Wet dreams – women and dive-sex

Photo by Carl Montoya of a pensive woman diver

The Photo:  So enigmatic! A hauntingly beautiful photo by Carl Montoya capturing the longing – or perhaps it’s concern - on the woman diver’s face as she sinks toward the bottom of the pool. She is obviously on the prowl as her eyes are made-up and she is getting lip-gloss on the mouthpiece of her reg. Clad in a tight rubber thong-bottom suit for easy access and with her head cocked she’s listening to the hiss of gas as with collapsed cheeks she sucks on her demand valve. Soon there will be the roar of bubbles rushing toward the surface as she exhales hardly moving while she waits. What could she be thinking…?

Pensive pondering: I talked with three of my women Halloween house party guests who had experienced the thrill of underwater sex while night diving in SCUBA gear with male guests. They shared the thoughts they had while adjusting to the pressure as they descended toward the bottom and during the process of being tethered by an ankle leash to a large cement block on the bottom in mid pool to prevent being forced into the walls during strenuous activity while mating.  

The jaded escort:  The young blonde in a form fitting rubber suit waiting for her new lover to descend to join her and wondering...  Is he experienced enough with rubber suits to gently pull the thong bottom to one side or should I do it for him? If I did, would I appear too anxious? I’m so glad my pubes are completely nude. The laser removal worked well and prevents having even short hair being pulled when a lover is moving my rubber or tight fitting fabric suit out of his way. Will he stay hard during the encounter until I milk him? Has he taken a performance enhancer to prevent penis wilting? It’s a common problem with first time men or men over forty and one escorts hate. I’m so glad I’m not menstrual so there is no concern that my flow will stain my suit, but if he rubs my cervix raw which has happened, I could have heavy spotting after sex.

Will the reproductive tract protection I’m wearing to prevent the hydraulics of his thrusting from forcing water into my uterus during dive-sex be effective?  Then she, nearly freaks out when she remembers that she forgot to insert her barrier before entering the water! Suddenly her major concern is that her well-endowed lover will be so energetic thrusting into her anterior fornix that without her contraceptive barrier, worn for “flood insurance”, he will dislodge the mucus plug in her cervical os. 

That is a legitimate worry since she faked her negative pregnancy test and is about eight weeks along and she briefly considers cancelling the encounter and heading to the surface, but decides to go ahead with their encounter. Her unintended pregnancy is by the man who escorted her to the party and she’s not yet showing so if she can get through their dive-sex encounter she might be ok for the rest of the party. She knows she shouldn’t be diving at all, but needs the money. Worse however, is the fact that she has fallen in love with the client and wants to carry his baby to term, but the longing to feel her married lover’s erection thrusting inside her is too great to resist so she risks harming the fetus should her mucus plug fail and she have water forced into her uterus.

The ingénue: While at a house party at this ancient rambling pile, the young ballerina accepts an invitation from a gorgeous young hardbody man from an adjoining estate for a night dive-sex encounter in their hostess’s deep indoor pool. While she is a good swimmer she has never used SCUBA gear or a thong-back rubber suit like the one she was given to wear and is very uncertain about her safety both from the standpoint of an equipment failure and also from possible injury to her reproductive tract while mating with her dive partner. She is also uncertain about what is expected of her other than being a warm, tight, deep reservoir for the deposit of her lover’s seed.

He is an amazingly handsome man with a gloriously sexy hairy chest. She becomes aroused as she fantasizes about slowly pushing her erect nipples through his thick soft pelt of brown chest hair once she can get out of the rubber suit. The thought of that makes the muscles of her vagina gently spasm, her flat belly tingle and her labia swell and part with desire. But her lover is known to have a reputation for trouble, which she thinks makes him that much more interesting.

She had several glasses of champagne before she accepted the invitation and as she floats nearly weightless awaiting her partner’s completion of tethering her to the bottom with an ankle leash she reconsidered the rumors she had heard about him. Not that all the rumors are true of course as those sorts of stories seem to compound in the retelling, but still… She’d repeatedly heard that he had impregnated at least three young women who had gone night diving with him. And, supposedly, they all insist it was from their underwater sexual encounters with him that they conceived. Worse was the fact that they all were on a very effective form of contraception – a hormonal IUD - so talking with one another they couldn’t understand how three IUD pregnancies could occur in such a short time with the same man! Hormonal IUDs have a failure rate of less than 1% and none of the women were near the end of their IUDs effective life and all were correctly placed.

If the stories are true having three different women experience IUD failures and becoming preggers by the same man strongly suggests the man was somehow tampering with their hormone levels. While she watched as her lover fastened the Velcro closure of the leash around her ankle, the ingénue had time to think about his earlier partner’s pregnancies and consider if she felt well enough protected be the frameless regular (6 copper bead) GyneFix IUD recently implanted. She was fertile and on CD13 so she should ovulate the next day, but the ions from the dissolving copper should immobilize his sperm before they reached her tubes.

Since she isn’t on hormones she decided there was no way for him to have tampered with the effectiveness of her GyneFix as she had the strings trimmed off so it couldn’t be accidently pulled out if she wore a diaphragm for “flood insurance”. But she had put off having a diaphragm fitting and now regretted passing up the opportunity to be fitted for the custom flat spring latex diaphragm that is the most effective barrier to wear for flood insurance; to prevent the possibility, however slight, of having a partner force water into her uterus and give her PID. She vowed book an appointment with her Gyn to be fitted when she returned to London.  While she was wearing no barrier for “flood insurance” on balance she was very glad that she had a packet of the morning-after pill ellaOne, a 30mg tablet of ulipristal acetate, in her cosmetic kit and planned to take it as back-up contraception as soon as she got back to her bedroom.  

The fiancé hunter: The assertive young blonde in the very tight fitting rubber thong-bottom suit is husband hunting and had come to the house party with the man she had decided would make her a good husband as he has a title and money.  He is the third man she had decided met her requirements. The previous two had escaped her net and married someone else and she was determined that this one would be helplessly in her thrall before the house party was over. Not that she was lowering her expectations an any way by being after him as he was the eldest son of an Earl whose previous fiancée had been killed in a boating accident several years earlier and he was only now returning to the social scene seeking female companionship.  She is known to her circle of male acquaintances as a consummate flirt and one of the best nonprofessional women in southern England at performing fellatio.

Unknown to her friends however is the fact that she had been upgrading her pelvic skills by training for several months to provide Pompoir and the Mare’s trick for her lovers. She decided that underwater where they would float weightless was a marvelous place to test her new skills to entrap the man she wanted as a husband. She needed one to give her social status and keep her in the style to which she had been accustomed (as a banker’s daughter) while she developed a small stable of men to satisfy her sexual needs during her prospective husband’s frequent absences from home away on business.

