Thanksgiving 2010

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!

Thanksgiving Day: Cyndi’s mom, Fiona, and her boyfriend are with us again this year to celebrate Thanksgiving! The Honorable Lady Fiona etc, etc (known to her friends as “Fi”) and her current stud-muffin an SAS Major, Colin Tree, who is with the Military Attaché unit of the Embassy in DC were able to come! She flew out with Senator Reid, to brief him on an Anglo-American project, while Congress is on Thanksgiving break. Limnaea was on the east coast so it was no trouble to pick up Maj. Tree at Dulles. I will fit Fiona with a Reflexions so she can dive the pit She prefers a diaphragm which she used before having her GyneFix implanted rather than the 30 mm Oves I fitted her for last year. That will work out well because we now know Reflexions is quite safe as a gas guard down to at least 200 feet.

Like last year I have a team of chefs - hired off-duty from the casino - working my commercial grade kitchen to prepare the traditional turkey dinner. There will be Parade watching and football for the men but I expect to be able to lure them away from the games for plenty of sex.

For the weekend there will be:

1.Cyndi & Chris,
2. Anya & Robin,
3. Shelly & Jeff,
4.Marie-Claude & Pirate,
5.Diané & Peter,
6. Fiona & Colin,
7. Cara & Clark an experience escort new to our group
8.Abigail (Abi): pool-assistant and Lorelei in residence to Adolph & Adolph
9.Gigi & Chuck, my fave Gyno and Taryn’s old BF.
10.Beth: My Pool Assistant/Dresser & Jon a lovely male escort
11. Jacques & me.

The lovely thing about having a very large house is I can bed them all here for the entire weekend. My circle, since they are in synchrony with me, will be CD 7 – 10 from tomorrow through the weekend so we should all be fertile by Saturday and ready to test the stamina of out partners. Fiona is a few days ahead so will probably ovulate this weekend.

The only sadness is that Taryn won’t be here with us. She sends her love and asks to be remembered to all. She is enjoying Trinity College Cambridge and her tutor says she is doing well in her studies while having an active social life at her country house, Cunt Castle, on weekends.

Shelly, Jeff and the 30 Meter Club

Adolph’s pool-assistant before descent with Shelly and Jeff

Shelly, Jeff and the 30 M Club: Shelly and Jeff the last of my circle to qualify were inducted into the 30 Meter Club yesterday evening. Their encounter went well, but there was a bit of drama beforehand when Adolph insisted the pool assistant on duty (Ellen) dive with regular gas (21% oxygen) as part of her training. She is new to the job, a Brit-chick, and wanted to dive Nitrox II like Shelly and Jeff. Adolph said a dive to 100 feet on regular air would give her a chance to see how narced she would get. A safety diver fighting nitrogen narcosis is not a situation you want if anything goes wrong but that is Adolph for you, anything to add danger to a dive. Fortunately I was dressed – in one of my signature Gottex canary yellow thong bikinis - and prepared with my own SCUBA set so there was never any danger to Shelly or Jeff. Ellen got a bit silly but she knew that was going to happen, which is why she balked at breathing regular gas, but she needs the job for the benefits and the doors that working for Adolph may open for her so she did the dive and came through it ok. You can see from the candid photo [above] she is pissed and at that point hadn’t gotten her emotions fully under control. I’m not sure she will last as a pool assistant with Adolph because he will almost certainly push her hot button as much as he can.

Jeff really isn’t into extreme sex all that much – not that I think a 30 M encounter is that extreme, but he does - so he had taken a Cialis - and Shelly slipped a cock-ring onto the base of his shaft and he performed flawlessly and Shelly had a wonderful time! I ended up as safety diver for all three and Ellen got really buzzed and was ‘talking’ to the D-rings and restraint straps on the walls but she didn’t do anything foolish or potentially fatal like throw away her mask or pull out her reg and try to breathe water and she stayed with us the entire 20 minutes which I thought was a plus.

