Waxed pubes, return to London and Inverness

Mind the gap! A full Brazilian bikini wax

The photo: A young woman who has recently had a full Brazilian bikini waxing with the smooth soft skin of her mons pubis barely covered by her thong.

A full Brazilian: A full Brazilian waxing is the removal of all hair in the pelvic area, front and back. It is a form of bikini waxing, and involves the complete removal of hair from the buttocks and adjacent to the anus, perineum and vulva (labia majora and mons pubis).

The day before we left Virgin Gorda I had my cosmetologist give all my wards and me a full Brazilian bikini waxing. I’ve been getting full Brazilian waxes ever since I begin performing in erotic ballets when I was in my teens so that’s about 25 years. Now very little hair grows back and what does is very fine. Even so I take 800 mg of ibuprofen 30 minutes before I get on the table and it’s over quickly while I catch up with the latest salon gossip from my cosmetologist. Bea, Willow and the Swan Twins have been getting full Brazilians for the past 3 years so they have far less hair as well and our complete recovery interval is about 24 hours, but we do coat our pubes with a soothing aloe vera gel which speeds healing of surface tissues and wear loose clothing for two days. At my age I think a full Brazilian along with the Swiss skin care treatments I’m getting keeps my skin soft, wrinkle free and healthy and me looking like I’m in my late 20s which I think is awesome! I am frequently mistaken for a sister of Willow, Odette and Odile which does wonders for my ego!

How long the results of a Brazilian wax will last depends on a number of things. Hair grows at different rates, depending on the person and sometimes your cultural background and how well the previous waxing was done. The wax my cosmetologist uses is a mixture of natural beeswax and tall oil (also called  pine oil or liquid rosin which is a viscous yellow-black odorous liquid obtained as a by-product of the Kraft process of wood pulp manufacture) rather than the more common synthetic waxes used for regular leg waxing.  I think the blend of beeswax and pine oil gives the dark wax mixture a rather pleasant scent. Beeswax is used because it is felt that it’s stronger, and more effective at removing the thicker, coarser pubic hairs. There are products available to lessen the pain involved, such as topical anesthetics. Sometimes a hair inhibitor is applied, which slows the regrowth of hair and may halt regrowth completely. The results can last up to two months. For my wards a bikini wax will last 4 to six weeks. Because I have been waxing for so long I can go 2 months or a bit longer.

Anya, Paul and the five trainees: Anya and her boyfriend Paul, the Swan Twin’s father, are staying at my place on Virgin Gorda until the weekend to continue to supervise the five girl’s hostess training with their boyfriends in my absence. Then the five couples along with Alice Duchess of M**** will sail aboard the Wanton Lass IV to Charlotte Amalie to board Limnaea II for the flight back to Stansted in the UK. Anya and Paul will remain and be staying at Paul’s place (next to mine) on Lost Cove for a few more weeks.

Alice, the estranged wife of His Grace the Duke of M****, will be staying with me at my place in Eaton Square while she is in town for The Season and shopping for a Fall wardrobe. I’ve come to think of Alice as the mother I never really had and we get along wonderfully well. Her current lover, Brigadier Ellis, will be accompanying her and he and Marvin, my lover and psychiatrist, have become great friends.  

The return to London: The trip back was uneventful. We slept and read most of the way while recovering from our bikini waxings. The maximum distance for Limnaea II (a G650) is a bit more than 8,000 miles at a long-range cruising speed of about 650 mph. The distance from Charlotte Amalie, St Thomas to Stansted Airport, London is 4,172 miles and with the crosswinds it took about 7.5 hours for the flight.  We landed at Stansted at about 5:00 AM British Summer Time a few minutes after sunrise on the 16^th.

The Bentley and two Land Rovers were there to meet us and take us to Blackthorn House in Eaton square where the staff was on hand in the foyer to greet us and take our bags to our rooms. We all showered and changed into fresh clothes before sitting down to a full English breakfast.  Then Willow who grew up and worked in London took Bea and the Swan Twins out briefly shopping to see what the must-haves are for Fall before we were due to board the train for Inverness. 

The trip to Inverness: Charles, my Chamberlain of the Household whose staff runs the Barony, had The Dragon - my private rail car - moved from Caersws, the nearest rail head to Blackthorn Castle, to Kings Cross station. It was attached to the back of the regular June 16^th 12:00 PM through train from London Kings Cross to Inverness which required no transfers. The schedule was 8 hours and 6 minutes for the 568 mile trip which is about 70 miles per hour. So we made very good time. We convoyed from Eaton square to the station boarded shortly before departure and had lunch and supper aboard and just had a wonderful time relaxing though the change from the 70° evening temperature the Caribbean to 50° mornings and clouds in UK is taking a bit of getting used to though the day on the 16^th in London was a pleasant 75°.

We were more or less on time arriving in Inverness at 8:15 PM and the temperature was already in the 50s with brisk wind at the station.  The trip in the land Rovers along the western side of Loch Ness and into the mountains to get to Crag Abbey was uneventful and it was after dark (sunset is now about 10:00 PM) with temperatures in the 40s and a stiff wind at the Abbey by the time we arrived and had gotten settled for the night. 

Pomegranates for Aphrodite: The pomegranate is sacred to Aphrodite who is said to have first planted it on the island of Kypros. The fruit symbolizes female fertility and the marital loss of virginity with the consummation of marriage (from both its red stains and rich seeds). I had brought a basket of pomegranates as an offering to the Goddess in the Roman temple of Venus that surrounds the spring beneath the undercroft of the abbey. Before bed on the 16^th Marvin went with me as I placed the fruit on her altar and then we performed penile/vaginal intercourse while I wore the heavy gold collar of office as her earthly Priestess to rededicate myself to the spread of sexual rapture in her name. Rededication ceremonies like that prepare me for my task as primary celebrant at her mountain top temple on meaningful celestial occasions.

Twelfth Night and Barony holdings

The three kings; Balthazar, Caspar and Melchior

 

The Photo: This is not an infrared image of three ISL fighters, but the three wise men who traditionally arrived to pay homage to the infant Jesus on January 5^th, twelve days after his birth.

Twelfth Night festivities: At Crag Abbey the festivities were decidedly low key. Ashley was feeling unwell and had taken to her bed, w/o Jack. My guess is she is very newly preggers as she and Jack have been going at it non-stop since we got here and all the week before. The Yule log had been consumed except for a small section saved to light the Yule log for next Christmas and His Grace was noticeably uncomfortable with turning over command of the festivities for however short an interval to the servant who had  found the bean in his piece of cake.

My wards and I and my staff, Chris, my Gyn, Charles, my COH, and Marvin my psychoanalyst and lover packed yesterday and are ready to leave for Inverness to board my private car on the end of the early train for London on the morning of the 6th.