The videos from the pool that recorded every caress and thrust of their encounter show her partner having his brains fucked out nearly expelling his regulator on several occasions while he held himself stationary buried deep in her hard, flat belly as she milked his penis. Then wrapped her legs around him and gripped his penis so tight in the Mare’s Trick grip that the blood was trapped in his erection during the few minutes of his refractory interval. Once she released her grip he was ready to be stimulated to orgasm again w/o having his erection wilt or withdrawing from her vagina. By the end of the house party she seemed to have been successful as she was leading her intended fiancé around on a psychological penis leash.

The Halloween house party

A gold-twist borosilicate glass dildo

The Photo: A borosilicate glass dildo 7.0 inches long and 1.5 inches in diameter that I got from Glass Fantasy. It can be warmed or cooled before insertion and boiled for sterilization. The flanged base fits into a suction cup that will hold it stationary horizontally - to attach it to a studio mirror for ballet-sex training – or vertically if sitting on the floor or a hard chair. It’s a marvelous toy!

Dildo masturbation: All of my women guests were looking forward to experiencing underwater sex either with a partner or using a glass dildo. Each of them told me on Tuesday before they left what a marvelous time they had with their male partners and what a thrill dive-sex had been.  Upon arrival, my women guests all had to take home pregnancy tests before Carla, my Divemaster, would allow them into the pool for underwater sex. Carla helped several of the married women guests have their first underwater orgasm using borosilicate glass dildos and silicone vaginal lube. Masturbatory dive-sex can be an amazingly erotic experience and a wonderful kinky escape for a conservative woman who is concerned about a possible pregnancy from sex with a male partner other than her husband.  

UK changed back to GMT: On Sunday October 30^th, everyone in UK lost an hour as we reverted from British Summer Time (BST) to Greenwich Mean Time or GMT. Switching from Daylight Saving Time to Standard Time in the U.S and Canada will occur on Sunday November 6, 2016.

My Halloween house party: Most of the guests at my Halloween celebration just sleep in - except for the few men who go deer and wild boar hunting - and seem to be having a lovely time, although there have been some unintended consequences for some of the ‘entertainment’ staff. My guests are enjoying delicious meals from my head cook’s, Mrs. Bridge, kitchen; venison steaks, roast boar tenderloin and rack of spring lamb to name a few.

Dive Sex -unintended consequences: One of Tanaquil’s escorts flooded her FFM while orgasming during dive-sex with his grace the Duke of M**** in my shallow pool – they were at the 48-foot, 8 fathom level - and developed aspiration pneumonia from getting water in her lungs. I’ve usually found that flooding a well-fitting FFM is rather hard to do accidently. She is a very experienced dive-sex escort, but stuff happens!  She must have hit it with her hand while screaming during particularly strong vaginal contractions.

Another of Tanaquil’s girls got water forced into her uterus when the FemCap displaced off her cervix and is being treated to prevent pelvic inflammatory disease, PID. Fortunately, so far none of my guests has been injured. A good many men who hadn’t experienced dive-sex have taken the opportunity to try it under controlled and relatively safe conditions with Carla, my Divemaster, monitoring their encounters as a safety precaution.

I’m pleased to say that none of my women guests had any apparent reproductive tract problems while here from Friday to Tuesday. I don’t count the pregnant escort who faked her pregnancy test and arrived as the partner of an invited male guest. [More about that in my next post.] In the future, all house party pregnancy tests will be administered in sight of a nurse or Gyn. It will take three or four weeks to know for certain that there were no unintended pregnancies, but it is very unlikely since I am the only one not on some form of long acting reversible contraceptive (LARC) and I had ovulated several days before I took my lovers without any form of contraceptive protection. So, I’m pleased to say that I still have sperm from at least three men in my tubes as I write this. 

Unprotected sex for Halloween: For Halloween, I ovulated right on time (Friday the 28^th) this cycle. So, I was able to take my partners totally unprotected on Halloween, Monday (the 31^st) and I’m luxuriating with the knowledge that I have several men’s sperm in my tubes waiting for me to release an egg which won’t occur for another three and a half weeks, from their standpoint long after the little swimmers will be dead and flushed out.  I know I’ve mentioned the sperm in my tubes at least twice, but I’m exceptionally pleased that my lovers did their biologic best planting highly motile sperm deep inside me all to no avail.  

Thanksgiving planning: Thanksgiving is celebrated in the U.S. on the fourth Thursday in November which this year falls on the twenty-fourth.  I’m already thinking about my Thanksgiving celebration here at Blackthorn Castle. As I wrote last year the Thanksgiving holiday, complete with roast turkey, seems to have caught on in the UK, perhaps because everyone likes another holiday. So, I will be holding another holiday house part this Thanksgiving.

Sex Thanksgiving week: I should be fertile beginning about the 21^st and ovulate on the day after thanksgiving, the 25^th, so there is no way I will be able to safely take my lover(s) totally unprotected during that time as I did on Halloween. I’ll probably wear a tiny silicone Oves cervical cap screwed down tight on my cervix the entire week as Oves can be worn at any depth during dive-sex. The only drawback with Oves is that you can’t use most silicone lubes – other than the specially formulated DiveGel+ - with it which is needed for dive-sex.

The Halloween ball - One Thousand and One Nights

My Scheherazade costume for the Barony’s first Halloween ball

The photo:  Front view. This is a Rhonda playsuit from Agent Provocateur. I’ll be wearing it as the character Scheherazade for the Blackthorn Barony’s first Halloween ball since I succeeded to the Barony. I chose this photo because the model looks a lot like me as she has a Balanchine body; slim, small breasts, long legs, long neck and red hair. Though my lips aren’t quite as full, my cheekbones are more prominent and her hair not as red as mine. I got two of complete ensembles (playsuit, headpiece and pasties) because I expect an aroused partner may not be as gentle as he should be trying to get me out of it. I love the gold pasties because I can easily breastfeed a thirsty man while wearing a Rhonda suit. The playsuits rose gold and metal were £1,995 each. The Rhonda Headpiece (sold separately) Rose Gold and Metal £925 each. Also, sold separately were the pasties rose gold and metal, £195 each set. Wearing a playsuit and pasties in the great hall in late October is a very chilly experience, even with the main fireplace alight – I’ve already tried it -  so I’ll probably be drinking the Barony’s famous Blackthorn sloe brandy for warmth.

I considered wearing a latex catsuit under it for warmth, but while retaining body heat latex wouldn’t be in keeping with an Arabian woman’s costume at the time the stories in One Thousand and One Nights were first collected hundreds of years ago. However, I can rationalize wearing Gaynor Minden pointes as they display my long perfectly toned legs amazingly and protect my feet from the cold rough stone floor of the Great hall.  

My Rhonda playsuit rear view

The Photo: Showing the snug rear fit of the headpiece, the chains dangling from the pasties and the thong strap disappearing between the buttocks. The chains in headpiece tangle easily in long hair. Fortunately, I have a dresser to fasten me into the playsuit and headpiece or I’d take hours to get into it by myself. It just takes seconds for a man to get me out of it!

