Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

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After the fact, now here’s some fiction:

(Screen capture from “School Dreams,” Starring Zille Defeu & Stephen Lewis, at Northern Spanking Institute.)

She lay sprawled across the hard surface of his desk, not-quite crying now, but still sniffling and gulping and really still not far from tears. Her hateful, ugly, “regulation knickers” bunched at the top of her thighs, having been casually — and callously — dragged there one handed, as if it was the most natural thing in the world for a man to tug down a grown girl’s underwear. And now those vile knickers just uselessly framed that part of her body that they were supposed to cover, conceal, protect — a part which was now reddened, blotched and marked.

It was always the combination that did it to her. The cane and the tawse. It never mattered much which order he used them on her, but the getting two together in one punishment always knocked the stuffing out of her. One or the other alone she could handle; they always hurt, and maybe he’d bring out the tears, but afterwards she still felt like (a rather subdued version of) herself.

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I have so much to write about last night’s punishment that instead of trying to do one of my epic posts and it taking so long that I don’t post anything for the next three weeks, I’m going to try the mad notion of breaking things up into more manageable posts – crazy talk, I know!

I have so many emotions that I’ll start off with something more simple and basic: facts and thoughts about the new type of ginger butt-plug I made.

It was not an unmitigated success, but it did have a huge successful point in that we were a lot less concerned that we were going to loose the fig inside me, never to see it again. (As happened on Kink.com a while ago!)

However, I am used to carving ginger plugs with one notched area to simulate a butt-plug – and didn’t think about the fact that this time the notched area, which is usually where the sphincter ani internus (internal anal sphincter muscle) grabs aholt of the notch in the ginger, to keep it from sucking on in, or spitting it out (And the fact that I never trusted it for the former, and it didn’t work so great for the latter is why we were trying new methods!), was used by the flange from the cut-down butt-plug, and so the big fail was that I did not make the notched area longer nor make a second notched area….

So my bottom spent the whole punishment happily trying to spit that mean old ginger root right out! (I am pretty sure that actually ginger causes the anus to spasm and expel the burning foreign object from your bottom. I get why it would try to do this, but it’s something that needs to be worked around, because figging is the best punishment in the world. More on that later.)
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Tomorrow Mr. Defeu 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!

From: New Scientist!

Spanking is stressful at first, but it could bring consenting couples closer together. That’s the implication of two studies of hormonal changes associated with sadomasochistic (S&M) activities including spanking, bondage and flogging.

Brad Sagarin at Northern Illinois University in DeKalb and colleagues measured levels of the stress hormone cortisol in 13 men and women at an S&M party in Arizona, before, during and after participating in activities. During S&M scenes, cortisol rose significantly in those receiving stimulation, but dropped back to normal within 40 minutes if the scene went well. There was no change in those inflicting the activity.

At an S&M event in Colorado, testosterone was measured in 45 men and women. It increased significantly in receiving women only. Donatella Marazziti of the University of Pisa, Italy, says the boost may help women cope with the aggressive nature of S&M activities, or that it could be another sign of stress. In both studies, couples who said the party went well also reported increases in relationship closeness (Archives of Sexual Behavior, DOI: 10.1007/s10508-008-9374-5).

It’s important to note that levels of both hormones dropped back down in couples who enjoyed the experience, Marazziti says. “When sexual intercourse is consensual it is not stressful – even if it is extreme sex.”

Heh — for me, I don’t think my stress levels go up when the spanking starts at all — I’m just too happy about it! Of course, if it’s actual punishment, that’s another matter … but the study didn’t go into such detail!

Maybe we should do our own study! We in the spankosphere could start S.P.A.N.K. (the Society of Professional and Notable Kinksters, perhaps, although I’m sure one of you could come up with some better words to fill that acronym, this was just off the top of my head!) and do scientific studies of all sorts of aspects of spanking and CP. We could have the S.P.A.N.K. Institute (classically I think these things are supposed to be in Switzerland, but my vote is for either the UK or somewhere tropical!) and we could call upon the world’s finest scientists (if you go with my theory that all scientists are perverts, then this makes it easy to assume they’ll all want to join us!) and then have spankers and spankees coming in for trials and studies.

Can’t you see it … white hallways with white-lab-coated spankologists walking looking at clipboards (or, better yet, Star Trek PADDs!), passing rooms, where looking in the windows on the doors, you can see girls bent over various white furniture items (a bed, a desk, a chair, even white and sterile medieval torture pieces) with wires hooked up to their heads and bodies, with scientists standing around taking notes as the spanker lines up another hit … or the “psychology” labs which have perfect sets (schoolroom, headmaster’s office, reformatory dormitory) where spankees and spankers interact while scientists monitor from one-way mirrors … there can be a sleep lab for seeing if people sleep better after a spanking … and a gymnasium for exercise-based CP studies … and I picture two dining areas: one where the spankees can whisper to each other about what the tests are like, and what might be happening to them next, and a lounge for the spankers and scientists to chat over meals about new tests and ideas for improving results….

I think I may have to visit this fantasy with some regularity!

(There always has to be anal play in any medical scenario, don’t you think?!)

Kink.com has done us gals an invaluable service. They are making a series of “How to give a blow job” videos.

Of course, they have also done a favour for anyone who likes looking at girls giving blowjobs. Especially girls as delicious as Bobbi Starr, upon whom I now have a tremendous crush…

I mean, hello? Phwoar!

Well, that’s just a perfect body, huh?

I looked for a view of her bottom getting caned, as I know you lot, and that’s what you want to see! (Never mind that’s also what I like to see it…!)

[See Bobbi Star get caned on Kink On Demand]