First impressions: I wanted to get off to a good start since I’ve been taught “you don’t get a second chance to make a first impression.” So I dressed to impress.  I am luteal right now, but even though I’m not in season I was aroused to meet a new man with whom I will be working closely. I wore a custom made black front micro-zip 90 denier cotton-Elastane catsuit and black leather calf-length ballet-boots by Gepetto with heel guards on the lace-splitter heels. The cotton-Elastane combination allows my body to breathe while molding exactly to my figure and keeping me warm w/o losing any of my hard body or nipple detail even through the LilyPadz I wear to prevent nipple leakage staining my tops. I’d had Marvin milk me before the meeting with Charles, my Chamberlain of the Household (COH), as there is nothing more distracting than full breasts when I’m trying to concentrate on business. I could tell he was fascinated by my costume and what it did for my body and it took him a few minutes to regain his composure before he began my tutorial.

We met in one of His Grace’s small meeting rooms at Crag Abbey. Charles had come up to Inverness on ‘The Dragon’ my private rail car, which reminds me I’m going to have to get the carpet in The Dragon changed to an industrial grade used in fetish clubs or everyone will have to wear heel guards when aboard in ballet-boots to prevent shredding it.  The Dragon is actually two cars; the Pullman, which was completely refurbished in 2012, and a support car which contains the living space for six staff members, luggage, groceries and other supplies and a gas turbine generator that will power The Dragon for two weeks in locations where power mains are not available.

Barony Housekeeping: In getting me oriented to various holdings of the Barony my Chamberlain, covered some of the companies I now privately hold. However, first things first; could we pay the UK Inheritance Tax, or were we going to have to sell off assets to give the Government its share?  

Years ago my predecessor, the 22^nd Baroness, had her accountants set aside significant funds that have been carefully managed with the view to being able to pay off the Inheritance Tax due at her death with no adverse effect on the Barony. I’m told the amount in that trust should be more than sufficient to pay all Death Duties. For more on the subject of inheritance taxes see the article HERE.

Holdings in which I have a particular personal interest: The 22^nd Baroness, Lady Edith née Sykes, had been a ballet dancer with the Sadler’s Wells troupe after the war before she succeeded to the title so she was particularly interested in promoting ballet and helping women ballet dancers especially ones interested in fetish the scene which accounts for these holdings:

• The Blackthorn Clinic providing reproductive and psychotherapeutic services specializing in the problems unique to female ballet dancers
•  The ballet school in at Blackthorn Priory and the upper school at Barrow Priory in Middlesex
• A very up-market (private premises) fetish club with strict membership requirements and a waiting list of prospective members.
• A ballet fetish shoe shop that specializes in custom ordered pointe-shoes, and ballet-boots. 
• Her London home, Blackthorn House, in Belgravia purchased shortly after the war (in the 1950s) when real-estate there was relatively inexpensive.  Blackthorn House hosted many lavish ballet themed parties during the social season, April to August.  

I had no idea I had so many major common interests with the woman who I succeeded to the title. It’s as though I’ve been in training to take her place since Father Tom first became my spiritual advisor and had sex with me when I was fourteen. It’s really amazing!

I think I can get both Marvin, my current main squeeze, and Chris, the male Gyn at the woman’s clinic where I volunteer in LV to accept positions at Blackthorn Clinic since Charles says there are openings and both men are professionally accredited in the UK.

The 2015 London Season: It’s unlikely that I can get my wards into much of the official London social season (April to August) this year, but I will be able to host parties at Blackthorn House and having the girls be seen and perhaps experienced, at some of the clubs before they return to school this month should be an icebreaker for young aristocratic men looking for beauty and brains even if the scent of amazingly tight pussy is what attracts them.  

My wards and alcohol in the UK: All my girls are eighteen or older except Bea who is seventeen, but can drink on private premises, my private fetish club.   But none of them care much for alcohol and can make a single drink last all night. That keeps a girl out of a world of unexpected trouble.

Age of consent in England and Wales: “The age of consent in England and Wales is regardless of sexual orientation or gender, as specified by the Sexual Offences Act 2003. However, if person A is over the age of 18 and is in a position of trust to person B who is under the age of 18, it is illegal for A to engage in sexual activity with B. Section 47 of the Sexual Offences Act 2003 makes it an offence to pay for or promise payment for sexual services of a person under 18 where the 'client' does not reasonably believe that person is over 18, or in any event for a person under 13.”  So His Grace, Jack’s father, having sex with Bea, who is still 17 while she is resident in any of his properties would be illegal.

Age of consent in Scotland: Since 1 December 2010, the age of consent in Scotland is 16, regardless of sexual orientation or gender. Before that date, it was 16 for girls (under a statutory offence) and 14 for boys (the common law age of puberty). However, consensual sex with a girl aged between 13 and 16 is not rape, but a lesser offence; on 1 December 2010 this has been given the specific name of "having intercourse with an older child".

Aboard The Dragon: Here it’s Tuesday January 6^th. We are aboard The Dragon attached to the 7:55 AM out of Inverness arriving at Kings Cross at 3:51 PM taking ever so slightly less than 8 hours. I’m really looking forward to our first trip on The Dragon!

Winter Solstice Dec 21, 2014

Ullapool and Loch Broom in the Winter

Our military hospitals tour was cancelled: It was a combination of new hospital administrators and heightened security that made it impossible to get my dancers in to perform for Christmas. Perhaps we can entertain again next year. However, with that off the schedule we were able to leave for Scotland earlier than planned which was good because with Crofter brides as offerings to Aphrodite we needed time to prepare them.

The flight McCarran to Inverness: We left on Wednesday the 16^th and topped off our tanks at Dulles prior to a nonstop flight to Inverness. It wasn’t the best day we could have picked as there was a major storm in the Highlands, but we managed to land and Jack, Chris and Marvin were there to meet us along with three other Range Rover SUVs to take us to Crag Abbey.

While Jack had Marvin’s and my luggage taken to our suite- Marvin and Chris were moving back from the hunting lodge above Ullapool -  my first stop was the temple of Aphrodite/Venus in the undercroft of the Abbey over which the Abbey was built beginning in the 13^th century. I brought an offering of pomegranates, her sacred fruit, and prayed that the couples Marvin and Chris had selected for the ritual planting of seed on the five altars at Location Z would result in pregnancies. I took Marvin with me to the temple since I felt he hadn’t believed me when I told him about the Altar and Holy spring and how a feeling of power and tranquility comes over me when I’m worshiping Aphrodite there.

Marvin is presented to Aphrodite: Actually Marvin was stunned. Not so much from the antiquity of the temple itself, but at the aura that surrounds me when I pray to Aphrodite and her spirit appears above the altar. He said later that her image was so bright that it was like looking at the sun and he had to turn his back. The Goddess was none too pleased that I had brought an unbeliever and a man at that to her temple, but I explained that he was my therapist and lover at which point she wanted me to convert him to the Old Ways.

