Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

My how time has flown! But they say time flies when you’re having fun, and boy golly, are we ever having fun!

Back on the 15th, Miss Maggie Mayhem came over for a long awaited day. Both “work” (haha) and play were on the schedule. The “work,” as you can see, was us recording some videos. Since Maggie had just had a big adventure, we talked about that, first. Then, I realized we needed an opening for all the videos we’ll be doing together … and I know this will surprise you, but the first thing that came to my mind was a spanking!

After the intro was shot, I asked what we wanted to all do next: work or play? Maggie pouted prettily and said, “I don’t want any more work!” (If she’d been standing up I imagine she would have stomped her foot, as well!) and thus it was decided to put the video camera away and get to it.

Oh, but first … I should go back to when we changed out of the “interview clothes,” and into the schoolgirl uniforms. After choosing the green pinafore for Maggie, and the blue gym skirt for me, we trooped over to the bathroom to do our hair and touch up our make-up. I put Maggie’s hair in pony-tails for her, and we giggled together and generally took ourselves down into schoolgirl headspace without concious effort. By the time we, now blushingly, re-entered the bedroom, we were self-concious and felt very young and girlish. My Master was waiting, reclining on the bed, and when he saw us, this grin spread across his face, and he looked like the cat who ate the canary. I want to see that delighted look on his face much more often!

So back to playtime, my Master wasted no time in pulling Maggie over his lap for a spanking (only fair, since I’d been playing butt-bongos on her delicious bottom mere minutes before!) and started reddening her bottom. She couldn’t be marked because of her current regular modelling gigs, so he used mostly his hands. I sat and watched … and nearly passed out from forgetting to breath!

If I thought watching my Master kiss Maggie the other night at the club was hot, ohmigod, watching him spank her is even more incredible! I’ve never really been a voyeur — it’s not that I mind watching sexy stuff happen, it’s that my usual attitude is that it would all be improved by me being involved! — but suddenly I found myself so pleased and aroused and satisfied by what I saw, that I could have sad in a chair in the corner and just watched the action, and been completely content!

But, exploring my voyeurism is for another day, because they both wanted me involved! When my Master put Maggie over the side of the bed, I jumped ’round to the other side and grabbed her hands and pulled so she stretched forward, held down on the bed. While my Master gave her more, harder spanks, I watched her giggling and writhing around and my inner sadist woke up with a start and I just wanted him to hurt her more more MORE!

However, my Master was tired of not leaving marks on the bottom he was working on, so he had Maggie and me trade places. He got down the cane and after about two lighter strokes, started up with ten more “of the best.” I looked into Maggie’s beautiful eyes as he did so, and saw her own excitement lighting up her eyes at each stroke. I think it really does help dealing with pain to have Maggie there, so obviously in the moment with me!

After my caning was over, I suggested that Maggie find out what it was like to get strapped on the palms (I’m so nice and considerate, aren’t I?!) and I must say I am jealous of her giggly reaction to pain for that punishment, because I’m all cry-y and need to blow my nose after three on each palm!

My Master gave Maggie a light “tapping” caning so she wouldn’t mark, but she could feel the pain build up so intensely. It all gets a bit blurry at that point, but more spanking followed, and we all ended up on the bed, my Master holding Maggie and giving her occasional spanks, while I held Mr. Buzzy against her green regulation knickers, right over where her clit was….

The tableau I teased with the other day happened after that. I gave my Master a blowjob, while she spanked me and then made me come over and over with her wicked little fingers inside me. Looking over at the mirror and seeing us lined up in a most erotic of tableaux was one of the best moments of my life (although I have a happy feeling Maggie will be involved in future ones that will blow this one out of the water!)

We ended up in a happy, very sweaty pile on the bed, talking and caressing and feeling very sated and pleased. We knew we needed food, but we were just so happy where we were, that we missed the general closing time for restaurants. But that was fine, because there was an all night sushi place near where Maggie lives, so we all went and pigged out on sushi, and then dropped her off at home (which, after what we had just shared, felt very much like the better thing to do than to say, “Off you go to public transport — bye now!”

This was my Master’s first threesome. The the first threesome we’ve had together. We have waited to find the right girl — one we could trust, and who would like us both equally well. We are so lucky to have found Maggie, and that she’s single and free to play with us. A threesome always has some chance of going badly — one partner getting jealous, etc., and that can damage a relationship. But we were completely safe with Maggie — she has excellent intuition and can read people very well … and she’s just “good people.” I could go on for paragraphs about her superior qualities and character — but I’ll save my gushing compliments for future posts.

And then this past weekend we got to spend Friday, Saturday, and Sunday at IMsL with Maggie. I tell you, we could both get really addicted to her! And I have soooooo many ideas of things to do with/to her … for one, she’s never done figging before…!

(And here’s her version of events!)

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