Showing posts with label Abi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abi. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Party training, Slave auction and Gabe Watson is back

An eternity collar prototype

Training for Adolph’s party:
The St Lucy’s girls who will be posing as Submissives, wearing eternity collars, vaginal hooks and pointe-shoes, have been concentrating on pointe and vaginal stamina for the last several weeks. At the last minute Adolph said the girls may be asked for dive-sex which was supposed to be off the table. All the girls agreed because being at the party has become a huge boost in status for them and they have had dive-sex training, but wearing an eternity collar might change a woman’s buoyancy and any weights on her FFM could need adjusting so we have been scrambling today to have all the girls including the two back-up girls, take test dives in an encounter pool to see if there were any buoyancy issues that needed resolving. It turned out that as far as the divemaster and I could tell everyone is good to dive wearing her infinity collar, but not with any significant size or amount of chain attached. So now all the girls SCUBA gear is packed. Adolph has promised to have a net stretched across The Well, as his training facility is called, at the 30 foot level so that no guest can go deeper which is a good safety measure and should prevent a diver in trouble from sinking to the bottom at 216 feet. Of course some bloody minded guest could get around and below the net if he wanted to. Adolph is furnishing all the tanks. I was really hoping that The Well would be locked and unused during he party. The best I can hope for now is that it will be hardly used at all, but even then it still means the entire training facility has to be staffed.

The Ballet training table: All the students taking ballet at St Lucy’s eat at the ballet training table. That’s because the intense workouts involved with ballet training require a proper diet to provide maximum strength, stamina and minimize the likelihood of leg cramps. And of course for the girls who will be ballet Submissives and en pointe for extended intervals on Valentines Day night a diet rich in electrolytes; calcium, magnesium, potassium or sodium is imperative since an imbalance in one or more electrolytes can contribute to leg cramps. Dehydration can also cause leg cramps so citrus juices are served at the table and everyone carries her own personal bottle of water.

As hard as I’ve pushed the girls in the past several weeks cramps have been a rarity and everyone’s feet are in amazing condition given the length of time I’ve had them en pointe. Calluses and nails are well trimmed and pads have been selected so that their almost used to being dropped on their toes when a lover thrusts lifts them off their platforms only to be dropping on their toes when he withdraws and this is repeated until he comes and is finished with her, until next time.

Kinky sex: The girls are all experienced in cunilingus and fellatio, but how they will take anal penetration, fisting, cervical battering and breathplay is uncertain although they have been exposed to those kinks in my AST course and seemed to cope well. Everyone of the women include me and Abi - Adolph’s hostess for the evening - will take 800 mg of ibuprofen an hour before the party so we will all be available for rough sex if a guest wants any one of us.

Although it’s against my nature I’m wearing a leather dog collar from Hermes (in their signature orange) and the requisite FemCap and pussy hook, Gaynor-Minden pointes and leash with which I can be led around and going as collared to Adolph for the evening, which will allow me free access to his entire complex so I can keep an eye on the students. The leather in my French collar does smell wonderful and it looks gorgeous around my long slim neck, but I’m just not the sort of girl to be content in a collared relationship.

The Slave Auction: At the beginning of the evening Adolph intends to auction off the Submissives to his guests in a ‘Slave Auction’, the proceeds from which will be donated to a local charity. It’s not clear if the full-figured escorts or the St Lucy’s students will be in greater demand, but after the initial auction once we have all been purchased guests can exchange ‘slaves’ between themselves as often as they like during the evening so a guest could take advantage of the delights of both body types, for an additional ‘exchange’ fee to the slave master’s charity. Adolph says it’s just going to be good fun, but I’ve been to his parties before and some professionals have been torn or unable to walk afterward. He assures me that won’t happen to the 18 y/os in pointe-shoes, but a man in an alcoholic rage can’t be reasoned with, so we shall see. I’m planning on drinking nothing stronger than diet coke so I will have a clear head if I have to fight.

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Murder on the Great Barrier Reef: Finally, what goes around comes around. Gabe Watson goes on trial in Alabama for killing his bride during a SCUBA dive by shutting of her air while diving on Australia's Great Barrier Reef during their honeymoon Read more here.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving!

Traditional Thanksgiving turkey

Thanksgiving 2011: For Thanksgiving day my guests will be 1) Cyndi & Chris, 2) Anya & Robin, 3) Shelly & Jeff, 4) Marie-Claude & Pirate, 5) Diané & Peter, 6) Adolph and Abi, 7) Cara and Tony (a friend of Anya’s), 8) Gigi and Jon (a gorgeous escort with amazing stamina and technique) 9) Aimée and Carl (her AST trainer), 10) Adèle, Aimée’s mom, and Tomas (her fave stallion from The Lorelei) and 11) Jacques & me.

Chefs from the casino have already set up to prepare the traditional turkey dinner and also barbecue in my commercial quality kitchen and the banquet table has been set with the heavy linen tablecloth, sterling, crystal and I’m using my Minton china this Year. The Pit, my 68 ft deep pool, as well as the three encounter pools will be available for guests wanting to enjoy dive-sex. And I have already reminded the women to wear their gas-guards since almost all the men love dive-sex. At these get-togethers there is a lot of partner swapping so the women end up with a lot of different male DNA left inside us.

Adolph has promised to be on his best behavior, which at times is none too good, but as a sociopath he can be incredibly charming even as he gets ready to cut his dive partner’s air hose so I’m hoping for the best. He is bringing a special and difficult to get ingredient for the gravy tomorrow which will be a treat for all concerned. It will be a day of sex and feasting and sex, and football on TV. The weather forecast is for a high of 67° F with a 10% chance of rain so it should be a great day for wearing latex body condoms if the men want to see us in them.

Happy Thanksgiving to all my readers!

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Adolph and the wood chipper

An unmodified Altec Whisper wood chipper

A Halloween fright:
The UNLV sorority’s Hex or Sex party over the Halloween weekend at Adolph’s estate in the Spring Mts was a huge success with nearly $20,000 raised for charity in the four days the girls worked the mansion. The university football team was well represented in the customer base and there was a sort of a challenge thing some of the guys had going as to which one could “get the most ass.” I’m sure they were using performance enhancers to be able to keep it up, but a few of them kept coming and cumming… It is amazing what competition between men for tight pussy can do to a man’s mind.

Adolph brought one of his wood chippers over and parked it in back of the mansion with the discharge shoot pointing away from the patio where everyone could see it. I thought it was new because it was a lot larger than the ones I’d seen him use at his place in the hills. Every one was wondering WTF since it sort of detracted from the otherwise elegant surroundings of the mansion and its livered staff which Adolph also paid for. For those of us who know Adolph well seeing a really massive chipper on the lawn in front of the patio did not bode well. He seemed to be angry with his ‘Lorelei in residence’, Abi, a gorgeous 25 y/o German and former ballet dancer who he had working as house Madam while dressed in a leather catsuit and a pair of Gepetto’s $3,500 ballet boots, ones with the single unit titanium shank and toe box and interchangeable titanium spike heels. I complimented her on her boots as they are like the pairs I have for social boot occasions when there is almost no possibility I would need armored boots or bladed heels.

His argument with Abi increased in intensity as the evening progressed and then as we all gathered on the patio for a final drink before the house closed Adolph started the chipper then suddenly came after Abi and threw in. She screamed as she was pulled into the spinning blades. There was a grinding noise chunks of flesh and blood sprayed from the discharge chute and several of the guests and sorority sisters fainted and others who saw her shredded screamed and threw up. I stood frozen in place horrified, not that he would do something like that - I knew he would - but that he would do it in front of all those witnesses. And I’m thinking what’s wrong with this picture? And about that time Adolph shut off chipper and Abi appeared from behind the huge machine smiling and waving and three more women fainted.

Fortunately we had collected everyone’s cells as they arrived so someone wouldn’t get a call and ruin an expensive intimate moment. That probably saved having a flood of calls to 911 reporting a murder. It turned out that Adolph had modified the chipper so that a person who appeared to be feed into the blades was discharged unhurt under and behind the machine while a fresh carcass of a doe was dropped into the blades from above to spray flesh and blood all over the back lawn. Not everyone appreciated Adolph’s macabre sense of humor. As I was catching my breath I realized what was wrong with the faux feed of Abi into the shredder. The titanium shanks and toe boxes of her ballet-boots would have probably broken the shear-pin on the blades or at the very least made a hell of a noise as they broke a blade or two. Seeing Abi come out from behind the machine safe and smiling was a huge aphrodisiac for a lot of the guests and a member of the football team took me aside and gave me the deep drilling I badly needed after that sort of shock. In a strong man’s arms was a wonderful way to end a scary Halloween party!

Monday, September 6, 2010

Tying up lose threads


Victoria’s Secret Model Doutzen Kroes Pregnant! Oops?


