Uncoupling, Channeling Jenna, & the Abbot’s Palace

Channeling Jenna for Morning Wood

The Photo; Modeling a Pair of Jenna’s Bloch Alpha S0104s I wear when I channel her for Marvin. Bloch Alpha pointes are suitable for only advanced students and professionals as they require dancer’s with very strong feet to stay over the blocks, but show off high arches magnificently.

Uncoupling: Tim got back from the field exercise several days earlier than expected and was staying at his family estate next to my place in Wales which kept him and Marvin separated while Tim and I uncoupled. I told Marvin I needed to return briefly to Wales to take care of business, which in a sense was correct. Returning readers will recall that I mentioned in an earlier entry that Tim and I had discussed his need to settle down with someone other than me, because of family commitments. Apparently, he had been giving his need to move on serious thought since during pillow-talk after we had a marvelous romp in the sheets (I was CD21 and luteal so we used no protection and I had his sperm in my tubes) he said while he was very fond of me we should just be friends. While I knew that was coming it still stung a bit, but it was far better that he broke the news to me than me having to tell him the same thing, which I was dreading.

Bank Holiday: Today (May 1^st) is Early May Bank Holiday. However, Uni is in session and Marvin is lecturing so I’m taking the train to go shopping at Agent Provocateur in London. I’m hoping to find a little gossamer, strappy, clingy thingy he hasn’t seen me wear so I can see how long he takes to get me out of it.

Channeling Jenna: Full Easter term (Tue 25 April - Fri 16 June) began at Cambridge and Marvin has moved out of his rooms on campus, although he still has an office there, and into my place. I have rented a small secluded manor and brought staff from Blackthorn Castle. to staff it until the renovations are complete on “The Abbots Palace”, my new place east of Cambridge. More about that a bit later.

For good luck, to fill Marvin with confidence to properly begin Easter Term I became Jenna for him for the last several days. He never gets tired of me doing that and when I channel his dead wife he is in my thrall. It’s the least I can do as under his psychiatric care he enabled me to come to terms with my earthly responsibilities as a representative of the Goddess Aphrodite, manifesting herself as Rhiannon - a Welsh deity - while I’m here in the UK. I wear Jenna’s ballet practice clothes, pointe shoes Bloch Alpha S0104s and her perfume, Shalimar which I loved before I found it was another of my many similarities with Jenna that made Marvin love me. Actually, Marvin says I’ve developed Jenna’s mannerisms that were unique to their relationship that I had no way of knowing about and when I’m Jenna I feel much closer to him so I think I am evolving into a second Jenna which I have come to believe is one of Aphrodite’s roles for me, which is marvelous for us both!

Cunt Castle: Returning readers will recall that Taryn became one of my earliest wards after her parents were killed in a plane crash as in her father’s will I was designated her guardian. She lived with me while attending the exclusive girl’s school St Lucy’s in Las Vegas then graduated from UNLV before beginning grad school at Trinity College Cambridge. She inherited her parent’s business which was a very large and profitable porn empire and she has continued to lead it very successfully. Occasionally she calls on me and my resources for advice with regard to contraception and erotic ballet training for new actors and escorts of both sexes.

Taryn's home north east of Cambridge is known fondly to her friends as ‘Cunt Castle’. One of the stonemasons working on the renovations (before she moved into the Manor) called it ‘Cunt Castle’ and the name seems to have stuck with her circle of friends, though not with the locals, or at least not to her face. I’m pleased to say that Taryn has moved quickly through the Uni courses to gain her Master of Psychology and MD degrees. She has one year left to receive her Doctor of Psychiatry degree and she is making rounds at a specialist hospital in Cambridge to experience clinical psychiatry training.

The reason I mention Taryn and Cunt Castle is that the place I’m buying and renovating for Marvin and me is just down the road from Cunt Castle. Marvin’s specialty is the treatment of sexual deviation so he treats my fetishes and cares for the Psychiatric needs of Taryn’s stable of Porn actors and actresses. When we move into my permanent location, before classes begin in early October for Michaelmas term, we will be able to provide training and therapy for Taryn’s actors and escorts w/o having them travel to Wales. It will be wonderful to be able to have Taryn and her circle as close friends again!

The Abbot’s Palace: I found out more about the property that the realtor didn’t disclose until pressed by my agent. It seems that while a great deal of the original fabric was torn down and the stone reused elsewhere the existing building was built from parts of a monastery after the dissolution of the monasteries by Henry VIII sometime in the 1530s. The manor seen today was built in the early 19th century and includes the Abbot’s Palace the only remaining original building which include very deep and extensive cellars. Originally built in the 14th century the Abbots Palace was very elaborate for its time (and not at all in keeping with poverty, chastity and obedience which were preached to the villagers in the area) and is said to have been the site of orgies between the monks and nuns from a neighboring convent which may account for the ghosts that are said to haunt the place.

The Palace overlooks a small stream that runs through the property below the hill on which the monastery and now the manor was built. The banks of the stream are filled with a thick growth of Pussy Willow trees which led Taryn to call the place the “Pussy Palace” not only as an apt description, but as a double entendre as she knows my circle’s need for kinky sex.

