way too much for me to even think about. I felt very inadequate, Sir!

I think that was because, at the point in time that I was going to play parties, my health had improved so that I could take more pain – but I was not at the right place in my head to believe in myself, or with the right partner I could trust to push my limits. So, deep down, I knew I could take more, and wanted more, but it was under a layer of, “No, I can’t do that!”

The funny thing that changed it for me, Sir, was the movie Secretary! Since then, I have been so hungry for pain, and yet had sort of given up on finding someone who was right to give it to me.

Which I guess is why I made the most inept flirtations and eventual bumbling proposition to you, Sir. It meant so much to me! I can be all slick and suave when it doesn’t mean that much to me. But this meant so much to me – and it means even more to me now!