Dating Gigi

Home alone - the perfect accessory for a night of solo passion

The photo: A Lelo Gigi 2 G-spot vibrator. This latest version offers eight modes of vibration. The two hour charge time offers up to four hours of pleasure from the rechargeable battery! I love how the tip of the Gigi stimulates my G spot and hooks into place behind my pubic bone a sign of excellent design and superb Swedish craftsmanship.

Unwinding after a busy day: When no man is available I love a good soak in a tub then read a few pages of a Nora Roberts romance on my Nook then slip between the sheets and have Gigi come to Mama. Just a drop or two of a water base intimate lube eases her entry if I’m not already aroused. With the different vibration patterns I can tease myself to where I’m right at the tipping point with tiny vaginal contractions. I could just float there forever, but I’ll finally tease myself to a massively intense gasping, moaning, mewing, screaming toe curling orgasm at the end of which the afterglow is so intense I sometimes immediately fall asleep with Gigi still inside me. When I get up I clean her and put her on charge again before putting her back in her bag to await our next intimate encounter.

Gigi and cervical barriers: When I’m fertile and need to be super safe I wear an Oves cap screwed down tight on my cervix. Neither Oves nor FemCap come in contact with Gigi when she is inserted. However, when wearing a traditional diaphragm; an All-Flex, Milex or Reflexions the head of the Gigi is in contact with the anterior rim of the diaphragm as well as a portion of the dome and you get a very different experience which will vary depending on the rim style. With the Milex Omniflex (coil spring rim) there is a shimmery feeling the full length of the vagina. With the stiffer All-Flex and Milex Arcing spring rims there is a more intense vibration through the entire rim all the way around the cervix; and because the Reflexions flat spring rim bends in only one plane it delivers the most intense full vaginal experience.

However, the Reflexions with its soft natural latex dome is far more likely than the silicone Milex or All-Flex to be damaged by the vibrator head from friction wearing a thin spot or hole in the dome which, if that occurs shortly after  intercourse with an unprotected man, could result in pregnancy. An additional future problem with the Reflexions FS diaphragm is that it was discontinued at the first of 2015 and so are no longer generally available. Fortunately our Clinic had received a routine stocking order of the Reflexions so we should be able to provide them to patients for the next few months. With luck we may be able to have latex FS diaphragms custom made, but at higher cost.

A toy to die for: There have been instances when the exertion from vibrator induced G-spot orgasms has been too much for the woman’s physical condition and one of those instances occurred last weekend at a house party I attended in Northamptonshire. She was an escort hired for the occasion by the eldest son of a neighboring titled family whose wife was pregnant and unable to attend. Her procuress should have been aware of her condition and not allowed her to work with clients who expected her to participate in extreme personal sexual pleasure encounters rather than providing it for her client himself. Rather than giving him vanilla sex what he expected was for her to be the party entertainment by continuously orgasming using a G-spot vibrator while the men and a few women watched her writhe, gasp, mew and moan in ecstasy until she became unconscious from the caress of the vibi she had inserted. When her client tried to wake her he found she was dead.

She and I had talked before her fatal performance and I had checked the placement of her 80mm Reflexions. She was one of my clinic’s escort patients I track who wear an 80mm diaphragm like me so I might be able to harvest her diaphragm if she died while having penetrative sex and wear it as a ‘death rubber’. She asked what I thought the most intense G-spot orgasms was and I mentioned having a latex flat spring diaphragm inserted so that not only the G-spot was stimulated but the stiff flat spring rim would transfer the strongest vibrations throughout the entire length of the vagina. Since she was SCUBA qualified and had her Reflexions with her to use as flood insurance in case she was asked for dive-sex she inserted it and apparently the experience with the vibrator-diaphragm combination was too intense for her. It was later found that she died from a blood clot probably caused by her hormonal birth control.

The hosts stored her body in their walk-in freezer and knowing my prowess as a Domme and exhibitionist asked if I would take the dead performers place as the men really wanted to see a woman totally consumed by a series of G-spot orgasms. I would have thought that watching a professional escort fucked to death by her vibrator would have been enough, but the host wanted at least another 45 minutes and some of the women didn’t think I would since I was CD2 and bleeding heavily and a vibrating diaphragm leaks like a sieve. When the hosts found I was menstrual they pleaded even more since watching a menstrual continuously orgasming woman is a rare and unbelievably messy opportunity so I took the request as a challenge as well as hoping for a good time.

I was willing to perform in her stead, but needed access to her body to get her Reflexions and the Gigi 2 G-spot vibrator that killed her because I didn’t want to chance ruining my own flat spring latex diaphragm and I wanted her Gigi 2 for myself as well.  Marvin (Morning Wood) my psychiatrist and current lover didn’t mind me performing by masturbating for the house party guests so I thought I’d show them how that sort of thing should be done. I quickly harvested her 80mm Reflexions while her body was still warm and took her Gigi 2 and its charger out of her tote before she was sent on her way to the freezer.

She hadn’t been menstrual so my bleeding was a bonus of sorts and I let the guests watch as I pulled out my Dive cup full of flow (one of the male guests drank it) and inserted the dead woman’s flat spring latex diaphragm. I could immediately feel her Chi coming off the latex dome and knew that I would be fine just lying back, inserting the Gigi and letting it take me where it would. The host wanted a 45 minute performance, but it lasted 65 minutes before I couldn’t take any more and my bones and brain were jelly at the end. I had a marvelous time, but was a little hoarse from screaming and moaning by the end. Afterward Marvin had to help me sit up and get into one of the host’s wife’s thick robes to absorb the blood and into a comfy chair and drink a sports drink to replenish lost electrolytes before I had strength to shower and rejoin the other guests. Marvin got the escort’s death and my performance having a vibi fuck my brains out on video so they should sell well on the porn market.

Edith’s things, summer ballet intensive

Gaynor Minden pointes showing the internal platform pads

The Photo: GM Luxe satin pointes showing toe-box internal platform pads so important to protect against thrust-drop during ballet-sex

Summer ballet intensive: In talking about ballet-sex training Willow, Jack’s natural daughter and a former dancer with the Royal Ballet, said that her contemporaries in the professional dance world, outside of Vegas, know almost nothing about ballet-sex and how difficult it is for the woman to perform it properly without injuring herself.

This got me to thinking. I could offer a 2015 summer intensive for carefully screened ballet dancer Escorts (there are a few) and their PDD partners at the professional level that would specialize in preparing the women for ballet-sex. A class of six couples should be about the right size and provide enough variety between partners to make the class interesting when partners are exchanged.

As returning readers will recall ballet-sex is defined for purposes of this blog as penile-vaginal intercourse to reach orgasm preferably by both partners while the woman is en pointe a la seconde bending over holding on to a barre, bent over a table, chair back, desk, kitchen island or other suitable item.

There are so few ballet dancers who are into sex en pointe or Escorts who service ballet fetishists who want to take a woman while she is en pointe that there is a real lack of knowledge about how to do it safely w/o ruining your toes from thrust-drop. And for the man – though I suppose they have all heard stories of ‘snapping pussies’ – men say the sex is at a far more intense level as they experience how much tighter a woman‘s vagina is when she is balanced en pointe because all her muscles from her toes, ankles, calves, glutes and pelvic muscles are clenched and then when she orgasms her vaginal contractions tighten her grip even further. So the man who is penetrating her can sometimes be pushed out while his glans is being very quickly milked of his semen regardless of how well in control he thinks he is.

Ballet sex preparation: Toe protection is very important for women intending to participate in ballet-sex. That’s because the blocks of toe-shoes made of traditional materials; hessian, fabric, paste and leather will soften from the heat and perspiration of the woman’s feet in the time and from the effort of having ballet-sex. The toe-boxes will melt and deform leaving the toes w/o proper support. Additionally lambs wool and gel toe pads are by themselves insufficient to protect the toes against thrust-drop which almost always occurs during ballet-sex and can badly bruise toes.