The Pussy Palace and the Spirit World:  It is said that no one has been injured by the spirits that inhabited the place, but there are hair raising tales of apparitions, flickering lights, moans and screams have been seen and heard at night so the locals give the place a wide birth. Given the disclosure that spirits were said to actively inhabit what has been known as the Abbot’s Palace my agent was able to get the asking price decreased considerably. I spoke to the Duke of M* about having the Archbishop conduct an exorcism before any work is to begin because local workers wouldn’t go near the place. I sweetened the request by offering to contribute a four-figure sum to the charity of the Archbishops choice and he very kindly agreed as he and the Duke of M**** had been at school together. The ceremony was conducted before we closed on the property. I expect that should satisfy the spirit world, but If not Aphrodite is willing to expel them through me. However, that could raise questions that would be tricky to answer so having the Archbishop conduct a public exorcism that the surrounding neighbors were invited to attend, was the best way to handle the issue

Happy Easter, Marvin, Tim and Cambridge

Catching up: A quick catch-up I have made a major change in my partner. I’ve been very busy the last several weeks.

The celebration of the Vernal Equinox went off w/o a hitch with Marvin (Morning Wood) as my partner on the altar at the Celtic holy site for the ritual planting of Spring seed. After which there was the traditional burning of the robes worn by the participants and then a mid-day feast of rack of spring lamb which the castle’s kitchen, under the command of Mrs. Bridges, is famous for.

Marvin: The loose end of Miss. Nexplanon’ s pregnancy and Marven’s possible involvement has been resolved satisfactorily from his standpoint. She miscarried and the paternity test showed that Marvin was not the father. She has returned to her home in Iowa which allows him to return as my partner with no sexual baggage. While I’m pleased, that Marvin bears no responsibility even though he inseminated her regularly - it was just good fortune on his part that she experienced breakthrough ovulation while she was with another lover - I was rather hoping for a real-world demonstration of his potency in addition to the superior results of his recent fertility evaluation. He produces large quantities of well-formed and highly motile sperm so I really need to ensure my barrier is in place and the suction seal is strong when I’m mid cycle.

After being apart for a year Marvin and I appreciate one another far more than when we were together in Vegas. When we met again several weeks ago we both felt the pull of a very strong mutual attraction. Our ages are closer and our sexual interests and compatibility are perhaps better than when I am with Tim. I’m still Marvin’s Jenna and I love the role of his dead wife. Actually, I’m getting very very good at it. I ovulated last Friday and just thinking of all his little swimmers on one side of the translucent latex membrane and my fertile cervical mucus and spermicide on the other kept me highly aroused for the entire day during which he took me three times.

Cambridge: For the past several weeks, Marvin and I have been in Cambridge looking for a suitable property. Returning readers will recall that he is a Don at Uni so I am looking for a place close by where I can host parties of University colleagues for him and my circle. There is a relatively modern (19th C) manor house not too far to the east that is fairly good shape that should suit my needs and the renovations could be completed before the fall term begins. The manor house has stood vacant for years as there is said to be a ghost haunting the place that scared off the last several owners.

Tim: For readers wondering what happened to Tim my marvelously hunky SAS officer partner he is, as this is written, on maneuvers in the highlands of Scotland.  He and I have had several long talks about our future together and regardless of how amazing the sex is when we are together we had to end our relationship.

Since he is the eldest son Tim’s father has been after him to find a suitable bride and produce an heir and Tim and I have discussed his responsibility to his family. While his father and I are friends (and neighbors) I understand I’m not a society bride or one he would want to welcome into the family as Tim is much younger than me and I don’t want to be pregnant with any man’s baby as it will ruin the hard-toned body I’ve been keeping lithe for years. So, while I think Tim and I might miss our physical relationship at first, we both understand what he needs to do. With the pressure from Tim’s father this is probably as good a time to make the change as there will ever be. So, I think Tim will do what is best for his family. He just needs to get on with it. And, I have several young aristocratic ladies I’m going to put in Tim’s way and see what happens. Well, that’s how I hope things will go.

Wishing my readers and friends a very happy and blessed Easter!

Preparation for the 2017 Vernal Equinox

Miss Nexplanon teasing Morning Wood

The Photo: Pregnant, but not yet showing Miss Nexplanon teasing Marvin as she prepares to go clubbing with him. There is a black garter belt that gos with the rest of the ensemble to complete the look.  

I like wearing something like this with all the straps and fasteners at bedtime so a partner can “help” me out of it while getting us both in the mood. I have found it is an amazing tease! I’ll let him ejaculate in the reinforced toes of the stockings when I’m dressing before adding toe pads, forcing my toes into the blocks of a pair of pointes, pulling the backs up over my heels, wrapping the ribbons tightly around my ankles, tying them snugly and tucking the ends under, out of the way. I’ll do a ten-minute warmup at my bedroom barre letting him watch me doing barre splits and when I’ve finished he is marvelously hard, standing tall dripping pre-cum ready to push his way inside me after he helps me with the straps and fasteners.     