Dive rubber, the pros & cons: I’m showing Beth (my dresser and PA) how I use a really high quality .5 mm thick latex encasement suit as a diveskin. Gepetto makes them to measure from a formulation - developed by Jeff’s labs - that will stretch like a condom and is highly resistant to tears and punctures. The only seams are welds at the zipper and while a bit thicker it fits as well or better than a body condom with the zipper hidden in the wearer’s buttock or breast cleavage. Even when lubed up it takes a bit of effort to get into Gepetto’s dive rubber correctly so breasts and labia are supported or cradled not pinched but the look and feel once it’s on is awesome and the silicone impregnated crotch zipper opens and closes easily so it’s a treat to wear. Beth was so fascinated by my dive rubber that I bought her one and she wore it for the first time today and was delighted with it. The downside of wearing dive rubber is that it is hot to wear and increases the rate of a diver’s dehydration if the water temperature isn’t cool or you aren't breathing Trimix. The Helium in Trimix increases heat transfer considerably, so the couple won’t over heat nearly as fast for a given water temp or level of exertion.

As part of her research Beth wanted to know what it is about rubber that makes me want to be sheathed in a latex membrane. She was especially keen to compare my thoughts about a dive rubber experience with her own after wearing her DR for the first time. I think it is partly the feeling of having every part of me being compressed simultaneously by the rubber, partly the fantasy of being protected by the rubber as though it provides meaningful protection from anything other than semen. And, of course, how gorgeous I look encased in latex, smooth, shiny and showing off the curves of my body all displayed in high definition! Then there is the pungent scent of the latex which I’ve come to appreciate especially when mixed with my perspiration, natural lubricant and a partner’s semen. I think my female pheromones are enhanced by being mixed with the scent of rubber.

A Girl-Girl encounter: I’m CD22 today and am nearing my secondary libidinal peak. As I helped Beth into her DR in my dressing room it was obvious she was aroused. I don’t usually come on to another woman. If it’s to be girl on girl I let them come to me, but her erect nipples were so obvious through the stretchy black rubber encasing her breasts that I initiated the encounter. I pushed her against the mirrored wall of my dressing room and slipped my hand between her legs as I spread my feet into a la seconde and piquéd sur les pointes. Beth is taller than me and I went en pointe so she could easily reach my zipper while standing flat in her latex booties. We opened one another’s crotch zippers almost simultaneously and when she gasped as I fingered her clit I shoved my tongue down her throat and she sucked on it hungrily.

My fingers found her labia engorged, parted and slippery wet with her natural lube as I pushed my index and middle fingers into her vagina feeling for her G-spot. It was quite prominent, a raised deeply textured area on the anterior wall beneath her bladder and I began to caress it with my index finger. She must have been very needy or had a wicked case of the hots for me because suddenly she was quivering, mewing, sweating and gasping for air. And, as she slipped over the edge into orgasm she found her voice screamed and came ejaculating all over my hand and thigh. Who knew she was a squirter! Finger fucking her I got myself off in a series of exquisite mini-orgasms that left me floating in the delicious haze of afterglow and I held her in orgasm while she begged me to never stop. In orgasm she was rubber legged, her arms wrapped around me mashing my breasts in a bear hug as she clung desperately to me for support. The tight rubber of our suits creaked and groaned as they slid across each other when she sagged against me and the scent of latex and sweat hung like mist in the air around us. It was our first and an incredibly intense encounter for us both.

Thanksgiving Day update

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Thanksgiving Day update: Awesome news! Cyndi’s mom, Fiona, and her boyfriend are with us to celebrate Thanksgiving! The Honorable Lady Fiona etc, etc (known to her friends as “Fi”) and her current stud-muffin an SAS Major, Colin Tree, who is with the Military Attaché unit of the Embassy in DC were able to come! I had asked Fi months ago and since her job is liaison between the embassy and our Congress she wasn’t certain how much her expertise would be needed until recently. With health care reform on the front burner and the Afghanistan situation vying for first place for the administrations attention she was allowed a few days leave with the thought that she might get to talk to Senator Reid, to renew an old acquaintance, while Congress is on Thanksgiving break. Limnaea was on the east coast delivering H1N1 vaccine so it was no trouble to pick her and her guy up at Dulles. She was here almost a year ago when Cyndi was recovering from her termination and entered St Lucy’s and for the daughter of a Duke she was such fun! She has a raging libido like mine and a determination to use it to further the interests of her country, so she can be a very persuasive lobbyist. She’s had a GyneFix IUD implanted so she is quite safe from pregnancy. Robin has been working with her in a small pool at my place to give her and her partner a refresher in dive-sex. Before she came out I made sure she has her Gyn check the fit of her diaphragm, but she wants to dive the pit. Because a diaphragm won’t be safe for that I fit her myself for an Oves, she takes a 30mm, and taught her to how to insert it correctly so she can have sex safely at the bottom of the pit.

