Showing posts with label Capezio. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Capezio. Show all posts

Friday, August 28, 2015

Copper IUDs, menstrual gushing and Celestial events planning


A pair of my ‘alpha and omega’ leather pointes

The photo: A pair of special makeup Capezio Aerial style 191 in black leather. I have a few pairs I wear on solemn occasions; ceremonies such as christenings and funerals. I call them my Alpha and Omega shoes because in them I celebrate the beginning and the end of life. I wear black leather pointes made of traditional materials on those occasions (with fitted slacks over tights) to experience their discomfort. I see it as a masochistic offering of joy to welcome a new life entering the world or in sorrow with the family who lost a member to death.

Copper IUDs, menstrual cups and gushing: A copper ParaGard T380a IUD with a frame is more likely to cause heavier bleeding during menstruation than does a frameless standard 6 bead GyneFix 300. The mini-GyneFix 4 bead 200 causes almost no increase in bleeding during menstruation. Heavier bleeding and the sometimes attendant anemia can necessitate an iron rich diet to stay healthy.

This subject came to mind the other day when I was CD3 and flowing heavily with a Diva cup inserted for flow control. Fortunately Nikolai likes the scent (metallic) and taste (coppery) of my flow as well as going swimming in the ‘Red Sea’ so I have had no decrease in menstrual sex between my former lover, Marvin, and Nikolai.

My menstrual schedule for the Celestial celebrations: I am scheduled to be CD5 and nearing the end of my period on the Autumnal Equinox. For the Winter Solstice I should be CD11 and fertile, which is a very good omen! When my wards were living and training with me in Vegas they were in menstrual synchrony with me, but now their cycles are drifting as they are no longer training with me enough for my pheromones to keep them in synchrony. 

The seasons, celebrated as did the Ancients: I’m already making plans for my wards and I to celebrate the last two significant celestial events of the 2015 calendar year the Autumnal Equinox and the Winter Solstice.  The Autumnal Equinox occurs on September 23rd which is a Wednesday, and the Winter Solstice occurs on December 22nd which is a Tuesday. As we have for the past few years we will be celebrating sunrise at Location Z, the ancient holy site in the mountains North East of Ullapool Scotland. Getting permission from my ward’s tutors at their Universities has been no problem as they are known to be favorites of His Grace who continues to be a generous donor.

For the Autumnal Equinox my wards and I will be traveling from London to Inverness aboard ‘The Dragon’, my private rail cars, and staying with the Duke of M**** at his castle, Crag Abbey, in the mountains to the west of Loch Ness on Saturday September 19th. Then convoy to his Grace’s hunting lodge below the summit of Loc. Z on the 21st as a staging point for ascending to the celestial temple very early on the morning of the 23rd Afterward returning to Crag Abbey for a day or two of relaxation before Returning to London on Saturday the 26th. Nikolai has already been invited as everyone wants to meet the ballet star and my new lover. From the 19th to the 26th he will miss four performances of Romeo and Juliet out of a total of eighteen so he was granted leave for those.

For the Winter Solstice my wards and I will again be traveling from London to Inverness aboard ‘The Dragon’ and staying with the Duke of M**** at his castle, Crag Abbey on Saturday the 19th. Then convoy to his Grace’s hunting lodge below the summit of Loc. Z on the 20th as a staging point for ascending to the celestial temple very early on the morning of the 22nd. Afterward we will return to Crag Abbey and remain as guests of His Grace and his son Jack (one of my former lovers) until after 12th night which in 2016 is Tuesday January 5th. Nikolai was again invited as my partner. However, since the ballet will be performing The Nutcracker during December and early January he won’t be able to get away as he would miss twelve performances between 12/19/15 and 1/5/16 which the mandarins’ would quite rightly be upset about. So, Marvin, Morning Wood, will be partnering me as he won’t be teaching (at Cambridge) then since Michaelmas term ends on Friday 4 December and Lent term doesn’t begin until Tuesday 12 January. I think that will work out quite nicely as it will give Marvin and me time to reestablish our relationship and let him know he is very precious to me.

Nikolai’s sperm count: Now that I have managed my lover’s small harem so he can be ‘unfaithful’ to me during the work day, a situation I encourage to keep him sexually satisfied until we can be together during evenings and weekends, I conducted some tests of his semen with a home sperm check kit to get an idea of his sperm count and I was pleased to find he is still off the high end. I was curious to see if his sex drive is affecting his ability to father offspring. I’m sure his count has dropped some with him having an average of four acts of intercourse per day, but his enthusiasm for fucking my brains out has not diminished and the volume of semen he releases is quite high, the equivalent of a man who paces himself and amazing for a man who goes after women as though there was no tomorrow as Nikolai’s libido drives him to do.  At his latest physical he masturbated into a specimen cup and the lab did a thorough test. He had a very high sperm count per ml of ejaculate and they were all perfectly formed and strong swimmers. So my lover can be very dangerous around a fertile and unprotected female even at the pace he is setting for himself.