Preparation for the Vernal Equinox celebration: I had thought I would be able to have Tim as my partner on the Celtic altar at sunrise on March 20^th to celebrate the Vernal Equinox, but it wasn’t to be. I had offered to let the War College course he is taking conduct military exercises on my property and house and feed them for the week of the equinox when they are scheduled to hold field exercises. However, after the school sent out a survey party to see if the topography of the area met their training needs I was told that HM’s government was concerned about possible accident liability when holding armed forces training on private property, so they declined my offer with thanks and will train that week in the highlands of Scotland. So, I found myself temporarily w/o a partner for the sunrise celebration of the arrival of Spring.

My wards on Spring break: Returning readers will recall my wards are: Bea a 19 y/o who graduated from St Lucy’s in 2015 and entered Cambridge last fall; Willow a 21 y/o Brit-chick who danced with the Royal Ballet. She is Jack’s natural daughter by an RB ballerina. When released from the company Willow danced in my ballet Co in Vegas. She graduated from UNLV and she is in grad school at Cambridge; The Dryads, Bryony and Claire in their mid-20s and former dancers with the RB who are studying for Doctorates in Clinical Psychology at University College London.

The Cambridge five-week Spring break, between Lent and Easter terms is from Friday March 17^th to Tuesday April 25^th. The girls will be with me for at least the first two weeks and they are bringing boyfriends with them which saves me the trouble of bringing in male companions they may not like.

Marvin, “Morning Wood”, becomes available: Returning readers may recall Marvin: AKA ‘Morning Wood’ is my most recent former psychoanalyst and previous fetish lover. He helped me come to terms with my responsibilities as a Druid Priestess and handmaiden of Aphrodite. However, he is delusional in that he has a fixation that when I’m dressed in her dance or street clothes I am his dead wife Jenna (from her photos we could be identical twins) who was a dancer killed in a car crash along with their 6 mos. old baby a few months before I met him. She was a Soloist with the San Francisco Ballet before their marriage and my looks and ballet background put him almost instantly in my thrall. Fortunately, our pointe shoe sizes (4 ½ or 5 ½when menstrual) and dress size (#2) are the same. She wore a Bloch Alpha (S0104) pointe shoes, with a ¾ outer sole that allowed full display of her and now my high arches, but require very strong feet and ankles to remain centered over the blocks.

When I moved to the UK in January of 2015 Marvin came with me and worked as a psychiatrist in the Blackthorn Clinic in London. With the move, I brought along all of Jenna’s clothes and I was very careful to make sure I brought along her pairs of Bloch Alpha pointes – 24 pairs in varying states of use - that still have her scent in them which I wear during sex with him. I have also bought new pairs of the S0104 style, but use them for training and around home when he is with me and have saved wearing her shoes for when we are having sex which is when I need to be the best Jenna I can be for him. He likes taking me in missionary with my hips on a hard pillow and legs over my head. That way he can smell the scent of the sweat dampened paste in her pointe-shoes while he is thrusting into me.

In the fall of 2015 Marvin was offered a position as a Don at Cambridge. With my encouragement, he accepted and moved to Cambridge to teach at Trinity College. I could have held him in my thrall, but I let him go thinking he had helped me over some rough spots and I wanted to let him reach his potential as an academic and to let him get away from me as I reminded him continually of Jenna. He has thrived at Cambridge and I haven’t had sex with him in about a year.

At Cambridge Marvin developed an intimate a relationship with a post grad student who I’ll call “Miss Nexplanon” who recently fell preggers from their affair even though the Nexplanon (the single rod upper arm etonogestrel implant) failure rate is .05% for both perfect use and typical use because the method requires no user action after insertion. The rod was inserted correctly and it had only been implanted a bit more than a year of its three-year effective life so it was initially thought that her conceiving was just one of those one in a thousand chances. However, Marvin found out that she had not told him or her Gyn that she suffered from epileptic seizures and was on an anti-epileptic drugs (AED) which can reduce the effectiveness of the progestin released by Nexplanon.

It’s not clear if she had been asked what other meds she was on before Nexplanon was implanted. She certainly should have been and there is usually a sheet for the patient to sign so there won’t be any questions later. If the question was asked did she lie or could she have forgotten she was on an anti-seizure med?  Whatever the reason for her not telling her Gyn she was on an AED, the omission put her at much greater risk of conceiving than anyone expected. Marvin offered to marry her, but she left Uni without giving him an answer. So, until she returns or contacts him he is available for stud service and he is an amazingly talented stallion!

Morning Wood and me: Marvin says he liked watching her since she reminded him of the fun we had as she sat on the edge of their bed and Kegel his liquefied semen into a pad then insert a tampon to absorb the last bit that always seems to drain out forever before pulling on her tights. He reminded me that I on the other hand would sit on his face (which she wouldn’t do) and kegal his spunk into his mouth while he parted my labia with his tongue and he would swallow it. He loves the musky scent of my genital secretions after we have had sex so I’d let the last of his seed drain into the absorbent gusset of my tights or leggings. I have happy memories of  enjoying the gusset’s slippery feel against my labia knowing it would provide lubrication when he would push me against a wall and finger-fuck me in preparation for our next encounter.