Plastic surgeon dies in car accident: In my entry for August 7, 2010 entitled Therapy with Mack the Knife I wrote about some of my therapy sessions under the knife with a reconstructive surgeon who liked to cut rubber suits off his female partners. He missed two therapy sessions with me so I called his psychiatrist (who I was assisting on his case) to find out where the patient was. The shrink had been on vacation in Europe for three weeks and apologized that no one on his staff knew that I was assisting so didn’t know to tell me that the patient had driven off the road and over a cliff and was killed several weeks ago. I guess that explains why he missed our appointments. In the few times we were together he must have cut at least $6,000 worth of Sailfish wetsuits off me. It was a form of foreplay for him and he was amazing in bed after he cut me out of a Sailfish. Sigh!

I still have three new Sailfish wetsuits that we never got to use. Three weren’t enough for a single afternoon of therapy so I was looking forward to him taking me shopping for sailfish again. It wasn’t as though we didn’t know what size I took. It was the thrill of him groping me in public as he ‘helped’ me into and out of the wonderfully tight German neoprene that we both enjoyed. The looks on the shop assistants faces were priceless as they watched us in the wall mirrors – and one was even filming our reflection in the mirrors with her smart phone - as he inserted two fingers inside me and nearly made me come while supposedly adjusting my crotch. And we did that for every suit and bought at least six each time we went shopping. I think their sales increased by 5% in the few weeks we shopped there. I’m expecting an attempt at blackmail from the girl with the phone-cam because while all the wetsuits were paid for with a corporate CC they were shipped to me so she knows my name and where I live. If she had known who he was the pics would have probably ended up in a tabloid, since I think they are probably too explicit for People Magazine.

Natasha’s eggs: In my entry for July 11, 2010 I mentioned the possibility of harvesting my Russian dancer’s eggs to pay off her gambling debts which I bought to get her to dance for me here in Vegas. I thought we had moved closer to making that happen by having her DNA tested for suitability. No problem I thought since she is a gorgeous woman. How wrong I was! It has taken weeks to have her DNA tested for mutant genes that cause breast cancer, autism, MS and a long list of genetic defects that can, but not always do, appear in carriers. Sadly Natasha’s eggs are not of harvesting quality. Actually, if I were her, I would have my tubes blocked to make certain I had no children. So at this point I’m looking for other ways to make my money back with her. She is still a powerful draw on stage as her erotic classical ballet performances are hugely popular with the high rollers especially the Asians - who fantasize about having gorgeous round eyed Russian ballet dancers as mistresses - go wild at the tables just to get a seat in the auditorium. Perhaps that’s enough. At the current rate I will have my money back in about four months anyway. I was just hoping to speed things up a bit.

Ginny and rubber lust: The 19 y/o Who came out for the St Lucy’s Ballet SI (in June and early July) and who developed rubber lust and stayed the rest of the summer has returned to college on the east coast. I was amazed that her father was as accommodating with her desires as he was, but that made things easier for me. Returning readers will remember I found her a gig as Adolph’s Pool Assistant and latex arm-candy while Abi was recovering from a YI – see my post for July 10, 2010 – and God knows that broadened Ginny’s sexual experiences and her circle of rubber fetish friends immensely! She wanted to stay and transfer to UNLV, but Abi has fully recovered and is back as Adolph’s number one girl and Ginny’s father wanted her back in school on the east coast so she left last week.

As a going-away present she was cluster-fucked by Adolph and four of his closest German friends. It took them three hours to finish with her and I don’t think she could have enjoyed anything more! It will be an encounter she will remember fondly all her life! Actually she finished them. The men were exhausted and even with performance enhancing chemicals they couldn’t mount her any more. She told me later that she was determined to out last her lovers and she did! She could hardly walk the next day and is on 800 mg of ibuprofen every six hours for the next few days until her muscles stop cramping. I upgraded her ticket to first class and she wore a pad since she will be draining German sperm for days. She has amazing pelvic stamina for a 19 y/o and wants to come back next summer. All her lovers had been screened and were free of STIs and fortunately at my insistence she had a GyneFix implanted so she should be quite safe. If she still wants to work in Vegas next summer I’m sure I can find her something she will like and be good at.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Pussy whipped by latex vixens



Pussy Whipped

Discipline and humiliation: Anya, Beth and I have been holding a discipline short course at Adolph’s. Abi is still recovering from a severe yeast infection and her stand-in, Ginny, while lovely, is still a student and has no experience other than being TP-Arm-candy. Adolph had a German industrialist friend, whose company makes pharmaceuticals, as his guest for a few days when he came to Vegas for a convention. Since the gorgeous blue-eyed, blond Aryan is rich and single women throw themselves at him even though he is known as an international swordsman. So Adolph wanted to make sure he had a true Las Vegas experience that he wouldn’t forget; meaning pleasure of course, not the ever present danger of injury or STIs which when playing hard in Vegas is always a possibility.

What few know however is that the Aryan has a discipline fetish that is kinked toward whips and restraints. He first experienced that sort of humiliation as a child at a German boarding school for troublesome boys and over the years found that he developed a taste for it. As an adult his needs have changed little except that his discipline and humiliation sessions must be at the hands of gorgeous rubber encased vixens. So Adolph asked for my help to provide his guest a memorable experience including both sexual intercourse (“He needs his brains fucked out.” is the way Adolph phrased it) and discipline. I insisted that the guest (who is in his 40s) have a complete physical exam first as the sort of discipline he was said to enjoy is very strenuous and I didn’t want to try to explain his injury or death to his parents or board of directors.

The girls and I had dinner at Adolph’s with our German trainee the evening before his discipline started and after dinner we showed him the whips, riding crops for close-in work, we would use and how to get into the leather helmet, lash-cape, ball-gag and armored genital cup. He was not pleased to find he would be wearing a cup but for my discipline sessions it’s mandatory. That’s so that if a stroke goes astray we wouldn’t accidentally sterilize or possibly castrate him. Anya and I are very good at placing the whip’s stinger exactly where we intend, but there is always a first time so genital protection is standard in our D&H training courses. A lash-cape is optional if the client doesn’t mind having his back and buttocks shredded, but since the guest was expected to chair meetings of his companies in Europe in the next few days a cape was necessary. Wearing the cape provides similar protection from a whip as being beaten with a section of rubber hose in that the skin is badly bruised but no bones or skin is broken so he can wear an opaque shirt and won’t bleed through, if he is on enough analgesics to be able to stand the pain.

The lesson: The next morning while Anya, Beth, Abi, Ginny and I had a full breakfast Adolph and Hans (our trainee) had toast and grapefruit juice. Then the girls took a ballet class in Adolph’s small studio while Adolph and Hans watched. The men were particular interested in our use of repeated splits and how our Penetrator plugs fit when we were in 180° splits and développés. After our class I asked Hans if he would rather have sex before or after his whipping and he said before. It was a wise choice as he could use the pleasure he just had to deflect his mind from the pain as his back is being severely bruised by the lashes. We had talked about the use of chemical enhancers during supper the previous evening and Hans wanted no part of taking Viagra or Cialis. From a man’s standpoint I think that’s understandable, because using a performance enhancer could be interpreted as not being confident in his masculinity.

Viagra absorption: However, my experience has been that what I do to a man while he is inside me to mitigate the beating I’m going to give him immediately afterward requires him to have taken an enhancer to help him get through the sexual encounter. So I had arranged for Hans to have a 50 mg Viagra tablet crushed to powder and stirred into his glass of ice-cold grapefruit juice and it went down undetected. Grapefruit juice has the effect of increasing the absorption of Viagra by about 23% and delaying the onset of effectiveness from an hour to an hour and a half so with the grapefruit juice he had the equivalent of 75 mg of Viagra. I didn’t want him on a higher dose as that is more likely to cause side effects like temporary blindness or deafness. By the time the men had watched our ballet class and then watched Beth help Anya and me dress in our black latex body condoms, hood, gloves, and latex ballet boots. About two hours had passed so that Hans was primed with the Sildenafil citrate well metabolized in his body.

Hans wanted to see, feel and watch Anya and I insert the fabled gas guards that Adolph had been telling him about so we opened our crotch zippers and I let him hold (in a latex gloved hand) the Reflexions latex diaphragm I use as a deep-dive gas guard and stretch the dome with his fingers so he would know what he was feeling with his glans if he managed to thrust deeply into the dome. After the show-and-tell Anya and I inserted our GGs and I let Hans (still gloved) insert two fingers inside me to feel that the dome was covering my cervix and the anterior rim was in my pubic notch.

Penetration: Then he took me bareback and he was a surprisingly gentle lover. We started out in missionary and after I guided him inside me I let him do most of the work knowing that at the end I would have to get him off almost by myself. He was large enough that he could reach my cervix just kissing its tip with his through the latex membrane of my gas guard as he thrust as deep inside me as he could get. He was wonderfully thick so that even with my vaginal muscles relaxed I was seriously tight and when he gave me a nearly heart-stopping G-spot orgasm my vaginal contractions took him with me into ecstasy.