Thrust-drop injury in Freeds: It’s happened already! One of Nikolai’s Odalisques has dislocated a big toe in a thrust-drop injury while wearing Freed Classics. I had warned the girls in his harem as well as others that switching to Gaynor Minden pointes for ballet-sex play was what they should do. However, this woman’s shoe allowance had been spent on Freeds and she didn’t want to be out of pocket £ 86 – £95 for a pair of shoes to seduce Nikolai when she had a fresh supply of Freeds for the fall season. Obviously she wasn’t paying attention when I explained why Gaynors were far more comfortable and safer. She will not be dancing for several months and is out as one of my competitors in the scramble to take him away from me. Not that any of them stand a chance of being more than a convenient dalliance, a place holder. Fortunately I had an alternate on standby that immediately filled the injured woman’s spot in his ballet-sex harem while wearing Gaynor pointes. Once again, small women should absolutely wear GM pointes for ballet-sex with tall men to minimize the possibility of serious thrust-drop injuries.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Clever Cunts


A Costume Club encounter salle

The photo: An encounter salle in the exclusive Costume Club off Holland Park Road.  The bed faces a full length mirrored wall and barre. It is one of the club’s luxurious tryst locations for a member with a female companion to enjoy himself. The massive BDSM apparatus armoire is against the wall on the right.

The Costume Club: The Costume Club, known to it’s aficionados as Clever Cunts, is located in a large secluded Victorian mansion owned by the Barony off Holland Park Road W8 in London. The membership is by invitation only and all male. Members can bring a female guest to display, play with and possibly share with other members or enjoy themselves with a club Hostess from the large selection available each evening.  

The club specializes in unprotected sex for male members all of whom are required to have recently passed full STI panels (as are their guests) and we cater to a great many fetishes that deal with the female body, especially the reproductive tract and breasts and costumes and devices worn for their protection or to display and enhance them for the male gaze. All our hostesses have frameless, stringless copper GyneFix IUDs implanted so they can provide a client with a full range of menstrual cycle experiences from cunilingus while menstrual, drinking her flow from a menstrual cup or diaphragm and intercourse during menstruation to her fertile window where a client can lick the fertile cervical mucus out of her diaphragm insert the diaphragm in her mouth as a gag and insert himself to ejaculate into her ripe and unprotected cervix where his sperm can swim into her uterus. The copper ions from the slowly dissolving copper beads of her IUD immobilize the client’s sperm before it reached her tubes so the Hostess is usually quite safe from pregnancy.

Given a days notice Member Services can accommodate even the most obscure and taboo fantasies. Our members choosing a Hostess have a wide choice of ages, sizes and ethnic backgrounds and of costumes for her to wear from a vanilla thong bikini to latex, leather, fishnet or micro-mesh catsuits in various colors. Other popular fetish attire with which he can help her dress in for sex are; a drysuit, wetsuit, Nun’s habit or schoolgirl skirt, blouse and knee socks to name a few. There are premium services for an additional charge such as a hostess wearing a leather catsuit for a menstrual sex encounter as cleaning an Italian glove leather catsuit of menstrual blood w/o ruining it is quite expensive. And a member has a choice of which cervical barrier his hostess will wear if he is into thrusting into and splattering his seed against a protective contraceptive barrier.

 Condom fantasies: One of the favorite new member initiation tricks at Clever Cunts is for a fertile hostess to surreptitiously bite through the reservoir tip of a married (almost all of them are) client’s condom while giving him foreplay to get his pre-cum flowing and then mask the sabotage while she helps him insert himself. This allows him to spew through the ruined tip and splatter his semen into his partner’s fertile cervical mucus. Only after withdrawal will she ‘discover’ and show him the ruined tip. 

She reminds him she’s fertile, which he knew all already, and the client almost always becomes frantic as men who can afford membership in this club almost always have young families as well as money which is why he wore a condom to prevent any possibility of unintentional impregnation during ‘relaxation therapy’.  He wants her to take EllaOne, the morning-after pill, and if she conceives he will pay for an abortion as he can’t let his wife find out. Of course the Hostess is safe because she has a frameless, stringless copper bead GyneFix IUD implanted, but the client doesn’t know that and he is kept in a state of  high anxiety for the next few weeks which keeps him coming back for further trysts with the same Hostess until she gets her period. At that point he is so grateful he won’t have to pay for an abortion or worse that she would want to keep the baby that he gives her a nice bonus for his time in her saddle. Often after that sort of emotional rollercoaster initiation the new member has become emotionally bonded to ‘his’ Hostess who he thought he had impregnated and she has gained a regular and grateful client.

 Toe sucking: Toe sucking of a professional ballerina’s feet is an acquired taste. That’s because a ballerina’s feet can be covered with calluses, blisters and the blackened nails of bruised toes. But Hostesses at Clever Cunts are strong enough and young enough that pointe hasn’t ruined the beauty of their feet; or (as in my case) enough money has been spent on the wearer’s feet that they look as young as the flawless twenty-something look of her complexion. It can be a huge thrill for a man who is erotically involved with a woman’s feet to watch his partner put on her pointes and warm up for twenty minutes to get the shoes dampened with her sweat. Only then will he untie the ribbons of his partner’s Freed Classic pointes pull them off slowly one at a time and sniff the bouquet of estrogenic sweat dampened fabric, leather and melted paste.