Marvin and I have kept in contact and I knew that he was no longer in a relationship so I offered, if he was available, to share my bed with him during his Spring break and take him as my partner on the ancient Celtic altar at dawn on the Vernal Equinox. And he agreed! I do so look forward to having his semen draining out of me again! I should be CD17 – three days after I ovulate - on the equinox so I can safely take him w/o either of us using protection of any sort which means I can enjoy having his sperm in my tubes again with no consequences.

Morning Wood, 50s retro fetishwear, Solstice planning

Enjoying chill contractions after inserting two 1 inch 65° surgical steel balls

The photo: A full-body open-bottom front-close corset. It’s ideal to stiffen the interest of any lover with an encasement and fastener fetish. The 50s-inspired shapewear has never been so sexy. The Mercy corset from Agent Provocateur comes in embroidery and lace and combines irresistible retro features with modern technology which allows mine to fit perfectly.  By unfastening the top three hooks I can breast feed easily or by unfastening the bottom two the corset folds up so I can be penetrated from the rear for ballet-sex - while en pointe a la seconds bent over holding on to the barre.

Tahoe storms: This past week (Thursday and Friday) we had really severe weather in the Sierra Nevada to the west of Tahoe which resulted in winds that damaged homes around the lake. Fortunately Adolph’s property came through the storm with minimal damage.

Jenna’s fetish wardrobe: Jenna, my psychiatrist’s dead wife, was a dancer with the San Francisco Ballet and an amazingly creative fetishist before she gave birth to her son. Now he wants me to take her place in his life and for me many of the aspects of that relationship are a great deal of fun as well as incredibly kinky. I’ve added to her fetish wardrobe with the Mercy Corset pictured above I love the nude colore but got a black one as well to wear when I’m menstrual so it won’t show the stain if the blood doesn’t completelt come out. He has such fun unfastening the hooks and pealing me out of it he sometimes prematurely ejaculates which isn’t a problem as it allows him to last longer once he is inside me and thrusting.  

Menstrual with rubber and steel inserted: Today I’n CD1 and flowing lightly so to make things interesting I have a latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm as well as a pair of 1.0” diameter solid surgical steel balls inserted. Each ball weighs 2.307 oz for a total of 4.6 oz when both are inserted. I’m calling them my “McBalls”, as they are a quarter-pounder! With the diaphragm in it makes it harder to get a ball forced into the posterior fornix so deep that it gets stuck, but should that happen it can be teased out using the bowl of an ice tea spoon.

My therapist is insistent on penetrating me bareback as he wants me pregnant, which is fine with me, the bareback part I mean. I’m planning to enjoy him fully, but pregnant by him (or anyone else) is not part of my plan. However, wearing a Reflexions diaphragm or an Oves cap I have the pregnancy bit under control giving us both the thrill of live sperm coating the stretchy rubber membrane protecting my fertile cervix.  He has been well accepted in my circle of friends as delusional only where I’m concerned and they think that is rather endearing.

Kassi as a romantic competitor: I had first intended bringing Kassi into my circle to divert Marvin’s attention hoping he would prefer her to me as she looks amazingly like me and Jenna and is much younger. I was surprised to find when I though there was an excellent chance to channel Marvin’s ardor toward another woman I didn’t want to give him up to another woman and found that I’m enjoying the thrill of the chase outwitting a very smart man intent on impregnating me.

I had already begun enticing him with Kassi when he told me she doesn’t have the aura or scent to match Jenna (nor any interest in him) and when I had Kassi insert one of Jenna’s diaphragms Jenna’s Chi did nothing to increase his interest in her or her interest in him. So my fear that Kassi and I would be competing for Marvin’s affection and compound his delusion appears to have just been a case of nerves on my part.

Marvin is strong, handsome, rich, nearby and he has been an amazing help in establishing my priorities as a Priestess of Aphrodite. His semen is potent – I’ve had it checked – his sweat smells divine and he is a considerate lover who is fun to be with. I do have to be very careful not to have him catch me w/o a cervical barrier inserted, but that’s a fun part of the game. It is unlikely either a Reflexions or Oves will leak, but no method of contraception is perfect so there is always the possibility he can impregnate me and he so wants to do that! So I now look on my relationship with him as a marvelously sweet encounter as I’m able to make him very happy as he guides me in coming to terms with my responsibilities as a Priestess of the Goddess of love.

Jack’s current activities: Recently Jack, Viscount Sandbach,  who is my main Brit lover, has taken quite a fancy to a ballerina (I’ll call her Ashley) who is in her mid 20s and dancing with the Royal Ballet. I met her briefly at His Grace’s party after the Scotland independence vote this Fall and she comes from an aristocratic English family which makes her prime bridal material for him, at least as far as his father, the Duke of M**** is concerned. Willow knows her well having danced with her when she was with the RB and says this time the girl really is sweet and would make him a lovely wife from a suitably patrician family.

As Viscount Sandbach Jack has standing with the Royal College of Arms and is pursuing enquiries on my behalf about a title that seems to have become vacant from the recent death of a 103 y/o Welsh Countess. His effort in that regard is perhaps partly from his fondness for me, but I suspect should his enquiries be successful he hopes to blunt any anger I might feel if he decides to marry Ashley.

