Teaching pelvic skills

The City of London skyline summer 2014

The Photo: The London financial district “The City” skyline in August 2014, including Tower 42 (left), the Leadenhall Building (centre) and 20 Fenchurch Street, the “walkie-talkie”, (right) with the Thames in the foreground.

Pelvic training for elite Personal Assistant candidates: Returning readers may recall Taryn, one my former wards, who lives on an estate (that her partying friends call Cunt Castle) north east of Cambridge who has just received her MD and PhD in psychiatry. She is currently interning in a Cambridge hospital before starting her practice as a psychiatrist. In addition to her porn empire which she inherited from her parents she has recently started another business to care for a currently underserved niche market. She has identified a need - especially in the financial industry where money is no object and beautiful and talented women are rare - for an elite class of Personal Assistants for executives in the UK and U.S. business world; PAs who can provide intimate services to relieve their bosses’ stress as well as keeping an executive’s business day flowing smoothly.

The seven initial candidates all of whom are Cambridge graduates were first chosen for being sexually adventuresome. Additionally, they have been extensively screened for intelligence, beauty, personality, ballet training, and have degrees in accounting or business administration. The women who passed this initial winnowing were given extensive training in how to please even the most obsessive-compulsive and obstinate of men, which is where my skills as a ballet mistress and pelvic trainer come in.  While with me the women are still PA candidates and won’t be fully qualified until satisfactorily completing my pelvic training course.     

Pompoir training at Blackthorn Castle: I was pleased to receive Taryn’s call asking me to be ballet and pelvic training mistress for the few women who have successfully passed the screening process as I was wondering how to constructively occupy my time at the castle since with no men present I was missing the myriad of activity choices available in London and considering returning to Eaton Square. Since I was assured that all the girls who would come to me have at least six years of pointework, which I think is the minimum needed for an Elite escort, I settled on an accelerated eight week course in Pompoir and ancillary training (ballet-sex and dive-sex) and the ability to easily switch between Domme and submissive depending on what the man they work for needs at any given time.

Taryn thought the course should take only six weeks, but she was never fully trained in Pompoir and even at an accelerated pace six weeks is rarely enough time for even someone with superior pelvic muscle control because the first several weeks are consumed in identifying and slowly strengthening the proper groups w/o causing severe cramps from over working muscles. I intend to fully train the women under my tutelage and think eight weeks of intensive training should be enough for the trainees to be able to confidently and successfully perform Pompoir on even the most difficult man if they apply themselves. Of course these women will be far more than arm candy as they will be in charge of their executives’ day. Still they need the skills and wiles of an elite escort in order to keep their executive relaxed as only exquisite penile-vaginal intercourse can do so that he can be as effective in the board room as she is in the bedroom.

I had Taryn send along an experienced, uncut and very well endowed cocksman (a male escort not a porn actor) for each trainee and an additional one for Anya and another for me as I will need a partner to help demonstrate pelvic techniques and skills, and to sleep with at night since none of my current boyfriends are here. The uncut and well endowed men are better to work with since some women have never seen an uncut penis and a large penis is better for training purposes as the trainee needs to learn how to avoid injury if her partner isn’t gentle while thrusting.

The women all have current and negative full STI panels and have standard (six bead) GyneFix frameless copper IUDs implanted (with the strings trimmed off so cervical barriers can be used for ‘flood insurance’) four months ago so they are over any adjustment side effects. None have discomfort from menses that can’t be handled with 800 mg of ibuprofen while cycling naturally so they can comfortably provide menstrual sex if asked. All have been vaccinated against the full range of diseases as well as having the three shot regimen of Gardasil the HPV virus vaccine. All the men have negative STI panels and had their Gardasil shots as well.

I sent The Dragon down to London to pick up the six trainees and their partners and the other men for Anya and me. They arrived yesterday and a convoy of Land Rovers picked them up at Caersws and brought them up to the castle. The weather is forecast to be very wet with heavy rains and gusty winds for the next week with temperatures from the mid 30s to the mid 40s (F) so there should be little interest in anything but training, the care of sore muscles and sleep.

Since the training will be heavily centered on pelvic activity Chris, my male Gyn from the Barony’s London clinic, as well as his current girlfriend, a Physician’s Assistant and cervical barrier fitter, will be here as well for the entire eight week course.  So we now have seven women trainees and nine well endowed men in residence in addition to Chris and his girlfriend and Anya and me. Having seven trainees and an eight week course means that after the first week the men can swap partners each week so the candidates can train with seven different men.  I love having sexually active guests and being able to train young women in very impressive but relatively unknown pelvic skills.