For experienced toe-men the second shoe is not removed until he has finished with the toes on her first foot. That way the second shoe and foot stay warm and damp until he is ready to savor the scent of the warm shoe and taste the toes on the second foot. We have our hostesses default pointes as Freeds (unless a member specifies a different maker and style in advance) since the English paste moistened with estrogenic sweat provides the most intense redolent bouquet. Having removed the primary symbol of a ballerina’s power her lover feels in control as she is more vulnerable to his advances than if she could shatter his pelvis or jaw with the platform of a pointe should she unexpectedly change her mind, which occasionally happens, but not with Hostesses at Clever Cunts.

The ballet intensive and pregnancy: Some of the students at the ballet intensive that began on Monday June 29th are using weight loss pills or herbal tea to increase their metabolism to shed pounds, which can create a problem for women on hormonal birth control because it flushes the hormones out of their bodies too quickly making their protection much less effective. All the women tested negative for pregnancy when tested shortly after they arrived. This week two tested positive for Human chorionic gonadotropin (hCG) the pregnancy hormone which means their contraceptive method was compromised before they came to London for the ballet intensive. They both want to remain in class and the administrator agreed as long as they aren’t nauseous and have the stamina to keep up. Newly pregnant as they are they could have a vacuum aspiration or take Mifeprex (Mifepristone and misoprostol). If I was advising them I’d suggest they have a vacuum aspiration and get it over with quickly w/o the three day regimen of bleeding, cramping and expulsion associated with a medical termination. If they last the full time in the course and since the last day is tomorrow so they should I think both will have a vacuum aspiration before returning home. Neither student wanted to lose several days from the course while recovering from the termination while they were competing with the other students for plumb roles in the final program.

Students in traditional pointes: The two students wearing pointes made of traditional materials (Capezio 191 Aerials) for the intensive seem to have made it through successfully, but with much more discomfort that the rest of the students who are wearing Gaynor Minden shoes. Our on-site podiatrist got them through with taping, pads and pain killers. And so they along with the rest of the class are looking forward to the class recital tomorrow.  

 


Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Lovers and voyeurism as therapy


Red leather Capezio Aerials, Milex & 1 inch diam. Pyrex Ben Wa balls

The Photo: Three of my fetishes, pointe-shoes, contraceptive cervical barriers and Ben Wa balls. Special order red leather Capezio Aerial pointes, a silicone Milex Omniflex (coil spring) diaphragm and a pair of 1.0 inch Pyrex Ben Wa balls.

Breakthrough therapy with Marvin: In my last post I mentioned Marvin and my discussions about my feelings of lack purpose without a male ballet partner at the castle for training and sex.  As a therapist he understood completely. He told me that as much as he loved his ballerina wife he too had felt incomplete sexually while married to her. He had tried to get Jenna, his dead wife whose place I have taken in his imagination, to have sex with her lovers (who he knew existed) where he could watch to fulfill his voyeuristic desires and stoke his ardor for sex with her later, but she refused.

As far as Marvin’s current patients are concerned he will be assuming the patient load of a psychiatrist who specialized in psycho-sexual disorders in both male and female ballet dancers and who had retired suddenly when his health failed.    So when I brought up the fact that I wasn’t getting enough penile-vaginal intercourse he said that my having lovers was fine as long as I used protection and he could clandestinely watch. Then he went on to suggest I could help him with any of his patients who might have performance anxiety problems where the sex in that instance would be therapeutic for both the patient and me.

I let him carry the conversation since it was going far better than I had any right to expect. He suggested I could hold ninety minute sexual encounter sessions - with me wearing traditional ballet practice clothes or costumes or perhaps fetishwear in leather or latex - which we would call ‘physical therapy’ in the small ballet studio on the second floor of Blackthorn House in Belgravia. Or, if the patient required longer more intense therapy I could have him, or her (but primarily the problem seems to be with men) to the castle for a week so where we could have four encounters a day for five or six days if I felt the patient needed it.  I can’t imagine a patient needing less than a week of intense therapy of that sort and the isolated location of the castle is ideal to get away from the distractions of the city. I was delighted to see that Marvin is beginning to widen the types of clothing he finds alluring on Jenna since he specifically mentioned latex and leather which I have been slowly guiding him toward.

A win-win: I thought our agreement on my lovers and his voyeurism issue was a win-win as we definitely want to marry and have a child (to be carried by a surrogate) to assure the line of succession for the Barony. But we both need to satisfy our personal sexual needs as well. The amazing thing is that we agree on a way to do that that is acceptable to us both! I was so pleased that we could satisfy his voyeurism compulsion and stoke his ardor for me with my need for intense sex with multiple men. Readers who have been with me for years, when my blog was on Yahoo, may recall that I helped my psychiatrist back then treat sexual predators when I lived on the East Coast. So these patients with whom I will have the athleticism and art of ballet in common should be far easier to deal with.

Since his patients are seen through the clinic they will be automatically given full panel STI tests to ensure my safety. Of course I’m tasted monthly as well so the patient and I will share the results of our STI tests (if they ask) before any fluids are exchanged. As far as contraception is concerned I intend to take a virile disease free patient with him unprotected unless he prefers that we use condoms. I will wear a diaphragm or cervical cap depending on where I am in my cycle (I’m CD5 and bleeding freely as this is written) and whether we are having ballet or dive-sex.

