Why I wasn’t at Astor Courts

Astor Courts Rhinebeck, NY

My invitation to the Rhinebeck, NY wedding: I’m not upset that I wasn’t invited to Chelsea’s and Marc’s wedding. I understand why I wasn’t. I do clean up nicely so I’m quite presentable in Armani and Jimmy Choos (actually, at 39 I’m still gorgeous) but if I had been recognized my reputation would have possibly made me a center of attention, or at least a distraction. We all know how terrible the tabloid press and paparazzi have become and on Chelsea’s special day that’s something that none of us wanted. I’m more a friend of Bill’s than anything and I do get to see him occasionally. I’m proud to say that I’ve helped him relax during some very high stress times in his life. I’ve met the family and even coached Hillary a time or two suggesting some things she could do to relax and enjoy time with her husband. I sent Chelsea and Marc a nice gift. At 30 Chelsea is a lovely lady and I don’t think she completely approves of me. If my gift isn’t returned I’ll consider that she may have forgiven me, or not.

A plus for me in not being invited is that I didn’t have to fight the traffic in the village and be pre-positioned a day or so in advance like the other guests. The closest ‘Limnaea’, my G550, could have landed is an old military base now called Stewart International Airport (SWF) which is 40 miles and an hours drive down river from Rhinebeck so it wasn’t a convenient location, but then I wasn’t consulted about that. I certainly wouldn’t have wanted to fly commercial since that would have required me not diving a day or two before flying to minimize the chances of getting DCS. Had I been invited I would have had to attend since it would have been an offer I couldn’t have refused so I think it worked out best for everyone. I know Bill and Hill are relieved that everything went well and I hope the newly married couple will be supremely happy together!

Cyndi and Natasha: In a comment posted on my July 30 entry “Cyndi’s Cycle” Eric wrote: “I have to wonder why Cyndi would have been fretting about being pregnant when every test showed up negative! Maybe she heard all the stories about the late Freddie and felt he could bypass copper IUDs. That would be unlikely.”

I’d like to expand on my reply (on that entry) to say that I think Cyndi was fixated on pregnancy because she and Natasha have bonded and Cyndi sees her is being an expert on birth control, overlooking the fact that one of Natasha’s four recent lovers (including Freddy) managed to get to her egg and impregnate her. Natasha is a risk taker with contraception so she doesn’t mind cutting corners or taking a lot of just-this-once risks and one got her in trouble. With Cyndi I’ve tried to protect her as best I can so that with a GyneFix inserted she can have as much bareback sex as she wants w/o having to worry, as long as she stays within the pool of screened lovers we use for training escorts and St Lucy’s students.

Cyndi’s cycle

5 minute results serum pregnancy test

Cyndi’s cycle: Well, it’s Friday July 30th and cycle day one (CD1) for me and most of my circle whose cycles are synched to mine. Returning readers may remember that almost all the women who train with me and who are cycling naturally found that their menstrual cycles almost always are synched to mine because of the pheromones from training and sweating in close proximity to each other so much of the time.

You remember that because Cyndi became infatuated with Freddy, (the Austrian dancer who was one of Natasha’s lovers and who I hired to partner Natasha while she is dancing at the High-rollers club) she thinks he impregnated her as he had so many of the dancers he was intimate with in various European ballet companies. The fact that Cyndi has a GyneFix IUD inserted so it is nearly impossible for her to become pregnant didn’t lessen the certainty of her belief that she would miss her period this cycle and test positive for the pregnancy hormone, hCG.

I took her to the clinic the first of this week for a serum pregnancy test which is far more sensitive than the First Response HPTs she had been using and there was no trace of hCG, but she was still skeptical. She could have gone alone, but I wanted to show my support whichever way the test went. At this point I’m not sure if she really wanted to be carrying Freddy’s baby or if she is laying a guilt trip on herself. She had been feeling pre-menstrual for the last several days with the normal accumulation of fluid prior to the start of menstrual bleeding and she interpreted that as very early signs of pregnancy, which would be extremely rare.