Cunt Castle, drysuit training, flood insurance

A shoulder entry Northern Diver drysuit

The photo: A Northern Diver drysuit showing the latex neck seal which can be troublesome if the suit is being used to control diver buoyancy with no external buoyancy compensator. A ruptured neck seal can lead to drowning if the diver is unfamiliar with emergency surfacing procedures.

Cunt Castle: Taryn's home north east of Cambridge is known fondly to her friends as ‘Cunt Castle’. One of the stonemasons working on the renovations (before she moved into the Manor) called it ‘Cunt Castle’ and the name seems to have stuck with her circle of friends, though not with the locals, or at least not to her face.

Taryn asked me to spend a few days at her Cambridge manor house to advise her on a new ballet training regimen for some of her porn empire’s best actors. I was asked to bring Marvin ( my psychiatrist) and Chris (my Clinic’s male Gyn) as it was to be a comprehensive reevaluation of both the male and female actors and survival training needed before production begins on a new rape series videos the first of which has the working title ‘Drysuit Conception’.

I brought my group up from London on the Dragon along with two pallets of contraceptive supplies and Nancy our Gaynor Minden pointe-shoe fitter from my Blackthorn dance supplies shop along with her pallet mounted container of pointe-shoes. The manor house has its own private rail siding which was built in the early 1900s when rail travel was at its peak and fuel and other bulk supplies were brought out from London by rail. Because of Taryn’s business she has a fully equipped Gynecological exam room in which minor surgical procedures can be safely conducted. And I helped Chris do the diaphragm; FemCap and sports plug fittings for the seven porn actresses as well as ultra sounds to check the positions of the girls GyneFix IUDs. And the pointe fitter fit them all with three pairs of GM hard shanked shoes with suede tips which they will be wearing for pointe and stamina training.

Taryn also has a woman Divemaster in residence to check and repair pieces of dive gear and tend to the refilling of tanks with regular air. Her pool though only a few years old is no more than 30 feet deep so she has no need for enhanced air mixtures of any kind.

Screen Play: The story line for ‘Drysuit Conception’ will span several installments in 20 minute videos. It begins with the heroine in a pool side dressing room inserting the Milex diaphragm she uses for flood insurance, then donning a deep pink shoulder entry Northern Diver drysuit (similar to the one shown in the photo at the top of this entry) before diving alone learning to regulate her buoyancy. During her training she nearly dies when her neck seal is slit by a bikini clad jealous rival flooding her suit and trapping her on the pool bottom where she is left to drown.  With creativity and a major effort she manages to get out of the pool by herself and lies exhausted on the pool deck too weak to get out of her drysuit.  

A man enters the pool area finds her and helps her out of her tank harness. Getting her on to her hands and knees he helps her get her head and arms out of the suit. Then kneeling between her legs he pulls the suit down over her hips where it lays in thick folds around her thighs. By that time she is somewhat aware of her surroundings and is gasping and shuddering. He leaves her on her hands and knees with legs spread trapped in the heavy fabric and boots while he pushes her thong bikini to one side exposing her vulva. He spreads her labia and inserts two fingers in her vagina searching for a cervical barrier. He inserts a finger between the vaginal wall and the diaphragm rim, breaks the seal and pulls it out and when she turns her head to see what’s going on and opens her mouth to ask he stuffs it in her mouth as an effective gag. She can taste her fertile cervical mucus secretions along with the lactic acid spermicide that fills the dome. Her tongue can’t dislodge the rim jammed behind her upper teeth and she can’t use a hand to remove it as she needs both of them to prevent falling on her face.

She is so glad to be alive that when he mounts her from behind she enjoys their encounter during which he gives her a mind-blowing G-spot orgasm and holds her in ecstasy until she faints. After their intense encounter she is so exhausted that her faint turns into a deep sleep on the pool surround still partially in her drysuit. Later as she regains consciousness she is startled to find her diaphragm in her mouth and realizes she was not thinking clearly when she let him pull it out and stuff it in her mouth and wonders if the EC drug ellaOne in her purse in her locker will be enough to prevent her from becoming pregnant.  When she wakes up her lover has disappeared leaving only his liquefied semen draining out of her and a wonderful memory of the ecstasy he gave her with such an amazing orgasm.