Thrust-drop: Thrust-drop is what occurs when a large man penetrates a smaller woman from behind while she is standing on her toes in pointe-shoes and at the top of his thrust lifts her off the floor. The height she is lifted depends on the couple involved, but it can be from a fraction of an inch to three inches or more and when he quickly withdraws to thrust again she is dropped on the platforms of her pointes usually with her knees locked so the entire shock of the drop is absorbed by her toes resulting in painfully bruised and terrible looking nails.  Gaynor Minden pointes with polymer blocks and thick soft internal platform pads prevent the toe-boxes from melting and provide superior padding to minimize discomfort from thrust-drop so are the shoes that should be worn for stability and toe protection during ballet-sex along with regular toe taping and the use of toe pads of course.

Other aspects of ballet-sex that cry out for attention are:

• Thrust angle adjustment to maximize thrusting of well endowed men into the anterior and posterior fornices.
• Use of the Reflexions latex flat spring diaphragm as a glans stimulator during anterior fornix thrusting.
• Use of performance enhancing meds for the boys to increase their stamina.
• Use of enemas in prepping for ballet-sex with well endowed partners.
• Ankle strengthening exercises to increase stability en pointe during the 20-30 minutes of an encounter.

Edith’s things: Emily, my Lady’s Maid, and I began going through my predecessor’s closets, dressers and trunks. Edith Sophia Sykes 22^nd Baroness Blackthorn (1911-2014) was 103 when she died in an accident at her home in December.

Diaries and diaphragms: The most interesting things I’ve found so far are the volumes of her diaries one for each year of her life from the time she was 16.  There were trunks of old ballet costumes and a few pairs of her Freed pointe-shoes as well as old diaphragms she used from 1927 when she turned 16 and began dancing professionally. That was the year that she was fitted for her first contraceptive diaphragm. She had kept many of the old latex diaphragms she used and all from the late 20s through the late 50s in dark thick latex from Schmid (Ramses). They had dried and were very brittle or had already turned to dust. The Ortho All-Flex 70mm diaphragms she used from the early 60s were still in tact, but the domes had holes tears or thin spots in them. The last one was purchased in 1968 when she was 56 just before she probably became menopausal. I’m so looking forward to reading her diaries and finding what else she left of interest.

 

The red sea: sex during menstruation

Menstruation and a matching cashmere pashmina

Menstrual Synchrony: I’m CD3 and flowing heavily with a latex Reflexions inserted for flow control. My wards, Bea, Willow and the Swan Twins, Odette and Odile have been sweating enough with me during ballet classes we take together that their cycles have become synchronized with mine. Willow, was the last to sync in the past month as she was the latest addition to my brood of budding ballerinas. Returning readers will recall that they all have copper bead GyneFix IUDs implanted for contraception so they can enjoy sex and the hormonal swings of their natural cycles w/o having to worry about becoming pregnant.

Having our cycles in sync has its advantages and disadvantages. Disadvantages are that we all can get a bit short and crabby when menstrual and we have to watch that there is enough iron in our diets as women with copper IUDs can bleed more heavily than those who don’t. The advantages are that when we are all fertile together the energy, creativeness and our libidos peak and my girls are up for almost anything. For me a big advantage is that I can teach them together about menstrual sex (both ballet and dive-sex) while we are menstrual and not as each one became menstrual if her cycle wasn’t synched with mine.

Rim movement and leakage: Flexing of the rim of All-Flex and coil spring rims (Omniflex and Semina) and movement of the Reflexions flat spring due to a partner’s thrusts into the dome and our contractions during orgasm will cause a slight leakage of flow as the rim moves over the vaginal rugae, even for a diaphragm that has very strong suction in the dome. So a partner after withdrawal will be coated by a thin sheen of blood. I always like to suck that off his still erect penis and taste my flow and smell its scent which most menstrual sex lovers enjoy as well, I mean the scent and being immediately sucked off after ballet-sex.

FemCap during menstruation: Wearing FemCap while menstrual during surface-sex is not practical since the dome is so small that it will quickly fill with flow and dislodge. Wearing FemCap during dive-sex has a depth limitation of 20 to 30 feet due to the squeeze of water pressure on the dome. In addition wearing FemCap during menstrual dive-sex is questionable even at shallow depths since even though menstrual discharge is not flowing while in the water immediately after emerging a gush can dislodge the cap and spill a significant quantity of flow all over the wearer’s suit, legs and surroundings. You might be able to get away with wearing it on a very light day, but my advice is not to use FemCap at all while menstrual.

Menstrual ballet-sex: Ballet-sex as discussed here is defined as being penetrated from behind while sur les pointes a la seconde while bent over holding on to the barre. For menstrual ballet-sex where a diaphragm is used for flow control any rim style can be used. However, knowledgeable women prefer wearing Reflexions because it is nearly impossible to under-thrust the rim and during menstrual sex you really don’t want the dome contents to spill due to the rim being under-thrust. If you don’t mind the mess and wear old shoes that you don’t mind being stained then it’s usually quite safe for an STI free couple to go w/o contraception of any kind. The only caution is for women with very short cycles (there are a few) who become fertile before their periods are over. For those women a diaphragm and a good spermicide are always needed.

Pointe shoes for menstrual ballet-sex may differ in size from pointes worn for ballet-sex at other times during a woman’s cycle. The amount of foot swelling while menstrual can depend on her menstrual day and how long she has been on her feet which will determine if she needs to wear a larger size or remove some of the padding from the size she usually wears. If I’m wearing Gaynors I can usually just not wear toe pads and be comfortable enough. If I’m wearing Freed Classics I have to go up a half size and in Bloch Alpha I have to go up between a half and a full size and retain the padding in pointes made of traditional materials.

Menstrual dive-sex: Dive-sex as discussed here is defined as sex underwater using SCUBA equipment. However, the same cautions apply even if the couple is only in water up to their waists.  Dive-sex while menstrual is no different than when in other cycle phases as far as precautions that need to be taken in that a latex Reflexions flat spring should be worn for flood insurance. If one of the couple is allergic to latex then a Cooper Surgical silicon wide seal Milex arcing spring diaphragm should be used. That’s because with its two elbow hinges the Milex arcing spring is the next most difficult diaphragm to under-thrust. You should take a cramp relieving medication. 800 mg of ibuprofen usually does the trick for me when I have cramps which fortunately is seldom. Of course the best cramp relief is an orgasm so we all look forward to the first orgasms of the day when the red sea is flowing.

When menstrual and using a diaphragm for flow control a woman should always empty it and reinsert before entering the water for dive-sex and if wearing a style other than a Reflexions flat spring she should switch (unless there is an allergy to latex addressed above) to the Reflexions because it is the safest to use for flood control during underwater sex.  And underwater sex while menstrual can be the most dangerous from a pelvic health standpoint since the uterine lining is sloughing off and blood is flowing freely. That means if from a partner’s thrusting water or an air bubble is forced into the uterus while menstrual there is a greater chance for an infection or an air bubble getting into the bloodstream to cause clots in the lungs, heart or brain.

Water pressure will almost always stop menstrual flow while swimming or diving. However, after coming out of the water there can be a gush that if it’s on a heavy day and she’s been in the water a long time could overload the dome and spill.

Milex as a training diaphragm, prep. for the Vernal Equinox

A silicone Milex wide seal Omniflex diaphragm

The photo: A Milex wide seal Omniflex (coil spring rim) diaphragm. A common mold is used to extrude both Milex rim styles so the two indentations in the 8mm inner flange of the wide seal are where the fingers should be placed to fold the other, Arcing spring rim, style Milex contraceptive diaphragm.

Escorts, training assistants and training diaphragms: Training diaphragms serve several purposes. Things like decreasing the sensitivity of both an escort candidate and his training assistant so he can build his stamina for delayed orgasms. Learning effective techniques to under-thrust an All-Flex or Omniflex diaphragm on request or covertly. And for the women escort candidates how to wear a latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm as flood insurance, to prevent having water forced into her uterus during dive-sex.

Stamina building: To increase the effort needed to cause a woman to reach vaginal orgasm a silicone diaphragm of the proper contraceptive size can be worn. Silicone diaphragms have far poorer heat transfer properties that the latex devices they replaced so decrease the tactile sensitivity of male/female vaginal contact. Depending on the individual woman’s pelvic anatomy occasionally the rim of an Omniflex might rub against her G-spot when she’s aroused increasing her sensitivity. With training assistants who have this situation (I was going to say ‘problem’, but for most Milex wearers that would not be a problem) it can usually be eliminated by having the training assistant wear a diaphragm one size larger.