Thoroughly mindfucked: I explained that he was more valuable unconverted, but securely in my thrall so he would do the Goddesses bidding while walking undetected among unbelievers. She seemed satisfied. However, she had the last word by appearing as a wraith and confiding that she wanted to experience sex with my mortal partner seduced him and for nearly 30 minutes she had him in a continually aroused state during which he had multiple orgasms; shuddering, gasping, moaning with his hips continually thrusting and sweat pouring off him as though he was in a sauna. His ejaculate passed through her form jetted several feet in the air in large creamy strings only to fall back splattering on his flat sweaty abs as she kept him in orgasm.

After she finished with him he was unconscious for at least 45 minutes. I feared for his health, but she assured me that he was uninjured and when he woke he would still have his usual sexual stamina and recall the encounter as sex with me as she didn’t want an unbeliever thinking he had hallucinated about having sex with a Goddess. I was pleased that she left him with that thought as it should make him far easier to manipulate.  I felt my time with the Goddess was very positively received by her, especially after she had her way with Marvin.  

Breeding diaphragms: Chris, our male Gyn, and I had decided to fit the brides, 17 and 18 y/o girls, with ‘breeding diaphragms’ to help increase the likelihood of pregnancies even though four of the five girls were to be fertile on the Solstice. Returning readers may recall that a breeding diaphragm is one two sizes smaller than the size she should wear for effective contraception. The smaller size allows her partner to under-thrust the rim and ejaculate in the dome so when not aroused and on her back the tip of her cervix will be submerged in a pool of her lover’s semen. Chris had fitted the brides for the correct size diaphragms so I brought a lot of 60 and 65mm sizes to use as breeders I also had time to give the husbands a trial run to show them how they should angle their thrusts in missionary to under-thrust a breeder with me wearing a 70mm Omniflex (coil spring rim) as a breeder. And given that I was CD9 and fertile on the Winter Solstice I had an Oves screwed down tight on my cervix underneath.

Sunrise on the Solstice: At Location Z sunrise on the Solstice was at 9:04 GMT so we were up at 5 AM for breakfast at His Grace’s hunting lodge then in a convoy traveled up to the robbing tents just outside the Holy site by 7:30 to dress in full length hooded shearling robes. Jack had the road plowed of snow which started above 600 M and he cleared the altars of snow with a flamethrower type device and the four huge stone fire pits for the peat fires around each altar were lit. The wind gusting from 15 to 20 mph howled through the tone-holes in the stone columns surrounding the altars location and the brides were very spooked before they were given goblets of Gorse brandy which settled their nerves. Then seven minutes before sunrise my wards and I walked the brides and their husbands to their respective altars. Their positions were chosen by drawing straws the longest getting the main Altar and the second longest the altar furthest east.

The ritual planting of seed: We had the brides lie down in their shearling robes and their husbands mount them so that at sunrise they were all penetrated and  perhaps it was the Cialis that all the husbands had taken, but there were no cases of erectile dysfunction though there may have been at least two cases of premature ejaculation, but after the breeder rim had been under-thrust so the speed wasn’t a problem. Actually none tarried and the brides were back in the robbing tent on their backs on cots with more Gorse brandy to sedate them in less than twenty minutes while my wards and I mounted the altars to give the husbands another shot at immortality and after that my being mounted by His Grace on the primary altar as the final act of intercourse of the eleven performed that morning.

It snowed the entire time and we never saw the sun. The blazing fire pits and the wind caused there to be this curious nearly dry almost warm bubble around the altars for the ninety minutes there was sexual activity on the altars. The Goddess was pleased. His Grace and I were very pleased as well with how flawlessly the ceremony had gone given the weather and new participants. Now if five pregnancies result it will be such a good sign as His Grace is trying to increase the family sizes of the Crofters on his estates.

Back at the hunting lodge: As a Christmas gift to the Crofter couples who participated in the Solstice seed planting His Grace has given them Christmas weekend at the hunting lodge with a set of servants to wait on them and they were so appreciative!

After the ritual burning of the ceremonial shearling robes and a hearty lunch His Grace, Jack, Marvin my wards and I returned to Crag Abbey overlooking Loch Ness. The cloud cover and snow have been so heavy that we haven’t seen the Loch in more than a day and I wondered if the Range Rovers were going to make it up the mountain but they did.

 

 

 

Scotland’s Independence referendum

The Photo: The Union Jack, the national flag of the United Kingdom of England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland and the flag of Scotland, Saint Andrew's Cross.

The referendum: Independence Referendum day, Thursday September 18, 2014 was a long day. The polls opened at 7:00 AM and closed at 10:00 PM British Summer Time (5 hours ahead of eastern daylight time in the U.S.) and 16 and 17 y/os got to vote. His Grace, The Duchess, Fiona and Willow (who Jack insisted be born at Crag Abbey) went together to their polling place and stood in line to vote like everyone else. It’s important to the family to be seen as fair and benevolent while expecting value for money spent.

The last of the opinion polls taken before the voting ended indicated that the outcome would be 54% no (stay in the UK), 46% yes (for separation). However, U.S. readers may remember that Mitt Romney’s polling organization was telling him he was winning… and we know what happened to him. It all depends on where you ask and who you ask as to what result you get.  It turned out that the poll takers were pretty nearly spot on!

I was up all night with His Grace and Jack and most of the rest of Scotland awaiting the final results. The Old Bull broke out the good stuff and we were fortified with coffee, roast beef sandwiches and Macallan Fine Oak 30 Year Old Scotch as we listened to the results of the vote counting. I think it’s the first time in history that the citizens of an area in an existing country got to vote on whether they should peacefully declare independence and form a new nation.

Of the 32 Council areas in Scotland the Highland Council area (which includes Inverness) is the largest. Should the voters vote no, to remain as part of the UK, then it’s expected that Prime minister is likely to promise to devolve greater powers, over taxation and welfare, to the Scottish parliament in early address. The Highland Council was last to report its results because of its huge size and scattered population. 87% of the Highland voters went to the polls and they voted 52.9% to 47.1% to stay in the union with England, Wales and Northern Ireland. The vote was 87,739 No to 78,069 yes, for independence. Overall the voter turnout was 84.6% with Yes 1,617,989 (44.7%) and No 2,001,926 (55.3%).

His Grace said that even though independence was soundly defeated the SNP, Scottish National Party, scored a victory of sorts with a 44.7% yes vote since interest in independence had been in the low 30% range in the years leading up to this referendum. His Grace got together both Nationalists and Unionists on the 19^th at the abbey as a start at reconciliation between the two groups and a celebration of the forthcoming devolving of powers to the Scottish Parliament as His Grace sees the vote as a win-win for both England and Scotland.

Even rabid partisans on both sides were civil to one another since everyone was delighted to be asked and wanted to attend a function at the abbey and no one wanted to make a spectacle of themselves at one of His Grace’s parties. My wards and I circulated at the party and every guest we spoke with was pleased to have Americans here to witness democracy in action. It didn’t hurt that we were pretty and they were feeling no pain as the 30 y/o scotch was flowing like water. Even so male advances were easily parried.