Eight weeks later when she finds she’s pregnant and goes for an abortion she recognizes the father of her baby. He is a gorgeous young Gyn at the clinic, but not the one who performs the vacuum aspiration sucking out the small amount of reproducing tissue ridding her of the consequences of her drysuit rape encounter. She did have time to notice that he was wearing no wedding band. Before leaving the clinic she asks the receptionist who the young doctor is and decides to meet him socially as she desperately wants more sex with him.

Ruptured neck seal training: One popular scenario for dive porn is the damsel –in-distress who when saved ravages her dive buddy to show her lust for life after a narrow escape from drowning in her flooded drysuit. To properly video the escape scene the actress whose neck seal is slit – often in films by a jealous woman trying to kill her for having an affair with her boyfriend – needs to know how to safely get to the surface by herself with limited air and no external buoyancy device.  For this sort of escape scene a stunt-double is often used.  

I am teaching Taryn’s stunt-double, one of the more experienced actresses, how to intentionally invert herself to inflate the legs of a drysuit with a torn neck seal so she can reach the surface and the dive platform of a yacht or the walk-out ledge or the shallow end of a training pool where there are ladders or the water is shallow enough that the diver with the torn neck seal can climb, walk or crawl out of the water. It’s takes a lot of core strength when at the surface to basically do sit-ups with the tank on your back to grab the platform, ladder or ledge to get your head above the surface. Fortunately as dancers the girls all have that ability.

The use of a stunt-double for most of the dangerous scenes is to minimize liability for injuries, limit the number of hazard pay bonuses and minimize equipment damage, in this case the number of neck seals that need to be slit.  I’m working with her and one or two other girls who want to learn how to save themselves if a neck seal fails. The Divemaster has a supply of Northern Diver latex neck seals to replace the ones intentionally slit and any others than might leak.  

Vaginal flood insurance: The porn actresses are all quite young and some are very shapely with wide hips and lovely large, high, firm breasts, only a few of which have been augmented with implants. However, there is a growing market for actress/divers with ballet experience and Balanchine bodies so Taryn is recruiting from the dance schools and ballet companies. These days most porn actresses are on LARC methods, usually copper bead frameless GyneFix IUDs with the strings removed so they can work menstrual sex scenes during their periods so they get bloody sex work when their friends on hormones aren’t bleeding enough for good visuals on menstrual sex videos.

Almost all the young ones want children eventually so in addition to contraception it’s important to protect their upper reproductive tracts from having water forced into the uterus when the vagina floods as it typically does during dive-sex. So they have come to me (well Taryn has on their behalf) to be fitted for cervical barriers to reduce the likelihood of having a partner’s thrusts force water through the cervix during underwater sex. It’s amazing to me that so few women realize the possibility and danger of having water forced into the uterus during underwater sex, but perhaps that’s because so few of us ever experience the pleasure of having penetrative sex underwater.

Enemas and SCUBA sex: In preparing for penetrative underwater sex a knowledgeable woman takes the usual precautions for contraception and flood control and empties her bowels and bladder before donning her swim gear. However, if she knows that she will be penetrated by a very well endowed partner she should give herself an enema to make sure her lower bowel is empty when she will be taking the thrusts of a very large penis. Failure to evacuate the bowel with an enema can lead to some very messy situations causing loss of production time and the sterilization of a lot of equipment all of which costs money for porn production companies. That is why porn actresses working for Taryn’s company are required to have enemas prior to suiting up for underwater sex scenes.

Given Taryn’s business and her fondness for sexual encounter parties the women’s dressing room at the underground pool at Cunt Castle was sized with the need in mind to care for a large number of simultaneous users. It has ten toilet stalls so none of the actresses has to wait in line for toilet time. A very good thing when we all are giving ourselves enemas simultaneously or are menstrual.

 

 

The Winter Solstice and other Holidays

Stonehenge Winter Solstice 2011

My trip to see Taryn in the UK: Again things didn’t go the way I had planned. The Winter Solstice celebration at Stonehenge (on 12/22) went well with the temperature in the mid 50s F. It Was Cyndi’s first at the ancient site and in celebration we had a private ceremony for her in the undercroft of Salisbury Cathedral just a few miles down the road before we went on to Salisbury plain to the stone circles. Even though Cyndi has no Druid blood a Druid priest – as a favor to me – was willing to ‘purify’ her for the sunrise ceremony. The purification consisted primarily of her being filled with his seed after being entered from behind, and I was involved since I presented her to the priest for purification while wearing the sacred Druid Priestess’s circlet of beaten gold lent me for the occasion. The Priest placed the circlet on my head after my hair was let down and brushed out and even though the circlet weighs about 12 troy ounces it fit perfectly and was fairly comfortable. I am thankful that I don’t have to worry about security for the Druid regalia. Such parts of it that remain are cared for by the Druid Elders. Cyndi was in no danger of becoming pregnant by the priest even though she was CD7 and fertile because she has a GyneFix IUD implanted.