There are almost no titles above Baroness for women in their own right, only as the wives of Earls/Countess, Dukes/Duchess Marquisess/Marchioness). etc. So if it should turn out that I am a hereditary Countess then that would be extremely exciting.

Descent of claim:  The problem is that that the title would come down through my biological father who knew my mother in the UK before she immigrated to the U.S. I have always been told that my mother and her ‘Uncle’ (my biological father) weren’t married to one another and so I would not inherit any title that would flow to his legitimate heirs. However, there seems to have been a record in an obscure Welsh church of their marriage prior to her coming to America where she eventually married the man who she lived with (and who when I was growing up I considered to be my father) when she was killed in an auto accident when I was 7 y/o.. I only learned who my real father was upon his death when his entire estate was put in trust for me and I was given the interest from the holdings until I turned 35 at which time control of the entire estate was turned over to me.  So I don’t need the money (if there is any) but it would be fun to have a title and a castle.

A change in the Solstice ceremony: I’m taking Marvin along when we go to Crag Abbey and Ullapool for the Solstice and Yule.  I ned to have a therapy session with him in the temple to Aphrodite/Venus in the undercroft of Crag Abbey. In a sacred site for the Old Ways thousands of years old he should be able to help me gain far deeper insight into the powers granted to a priestess of Aphrodite.

I had been wondering how I could get him professionally involved w/o making Jack jealous and now that he is deeply involved at least for the moment with Ashley that gave me the perfect opening to add him to my support staff. I can get away with flaunting my current lover as His Grace sees Marvin as a sign I’m no longer intent on marrying Jack and Jack is happy that I have a man to slake my libido while he is fucking Ashley’s brains out.  

Both His Grace and Jack need me to preside over a proper celebration of sunrise on celestial occasions as a primary Priestess of Aphrodite so they are pleased that Jack’s and my partner’s switches have been accomplished under amicable circumstances. However, for the Solstice I’m using Marvin as far more than my boy-toy. In his capacity as a board certified psychiatrist in the UK and an expert in ancient Goddesses he is of significant use helping Chris with the selection of married couples from His Grace’s extensive population of Crofters who will be concelebrating the Solstice and participating in the ritual planting of winter seed to raise a crop of healthy offspring  in the Fall.

Actually, as this is written Chris and Marvin are both in the Highlands with His Grace’s Scottish Estates Manager  selecting couples for the Winter Solstice ceremony. Not that my wards and I won’t lead the ritual seed planting, but the intent is that heavy lifting and pregnancies will occur to the fertile Crofter’s couples being selected.   

 

 

The FC2, NuvaRing and CSH at St Lucy’s

The FC2 nitrile female condom

The Photo: An FC2 female condom made of nitrile Correct use of the FC2 is the starting point for St Lucy’s students in the contraceptives portion of my Contemporary Sexual Health course and an option in the dive-sex portion of my Advanced Sexual Techniques course.  The FC2 is a nitrile sheath or pouch 17 cm (6.7 in) in length. At each end there is a flexible ring. At the closed end of the sheath, the flexible ring is inserted into the vagina to hold the female condom in place. The other end of the sheath stays outside the vulva at the entrance to the vagina.

St Lucy’s Contemporary Sexual Health (CHS) course: All St Lucy’s students who have reached menarche are required to take CSH. Lab training begins with the FC2 female condom. First, how to insert correctly, then with condoms inserted the entire class practicing penetration with dildos in an encounter salle and then in an encounter pool and after that individually with lab partners from UNLV.

Morning Wood and hypersexuality: Returning readers will recall that Morning Wood is my psychiatrist helping me to more effectively manage my responsibilities as a Goddess of Aphrodite by channeling my hypersexuality into higher payback projects.  I don’t really care for the term Nymphomania, but I really, really like having sex with men! For more about hypersexuality Click HERE 

Readers may also remember that he is sweetly delusional about me in that if around me for more than thirty minutes he comes to believe I’m his dead wife Jenna who was a ballerina with the San Francisco Ballet killed in an auto accident with their infant son several years ago. In that delusional state he functions normally except for introducing me to friends as ‘Jenna’ and is one of the most skilled and considerate lovers I’ve ever had.  He has asked me, as Jenna, to renew their wedding vows which for me would mean I’d be marrying him and so far I’ve been successful in avoiding answering that request.

We both know that as my therapist we shouldn’t be having a sexual relationship. However, in this case the sex is so good that it’s helping both of us cope with life’s complications. Really, would I lie about something that important? Between our sexual encounters as my therapist he is trying to get me to concentrate on three areas: 1) my teaching the art of irresistible love-making at St Lucy’s, 2) my helping fit cervical barriers at a local women’s clinic and 3) celebrating the celestial events ushering in the seasons for Aphrodite all of which I see as my callings in support of the Goddess, and all in addition to my responsibilities as Artistic Director and choreographer for my ballet troupe. With some playtime left for me - in addition to mind-blowing sex with my therapist - of course.