Claiming bragging rights: At £3115 for each ensemble; playsuit, headpiece and pasties, excuse me while I go on a bit about this costume especially since I bought two of them because they are delicate and can be easily damaged not to mention difficult to get into and uncomfortable to wear in a drafty castle.

The Playsuit: At £1,995 each. From the AP description:

• “Dazzling in the dark, Rhonda mixes exotic eroticism with Studio 54-style glamour. This exquisite playsuit adorns the body with sweeping chains, cupchains of pink crystal, and textured coin-style motifs in a mix of silver and rose gold colours. Three chains sweep around the neck to meet at a metal hoop, from which more chains drape down to the hips to a row of hoops and hanging chains which glisten and swing seductively as you move. At the back, the playsuit secures at the nape of the neck and the back of the hips, and is decorated with further hanging chains. Wear with our Deziree lingerie set for a show-stopping look. Rhonda is part of our demi-couture collection, Soiree. This is a delicate item that should be handled with care.” No lingerie for me while wearing this for the ball”
• “Details & Fit Available in one size only.
  - Lobster clasp adjustment at centre back waist and centre back neck
  - Perfect for wearing over lingerie or accessorizing with your outfits”
• “Fabrics & care: Main material: Copper and zinc.
  Please handle and store delicate items with care to prevent from snagging.”

The thong-back cup is about the only fabric in the whole suit and with metal chains swinging in the breeze while the suit really makes a statement it is not the most comfortable to wear in the mountains of Wales in a drafty castle. Fortunately, I’ve had my flu and pneumonia shots. 

The Headpiece: Rose Gold and Metal £925

• Product Information: “Dazzling in the dark, Rhonda mixes exotic eroticism with Studio 54-style glamour. With a 1920s influence, this gorgeous head-dress sits closely against the head, with lustrous, black textured coins leading to draped hanging chains and sparkling crystal cup chains in black and rose gold, scattered with textured motifs surrounding your face for a sense of movement and mystery. Wear it with our matching playsuit, sold separately. This is a delicate item that should be handled with care.”
• “Details & Fit: Available in one size only.
  Gunmetal textured pennies with a mixture of Swarovski cupchain and chain.”
• “Fabrics & care: Main material: copper zinc.
  Please handle and store delicate items with care to prevent snagging.”

Pasties: Pasties are pasties, but these are £195 each set! The body adhesive I use, Stick-it, keeps them securely in place and suppresses nipple leakage. I was worried about that, but it seems the chains aren’t too heavy. However, they are cold against my skin!

Sex in a Rhonda playsuit: In case anyone is interested, for vaginal penetration in both missionary or entered from the rear the center back waist lobster clasp must be opened as there is very little give in the fabric part of the thong waistband and none in the Swarovski crystal cupchains when the suit is properly worn. A partner opening the neck and center back lobster clasps can have me out of it in seconds! I’m so glad that I have nude pubes – the hair permanently removed by laser some months ago – as this isn’t a costume that flatters with hair accidently showing around the cup.

My contraceptive protection: On Halloween, I will be CD17 and should have ovulated three days earlier. So, if I’m luteal as I expect to be I can safely go without using any barrier protection to feel the warmth and sensitivity of skin-on-skin during penis-vagina intercourse and have my lover(s) sperm in my tubes with very little likelihood of any of their little swimmers getting me preggers. Just the thought of that makes me wet and start panting.

The origin of Halloween: It is widely believed that many Halloween traditions originated from Celtic harvest festivals which may have pagan roots, particularly the Gaelic festival Samhain, and that this festival was Christianized as Halloween. In my region of Wales Celtic celebrations are still important as is the Celtic Goddess Rhiannon to my estate. The harvest festival was typically celebrated with bonfires, costumes and feasting. As my predecessor’s health declined the estate tradition of celebrating Samhain fell by the wayside. I intend to reintroduce this celebration to the local community.

The Ball theme: Scheherazade is a legendary queen and the storyteller of One Thousand and One Nights. The story goes that Shahryar (the king) found out one day that his first wife was unfaithful to him. Therefore, he resolved to marry a new virgin each day as well as behead the previous day's wife, so that she would have no chance to be unfaithful to him. Knowing this ahead of her night with the king Scheherazade tells him one story and then begins another, but stops mid story and tells him she will finish it the next night. The king agrees and doesn’t behead her and she continues this pattern each night. My guests will dress as characters in Scheherazade's stories such as: Princess Badroulbadour, Morgiana a clever slave girl etc. while the men will dress as Aladdin, Ali Baba, Sinbad the Sailor, Sultan of the Indies, Prince Ali, Prince Hussain and so on.  

Guests: The local Aristocracy, Lord D**** (Tim’s Father) and his wife, Lord A**** (Bryony’s father) and his wife, His Grace the Duke of M**** (Jack’s father) and his mistress, Jack Viscount Sandbach and his fiancé, Ashley and some influential members of Parliament who are also members of the Costume Club, AKA Clever Cunts. The guests from London and Kent arrived on ‘The Dragon’ my two-car traveling office and home on rails which I arranged to be attached to a train coming west through the station at Caersws on the way to Aberystwyth. His Grace flew down by helicopter from his home, Crag Abbey, in the mountains just west of and overlooking Loch Ness. I’m so pleased that everyone invited arrived and the celebration is off to a marvelous start.

STI screening: I hope no one thinks I hold this sort of house party anywhere; Vegas, Lost Cove or here at the castle w/o making sure all the guests have been carefully medically screened for STIs and other communicable diseases, such things as the Zika virus come to mind. My male guests are used to being asked for a current negative full panel STI test and the up-market male and female escorts Tanaquil is providing are all sexually healthy, but I wasn’t sure about how the female guests would react to the request for proof of being sexually healthy. I was pleasantly surprised than none of the wives or girlfriends refused or complained. I suppose they knew what to expect when being invited to a Friday to Monday house party. The Villagers and the Blackthorn Castle staff are pleased to see celebrations being held in the castle again as the previous Baroness was in poor health for the last several years of her life and held none.  Nor, I’m told did she ever ask for STI screening, but of course years ago, when with penicillin just about anything was curable and early pregnancy is easily taken care of by a vacuum aspiration she seems to have felt no need.   

Entertainment: There will be charades for group entertainment, swimming and dive-sex in my pool overseen by Carla, my Divemaster and Tanaquil, who runs Taryn’s Porn empire, will be providing boys and girls (all over the age of consent) for those guests both male and female who would like a change of pace from their regular partner(s) while spending the Friday through Monday House party at Blackthorn Castle.  And, supervised by my head gamekeeper there will be deer and wild boar hunting for anyone who enjoys tramping through the woods, the noise of fired long guns and the smell of burnt powder. Of course, sleeping late or retiring for a “nooner” is certainly permitted and in some instances, may be encouraged.  Chris, my male Gyn from the London women’s clinic, will be on hand to provide contraceptive meds, devices and counseling as needed. 