For those readers wondering about my being a Druid Priestess – though a relatively minor one - the position was a surprise to me. I didn’t seek it (it’s hereditary) it was thrust upon me and I only found out about it in the last few months. It seems my natural father, a Welsh miner who immigrated to the coal fields of Western Virginia and who became very rich from investing in coal bearing property, was from a community of nearly pure Druid stock that had migrated into the mountains of Wales after leaving Stonehenge. When Uncle John (as he was known to me) impregnated my mother he did not know, nor did anyone else, that she had a high percentage of Druid blood in her family as well so that I have one of the highest percentages of Druid genes of any woman alive today, or so I’ve been told by geneticists who have studied the ancient people and who helped locate me.

After the Spring Equinox I was sought out by the Druid Elders and it was explained that the old ways are dying out and my participation was required to sustain the bloodline such as it is and the Elders have been encouraging me to breed with a suitable mate, which I’m reluctant to do. Its not that I mind the act of breeding I just don’t want to have a baby. I think my Druid genes may account for some of my ability to foretell some things and make use of dead women’s Chi and perhaps may also account for my fondness for risk taking. Learning about my family genealogy in the last few months has helped me understand why I’m the way I am more than the five years of therapy I’ve had, though I think the therapist prepared me for the role I might play in preserving the Druid bloodline. I’m not entirely sure what is expected of me as a junior member of the Druid aristocracy, but the Chief Elder said I would be eased into my ceremonial role depending on the availability of other priestesses. I think they see me primarily as a breeding stock which if that’s the case may be a problem for me.

After Stonehenge: we went to Taryn's home to the north east of Cambridge Christmas and it was marvelous! One of the stonemasons working on the renovations (before she moved into the Manor) called it ‘Cunt Castle’ and the name seems to have stuck with her circle of friends, though not with the locals, or at least not to her face. While we were there Cambridge was all abuzz with Prince Phillip in residence at Papworth hospital for four days having cardiac stents placed and with HM and other Royals coming and going to visit him. We all wish HRH a full and speedy recovery and he seems to be doing well and is back at Sandringham with The Queen as this is written. Of course with her husband's illness and now the body of a 17 y/o Latvian girl being found within three miles of Sandringham House Her Majesty isn’t getting the restful winter escape at her Norfolk estate she had hoped for.

With the tube strike and shopping crowds at after-Christmas sales we stayed away from London, so Taryn, Cyndi, Anya and I went to Paris for two days and saw the Repetto ballet shop decorated for Christmas with some of the most beautiful tutus! We returned to find that my male partner Jon (one of my younger stallions with seemingly inexhaustible stamina) had a ruptured appendix and had had an emergency appendectomy so he was out as a sexual consort. Fortunately My Summer Lover Jack - John, Marquis of Marle - heard I was at Taryn’s and came calling. I thought he had escaped me, but found he had become available again as Sylvie, the aristocrat that his family had picked for him to marry, hadn’t lasted in his affection nor had her stamina to accompany him diving or in bed. So when I say we were happy to see each other again it’s something of an understatement! I was delighted that Jack accepted my request that he accompany us to my place on Virgin Gorda for a few days of sun and diving.

Milton Park

Fresh semen from a new and untested lover

The photo: Readers who have been with me from my days on Yahoo 360 know that the first time I am intimate with a partner I have him wear a condom and then use his semen to test for STIs and as a DNA resource in case I need to go there. The other day a member of congress who was out here inspecting the proposed nuclear waste site came by for a behind-the-scenes tour of the entertainment side of our casino/resort and watched me give a pointe class to our company’s women dancers and one or two of the men. Afterward he came on to me. I was expecting it as almost all male politicians who watch the class I give want to ‘chat’ afterward and this guy came with a reputation. Not that I minded since Jacques is on the east coast on business and I was CD8, newly fertile, and longing for a new man to take an interest in me. I was careful to make certain that he left his smart-phone in his briefcase which was kept in a locker in Security during his tour. Not that this man who is on some important committees is another Anthony Weiner, but I don’t want to become a digital trophy for this or any other guy and have my photo shown around.