His Grace called: Maya, the Russian Mariinsky ballerina Escort he has been fucking since well before Christmas is pregnant. He is sending her to me for a termination which she has agreed to, but she is feeling very vulnerable at the moment and since Maya and I got along well she wanted to come to me.  So much for the effectiveness of the IUD she has inserted.

In my December 28th post entitled ‘Yule at Crag Abbey’ I wrote about Maya’s IUD: “Maya has a ‘normal’ – 31mm x 24mm - German Medusa Goldring Ag+Au (silver+gold) IUD inserted from which the strings have been removed. She has been wearing it for a year w/o problems even when being thrown and landing jumps so she should be safe from pregnancy.” Well, she should have been, but there is no 100% effective method of contraception and this sort of an event keeps driving that point home. Chris, my male Gyn, will remove the Medusa as he rotated through a three week course on the Medusa IUD in Munich this past summer and he will also do the extraction of the reproductive tissue and then implant a 6 bead GyneFix copper IUD during the procedure.

 


Friday, March 29, 2013

Ballet-sex and Gaynor Minden pointes


Luxe satin supple shank Gaynors as bedshoes

Advanced training for Bea: Returning readers will remember that twenty-one St Lucy’s ballet students (seven from each of the second, third and fourth year ballet students) were chosen to participate in Brian’s technique master classes. In the three weeks he was teaching at St Lucy’s he became attracted to some of the girls more than others for their grace, musicality, strong technique and a very few additionally for their amazing pelvic grip during private coaching sessions conducted immediately after his master classes. These girls he called his ‘Muses’.

Brian in thrall: During his three week residence he became obsessed with a Muse named Bea, a second year student, who excels at academics and whose physical and mental maturity and guile belie her age. She knows just what to say, how to flirt w/o seeming to and how to gently and humorously turn away unwanted advances while making the man believe she values his attention. I see a lot of myself in Bea when I was her age and so I’m working with her to expand and perfect her range of skills. She is on an academic scholarship as her mom is in poor health and of modest means so she works part time as a specialty shop assistant at Fasteners our BDSM Boutique. She has a gorgeous Balanchine body and waxes everything but her eyelashes and scalp hair so nude she actually looks far younger than she really is. She reached menarche two years ago, at thirteen, and fortunately her cycles have already stabilized into regular 29/30 day intervals with minimal discomfort during menses that Ibuprofen will take care of. She only came to my attention recently while I watched her perform in Brian’s classes and during his private coaching sessions where she handled his size and ardor with grace dignity and good humor for such a large man in so small a woman.

The Muses and bedshoes: Bea is still growing so her body might change considerably as she ages but both her parents were small and slim, so if she wants to pursue a career as a dancer/escort it would be ideal if she were to mature with her body proportions just as they are now. I’ve come to look on her as a daughter so now that Cyndi will be leaving for Oxford in the Fall I’ve decided to take Bea under my wing and teach her all I know about seduction and launch her into society so she can make the most of her talents. I’ll love watching her cutting a swathe through the men in society breaking hearts left and right as her favors are competed for.

One of the things I’m teaching Bea is the use of Gaynor Minden pointes as bedshoes which is a particularly important use for a small woman as she is now. As Brian’s Muse she wore Gaynors for support and comfort during the facet of ballet-sex where she was penetrated from behind while en pointe, which was the only position Brian could comfortably use in a ballet studio since they weren’t in an encounter salle. The reason suede tipped Gaynors are also ideal as bedshoes is because the sueded platforms provide excellent traction on bed linens even on very high thread count and satin sheets, so allow a small woman being taken in missionary by a tall man to use her pointes to increase the range of her pelvic thrusts. Even when a tiny woman has her buns on a hard pillow it is often difficult for a tall man to penetrate her easily while they are in bed as opposed to when she’s penetrated with her legs on his shoulders or while on her back on a dinner table or on a kitchen island. So Gaynors with supple shanks can be a thrust-multiplier for small women when worn as bedshoes

Our escorts perform for clients in sueded tips and Luxe satin shoes to look their very best. Typically hard shanks are used for sex en pointe and supple shanks in bedshoes. That’s what I wear and what I’m having Bea wear to train in. The Luxe satin is an additional $5 and the sueded platforms an additional $10 USD and well worth it. Of course the school buys in quantity so we get a discount. The Luxe satin is a shimmering, plush and luxurious peach satin which self-smoothes to minimize folds and wrinkles which I think is better than the standard peach satin for ballet sex encounters because it shows off the wearer’s gorgeous legs with far fewer distracting wrinkles in the satin of her shoes. The only drawback to Luxe satin shoes is that when splattered with coitial discharge then pancaked with makeup or calamine lotion to hide the stains you lose the marvelous plush glow of the satin, but stained or pancaked shoes are still good to train in

