Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

One of the best parts of my trip to Australia (and one of the things I was really looking forward to the most) was finally meeting the fabulous folks over at I Shot Myself , and getting to work with them.

The ISM headquarters are well appointed and full of sexy people – I only got to spend a little time with them, but it makes me wish I lived there and could work for ISM!

After we were shown around the offices and studios, it was time for the show! The one my Master and I were putting on, that is! Mr. Feck himself had kindly taken time to give us the grand tour, and shoot our video!

We’d had some discussion of it, and it was decided that he would give me a spanking, and then “force” me to have some orgasms. Oh, poor me! Well, that original idea was expanded upon, and suddenly there I was, in a little plaid skirt and flowered knickers, and a cute white shirt (no bra), crawling over to him, to be put over his knee!

Mr. Feck had suggested that my Master spank me “for 10 or 20 minutes.” Well, my Master not being a man who does things by halves, I got a 20 minute spanking, with very few pauses!

Again, oh, poor me! This was so wonderful for me, because I just adore spanking. It’s really pretty impossible for me to see it as a punishment, because it’s so much fun, and the pain is more in the “fun” part of the spectrum than other things (the cane, tawse, and most especially the paddle) which are more at the “oh fuck that hurts!” side.

And my Master seldom gives very long spankings. At least, I don’t perceive them as long! (I’ve a couple times said sadly, “Oh! Is it over…?” when he stopped spanking me, only to find I’d had over 200 whacks. I think my sense of time gets messed with!) He loves spanking me, but he also wants to do other stuff, so sessions tend to involve spanking, caning, a lick of the tawse, a bit of slippering – all interspersed with blowjobs and sex and etc.

So I’d never had 20 solid minutes of spanking before. It was glorious! Although I do have to say that the last five minutes or so were pretty intense. I felt like my bottom was truly being “blistered,” the heat had built up so, and each spank made the fires rage higher.

It got me so aroused that when he fingered my pussy, it made very wet sounds. And there was a camera trained right on it, so I’m sure the liquid evidence of my arousal was glistening in the lights!

Speaking of light, we had to do creative lighting so my Master’s face wasn’t showing. So Mr. Feck came up with this beautiful lighting set-up, where my Master is this ominous shadow man, his arm raising out of the darkness to spank me. How hot is that?!

After the spanking (in which he made me come from spanking numerous times) there was the finger-fucking part of the video. He made me come so much that my throat was all scratchy and sore afterwards!

After all this “hard work,” Mr. Feck and two of the lovelies from the office (who were not just lovely, but also deeply intelligent and so much fun to talk to) took us out for dinner. I think the people in the restaurant were very glad to see us leave, some hours later, because we had discussions about every aspect of sex and porn, in vivid detail, and we were not discreetly lowering our voices at all.

We walked back to the studio through the suddenly cold evening, and then shot what will be the opening of the video. I won’t give it away, but it’s hilarious and was really fun to shoot, and I think I should win an Oscar for it!

The video is going to go up on I Feel Myself — although I don’t know when, yet. I’ll let you lot know when I find out. In the meantime, I already have a video up there, which involves hot pink very tight spandex leggings, and a vibrator….

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