As I mentioned earlier the women in my circle who are cycling naturally are in synchrony with my cycle and nearly all of us (including Cyndi) started spotting yesterday and switched to wearing diaphragms/gas guards or menstrual cups for flow control. Cyndi began flowing normally last night so she is definitely not preggers and now seems to have accepted that fact and I think she is happy with that outcome.

Menstrual sex and gas guards: A lot of our men (especially European and Asian clients) love it when we are menstrual because they like to play in our bloody discharge. You’ll remember that when menstrual the only effective upper reproductive tract protection from embolisms and infection from pool water during deep dive sex - at depths below 10 meters - while menstruating is the Reflexions flat spring latex diaphragm. When not menstrual an Oves cap is the best gas guard (if a women can be correctly fitted with it) because of its small size, but an Oves or FemCap can’t be worn when menstrual because the flow would float the cap off the cervix and allow gas bubbles or pool water to pass into the uterus. So when menstrual we all use Reflexions latex gas guards to make things simpler; if a girl has an opportunity to dive deeper that ten meters she doesn’t have to switch from an arcing or coils spring rim to a flat spring Reflexions to be fully protected. Women who have GyneFix IUDs inserted or have cycles of 28 days or longer (so there is no chance of ovulating while menstrual) can safely remove their gas guards while menstrual if not planning to have sex underwater. That is such a popular option – to go with the flow - for escorts or courtesans since so many of our lovers enjoy the scent, taste, feel and look of bloody discharge during menstrual sex.

A reader asks: “Can you pump pure oxygen into the uterus?” OMG! Yes, you can, but why would you? Gas in the uterus will kill the woman! And it doesn’t have to be done with pure oxygen, any gas will do. We recently found that was used to off a Russian courtesan who specialized in dive sex while she was visiting friends in town. It’s a popular option for a professional hit since it is a fast and clean way to snuff a chick during a dive. You don’t even have to remove her gas guard- unless she has an Oves sucking on her cervix because Oves is the only gas guard that will protect the upper reproductive tract while being bubble fucked -.just insert a bubble-fuck reg and depress the purge button. I think the snuff video purists like to see the girl spasm during a heart attack. With a stroke there is usually a lot less action because the woman is paralyzed and drowns or suffocates quickly. So the videos of the heart attack victims writhing in pain in dive gear are much more eagerly sought after. For more about bubble-fucking see my entry for August 16, 2009

If a bubble-fuck regulator isn’t available you can make a surface apparatus by rigging up a cannula to a demand valve on one end and menstrual cup on the other. The Menstrual cup (A Diva or a Moon Cup) is inserted in the woman’s vagina and fitted over her cervix. Pressure from the cannula holds the cup in place. The purge button on the reg is depressed sending a surge of compressed gas into the wearer’s uterus where it will enter the bloodstream and cause an embolism that will cause a massive stroke or heart attack just as though she was underwater. Compressed air inserted in the uterus leaves no external marks on the body so at first it appears the woman died of natural causes.

The Sybian machine

A basic Sybian machine

The Sybian machine: Sybian machines are the erotic ride of choice among escorts and there are several custom shops that imbed the Sybian machinery into Bull rides, recliner chairs and office furniture, among other things. Gepetto has a small Sybian customization shop that he started because it so often involves his other clients and working with leather or rubber. For anyone who isn’t familiar with the Sybian it is a motor driven masturbatory device that can be used for penetrative stimulation of the vagina or anus or both. Here is an overview of the Sybian from the manufacturer’s brochure:

“The name ‘Sybian’ is derived from an ancient Greek city famous as a centre of luxurious living. A Sybarite is defined as a person who likes luxurious things and the Sybian has been designed with the objective of sexual luxury and intense pleasure for women.

A lot of women have a preconception of their sexual capability which is derived from the sexual experiences they have had to date in their lives. Some women have an idea that more may be possible for them, but are not quite sure how to go about reaching their full sexual potential. The Sybian enables women to do this.

This machine guarantees orgasms unlike those which you have ever experienced. From the simple stimulation of the clitoris and vagina to deep penetration and stimulation of the g-spot with multiple orgasms – everything is possible!

The Sybian comes with a range of inserts to suit all tastes small to large, narrow to wide and by using a special insert you can enjoy vaginal and anal stimulation at the same time.