Since all our TAs have GyneFix IUDs implanted the too large training diaphragm can be removed immediately after the training session since there is no need to leave it inserted for a minimum of six hours after having semen released in her vagina. Removing the too large diaphragm immediately after the training session prevents the possibility of developing a UTI from being unable to empty her bladder completely due to the too large rim pressing on her urethra.

Under-thrust training: Two different sizes are used for training depending on the woman client’s desired scenario; either accidental under-thrust where a properly sized Omniflex is used or a breeding fantasy where a diaphragm two sizes too small is used to increase the likelihood and ease of a partner intentionally under-thrusting the rim and filling the dome with semen.

Gas guard/flood insurance: This is taught to both training assistants and to sexually adventurous female clients who come to Adolph’s spa, The Lorelei, for encounters with some of Pirate’s stable of stallions. A correctly sized device or perhaps one size larger latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm is worn to protect the woman from the possibility of having water forced into her uterus by the hydraulics of her partner’s thrusts during underwater sex.

If the woman is on another effective method of contraception the one size larger can be worn for the dive and removed immediately afterward to avoid the possibility of developing a UTI. With guests at The Lorelei diaphragms are usually fitted since they can be worn at any depth and Lorelei guests have access to Adolph’s deep water training facility. FemCaps can be fitted if the pelvic anatomy permits, but they are subject to painful squeeze below thirty feet.

Beware the Ides of March: Today Adolph’s 18 y/o niece had a serious accident while training with Adolph in his deep water training facility. Fortunately it occurred while he was with her so no one else can be blamed as his temper is legendary when something goes wrong. It was her fault as she had intentionally worn an Omniflex into The Well with him rather than the flat spring latex Reflexions she knew needed for maximum flood insurance protection. She told me later that she so loves it when her partner under-thrusts her protection, even though in her case it wouldn’t have resulted in a pregnancy even if she had been fertile because she has a GyneFix IUD implanted. I understand that feeling since I enjoy it too, though in my case if my Oves displaced while I was fertile I’d stand a good chance of conceiving.

When he took her in missionary at 125 feet while breathing Nitrox II she was a bit narced and her fantasy about having semen in the dome of her diaphragm combined to cloud her judgment and she didn’t object when he under-thrust the rim. During that encounter she had an air bubble forced into her uterus. She was on her period and some of the air formed a clot in her lung.  I’m CD7 today and she is cycling a few days behind me at the moment and was CD3 and bleeding heavily, the most dangerous time, when she got the clot. She is doing well enough in Adolph’s private hospital considering what might have happened, but will be on blood thinners and under observation for a few days. What that means is that she will not be going with me and my other wards to celebrate the Vernal Equinox on March 20^th at Location Z.

Smokeless fire: I’ve been working on my basic skills as a handmade of Aphrodite and I think I’ve mastered the formulation (with the help of Jeff at Labia Labs) of a special ingredient that can be sprinkled on wood and peat fires that will make them burn smokeless and nearly completely so there is almost no ash left. This will allow the use of the twenty large stone fire pits Jack found buried in the ground, four per altar, around the five altars at Location Z to provide warmth for the demi-handmaidens and me and our inductees. The fire pits had stone lids on them which is why they went undiscovered until recently and helps explain the distance between the main and secondary altars. Taking the smoke out of the peat fires while increasing the heat released will improve our comfort substantially while reducing the likelihood that we will be detected from the smoke if the weather happens to be clear. Jack already has pre-positioned stacks of cut blocks of dried peat under tarps in the provisioning area and the pits filled with the first blocks for the vernal equinox celebration.  The fires for this years vernal equinox will be the first in the fire pits in hundreds of years and other than improving our comfort I wonder what other effect they might have.

UNLV’s spring recess is from March 17-22 so we will be leaving for Inverness and Ullapool this coming Monday the 17^th.

My 2013 Thanksgiving rape fantasies

Festive pink lace party thong

The photo: Microfiber lined for comfort and with a pocket for a disposable absorbent pad the lace party thong gives hours of comfort and protection during times when a girl is sexually active while on her feet. Even after Kegeling out most of a partner’s ejaculate, when it liquefies there will still be residual discharge that will be absorbed by the pad. And the pads can be used as party favors since some partners enjoy sucking on a used pad moist with his lover’s vaginal discharge. All the girls had all gone to Body Buffers several days before for a complete body wax except for scalp hair and eyebrows so our mons pubes  could be gripped comfortably by the stretchy panty and latex catsuit and not catch on bush stubble. Having satin smooth pubs for a partner to caress is such a turn-on!

Thanksgiving cycles and Ben Wa Balls:  On Thanksgiving day I was CD12 and fertile which meant that Bea, Cyndi, Odette and Odile whose cycles are in synchrony with mine were fertile as well. Willow, who got her GyneFix only two weeks ago, may well be fertile and not have needed to wear their ballet class sets for lubrication as they were draining FCM, but for Gigi who was luteal and me with an Oves screwed down tight on my cervix additional natural lube was good so I wore the standard training set of 1.0 inch diameter (.65 oz each) solid Pyrex Ben Wa balls to stay lubricated and to enjoy moving them up and down my birth canal to gently caress my G-spot when I wasn’t with a man. Fiona and Marie-Claude were both menstrual and were wearing Diva cups so were not wearing training balls, but would switch to Milex wide seal Omniflex diaphragms for flow control during penetrative sex.

Additional guests at our feast:  Paul, the Swan Twins father, called to say he would be in town for a day or two and I invited him for Thanksgiving dinner. He needed a partner so I asked Gigi, Jacques daughter and a 4^th form student at St Lucy’s, if she would be his partner and she was thrilled to be included in an adult gathering. She has a clean STI panel, has had all her Gardasil shots, has a GyneFix implanted and tested negative for hCG so she was quite safe having sex with unprotected men. She is seventeen so is legal for sex if not with someone having supervisory authority over her so she was perfect for Paul, who returning readers will remember lusts after his daughter Odile. Since I was planning on us all to having multiple partners we all used prefilled disposable applicators of DiveGel+ which has a pH balancer in it to minimize the likelihood of any of us getting a yeast infection from so many different unprotected partners.  

Sitting around my Thanksgiving table were: 1 Fiona (Cyndi’s mom) and Maj. Colin Tree; 2 Ondine, (Willow’s mom) with Jacques, Gigi’s father and a former lover of mine as her partner; 3 Cyndi & Chris (our male Gyn); 4 His Grace and Marie-Claude a member of my ballet troupe and former Paris Opera Ballet dancer. I put Marie-Claude with him because he thinks a French accent is sexy and doesn’t need his performance enhancing med when he’s fucking a French girl. The things a procuress needs to know! Go figure! Then 5 Pirate and Yardley; 6 Adolph and Abigail (the manager of The Lorelei); 7&8 Odette and Odile (With the Gemini, Castor and Pollux who have been ardent in their continuing pursuit of the Swan twins), 9 Jack and me and 10 Paul and Gigi since she looks a lot like the swan twins and acts like Odile and 11 last but not least Willow and Mitch.

Screened, auditioned, protected and costumed: The ten all female waitstaff for Thanksgiving dinner at my home were thoroughly screened having to pass a full STI panel and test negative for hCG, but that wasn’t all. They had to audition for a spot on the serving staff as I was looking for specific height, weight and body types and be able to stand and walk confidently in ballet boots for long intervals w/o sitting down. Since they were already performers in training as escort candidates and were expected to wear costumes and do more than wait tables their roles fell under the union contract definition of a performance so I had to pay the ones chosen union scale actress wages.  

The women auditioned in their escort trainee standard black latex catsuits with relief zippers and full back-zip hoods with only eyes, mouth and nostril opening and black latex gloves, ball-gag and ballet boots by Gepetto which are all part of a women escort trainee’s wardrobe.  So it was impossible to tell by looking at them who was wearing the catsuits when the hoods gloves and boots were all being worn. Of course the catsuits have RFID chips in them identifying the person to whom the suit was sold. And four of the women trainees who I picked were very close to the height, weight, body style, carriage and gait of Odile, Gigi, Willow and me. The waitstaff also wore penetrator plugs - they usually wear them when working at Naughty Pleasures to prevent being penetrated when groped by lounge customers – as I expected the same from some of my male guests, and I was right, not that I cared since I just  used the plug to help identify the wearer.