While he recycled quickly he sucked at my nipples. I hadn’t pumped my breasts because I knew he would have a chance to nurse and I wanted to surprise him with a full milk supply. He was ecstatic saying he loved fresh breast milk and that it was almost impossible to find because there were so few courtesans who could provide it. We had another four encounters with his long confident strokes as he took us both to orgasm after orgasm. Then as he was tiring we exchanged places and I sat astride his hips and ripple-gripped him for his last three orgasms. He was moaning and dripping sweat, but his shaft was still as hard as iron. However, his breathing was becoming labored and after the third ripple-grip orgasm I could feel a different texture and a metallic scent in the fluid that was draining out of me. I looked down to find one of us was bleeding.

I climbed off him and cleaned him up with some baby wipes and Kegeled his semen out of me several times and found he was the one who was bleeding with the blood coming from his urethra. I had had that happen before where my partner was under such a strain from a continuous interval of sexual activity with a series of intense orgasms that capillaries burst and there was blood mixed with his semen. It’s nothing serious that rest and a course of antibiotics won’t cure but for a guy to be peeing blood can be a bit frightening. He was cool with it and I had given him 800 mg of Ibuprofen to buffer his whipping so he didn’t even feel the burning when he peed.

The lashing: His whipping was almost anticlimactic. We got him into his leather hood, genital cup and lash-cape and fitted the ball-gag into his mouth and tightened the harness to prevent him expelling it. The ball-gag was as much for his protection - to prevent him biting off his tongue or through his cheeks while he was being whipped - as it was to muffle his screams. His wrists were zip-tied (over leather gloves) to the barre in Adolph’s ballet studio where he faced the mirrors so he could watch us whipping him. Anya and I took turns wielding the crop while Ginny and Adolph watched. Ginny may have a taste for lashing men as she didn’t seem at all squeamish. I’ll have to ask her about that. Perhaps it’s something she would like to be trained to do. We gave him 100 lashes and he took them extremely well going to his knees only as the 93rd stroke landed on his back. Afterward we cut him loose and Anya, Ginny, Adolph and I helped him out of his equipment and I went into the shower with him to make sure he didn’t collapse. Then we put him to bed. He slept for an entire day waking extremely sore but smiling. He was no longer peeing blood and Adolph had his doctor check him thoroughly and determine that he was fit to travel before letting Adolph take him to McCarran to board his Learjet for the trip home.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Rubber Lust and gas guards



The Reflexions deep-dive latex gas guard

Our Ballet SI and Ginny’s new gig: I had hoped it wouldn’t happen, but one of our SI students has come down with case of rubber lust. Rubber Lust is the name given to a strong psychological attachment to latex, especially fetishwear, and my psychiatrist says it occurs primarily in men. Only 3% of the cases are women and they seem to be more profoundly affected than men.

The SI ended Friday (07/09/2010) with most of the students going home, but Ginny, the 19 y/o student with rubber lust, will be staying in town for a week or so and she said she intended to hit as many of the latex fetish clubs as possible. Her uncle is her closest relative and he has given permission for her to stay on. At 19 she is legal as far as consent is concerned and has her own money so she’s (at least theoretically) on her own. Having introduced her to Reflexions latex diaphragms used as gas guards during deep dive sex at SI training I felt a certain responsibility for her safety. I’ve found a place she can stay where my friends can keep her entertained and not roaming around town unescorted where she could be grabbed.

Abi, Adolph’s Pool-Assistant and latex arm-candy is unable to be sexually active for the next week or so while she is being treated for a major vaginal yeast infection caused by the change in ph when Adolph filled her vagina with chocolate syrup and sucked it out of her during a Hershey’s cunnilingus encounter. He is in need of a temp to replace Abi and Ginny seemed an ideal choice because she isn’t afraid to try anything. She was a good student at the SI and her rubber lust and gamy latex gas guard made her an excellent candidate for Adolph’s vacancy. They should get along well since he is deep into rubber lust and is a connoisseur of ripe latex gas guards. Ginny should be safe enough since I know where she is and who she is with and Adolph has agreed to treat her ‘gently’. With Adolph ‘gently’ covers a range of intensities, but I think she will be far safer and learn a lot more about the fetish community and it’s appetites from staying a week with Adolph than roaming alone around Vegas where I don’t think she would last a day before someone took her.

Rubber Lust as a disorder: The most benign occurrences of rubber lust in women are typically manifested by a strong attachment to their rubber contraceptive diaphragms or cervical caps. We are seeing a major and sustained increase in cases of female rubber lust which I think is because of the growing importance of dive-sex in recreational opportunities for young singles and the need for effective protection from infection and embolisms during underwater penetration. The fact that continuous wearing of a gag guard is becoming the most popular wearing regimen has just magnified the increase. With continuous wearing – which is what I do with my Oves - a woman is far less likely to be caught unprepared so she can immediately take advantage of any opportunity and underwater sex can be far more spontaneous.

I am among the women with an advanced case of rubber lust, but it hasn’t reached the point of being a disorder for me. For it to be a disorder that would mean it impairs my functioning in the business world and in my social life. Actually, I see my rubber lust as enhancing my desirability in the fetish community and in certain key business circles. Returning readers will remember my love for wearing latex and my finding that the Reflexions latex diaphragm with its flat spring rim is effective as a gas guard down to at least 130 feet. Since then Adolph and I have tested Reflexions seven times at a depth of two hundred and five feet, just off the bottom of his training facility, and the rim doesn’t distort or leak which I’m very pleased about. I was confident that if it worked well at 130 feet it would still be effective at 200 feet, but it’s always good to have assumptions confirmed. That took a bit of preparation with spare sets of twin 130 HP tanks on the bottom for breathing Trimix19/30 and 100% oxygen pre-positioned for the last deco stop on our ascent. I don’t think many women will be trying dive-sex at 130 feet much less 200, because there are so few heated training facilities that deep and the low temperature of open water at those depths has the effect of decreasing a male partner’s ability to perform. Still I’m pleased that I can offer women training at Adolph’s facility an effective way to protect their upper reproductive tracts during a deep-dive-sex encounter.

Latex Vs silicone Gas Guards: Another nice thing about Reflexions is that is made of natural rubber latex. Although that means it can be harmed by oily meds and lubricants, will discolor more quickly and won’t last as long as a silicone gas guard (one year vs. two) it is the only flat spring rim diaphragm made and a flat spring is the only style that is safe to use at water depths below 33 feet, or 10 meters. The good thing about a latex gas guard is that the dome is stretchier than silicone and latex has much better heat transfer characteristics so it’s a more springy natural feeling when a partner thrusts into the dome. And very experienced male partners prefer latex gas guards for those reasons as well.

Rubber lust and ripe latex gas guards: Another characteristic of latex gas guards is that they are far more likely to develop a strong musky latex odor after being worn continuously for a day or two. For women interested only in the contraceptive effectiveness of a diaphragm an odor can be a major distraction. The odor can be gotten rid of by soaking the D in a 50/50 vinegar/water solution for 20 minutes and reoccurrences minimized by applying a few drops of liquid chlorophyll in the dome before insertion. The odor develops because the latex is porous to a slight degree and acidic vaginal fluids penetrate the surface and interact with the rubber strengthening the natural musk of the vagina and the scent of latex.

The musky latex scent of a ripe natural rubber gas guard is highly prized by any male in rubber lust. It’s rather like the bouquet of Roquefort cheese to a epicure. For women in rubber lust relationships they will switch from a clean Reflexions to one already pre-ripened with a strong musky/latex scent when they are to meet their rubber lust partners. The scent and discoloration of the latex dome has no effect on the safety and effectiveness of the barrier.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Fathers Day in Vegas


Lace wrapped Fathers Day gift

Doing Anya’s Dad: For Father’s Day I’m fucking Anya’s father, or is it that he’s fucking me? Readers who were with me when I was blogging on Yahoo 360 remember that Anya’s dad is a diamond merchant headquartered in NYC and that he and his wife have an open marriage where he keeps a mistress who is on his payroll as a personal assistant so she is available when he needs intimate support. However, her dad has always had a thing for me and since they are here for two weeks over Father’s Day his wife thought he would enjoy me as an Fathers Day gift. His wife has her own stable of lovers and neither of Anya’s parents would consider divorce so sexually gifting each other has become something of a hobby. Though Anya says I’m quite special since her dad lusts after me unbelievably and has been fantasizing about having dive-sex with me again.

Her mom suggested I have him use a cock ring and Cialis since taking me underwater might be a distraction for him. I think that would be ego bruising for him if I were to suggest that w/o him having trouble performing with me so I intend to have him penetrate me naturally as he has in the past. I didn’t tell her – and I don’t think she knows - that we had already been intimate more than a year ago at the bottom of a 20 ft deep training pool and he performed very well for a 56 y/o man w/o any performance enhancing equipment or chemicals. I think that was because he is extremely active sexually so he stays in shape. I hope things haven’t changed. His shaft is wonderfully thick and long enough to have his tip kiss my cervix when he takes me from behind so he is a really fun fuck. He’s actually a pretty good diver as well as a lover so I’m rather looking forward to our encounter. Anya and her mom are going shopping and doing the shows while we are in the pool and bed. After the show Anya’s stallion, Robin, and Pirate for her mom are meeting them at their pool bungalow for sex, dinner and a sleepover while her dad and I sleep at my place tonight.