A better shoe: My readers may recall that I wrote several years ago about wearing Capezio Glisse shoes as bedshoes and coated the platforms with several coats of liquid latex for traction. Unfortunately with wear the latex peels off and the shanks of Glisse shoes can break if the woman does a lot of pelvic thrusting when under a tall man. Gaynors with sueded tips and supple shanks avoid both those problems and last far longer than Capezios so while on a per-pair basis GMs are more expensive we have found over the long term Gaynors are less expensive because even high users buy about half as many pairs. And nap on the suede platforms can be refreshed by using a suede brush.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Treating infertility, fetishes & sexuality

Natalie Portman as Nina Sayers in Black Swan

Treating special cases of Infertility: I’ve been working as a resource for a local practice of specialists that treat infertile couples. I was asked to participate some months ago after one of the partners, an endocrinologist, and I both attended a party and knowing my interest in dive-sex he told me that he and his wife were taking lessons from a mutual friend. Once on that subject one thing led to another and he shared that he and his wife had been trying to conceive for 18 months and nothing was working so they were about to start fertility treatments in preparation for harvesting her eggs for a try at IVF.

Both had been tested extensively and nothing appeared to be wrong with her tubes, her eggs are of good quality and her cycles are regular at 30 days and her hormones are well balanced – she is 26 and seven years younger than her husband. His sperm is plentiful well formed and highly motile so there is no apparent reason for their not conceiving. He said his wife was very upset about not being able to become pregnant and I jokingly asked why he didn’t under thrust his wife’s gas-guard during an underwater encounter and fill it with semen. I said that since they had decided to try IVF that the pressure was off her for a while until she started on the fertility drugs so she wouldn’t be so stressed out worrying about if she would conceive from every act of intercourse and if he filled the dome of her diaphragm with sperm during her fertile days and she left it in place for at least eight hours.. well it wouldn’t cost anything to try and who knows what might happen.

He asked how he would go about under thrusting and told me she wore a 70 mm All-Flex when I asked what maker’s diaphragm she was fitted with. An All-Flex is ideal because it is the easiest type for a man to under thrust. I told him he should penetrate her doggie style with her bending over with her hands on her knees or with her kneeling on her hands and knees and that he should get her as aroused as possible so that with the lengthening (tenting) of her vagina along with gravity pulling her uterus deeper into her the anterior rim of her All-Flex should be far enough out of her pubic notch that, if he thrust into the anterior wall of her vagina, he should be able to easily under thrust the rim. And because he is uncut another good thing about taking her from behind during an under thrust encounter is that if he angles his shaft correctly the top of his glans pushes against the rim not the more sensitive underside so his frenulum is protected, which otherwise can be injured by hitting the rim.

When I finished giving him instructions he looked unsure of himself, blushed and wouldn’t look me in the eye. Then he looked up and asked if I would show him how the All-Flex folded. I had known him for a while and had flirted shamelessly with him at cervical barrier meeting we both attended so I knew he usually didn’t have a roving eye and was deeply in love with his wife. Even so I thought he was going ask to let him try under thrusting with me and I was ready to say yes. So I was caught off guard when he only wanted to see how the device folded. I think I was able to hide my dismay in not being able to add him to my list of conquests while I composed myself. I had a Milex Arcing spring diaphragm in my tote that I had as a backup so I got that out to use as an example. It’s not the quite the same as an All-Flex since the Milex will only fold in two places while the All-Flex will fold when compressed anywhere on the rim, which is what makes it so easy to under thrust. There are some differences between his wife’s and my pelvic anatomies. According to him she has strong vaginal muscle tone and wears a 70 mm diaphragm while I have extremely strong muscle tone and wear an 80 mm diaphragm but I showed him how it folded and he seemed satisfied, though I thought he looked at me with a particularly smoldering gaze just before we said good bye.

I didn’t hear from him again for about three months when he called to tell me his wife was eight weeks pregnant after he under thrust her gas guard during one of their dive sex encounters in the dive well of their all-weather pool. I was so pleased for them! Since then he has recommended to several infertile rubber fetish couples who enjoy wearing and thrusting into vaginal rubber that they try under thrusting to hot load the wife’s diaphragm and it has worked for at least one of them. So perhaps that’s an inexpensive and fun way to treat some cases of infertility.

Fetishes and sexuality – the discussion continues: This is the second part of a discussion between an anonymous reader (J) and me about our fetishes and sexuality. His comments have been edited to an extent.

J: “Thanks for reading and responding to my long rants! I wouldn't mind if you edited out some of my typos when you quote from them.”

If I publish this in printed form, I’m going to charge you for editing services! LOL! You are the first man who has been willing to share his thoughts in depth with me about sexuality and fetishes in general and his specifically which is why I find our discussion so fascinating.

J: “Could you go into detail about not so much as learning a technique used in fetish.. and there are many of them from getting into rubber, whipping and so forth but how one actually fetishes or turns activities which in themselves are not sexual to be experienced AS sexual activities? I've always presumed that it was a sort of positive (mostly) reinforcement whether from the teacher or self the inductee into the fetish. At least that's how it seems to be framed.”