Weather: The good news is that no rain is forecast for the Friday through Monday celebration. Evenings should dip into the high 30s (F) and the days should reach the low 50s (F) with heavy clouds and fog.   

Location: All the guests will stay in the new (mid-18^th century) wing of the castle that was purpose built to house guests for festivities and has been newly refurbished to bring the suites up to current standards with modern amenities. The ball will be held in the great hall of Blackthorn Castle with fabric hung to suggest near eastern tents. Since the weather in the Cambrian mountains has already turned cold and damp the fireplace will be roaring and the minstrel’s galleries filled with musicians playing near eastern music.

Halloween and Samhain at Headlong Hall

“Majesty”, the Fredville Oak, Kent, UK

The Photo: Majesty photo by Paul Anthony Moore  “In Kent, between Dover and Canterbury, is the small village of Nonington. Just to the south of the village is the Estate Fredville Park home to several ancient trees. The mightiest tree of Fredville Park is Majesty; the Fredville Oak which the famous dendrologist, the late Alan Mitchell, and many others think is the most impressive of all British Oaks. Its enormous trunk has a circumference of 12.3 m (40 feet). There are six oaks in Britain which have an even somewhat bigger girth, but these are all short-trunked pollards, whereas Majesty is a 'maiden tree' with a long trunk up to 9 m (30 feet) height. In total the tree is 18 m (60 feet) tall.” The complete article can be read HERE

Socializing young guests at Halloween: Owners of neighboring estates had been invited to the Halloween house party at Headlong Hall and one family brought two young daughters who their parents said were eighteen and nineteen.  I’m a very good judge of girl’s ages and I would have bet they were not over sixteen, but very well filled out with lovely well toned bodies.  My reputation as a barrier fitter had preceded me and the girl’s mother came to me saying that both girls were on the pill and asking if it was safe for them to have sex with unprotected men. She also mentioned that the girls weren’t all that observant in taking their pills correctly so there was some concern that the girls may not be properly protected by the contraceptive hormones they were taking. Brigitte ensured all the guests had been screened and we had had negative full panel STI tests so the default assumption for sexual encounters was that men would wear no protection, though a partner could ask him to and if so he would be obliged to comply. However, at house parties held by aristocrats it is considered unsophisticated (read naïve) for a woman to ask a partner to sheathe his erection when her only concern is pregnancy which she could take steps to avoid w/o her partner’s assistance.

Therefore, their mother was desperately seeking a way to protect her daughters w/o them having to ask new male house party friends to wear condoms. It was something I understood all too well. Fortunately I had a half dozen Caya diaphragms and tubes of ContraGel spermicide aboard The Dragon parked on a siding  at the Canterbury station so I had Emily, my dresser, to pop down to the station and pick up two Caya packs containing one Caya, ContraGel and a reusable vaginal applicator and my set of diaphragm fitting rings. Then I fitted the girls who were reluctant to admit that hadn’t been taking their pills correctly. So Mom sat in a spare bedroom with her daughters while I checked that their pelvic anatomy would allow proper use of a Caya. What that meant was that their vaginas had to be of a size that that takes a conventional diaphragm no smaller than 65mm or larger than 80mm as well as having deep post-pubic vaults to take the relief arch on the anterior end of the rim. In their case my concern was the depth of their post-pubic vaults would be insufficient and that their vaginas may be too small, but all was well as they both had deep P-PVs and took 65mm rings when not aroused. Then I had them insert and remove the Caya several times and when inserted feel that the cervix was under the dome and how to apply the spermicide in the dome – no more than a teaspoon full, 5ml. When we were through their mom and I could tell the girls were relieved and one said she felt grown up having been fitted for a diaphragm a device specifically used for pregnancy protection that couldn’t be explained away as oral contraceptives can for treating skin conditions and regulating cycles.

Celebrating Samhain: According to Irish mythology, Samhain (like Beltane) was a time when the 'doorways' to the Otherworld opened, allowing supernatural beings and the souls of the dead to come into our world; but while Beltane was a summer festival for the living, Samhain "was essentially a festival for the dead". The Boyhood Deeds of Fionn says that the sídhe (fairy mounds or portals to the Otherworld) "were always open at Samhain". Reference

Sex with Majesty: Since I was the only one wanting to celebrate Samhain - which is typically celebrated from nightfall on October 31^st to nightfall on November 1^st I needed to be in the presence of something alive and very old.  Alistair who saw to it that he was my partner for the weekend said he knew just the thing and agreed to accompany me to one of the great trees in the UK where I could celebrate Samhain by performing my breeding ritual of thanksgiving and present my oblation of pomegranates to the Goddess. The massive oak, Majesty, is located at Fredville Park which is about12 miles down the A2 toward Dover from Headlong Hall. We made the trip after midnight in his Land Rover it took about 20 minutes to get into the park and to the magnificent oak. It’s on private property so Alistair had arranged with the owner for night access.

Majesty’s size can’t really be appreciated at night, but that was made up for by the serenity of the spot and the weather which was cool and dry but of course the ground was muddy from earlier rain and so there I was again in Gepettos leather ballet-boots, but this time getting them muddy. I didn’t worry about them leaking as they were well soaked in Obenauf's boot oil, but the insides get soaked anyway from my sweat. The good news was that there were no spiral stone stairways to climb.

When planning this trip I had no conscious plan to observe Samhain, but in retrospect Aphrodite must have been guiding my subconscious. Precognition I suppose. Why else would I have brought a black leather catsuit (because oily perfumes will destroy latex) a matching leather duster and a custom made scent from a Paris perfumery; a spicy scent of frankincense with cinnamon and a little sweet rush topped off with anise and coriander worn at my wrists, back of my neck and behind my ears. And, I brought along four brass charcoal censors with insulated handles and lids so they could be used outdoors and charcoal briquettes to burn a mixture of Frankincense and Myrrh, two pounds of granular Frankincense and Myrrh though we hardly used more than a quarter pound and a half bushel of pomegranates. The censors I set around the base of the tree at the four cardinal points of the compass and placed a circle of pomegranates around each censor before lighting it. We collected the censors after we were through with our breeding ritual and left the fruit for the deer to consume on Aphrodite’s behalf.

The sex in the presence of Majesty was marvelous! Gusts of wind moaned through the branches and a waning moon still bright shone intermittently through the clouds making the whole scene rather spooky. From the soft rustling overhead it seemed as though Majesty still wore half his leaves though they were quite deep on the ground. I wore the thick leather ‘duster’ coat over my custom made front zip leather catsuit so that when I leaned back against Majesty the rough bark wouldn’t shred the leather. The double ended front zip and being penetrated while more or less vertical allowed Alistair to unfasten my front close clip and zip sports bra and milk me before and after filling me with his thick, hot and very plentiful seed. The scent of warm breast milk from leaky nipples, sweaty leather, and the heavy musk of wet oak leaves mixed with my perfume gave the encounter a particularly robust bouquet. Our mutual passion and delight proved again what a thoughtful and accomplished lover Alistair could be.  