The diaphragms and plugs that escort candidates, St Lucy’s students and my wards and I wear have RFID chips in them and so do the Penetrators the selected waitstaff, wore since they were escort candidates. The chips enable security to tell who the device belongs to and to record their entry and exit through limited access (monitored) doors. I have an RFID reader app on my phone linked to the casino database so I can scan a female waitstaff member to see if she has her device correctly inserted not just in her pocket or purse. And that holds true for my ballet dancers and wards Bea, Cyndi, Odette, Odile and Willow as well. Because, with my ballet dancers there can be insurance liabilities if under certain circumstances their sexual health isn’t properly protected. And with chips in both the catsuits and plugs I can crosscheck that the ID of the plug and catsuit match to the registered owner which minimize the possibility of fraud or a security breach.

A plan comes to fruition: Remembering Paul’s fantasy about having sex with Odile and me acting as her surrogate for him while he and I were watching her train with a mirror mounted dildo (described in my post for October 11, 2013), I had been waiting for an opportunity when my mix of guests would support a plan I had in mind to stage a series of rape fantasies and our Thanksgiving get together fit the bill perfectly. So I approached Odette, Odile, Gigi and Willow separately and in private to sound them out on how they felt about incest as I might not be able to control which man took which woman so if they participated it would be possible that during the scene they could be inseminated by their father.  

All were fascinated by the possibility of being taken forcibly (under somewhat controlled conditions) even while fertile (since they each had a GyneFix implanted) and wanted to participate. All three admitted having fantasized at one time-or-another about having sex with the man who had created her, but none had the nerve to ask her father. So I had Odile, Gigi and Willow fitted with the standard issue black latex escort trainee catsuits, hoods and gloves that as training assistants they hadn’t been kitted out with. They already had All-Flex Breeding diaphragms and ball-gags.

Rape in latex & ballet boots – the fantasy: You know it’s a fantasy when the woman who is being attacked while wearing ballet boots with her feet unrestrained doesn’t try to shred her attacker’s legs with her 7 inch spike heels, which in the case of our waitstaff and women guests were Gepetto’s titanium spikes with the optional lace cutter edges.  Actually I don’t think the men gave it much thought, thinking if the woman’s legs were spread and he was between them with her pressed hard against a wall, he was safe when actually that position gives her better access to his calves, Achilles tendons and to a lesser extent his hamstrings to destroy them with her heels.

The men I know seem to like rape fantasies with dancers wearing black ballet boots rather than pointe shoes. I think that’s because ballet boots have a reputation as erotic bondage footwear worn by naughty or submissive women especially if the boots are locked so they can’t be taken off. And quality ballet boots properly sized and correctly laced can be worn more or less successfully for sex on their toes by far more women than can stand en pointe in pointe shoes, (even Gaynor Mindens) for 20 minutes to give a man her tightest grip during ballet sex.  Pointe shoes are far more ‘good girl’ feminine footwear, but so few women have the strength and stamina to provide and enjoy penetrative sex when entered from behind while en pointe holding on to a barre that ballet boots are the default footwear for many women who can be properly fitted in good quality boots that provide both toe and ankle protection.

Dressers and dressing room performances: In support of the waitstaff and guests wearing latex catsuits I had three Dressers and a Costumer to help the girls into their latex costumes and ballet boots and repair or replace any garment that tore. Fortunately none did. The Dressers also polished the catsuits once they were on properly and comfortable so the suits shone like onyx mirrors. Well, ‘comfort’ in a latex catsuit is in the mind of the wearer. In my experience it’s the erotic feel of the rubber gripping my body that outweighs any discomfort in being encased in really stretchy rubber that is a huge turn-on!

The waitstaff dressing room had the HD cams on to let my male guests watch the girls dress, a sort of porn-lite as the girls checked the integrity of the domes and inserted their All-Flex breeding diaphragms - which readers will remember are intentionally sized two sizes smaller than the correct size so a partner can more easily under-thrust the rim and fill the dome with his seed. They were checking the pulls on the relief zippers to make sure they were opening easily, inserting their vaginal plugs  and ball-gags (to prevent them from speaking during the entire evening) and adjusting the head harnesses and icing their nipples through the latex to get them hard and erect before appearing in the dining room.  

To minimize production of nasal mucus and ease breathing and help with jaw discomfort with a ball gag inserted tightly between the jaws the waitstaff took decongestant tablets and 800 mg of ibuprofen 30 minutes before dinnertime as did Gigi, Odile, willow and I. I had the rubber-girls dressing room feed on a sixty inch flat screen in the media room to encourage my male guests to lust for rubber sheathed pussy. I’m pleased to say that the dressing room feed was more heavily watched than any of the day’s football games. I Thought Paul would be a rabid football fan, but he like the European men was fascinated by what they called the ‘latex pussy feed’.

I thought I might get some pushback from some of my women guests, specifically Fiona, but it turned out that the girls were as interested in watching rape fantasies being played out as were the men. Possibly because they thought the women ‘victims’ were professional escorts and wanted to see how a professional handled a situation like that.

Place cards: The place cards for our Thanksgiving feast for Jack, Jacques and Paul had a number underneath that gave him his place (first second or third) as an ‘attacker’ in the rape fantasy supposedly involving member of the waitstaff whose physical characteristics matched that man’s daughter.  Jack, Jacques and Paul were seated at different points around the table and away from their partners as were the other men to share all the men with all the women. After the meal the place card holders were turned over and the lucky men were identified. Earlier Odile, Gigi, Willow and I had all gone to the ladies room together, as women are want to do more to gossip about the men than anything else, but of course we were actually speed dressed in our black latex catsuits, hoods, gloves, ballet boots and ball-gags. Our latex skins rubbed to a high gloss with latex polish and our nipples iced to make them erect and easily seen through the latex membrane of our suits. Gigi went first as her waitstaff double since Jacques had the lowest number so he was the first attacker.

 





A ball gag and harness similar to the ones worn for the rape fantasies on Thanksgiving

Gigi is raped: The attack began in the hall between the kitchen and dining room the walls of which had been padded with new furniture blankets, the kind that moving companies use to prevent furniture being transported in a van from being damaged. Gigi came out of the kitchen supposedly to clear tables and Jacques passed her in the hall only to turn immediately grab the neck strap of her ball-gag harness and slam her into the wall. While she was disoriented he hustled her through a side door into a corridor feeding my three encounter sallies and into the first one where he spun her around slammed her back against the mirrored wall kicked her feet apart to spread her lags and feeling for the pull tab on her relief zipper jerked it down exposing the head of her Penetrator.

He told me later that her scent was a delight, a mixture of fear, estrogenic sweat, latex, rubber polish and the musk of her vaginal secretions when he slipped his finger into the removal tab lying flat on her perineum and pulling down and forward pulled out her plug dripping with her natural arousal secretions. He tossed it on to the closed lid of a nearby piano and unzipping his trousers freed his erection from the Speedo slingshot he favors before spreading her labia and began inserting himself.  Gigi made no attempt to struggle though she did adjust her hips to try and minimize having her cervix battered and in the dining room we could hear her muffled moans, screams and mewing when he gave her a massive G-spot orgasm that made her go weak so she had to lock her knees to prevent collapsing and her strong contractions milked his shaft sucking his ejaculate out and he filled the dome of her breeder with his sperm during which his thrusts lifted her off the floor and she worried about being thrust-dropped on to one of his feet with a boot heel. She said later that being thrust-dropped in tightly laced ballet boots was a lot more comfortable than while wearing Gaynors. It was over very quickly, in less than ten minutes and the rest of us watched the HD salle cam feed festinated as he raped her.

Willow bends: Willow was supposed to be next, but she decided against incest with Jack and her waitstaff double took her place. No one watching the salle cam feed knew there had been a change in the cast. I have mixed feelings about her withdrawal from the game, but I understand her drives aren’t as strong as mine were for sex with my father as she was never intentionally banished and had nothing to prove as I continually tried to do with my father.

