Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

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Our lovely friends at NSI have done a great video, with a theme that is close to my heart: the James Bond kind of spy, naughty femme fatale villains, and helpless damsels in distress!

Russian spy, Onya Bakyabitch, has been up to her old tricks again and has kidnapped the daughter of British Group Captain Montana. Hidden on her submarine, she demands her ransom of the plans for Britain’s new stealth aircraft. Otherwise she will return the Group Captain’s daughter. In pieces. Group Caption must send in his best and most skilled agent for the job to rescue his precious only daughter…

I have always enjoyed the Bond oeuvre, because it was such obvious fantasy fodder. Sexy gals who I wanted to grow up to be like (and also just plain wanted!) and not just hot bad guys, but a strong, assured main character for whom I was surprisingly just as hot. (I was generally always more attracted to bad guys, because it was a lot more likely the bad guys would kidnap me, tie me up, and do mean things to me! But 007 just might smack you around a bit, too, so he was a hot good guy!)

I’m now getting lots of ideas for a spy spanking story. Maybe it’s time to sit down and write it….

All the recent not-playing has left me with lots of time to read (oh, what a wild life I lead!) and I’ve continued on with my “Heinleins That Don’t Get Enough Attention” list. It seems I’m not the only one to realize what a great book Double Star is:

Whatever your viewpoint on SF, the fact that an award-winning book from a man generally named as one of the genre’s founding fathers (alongside Isaac Asimov and Arthur C Clarke) is so little known amongst otherwise knowledgeable cultural journalists says something about the way the genre has been marginalised by the UK press. Now that I’ve read the book, such ignorance also seems a shame.

The replication in question concerns an egotistical actor who is called in to act as a double for a political leader after the man himself is kidnapped. The actor (The Great Lorenzo) successfully performs a tricky diplomatic mission on Mars and is then called on to encore after encore after it becomes clear that Joe Bonforte – the man he is pretending to be – is unlikely to be able to appear in public again.

So far so simple. The story moves at a sharp pace, helped along by Heinlein’s slick prose and the kind of wry good humour demonstrated when he describes the multi-consonant names (Rrringrill) he has ascribed to his Martians as sounding like “a leaking faucet”.

In common with much of the best SF, it’s not just the scientific ideas that make this book worthy of investigation. History does too. The political concerns and philosophy that Heinlein chooses to project onto his imagined future also provide an intriguing barometer of his times.

The book’s impassioned pleas for understanding and tolerance with regard to Martian culture, for instance, might not make for a subtle allegory, but it is moving given the book’s context in 1950s America. It’s not beyond the realms of possibility that a few of those impressionable teenage white males who comprised the books original target audience went on to stand with Martin Luther King on the Washington Mall a few years later.

And, here, finally, is the quote that this whole post is about!

As my father used to say, ‘Larry, you are too durned pretty! If you don’t get off your lazy duff and learn the business, you are going to spend fifteen years as a juvenile, under the mistaken impression that you are an actor – then wind up selling candy in the lobby. “Stupid” and “pretty” are the two worst vices in show business – and you’re both.’

Then he would take off his belt and stimulate my brain. Father was a practical psychologist and believed that warming the glutei maximi with a strap drew excess blood away from a boy’s brain. While the theory may have been shaky, the results justified the method…

The images in this post are from Northern Spanking Institute’s epic space opera “Schoolgirls In Space”, which you should go watch immediately! Heinlein would have entirely approved of it!

Paul from Northern Spanking Institute just let me know that there was a set he knew I’d particularly enjoy freshly posted.

And not only do I love it, I know Mr Defeu will as well, as it involves the distractingly beautiful Amelia Jane Rutherford in spandex, a sight which could turn anyone into a spandex fetishist! (Although, since Mr Defeu is already one, the effects will probably more physical than psychological. Ahem.)

Also, in adorable futuristic schoolgirl uniforms are two of my personal favourite models, delectable Amy Hunter (who just makes my painful crush on her all the worse by her being into dinosaurs) and ravishing Leia-Ann Woods (10 out of 10 fruit bats want to ravish her, I have on very good authority!) and also Paul himself, in a sexy silver shirt. (For those of you who like to see attractive male tops!)

Here they all are:

Schoolgirls Amy & Leia-Ann are on the first passenger trip to the moon, when their visit to the flight deck causes rather a lot of havoc! In space, no one can hear you scream…

For those of you who have answer my survey saying you want to see fresh ideas brought to life by attractive models — well, here you go! If you like girls being a bit bratty to “earn” their spanking, this should really do it for you! And, this has both excellent acting, and also very good “reacting” to the spanking and caning (there is protest and noise during the indignity of the hand-spanking, but they take their stripes well during the caning).

I’m really busy with several jobs right now, and I did NOT have time to go watch spanking videos and then do a blog post reviewing them. But wow, did that brighten my day, and so I forgive Paul for distracting me. [coughs] However, I must make one complaint — I didn’t get a chance to be involved in this, and it must have been simply amazing to shoot! I hope there are plans for “Schoolgirls In Space Two — Electric Boogaloo,” and I hope they include me!