Jeff, the owner of the electronics and software co. will be joining us as Shelly’s escort for the weekend so that fills out my guest list. For the weekend it will be: Taryn & Chuck, Cyndi & Chris, Anya & Robin, Shelly & Jeff, Marie-Claude & Pirate, Diané & Peter, Fiona & Colin and Jacques & me.

A fertile weekend: Tomorrow I will be CD7 and probably start discharging fertile cervical fluid into my Oves. Those in my circle who are in menstrual synchrony with me will be fertile this holiday weekend. I think that is everyone but Diané who doesn’t have enough exposure to the pheromones from my sweat and Fi. I’m not sure where she is in her cycle. Even Shelly and Marie-Claude the newest members of my ballet company are moving into synchrony with me from the number of sweaty classes and rehearsals we’ve had together.

I’m going to have the dive staff remind everyone to get their dives in before the meals or wait for at least an hour after eating before diving. Diving on a full stomach isn’t a good idea because dive-sex can be so strenuous that indigestion, cramps, nausea and vomiting are common while diving after a heavy meal.

Barre-bound snorkel-sex: Taryn and Chuck and Robin and I visited a local fetish dive club last evening to see what they offered and found their pool condition unappealing if not unsanitary. It was a small indoor recreational swimming pool to which has been added a stainless steel barre on the wall of the pools deep end about 3 feet below the surface. Women’s wrists are cuffed to the barre so that they are held below the surface and use snorkels to breathe while having sex. We liked that bit and I think we will add barres in some of our pools so we can offer that as a BDSM dive option. More Barres in more places!

The thing that turned us off was the litter on the bottom of the pool below where the women are chained. It looked as though no one had ever cleaned up after an encounter. There were all sorts of feminine hygiene and contraceptive devices scattered on the pool bottom: used tampons, Diva cups, several NuvaRings, Ortho and Milex diaphragms, a female condom, a FemCap, a Prentif cap and a Semina diaphragm which probably meant that a St Lucy’s student or faculty member had been taken while chained to the barre. And there were the usual bikini bottoms, commonly forgotten after dive-sex as well as one entire swimsuit. From the debris under the barre it seems it’s common for the Dom to remove his partner’s upper reproductive tract protection before penetration so she is at risk of injury as well as pregnancy from the encounter. I hope that’s explained to the women before they are barre-bound. I suppose the good news is that Plan-B is easily obtainable w/o prescription for anyone 17 y/o or older. Of course if they get PID or have an embolism from not wearing a gas guard Plan-B is no help at all.

Prototype testing

Two inch diameter PVC suction cups

Flash needles: Jeff, the software engineer who wants me to marry him, has recently reappeared in my life. Readers of my Yahoo 360 Blog will remember him as the hunky man I go pistol shooting with and whose company runs a classified lab for the government out on I15 East of town. But Jeff has his own design shop for exotic applications. As an outgrowth of the light amplifying dive mask technology he invented he is working on miniaturization of directed energy applications and he has a prototype he wants me to test.

He has his own test organization of course and has conducted tests up to the point where it has become too dangerous to go further using his employees. Knowing my willingness to push the envelope for a thrill he asked if I would be interested in field testing a miniaturized Antipersonnel direct energy device (AP-DED) which he calls a limpet or flash needle because the released energy burns a tiny hole in whatever it’s attached to and penetrates the soft core to heat it far, far above the boiling point so the fluid just flashes to steam. He used the term limpet because like the naval munitions ‘limpet mines’ the device attaches to the outside of the target. I think it is my access to expendable assets that caused him to ask if I would test the flash needle prototype. Not that there isn’t some risk to the diver delivering the device, which I would do myself, as well as destruction of the target. He was against using them before so I am pleased that with this request Jeff seems to be moving toward a more pragmatic approach to testing, some would say to the dark side, nearer to where I am.