His chinos were beautifully tailored but the line was pulled out of shape by the fact that he was obviously very pleased to see me and I was sure he would appreciate some help in taking care of his immediate need in the most pleasant way possible, what we call a Vegas ballet ‘deep welcome’. I was bare-legged in a thong bottom halter top canary yellow leotard (custom made by Gottex for my casino dancers) and wearing a damp pair of nearly dead bespoke Freed Classics. I decided not to change into my play shoes (Gaynors) as I needed the training of being penetrated in dead Freeds to keep up my stamina and pain threshold so I was good to go, almost. As we chatted I was leaning against the barre balancing on my toes with my feet in second position and he was fingering my pubes, or rather he was trying to, but my Penetrator was still inserted and he had a puzzled look as all he felt was the convex head of the plug rather that the soft flesh of my vulva. I smiled at him, took his hand gently and lifting it from caressing the head of my plug, asked him to give me a minute to unplug myself. He was fascinated to watch as I took a Ziploc bag and a baby wipe from my dancebag and pulling my thong to one side pulled on the removal loop lying flat against my perineum breaking the vaginal vacuum with a loud sucking sound. I then pulled forward and down on the removal loop – to get the anti- expulsion ridge under my pubic bone – tightened my vaginal muscles and the plug slid out in my hand. I slipped the baby wipe over my vulva to catch the gush of vaginal lubricant that had been built up by having the plug inside me. I dropped the plug and soaked wipe into the Ziploc sealed it and tossed it into my dancebag then went back on to pointe a la seconde and placed his hand on my exposed vulva. I thought he was going to drop his load in his slacks right then, but he rallied and stepped back so I could unzip him.

The condom: I rolled a LifeStyles ultra thin onto his massive erection. If he had been known to me and had tested clean with a full STI panel and he had wanted the condom for his protection I would have rolled a ribbed condom onto him because I like the addition stimulation I get from the texture of the ribs. However, for me with the added friction ribbed condoms tend to burst or I pull them off a lover so on the first encounter with a man of unknown sexual history I thought it safer (for me) if he wore an LS Ultra Thin. It turned out he was a considerate lover and both very needy and had great stamina, taking me to orgasm and finishing strongly himself three times in 45 minutes. He took me once from behind while I was en pointe bent over holding on to the barre, then once in my office on my back on the huge leather couch and once while I was astride him with him on his back on the couch. I love a Man who is really into me like that and the second time (with me on my back) he was even ramming my cervix a bit which I loved! We parted BFF and while I don’t agree with all his politics I think I can count on him for a favor if I need one. But politicians can be a depreciating asset so I like to have favors available in both camps.

An aide-mémoire: Returning readers may remember In my May 7, 2011 entry’ European ballet venues’ I wrote that Anya and I will be staying with Taryn and Tanaquil while touring great ballet sites in England, France, Germany, Austria and Italy. This entry is to reacquaint my readers with Taryn’s home outside Cambridge where we will be staying most of the time while in England.

From my entry for: September 11, 2010 ‘Taryn leaves for Cambridge’

“Milton Park’s slang name: The stonemasons saw the equipment being installed in the pelvic gym, and one of them is quoted as saying “This place is going to be a boinking cunt castle”. And, since that sort of thing spreads among men so quickly it caught on and then it got around the village. Tanaquil says that now the unofficial name of Milton Park is “Cunt Castle” even though it’s in no way a castle but an 18th C hunting lodge. Actually, it is a much truer description than the stone mason knew given where the money to pay for all the renovations and additions came from. And I’m sure the name will get around Trinity College if Taryn’s tutors don’t already know. The Dons at Cambridge are remarkably well informed. I think they like a bit of insider spice as long as it isn’t flashed about. Since the UK has strong Anglo-Saxon roots a good Middle English descriptive term can be a plus in institutions as sexually repressed as Oxbridge.”