 

Halloween 2015 in the UK

Traditional carved pumpkins as evil spirits

British Summer Time ends:  On Sunday October 25th in the UK and Europe ‘Summer Time’ ended and the clocks were turned back one hour. So we all got an extra hour of sleep. Daylight Saving Time ends in the U.S. and Canada this coming Sunday November 1^st.  For those women on a progestin only pill (the mini-pill or POP) which needs to be taken every day and at the same time every day or its efficacy decreases so they need to factor in the time change so they don’t take the pill an hour late at the time change.

Halloween in the UK: This will be my first Halloween in the UK. As a Priestess of Aphrodite I’m of the view that there may be a great deal more to the spirit world than ordinary citizens of the U.S and the UK are aware of, although, the British are much closer to the truth than most Americans as the tradition here is far older here and there are a great many more spirits abroad for the celebration. The Wikipedia article says:

“Halloween, or Hallowe'en a contraction of "All Hallows’ Evening"), also known as Allhalloween, All Hallows' Eve, or All Saints' Eve] is a yearly celebration observed in a number of countries on 31 October, the eve of the Western Christian feast of All Hallows' Day. It begins the three-day observance of Allhallowtide, the time in the liturgical year dedicated to remembering the dead, including saints (hallows), martyrs, and all the faithful departed believers.

According to many scholars, All Hallows' Eve is a Christianized feast influenced by Celtic harvest festivals, with possible pagan roots, particularly the Gaelic festival Samhain. Other scholars maintain that it originated independently of Samhain and has solely Christian roots.” from Wikipedia. The complete article can be read HERE

Halloween in Kent: Nokolai and I have been invited down to Headlong Hall Bryony’s parent’s ancestral home in Kent for the holiday. Returning readers will recall that Headlong Hall is the seat of Lord A****. I call the estate ‘Headlong Hall’ (as it is right out of a T.L. Peacock novel) just north of Canterbury. Headlong Hall is a gothic revival monstrosity built in the fifteen hundreds and was a fortified Royalist home during the civil war. In the early 1640s it was captured but not destroyed by the Parliamentarians, which some architectural scholars think was a lost opportunity.

Bryony’s father, Alistair, and her step-mother the present Countess, who I’ll call ‘Brigitte’, his 4^th wife who was a ballerina with the Paris Opera Ballet and at 26 is younger than Bryony will be hosting a house party for the weekend. Brigitte is extremely flexible and a hypersexual masochist as I am so we understand each other quite well and have become friends since I became Bryony’s mentor. I was surprised and pleased at how close Bryony and Brigitte have become. They have a mutual goal in ensuring the happiness and wellbeing of Alistair and are not (usually) in competition for bed partners so harmony on the female side of the household usually prevails. They have come to terms with the fact that Alistair is a philanderer and as long as he is careful and Brigitte retains his favor she will retain her status as a Countess and his bed hopping gives both her and Bryony license to take (very carefully screened) sexual partners themselves.

Brigitte says there are at least six known ghosts haunting Headlong Hall, three of which she has seen herself. None of them is known to be malicious, but all seem to enjoy scaring the residence of the pile with usually harmless tricks. I will be celebrating Samhain, but there is enough similarity to Halloween that the casual observer should not notice except my rituals except perhaps for the incense burning in my room. And given my status as a Priestess of Aphrodite I don’t expect to be terrified and should be quite safe, but I am looking forward to meeting as many of the ghosts as I can. Alistair says there have only been two mysterious disappearances of female staff during Halloween in his lifetime, though he thinks there have been others documented in the muniment room.

My Cycle for Halloween and a Death Rubber: As this is being written I’m CD13 and should ovulate tomorrow when Bryony, Claire, Nikolai and I go down to Kent. I’ll be CD15 and newly Luteal on Samhain/Halloween. That means that on Samhain I should no longer be in danger of pregnancy if I have unprotected sex. However, I’m planning on wearing one of my latex Reflexions flat spring rim ‘Death Rubber’ diaphragms as wearing one will give me access to the pelvic experience and talents of the woman from whom I harvested it. Returning readers will recall that a diaphragm worn for a sexual encounter during which the woman died retains a bit of the wearer’s Chi, the vital force believed in Taoism and other Chinese thought to be inherent in all things. It is this Chi that allows me to profit from the previous owner’s sexual experience. Harvesting a diaphragm from the corpse and wearing it myself allows me to tap into the Chi it contains to supplement my intellect and pelvic skills. Now almost all the Death Rubber diaphragms I harvest come from elite escorts. Of course I need the diaphragm to be a latex FS in my size (80mm) which are usually worn by tall girls so I keep a record of the Escort patients who use 80mm Ds that my clinic sees so that I can harvest a death Rubber should tragedy strike.  

Wishing all my readers a happy and safe Samhain/Halloween

 

More contraceptive sabotage, Seminarian training

So, my breasts are sore because I’m pregnant?

The Photo: I love that color! A front close clip and zip sports top that is a godsend to woman who are lactating. It’s so easy for me to feed an ANR partner. I just lift my sweat or tee or unbutton my blouse w/o having to unfasten the hooks in the back and pull the cups out of the way. And the support for ballet and thrust-drop training is marvelous with hardly a giggle.

Halloween contraceptive sabotage: I found out after the fact that Adolph had been lacing the six mistress’s food with ella during their stay at The Lorelei for the ten day training session prior to his Halloween Ballet assignation party. He admitted it to me when he said after the party “well I wonder if any of the women will become pregnant”. I said “they all were being very careful about their birth control given that they knew what was going to happen during the party.” He smiled and said, “Yes, but the ones on hormonal contraception might find their method wasn’t as affective as they would like”. I’m thinking, “OMG!” And asked, “What did you do? He said he had them dosed with ulipristal acetate, a progesterone agonist/antagonist that binds to the woman’s progestin receptors. It’s used in 30mg pills in the U.S. as the EC drug ella.

None of the women mentioned feeling a bit off or the food tasting strange which could have been from ingesting the drug during their training and I suppose the first indication that something happened is if one or more has a heavy period which would indicate she had ovulated but wasn’t pregnant. So we waited to see if any of the six became preggers. In the 12 days total they were here all of them had been with the six escorts training them and a minimum of three or more men at the party so of the nine or more men whose semen might have reached their tubes any of their partners could be responsible for any pregnancy. We found out the other day that one is pregnant and another miscarried. This sort of thing is the reason that a frameless copper bead GyneFix IUD is such a good option for a woman who is sexually active among mischievous men.