The DED is housed in a two inch PVC suction cup [similar to the ones in the image at the top of this entry] that will be suitably colored to blend in for specific applications; black for attachment to diver’s wet suits and helmets, gray or blue for drysuits, pastels for swimsuits and face masks etc and there will be land applications as well. However, the DED is particular well suited for use underwater as there is no chemical explosive omni-directional blast that would disable friendly personnel as well s the target.

Technical considerations: The underwater device is a flash crystal laser with a focus of no more than four inches specifically designed to penetrate the head or trunk of a diver and deliver a massive amount of radiation in a very short time (25 milliseconds) that heats the surrounding tissue to several hundred degrees causing the internal fluids to turn to steam and the skull or chest cavity to shatter. The sapphire crystals are specially grown to incorporate the lens as well as the energy supply in a single unit that is molecularly unstable, allowing it to be easily lased and consumed, which accounts for its high energy pulse, during a single use. There has been a crystal growth problem with adjustments to get the size and therefore the strength of the laser to cause the skull or chest to fracture not explode which not only makes noise but can injure nearby friendly divers.

Test goals: Even when a head shot is properly sized the steam has melted the dummy diver’s face into her mask, fractured the glass faceplate and her mouthpiece has been expelled or melted. We think a boiling brain or lungs will give off a hissing sound and a skull fracturing just crackles when picked up by hydrophones, which should make it hard to detect in the ambient sea noise or the hiss of sucking air and the bubbles of exhalation from other divers. But testing it using expendable male and female divers is needed to see if those assumptions are correct.

Energy level concerns: I’m guessing that if a flash needle was placed between the breasts of a woman in a wetsuit the directed energy would punch through her sternum boil her heart and lungs and melt the fat in her breasts. I’m guessing any implants she was wearing would explode. That sort of test hasn’t been done yet so it’s one of the things that need checking, how much energy can be used in a trunk shot w/o causing an enemy diver’s breast implants to explode and trigger detection.

There is a similar concern about placing the limpet on the back of a woman’s rubber helmet. Passing through a thick mat of long wet hair under a helmet could attenuate or disperse the energy so placing the limpet on the helmet over the diver’s temple would minimize the possibility of energy dispersal. We expect that men with short hair will pose no such energy diffusion problem. The designers think the primary target should be the diver’s head because once the brain is destroyed that’s the end of the threat. With a chest or side placement there is the possibility that while horribly maimed the enemy may have a chance to react before death. With a head shot there is almost no chance.

One of the major concerns involves growing the crystals in precise enough sizes that the energy released is right for the application. Most of the crystal is consumed in the energy release and with anything that unstable electrical energy fields can start the lasing process. To prevent premature triggering by stray electric fields the DED is enclosed in shielded packaging until the unit is under water. Once submerged stray electrical fields are not a problem. A tiny battery (the size of a pencil eraser) in the unit is all that is needed to power off the laser. Underwater the unit is quite safe until pressed against the target. Once suction develops the timer starts. Pulling the suction cup off whatever it is attached to will set it off immediately.

Testing assets: Readers of my former 360 blog know that my casino/resort has a ranch outside town where we employ a number of former Eastern European ballet dancers as private escorts for clients who engage their services for extended all inclusive stays. The girls all have green cards and the turnover there is very low but we do have the occasional one who does not fit in. When that happens we work with her to resolve her problem or we will pay to send her home. Even then there are a few with whom one can’t reason. “When one door closes another opens” and when someone becomes unreasonable she is provided a final opportunity. Hence I occasionally have assets that can be used for high risk testing. I am really looking forward to working with real divers, individually of course, to see how close pool testing prototype Flash Needles comes to Jeff’s laboratory calculations.