The Barbie plug: Unlike a ‘Barbie Barrier’, a Semina diaphragm, a Barbie plug is a student’s Penetrator Plug with the anti-expulsion ridge and perineal removal ring. The students in our first SI several years ago named it for Barbie because when it is inserted all the wearer’s genitalia are concealed so her pelvis appears smooth like Barbie’s. We use it during the SI to get students used to the feel of working at the barre, center and en pointe while penetrated. Generally, after an adjustment interval, you can’t feel an inserted diaphragm, cervical cap or menstrual cup but a Penetrator fits snugly against the ring of nerves just inside the entrance to the vagina and over the labia and clitoris so dancing while plugged can be distracting at first and take some getting used to.

The Summer Intensive and Gardasil: A reader asked if we recommend the HPV vaccine Gardasil for SI students. The answer is yes. All our SI students have completed their three shot regimen of the HPV vaccine before coming to the SI. We see that as necessary because HPV is so easily transmitted and women with multiple partners are at a higher risk.

Rebreather Mistress: Abi, the German girl who is Adolph’s new Pool-Assistant [see my post for June 8, 2010] has also morphed into his latex encasement and rebreather mistress. He takes her everywhere with him showing off her lovely body sheathed in a skin tight latex membrane. Her encasement suits are usually black, but she has a rainbow of colors which she wears depending on what pleases Adolph at the time. For breath play as well as when they go shopping she wears an Ocean Reef Space Predator – the one with the gold colored regulator – and a 25 cuft air bottle for one ATA play. When they go to a restaurant she is allowed to take off her FFM to eat. Even in Vegas she stops traffic when she’s with him. In the desert in the summer wearing a latex encasement suit can be extremely dehydrating so when she is out and about on Adolph’s arm she has a thermal hydration bottle with her with a sports drink to replenish her electrolytes lost through sweat. Fortunately Abi has amazing stamina because even with A/C in cars, casinos, show venues and restaurants being an encasement and rebreather mistress can be exhausting, and that’s just while on display and before any sex.

The Maître D's in the better restaurants know Adolph. Even so, at first they were a bit concerned about seating him at his usual table with a mistress clad in full rubber fetish regalia. Their concern quickly turned to delight when they found that his presence with a mistress clad in skin tight latex was a gift to the bottom line as it increases the number of diners in the restaurant while he is there. At first apparently a rubber fetishist on a restaurant’s staff tweeted that Adolph was dining there with his rubber doll. Now it’s common practice for someone, it’s not Adolph, like me he doesn’t tweet or do Facebook, to tweet when he has a restaurant reservation. And, he is just vain enough to love the attention being seen with latex clad arm candy as long as he doesn’t have to get involved with interviews etc. No one else out here has the arrogance and nerve – or has a latex mistress who is skilled and beautiful enough - to be able to pull off dining in public with a fully encased rubber-chick so that both of them look confident and comfortable doing it.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Big Pharma and female desire


Flibanserin – Female Viagra?

The New York Times
June 16, 2010
By DUFF WILSON

Push to Market Pill Stirs Debate on Sexual Desire

Ever since Viagra met blockbuster success in 1998, the drug industry has sought a similar pill for women.

Now, a German drug giant says it has stumbled upon such a pill and is trying to persuade the Food and Drug Administration that its drug can help restore a depressed female sex drive. The effort has set off a debate over what constitutes a normal range of sexual desire among women, with critics saying the company is trying to turn a low libido into a medical pathology.

On Wednesday, an F.D.A. staff report recommended against approving the drug, saying the maker, Boehringer Ingelheim, had not made its case and that the benefits of the daily pill did not outweigh its side effects, which included dizziness, nausea and fatigue.

That staff report came ahead of a meeting Friday by an F.D.A. advisory panel of experts who are to vote on whether to recommend that the agency approve the pill, which would be the first drug aimed specifically at a low sex drive in premenopausal women.

F.D.A. staff reports carry weight but do not always sway how advisory panels vote, and advisory votes do not always predict what the F.D.A. might finally decide.

Some analysts forecast that if the drug does reach the market, it could have annual sales in this country of $2 billion — or about equal to the current combined annual American sales of the men’s drugs Viagra, Levitra and Cialis.

In the last month, Boehringer has been trying to lay the consumer groundwork with a promotional campaign about women’s low libido, including a Web site, a Twitter feed, a Discovery Channel documentary and a publicity tour by Lisa Rinna, a soap opera star and former Playboy model, who describes herself as someone who has suffered from a disorder that Boehringer refers to as a form of “female sexual dysfunction.”

There is no dispute that some women have a depressed level of sexual desire that causes them anguish. Boehringer cites a condition — hypoactive sexual desire disorder — that is included in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, a reference book for psychiatrists and insurers.

But many experts say that unlike sexual dysfunction in men — which has an obvious physical component — sexual problems in women are much harder to diagnose. And among doctors and researchers, there is serious medical debate over whether female sexual problems are treatable with drugs. Some doctors advocate psychotherapy or counseling, while others have prescribed hormonal drugs approved for other uses.

There is also debate over how widespread hypoactive sexual desire disorder actually is among women. The medical literature, including articles in the prestigious New England Journal of Medicine, indicate numbers above 10 percent, but such studies have been financed by drug companies.

Critics say Boehringer’s market campaign exaggerates the prevalence of the condition and could create anxiety among women, making them think they have a condition that requires medical treatment.

“This is really a classic case of disease branding,” said Dr. Adriane Fugh-Berman, an associate professor at Georgetown University’s medical school who researches drug marketing and has studied the campaign. “The messages are aimed at medicalizing normal conditions, and also preying on the insecurity of both the clinician and the patient.”

Boehringer developed the drug, Flibanserin, as an antidepressant, but it failed to lift depression. The company says it learned serendipitously that the pill, taken daily for weeks, could restore female libido.

Dr. Peter J. Piliero, Boehringer’s director of medical affairs in the United States, says the lack of libido to the point of distress is a serious problem for some women.

“This is a real disease,” Dr. Piliero said in an interview. “There’s an unmet medical need among premenopausal women to have a treatment.”

Boehringer says the drug reduces the brain chemical serotonin, which can blunt sexual desire, and increases dopamine and norepinephrine, which improve desire, the company said. By acting on a woman’s brain, it takes a different approach from hormonal drugs or the action of Viagra for men, which increases blood flow.

Boehringer’s application for F.D.A. approval said that its two key 24-month studies, of 1,323 premenopausal women who said they suffered distress over lack of libido, had found small but statistically significant improvements. The women lived in the United States or Canada, were mostly married, well-educated and found to have the sexual desire disorder but were otherwise healthy.

In results reported last fall at a medical conference in Europe, the drug was found to increase self-reported “sexually satisfying events” to 4.5 a month on average. The reported events, which did not have to include orgasm, compared with 3.7 a month by women taking a placebo and 2.7 by those who did not take any pills.

The F.D.A. staff report on Wednesday, though, said that Boehringer’s data had not sufficiently demonstrated a second criterion the agency had set for approving such a drug — specifically, that women also report an increased level of sexual desire. The F.D.A. required daily self-reporting by the women in the studies; Boehringer said it had provided monthly reports.

Lara Crissey, a spokeswoman for Boehringer, declined to comment on the F.D.A. staff report.

Other drug companies that have sought a drug to elevate women’s sexual desire have included Pfizer, which spent several years trying to show that its drug Viagra could work for women as well as men. When Pfizer ended that research in 2004, it said in a news release that female sexual disorders resulted “from a broad range of medical and psychological conditions.”

Procter & Gamble sought F.D.A. approval for a skin patch to raise the testosterone levels of women who had had their uterus and ovaries removed, but it was rejected in 2004 because of possible links to breast cancer and cardiovascular disease. In 2006, though, European regulators, saying the testosterone patch appeared safe at low doses, approved that drug to treat depressed sexual desire in women whose uterus and ovaries had been surgically removed.

BioSante Pharmaceuticals, a company in Illinois, is in late-stage testing of another testosterone patch product which it hopes to submit to the F.D.A. next year. And Vivus, a drug development company, is testing a testosterone-based daily abdominal spray for women which it says has proved effective in early trials. And other research is focusing on the antidepressant buproprion, better known as Wellbutrin or Zyban.

Dr. Steven E. Nissen, a Cleveland Clinic cardiologist and a member of the 2004 F.D.A. panel that unanimously rejected the testosterone patch, said that the depressed desire disorder was a real medical condition, especially for middle-age or older women, with both physiological and psychological causes.

“I got a lot of hate mail after that vote,” Dr. Nissen recalled. “People wrote me and said, ‘You men have your Viagra, why are you denying us this?’ I said hey, I’m just trying to do the right thing. It needs to be scientifically sound.”