Back to routine: Now that the referendum is over His Graces household and guests can get back to what passes as normal in the run-up to any celebration of celestial events at Location Z. The girls and I did take naps this morning after the vote was decided (as no) a little after 6:00 AM. By noon we were all in the studio overlooking Loch Ness for a 90 minute class after which we all spent time in the sauna sweating out the alcohol then took turns with my Esthetician being freshly waxed – we are hairless except for scalp hair and eyebrows - then slathered with soothing aloe vera gel. Freshly waxed we will look our best on the Autumnal Equinox (this coming Tuesday, 9/23) when we will all be ritually inseminated on the five altars at Location Z. 

A note to my readers in France: For the last several days I have been getting very heavy page views from France. Actually, page views from France have been even greater than from my readers in the U.S. which is pretty amazing! Would French readers – no spammers please – care to tell me what interests you about my blog?

 

 

Ballet-sex, Morning Wood and the Scottish referendum

GM Luxe satin pointes showing the internal platform pads

The Photo: A pair of new Gaynor Mindens in Luxe satin with sueded platforms, showing the thick soft internal platform pads that cushions the wearer’s toes for hops en pointe and thrust-drop during ballet-sex. The shoes were new when the photo was taken and I hadn’t really sweated much or bled in them then.

Ballet-sex and Morning Wood: I’m CD25 and luteal as this is written. This time next week I will be menstrual and will be in Scotland con-celebrating the Autumnal Equinox at Location Z with my wards as surrogates for the demi-goddesses of fertility. During that ceremony, if my cycle (and theirs) goes as usual we will be CD4 and bleeding, which is what the Goddess needs for our inseminators to plant their ritual seed deep inside my flowing wards and me.

What does this have to do with morning wood you ask? Since he is my therapist it’s important that before I leave I stoke his desire for me so that he will be satisfied pleasuring himself while sniffing the musk from Jenna’s panties soaked in my fertile cervical mucus (I Kegel FCM into at least three pairs, put them in Ziploc bags and pop them in his freezer so he can defrost a pair every day or two and suck my mucus out of the crotch) and a pair of my GM pointes soaked with estrogenic sweat and perhaps a bit of toe cheese from tiny pieces of toe pads, sloughed off shin, chips from toe polish and toe-tape adhesive. I’ll also leave him a pair of Jenna’s Bloch Alphas pointes I’ve sweated in as there is no suitable substitute for the scent of sweat soaked pointes made of traditional materials, leather, hessian, paste and satin.

Surviving thrust-drop: 316 Club girls train to strengthen calves and ankles while soloing in their dorms or in encounter studios with a vibi and a quarter-pounder steel ball set is inserted when not with the escort candidates they are helping train. However, there is no substitute for actual penile penetration while en pointe. That’s especially true with a taller man who lifts you off your toes when he thrusts as far into you as he can get as that is the only way to experience and therefore train to survive thrust-drop during ballet-sex.

For thrust-drop training tall male escorts are pared with shorter 316 club girls so that the men can learn to be gentle to an extent, while the girls can learn to guide her partner’s shaft  by adjusting her hips to avoid him directly ramming her cervix and having the fat pad on her mons pubis pounded by her lover’s pelvis as he lifted her off her toes and then at withdrawal dropping her back en pointe. Thrust-dropped while wearing pointe-shoes made with traditional materials shortened the life of their blocks substantially w/o protecting her toes. That is why the internal platform pads and the polymer blocks of Gaynor Minden pointes are so important for ballet-sex and the fetish community.   

Ballet-boots forbidden during ballet-sex training: The 316 Club girls have been forbidden to wear their English made leather ballet-boots while training for ballet-sex. We fear they will become accustomed to putting their weight on the heels, not remaining centered over the blocks and their ankles and toes won’t be strengthened as they would if they were wearing pointe-shoes because of the ankle support provided by the tightly laced boot shafts and in properly fitted and laced boots very little of the wearer’s weight is on her toes. Too, we have them in negative heeled shoes when not training in pointe-shoes because otherwise they spend so much time en pointe they will shorten their Achilles tendons.

Change in plan: It was a scramble, but we boarded Limnaea II on the afternoon of Tuesday (9/16) and landed at Inverness in the early morning of Wednesday the 17th. Our departure date was advanced as His Grace thought it would be an educational experience for us all if we could be in Scotland for the independence referendum that will be held tomorrow, the 18th of September. I had no problem getting my wards out of school as they will be writing first person papers for their political science courses about the results of the referendum as well as some general papers about ancient sites found in the mountains behind Ullapool on Loch Broom.

His Grace’s Celebration: His Grace and Jack were there to greet us with the convoy of Range Rovers and took us up to Crag Abbey in the mountains west of Loch Ness to get us settled in. Fortunately we had sent our dive gear and other bulky clothes and equipment ahead. His grace will be holding a celebration party for the Lairds and other grandees on the night of the election regardless of whether the vote is yes for separation into a new nation or no to remain as part of the UK. The result is expected to be known some time early Friday, the 19th.

The old bull also had our new ceremonial shearling robes in which we will be pumped full of semen to celebrate planting of seed for the spring harvest ready to be fitted and they are lovely and so warm. But of course it’s entirely different when you’re lying on your back on a stone altar on the top of a mountain in the rain with some lusty Scotsman trying to fuck your brains out. If you get your mind set to take a lusty man most of the discomfort just disappears in the moment, but initial it can take some concentration. It’s still British Summer Time (BST) in the UK until Sunday, October 26 so right now the UK is still 8 hours ahead of Pacific daylight time. Alice, Duchess of M***, her daughter Fiona were already at Crag Abbey and Willow Jack’s daughter came over with me so the family will all vote together. The temperature is forecast to be in the mid 60’s F for the next several days with clouds and fog in the elevations at the Abbey.

Chris has already run ultrasounds on my wards GyneFix IUDs to make sure they are still in place and he will run them again on the morning before we appear on the altars to make sure the girls protection is properly in place.  It’s past 1:00 AM here and I’ve got to post this before I go to bed as we will be up early for the family to go to town to vote.

Sexual activity at St Lucy’s, Marvin and dive-sex

A silicone Semina coil spring rim diaphragm with its case and introducer

The Photo: A Semina diaphragm. Isn’t it lovely! You can see why St Lucy’s Student Health has all students fitted with it at menarche. It is so attractive and sexy that the younger girls want to wear one just like the older upper form girls who are sexually active.

First pregnancy tests of the school year: Because the students at St Lucy’s are so sexually active - either because of the courses they are taking or because of social relationships - every student who has reached menarche is required to take a pregnancy test at the end of each week. We prefer that students have copper bead (GyneFix) IUDs implanted or if not then a Skyla Levonorgestrel releasing IUD inserted or the single rod implant Nexplanon that released etonogestrel for contraceptive protection. However, no method of contraception is 100% effective, hence the weekly tests. Today was the second week of tests and all tests for both weeks have been negative so the administration is pleased.

