Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

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I had somehow forgotten about the impromptu photo shoot that Miss Maggie Mayhem and my Master and I did after shooting the intro for our Mayhem and Trouble video opening. Making the video had lead to us making out … and then, since spanking was very much on everyone’s mind (well, but when is it not?), it just drifted into play.

I don’t remember now what order it was in, but I think from the pictures that my Master first joined in for a scene (why would there be cane marks on my bottom in some of the shots, otherwise? It would also explain why all of our make-up has been smudged off!) and then, endorphins leaving us giggly and clingy, Maggie and I just couldn’t stop kissing, touching, and spanking each other. So my Master picked up the camera, and caught the end of our happy play. If you want the ultimate evidence of just how happy, just look at the expression on my face….

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Life being what it is, the minute my Master and got back to the place where we could have full-on hot scenes, life got too busy to play, or even to do blog entries! (Which is my way of apologizing for being MIA all last week….)

However, I am now sitting (uncomfortably) in the warm (stinging) glow of a post-playtime afternoon, with lots of stuff to tell you all, and at least a bit of time to do it. (If I haven’t done an hour of yoga by the time my Master returns home, well, I really don’t want to contemplate what the Evil Paddle would feel like on my bottom at this juncture – I may be a masochist, but I’m not stupid!)

Today was all about the cane. Sadly, I was not in the headspace that I’d been in all week, when my every thought (when it wasn’t about work, which was sadly all too often) was about how lovely it would be to be bent over the bed with the cane whistling down repeatedly upon my bottom….

Today, of course, I just couldn’t be eager and rarin’ to go. No. I had to be very low-energy and somewhat depressed and really more in the, “How ‘bout a nice snuggle?” sort of place. And it didn’t help that, after the post-breakfast’s fiddling-around-on-the-computers time, we had one of those stupid couple miscommunications. I sat back, realized the day was progressing more rapidly than I realized, and asked him, “So, what does our time schedule for today look like?”

He seems to have heard that as, “Can we play now, huh huh?!” when what I meant was, “Should I go have a bath and shave now because you might want to play later, or is there no time for that today?” He responded to what he heard by gesturing at something on which he was working on the computer, and said, “We’ll talk about that later.” But since what thought I had communicated was, “Shall we plan things out so that we can setting up play at an optimal time for you?” I felt really brushed off and like he couldn’t even bother to plan out the day with me, so I stomped off to my room, pouting and hurting. (I hadn’t been being disingenuous, by the way, but was trying to bring the topic up in such a way that if he needed to say, “No play today, sorry,” it was simpler and less emotionally fraught for him.)

About an hour or so later, he called out to me, “Girl, come here.” (I think he knew he’d somehow hurt my feelings, if not exactly the whys and wherefores of it, and this was sort of a dual-purpose thing where he both let me know that those hurt feelings could be put aside, because play-time was upon us, and he was at the same time saying I’d better put the hurt feelings aside, because he was ready to dominate me. (As it is hard to hold onto your sullen emotional pouting and be submissive at the same time!)

I worked hard at just letting go of the remaining pain from the miscommunication, but, as it was, I still wasn’t in a great space. And he was being very sweet and tender with me, which was probably the right thing, the best way to express that he had understood my hurt feelings and was ready to move on from them with me … but it is also something I find very confusing and hard to process. In my fantasies, CP or other ouchie things are seldom preceded by loving gentleness. It’s much more the rough and violent or cold and distant sort of thing. I do have the occasional fantasy about a “Daddy is sad he has to punish his little girl, but he has to do it for her own good” OTK spanking, although even then that tends to lead to Daddy making his girl suffer the discomfort and humiliation of anal penetration, also “for her own good” (there is something quite sexy about quiet forcefulness and gentle but relentless domination, a feeling that despite – or even more because of – understanding and compassion, your fate is inexorable.)

However, that occasional fantasy didn’t help me much at the time. If it had been something he wanted to role-play, that would have helped set it up for me … but he didn’t want to play at being other people, in other circumstances: just him and me, with me accepting pain and discipline from him.
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I don’t know how I missed when Adele posted this, but it’s just so perfect for right now! The other night my darling Miss Maggie Mayhem won a contest for being the best Bettie Page look-alike (I’m waiting for SkinTwo to publish the article before I put stuff up over here) so I think while I’m waiting I’m gonna go on a bit of a Bettie Page kick. And why not — this wonderful lady deserved every compliment and laud she ever got or will get!

Here she is being adorably clueless about how to dominate and spank another woman. Her sweet innocence is just one part of her many charms!

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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.
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In the past few weeks, I’ve had a huge increase in random internet traffic looking for “tiger sex” (or, alternately, “sex tiger”) and I have no idea why!

I do have some idea why they are landing here — that would be the “Zille punished with tiger sex…” entry I did a while ago. But why the sudden interest in sex with a large, striped feline?!

Well, if it’s the new fashion, I’d just like the above post to prove that I was sooooo there first!

Actually, this brings to mind an interview Miss Maggie Mayhem and I did with Miss Calico at IMsL. We discussed a number of filthy topics (and this was just “gals sitting down to have a chat,” mind you, there was no planned direction!) and the topic of animal penis dildos (and dragon dildos) came up — you know, like it does in most conversations! I’ll be posting that interview soon (“soon” being after I’ve processed all the still images, done the write-up for SkinTwo, and gotten the people at the jobby-job happy enough that I can take a day or two off for video-making!)

Anyway, I hope the people coming by my blog enjoy the tiger sex picture, but I sadly have no more to offer them! I hope they aren’t too disappointed!

So … for the rest of you who come by here looking for spankings and stuff, a question: have you ever fantasized about having sex with an animal? If so, which lucky beast has gotten your attention? (This isn’t just for zoophiliacs … I’m curious even if you just idly thought about once!)

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