Conservation and Jenna’s Bloch Alpha pointes: I’ve been trying to wean Marvin off Jenna’s traditionally made pointe-shoes. The ones she bought and sweated in are becoming a scarce and non renewable resource. Not because Bloch Alpha shoes aren’t available, but because new ones that I break in won’t have her scent in them.  So I have been very slowly bringing him around to accepting me in Gaynor Minden pointes with suede platforms as I  break in new pairs, getting him use to the scent of my sweat, blood and toe-cheese as it interacts with the inside lining of well used GM shoes. Hard shanked suede tipped GM pointes are so much more comfortable to wear, last so much longer and provide so much better support during ballet-sex.

Diva Cup and coitial discharge: An off list use for a menstrual cup (my circle and I prefer the Dive Cup, but any brand that fits should do) is as a collection device for coitial secretion control and reuse. In addition to it’s primary purpose of flow control a menstrual cup is particular useful while producing fertile cervical mucus (FCM) and after bareback intercourse if inserted shortly after withdrawal before the semen liquefies as the contents of the cup are kept away from air – to minimize odor - and at body temperature until they can be consumed by fetishists at some later more convenient time.

DCS at Splash: Divemasters at Splash watch the Towel Girls dive computers to ensure the girls don’t exceed table limits which would require deco stops to minimize the likelihood of getting decompression sickness, DCS. Occasionally a Towel Girl will tamper with her computer to show fewer hours or shallower encounter depths, or both, in order to get more work. That sort of tampering caught up with a 23 y/o blonde Red Door TG over the weekend when she had a seizure while at the bottom of a 25 ft deep encounter pool. Her client was finishing inside her and she was in the middle of what appeared (on the video) to be a marvelous orgasm when she grunted, shuddered and stopped breathing. Her client withdrew and made an emergency ascent for both of them, but it was too late for her. The video of her death will make a great snuff video for the European and Asian markets as blond Caucasians dying during dive-sex are in great demand especially in Asia.

Kassi wows the boot bar: Now that Kassi has officially come out on the local kink scene and is working for Adolph he took her to the Boot Bar at my casino to show off her skill in ballet-boots. She wore a custom made black latex catsuit from Labia Labs and a pair of her new lightly armored ballet-boots from Gepetto’s bootery and she loves them; the smell of fresh leather, leather oil, the creak of the leather as they flex as she walks, the perfect fit gripping her insteps in relative comfort and how long and lovely they make her legs look. She was a gorgeous latex clad Boot-Princess gliding across the floor on Adolph’s arm and quite a hit with the men who had come to worship at the feet of ballet-boots shod women. Morning Wood and I accompanied them just to give Kassi confidence and I was delighted to see how beautifully Adolph – a major player on the kink scene - showed her off since to him she is not only an “exquisite fuck” (his words) but a valuable business asset to use wisely.

During our time there three Boot-Knights asked permission to physically adore her boots and when Adolph granted it knelt before her and ejaculated into her spider filament laces. She left the club very pleased with herself at having that effect on men whose fresh semen added its scent to the bouquet from her boots as it splattered and ran into the tongues and laces. She told me later that when they got back to Adolph’s home he was very attentive to her needs in bed.

NuvaRing for swim team: St. Lucy’s swim team switched to the vaginal ring as the team’s preferred form of contraception. I have the ballet students on the frameless copper bead GyneFix IUD. However, several of the swim team members suffer from painful menstrual periods (dysmenorrhea) so Depo-subQ Provera 104 (the shot), Nexplanon and IUDs weren’t a good choice because of the possibility of weight gain, the implant can be seen while swimming and IUDs were too invasive.

NuvaRing can be a good choice for women with a pronounced post-pubic vault so the ring rests against the back of the pubic bone. It is a non-biodegradable, flexible, transparent, colorless to almost colorless, combination contraceptive vaginal ring, with an outer diameter of 54 mm and contains 11.7 mg etonogestrel and 2.7 mg ethinyl estradiol. When placed in the vagina, each ring releases on average 0.120 mg/day of etonogestrel and 0.015 mg/day of ethinyl estradiol over a three-week period of use after which it is removed for one week. Then a new ring is inserted. And, the ring can be worn under a diaphragm if the woman needs flood protection for dive-sex. 

When worn w/o a diaphragm it can be hooked and pulled out by a partner’s penis so a wearer should insert a finger immediately before and after each act to ensure the ring is in place. It can be temporarily removed for intervals of less than three hours w/o decreasing the effectiveness of a wearer’s protection. And, if it is inadvertently removed or expelled it can be rinsed in cool water and reinserted.

Ballet BDSM

Red Gaynors with a Reflexions and its introducer

The Photo: A pair of my red Gaynor Minden pointes a color I wear when I’m menstrual or am in a very dominant mood along with one of my latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragms partially folded and tucked into a block and a diaphragm introducer. The introducer was used to help users to more easily insert flat spring diaphragms, but since demand for diaphragms has declined it is no longer made. Folded as it is readers unfamiliar with wearing a flat spring diaphragm can see how the dome folds into ridges. The three valleys between the ridges and the rim are filled with spermicide.