Dr. Nissen said he had not studied the Boehringer drug.

Leonore Tiefer, a psychologist and professor at New York University who has researched the topic of female sexual desire for more than a decade and plans to testify to the F.D.A. panel on Friday, said Boehringer had gone too far with its publicity effort.

“Women’s sex lives are often a struggle, a disappointment, an archipelago of regret,” she said. “Is there a small group of women who could benefit from medical intervention — probably.”

But she said that if the drug were approved, she worried that “the much larger group of women without any medical reason for their sexual distress will inevitably be misinformed and misled into thinking that there is a pill that can get them the sex life they read about, the one they think everyone else is having.”

Boehringer has also sponsored medical education classes for doctors and nurses about hypoactive sexual desire disorder.

In one course, released online in May, a quiz asked doctors to diagnose the condition of a 42-year-old working mother who takes care of three children and her own sick mother, and who had no desire for sex. (Her husband is mentioned only in passing.)

The correct answer? Schedule a follow-up visit to evaluate whether she has diagnosable hypoactive sexual desire disorder.

Personal comment: I can attest to the libido enhancing effect of dopamine, which I take to reduce my milk output to prevent my breasts increasing - from all the nipple stimulation from being frequent milked - to more than a 32B cup. We have been using Boehringer Ingelheim’s Flibanserin in our escort training classes. We got it through Adolph’s German connections and have established a clinical trial protocol so it’s legal to use it for ‘desire enhancement’ with our escort trainees. We don’t use it to treat hypoactive sexual desire disorder (HSDD), all of our escort candidates have very healthy libidos, we use it to enhance their libidos further to offset anxiety about some of the more adventuresome sexual encounters they are involved in during training and it works wonderfully well for that.

Adolph is having Abigail (Abi) his new Pool-Assistant take it so she will show a bit more enthusiasm as a submissive (she's primarily Domme and isn’t really submissive in any real sense) for her encounters with him rather than trying to dominate him. He enjoyed the encounters with Elke where he was able to subdue and dominate her, but apparently Abi has an even stronger will (she is Prussian) and he needs an edge. Otherwise, he says, he is afraid he will kill her during a sexual encounter while trying to bend her to his will. It can take a few weeks for the drug to take effect – she has been on it for three weeks and there is another week to go before meaningful effects can be seen. Patience is not one of Adolph’s virtues and his temper when with her is getting worse by the day. Abi thinks its fun and is enjoying tormenting him.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Death in a drysuit


Abi at Lake Tahoe before diving

Discipline training: Yet another fatality that could have been prevented! A pregnant teen bled to death in her drysuit when she miscarried and hemorrhaged during a dive with Abi at Adolph’s Lake Tahoe estate. She had been enrolled in Adolph’s erotic discipline class for two weeks and Abi suspected she was at least six weeks preggers (from the level of hCG) when she let her dive. Because she was tested for pregnancy electronically every morning before breakfast the teen never saw the results of her tests and because she was on Seasonique in the middle of her extended (eighty-four day) cycle there was no reason for her to think she was preggers, like if she had missed her period or had irregular bleeding or if she had been nauseated which is very common during early pregnancy. Abi said she was taking a chance the pressure wouldn’t cause the nineteen y/o any problems because her sponsor had paid for her training and that time slot was the only opportunity she would have for months because she was booked for modeling projects.

It happened while Abi had her on a field trip at Tahoe doing pogo squeeze dives. That’s where a student wears one of the schools GNT drysuits and releases air from her suit until the water pressure squeezes the rubber restricting her ability to breathe. The release of air reduces the suit buoyancy and accelerates the diver’s descent to the lake bed which was at about 80 feet where they were diving. The instructor accompanies the student down during the first descent and stays on the button during the students remaining cycles Once on the bottom the student re-inflates her suit and, rises to 20 feet, then deflates her suit repeating the cycle again. She was required to complete four cycles, each cycle taking about seven minutes with a minute or two on the bottom before starting her ascent. Any one of those depth swings and suit compression cycles could have easily triggered the teens miscarriage. Our clinic Gyns agree there couldn’t have been a diving exercise more likely to cause a miscarriage and that’s what I think Abi was instructed to do.

That the student had to take the course now doesn’t explain why she was taken diving in Lake Tahoe. They could just as easily have worn drysuits in Adolph’s training facility. He has student dive gear at both locations. Tahoe is a high mountain lake with an average surface elevation (above sea level) of 6,225 feet while Las Vegas is about 2,030 above sea level and the water in Tahoe is snow melt so with the altitude the water is very cold. It doesn’t warm up much by September so it is still ice cold in early June. The additional 4,000 feet of elevation made diving in Tahoe even more dangerous because atmospheric pressure at 6200 feet drops to about 12 psi +/- (depending on temperature etc) rather than the 14.7 psi at sea level so a series of 80 foot dives in Tahoe is a good bit more strenuous than when done in Adolph’s training facility in Vegas, especially for a pregnant diver.

Abi said the student didn’t show any signs of distress. She just moved slower and slower as she became weaker as she lost blood. We think she didn’t notice the blood filling the boots of her suit because she was wearing an adult diaper to collect her urine that is always squeezed out on long deep dives and the diaper absorbed a lot of the blood until near the end of the last dive to the bottom she became unconscious and it was at that point that Abi was alerted that something was wrong and worked to get her to the surface and to the marina where there was an EMT station. But by then it was much too late.

Men in Ballet boots: I think ballet boots are primarily female disciplinary footwear. However, there are some of us who enjoy wearing them for the feeling of power and knowing that we look stunning in them. That’s obvious from the looks of envy we get from other women and pickup lines we hear from men as we stride confidently in pointe boots over almost any surface. But you have to have the figure – long shapely legs and tight, high, hard buns - and the ability to walk in them correctly (no mincing wobbling steps) or you come off looking like an neophyte BDSM Sub rather than a Domme or at the very least someone who knows what she is doing while wearing ballet boots.

With men in ballet boots it’s an entirely different matter. There are so few of them that expectations are low. Men are not judged by if they can walk in ballet boots well, they get raves if they can do it at all, which often seems all that matters especially if the persons commenting have never worn BBs themselves. My point in mentioning this is that Adolph wears ballet boots and he has been doing it long enough – he started in Germany when he was in his early teens while he was in ballet school – and often enough and he has a German work ethic that makes him a perfectionist so he is quite good at it, for a man. With his trim figure and lovely strong manly legs in tights and ballet boots he is extremely attractive to women even the ones – me included - who know how cruel he can be. We all seem to be able to delude ourselves that “yes he is brutal with this woman or that teen, but “I know he respects me and will be a gentle lover”. We just see his strength and his beautiful body with his package expertly presented in a pair of custom tights that fit him like a coat of paint and we all go weak in the knees as he strides by in a pair of Gepetto’s custom made Pleasure boots. Of course with me I know I will be relatively safe as I have contacts and I can perform functions that he needs. Well, I think that’s the case. And being that close to a dangerous man is such a huge adrenaline rush. I love not quite knowing for certain if I will survive a sexual encounter with him.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Abi, discipline training and asphyxia


Discipline training in vintage SCUBA

Adolph hires a new Pool-Assistant: Ellen, the Brit-chick who was Adolph’s previous PA never returned. [For more about her sudden departure see my entry for May 7, 2010] The new PA is who I thought he would choose. It’s Abigail (Abi) the gorgeous 24 y/o German with auburn hair. She is an expert swimmer/diver who he hired to teach an underwater bondage course at Splash. Her method of teaching divers results in an amazingly high accident rate, which is something that Adolph appreciates as he is continuously pushing the envelope as far as dive safety is concerned so she will fit right in. [For more about Abi see my entry for March 18, 2010.] In her way Abi is as much of a risk taker as Elke, who almost lost a student during a dive outing at Adolph’s place at Lake Tahoe, but she has an iron will and can stand up to Adolph where few other women can or will. Like me she is a bit Bi and we both like wearing latex and enjoy rough sex and she is talented en pointe so we get along well. We seem to be able to anticipate each other’s needs and are wonderful in bed together.

The 30 meter screen: Adolph has had heavy nylon netting hung across the well at a depth of 30 meters (about 100 feet) to prevent divers in trouble from sinking all the way to the bottom where it would be much more difficult to help them or retrieve them. It doesn’t catch the small discarded bits like birth control devices, (rings, IUDs, diaphragms or caps that are frequently pulled out of students undergoing discipline training, but SCUBA sets and divers can be easily raised off the net and 100 feet is easily within reach with Nitrox.