Jack took Willow’s waitstaff double similarly to how Jacques had done, grabbing the neck strap of her ball gag harness and throwing her against the wall to disorient her. Even though a woman knows what’s going to happen it’s really hard not to react defensively and try and stop the attack. A good actress she handled the role well and he hustled her into salle #2 and over to the barre where he used cable ties to bind her wrists to the barre kicked her legs apart, jerked open her relief zipper and grabbing the removal tab on her plus pulled down while pushing forward and the locking ridge popped out from behind her pubic bone and the plug slipped into his hand.. He unbuckled her ball gag harness and pulling the ball from between her teeth shoved her plug still dripping her vaginal secretions into her mouth and told her not to spit it out while he fucked her. She nodded her obedience.  Jack being a very well endowed man and basically gentle with women penetrated his ‘victim’ from behind while she was bent over holding on to the barre, a position where gravity pulls the uterus down and forward keeping the cervix further out of the way of a thrusting penis. As with Jacques Jack’s rape was over in less than ten minutes. Leaving her with a breeder filled with his semen and moaning in ecstasy still with the strong contraction from the three vaginal orgasms he had given her. She said later she thought playing the role of a rape victim enabled her to enjoy sex with him far more than if he had just asked her for it.

Paul’s piece: Paul was last and Odile was entheuastic taking the place of her waitstaff double and as with the two previous girls she was grabbed by the neck strap of her ball gag and thrown into the wall, her arm twisted up behind her back and was forced at a run into salle #3 where she appeared on the salle-cam and we could see her trying to scream around her ball gag and drooling saliva down her chin and onto the polished latex encasing her breasts while her father unzipped his slacks and pulled out his fully erect shaft dripping pre-ejaculate.

He quickly opened Odile’s relief zipper slipped a finger in the removal loop of her plug and yanked it out and while we watched her try to gasp and moan around the saliva coated red ball of her gag. As her plug slipped into Paul’s hand she immediately began to drip cervical and vaginal secretions as she was fertile and very aroused to find herself actually having sex with her father during a rape fantasy. He slipped his hands under her buttocks and lifting her waist high, commanded “fit me inside you” which she did then wrapped her legs around his waist and held on to his shoulders as he pushed her against the mirrored wall and fucked her brains our after quickly under thrusting her breeder All-Flex. He has amazing stamina and when he was through with her he had gotten off in her three times in thirty minutes and had kept her in a near state of constant orgasm so she couldn’t stand up when he tried to put her down. At that point I was still dressed in latex with my ball gag in so I went in and helped him support Odile as we walked her back to the women’s dressing rooms where she rested while the rest of us stripped off our catsuits, showered and changed back into our dinner clothes. Willow, who had stayed in the dressing room and Gigi went back in with the rest of the guests while I stayed with Odile until she felt strong enough to shower and dress after which we returned to the party where the men were back watching football.

Saint Andrew’s Day in Scotland and the winter solstice:  November 30 was the feast day of St. Andrew, the patron saint of Scotland.  Himself wasn’t upset at missing the 2013 celebration. Much of his land is in Scotland obtained through family marriages over the centauries, but his Dukedom is English. He is far more concerned that I and the girls participate in the ceremonies at Location Z (on a mountain top overlooking Loch Broom on the west coast of Scotland) to celebrate the 2013 winter solstice which occurs on Saturday December 21, 2013 at 5:11 PM UTC.

The Brits all went back east aboard ‘Limnaea’ on Monday December 2^nd. Maj. Tree was dropped off at Dulles and the plan refueled while Fiona and Cyndi went back to enroll Cyndi at Cambridge. Undine was to perform again in mid December while Himself and Jack were going out to  the lodge outside Ullapool.

All in all I think Thanksgiving went well. In the rape fantasies I got two for three and I still think I can get Willow to participate in rape fantasies. One thing I did find out is that she really likes wearing latex! So there is something I can work with as we continue to bond.

Boot Fondle fetishists

An escort Training Assistant booting up for work

Ballet, ballet-boots and antibiotics: Fluorquinolone antibiotics such as Ciprofloxacin can cause tears in tendons. For dancers the Achilles tendon is the most likely to be affected so our sports medicine doctor has forbidden their use for my dancers and for women taking our ballet and ballet boot training.

Achilles tendons and negative heeled shoes: I’ve written before about the possible shortening of Achilles tendons from being in high heels, on pointe or in ballet boots for long intervals w/o exercising to stretch these tendons. But since I’m writing about ballet boots I’m going to  mention it again. For my circle who are on pointe for long intervals and ballet boot trainees it’s important when out of pointes and BBs that we all wear negative heel shoes to stretch our Achilles tendons as well doing stretching exercises.

Fondle fetishists: The swan twins are being stalked by two guys in their mid twenties. I first noticed it at Gepettos when Odette and Odile were being fitted for their ballet boots. The men were there with two women of about their age who were considering being fitted and they tried on several pairs of sample boots before deciding they were too expensive., The guys with them seemed to be concentrating on the twins not the girls they came with which aroused my curiosity. Then we saw the girls again in Naughty’s Boot Bar when the twins were having their boot cherries harvested. This time they were wearing lovely $800 British ballet boots and again the men were paying far more attention to Odette and Odile than to their dates much to their date’s disgust. The twins say they have seen the guys in the cafeteria on campus at UNLV, but they don’t seem to be students and they show up regularly at Yardley’s ballet boot classes which the stalkers girlfriends take. 

The twins took the guys pic with their iPhones while seeming to be taking selfies and we had our security identify them. They are the twin sons of a rival casino owner. They graduated from an Ivy-League school this past summer and work for their father in his Casino-Resort here on the Strip. At that point I decided to have a closer look at them and so I became a ‘boot-mom’ as a spectator at several of Yardley’s ballet boot stamina class, held in an encounter salle where visitors are behind a mirror so they won’t distract the students. There the guys seem to be deeply into their girlfriend’s boots and I watched them doing minor cleaning of the laces, oiling their date’s dry set of boots and then after the mid-class boot change, licking their damp toe pads and smelling the boots damp with estrogenic sweat.

But when they talked about the students it was about the twins amazing stamina and how few leg cramps they had compared to the other girls in class and when they watched the women they watched the twins and cast covetous eyes on the twins boot bags while wondering aloud if they were wearing training balls in boot class.  The girls avoid leg cramps by staying well hydrated replacing vitamins, minerals and electrolytes with sports drinks and eating bananas. The stamina comes from long hours of training so that a 90 minute boot class doesn’t leave them so leg-weary they have to take their boots off immediately or with cramping calves. Now that the twins have been on their training regimen under my supervision for two months they have been able to graduate from wearing 1.0 inch solid Pyrex balls (each ball weighing .65 oz.) to 1.0 inch solid steel balls like the rest of us (Bea, Cyndi, Anya, Yardley and me) during ballet and boot training classes. A 1.0 inch solid surgical steel ball weighs 2.153 oz., about 4.3 oz. for the set of two which because they are a quarter of a pounds we call our ‘McBalls’. And we all wear diaphragms the type depending on where we are in our cycles, menstrual or fertile or if we are training to avoid (Reflexions flat spring) or promote (Ortho All-Flex arcing spring) under-thrusting the rim.

I’m not particularly concerned about the age difference between the swan twins and their stalkers as the girls are very sophisticated and work with escort candidates that age. What I am concerned about is the guy’s absolute fascination with the women’s ballet boots. So I’m thinking these guys and perhaps their father - because I’ve heard (from Adolph who knows about these things) he is kinky in his private life - have an acute fetish-fantasy about women in ballet boots and are scouting talent for their fantasies. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, but the only other example of an ardent boot fondler that I know of is Adolph and he can be extremely perverse!  So I’m waiting for the guys, who I’ll call Castor and Pollux, The Gemini, to introduce themselves to the twins which I expect to be soon.

An expected proposition: Actually, what should happen and I’m almost certain that It will, is that Castor and Pollux will come to me to ask permission, since it’s well known in the fetish community that I’m the swan twins dominant and Mistress in all things, before approaching them as I’m convinced that the Gemini want more than just to date them. Their father knows how business relationships in the trade are conducted so I’m sure he has counseled them to explain their interest in two of the most beautiful and talented girls at UNLV, what they would expect from them and get my permission before they approach my girls. Should I say no the Gemini would be forbidden from approaching the girls. I’ve negotiated with their father before so he has surely alerted his sons that I’m a tough negotiator and I don’t play games.  