Still more contraceptive sabotage: The Swan twins have been saying for weeks that someone is lacing women’s drinks at fraternity parties with something that can significantly decrease the effectiveness of hormonal contraceptives which most of the undergrad women are on. And if a woman was already on a diet pill that increased her metabolism and therefore reduced her protection the woman might have very little hormonal contraceptive protection.  The twins really hadn’t paid that much attention before since they have copper IUDs implanted, but now that they are on Yaz to increase breast size it’s more of a worry. Chris. Our male Gyn, said that whatever is being used probably binds to a woman’s progestin receptors making it impossible for the progestin in her hormonal contraceptive to protect her, it’s the estrogen in the pills that the twins need for breast size. So in that respect they are ok as they are still protected by the copper ions from their GyneFix IUDs. However, if they ovulate on Yaz because of something they ingested they will be back to heavy copper IUD periods again and that hasn’t happened yet.

A Brit student friend of Willow’s is on a progestin only pill (POP) Cerazette: 0.075mg of the progestin Desogestrel - which metabolizes into etonogestrel used in NuvaRing and the implant Nexplanon. Because of the long half-life of etonogestrel Cerazette can be taken as long as 12 hours late and still provide effective protection so for a POP it is a great oral contraceptive.

However, Willow’s friend is also on the migraine med Topamax which will cause birth defects when taken while pregnant. And after not feeling quite right and being nauseous in the mornings for several days she tested and found she was pregnant. Knowing about the birth defects caused by Topamax and in no position to care for a baby she asked Willow to contact Chris about a vacuum aspiration as she didn’t want to go through Student Health since her parents would find out.  In the blood work done to validate the urine pregnancy test ulipristal acetate (a progesterone agonist/antagonist that binds to the taker’s progestin receptors) was found in her blood which, since she was six weeks preggers, meant that she was still ingesting the chemical at parties.

It is fairly easy to get Ulipristal acetate 30 mg Tablets (ella in the U.S and ellaOne in Europe) clandestinely and it is commonly used by mischievous men to decrease the effectiveness of their partner’s hormonal contraceptives.

A GyneFix is implanted: Willow sat with her friend while she was in the stirrups as Chris inserted a cannula and sucked out the reproductive tissue. And while she was there he implanted a six bead GyneFix frameless copper IUD so she should have very effective contraceptive protection for several years.

Bea as a Temptress: At seventeen Bea is coming into her own as a Temptress. She especially enjoys seducing married men and she is so into it that I’m having to repeatedly caution her about being sure the men she seduces have recent clean full STI panels. Recently she seduced the guest pointe teacher at St Lucy’s. He was teaching master classes and coaching a select group of ballet girls on pointe technique and Bea was one of them. His reputation as a stallion who enjoys selectively breeding his students had proceeded him so all of the pointe girls were there most flirtations vying to see which of them he would take first but he usually stays away from teens preferring adult semi-pro ballet girls. He is known to penetrate his women bareback so it’s the responsibility of his partners to take what contraceptive measures they think necessary which has resulted in pregnancies and terminations for many of the students who have taken his classes.

He has always managed to make sure the pregnant ones terminate the pregnancies and that is well known by his students so the sexual tension in his pointe classes is very high even though everyone knew he was unlikely to initiate a sexual encounter with the St Lucy’s class. Bea said lust was as thick in the air as the scent of estrogenic sweat as the girls all tried to entice him to initiate an assignation. Amazingly each student has the fantasy that she can enjoy having him unprotected inside her be filled with his seed and escape the usual consequences. The old it-won’t-happen-to-me syndrome is alive and well in teen ballet girls and Bea said after his pointe classes the girls are so aroused that most have to masturbate to relieve the pelvic congestion. Most of his students are on the pill, but because many young women can’t remember to take the pill correctly the effectiveness is about 80% which usually means one pregnancy in each class he teaches. So far Bea seems to be his fave as she let him know that she had a GyneFix implanted which increased his interest in her though he is trying not to show favoritism with what he once called his “breeding stock”. While classes are very strict she has been with him in the evenings emptying him of his genital secretions and reveling in the g-spot orgasms he give her while they have been together for the last few days.  

Seminarians and lust: Willow and I have a new, but possibly short life project. Willow, returning readers may recall, is Jack’s 19 y/o natural daughter by an RB ballerina. She danced with the Royal Ballet and now dances in my ballet Co in Vegas and attends UNLV. I thought Willow a good choice for this project as she is more the male participant’s age while I can take the role of a sexually assertive unfaithful wife, widow or an attractive older woman in need of sexual satisfaction with a male.

A deserted abbey in the hills outside town has been refurbished and is being used to host retreats for seminarians from seminaries all over the U.S. so they can strengthen their ties to their faith. The administrator, a Jesuit, decided to test the willpower of the seminarians to resist carnal temptation while counseling emotional female parishioners.

Bishop ‘Tom’ recommended me to the Abbey administrator as someone who could provide suitable female s to act as emotional parishioners and tempt the students to forsake their vows. Returning readers may recall the Bishop when he was a newly ordained Priest, who I knew as Father Tom, when he was assigned to a parish in up-state NY where my ballet boarding school was located. He was then my spiritual advisor and taught me a lot about fulfilling the carnal needs of the female body and helped me satisfy my own. The staff, nuns from St Lucy’s, running the retreat facility and training syllabus thought that the exercise was designed to fail when they found Willow and I would be the temptresses.

And so it came to pass that for the past few days Willow and I have been interacting with individual seminarians. After an initial lecture during which the carnal knowledge seminar leader told the students their willpower would be tested, but didn’t say how. Then they went about their normal schedule of classes. Willow and I were separately and covertly introduced to individual students who have no access to any form of electronic social media so can’t record or photograph us.

The student is told that we are dancers who have come to recover from an emotional crisis and need cloistered ballet classes to exercise the mind and body as well as spiritual guidance and we meet with the seminarian in a room that has a desk, chairs, barre and mirrored wall. Once a student begins seeing each of us separately several times over the course of a week he is separated from the rest of the students as it shouldn’t be a surprise by then how his willpower is being tested and by whom.

It almost always happens that the seminarian is thoroughly compromised by the end of Willow’s or my second counseling session and we are having penetrative sex lying on our backs with our legs on our spiritual advisor’s shoulders while his hard shaft thrusts into us with his hands holding our hips to ensure he drives as deep as he possibly can. Some start out using condoms but when we ‘help’ roll them on we coat his shaft with his own pre-ejaculate so by the second or third thrust he is bareback and the condom is pushed into the posterior fornix.  Only later when we ask him to fish out the condom he shed does it occur to him to consider where we might be in our cycle and what if any contraception we might be using and by then he is thoroughly mindfucked.

It wasn’t a surprise that Willow and I were able to thoroughly mindfuck and have bareback sex with every one of the seminarians and I have to say they enjoyed being led astray immensely. Only later did it occur to them what a strong drive carnal temptation can be for a man. And that is probably the only meaningful lesson to come from the exercise of celibate men ministering to sexually assertive women.