From my entry for May 23, 2010 ‘Taryn and Trinity College Cambridge’

“Off Campus Hideaway: Tanaquil also arranged to lease an off campus residence for her a few miles north east of town (toward Ely) for entertaining and unwinding on weekends and holidays. It’s a 14 room 18th C stone and brick ‘cottage’ that had been built as a hunting lodge on 85 acres of high ground north of the A14 off the A10 (Cambridge Ely Road) owned by a member of the nobility. He hadn’t used it in years so it is requiring a lot of deferred maintenance – starting with a new roof - and renovation. We got it for a pound a year for 20 years if we paid for the renovations so we jumped at the chance since there were no restrictions on what changes we could make to the grounds and Taryn wants a deep pool for dive-sex. One of the beauties of the place is that it’s on high ground as a lot of the surrounding area is low with fens (flat, swampy land) where waterways abound. The pool will be enclosed with its own HV/AC and in addition to surface access to the pool house there will be a tunnel from the cellars for all weather access.”

“Access and personal security: There is a small regional airport, Marshall Airport Cambridge UK (IATA: CBG, ICAO: EGSC), just east of Cambridge with a 6,446 ft concrete runway. Limnaea, my G550, can land there and there is just enough room for it to take off. Marshall is about a 20 minute drive from the estate. There is also frequent rail service from Cambridge to London Kings Cross and Liverpool St stations that takes about 35 minutes each way. We have leased two Range Rovers for ground transportation. I keep saying ‘we’ because since Taryn is only 18 as her guardian I have to sign along with her until she reaches 21 though her major purchases are through the trust established for her education.

I thought Taryn’s personal security was going to be a problem but Tanaquil had that base covered as well, having found a gorgeous 25 y/o aristocratic black-sheep Brit-chick just out of the army who has a body guard license and was working as an up-market escort in Germany with Tanaquil’s clients who want British arm-candy. She has a plumy upper-class accent and Angelica (Angie) wants to go back to school so Tanaquil had her tutored and sit the exams and Angie was accepted as a legacy student (both her parents graduated from TCC) so no chits needed to be called in to get her accepted. Angie likes the idea of a steady 3 year job (perhaps longer if Taryn takes her MD at Trinity) with Taryn while she gets her degree and she came out to meet Taryn this week. The two of them seem to be hitting it off well together so far. As an upper-class teen Angie took ballet and was en pointe for several years, but doesn’t have a thing for pointe. Taryn wants me to teach her dive-sex and I’m hoping to get her back en pointe again, but that’s in the future. Angie already has a GyneFix implanted and I had her fitted with a 22 mm FemCap and a 70 mm Reflexions flat spring as gas guards for dive-sex. The Reflexions can be used effectively to at least a depth of 130 feet which is a plus in case she gets an opportunity to dive Adolph’s well while she is menstrual.” [We now know a Reflexions can be used safely down to at least 216 feet, the bottom of Adolph’s training facility.]

“The Manor house: The locals are pleased to see the manor house being opened again as it will be a source of jobs. Work has already begun on repairing the chimneys and replacing the roof as well as reestablishing the gardens. The masons are working with the roofers to get the chimneys in shape before the new lead roof is put on around them. There are a few villagers in the neighboring village of Milton who worked at the manor when the noble owner had it open occasionally for bird hunting, but no one remembers when the manor was at its best which was before WWII. Taryn wants to make it a showplace again with restoration of the gardens. The place is being leased furnished. The furnishings are good quality but are a bit shabby so we are having everything slip-covered to brighten the appearance. The house, Milton Park, is in a ten acre park at the center of a forest so there should be no problem with privacy. Tanaquil kiddingly called the estate ‘Pussi Park’ given that it will be used for intimate weekends and erotically themed parties and Taryn thought the name was so appropriate that in our conversations she has unofficially renamed it.

Even though we aren’t allowed to change the 19th C double and triple-hung windows that leak air the new HV/AC and new electrical wiring throughout that were installed a few years ago can easily heat and cool the place and will support modern communications and there is an aux generator for power failures that can be used for lighting if she decides to allow erotic video shoots there. There are working fireplaces in every room and getting them safely working is, as I mentioned, one of the first things we are doing as sex by a cozy fire is such a turn-on. Fortunately the owner had left the HV/AC on while the manor was unoccupied as the damp chill of the winters and the humidity from the fens in the summers would have caused rapid deterioration in the furnishings. We expect to move Taryn and her staff in to Pussi Park in August so she can get the house running the way she wants it before starting school.”

Leaving on a jet plane: Anya and will be leaving this coming Monday and we both have our equipment cases and wardrobe trunks already packed. I wrote in an earlier post about refilling our slit-kits and stocking other intimate supplies. I’m taking mostly Gaynor pointes to play in but a dozen pairs of my Freed Classics for classes and technique work to keep my technique and stamina at my usual high level. I’m really looking forward to getting away from the desert heat, though we are going to avoid German bean sprouts while on the continent. I’m not sure how much time I’ll have to post but hope to have some sort of posting routine.