Breathless

Adrift

The Illustration: Original artwork entitled ‘Adrift’ by the artist “HD”.  I’m grateful to the artist for permission to use Adrift and for our chats about the dangers and thrills of diving.

Sailor girl: The other day we awoke to find a small Bristol sloop anchored near our diving buoy in the cove below my house. There was no sign of activity aboard and after breakfast Cyndi and I suited up to swim with the dolphins and stopped by the sloop on the way to the buoy. No one answered our call so we boarded from the small dive platform off the stern. There were women’s things aboard, sports clothes, swim suits, lingerie, and a well stocked slit-kit containing; a partial pack of Yaz pills, the box and empty case for a recently fitted All-Flex (it was a new Rx filled by a Spanish Town pharmacy) that she must be using for flood insurance, a packet of Japanese super sheer condoms, silicone lube and medium absorbency tampons.

But there was no sign of the woman herself and no indication of anyone else being aboard. From the gear strewn on the aft deck; a buoyancy compensator, weight belt and fins it appeared she may have gone diving w/o all the all equipment necessary to handle the tricky mix of salt and fresh water since she had anchored over the aquifer outflow. There was no diver-down flag flying from the buoy, but she had arrived at night. A solo woman sailing at night in coastal waters of the islands takes strong nerves even with GPS navigating and depth sounding equipment with which the sloop was equipped so we thought she must be a competent sailor.

Diver down: we assumed the woman had gone diving so Cyndi and I buckled ourselves into our Ladyhawk BCs and scuba sets - FFMs and 130 HP steel tanks of Nitrox (because I planned to introduce Cyndi to Junior) – put the diver-down flag on the buoy and went into the water to search for sailor girl. It didn’t take long to find her. The water is very clear. All we had to do was look down. The bottom there is at 60 feet and is smooth rock of the lava tube kept scoured of marine growth by the current. It was hard to see her at first in black neoprene against the dark rock. She wasn’t moving and there were no bubbles. She could have been holding her breath to look closely at something on the wall which she floated close to, but then I saw the yellow mouthpiece of her reg was caught in a rock cleft and she was floating in the current tethered to the wall by the hose of her reg. Her 2^nd stage getting caught in the wall was the only thing that had prevented her from being swept out to sea by the aquifer current.

I had Cyndi get a lift bag from the zodiac and tie the reel line to the dive platform of the sloop then follow me to the bottom where I was examining sailor girl.  In the cold water she hadn’t been dead long enough for rigor mortis to start as her arms and legs were fluttering in the current. We looked her over. She was wearing a black neoprene tropical weight swim-skin, hood and mask, but no gloves, booties or fins.  I was glad the crabs and fish hadn’t gotten started and there were only a few nibbles on her full lips still partially colored by bright red lipstick which also coated the mouthpiece of her reg.  She had a pretty face and a figure that would delight her male admirers if the way she filled her swim-skin was any indication. But she was far past that now her body only good as food for the marine life in the cove if we didn’t recover it and report her death to the authorities. I was surprised her mask was not flooded. Her eyes were wide seemingly in a look of surprise and her mouth was open with tiny fish swimming in and out.  I slipped a line from the lift bag under the shoulder straps of her tank, tied it off securely, pried the mouthpiece of her reg out of the wall fissure, hit the inflate button on the lift-bag cylinder and up we went.

Body aboard: With sailor girl on the surface I used the small winch to lift most of her weight as we guided her aboard and laid her on the deck. I turned her over on her side to get as much water out of her throat as possible and found she was draining huge black clots of blood. I was proud of Cyndi, she wasn’t squeamish about helping with the corpse, but of course she has been around Adolph and dead bodies before (almost always girls) and there was no odor of decay as yet so I was proud of how at 18 she handled the situation. We stripped off sailor girl’s expensive swim-skin which was Cyndi’s size and I checked sailor girl’s vagina to see what she had been wearing. As I suspected it was a 70 mm All-Flex, but she also had a tampon inserted with the strings tucked inside (so they didn’t wick sea water into her vagina) a trick professional escorts use to prevent liquefied semen from staining tight clothing if they have to be out and about before the last of a clients ejaculate drains out. Having no need for either I put the All-Flex and tampon back inside her, then radioed the local constabulary. While we waited we looked, but sailor girl seemed to have no ID, driver’s license, credit cards, boat rental papers (I’d recognized the sloop as a rental from Spanish Town) or anything with her name on it to tell us who she was

As a well known friend of the Duchess, who is a full time resident on Virgin Gorda, I had no problem explaining how we found sailor girl and asked that we be told what her cause of death was. The police seemed more interested in trying to find drugs (which they didn’t) than dealing with yet another diving fatality, but they did take the body away and returned the rental boat to the marina at Spanish Town. No one asked about her missing wetsuit though from the lividity marks on the body it was obvious she had been wearing one when she died. My guess, from the blood in her throat is that she had a rare pulmonary aneurism which burst from the water pressure, but who she was, what caused her to come here and dive in the first place w/o her BC and fins is a puzzlement.  

 

Breeding fantasies

The Greek Witch/Goddess Circe in her lair

Circe’s Lair: Readers may recall that in Greek mythology Circe was a powerful witch, Homer called her a Goddess, who transformed her enemies or those who offended her into tame animals. Circe’s Lair, our private costume encounter club, gives women an opportunity to act out that fantasy with men by giving them so much sex it drains them of their energy. A talented woman with stamina can turn a man who thinks himself a tiger in bed into an exhausted pussy.

In a comment on another post I was asked: “Do any women you know get off on either real preg. risk sex or protected pretend preg risk sex?” My answer was, not many. However, I think there are instances (and surroundings matter here) where while starting with the best intention to be cautious a woman can be lured into an encounter of far greater risk than she is prepared for. Such a place for high risk assignations is our new encounter lounge, Circe’s Lair. That’s because some adventuresome women overestimate their stamina and the effectiveness of their contraceptive protection. When that happens with a potent and determined man as a partner a woman who was having fun when she thought she was the predator can easily become prey and her fantasy can turn very scary if she isn’t careful. Of course some of us are into casual sex for just that sort of adrenaline high. Termination is the answer if a guest is left with something growing in her uterus so there is no real problem if the woman is prepared for that possibility.

STIs and vaccines: Circe’s Lair caters to the 25 – 35 demographic of young, adventuresome, assertive women from the arts and healing professions and the men they attract, but couples are also welcome. Guests are required to have a current clean STI Panel on file and we prefer our women guests to have had all three shots of the Gardasil HPV vaccine. To encourage them having Gardasil injections we give them 20% off alcoholic beverages. Their vaccine status is coded into the chip on their wristbands. Men get 10% off alcohol for having all their Gardasil shots, but few do.

Costumes: Women are encouraged wear any costume they like. Latex catsuits, lash-leathers, neoprene wetsuits (usually just a beavertail jacket) or nylon/spandex Zentai all appear in the Lair with some frequency as well as women dressed as Superheroines like Wonder Woman and of course the traditional ballerina look with tights, tutu and tiara. A few will even wear their pointes if they took ballet in school. Most professional dancers don’t want to go out socially in pointe shoes unless they intend to have ballet sex and then they will carry them in their tote until it’s time to go en pointe.  And the lady Godiva look with just a vaginal plug and long hair to conceal her charms is quite common.  All the costumes have one thing in common, easy access to the wearer’s vulva for PVI, penile/vaginal intercourse.

Unintended breeding: I’ve spent enough time in the Lair that I can easily spot returning men who are players, even if they are masked. I love watching their technique to get selected by different women each time. I like playing with a man with that sort of appetite (needing to pollinate as many lovely blossoms as he can) and when I’m in Circe’s alone I will sometimes pick one and put myself in his way, knowing full well if he starts a conversation he would like nothing better than to leave his seed in my tubes and have me conceive.