Swim cap asphyxia: Abi had her first experience with crisis management at Adolph’s the other day when a student she was disciplining with breath control was w/o air too long when she had her swim cap pulled over her face while she was fastened to the wall 40 feet below the surface. She was French and had been sent by Tanaquil for discipline training because while she was beautiful and in demand and had potential as a young courtesan she had an unpredictable streak which Tanaquil wanted broken. As far as we know she has no immediate family and no one outside the business knew she was coming to Adolph for disciplining so Tanaquil thinks no one should be looking for her. However Tanaquil is furious because she’s lost someone she was grooming to enter the highest levels of European society

The exercise: It is a relatively straight forward discipline exercise that is practiced in shallow water before the student is taken to test depth and strapped to the wall. A story line is established so the student can fantasize about being attacked while making a porn film while wearing vintage equipment. There is a great deal more truth to that scenario than we usually tell a student. Basically, the students own swim cap is used as a minimal rebreather bag after removing her mask. With her mouthpiece still inserted her cap is reversed filled with air as you would do to purge a facemask. Then her mouthpiece is removed and the air filled cap is pulled over the students face and the chin strap is fastened behind her head to prevent it accidentally coming off. There isn’t even a good breath of air in the cap once it’s pulled down on her face correctly it just prevents the wearer from drowning. After the first exhalation she is drawing the carbon dioxide back into her lungs and the latex cap collapses against her face as she tries to suck air into her lungs. It’s like closing the canister air intake on a gasmask while allowing the wearer’s exhalations to escape. Almost immediately there is a vacuum in the mask/cap and no air can be drawn into the lungs so asphyxia is only minutes away at the most.

When I’ve had it done to me it is a truly terrifying experience and it’s not as though if you could get the mask or cap off your face you could breathe, you are under water! There is the regulator mouthpiece floating nearby, but unlike with a gasmask when using a cap you are blind as well and with your arms strapped to the wall you may as well not be wearing SCUBA at all and are at the mercy of the person conducting your training. In this instance the girl’s twin-hose mouthpiece was floating just above her head when she suffocated. Had it just been a straight asphyxia scenario Abi would have been in control, but the student had such a lovely body that Adolph wanted to take her during the exercise. He had penetrated her and was well on his way to ejaculating when Abi pulled the cap over her face. However, he wouldn’t let her put the students mouthpiece back in until he came in her and by then it was too late. The video shows her squirming and her back arching as she struggled in the restraints but it was hopeless.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Politics and bondage


Lesbian entertainers performing at Naughty’s

The politics of bondage: It’s common knowledge that organizations like Focus on the Family, the Family Research Council and the 700 Club are some of the most conservative supporters of the Republican Party. And they are the most likely to become rabid at the suggestion of anything other that procreational sex and of course only between married couples. Anything else is ‘sinful’ or worse and things just go down hill from there. However, a dirty little secret is that kinky sex is bipartisan and there are some conservatives who love to see sex between women – they think we are all Lesbians at heart - and don’t understand the thrill of estrogenic sex safe from the possibility of pregnancy with a partner whose skin is as soft and blemish free as our own. A partner who understands the hormonal swings that produce menstrual cramps and fertile cervical fluid and who doesn’t want to shove a massive penis up your ass is a treasure to be savored and cultivated. Believe me when I tell you that regardless of size any penis is massive when you don’t want to take even a few inches up your anus! And, have you ever noticed it’s the guys with the really thick dicks (2.0 – 2.5 inches in diameter) who are the ones who always seem to want anal sex?

It’s the sweet estrogenic sex, the scent of another woman’s perfume, her sweat the taste of her saliva and vaginal juices and the gliding manipulation of her fingers on my nipples, labia and clit which is what is so appealing about sex with another woman and why I’m so fond of Cyndi, Gigi and Taryn. We all appreciate what men can do sexually for us and how wonderful it is to be taken by a man, but we do enjoy some down-time from males where we can enjoy one another from time to time.

Apolitical adult entertainment: Vegas has profited from the weaknesses of humans (gambling and sex come immediately to mind) for almost as long as it has been a town. And we will gladly accommodate the entire spectrum of political views as long as the client(s) are willing to pay for entertainment. We have had conservative as well as liberal organizations and female as well as male groups hold meetings in private rooms at Naughty Pleasures and we will provide whatever entertainment that the client wants: Gay, Lesbian, heterosexual and interactive where the members of the client group participate with the entertainers and we guarantee no STIs or pregnancies. Problems arise only when payment isn’t handled properly by the client and it becomes public or where there is a blabbermouth in the group who talks to the media afterward or has a crisis of conscience and feels an overwhelming need to confess to his or her spouse or lover, or both. We have a lot of women’s groups because we provide menstrual extractions (at no additional charge) after a week of uninhibited intense sexual activity with a selection of stallions, Dommes or Femmes so there is no chance of any of them taking home a bun in the oven regardless of how fertile they may be. The only time we had a problem was when a woman refused to have an ME and missed her period a week after returning home and tested pregnant. She was supposedly on birth control pills but as returning readers know hormonal contraceptives don’t always work.

Bioadhesive fluids: Have you ever noticed how semen and fluids produced during arousal: thickened saliva, pre-cum in men and a woman’s natural lube that weeps from the walls of our vaginas when our pelvises are engorged with blood will stick to anything? That’s to keep most of it in place to lube intercourse between couples regardless of their physical positions. I was going to say orientation, but that might be misunderstood. Another Bioadhesive is commercial spermicide creams or gels like Ortho Options Gynol II and Conceptrol and the professional lubes like Dive-gel and Semécide. Of course after a sexual encounter the woman is draining fluids and still leaks a bit even after Kegeling most of it out and drying off with a Handi Wipe. A fun thing about semen is that within a second or two after being deposited in the vagina sperm are swimming into an unprotected cervix and are out of range of any douche solutions the woman may use to try and prevent pregnancy. So if the couple is using no protection during sex she has been fucked both literally and figuratively unless she can take an emergency contraceptive.

Cyndi and Gigi and Abi and Adolph: The two 16 y/o girls have bonded and I’m not sure that’s entirely a good thing. They have a lot in common but Gigi is getting Cyndi interested in being a Towel-Girl at Splash during the summer and that will put her training with Abi and within the grasp of Adolph which is not something I like. It’s not that I’m concerned about her sexual safety it’s her physical safety that I worry about because both Abi and Adolph have little use for safety precautions for their students so their student accident ratios are high. That suits Adolph because girls who have trained with Abi are far more likely to be so reckless that they won’t recognize nearly suicidal bondage situations that Adolph routinely has trainees perform.

Cyndi, in being trained primarily by Taryn, Anya and me has developed marvelous skills and has an amazing ability to sort thorough a situation and see where the dangers lie but she and Gigi are only 16. Abi is 24 with twice as much experience as either teen and Adolph has at least another 20 years experience plotting mayhem against women so while the girls are very bright they can never let their guards down when around either Abi or Adolph. I think Taryn, Anya, Chris and I have trained the girls as well as we can with survival skills we hope they never have to use so it’s like the song says about Kansas City, we’ve gone about as far as we can go. So, Jacques with Gigi and Fiona (Cyndi’s mom) are both resigned to the fact that their daughters have to go out into the predatory world that they were born and trained to survive in and it’s better to start now with me, Taryn and Anya around for support than later with no support network in place. They know to never leave their dive gear unattended and both are wearing tracker chips in their gas guards as well as the GPS chips in their cells and phone in regularly when with adults and teens they don’t know, so I feel they are as safe as it’s possible for a 16 y/o to be in a place as predatory as Vegas.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Open water bondage


A Towel-Girl high on N2O during Abi’s Tahoe class

Open water nitrous oxide diving: Abi has already ignored all reasonable diving safety precautions by taking her Towel-Girl underwater bondage students on an open water bondage training class breathing 5% nitrous oxide to give the girls a buzz and remove any inhibitions, but not enough to anesthetize them. Against my advice Gigi went along and afterward told me what happened. The idea was to ease the student into a rather scary bondage situation with out totally freaking them out: dive-sex while fastened to a rock ledge 40 feet below the surface in cold water and with poor visibility. Breathing N2O while diving is extremely dangerous primarily because it dulls the mind at a time when the diver is in a hostile environment and needs to be as sharp and alert as possible. With a 5% mix of N2O and regular (21% oxygen) air a 95 to 110 lb woman will usually feel slightly euphoric and her normal cautionary skills are suppressed leading to all sorts of erratic and dangerous behavior.

The problem is that N2O needs to be blended for each person breathing it and girls with different weights and metabolisms can have different reactions to the same amount of gas. The predictable result was that some girls hardly got any buzz and their thought processes were just impared enough to be a danger to themselves and their dive buddys while a few others were so nearly anesthatized that they kept forgetting where they where and would try and wander off. All the TGs wore locator becons and recievers so if a girl became seperated from the group she would know in which direction to swim to get back to the group and could be easily located if she didn’t return.

Adolph let them use his place at Lake Tahoe and the cove area is rocky and the bottom is rock as well and drops off sharply with a cliff a few yards off his shoreline. Because the girls, buzzed on N2O, would not be stable either on their feet or in the water they all wore helmets as well as FFMs to cushion any collision with rocky surfaces. The FFMs also prevented a girl from accidentally expelling her reg. while in bondage where she couldn’t reinsert it. The TG in the image accompanying this entry is on her knees because she was so buzzed that if she hadn’t been on her knees she would have been on her ass.