Clitoral orgasms in the training regimen: The 316 club ballet girls all of whom have totally waxed pubes train for ballet-sex w/o male partners in the St Lucy’s studios, encounter sallies and their dorm rooms. The solo training regimen is to insert their 1.0 inch diameter 316 SS ball pair, don their hard shanked GM pointes and go en pointe while leaning back against a wall or barre and masturbate to orgasm. The goal is to be able to masturbate to orgasm w/o falling off pointe. Doing that will strengthen the students ankles and legs and, over time, train the girls to keep their ankles from wobbling or falling off pointe  during orgasms when with a partner and being penetrated from behind.

Each woman has her own technique in masturbating to climax by caressing her clitoris. The head of my clit is far too sensitive to caress it directly so what I do is slip my hand down my tights or under my thong and with a finger either side of my clitoral shaft caress the shaft until I orgasm. Once accustomed to clitoral masturbation you can use the technique to pass the time on long train or plane rides or while trapped watching a dull film, though if I do that in public I tend to nap afterward so I rarely masturbate watching a film in a theater. Too, if an encounter sallie is equipped with mid 19^th century European barre brackets (now exceedingly difficult to find and thought inappropriate by today’s ballet schools) a girl can masturbate by rubbing her leotard and tights sheathed pelvis against the bracket protrusion placed there for that purpose. That is how some students and adult dancers get ‘bracket burn’ (a worn spot on the fabric) on the pelvis of their leotards.

Dive-sex during Labor Day weekend: On Labor Day I was CD10 and fertile so for diving I wore an Oves cap screwed down tight on my cervix and then double bagged by inserting a latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm to prevent under-thrusting. Bea and Willow had gone to spend the weekend with a Brit-chick friend of Willow’s in LA leaving me home alone for several days with Morning Wood. I cautioned the girls about using condoms as the guys might not have current clean full STI panels.  I gave the servants the weekend off so Marvin could ravish me anywhere in the house. However, we spent a lot of time in the pool area getting him used to using an OTS Guardian FFM for dive-sex. He didn’t seem to have any trouble adjusting his delusion that I’m, Jenna, to accommodate the new environment and wearing SCUBA for sex with Jenna while she wore neutrally weighted silicone pool-pointes.

I’d had my divemaster hang a net across the pool at a depth of 30 feet so if anything went wrong neither of us would sink any deeper, but there are openings around the edges so we could dive to the bottom at 64 feet if we wanted.  We were diving enriched air Nitrox (EAN) with 32% oxygen rather than the 21% oxygen in regular air not so much to prevent DCS, but as a precaution to increase Marvin’s stamina as dive sex can be strenuous and I wasn’t sure about his stamina underwater. And of course before I entered the water I let him watch as I inserted a prefilled 10ml disposable applicator of DiveGel+ deep inside me, up against my silicone sheathed cervix before depressing the plunger and releasing the impermeable spermicidal lubricant. I took two more 10ml disposable applicators with me on the dive in case I needed more lube, but the one 10ml dose was plenty for the amount of action he was capable of. Marvin was great and was able to get off inside me three times in thirty minutes while I was tethered to the net at 30 feet with an ankle leash. Though, the last time I had to ripple-grip him to squeeze the cream out of his éclair.

Bea and Willow in LA: The girls came back late Monday night. Willow’s friend had taken them to a party in Beverly Hills on Saturday night where they were invited to another all day affair at an A-list movie star’s beach house in Malibu on Sunday and they ended up sleeping over. The movie star’s wife was at their home in Vail with her sister and their two young daughters recovering from pneumonia gotten while filming on the Yorkshire moors during heavy rains.

The A-list actor is know to have a roving eye and it immediately settled on Bea at the party in Beverly Hills where he took her unprotected in a spare bedroom at the back of the home.  The ID she was carrying said she was 21 and physically she is so well developed that she can easily pass as the baby fat of the typical sixteen y/o had been sweated off long ago from hundreds of hours in ballet studios leaving a well muscled lithe young goddess guaranteed to turn any man’s head. A-list enjoyed that so much that he made sure she was by his side with her deep, tight, wet vessel available every time he felt the need to fill it with semen. Supposedly A-list’s brother, a director, is planning to make a ballet film and wanted to have the girls at his Malibu beach house in pointe shoes so he could watch them stretching and walk around on their toes for inspiration. Fortunately both girls never travel w/o several pairs of pointes and pointes are far more comfy then 4 inch heels if you are standing in them for long.

Not that Willow was ignored. She became the playmate of Mr. A-list’s married brother, the film director, whose pregnant wife was in Vail along with Mr. A-lists family. The director seemed fascinated by Willow’s plummy Berkshire accent as well as her legs and high firm breasts so she got a lot of personal attention and the promise of a screen test if he didn’t have to wear a condom. That could have been a problem as Willow knew I’d be furious if I found out she and Bea hadn’t asked to see recent negative full STI panels for their sexual partners and she really didn’t want to be that blatant to ask for the men’s STI status so she just smiled and didn’t answer as Mr. A-list showed them his wife’s rubber room where she kept all her fetishwear .He and his brother are rubberists and they wanted to have ballet-sex while the girls were encased in latex catsuits, gloves, full hoods and pointe shoes. Bea and Willow are just about her size so her latex catsuits fit them. It was as Willow was opening the Rubber Services storage bags to find the color catsuit she wanted (yellow) that she remembered Rubber Services was one of the casinos ancillary businesses in support of the escort service that Pirate runs for us.   

She remembered that Pirate also supplies girls in LA as well as Vegas. So she called Pirate’s private number, put in her password and was put through to him and asked for his help. She explained that she and Bea were in LA for the weekend with guys who didn’t want to wear condoms and asked if they were registered with his escort service and if so what their STI status was. Fortunately they were and were clean so the girls could confidently take them skin-on-skin and drain coital discharge w/o worrying about STIs. So even though Bea had already taken A-list bareback she was ok. Immediately Willow hung up from Pirate he called me to let me know that Willow was thinking about their sexual health and told me where they were and who they were with.  So when Bea and Willow came back pleased with themselves and relaxed from several days of recreational sex ready to tell me all about the men they had been with I wasn’t sitting on the edge of my chair wondering if their health had been compromised and could enjoy their stories of amazing sex with some of the major players in the Hollywood film community.   

The Autumnal Equinox:  This year the Autumnal Equinox will occur on Tuesday September 23^rd. Since they are in menstrual synchrony with me my wards and I will be CD5 and bleeding for the festivities. That’s a sign of favor that we will all be starting new cycles while performing ritual sex as Goddess surrogates using our own blood. However, I’ll have to watch our excitement level as I don’t want any of us to start hemorrhaging during the celestial ceremonies, or at any other time come to that.

I’m planning that we will leave after St Lucy’s chasses let out at 3:00 PM on Friday afternoon September 19^th, so we hardly have two weeks before we leave for Inverness and Ullapool. I’m hoping the girls and I can have a few days at Crag Abbey to relax after the strenuous experience of being Goddess surrogate vessels on the ancient altars acting out the ritual planting of seed for fall crops. His Grace feels that spirited performances as Goddess surrogate vessels on our part will guarantee him and his crofter’s abundant spring crops and lots of healthy lambs from fertilized Ewes.