Some players frequenting Circe's have been successful in that way with pick-ups because at least two women I’ve seen with known breeders at Circe’s have had abortions at our clinic and we have had complaints from other women who claim they conceived from an encounter while in the Lair. Consensual sex can be risky even with the best contraception and if the man is riding bareback pregnancy can be a relatively common side effect even for women on the pill. That should be considered before, not after an encounter. We do offer free emergency contraceptives, Plan B One-Step, to all women guests as they prepare to leave Circe’s so we have done all we can.

For readers wondering why women still get preggers when on the pill it’s mainly because they are not using it correctly like; missing pills, throwing up within 2 hours after taking the pill or taking meds or supplements that decrease the effectiveness of the hormones. And taking meds that reduce the effectiveness of hormonal methods extends to the Marina IUD, Nexplanon and the shot as well. Too, other methods also fail. There was the couple where the man had had a vasectomy. Unfortunately he had been sniped only the week before and he was still shooting live loads when he mounted her bareback at Circe’s. She declined Plan B and got preggers. And Circe’s has its share of condom failures, but as I mentioned all the ladies are handed Plan B before they leave.  

Player mind-fucked with a Breeding diaphragm: This past week after getting back from the Scottish highlands I was premenstrual. At that time and when menstrual (I’m CD 3 today) I’m at my secondary libidinal peak and badly in need of intimate male attention and Jack was still in the UK. I wasn’t looking for Mr. Right I just needed Mr. Right Now! So I prepared carefully then went hunting at Circe’s Lair. First I removed my latex Reflections death rubber. Then I selected a breeding diaphragm (a silicone All-Flex 2 sizes smaller than my correct 80mm size) applied pre-seed which has somewhat  the consistency as FCM in the dome and inserted it.   I told my prey, the man who selected me, that I had short cycles and was not only menstrual but fertile as well. A player’s rep gets around so I knew he was into menstrual sex, but since I was fertile he seemed to tolerate the diaphragm. However, I knew better since he had already under-thrust the rims of two other Circe’s guests All-Flex diaphragms and one had conceived from the sperm he left in the dome.

I was barelegged wearing a red cotton/Lycra thong under a skin-tight gold lamé tee worn as a tunic over a front closure sports bra with old soiled red Gaynors on my feet so I could be taken from behind while on my toes, in my fave ballet-sex position. I guided him to a small encounter salle with a mirror and barre. I went over to the barre did a few leg stretches then rose en pointe and leaning back against the barre pulled him into my arms.  He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth while reaching between my legs to pull the fabric of my thong to one side, inserted two fingers in me felt the rim of my All-Flex and nodded saying that I was well protected, which told me he knew the diaphragm I was wearing wouldn’t save me from what he planned.

By then he was rock hard. I unzipped his slacks and eased his woodie into my hand. He was un-cut and lovely with pre-cum causing his glans to glisten even in the subdued light.  I turned to face the barre en pointe a la seconde and bent over the barre holding on with one hand while I helped him enter me with the other. I gasped in delight as with a single stroke he fully penetrated me! He was quite thick and just long enough to fit snugly into my anterior fornix, his first few thrusts were along the long axis of my birth canal, but then he altered his angle and I helped by arching my back so he was thrusting into my anterior wall.

Under-thrust: On the third thrust at that angle I felt the rim flex as his glans pushed under the rim and I knew he had penetrated my protection as I’d planned so we were skin-on-skin with his glans and frenulum against my G-spot. After he was under the rim I lowered my back and let him work on my G-spot and squeezed each time he sank his glans in my anterior fornix mixing his pre-cum with my menstrual discharge and the pre-seed. He kept moaning and whispering what a tight fuck I was, which was the whole point of me ripple gripping him after I had let him under-thrust my breeder. It took only 5 minutes to get him off even though he is known as having marvelous control. I wondered how long he had been w/o release as his spend filled the dome and gushed out around his shaft running down my thighs and splattering my GMs with pink tinted ejaculate.

I was pleased he made no attempt to withdraw and stayed hard inside me as he recycled for another try at immortality. He was as good the second time as the first, but his third attempt failed miserably and I did all the work ripple gripping him as he clung to me like a drowning man to a reed. The third time he came I think he nearly fainted and he struggled to stay on his feet while holding on to me. When he pulled out he was completely exhausted. I quickly slipped my thong back in place so the absorbent gusset could collect but barely contain the amount of bloody coital discharge. I could hear and feel it squish as I walked to the loo to use a bidet, change thongs and insert my death rubber again.  

Afterward:  I don’t usually socialize with a casual sex partner after an encounter, but I was worried that I had been too much for him and he might collapse so I had a drink with him afterward and I was shocked when he showed me pics of his wife (a gorgeous 26 y/o dancer I know who works at another casino) who is 3 months along with their second child and their 6 month old son. Irish twins! So much for lactational amenorrhea as an effective contraceptive method!

It’s not as though He and I were discreet either. Everyone at Circe’s who might have been interested saw us! He is a gambling equipment salesman and is over here often which may explain his time in the clubs, but not his time in different women’s vaginas.  What kind of man shows the woman he just told she was “the best fuck I’ve ever had” pics of his family? I think he has a mortality complex; that is he thinks he is going to die soon and wants to leave as many children with as many different women as possible. He is convinced that he has impregnated me and wanted to know if I would keep it if he caused me to conceive. I just smiled and patted his hand. When I seduced him I didn’t know I’d be fucking a friend’s husband, but it’s happened before. It’s just one of those things that happen out here.

Age lowered for EC w/o Rx, Readers questions

The Emergency Contraceptive Plan B One-Step

The Photo: The FDA last week reduced that age from 17 to 15 for girls to get Plan B w/o an Rx. The request had been placed by the maker, Teva Pharma, months ago and Plan B is the only EC pill for which the no Rx age was reduced. Next Choice a Plan B generic (for the original Plan B two pill regimen) wasn’t approved because it is still has a two pill regimen and was thought too complicated for 15 y/o to use correctly in a stressful situation and ella requires an Rx for women of any age.  

A frequent reader (Master Paul) asks: “Do you actually ever go totally bareback and unprotected? If so what CD is it, how often and when was it last done?  …how do you feel, react when you get inseminated knowing a baby may very well result? I am into breeding sex so I find pregnancy risk fucking to be the ultimate in sexuality. I know how it feels from the man's perspective, but from the woman's? I hope you can go into details on a few preg risk fucks, that is if you have ever gotten hot enough to enjoy the ultimate in human sexuality. Lusting to take you totally bare and unprotected.”

I’ve written previously about the male drive to impregnate during casual sex. This reader is more honest about discussing his cravings than most, but from my experience in discussing this with my partners the desire to impregnate his partner is almost certainly universal, if some times subconscious, in straight men even when the couple both use protection. I think that’s especially true for married men in adulterous relationships subconsciously wanting to ensure his genes survive through multiple women.  

Pregnancy risks of unprotected sex: If a woman has unprotected sex on her most fertile day of one cycle, her chances of becoming pregnant are: 50% if she is 19 to 26 years old,  40% if she is 27 to 34 years of age, and  30% if she is 35 to 39 years old. So at 42 my chances are about one in three if I’m caught unprotected on my most fertile day.

I try never to get caught unprotected and I’m far better at it now than I used to be. That’s one reason I wear a latex flat spring ‘death rubber’ diaphragm, to moderate my behavior, because when I was on the pill I found myself starting a new pack late and ovulating, in addition to the hormones killing my libido. And after that I wasn’t consistent in using a Prentif cap either. I’m so aroused and confident wearing a death rubber with a good silicone based 4% O9 spermicide, DiveGel+, in the dome knowing that I’m well protected at all times. Of course with a latex flat spring diaphragm I’m also protected from a man under-thrusting the rim and leaving semen in the dome. A flat spring diaphragm won’t distort due to water pressure when diving below 30 feet so it also provides flood insurance to prevent having water forced into my uterus during dive-sex if my vagina floods.

My replies to Master Paul’s questions:

1. Do you actually ever go totally bareback and unprotected? If so what CD is it, how often and when was it last done?

When I was fourteen and in ballet school a sixteen year old boy was my first lover on the roof of my dorm one summer. We were totally unprotected and I was a day or two past my period and my cycles hadn’t stabilized so I had no idea exactly where I was in my cycle. It turned out ok and then we began using condoms, but condoms were problematic because they would tear or come off inside me. At menarche the girls were all fitted with latex All-Flex diaphragms and taught to use them for flow control during menses which our Brit ballet teachers had been taught to use when they had been students. It didn’t take long for us to start using them for contraception.