Bottom bondage: Abi showed Gigi how to strap her classmate’s rubber sheathed bodies to stainless steel rings set into a ledge on the cliff face - on their backs with their legs spread - a sort of underwater Vegas version of Voyeur West Hollywood with lesbian bondage overtones. The men came later and unlike the Young Eagles they weren’t there to watch, but they did make significant contributions to the party. Before suiting up Gigi and her classmates had all taken pregnancy tests because diving while pregnant can cause birth defects and inhaling N2O while pg can cause miscarriages. Diving while preggers can also make a girl nauseous and vomiting in a FFM while unable to reach the surface is an effective way for a girl to drown in her own vomit. The UB students were also checked to ensure they were wearing gas guards and had inserted plenty of dive-gel and everyone had lubed their crotch zippers to make sure they opened and closed easily. After Gigi finished strapping the last of her friends to the ledge it was her turn and as Abi finished fastening the Velcro closures binding her on her back ready for penetration in missionary the men appeared out of the gloom.

Gigi said that there was a very slight sweetness to the gas she was sucking through her demand valve which was the N2O she could taste. She had no idea who the man was who was her partner for that UB lesson. All Abi would tell her was that the guys were clean and very experienced and Gigi’s partner was a good and considerate lover. She said she was amazed that being strapped down lying on her air tank was as comfortable as it was and attributed it to the ergometric design of the backboard. Her partner knelt between her legs and fondled her breasts through the neoprene of her suit, then she could feel him run a hand up the inside of her thighs spreading her legs wider so he could open her crotch zipper. She said she suddenly felt chilled water against her labia and knew he had breached the zipper seal. He checked her lube and grip by inserting one finger and then two and by then she had stripped off her gloves and was working on the crotch zipper of his rubber suit. She found it opened as easily as hers had and carefully eased his erection out of the micromesh cup of his slingshot.

The Prince: She felt his glans and was surprised to find he was wearing a shiny metal Prince Albert piercing with a bead closure. She couldn’t tell if the bead had been roughened to turn his PA into a ‘Shredder’ that would puncture a partner’s gas guard, but she thought her cervix was well protected. That was because not only does she have a GyneFix IUD implant for birth control but she was wearing a gg+ armored gas guard with a nanofilament dome on a flat spring rim so she wasn’t concerned, that the dome would be punctured and lake water forced into her uterus. Returning readers will remember that Gepetto and Jeff have partnered (through Labia Labs) to create the gg+ armored gas guard after someone in the Vegas area recently began wearing a ‘Shredder’. For more about Prince Albert piercings and ‘Shredders’, see my entry for March 8, 2010. As soon as she got out of the lake and had a bit of privacy Gigi checked the integrity of her gas guard dome and it was undamaged. Jeff said that if the dome was put under a microscope it might show signs of being abraded but it would take thousands of strokes for any surface damage to become apparent so we don’t know if Gigi was penetrated by the Prince, or not. She says it was fun being at the mercy of an unknown male who filled her with semen. After he finished inside her and had withdrawn he zipped her crotch zipper closed then released the bonds holding her against the ledge and escorted her to the surface while she still had plenty of air left. She said she did ration her air by concentrating on breath control even during the several G-spot orgasms her PA partner gave her. All-in all it was a very positive experience for Gigi. But one of her friends N2O gas mixture wasn’t rich enough and she freaked out and her FFM flooded when she was struggling with her partner and she nearly drowned.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Labia Labs and rotting rubber


Julie Adams and Ben Chapman in
Creature from the Black Lagoon (1954)


Latex allergies: For dancers, fetishists and St Lucy’s students who are allergic to latex silicone rubber and now nitrile fetish clothing is being made and nearly all contraceptive cervical barriers are now made of medical grade silicone. I last covered latex allergies in my post for October 7, 2009 and I’m mentioning it again now because I had a dancer leave the company because she thought she was being discriminated against in being passed over for roles because of her latex allergy. It’s true that she would have been perfect as the heroine Kay Lawrence [played by Julie Adams in the 1954 film, see the vintage photo above] in my ballet version of ‘Creature from the Black Lagoon’, except that the Creature’s suit (rented from the costume company that bought the film studio’s costume department) is latex and cost thousands of dollars and we tried her with the guy in the latex Creature suit and she had a serious allergic reaction to his costume. She wanted us to have a silicone Creature suit made which would cost a fortune which we refused to do so she is suing for discrimination.

My version of the “Creature” will be an aqua-ballet which will include (in addition to updated hair and swimsuit styles) dive-sex – Kay Lawrence with the Gill Man and also her fiancé. The women will be in pool-pointes (which can be worn for pointework in and out of the water) and bikinis. I don’t think the inter-species copulation will raise nearly as big a commotion this time as when we had a dancer penetrated doggie style by a Great Dane (costumed as a wolf) during every performance of my ballet version of Little Red Riding hood several years ago. Well, it was almost every performance because sometimes the dog just wouldn’t perform no matter how much estrus secretions the dancer playing RRH smeared around her vulva.

Rotting rubber – Part 1: Some of the latex wetsuits worn for fetish diving by women in this area are coming apart. The zipper welds and other stress points in the suits are tearing apart when worn in fetish club pools. Several of the women have spent big bucks for top of the line brand diving latex only to find the suits seams are tearing after only one or two wearings. We think it has to do with new pool chemicals that were supposed to be less harmful to colors and our hair than chlorine and more robust to counter higher levels of bacteria in club pools than the normal bromine filtration can handle. Apparently the welded seams and small nicks or scrapes of the latex suits are susceptible to absorption of some component in the new chlorine derivative that softens the rubber.

Labia Labs: Jeff and I and Gepetto have set up a small branch of the laboratory to deal exclusively with finding solutions for sexual and fetish market needs. Jeff facetiously referred to it as Labia Labs and the name stuck I’m funding Labia Labs (LL) and Gepetto is in as a partner to supply a limited amount of production capacity. Funding LL through the clinic for medical research allows nearly all of a loss to be written off at tax time. The operation is pretty much an experimental operation to try various ideas w/o having to worry too much about making a profit.

Rotting rubber – Part 2: One of the first projects Labia Labs are working on is to fill the needs of a niche market for the scent of decomposing natural fluids collected in the dome of a woman’s cervical barrier. The medical research aspect is to prevent bacterial infection in the wearer. While silicone rubber will work extremely well as a collector the porous nature of natural rubber latex diaphragms makes them the ideal devices to accelerate the interaction of the rubber and the decaying combination of cervical fluid, the woman’s natural lube and semen intentionally introduced into the dome. The market for this malodorous fluid will be to serious vaginal rubber fetishists who want to have the strong fishy-rubbery scent and rancid taste of decaying natural fluids while giving a woman oral sex or in a few cases to drink the strongly scented fluid pooled in the dome of the woman’s latex diaphragm. The marketing concept (if the product ever goes to market) is of a beautiful woman – think Angelina Jolie - mounted so continuously by a series of male partners that for several days she hadn’t time to switch or clean her barrier because she always had live sperm inside her. So the latex dome collected her cervical fluid, her natural arousal lube and semen introduced by partner(s) who thrust under the rim and ejaculated in the latex dome. There will be a caution that women who aren’t fitted with a GyneFix IUD implant should not try for semen in the dome unless they are on hormonal contraceptives, or can deal with an unintended pregnancy.

With the marinade of FCM, arousal lube and semen the rubber ‘cures’ deep in the girls belly for 24 to 48 hours until the scent has ripened to the point it can be easily detected by anyone with a severe head cold as she walks by. Think of the stench of Bacterial vaginosis – on steroids - w/o the infection. What LL are working on is a formulation of latex that is strong enough to be used in a diaphragm for contraception or as a gas guard but which is more reactive to natural genital fluids; fertile cervical fluid, female and male natural lubricant and semen.