Ballet BDSM: Marvin loves being submissive to me in my role as his dead wife Jenna. Returning readers will recall that he suffers from a localized form of Delusional Disorder “with bizarre content” the bizarre content being the impossibility of my being Jenna, which only occurs when I’m near him for more than fifteen or twenty minutes. One of their games during which she became pregnant was a form of Ballet BDSM. Of course Ballet BDSM comes in all forms limited only by the imaginations of the couples playing. In the case of Jenna and Marvin it was fairly vanilla involving only tying Marvin’s wrists and ankles to the bedposts with the ribbons (hers and my ribbons measure19 or 20 inches each in length and are machine sewn to each quarter section) from two pairs of her Bloch SO104 pointes and gagging him with another. Then she slipped one of her micromesh a thong moist with her vaginal secretions over his nose and the waistband behind his head to hold it in place so her scent filled his lungs as he gasped for air while she mounted him; sitting astride his erection and sucking all the cream out of his éclair with her well toned pelvic muscles.

With our play we continue to follow what they were doing during the encounter from which Jenna conceived. Marvin hasn’t said anything about it but I know he would love getting me pregnant. He especially loves the fact that it occurred while Jenna was being dominant and he couldn’t do anything but be a sperm donor as she had her way with him and he is obsessed with trying to have that happen again. At my age having a single act of unprotected sex while fertile I have a 30% chance of becoming preggers, which is why I’m careful to wear the latex Reflexions FS to reduce the likelihood of that happening to an acceptable level.

Ballet intensive, unintended consequences: St Lucy’s was not the only school in town to hold a ballet summer intensive, but we may have been the safest from the standpoint of unintended consequences suffered by the students. The students attending the other BSI had all come to our clinic for evaluation prior to taking the course as it was supposed to push the envelope as far as the student’s endurance. They were all very fit and on hormonal contraceptives. I was surprised who they had as their male pointe teacher. I’ve known Cedric, who dances with the Royal Ballet, since he taught at St Lucy’s several summers ago and thought these students weren’t sexually sophisticated enough to be in one of his classes. However, all I could do was to caution the girls that he was very potent and disliked condoms so they should take care to use their hormonal method according to the instructions that came with it. I also offered to fit them with diaphragms, which their insurance through student health would have paid for, but none accepted my offer.

Most of that school’s BSI students attended it because they would be starting or returning to UNLV in a few weeks and wanted to get settled or back into the life of the city. They had also heard what a stud-muffin Cedric is and so wanted to experience for themselves being in the presence of a ballet sex-god. I understand all too well the strong sexual attraction some men have and Cedric has it in spades. Even I go rubber legged when first around him after being away from him for a while. So I knew all his students would be aroused and vulnerable to his slightest suggestion during class and found myself wishing I could be with them inhaling the testosterone laced pheromones in the scent wafting from his sweat during toe class.

The pace of the SI was said to be so intense that Cedric suggested his students take a nutritional supplement to boost their metabolism to give them more energy. What they weren’t told was that increasing their metabolism would flush hormonal contraceptives out of their bodies so quickly that the amount left borders on ineffectively therapeutic and they should use a barrier as a back-up method until they stop taking it. So at the end of that three week SI two girls, a first year and a returning second year UNLV student, were pregnant by him. This sort of thing happens with him everywhere he teaches as he has an amazing body, great personality and is an amazing chick-magnet. The first year student freaked out as she is from a very strict Christian family and rushed home intending to keep the baby. The family probably won’t sue because they couldn’t stand the publicity. The second year had been around enough to know that a vacuum aspiration was quick almost risk free and was covered by her insurance and it was done at my clinic while I held her hand.

Sex with a Ballet-God: I had sex with Cedric the day before he returned to the UK. We spent the afternoon at the barre and in bed as a going away present (for us both) since he will be rejoining the Royal Ballet as a soloist after their summer hiatus and undoubtedly spend the fall and winter fucking his way through all the new girls in the corps. His body is every bit as beautiful and his technique as gentle and skilled as I remembered it from several years ago. Since I was CD9 and fertile I was careful to wear a latex Reflections flat spring which is nearly impossible to under-thrust as he is mischievous and would like nothing better than to bypass my protection and leave his seed in my tubes to fertilize my egg when I ovulated. It’s too early for me to test to see if he succeeded in impregnating me, but I have no reason to think he was successful as there was no semen just fertile cervical mucus (semen liquefies thirty minutes after ejaculation) in the dome when I removed the diaphragm for cleaning ten hours later.

Priestess therapy: Returning readers will recall Marvin is my psychotherapist and fetish lover, among other things. In his professional capacity he is helping me adapt to and properly assume my responsibilities as a Demi-Goddess, a Priestess of the Goddess Aphrodite/Venus. He is trying to get me to focus on the things around me the Goddess wants me to influence (for example, my students and friends sex lives) and not on generalities like hunger and World Peace which are taking the time and resources of so many others far more skilled in those areas than I. 

In our private lives together (and unbeknownst to him) Marvin is teaching me to mind meld men to cause them willingly to meet my needs by placing them in my thrall. Not that women don’t do that already, to an extent, but male management at the Demi-Goddess level takes a bit of getting used to since it should be done seemingly without effort. My role as Jenna (his dead wife) in our relationship is one such test that the Goddess set for me, a learning experience so I can see how far my power extends before I damage an otherwise perfectly good man. And of course all without calling attention to myself by doing something a beautiful, athletic and sexually active dancer couldn’t possibly accomplish by herself.

