Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

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Personal illness and family turbulence have kept me from updating this blog recently, but I’ve been missing it terribly. I think of posts I want to do, but then other things get in the way and I never get to post them.

But I simply had to take the time to share this! It’s a film I did with Pandora Blake & Thomas Cameron for Dreams of Spanking. When I saw it go up (thanks, Pandora my dear!) I watched it again, and whoooooo, it is pure hotness. And I say this despite the fact that I am in it, because I’m a harsher critic of myself than anyone else could possibly be! The description on the site summarizes it perfectly:

A hard-hitting tale about the culture clash between two free-spirited young flappers rebelling against authority by drinking, dancing and smoking. Emotionally edgy and physically intense, with violent belt whippings delivered in anger, shouting, struggling and crying, ending in the two young ladies thrashed side by side.

But the girls find a way to turn the tables on their repressive guardian, indulging in an extensive girl-on-girl comforting and petting scene and soothing each other’s red and welted bottoms.

So even the mere outline of the story is hot! But my memories add further sizzle…

This was our first shoot of the day. I was totally into the storyline, but when Uncle Thomas threw me onto the bed and brought his belt down on my un-warmed-up bottom, it suddenly took me into really intense headspace, really feeling my character’s emotions. Even with cameras and lights and the usual distractions of making a film, this was also just a really hot scene for me.

Not one reaction is played up for drama, here — indeed, considering how much I remember it hurting, I was amazed to find I didn’t screech like a banshee! I can promise viewers that these strappings are real, and were really a struggle to make it through! (Although, as you can see from the way I jumped on Pandora at the end of the video, that’s how I like it…!)

Another great thing is that one of the people shooting this was Mr Defeu! Whether he is on-camera with me, or behind the camera, shoots are just better when he is involved!

Thank you Pandora and Tom, for giving me this wonderful memory in film form! And to those watching it — I am so glad I can share it with you!

Well, it’s pretty clear how happy I am, as I snuggle into the delicious bosom of Pandora Blake after our shoot. She doesn’t seem too unhappy to have me there, either!

Of course, we were also both quite high on endorphins. For some reason….

I have such happy memories of that day. I can’t wait for the other video we shot to go live!

Read more about the shoot here

So, a new year, a new spanking video!

This one stars Pandora Blake and Thomas Cameron and me. And it was shot by Mr Defeu!

Zille Defeu sent us this fantasy before our first shoot with her. She wanted to play a stablehand unfairly punished over her jodhpurs, and came up with this scenario. The master of the house disciplines her with a riding crop for not performing her duties in a timely manner – and Zille is powerless to resist his amorous advances.

When Thomas’ wife walks in and sees him fondling one of the servants, Pandora assumes that Zille has seduced him. She demands that the slutty stablegirl be soundly whipped. Never mind that poor Zille has been thrashed once already! Pandora watches with relish as Zille is given a hard caning over her jodhpurs.

But the truth will out. When Zille finally speaks up for herself, she reveals that the reason she was lax with her duties was that she was running errands for Pandora – who it turns out is having an affair. Thomas decides that a comparable thrashing is only fair, and blackmails his wife into compliance. As Pandora bends over for the cane, Zille looks on with no small amount of satisfaction.

I am very VERY pleased with this video, and I recommend it to anyone who is either:

• A fan of Zille Defeu or Pandora Blake (Or Thomas Cameron!)
• Turned on by good acting in porn films
• Turned on by CP (riding crop and cane) over jodhpurs
• Turned on by manipulation roleplays
• Turned on by darker fantasies

(Actually, to be honest, I didn’t realize this was a “darker fantasy,” but it seems to be one of the “nastier” ones on the Dreams Of Spanking site! I’m afraid that if people use fantasies from my dirty mind, that’s just how it’s going to end up! Also, it has been called “1970′s porn-like.” Hrm. I’m afraid my fantasies also all generally run in that direction, too! Although the range is from “Victorian porn-like” to “Blushes Magazine porn-like”! It’s just how I roll!)

The gorgeous and talented Pandora Blake is getting achingly close to launching her Dreams of Spanking, which she promises will have “high-quality, beautiful spanking films, photo galleries and audio stories which please the senses and excite the imagination. Pandora dreams of hard spanking, traditional English punishment scenarios, severe caning, historical storylines, edgy fantasies, romance, drama, dominance and submission – and more.”

As you can see by the image, I have shot with her for the site (and hoping to shoot with her again, as often as possible!) so I can vouchsafe that Pandora will indeed be living up to the promise of the site, if not out-doing herself!
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So, I’m all alone in Mr Defeu’s and my secret hideaway in the UK, which was not in our original vacation plans, but after three days of solo vacationing, I can safely say I hope I get an extra week of alone-time on every vacation I ever take. When Mr Defeu and I go on holiday, there are always “so many people we want to do, and things we want to see” (as it were), that we don’t leave ourselves the time to really get in the “r-n-r” that was the idea of the holiday in the first place. So I’ve been reading, taking luxurious baths with the windows open letting in the long summer evenings, and just generally doing nothing at all for three days.

Of course, I am missing Mr Defeu terribly, no matter how much I enjoy this little taste of independence and indolence. He’s off for an urgent business thingie, but kindly makes time to call me every evening. (Which, after a day alone, I always discover I wanted and needed more than I knew.) Last night, he was a bit groggy from jet-lag, but gamely listening to my chatter. I was telling him how wonderful I was feeling (finally really recovering from a cold picked up at my sister’s wedding, and from trying to do too much in too few days ever since) and he suddenly said, “It’s the rabbits.”

“Um … what?” I asked, not sure what conversational turning I had just missed.

He explained that the rabbits we’d seen while driving around (myriad rabbits, all over the place) were coming in at night when I slept and … well, I’m not sure what the rabbits were supposed to be doing, because I interrupted him by laughing at a sudden flash of memory, which I of course then needed to explain to him.

Back when I was with A., we dated Tamsyn, and Tamsyn’s then-master. One night, a hot summer evening towards the end of the time before A. and I moved across the country, we were having a foursome evening. This evening just happened to involve good food, good wine, and some “killer bud” that may or may not have been inhaled by all, some, or none of us present.

Tamsyn’s master and she got out of their bulging play-bag a variety of implements, including some pieces of rabbit fur (which back then everyone had in their play-bags, for some reason. Nowadays people are much more likely to have something more useful like a Soft Tail Flogger). As I recall (although the memory is a bit soft-focus, for some reason) I was naked, and the bits of rabbit fur were rubbed all over me. In my intoxicated state, I found this really overwhelming, and began crying out that I was being attacked by rabbits – which only spurred the evil sadists to greater effort! (And they laughed at me!)

Anyway, I am sure that we all went on to an evening of further kinky debauchery, with undoubtedly some spanking or flogging, but it’s that moment of being surrounded by sadists with rabbit fur, laughing and tickling me, that really sticks in my mind and makes me smile.

I have lots of new stories of spanking and other naughtiness gotten up to with Pandora and Tom, and I can’t tell you anything, yet, about shooting with Northern Spanking Institute, or Lucy and Paul would have to punish me in a bad way, but for now, I just wanted to share that happy summer memory….