The Sybian can be used alone, or as a couple you can integrate it perfectly in love making. Sybian is already a firm favorite with women and couples all over the world.

Sybian provides simulated intercourse by way of a vaginal insert and two separate controls allowing independent regulation of vibration and rotation over a wide range of speeds. It is a motorized unit encased in a plastic housing with a comfortable padded washable vinyl cover and is powered by a regular house-hold current.

In addition to the insert vibrating, the surface of the insert which extends from the clitoris to the perinea also vibrates. This means that all areas both external and internal receive vibration. The rotation of the insert is controlled by a second dial on the control unit which is easily to hand at the end of a cable extending from the main unit. As the insert rotates it is massaging the whole inner vagina. Each time it passes over the front wall of the vagina it massages the Gräfenberg spot, or G-spot.

The stimulations (vibrate and rotate) can be regulated separately, so the combination of the two over a wide variety of speeds offers many different sensations to suit the varying tastes of women.

A few technical details:
The rotation is adjustable from 0 to 150 revolutions per minute.
The vibration is also adjustable from 0 to 6500 revolutions per minute.
You or your partner can regulate the Sybian with the Remote Control which is connected by a cable which is 90 centimeters in length.
The Sybian is covered with a fluid-proof easily cleansed durable synthetic cover.
All individual parts are made of robust and quality materials.
The Sybian can be loaded with up to 435 kg.
All inserts are soft, comfortable and easy to change. They can be cleaned and disinfected easily.
The Sybian weighs about 9 kg, the length is 32 cm, the width is 34cm and the height is 26cm.”

The Sybian machine and safety: As popular as it is more women seem to be having serious accidents while riding a Sybian. We were alerted to this trend by some patents coming to the clinic for treatment of vaginal tears, lesions or bruising from unpleasant Sybian encounters. We saw these accidents as a potential source of porn video material so we have agreements with contacts who can get us security videos from most of the major locations where accidents might happen and a lot of the fetish and wealthier homes in the area. And of course there are the occasions when I’m called out on a clean-up project where I have immediate access to the security cams and can burn my own copy.

I’m pleased to say that there has been a recent trend to upgrading CCTV systems so a lot of the security video equipment used is now very high quality HD and has a remote transmission feature so if we have enough notice we can arrange to have the cams recording and transmitting and the customer can’t tell. The Contacts approached Gepetto who had put out very discreet feelers on my behalf to see if there was a possibility of getting access to more raw video. We left Taryn protected, but she makes the final decisions. If she buys the digital stream her techies clean up the raw video and package it and distribute the more salacious as porn and the unfortunate (violent or tragic) endings as snuff videos for the Asian and European markets.

Natasha, coping with loss: Having lost her ballet partner she reached out to a French Danseur Noble who had partnered her last summer when she danced engagements on the Côte d'Azur. She says he is every bit as skilled a partner as Freddy and, she smiled when she mentioned this, he is more or less monogamous, meaning he is only sexually active with the woman he is dancing with for the duration of their engagement. He is also very careful that the women he is with are using an effective method of birth control so their intimacy doesn’t lead to ‘complications’. When I offered him house chips to play my casinos tables while he is partnering Natasha he agreed to come (she thinks he is sweet on her) and should be here tomorrow. Meanwhile, Natasha has been dancing classical strip solos to Boléro by Maurice Ravel, which was originally composed as a ballet commissioned by Russian ballerina Ida Rubenstein and premiered in 1928. Her performance to Boléro lasts 15 minutes and 30 seconds and she is causing a near riot in the High-Rollers venue at the 13 minute point when she removes her plug, which she wears in lieu of a G-string, and waves it around splattering front row audience members with her vaginal fluids.

Goodbye to Freddy: We had a small memorial service for Freddy after he was cremated. The ashes have been sent back to an uncle for burial in Austria. The story is that he was terribly burned in an auto accident on a mountain road. Attending, in addition to the priest, were Natasha, Cyndi (who still thinks she might be pregnant by him, though I’m convinced she’s not), Adolph, who is a distant relative, Anya who he admired for her contortions in bed, and me. Other than Cyndi, who was a bit teary-eyed, none of us shed a tear and the Catholic service was over in 35 minutes because there was no homily and all we found to say about him was that he was a wonderful dance partner and he had amazing bedroom skills.