This Equinox celebration will be different from previous ones in which we participated. We will not be inducting very young men into the old ways. Rather, we are selecting young newly married men from His Grace’s crofters who have proven to be fertile by producing children one after another especially twins. The plan is to inseminate us with the highest potency semen available during the ritual planting of seed for which we as Goddess surrogates furnish the tight, wet, deep vessel in which it’s planted. The young wives of the men being chosen aren’t aware of the details and I expect some anger and perhaps even the chosen men being called unfaithful, but of course that’s not the case at all as they are being chosen to guarantee bountiful crop yields in the spring. However, that’s not to say that the men and my wards and I won’t enjoy our individual seed planting rituals.

Arrival at Crag Abbey, sensory deprivation

The ruins of Urquhart castle on Loch Ness

The photo: Once one of Scotland’s largest castles, Urquhart’s remains include a tower house that commands splendid views of the famous loch and Great Glen. Urquhart witnessed considerable conflict throughout its 500 years as a medieval fortress and its history from the 13th to 17th centuries was particularly bloody.

Lost Cove porn shoot ending: Anya is staying at Lost Cove for another few days to make sure nothing is missing after the video crew finishes shooting interior shots. Then the Duchess will take her around to St Thomas aboard Wanton Lass to catch a plane back to DC for a new assignment.

Juicy, Long Tom, the mermaids and the rest of the cast sailed away to finish the video on a set somewhere on the outskirts of London. Anya said their divemaster supervised two scenes with couples having intercourse when the woman’s K-valve burst disc ruptures and her tank vented. The actors survived the experiences, but were severely shaken and one actress, not Juicy, who panicked and couldn’t find her partner’s buddy reg nearly drowned and is in hospital on St Thomas being treated for aspiration pneumonia and an emotional breakdown. After that the director decided she had enough tank venting scenes.

The flight: At Dulles we said goodbye to the Gemini (the Swan Twins partners) who were to meet one of their father’s K-street lobbyists before flying home commercial and we picked up Fiona and Colin Tree who will be spending time with His Grace, her father, at the abbey (they aren’t participating in the Solstice celebration as they are non-believers) before going to London. … Just another service of JillAir…

It is 3,411 mi from Dulles to Inverness and at about 550 mph it should take about 6.1/3 hrs. We left Dulles at about 3:00 PM + 6.5 = 9:30 Eastern daylight time + 5 hrs to convert to British daylight time = 2:30 AM ETA at Inverness. We actually landed at 2:00 AM BDT as the jet stream helped a bit. The trip was uneventful, if you don’t count the girl-girl sex – with dildos - and Terry getting repeatedly blown. Fiona doesn’t share Colin so he had to make do with just one woman on the flight while the rest of us were moaning and mewing in ecstasy from G-spot orgasms given with textured Pyrex dildos.

Our arrival: Jack and Chris our Gyn were at the airport to meet us with three Land Rovers for Bea, Willow, the Swan twins, Terry and me. Fiona rented a car (on Her Majesty’s dime) at the airport for herself and Maj. Tree as they were only staying two days and then plan to take the train to London. Jack says the forecast is for rain and temps in the low to high 50s at Ullapool. That’s at sea level so it will be in the 40s F at Location Z. Which means we will be in shearling robes and using the massive peat braziers again and hopefully be warmer than at the Winter Solstice. We had coffee while the Land Rovers were loaded then the two hour trip down the loch and up into the mountains to the Abbey. It was 4:30 by the time we got to the abbey and the sunrise was at 4:18. It was a cloudy but dry morning.

The Abbey cistern: After a full English breakfast the girls, Terry and I took our regular morning ballet class in the tower studio.  Then I suggested that we plan another dive-sex video using the heated cistern as an aqua-dungeon. Returning readers will remember that the cistern was last mentioned in my 4-1-2014 post when I held a dive-sex training session for the Gyns attending the Inverness reproductive technology seminar. There I described it this way:

“The pool was converted from the Abbeys original medieval drinking water cistern. It’s a circular room 60 ft diameter and it is 40 feet deep with columns every 10 feet.  Ceiling and underwater lights have been installed as well as a shelf and platform for putting on equipment and conveniently entering the water. There is also a new circulating system that heats and purified the water. The cistern is kept full from the spring that flows through the temple and chapel. Even when well lit it still seems a bit claustrophobic to me because of the shadows cast by the columns. And at 40 feet it’s too deep to comfortably wear a FemCap to the bottom w/o the discomfort of dome squeeze on the cervix, but of course my Oves works well. However, when properly sized and correctly inserted the latex Reflexions flat spring rim diaphragm is perfect for flood insurance while providing the advantages a thin stretchy latex membrane can offer an experienced couple.”

Sensory deprivation: Leaving a diver tethered to the bottom while all the lights are off is an exercise in sensory deprivation and air conservation. During effective air conservation training the tank should provide just enough air to last until the dungeon-master makes her rounds and releases the captive or switches his or her tank. Sensory deprivation is something that is totally disorienting and terrifying to most, but there are a few of us who find it relaxing. I love the silence, just the hiss of my demand valve and the roar of my bubbles rushing toward the surface. With hands bound behind your back there is no hope of replacing a reg if for some reason a trainee expels hers and drowning follows shortly afterward if her dungeon master isn’t paying close attention and comes to her rescue.  Even though I’m sensory deprivation dive qualified I always dive an OTS Guardian FFM to eliminate the chance of an expelled reg during sensory deprivation sessions.

 

Soloing a venting tank, tutoring Terry

Soloing a venting the tank after a burst disc rupture

The picture: The lovely dive art of the artist HD, with permission.  The picture is entitled Death Spiral and shows me after accidently setting off the heat-pack causing a burst disc rupture venting my tank while solo diving something I’ve cautioned others to never do. Fortunately I survived, but the experience could have easily been fatal if the spiraling tank had forced me head first into the rock wall.

Even with all my warnings to others about not trying to ride a venting tank solo I tried it - unintentionally - while wearing a 2 mm dive skin and hood - in the new deep water location, and got bounced and tumbled on the seaweed covered bottom before I could get out of the harness and to the surface. I was fortunate I didn’t lose my mask. Nothing more than a really scary minute or so with some tears in the neoprene and no sex involved. I shouldn’t have used a tank with a heat-pack attached when I was solo diving in the area of the aquifer outflow in the cove where the current forced me against the aquifer outflow depression wall triggering the heat-pack. My God! I had such an adrenaline high I needed sex afterward to help me come down slowly otherwise I get really depressed coming off that massive a high.