The Mysterious Jack returns: “Jill, I have not been commenting on your blog, but it did inspire me to attend some ballet performances in the ABT spring season... also as a break from a lot of work over the past two months. I was wondering if reading all blog would creep into my consciousness somehow as I sat in the theater watching the stunning artists perform. I can report that NO you had no presence in my mind, or your ideas about dancers and pointe and ballet boots etc. The performances were 3 of the best I have ever seen and they were very well received by critics and balletomanes alike. I could tell I saw something very special. Semionova in Don Q w/ Hallberg and Part... Sarah lane was there too... Vishneva and Gomez in Giselle.. again with Part and last week a stunning Lady of the Camellias with Vishneva and Gomez and again Part. I had the best seat in the house for the last performance... first row center Grand Tier. The entire theatre was on their feet when the curtain calls were taken. My final ballet will be Semionova in Swan Lake. I was tempted at intermission to buy a pair of Diana's pointe... Grishkos by the way... but I decided against it I'm thrilled to have attended this stellar performances and that my mind hasn't been polluted by some of bizarre stuff you write about ballet dancers which likely is not true as much as it part of your fantasies... which as I have said before makes a fun read. Do some ballerinas have latex and related fetishes? Why not. Alexandra Potter I believe may, but she does model the stuff and shows how to move gracefully in extreme heels ... http://www.ballet-heels.com/ In the end fetish and fantasy seem to merge and very well on the internet... and I suppose people are actually doing more of what they read on the internet... sex is fun and people get bored and want something new and stimulating. But I don't think we can "learn" fetishes as much as techniques and practices which may or may not deliver the sexual thrill they are purported to... to everyone who gives it a go. In the end I am more attracted to elegance with a fetish edge than extreme play of any sort... and so all your dive sex stories do absolutely nothing for me... but I suppose it's valid erotica genre. I might not have attended this season, so I need to thank you for, in a sense, making me see if you had influenced the way I see a ballerina on stage and I ended up seeing some of the best performances in my life. I had a few words (compliments from me) with Kevin McKenzie as he rushed to the stage after Giselle... and that was cool too! Jack”

Welcome back!: I’m so glad that you got to see some of the perfs of ABT’s Spring season. I envy you! I could just read about them in the NYT as I’m very busy getting ready to leave on an extended European tour as perhaps you read. On the whole Alastair Macaulay was very complementary of the dancing while fretting about ABT’s specializing in full length story ballets. But with NYCB across the plaza I think they would be smart to continue what they are doing. And they have Ratmansky for new works which is a plus.

I hope you got to examine Vishneva’s Grishkos as they are factory modified for her. Were any of Sarah Lanes shoes available? Whether you are a believer or not, the world will continue on - unless the Rev Camping will be correct the third time. I was glad that you had read my blog prior to seeing this seasons ABT offerings as they gave you, another perspective – however deep it was buried in your subconscious - as to what goes on with some of us who have extended aspects of ballet to enhance feminine sexuality. Although, if you were concerned about my writings coloring your perspective your thoughts couldn’t have been buried very deeply.

Taryn leaves for Cambridge

Wren Library Trinity College across Neviles Court

Taryn leaves for Cambridge: Returning readers will remember that Taryn will be entering Trinity College for Michaelmas Term beginning October 1st. I wrote about some of the preliminaries in my May 23, 2010 entry: ‘Taryn and Trinity College Cambridge’ She is being accompanied by Angelica (Angie) a 25 y/o Brit-chick who has been with her since April and is a licensed bodyguard. Angie was selected by Tanaquil for her intelligence and martial arts skills and will be Taryn’s bodyguard and fellow student at Trinity College.

I wanted to Fly over with her and make sure that everything is perfect, but my schedule won’t allow it. I feel so guilty about that. However, Tanaquil, who has been overseeing the details of Taryn’s relocation to Cambridge, has flown in from Germany on her corporate jet (Adult Media is very profitable) and will take Taryn and Angie back with her this weekend. Taryn is in very good hands with Tanaquil looking after her. We had intended to have Taryn relocated to and settled in the manor house at Milton Park by the end of August but she was involved in business negotiations here and couldn’t get away so with long phone conversations and video links she, with Tanaquil as the sharp end of the spear, has everything in place including the deep enclosed pool for dive-sex and the pelvic training gym. It was first thought that the stone for the pool wasn’t going to be available in time but money can work miracles at times and the stone and the master masons to place it miraculously appeared when the right incentive was offered.