 

 

The Halloween orgy, Bea gets a KM SL-17B

OMG! Where am I supposed to put all that?

The photo: One of the Halloween party’s guests rehearsing a ‘spontaneous’ comment to adlib when admiring her partner’s erection. She is wearing a mask that was supposed to hide her identity. Well, it was a fantasy theme party after all.

Pole Dancing: While their breasts have been adjusting to their new size since going on Yaz Odette and Odile have been mounting their boyfriends, the Gemini, astride where they can sit on their lover’s shaft and rock back and forth – which they are calling ‘pole dancing’ - while wearing a sports bra to minimizing their breast movement. They hadn’t been able to stand the pain of having their nipples sucked or fingered and Chris said the pain could continue for another two cycles, but it seems to have become much less in the last several days as we approached Halloween. Breast pain is something that isn’t talked about too much when starting the pill although I tried to tell them before hand. They went ahead and tried the pill and aside from the breast pain they are really pleased with their growth to C-cups. Given they have been on Yaz for only one cycle I thought they did extremely well bare breasted at Adolph’s party and even allowed some breast fondling while not turning any admirers away.  

The Halloween orgy: Getting the last of the results from the prospective participants full panel STI tests went right down to the wire, but all tested negative so there was no fear of getting an STI from any of the fifty people involved in unprotected sexual encounters.

Adolph’s party went well with nonstop encounters with half the women in GM pointes – the trophy wives wore toe-shoes of traditional materials - and on our toes before, during and after the food. Gaynor Minden had come through and sent the three pairs each of suede tipped pointes FedEx over night three days after the order was placed in the six mistresses sizes so they could get used to the superior traction that suede platforms provide when en pointe which was good to have as we weren’t working on sprung Marley floors and the likelihood of spilled drinks and bodily secretions on the floors was high so slipping while balanced on the platforms of traditional pointes even when the satin had been cut off was a real possibility.  

The wives who came with the twelve male guests who arrived on the day of the party met with me in the afternoon just so I could check on their contraception methods.  All were trophy wives fifteen or more years younger than their husbands. All were former ballet dancers, were under thirty, were on birth control and understood that they were going to be passed around like the rest of the women for sex with multiple partners. They had kept in shape as they all understood they were married for their looks, personalities, ballet bodies and pelvic ability. Not necessarily in that order. They all brought several pairs of pointe shoes and only two wore Gaynors. They had all been to this sort of party before and thought they knew what to expect, but I told them about the ballet-sex fetish theme just so afterward no one could say, “I had no idea!” It was too late for me to get any of them to change shoes anyway so I just thought to myself, “Good luck on your toes.”

Secretion protection:  I fitted the wives with generic Sports Plugs since there was no time to custom fit them and they worked effectively for secretion collection to prevent coital discharge from running down the thighs and splattering shoes. Sports plugs are usually custom fitted to provide effective clitoral protection. The generic variety just provides a vulvar shield with the same locking ridge that fits behind the pubic bone.  

It’s a device roaming Escorts wear at this sort of multi-partner party to collect coital discharge and is worn by all women at a party so one can be chosen to be raffled off and have her first lover of the evening remove her sports plug and suck on it as a signal that the sexual encounters have begun. This party version of the plug has a cup on the posterior end which when the plug is inserted immediately after ejaculation and partner withdrawal collects her partner’s ejaculate as it liquefies. Then she can calmly and gracefully bourrée to the ladies room remove and empty the cup of her plug Kegel out the rest of his semen then wash and reinsert her plug for her next tryst.  

I also fitted anyone even considering getting in a swimming pool with a latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm to protect their upper reproductive tract in case they had dive-sex. Five of them were fitted and none of them got in a pool while at Adolph’s. Well, better safe than sorry.

Meds for Men: On the afternoon of the party the men were offered their choice of Viagra or daily Cialis and most took one or the other to prevent any possible embarrassment while all proclaimed they really didn’t need it.

Stamina and thrust-drop: Returning readers will recall that thrust-drop usually occurs when a small woman is penetrated from the rear while en pointe by a tall man.  With couples who are mismatched in size that way when the man is at maximum thrust depth he is likely to lift his partner off the floor where she is briefly held aloft on the base of his penis with his hands on her hips to prevent her toppling to one side or the other.

When he withdraws the woman is dropped back on to the platforms of her pointes forcing her toes painfully into the blocks of her shoes, hence the name-thrust-drop. In toe-shoes made of traditional materials (hessian, leather, pasteboard, satin and paste) the discomfort from thrust-drop can be minimized to a certain extent by taping and padding the toes, but the pounding from being repeatedly dropped and the sweat from her feet will cause the blocks to soften quickly reducing the protection and support of the shoes.

A woman wearing Gaynor Minden pointes is spared a great deal of that pain by thick platform pads in all GM shoes as well as being cushioned by taped toes and toe-pads. The unitized polymer box and shank assembly won’t melt or deform so retains its support even when the thrust-drop is from considerable height.

I had a good idea of what the six mistresses could do on their toes and how they reacted to thrust-drop from the days I trained with them. I got my first look at the bodies and feet of the twelve trophy wives before and during our warm-up barre just before the party started and I was pleased with what I saw. The barre was necessary to get the twenty-five women: twelve trophy wives, six mistresses and the seven in my circle (Anya, Bea, Willow, Odette, Odile, Kassi and me) all wearing only pointe shoes, sports plugs and masks warmed up for walking around en pointe for much of the rest of the evening. The eighteen married men were augmented by seven stags, including Adolph, with whom my circle and I were initially paired.

Kassi and the seven stags: Adolph had chosen his Halloween party to introduce Kassi as his Manager of Special Services. The title covers a multiuse of functions and will benefit from Kassi’s hypersexuality which was on display as during the four hours of the party, from 9:00 PM to 1:00 AM, she took the seven stags as well as other male guests repeatedly while thoroughly enjoying herself and afterward had energy to burn and vaginally she was unharmed.  The GyneFix served her well.  

Toe trouble: The wives had obviously kept in great shape and their stamina was excellent, but it was the thrust-drop especially when with men of much greater height that caused almost all of them grief in the form of bloody toes even when taped and wearing toe pads and changing to dry shoes several times. But they didn’t give up and all made it through the evening. However, I’m sure it was an evening that many of the wives want to forget. The mistresses I trained and my circle all in Gaynors ended the evening with sore feet, but in good condition and still able to enjoy ourselves.

After-party foot care: All twenty-five women gathered in one of Adolph’s lounges to relax and have our feet looked at by my podiatrist and his assistant who treated our blisters, cracked or split nails and leg and foot cramps while we iced our feet drank sports drinks to replace the electrolytes we lost from sweat during the long evening on our toes and compared notes about the men we had as partners that evening.