In my case it was pointe shoes first. Every girl taking ballet longs to wear pointes and it seemed forever until I got mine when I was 12. Of course I had been wearing other student’s pointes – I had several pairs of friend’s dead pointes that fit me – for more than a year before I officially got my first pair of Capezios. The first time I wore pointe shoes I felt different, with a tingling in my pelvis that I (then) did not recognize as sexual arousal and standing and walking around en pointe made the feeling more intense. It wasn’t until 2 years later when I reached menarche at 14 that I connected the feeling I had when wearing pointe shoes with sexual arousal. My Psychiatrist says my sexual attraction to tight shoes and ballet-boots and standing on my toes with my feet tied into my shoes by satin ribbons or locked into ballet-boots with shaft locks is connected to my being rejected by my mother’s husband (not my biological father) after she died when I was 7 y/o and he sent me away to ballet school.

I am also something of a masochist enjoying the pain of being dropped on to the platforms of my pointes when a lover’s thrusts lift me off the floor while being taken en pointe and when a man is large enough to thrust into my cervix. I do have limits, but they are rarely approached and, so far, never exceeded. Over time I’ve found I can get a spike in my libido from wearing tight latex body suits. Tight rubber undies or skirts don’t do anything for me (well, the undies contribute to yeast infections), but a well fitting latex catsuit shows off my body while providing the illusion of ‘protection’. Protection from what I’ve never been able to rationally determine because a .2 mm or even a .4 mm latex skin is easily punctured or torn. So I’ve concluded that showing off my sleek ballet body encased in glistening rubber membrane to make me appear more alluring, and ‘unattainable’ has no useful purpose other than to make me feel more confident and to attract and mindfuck potential lovers.

With my AST students and my circle of friends I try to interest them in trying different fetishes. I’ve found a hard sell is counterproductive. Some don’t care for the experience, but a few find it pleasurable and those are the ones to whom I give positive reinforcement to bring them further into whatever fetish experience they seem to enjoy. It is merely an extension of their sexual identity.

J: “You hear the word "training" used. Training is used typically in the Dom/Sub context... and it makes kind of sense. Submissive is trained to do whatever... presumably to please the dominant.... such as trained to wear heels or ballet boots. There is less implication and emphasis that the sub actually finds the training erotic as much as the idea of pleasing the dominant by acquiring the skill. In many cases it's almost as if the fetish they are trained in is "distasteful" on some level and it is a selfless task to suffer the training.”

I don’t consider myself deeply into the D/S S&M scene. Although I do consider myself a Domme I can switch if I find the right man or when I’m teaching a husband to under thrust his wife’s diaphragm and ejaculate in the dome. [I wear an Oves cap under the diaphragm so there is no danger of him getting me preggers as much as he might like to] Under thrusting a partner’s diaphragm is a reproductive technique for couples having problems conceiving and curiously it seems to work more often for some supposedly infertile couples than statistics can explain; which is why I haven’t mentioned it before. When I’m teaching either Escort trainees or AST students at St Lucy’s I train the individual trainee/student in the use of, for example: pointe shoes for sex doggie style en pointe, or the use of Ben Wa balls for strengthening the muscles of the vaginal barrel, or Ben Wa balls for learning to manipulate the vaginal muscles to be able to ripple grip a man. All my training is toward pleasuring the wearer or making her more attractive to men.

J: “I would have thought, or actually do think, that what is more the operative psychological thing going on is a positive reinforcement which becomes and acquired taste, preference sexual trigger.”

Exactly the point I was making above! And I do wear things I know a particular man likes when I’m to be with him and switch off with his different faves, because even I would get tired of steak all the time and I’m a carnivore of mythic appetite.

J: “Novelty is definitely working inside us driving our libidos. It's probably why monogamy and sex don't seem to work in most cases. Once the novelty of an experience is gone attention and interest wanes. This is very much how out nervous system works. Essentially we respond to changes and ignore steady states responses. The brain would be overwhelmed otherwise.”

As returning readers know I’m not monogamous. Fortunately for me there is no lack of novelty in my available partners. In addition to my ‘normal’ stable of stallions within my circle of friends I have the pool of male talent from the escort trainees who I teach from which to choose. The turnover in male Escort trainees is continuous and each man brings his unique perspective and interpretations to the sexual talents he brings to the job. If I was looking for a lifetime mate, someone to settle down with or if I had baby fever and wanted a man to impregnate me I’m sure my viewpoint would be very different. But for now I’m blessed with a very strong libido and a large pool of talent from which to slake my appetite for any sort of sex I want.

J: “My own observations are that fetish (sex) is much less intimate and personal than coital or even vanilla sex. There is all sorts of "dress up" identity and role play which many represent as being some sort of deep expression of "who they are" and pass this off for intimacy. This is really not the case. How can one be intimate with an "illusion" or a role... or with someone who is hidden inside of some outfit where often their features are concealed? A sexual response or orgasm is associated with intimate activities as we usually choose carefully who to receive from or reward. But once it becomes "depersonalized" and commoditized it loses intimacy and is more like sport or a match where the players use each other receive some sort of reward. Once people separate sex from intimacy it really is closer to masturbation or selfish gratification”

I think (for fetish sex) this is probably true for most people as we have agreed in earlier correspondence. It is difficult for a client to hide his or her identity under an encasement suit and hood, though not impossible by using cars with their license plates hidden or changed and paying in cash. I think emotional intimacy is a very small part of fetish sex – except when a person is first exposed to the concept. In my experience dress-up fetishes are mainly concerned with sexual gratification for the one(s) wearing the clothing.