Actually, there is a sense of relief in my company because in the short time he was with us he turned out to be more trouble than he was worth, even though he was a divine partner for Natasha. Adolph was remarkably composed about Freddy’s death considering he was distant family. He seemed almost rational when he agreed with me that he didn’t see trying to take on a foreign government, though he wouldn’t be averse to doing something if the opportunity arose.

Chastity belts – the French connection

Silicone rubber and stainless steel belt with an integral vaginal plug.

Freddy and the Chastity belt: Frederick, the Austrian ballet dancer who is a guest artist with my company this summer had an unfortunate encounter, apparently with a femme fatale on a mission. Returning readers remember he is the pussy-hound and all around bad-boy who left a trail of pregnancies all across Europe in ballet companies for which he danced. Freddy had been on his own several nights this past week when Beth and I were at Adolph’s to help Abi, his Pool assistant and Lorelei in residence, learn how to get into some new latex encasement suits he had bought for her. He had seen me wearing mine and liked it so much he bought several for Abi.

So Freddy was out prowling at the Meat Market where he can run a tab. He was chatting up a beautiful blond in her mid 20s. She was pretty enough and dressed conservatively but provocatively enough that the bar-girls remembered her, which tells me she must have been stunning. We do have some frames of her on the security videos but I’m told they don’t do her justice. We first thought she was at the Meat Market, the pick-up bar at Naughty’s, to have an evening’s fun teasing men, but I changed my mind after studying the videos because she turned away three admirers before Freddy approached her. .

She was in a flowing skirt and they became friendly enough over drinks that he found she was locked securely into a modern penetrating chastity belt, similar to the one in the pic at the top of this entry. We know because she went to the ladies lounge to relieve herself and we have her on video with her skirt up unlocking the device and hanging it on the purse hook while she peed. The device covers the wearer’s labia, clitoris and clitoral shaft as well as having an integral vaginal plug deeply inserted so it can’t be pushed to one side even enough to get fingers inside her.

Freddy took her pelvis being under lock and key as a personal challenge and he jokingly threatened to drill the lock on her chastity belt. Her reply was that if he was that determined to have her they should go back to her place. That much was picked up by the directional mike of the minder assigned to him to prevent him getting in too much trouble. She was followed as she drove him into the hills west of town to a large villa she had rented. There were no other cars at the house and when the minder reported in she was told to watch the house. In the very early morning the blonde seemed to leave alone and the minder was told to keep watching the house.

Later that morning the minder was told to approach the house and see what she could find. The front door was unlocked and when she entered she could smell the metallic scent of blood. She found Freddy's nude bound spread-eagle on the bed in the master suite lying in a pool of dried blood. His genitals had been cut off and packed into the toe of one of his leather ballet slippers and the slipper had been stuffed in his mouth and his throat slit. There were Taser barb marks on his back so that’s almost certainly how she took control then tied him up while he was stunned.

The French connection: The security cams at McCarran didn’t show anything, but there was a private jet that took off about two hours after the chastity-chick left the house. The flight plan said Mexico City (MEX) but our contact said it didn’t land there. The tail ID traced back to a rental company in Spain and the passenger was a young blonde woman. The rental was paid for by a shell company, the same one that paid for the house rental. The shell is thought to belong to French intelligence. At this point Tanaquil and I are considering our options. I really hate the fact that apparently there was a sanctioned hit by someone in the French government on someone in my employ.

On the other hand everyone knows Freddy was a trouble maker and almost certainly got what he deserved. I’m thinking I’ve been dissed by a foreign government, but if one of the chicks he knocked up had been my daughter or ward, I would probably have castrated him myself. Tanaquil said three of the dancers he impregnated were French and one, the daughter of a government official, committed suicide so I think it’s a good bet that her death was the trigger for the hit. Tanaquil, who has slept with at least half of the men in the upper levels of French government, is counseling restraint because if I contracted for the assassin to be taken out (assuming she could be found) it would start a war with the French Government that I couldn’t win. Certainly she’s right. I don’t like it but, I’m choosing my battles wisely. Freddy is not a hill I’m willing to die on.