The last time I had totally unprotected sex was years ago and I don’t remember the details other than afterward I worried a great deal about if I would get my period and I’m sure that the stress was what made my period late. The only truly safe time is after ovulation during my luteal phase, but I don’t trust fertility computers or FAM readings to tell me when I’m fertile because my life is so stressful. My cycles are quite regular, but I can never be certain when I could be so stressed that it will affect when I ovulate. As I said that hasn’t happened yet, but as I age it is becoming more likely.

I do recall an encounter in 2008 when I was still wearing a latex All-Flex arcing spring diaphragm. A lover intentionally under-thrust the rim and came in the dome while I was fertile. I was using a silicone vaginal jelly, DiveGel+ (its currently in clinical trials) that contains a spermicide which immobilizes sperm that probably prevented me from conceiving, because when I removed the diaphragm in addition to fertile cervical mucus there was liquefied spermicide, natural arousal lube and semen in the dome. An All-Flex is the easiest rim to under-thrust and a major reason I switched to a flat spring rim which as I mentioned earlier along with being the most difficult to under-thrust the rim will not distort when worn on dives below ten meters.

Recently, when I thought I would be asked to marry into a dynastic family, I was asked to have my reproductive tract checked to see if I could produce an heir. All the tests showed my hormone levels were excellent, my tubes clear and everything seemed to be working correctly. Given the level of my libido and the number of unprotected men I’ve known even as careful as I’ve been I’ve also been very lucky, which is why I’m obsessive/compulsive about consistently wearing a well fitting cervical barrier. I’d really hate to test one morning and find I have an evaporation line on the test strip. Not that I would keep it, but I wouldn’t want to break my record of thousands of encounters w/o a problem and have an ‘Oops‘on my record.

2. How do you feel, react when you get inseminated knowing a baby may very well result?

As I mentioned above at my age, statically I have less that a 30% chance of becoming preggers if I used no protection at all on my most fertile day. With a latex diaphragm and spermicide being 94% effective when used correctly that 30% drops to less than 2%, a risk I’m willing to take. I do like the adrenaline rush and tingle in my belly when a man is planting hundreds of millions of sperm as deep in me as he can and I remember that there is even that slight chance,  I enjoy that rush because among other things I’m an adrenaline junkie. 

3. Lusting to take you totally bare and unprotected

I understand your desire and applaud your willingness to talk openly about it. However, a totally unprotected encounter with me will only be in your fantasies. I plan never again to be taken unprotected unless I marry and my husband and I are trying to conceive.

Callisto

Jupiter as Diana seduces Callisto

The photo: Jupiter and Callisto by Francois Boucher oil on canvas. Dimensions: 72 x 98 cm, completed in 1744. It’s in the Pushkin Museum of Fine Art, Moscow, Russia. In Greek mythology Callisto (or Kallisto) was a nymph of Artemis. Transformed by Zeus into a bear and set among the stars, she was the bear-mother of the Arcadians, through her son Arcas.

Fitting the enemy: Guess whose legs were in the stirrups on my exam table a few days ago? She is new to the clinic and rather than being randomly assigned to me had asked for me specifically, which aroused my curiosity as I know most of the women who have asked to be fitted by me. They are either existing patients or referrals from friends and are on my schedule well in advance. She was a walk-in and amazingly I had a cancellation. Her name is Callisto, from Greek Mythology, and she is gorgeous 5’9” raven haired ex-dancer though too tall for classical ballet. She works as a project manager for a well known aerospace company that recently got a large contract at the RPV (remotely piloted vehicle - drone) control base north of town. She came in for an annual pelvic and to check the fit of an old latex Ortho All-Flex that she was fitted for in 2007. She is currently using the single rod implant Implanon the 3 year effectiveness of which is due to expire next month. She said she is planning to start a family soon so wants to go back to using a diaphragm and spermicide combination to allow time for her natural cycles to resume and stabilize before she tries to conceive.

I fit her with a 70mm All-Flex as she said she isn’t into fetish sex for which Reflexions would have been a better choice and suggested she use ContraGel, a natural ingredients spermicide that uses lactic acid as the active ingredient. Blushing, she also asked what I would advise for pelvic muscle toning. So I suggested two sets of Ben Wa balls. The first a set of individual 1.0 inch Pyrex glass balls each weighing .65 oz as a starter set as she was rather tight to begin with and then a set of .75 inch chrome steel balls each weighing 1.0 oz. once she can manipulate the Pyrex set confidently and won’t expel them if she coughs or sneezes. She bought both at the clinic’s toning boutique before she left.

We seemed to be getting along well and at the end of her fitting as she dressed she said “You don’t know who I am, do you?” That caught me off guard and I said, “I know only what you’ve put in your medical record and told me about yourself.” To which she replied, “I’m Brian’s wife.” And my day had been going so well up to that point! She was my last patient of the day and I had planned to spend several hours window-shopping the Spring fashions, but she asked if I had time to talk and since she appeared to have her emotions under control and her clutch was too small to conceal a gun I thought since I’m fucking her husband why not listen to what she has to say. So I asked if she would like to go with me to Panera (the bread place) on West Lake Mead Blvd, where they have wonderful salads and she followed me in her rental. I love their French bread and with my metabolism I can get away with eating a lot of it with Boars Head roast beef, lettuce and tomato as a filling.

Over coffee and a salad at Panera she told me why she had tracked me down. She and Brian have been married for 6 years and she had known for the last three that he was having affairs with some of his former ballet students while touring schools auditioning new students. She said she wants children and Brian does not and her biological clock is ticking. She has found a young widower, her boss (who Brian had told me was married) who loves her and has asked her to marry him and she intends to divorce Brian.

Pillow talk: She said she wondered what I was like, since he has talked about me in his sleep and has even mentioned me and my success as a dancer to her while in bed together and how tight my grip is. I thought my face was on fire I was blushing so badly. Here I am sitting across the table from a woman whose husband is fucking me every chance he gets and she’s telling me he has compared her vaginal grip to mine and he told her I’m much tighter. Which she said is why she asked me how she could tone her muscles to increase her grip. She asked if I was seriously interested in Brian as a husband because he would be available soon. We both agreed that while he is a truly fantastic lover and sex with him is awesome, neither of us wants him as a husband. However, we both want to continue having sex with him, at least for now. We agreed to keep in touch and strange as it may seem I think we parted friends.

No-fault divorce: She’s going to file for divorce in California, which is a no-fault state, citing irreconcilable differences as the reason. The earliest she can expect the court to grant the divorce is six months and she intends to settle with Brian well ahead of that so that she should be free to marry again some time in the fall. She has had a private investigator photographing his assignations for the past few months and thinks he will settle quickly if she agrees to keep his serial infidelities from becoming public knowledge, which would destroy his career. Fortunately she doesn’t seem to know about his fondness for the private coaching sessions with selected student ‘muses’. She has already broached the subject of divorce with Brian which may explain why he seems to have become extremely attentive to my needs while still fucking as many of his ‘muses’ as I will allow him access to.

The Rite of Spring: Jack was here for the ceremony of planting the first seeds of Spring to celebrate the Vernal Equinox on March 20th, which he did with me having an Oves screwed down tight on my ripe cervix because I was CD13 and ovulated the next day. It was a quiet gathering of like minded friends. After the ceremony we feasted on venison steaks and mead. Not a typical modern western U.S. breakfast, though ham and eggs were available. The venison (Red Deer Jack killed on his father’s estate, aged and shipped in especially for the occasion) and mead linked us to the ancients in whose footsteps we follow.

Spring break and viruses: UNLV is on Spring Break this week and Mumps is on campus and at St Lucy’s as well. The two shot combination measles-mumps-rubella (MMR) vaccine is about 88% effective. So even though all our students have been vaccinated Mumps has infected a few girls at St Lucy’s and they have been quarantined because of potentially serious side effects if an adult gets Mumps. The incubation time is about three weeks so it will take a while for the virus to work its way through vulnerable students and faculty. Fortunately I had Mumps after getting the vaccine when I six and living with my parents in Southwest Virginia so I’m not likely to get it again.