J: “I am not saying some people are not better at sex, have longer and deeper orgasms than others - they do. I am saying that fetish is not especially better than non fetish sex... and the novelty simply drives the cost way up... and once down that road we are somewhat stuck as we can't turn back. Here is where the intellectual aspect of kink kicks in. That is where we embrace fetish for all sorts of reasons unrelated to a sexual response”

To be into fetishes in a big way can be ruinously expensive, which is why so few are. For me there is an aspect of ‘protection’ however ludicrous that may be (if considered rationally) when entirely sheathed in a .2 mm latex membrane or ‘danger’ - from a number of sources - during dive-sex. My Psychiatrist says that taking risks is an effort to prove myself to my father (who died in 1991) but since none of my fetishes are required for me to reach orgasm they are harmless, but who knows long term? Wearing certain favorite things does make me feel more confident and more desirable; pointes by displaying my feet and legs to advantage while standing en pointe and an encasement suit molded to my body making me ‘unattainable’ because I’m ‘protected’ while sheathed in a latex membrane that can be torn by a sharp fingernail. Go figure! Who is mind fucking who? Is that rational? Not really, but great fun!

Readers who were with me when I was posting on Yahoo 360 may recall that my father blamed me for my mother’s death since she was driving me home from ballet class when we were hit broadside by a drunk driver. My father was inconsolable and, saying that I reminded him too much of my mom, he sent me into exile at boarding school. He eventually drank himself to death. I tried to convince him it wasn’t my fault and in my late teens even tried to get him to sleep with me believing (for a while) I could take my mothers place in his life, but he shunned me. I just wanted to please him by giving him the only gift I had to give, amazing recreational sex! I didn’t want to have his baby! What’s so wrong with that? So I have my own set of demons pursuing me, which is why I’ve been in analysis with a really great Psychiatrist for years. He keeps me stable and focused, so I can devote my time and skills primarily to ballet and sex.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Jacques


A Reflexions flat spring latex diaphragm

Reflexions girls: We have two students who wear 65 mm Reflexions flat spring latex diaphragms as gas guards. The Reflexions has a thinner rim so it will fit into a shallow pubic notch and the rim compresses in a long oval so it is a very strong device and is easier to insert correctly than a coil spring rim. The latex dome has a metallic silver sheen to it so it has a very attractive look. Worn by a totally waxed teen (except for scalp hair and eyebrows) in a transparent body condom and ballet heels to display her lovely figure a Reflexions latex disc inserted always gives a girl that extra bit of confidence that makes her stand out in competition of any kind. Even though flat spring rims are made for women with shallow pubic notches they are the second most popular diaphragm – and the only latex option - for use as a gas guard.

Capezio Aerial pointe shoes: Our security and wait-staff wear Reflexions while on the job as well since they occasionally find themselves in situations that require gas guards, especially when their uniforms include black leather Capezio Aerial (style191) pointe shoes. Since the women all have to be experienced dancers with at least three years of professional experience dancing en pointe we tried a number of makers and styles of pointes to see which ones worked well for those applications. It turned out the Capezio Aerial style holds up longer and overall was preferred so the girls all wear custom fitted special make up (SMU) black leather Aerials. I have several pairs myself and have found them to be attractive and comfortable shoes.

Halloween and fertility: I was CD9 and fertile yesterday (Halloween) so I was particularly interested when we held an unofficial poll of women at the Halloween party I attended to see what they were using for contraception. Shelly, Marie-Claude and Taryn all have GyneFix implants and of course I have an Oves sucking on my cervix. There were three 20 somethings with Mirena (the progestin) IUDs and seven women on various brands of pills as well as two who had NuvaRing inserted. By the end of the evening we all needed our birth control to have been effective. I was the only guest there who was using a barrier as my primary method though those swimming also wore gas guards for protection during dive-sex. I thought the availability of dive-sex was risky because everyone had been drinking and alcohol and diving can be a hazardous combination. But the party committee insisted. Poor judgment and vomiting when submerged can lead to fatalities while diving and dive-sex can be stressful enough w/o complicating factors. Fortunately there were no dive accidents.

One of the new women organizers of the charity affair who didn’t know Taryn thought at 18 she was a bit too young to be attending an ‘every-woman-for-herself’ sort of orgy that these Halloween parties have developed into over the last few years. The husbands and most of the single men there knew better; that behind her lovely innocent looking face is an unbelievably erotic imagination, a body to match and the ability and willingness to use it. Taryn was so anxious to exceed expectations in her costuming that I had to get her to dress down a bit so she didn’t out shine the co-chairwomen of the charity affair. They don’t know about her Adult Media empire, but her personal sexual appetites (which I have encouraged Taryn to slake at every opportunity) have become legend, so there was no possibility of her being refused, though she was seen as an object of jealousy by many of the wives. Of course it helped that she gave a generous donation to the charity. It came, supposedly, from her trust fund, but actually it was directly from one of the off-shore accounts that hold the profits from her adult media empire. Every penny, after all legal tax avoidance measures, is reported to the IRS so she isn’t hiding her fortune like the UBS clients who were caught recently. Taryn carefully selected the admirers with whom she shared her charms. During the evening she took four. Only the richest and most powerful were permitted entrance to her garden of delights where she exhausted even the most legendary bulls among them.