Milton Park’s slang name: The stonemasons saw the equipment being installed in the pelvic gym, and one of them is quoted as saying “This place is going to be a boinking cunt castle”. And, since that sort of thing spreads among men so quickly it caught on and then it got around the village. Tanaquil says that now the unofficial name of Milton Park is “Cunt Castle” even though it’s in no way a castle but an 18th C hunting lodge. Actually, it is a much truer description than the stone mason knew given where the money to pay for all the renovations and additions came from. And I’m sure the name will get around Trinity College if Taryn’s tutors don’t already know. The Dons at Cambridge are remarkably well informed. I think they like a bit of insider spice as long as it isn’t flashed about. Since the UK has strong Anglo-Saxon roots a good Middle English descriptive term can be a plus in institutions as sexually repressed as Oxbridge.

Taryn’s Going-away party: Her celebration is going to be very low-key. After a light supper here at my place she will retire to her suite for an intimate encounter with three of her fave stallions. She's going for triple penetration which she has been practicing for a week now. I may look in on her afterward just to make sure everything is ok. Triple P can be dangerous for women because it can lead to pelvic problems with sphincters not closing and occasionally something tearing. It is a high risk encounter, but she has been rehearsing with partners in condoms. Tonight though, everyone is riding bareback.

Contraceptive use in the U.S.: In August 2010 the CDC published a document “Use of Contraception in the U.S. 1982 – 2008” http://www.cdc.gov/nchs/data/series/sr_23/sr23_029.pdf
I mention it here because in a comment to my post ‘Fertility Awareness Method of contraception’ on 8/8/10 I asked if anyone knew of a recent study that provided statistics on the use of Natural Family Planning. This CDC study provides those figures in Table 4 on page 21. In summery:

Natural Family Planning: In 1982 0.3% of the 54,099 women in the study used NFP. In the most recent study period, 2006 – 2008, only 0.1% of the 61,864 women in the survey were using NFP.

The diaphragm: Diaphragm use dropped from 0.4% of the 54,099 women in the 1982 study to less than 0.05% (considered too small to measure) of the 61,864 women in the 2006-2008 study. This is a ‘pure’ diaphragm figure as cervical cap users were counted under ‘other methods’. The decrease in users accounts for the decrease in the number of makers (only three Ortho, Cooper Surgical and Reflexions are available in the U.S.) of diaphragms except for custom made ones. Even with the increased interest in the cervical barriers FemCap, Oves and the flat spring Reflexions diaphragm as gas guards for dive-sex we are unlikely to stop the decline of cervical barrier use.

Body esthetics and pelvic contact at St Lucy’s: Every student taking ballet and on the swim team has had their initial semester full body waxing. Everything goes except eyebrows and scalp hair. For returning students it’s routine. For new students it’s a rite of passage. And for young transfer students their first body waxing can be a breathtaking experience having their thick pelt of pubic hair ripped out. But it’s necessary if they are to be properly fitted for Penetrator plugs because the head of the plug has to suction over the wearer’s clitoris and labia if it is to provide the pelvic protection of a Jill-cup. Other schools use bulky external pelvic protectors that fit into a belt or shorts.

St Lucy’s has found that far fewer of our students have pelvic injuries from contact sports when wearing a Penetrator plug than other schools students wearing Jill-cups. A student can be confident she is protected from a blow to her pelvis even when she is wearing a thong bikini, tights or a leotard when a Penetrator is concealed beneath it. A standard pelvic protector can work well for sports, but not the arts or while modeling. Of course Penetrators are excellent training for ballet because working en pointe, jumping and splits with a Penetrator inserted strengthens the pelvic floor.

And because so many of St. Lucy’s student leaders come from ballet students a Penetrator plug and therefore the need for routine full body waxings have become esthetic must-haves for most of the fashion conscious students.

A reader asked: “Is it safe to use Ben Wa balls with a Mirena IUD.” If the balls are metal (stainless steel or chrome plated) or stone (Jade) then it’s quite safe to wear Ben Wa balls with a Mirena inserted. The problem arises with Mirena and ParaGard and any other IUD with strings that descend from the cervix into the vagina, when the strings interfere with the seal of a cervical barrier such as a diaphragm or cervical cap or stick to the rubber device causing the IUD to be pulled out when the diaphragm or cap is removed.