Can you guess who is pushing for the successful completion of this project? It’s Adolph! He is a connoisseur of this naturally occurring scent and is hoping that by producing latex that is more reactive to bodily fluids the interval to produce the scent can be appreciably shortened. The head chemist thinks the decomposition process can be accelerated by at least 50% Which means producing the desired result in 12 to 24 hours of continuous wearing w/o any harm to the wearer though the experimental diaphragms I’ve worn (only when I’m around Adolph when no one else can smell the stench) are warmer than body temperature from the chemical reaction going on with my genital fluids. I’m assured there is no possibility of Toxic shock syndrome

Gigi meets Abi: Gigi met Abi professionally, as her underwater bondage instructor, yesterday and it went rather well I thought, meaning Gigi did exactly what Abi told her to do and came through the lesson exhausted but unharmed. She has at least another three one-hour lessons. Returning readers will remember that in my entry for March 11, 2010 I wrote about Chris giving Gigi an introduction to underwater bondage so she wouldn’t be a complete novice when she started Abi’s course at Splash. Gigi’s supervisor the Towel-Girl Mistress at Splash says Gigi is one of their client’s fave part-time TGs because of her willingness to do almost anything and the amazing strength of her velvet vice. And Gigi was one of the first TGs to sign up for Abi’s UB class. I had been working with Gigi on breath control during orgasm so she doesn’t hyperventilate and suck her tank dry while having dive-sex. The breath control as well as staying focused while Abi was telling her and showing her how to get out of seemingly escape-proof bondage situations really paid off. Two other TGs weren’t so lucky and are recovering from broken ribs and pneumonia in the private hospital the fetish community has set up to handle these sorts of injuries.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

A strict disciplinarian


Leashed to the bottom and out of air

Abi’s incident rate: In the exclusive German girls academy where among other things she taught submerged bondage there was such a large number of near drownings or suffocations in her classes that even at a school noted for its strict discipline her methods were thought extreme. Abi is proud of being a strict disciplinarian and will tell you that strict discipline is quickest way to foster mental toughness and separate the sheep from the goats, but the final straw for the academy’s head mistress was a student’s suicide. Abi was asked to resign as the result of the suicide of a girl who had been sent back to Abi’s class after she was intentionally let run out of air as a breath control exercise while held underwater by an ankle leash. It wasn’t that she was forgotten. Abi just watched as the girl struggled trying to suck air out of an empty tank and fortunately just as she removed her reg the student stopped breathing. Drowning was never an issue, but the student didn’t know that. She was in only 10 feet of water in a one piece neoprene swimsuit so when Abi put her reg back in her mouth, turned on the air from the second tank in her training twin-set and hit purge on the student’s reg while holding it in her mouth filling her lungs she regained consciousness and when Abi released her ankle leash she immediately floated to the surface where she climbed out of the pool by herself, but was so terrified that she couldn’t speak. After weeks of recovery her parents insisted she finish school with an unblemished record so they forced her to return to Abi’s next class and her parents claim that her fear of Abi and the humiliation of being sent to train in a group of girls with less seniority was apparently more than she could stand and she jumped from a bridge on campus.

Qlaira and pregnancy: I think her suicide may have had as much or more to do with the fact that she was 10 weeks pregnant (they didn’t test for divers for pregnancy at that school) and her parents were very strict about her proper use of contraceptives. She was on Qlaira (estradiol valerate, and dienogest) and the effectiveness of her hormonal protection may have been compromised by the antidepressant meds she was on.

Blame: It seems to me that if anyone is to blame for her suicide it is the student’s parents for forcing her back into a situation she hated. Abi won’t go easy on a student just because she can’t take the discipline. Nor should she, as that would ruin her reputation as being strict but fair, something she is not willing to do. Teaching at Splash Abi will have more latitude with her training philosophy of pushing the envelope, which is that rather than ask permission it is better to ask for forgiveness later. That is especially true because Adolph is expecting some dropouts from her classes with whom he can ‘commune’ as he calls it. She said he hasn’t given her a quota but I’m sure he has a number in mind. Probably enough to keep his training facility occupied when he isn’t training Rubber-Femmes for their Doms.

NuvaRing, a reader’s question: A reader asked: Can you pull out a NuvaRing with a crochet needle? Yes you can, but there should be few instances where that sort of a removal aid is necessary when using NuvaRing. The ring usually positions itself by gravity low and against the back of the pubic bone where it can easily be hooked by a finger and pulled out at removal time. And, since the ring can be left in place for the 4th week and still be effective there is plenty of time to move your period so there should be no OMG! I’ve-got-to-get-it-out-now moment, unless you are hiding the fact that you are using it from your partner. If that’s the case there is a three hour max ring-out interval after which leaving it out longer decreases the hormone protection the ring provides and to be safe you need to insert and use another effective method of contraception for a minimum of 7 days while your hormonal protection is reestablished. There may be a few instances where the user wants to remove the ring immediately after intercourse where her partner has pushed it further toward the back of her vagina. If that’s the case then a crochet hook with a 10 mm hook can be used as a removal aid.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

The D-ring latex mini


A latex D-ring Mini worn for fetish encounters by Towel-Girls at Splash

The rubber D-ring mini-dress: As BDSM-Lite the latex D-ring mini [shown in the photo accompanying this entry] is already a fave at Splash not only because of the ease with which penetration of the woman can be accomplished but because of the fantasy element that is so important in today’s sexual encounters. A member just has his Towel-Girl bend over and grab her knees then flips up the mini, pulls her thong to one side (if she is wearing one), spreads her labia and pushes his erection into the pre-lubed teen. The T-G is protected usually by several methods of contraception so the encounter always starts as recreational sex. But no method of birth control is 100% effective so occasionally in hindsight it turns out to have been a procreative encounter. If the girls are unsure if there has been an accident Plan B is readily available. If they decide to chance it or Plan B doesn’t work which occasionally happens, then Mifeprex or a menstrual extraction will easily take care of the problem and the girl will be back in top shape in a few days.

A reader’s Question: This is with regard to my entry for March 16, 2009 “Women pointe shoe fetishists” in which I wrote about my own pointe shoe fetish. I replied in a comment to that post but think Eric’s question and my reply deserves a more prominent location than buried in the comments as some readers undoubtedly see fetishes as psychological aberrations rather than the positive force that they can sometimes be.

“When did do you feel you had an affixation with pointes, and when did that turn into a fetish?”

I’ve never considered my early psychological need to wear pointes as a fixation as it helped me deal positively with what was for some of my contemporaries in ballet school a very painful time in their lives. My psychiatrist says sexual fetishism in psychiatric medicine, can be considered a disorder of sexual preference or as an enhancing element to a relationship causing a better sexual bond between the partners. I believe that in my case the latter is true.

I knew by the time I went to SAB (when I was 16 y/o) that I had a major fetish that was actually a positive influence in my work and social life. I’ve always seen my love of pointes as being a very positive element in my sex life and my partners have always felt the same way, or so they have said. And, rather than impeding my career and social interaction embracing my love of pointes and incorporating them fully in my life has furthered my career in the entertainment industry and my acceptance at all levels of society.

Spring beak in Vegas: We don’t have ocean beaches, but we do have an unending variety of intimate sports and the club shows are popular too so we get our share of students. There is the age thing for drinking and gambling so we get mostly 4th year and grad students. But the minimum age for gamboling is much younger so we have intimate sports clinics where we can accept students as young as 16. Not that there are 16 y/os on Spring Break from major collages but we do have some 16 y/o “tutors” assisting students with those courses which are very popular with men from the east coast schools. Some casinos don’t cater to women students thinking they distract men from engaging the escorts offered but my casino welcomes women and we hold intimate protection seminars for the less experienced coeds. That way, accidents are minimized, confidence is developed with sexual techniques and a feeling of friendship and wellbeing is created with young guests when in our clubs and seminars. We are anxious to have the spring-break crowd back as repeat customers when they have more money to spend.

Abi arrives: Adolph was considering inviting some female Spring Break patrons at Splash to his place in the hills, but I think Jacques and I have convinced him that coeds with families and strong social networks are too high profile to be suitable as guests at his deep-diving discipline training facility. Fortunately the German girl who will be teaching underwater bondage classes at Splash (Tanaquil recruited her for Adolph) has arrived and she has distracted him considerably as I don’t think that Jacques and I could have diverted him from the coeds by ourselves. Abigail (Abi) is a gorgeous 24 y/o with auburn hair. She is strong, smart and an expert swimmer/diver who has a very strong will which he is having trouble dealing with, but seems to be enjoying the challenge. She is insisting on demonstrating the various underwater restraints she will use during her classes using him as her model, something he has never been willing to do before but she may be able to tease him into doing it. It’s a side of Adolph I’d never seen before, but it’s said that even Hitler was kind to his dog, so I suppose you never can tell about some men

More about Abi: She has an extensive ballet background (Tanaquil knows that is a minimum requirement for women recruited for Adolph and me) and is taller than me at 5’6” (she’s 6’ en pointe) and at 115 lbs has a Balanchine body, long legs and neck, a short trunk and small head and bust. She has been wearing Schachtner pointes, but is looking for something longer lasting and more comfortable – I’m thinking of Gaynors for her - since she retired as a soloist from the Frankfurt Ballet to devote her time to BDSM training. She has asked to take class with my ballet company so she will be with us for our 90 minute class at 7:00 AM for a week to see if she can keep up and if so whether she wants to stay with something as intense as my classes. If she is interested I’ll get her a green card and a union card and she can be an understudy. With her BDSM background she might work out as the Domme in Venus in Latex the current ballet we are performing in the High-Rollers club. And from what Tanaquil told me about her skills I can use her knowledge to teach bondage classes for my ballet Co. and for a few Advanced Sexual Techniques students at St Lucy’s.

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I'm a classically trained dancer and SAB grad. A Dance Captain and go-to girl overseeing high-roller entertainment for a major casino/resort