Tutoring Terry: Just because Terrance is in chastity (of a sort) until I take his virginity from him on the main altar during celebration of the Summer Solstice at the ancient holy site at Location Z does not mean his education in the delights of female companionship hasn’t begun. After ballet class Bea, Willow or I will take him into an encounter salle while we are still sweaty from class so he will become familiar with the scent of estrogenic musk mixed with the bouquet of a woman’s sweat, shampoo, soap and perfume which he is familiar with from his ballet training in the UK. There we school him in the technique of pleasuring a woman with his tongue; the clitoral orgasm and the taste of her natural lubricant the weeps from her vaginal walls and labia during arousal from cunilingus. If he performs satisfactorily we reward him with fellatio. While he has masturbated since puberty he’d never had a woman suck him off (amazing since he has such a glorious body and has been around teen ballet girls for years) so having his frenulum caressed by a woman’s tongue and squirting his load down our throats was and so far continues to be an amazing experience for him.

Breastfeeding and pointe-shoes: I was concerned that he wouldn’t like breast milk, but he loves breastfeeding I did have to tell him to come to my breasts freshly shaved as even at 17 he has stiff stubble which is like sandpaper. He develops marvelous suction being able to empty my breasts quickly and expertly while getting my vaginal secretions flowing wetting my thighs. and turning my legs to jelly .So  now my tutoring sessions begin with have him breastfeed before giving me cunilingus and a clitoral orgasm with his tongue. I’m CD16 today and Luteal. I ovulated two days ago so I’m safe from pregnancy until next cycle, not that I need to worry about that from Terry before the 21^st, but other lovers are keeping me filled with live sperm and not to break routine I continue to wear a latex flat spring diaphragm since it is possible, but not likely, that I could start bleeding early.  

When I’m tutoring Terry he seems fascinated with my legs and pointe shoes, I’m wearing old Gaynors as they are quieter, provide better support, are more comfortable and last far longer than most other maker’s pointes and they are already stained with stage grime so being splattered with my vaginal secretions or his semen (if I (drool) or breast milk (if he drools), it’s no big deal. I think he may have a thing for women’s feet and especially pointe shoes as I’ve seen him fondling and sniffing Bea’s and Willow’s Gaynors as well as mine and I’m waiting for him to ask for a pair of mine. If he asks I won’t give them to him. Only Jack gets pairs of my damp smelly Gaynors as talismans of my affection, but Bea or Willow probably would if he asks.

Blue Balls: We’ve learned to reward Terry with BJs only after ballet class otherwise his stamina suffers, but he should be able to overcome that with more practice.  I had first thought to put him right back into his Access Denied chastity cup w/o providing him sexual release, but without relief he would get ‘Blue Balls’ [or ‘lover’s nuts’, a slang term for the condition of temporary fluid congestion (vasocongestion) in the testicles accompanied by testicular pain, caused by prolonged and unsatisfied sexual arousal in the human male.] and was so uncomfortable after giving the woman tutoring him her pleasure that it was only right to give him relief. I’m a masochist not a sadist and none of us got pleasure watching him suffer. Besides it could warp his opinion - which is still being formed - of women and cause him to take his pleasure first which in my opinion is a bad sign in a man. There are women sadists, but that’s a lesson we don’t intend to teach.  He is a delight to be around is a quick study and has done everything asked of him so rather than let him suffer with lovers nuts his tutor will suck him off before putting him back in chastity.

The Summer solstice - preparation: Tomorrow, Monday June 16^th, we will be boarding Limnaea II at Charlotte Amalie, stopping at Dulles to pick up Fiona (Jacks sister) and her lover Maj. Tree then on to Inverness. We’ll be staying at Crag Abbey on Loch Ness before moving on to His Grace’s hunting lodge in the foothills of the mountains to the East of Ullapool on Loch Broom. Jack has been at the lodge in the hills above Ullapool for the last few days working on the holy site with its five altars dedicated to the Goddess Aphrodite / Venus. Chris, our male Gyn, also went on ahead to screen potential young males to be inducted into the service of Aphrodite. And I’m bringing the heavy gold collar of office I wear as High priestess of Aphrodite when conducting the men’s initiation rites.

New for this Solstice we are going to wear Gaynor pointes rather than the Freed Classics worn during earlier ceremonies at Location Z. I thought the Goddess had a prohibition against using modern materials (the unitized polymer shank and toe-box in GM pointes), but I can safely wear a Reflexions flat spring diaphragm with its stainless steel rim spring and natural rubber latex dome, so I prayed to the Goddess for guidance and I have gotten a positive response. The weather is often so wet on the mountain top that Freeds melt almost immediately so Gaynors will be far safer ceremonial footwear.

The trip to Inverness and Ullapool

Spring in the mountains near Ullapool

Ullapool in the early spring: The Met office forecast for Ullapool on the 20th is for 8°C (about 46°F) with a 24 mph winds and heavy rain during the previous evening and day and that’s at sea level. Several thousand feet up at Location Z it will be freezing or below and with the wind the wind chill will be brutal! This is about what passes for normal at Loc Z. this time of year At least they aren’t calling for snow. I’m hoping the peat fires in the fire pits will make the site more hospitable during the initiation ceremonies than at the Winter Solstice, though everyone managed to survive that.

The trip out: I took delivery of my new Gulfstream 650, Limnaea II, several weeks ago, but hadn’t flown in it until now while I let the crews fly courier services for the government to make sure all the features were working as they should before we departed for Scotland.  I love the ‘new’ smell of the cabin, mainly from the leather of the seats. We stopped briefly at Dulles to deliver courier packages and top off our tanks before our flight to Inverness a bit more than 3,400 miles.

The flight was uneventful except for the marvelous sex with Willow who is really getting good at milking me with her talented tongue she knows me so well now had me so aroused she just inserted two fingers and got me off while breast feeding! She is awesome! Then I caressed the shaft of her clitoris, something she dearly loves, and after she came we snuggled and went to sleep in each other’s arms. What a marvelously restful night!

When we got to Inverness after a 8 hour flight from Dulles (with a brief stop at Stansted) it was 50° F and cloudy with good visibility. Jack and out male Gyn, Chris, were there to greet us with a convoy of four Range Rovers. They helped unload our things and off we went over the Mts. to His Grace’s hunting lodge in the hills below Location Z. Jack and I are going up to the site tomorrow, well later today, the 19^th as it’s midnight here so I can see the fire pits and plan how to distribute the incineration powder to get the best results.

I've been so Busy: So much else has been going that I haven’t written about acquiring my exquisite new jet. There just hasn’t been time what with Andrea’s blood clots from the failure of her gas-guard during dive-sex and getting comfortable with Brad, my new therapist, who is helping me come to terms with my responsibilities as a handmaiden to the Goddess Aphrodite and my role as Chief-Priestess at Location Z for the celebration of geophysical events which bring new life (read men) back to the old ways. Of course I’ve been helping Brad make his fantasy of being with his dead wife Jenna come true. At least while I’m dressed in her things and wearing her scent while on his arm or in his bed and especially while he is hard, long and deep inside me thrusting into my cervix. He is so blissed out when he’s inside me he wants it to never end. I’m so glad my participation in the vernal equinox festivities will give him a week away from me as he desperately needs the rest from sexual exertion.

I had intended to get a post off before we left Dulles, but with loading Fiona’s things and taking her aboard – returning readers will remember she is Jack’s sister – and who we dropped off at Stansted before going on to Inverness there wasn’t time.