Natasha’s decision

The beauty of a hyper extended knee en pointe

Natasha's Menstrual Extraction: I went with Natasha, my Russian guest artist, to have her menstrual extraction Saturday morning, 07-10-2010. It was a no-brainer really. I knew she was going to terminate, she just had to sort through the options on her own. I held her hand through the procedure and it went well. I changed my mind about having her get a GyneFix implant just yet because I have an idea about how I am going to get my money back from her Monte Carlo gambling debts I paid off to get her to come to Vegas and make a sizable profit on the deal. She didn’t want to look at the vacuum jar containing her uterine lining and the fetus that was being sucked out. She was a bit emotional at the end, though it wasn’t because she was having second thoughts, or at least that’s what she said. She was given a ten-day regimen of Ciprofloxacin and told that if she wore her Reflexions gas guard it was safe to have penetrative sex if she felt like it. She is still emotional and doesn’t feel like having sex and was concerned about Freddy, wondering “who will take care of Frederick’s needs” while she was unavailable. She was looking at me as though expecting me to help in that regard and finally came out and asked me to take him into my bed to keep him away from other women and told me he was an amazing sex partner. Can you believe that? She’s in denial about his needs. I could have told her that no single woman is enough for Freddy’s ego, he is a natural cunt hunter, but she was too vulnerable emotionally for me to lay that on her then.

Apparently Freddy hadn’t told her I’d taken him out for a test drive to see how he handled at speed and how much torque there was on his drive-shaft. And, I didn’t tell her that Freddy had already approached me about an interim sexual arrangement while she is recovering. The timing is prefect from my perspective since Jacques is away in Austria impregnating a 30 y/o Austrian Countess who is having trouble conceiving because her 75 y/o husband is shooting blanks. I’m betting it’s his money and the ancestral book and painting collections she is after. Although, for that she wouldn’t have to have a child, she could just fuck him into a coronary and have him die in the saddle.

So I’ll be fucking Freddy while Jacques is away planting seed and Natasha is recovering. She is perfectly fine as a dancer and they are magnificent together in the pas de deux from Manon where she has to project unrelenting despair in her dancing. It’s just that the abortion has put her off sex. Only temporarily I hope because I need that sexual tension between them to get their best performances in the happier roles. Freddy in my bed is a great arrangement for now since his HIV and HSV tests came back negative so all I need to worry about is pregnancy which with me wearing Oves is very unlikely. That’s even though I’m CD10 today and fertile for the next four days so I’m sexually aggressive and need a good hard experienced lover with plenty of stamina.

Egg harvesting: To get my money back from Natasha’s gambling debts I’ve decided to harvest her eggs and sell them to fertility clinics. There are smart beautiful college girls who pay for their college education and setting themselves up in business afterward by selling their eggs for amazing sums to couples who want to try and design their babies. It’s a sellers market so I should be able to get $75,000 to $125,000 USD for one and I plan to get at least eight. I’ll not keep all the money for myself. One third will go to Natasha and I’m sure she will agree or I will tell her parents about her abortion. In the nicest possible way of course with a video of her on the table with her beautiful legs spread and her feet in the stirrups and the collection jar and its contents easily seen as the vacuum sprays bits of her endometrium the fetus against the sides of the container.

Adolph and the World Cup: Germany defeated Uruguay 3-2 for third place finish in the World Cup so Adolph had to settle for that and I think he took out his frustration on Ginny during dive-sex, riding her hard and shutting off her air while they were thirty feet below the surface as he brought her to orgasm and then finished inside her. When they surfaced she seemed to have enjoyed the experience and told me how much more intense her G-spot orgasm was when she couldn’t breathe. So I think I was right leaving her to Adolph’s tender mercies. Even though Ginny isn’t German Adolph is treating her well (by his standards) and they have been seen in several good restaurants together with her wearing Abi’s latex encasement suits as though they were custom made for her.