Incognito: After Robin and I made our entrance and circulated for a while Taryn and I excused ourselves and she helped me change into a wait-staff costume; a black latex Polymorphe catsuit with zippered crotch, a helmet mask that hid my face except for my nostrils, eyes and mouth and matching black latex gloves. I wore a pair of well broken in black leather Capezio Aerial pointes and inserted a Reflexions with an RFID chip that identified me as a security supervisor so I could have access to all parts of the estate. Dressed that way no one knew my identity and I could circulate w/o being an agenda item on male guest’s to-do list. Gepetto’s organization was providing the security and catering so I had already alerted his on-site security chief that I would be wearing a security supervisor ID as I tested a new device for Gepetto. Dressed as wait-staff I was (by tradition) available for sex with any of the guests who desired me. The reality was that I refused several approaches, but in such a flirty way that I left the disappointed men smiling and looking forward to the next time we met.

A New bull in the pasture: My disguise was so I could approach a new man in town, (who I’ll call Jacques or James) to get to know him a bit before we were formally introduced. He is a French industrialist in his mid forties who made his fortune in armaments and who is now looking for places to invest in the U.S. Like Shelly’s husband he is thinking about investing in Vegas casino/resorts while prices are depressed. Also like Shelly’s husband he is known as a master swordsman and bedroom bull but he is a recent widower, his ballet dancer wife having died of ovarian cancer. He is a patron of the Paris Opera Ballet and has dated Marie-Claude - who is on leave from the POB and the most recent addition to my casino’s ballet troupe - which I think may have been what brought him to Las Vegas. I found Jacques being introduced around by one of the co-chairwomen and being dressed as part of the help I waited for an opportunity to approach him with a tray of drinks or canapés. While I waited I used the grand piano as a barre and began doing limbering up exercises, tendus, plié, relevé, dégagé en l’air where I knew he could see me and I soon caught his eye as I knew I would. As I did double and triple pirouettes he approached and asked if I was a dancer. I said I was, and he commented that this was a strange location and costume in which to take class. He also complimented me on my body and classical technique and the fact that he had never seen dancers, other than his wife, wearing leather pointes, though he knew they could be special ordered. I asked if he was new in town and when he said he was asked if there was anything I could do to make his stay more enjoyable. He said he was fascinated by the house and would like to see more of it. I told him I was a security supervisor so I could show him the house if he liked.

That’s all it took to cut him out of the herd and I whisked him through a locked door into the rest of the mansion and had him all to myself. I told him the mansion belonged to a very dear friend and I knew my way around it well. I showed him the 64 foot deep pool (‘the pit’) and the dive-gear room and he asked, “Why in Gods name would anyone want with a pool that deep?” “Fetish diving and dive-sex,” I said. His reply was, Ahhh! We went through the solarium and the commercial kitchen and I turned on the lights in the solar collector field and showed him part of the solar power generation capacity that powers the house. Then we went into one of the guest wings where he congratulated me on how knowledgeable I was about the house. In one of the bedrooms I stepped into his personal space and asked if there was anything at all I could do for him as I took his hand in mine rose en pointe and guided his hand between my legs and against the tab of my crotch zipper. I could see that he was very pleased with what was happening as his erection ruined the drape of his slacks. I asked if he wanted me and in a husky voice growled, “Very much”. He said he “had no condoms”. “No problem”. I said, I’d had his medical file hacked and knew he was clean and had just gotten his card from the Health service so he was a newly screened player in town.

Reliving memories: I asked how he would like to take me. He asked if I could remain en pointe while being penetrated from behind. I said yes. By then my crotch zipper was open and with one hand I was holding on to the barre along one bedroom wall and watching in the mirror as I guided his tip with the other. He was dripping pre-cum as I placed it between my engorged labia wet with my natural lube and he began to penetrate me. I adjusted my hips a bit widening my stance in second position and he tightened his grip on my latex sheathed hips and stepped closer and then with a single strong thrust he slid all the way inside me until our pelvises hit and I gasped in delight! He was a gentleman giving me my pleasure, a marvelously toe curling vaginal orgasm, before getting off himself planting about 300 million sperm per ml of semen up against the thin latex dome of my Reflexions diaphragm. After he finished inside me I remained fully penetrated as he gripped my hips while telling me he hadn’t had sex that marvelous since he took his wife while she wore leather Repetto pointes in that same position two years ago, just before she was diagnosed with cancer. I thought that was one of the most touching and heart felt compliments I’d ever gotten.

Afterward: As I walked him back to the party he said, “You aren’t really in security are you?” I just laughed and asked what gave him that idea. He said I was too knowledgeable about the house and proud of it for it not to be mine. I led him back through the locked door into the party area and as we parted told him I hoped we would have an opportunity to meet again. He said he was certain of it and kissed my hand.

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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