 

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

A silicone Milex wide seal Omniflex diaphragm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

St Lucy’s Nutcracker, winter solstice prep

Dead pointes from St Lucy’s Nutcracker performances

The photo: Some of the dead pointe shoes from performances of St. Lucy’s version of The Nutcracker. A pair of Bea’s Freeds are somewhere in the photo. Bea was Dew Drop this year a role I thought she excelled at, but I had coached her thoroughly. The only two adult males were dancers from my troupe who danced the Snow King and Sugarplum fairy’s Cavalier. It appeared to be a straight G-rated version as parents and the public were in attendance and was very well received.

Pelvic training equipment: However, all the girls in the corps who had reached menarche were wearing their Semina (coil spring) diaphragms whether they were menstrual or not. Returning readers will remember that Semina is the one with the lovely transparent pink silicone dome. It was a festive touch for the season! The Principals and soloists, all with deep post-pubic vaults, wore Labia Labs version of the Oves cervical cap and sets of one inch solid Pyrex Ben Wa balls. I had wanted to have them try performing with balls inserted and this was the first opportunity to have them actually do it.

Vaginal training: In addition to the normal ballet rehearsals for the Principals, Soloists and Corps I held closed pelvic rehearsals for the Principals and Soloists where the girls and I wore crotchless tights, our one inch Pyrex balls and no panties so if we expelled a ball while landing a jump, pirouette or during a développé everyone would know it. I went crotchless with my students so they would feel more at ease displaying their pubes in a professional setting and by dancing the pas de deux with the guys and landing the jumps, performing the pirouettes, fouettés and développés w/o dropping a ball to show them I could do what I was asking them to do.

The girls all had sex with my two male dancers during their Contemporary Sexual Health class labs so it wasn’t as though their partners hadn’t seen their vulvae before, so their anxiety was quickly over as everyone acted in a very professional manner, the guys didn’t sprout woodies in their dance belts and no one stared at their bare pubes - since it was well understood that the girls needed to become confident that they could perform with their one inch balls inserted w/o an accident. I was certain they could as it takes a lot of force to expel a one inch (.65 oz.) glass ball out of the deep post-vaginal vault of a well toned vagina.  

To build stamina we went over the several pas de deux and solos repeatedly. After the girls, all of whom had fully waxed pubes, got over the fact that they were working w/o a net during rehearsals they really tightened up and after the first run through during the first rehearsal they became much more confident and none dropped any balls. I was so proud of them!  For the performances they did wear tight fitting mesh thongs, invisible under tights and tutus, to catch an expelled ball to prevent it dropping down the leg inside her tights and ruining the line of the leg, but that proved to have been unnecessary. I was so pleased that none of my Ben Wa girls expelled a ball or balls during their performances!

First Response hCG testing: Willow took her first hCG test today and it showed negative. Of course it did, she is menstrual and bleeding heavily, but the regimen called for her testing today. Returning readers will remember she is Mitch’s primary training partner while we see if he can impregnate women using copper IUDs.  I think she is perfectly safe. She is using the FIRST RESPONSE Early Result Pregnancy Test that shows hCG as early as six days prior to the start of the woman’s period. Pirate is paying for her tests which are about $13 on-line, but since we buy in bulk for our escorts a two-pack is about $10 USD.

I’m taking pelvic training with Mitch frequently myself and, as returning readers may recall, I use an Oves cervical cap screwed down tight on my cervix, (when I’m not menstrual) so statistically I should be at a higher risk than women on hormones who are using their method correctly. I’m testing with Willow just to give her support and I don’t expect either of us to test positive, but we need to see if we can support Mitch and show he isn’t dangerous to women using Copper IUDs or cervical barriers when used correctly.

Cycles for the winter solstice: As this is being written (Sunday 12-15-2013) I’m CD1 and flowing lightly. I have a Milex Omniflex (silicone coil spring wide seal diaphragm) inserted for flow control. I should be in full flow tomorrow and have my heavy days on Tues. – Wed.  My Wards (Odette, Odile, and Bea) are now in synchrony with me. Willow got her GyneFix about three and a half weeks ago and she is menstrual now. This is her first period with a GyneFix implanted so it has been a heavy one, but not something she couldn’t handle with Ibuprofen and an iron rich diet.

So we will be CD7 +/- 2 on December 21^st, the winter solstice, which means Willow certainly and some of the rest of us may be fertile during our celebrations as Druid Priestesses ritually offering our bodies and initiating new young male candidates in to the small community of believers in the old ways. All in my circle have copper GyneFix IUDs implanted and the men will have all been screened for STIs so we should all be as safe as possible as far as our contraception and sexual health is concerned. However, pneumonia from the weather is a distinct possibility.

Chris, our male Gyn who travels with us, has gone on ahead taking equipment we might need and to work with the local medical practitioner to scout and screen suitable candidates for initiation into the mysteries of the old ways. There was some talk during our Thanksgiving dinner about the possibility of a blood sacrifice to the goddess in addition to the ritual ones with genital fluids that I and my junior Priestesses will perform, but I’m not sure where that aspect of the ceremony stands.  The winter solstice celebrates death and the renewal of life so it seems appropriate that there should be death – in addition to the ‘little death’ (orgasm) that typically is the climax of the ceremony - associated with celebration of the winter solstice.

Inverness airport (IATA code: INV) Dalcross Scotland: Dalcross is much closer to Ullapool so we will be flying into Dalcross airport which is some six miles east down the coast from Inverness. The main runway at 6,190 feet is long enough to take a G650 at MTOW, maximum takeoff weight.

It’s about 56 miles up the A835 between Inverness and Ullapool then another few miles into the mountains to His Graces hunting lodge so it should take about one and a half to two hours depending on the weather. Jack will have a small fleet of Range Rovers meet us at the private air terminal.

Planned departure: We plan to leave at 1:00 AM on Tuesday the seventeenth which should give us three days to adjust to the eight hour time difference before the celebration on the twenty-first. The pilots want to top off our tanks at Dulles even though we have the range to fly non-stop. That way they say if there is a reroute or some in-flight delay we will have plenty of fuel. That also gives me an opportunity to drop off a very high priority item for the government that will be given to me at McCarran just before departure. 

Weather forecast for Tues. 12/17 arrival:

• The Met forecast for Inverness for Tuesday 12/17 is intervals of sunshine temperatures in the high 30s and a southwesterly wind at 12 mph. 
• The Met forecast for Ullapool for Tuesday 12/17 is for light rain temperature in the low 40s F and an 18 mph southerly wind.

The Met forecast for Ullapool for the winter solstice:

Light clouds with temperature 41 – 48.2 F at sea level with a 24 mph south westerly wind. Sunrise 09:04 Sunset 15:33. So at best (assuming 10° colder on site) it will be about at freezing with a strong wind off the ocean. With sunrise at 9:04 at least we won’t have to get up before 5:00 AM unless the weather turns really bad, or Himself decides otherwise.