I think this year Adolph managed a successful Halloween party w/o running a woman through the wood chipper, which I’ve been asking him to stop for years.

Bea is fitted with her own KM SL-17B: She has begun training to use a SL-17B helmet as a Towel girl‘s special service at Splash since Adolph is going to offer KM dive-sex as a premium (Red Door) service. That means Bea is being promoted to a Red Door level Towel Girl. Some divers on the stage crews of water shows at major casinos in town have become interested in hardhat dive-sex and are asking for it.  Actually, hardhat dive-sex is something I’ve been trying to get Adolph to offer for several years as a seasonal service because the oil rig crews in the Gulf of Mexico which have a lot of hardhat divers in them have the money and have been asking for it. But the demand from them is typically seasonal as we get most of the oil rig guys when the rigs are evacuated during hurricanes. I’m not sure there is the demand locally to make it profitable all year w/o the price being too high for the local guys. Adolph says it will be a test and he will offer it with Bea as the draw since with her age and looks she has so many clients she is booked several weeks in advance.  

 

Halloween preparations

Is this the most sincere pumpkin patch in the country?

The Swan Twins go on the pill: The Swan Twins, Odette and Odile, wanted to increase their breast size w/o having implants placed. I was against them going on the pill as it could negatively affect their libido and possibly risk a blood clot and they are far better protected from pregnancy by the GyneFix frameless copper IUDs they have implanted.  However, Chris, our male Gyn, recommended I let them try as breast implants only last about ten years before they need to be replaced.

Some women are miserable with painful hormone swollen breasts when starting the pill and many can’t stand any bra at all, but Odette and Odile feel much better with theirs stabilized in a good sports bra once the bra is properly in place as it minimizes painful jiggle. Wearing a properly fitting sports bra and taking 800 mg of ibuprofen they can perform with greatly reduced breast discomfort..

Chris put them on Yaz a 24/4 regimen pill containing 3 mg of drospirenone and 20 mcg of ethinyl estradiol shortly after we came back from Scotland where we celebrated the Autumnal Equinox. Their cup size has increased even with taking only 20 mcg of estrogen per day and that initially threw off their balance in ballet class, but they have adjusted to their new center and I suppose their larger racks won’t matter that much since they won’t be dancing professionally.

Being on the pill means they are no longer in menstrual synchrony with Bea, Willow, Kassi and me - we are CD12 and fertile as this is being written on Wednesday October 29th. The Swan Twins are on their first withdrawal bleed and both have gained a full cup size (to a full C) in the 24 days they have been on hormones so they are pleased with that, but the breast pain even with several hundred dollars of new sports bras and taking ibuprofen is giving them a fit and ruining their moods for sex which has upset the Gemini, Castor and Pollux, their boyfriends.  For the last several weeks even snuggling has been problematic though on their backs for a clitoral orgasm with fingers or a vibi did help some. Their breasts are much less sore now and they are hoping the party still several days off won’t be too painful as they want to be at their best when meeting all the male guests. 

Adolph’s Halloween plans: He is throwing a party that has a ‘group ballet assignation’ theme somewhat similar to the one depicted in Stanley Kubrick’s 1999 film Eyes Wide Shut staring Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman. The one where all the women were nude except for heels, but instead of heels we will be wearing pointe-shoes, sports plugs and small masks to make our encounters with lover(s) more interesting.

Bea, Willow and I will be CD14 on Halloween so we should be ovulating and at the peak of our libidos. Since I’ll be fertile and the only one of my circle w/o a GyneFix implanted so I’ll be double bagging with an Oves cap screwed down tight on my cervix and then a latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm worn over it since if sperm reaches my egg at my age there is still a 30% chance I could get pregnant from a Halloween encounter. Now that’s scary!

Fortunately Yaz has increased the Swan Twins libido which does sometimes happen rather than decreasing it which is far more common and they are going to go topless with the rest of us with their estrogen engorged C-cup breasts. Anya will be with us and since Odette, Odile and Anya look a lot alike they are going as the Three Graces: (Splendor, Anya; Mirth, Odette and Good Cheer, Odile) with diadems in their hair.  Bvlgari, at Aria, is providing the jewels for them for the evening as they will be modeling them for male guests to buy for their wives or mistresses. And there is a certain cachet to being fucked while wearing several hundred thousand dollars worth of jewels in your hair.

Training for Adolph’s party: Six of the male invitees to the Halloween orgy sent their mistresses - all of whom are in their mid 20s with toned ballet bodies - to Adolph’s spa, The Lorelei, for orientation so the girls won’t be surprised by what is expected of them. Adolph recognized the need for an orientation for some of the less sexually adventuresome female attendees after three women refused to participate in one of his intimate fetishes at a party and started a fight for which the local police had to be called. He vowed that wouldn’t happen again and after orientation for new attendees was begun his parties have gone far smoother, from the men’s perspective.

I thought the guys might send a trophy wife or two, but apparently they thought they’d better send the A-team since their status will be based to some extent on how well the female partner they bring performs throughout the evening.   Of course Adolph expected me to do the training, which I don’t really mind as it has given me a chance to get to know the women.  I told the girls they should think of their performances not a matter of competition as we all will be exchanged or raffled off several times between or to various men. The idea is to be able to survive the evening and perform flawlessly providing a marvelous experience for our partners and ideally ourselves as well. 

The women will have been here ten days come Halloween and on arriving they thought it was going be relaxing by the pool, in the sauna, massages, mani/pedi and facials. Wrong! In that time I’ve gotten them fitted with latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragms in case any of their male partners decide to have dive-sex. All are on some form of hormonal birth control; the shot, ring, implant or pills other than an IUD. I also had the Gaynor Minden fitter come by with her trailer and fit them all in hard shanked pointes which are ideal for the sort of fetish play required for extended intervals en pointe where we will be circulating among the male guests and ballet-sex which is expected since even though the shoe is an élève style (the dancer can roll through the foot on to pointe) the shank is so hard a 110 lb woman can safely put a lot of her weight on her heels “sit in her shoes” w/o significantly bending or crushing the shanks. Fortunately they could all be fitted properly in them and are dancers so I have changed their diets to ensure proper nutrition and electrolytes to minimize the likelihood of leg and foot cramps from being on their toes so much. I’ve also been increasing their time en pointe daily and with luck they should be ok, though the time they have been training for ballet-sex is hardly long enough to get the soreness out of their newly worked foot and leg muscles, but its all the time we have so their feet will be very sore at the end of the party.

We have had six male escorts on loan so the girls can get used to being entered bareback from behind while sur les pointes a la seconde. Well, as used to it as they can get in ten days with daily technique and pointe classes with my ballet troupe. They are all professional dancers so they can keep up and don’t get in the way. I suppose being the mistress of a very rich ballet fetishist they are used to training for whatever their lovers expect them to do and nude ballet-sex in a ballroom or encounter salle is probably one of the tamer things they have been expected to do.

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