 

Mind-fucking Marvin

A pair of Jenna’s Bloch Alpha pointes which fit me perfectly when I’m fertile

The Photo: A pair of Jenna’s Bloch’s Alpha, style SO104, pointes. It’s one of Marvin’s fave pics of Janna’s toe-shoes so returning readers are likely to see it again from time to time. Wearing her pointe shoes when we are together and especially during sex is instrumental in allowing me to bend my psychotherapist to my will by reinforcing his delusion that I am the embodiment of his dead wife. As I work through her pairs of Alphas I’m slowly adding new pairs as at some point hers will be wearing out though I take good care of them and reharden the blocks and am gentle with the shanks. The Chi from all the sex she had with Marvin and other men while wearing them is available to me while I’m wearing them.  

Therapy with Aphrodite and Morning wood: Marvin, my current lover and psychotherapist, is helping me better understand and adapt to my role as a priestess of the late Neolithic (4,000 BCE or perhaps earlier) Greek Goddess Aphrodite and how she and therefore I came to be celebrating cosmological events in a miserably cold wet mountaintop temple in Scotland. As my therapist he is stressing my limitations, or rather what limitations I should impose, on the powers given me so as not to warp the time space continuum any more than it already was when the powers of a Priestess of Aphrodite were given to me in the temple of Venus in the undercroft of Crag Abbey.

I have been cautioned to use my powers only to enhance sexuality and intimate relations between the sexes within my sphere and not for profit or personal advancement which could have unintended consequences. There are so many things I would like to do; end hunger and bring about world peace, but the Goddess and Marvin have both cautioned me against such overreaching. 

The story of Aphrodite, later known as Venus by the Romans, was first set down by the Greek poets Homer and Hesiod. Homer, the author of the Iliad and the Odyssey, is revered as the greatest of the Greek epic poets and is thought to have been Born around 8th - 9th century B.C. Hesiod is generally thought by scholars to have been active some time later between 750 and 650 BC. The two accounts of Aphrodite’s birth are very different.

In Homer’s telling Aphrodite was the daughter of Zeus and Dione and the wife of Hephaestus to whom she was not a faithful wife representing sexual passion rather than the bond of marriage. Hesiod based his story of her birth on the supposed derivation of her name from ‘aphros’ (foam) by which she emerged fully formed from the sea at Paphos in Cyprus or on Cythera. For when Cronos had cut off the genitals of his father Uranus, he threw them into the sea; foam gathered around them and they were transformed into a woman. I like to think Hesiod was correct because Aphrodite the goddess of passion seems more likely to derive her raging libido from the genetic material from which she was created. Having a raging libido myself I think Hesiod’s version is a wonderful story!

Fetish sex with my therapist: This past week I was fertile and very needy for male intimate attention. I know it’s a conflict of interest for Marvin to be having sex with a patient, but he has such an amazing way about him and can convincingly explain how being physically intimate with me will help us both to resolve my insecurities. I know he just wants to spend himself in a deep, hot, wet and extremely tight vagina, but to him I’m not just any tight deep vagina.  I am physically identical to his dead wife Jenna, so I let him think I’m fooled by his reasoning, but it’s really his delusion that I’m Jenna when I’m with him that makes him easy to manipulate. He’s considerate and gives me my pleasure first and I love draining his thick cream after we’re finished. For free therapy sessions and marvelous sex with a great looking and considerate man how can a girl go wrong? And so I give him the fetish sex he craves taking me in as many positions as he wants while I’m wearing a pair of Jenna’s Bloch Alpha pointe shoes.

Sex in Bloch Alphas: Marvin is particularly fond of ballet-sex which as returning readers will recall is the woman being entered from behind while sur les pointes a la seconds bent over holding on to a barre, table or chair, and in Marvin’s case with me wearing a pair of his dead wife’s SO104s. He likes me to wear a pair of Alphas that I’ve just taken class and sweated in so the paste in the blocks is melted and fragrant and the leather and satin are moist so the shoes give off a bouquet of scents that he identifies with Jenna. In order to take full advantage of the scent of sweaty pointes while I’m wearing them he takes me on my back with my legs folded at the hips so I’m in a hairpin with my feet and sweaty shoes on either side of my head while he mounts me in missionary.

That way he can keep his weight on his elbows while gripping the blocks of my pointes with his hands holding my feet pointes and me in place beneath him as he rams his glans into my anterior fornix stretching the latex membrane of my Reflexions so it simultaneously pushes up on my uterus while squeezing his glans in the tightly stretched rubber he forces into my anterior fornix with every powerful thrust. That’s a duality we both dearly love!

Ben Wa balls and condoms: Jenna didn’t like giving him head and while I’m more amenable to doing it I’d much rather him fill my vagina with semen than me swallowing it. I think I can do so much more for a man with his penis in my vagina rather than my mouth. And I do have a much tighter vaginal grip than Jenna which I discovered when Marvin and I first became intimate.

He wanted to wear a condom so he would be sure not to get me pregnant even though I was wearing an Oves cap or a diaphragm. I rarely have sex with men wearing condoms as I require partners to have negative full STI panels and the men leave contraception to me. What we found with Marvin in a condom is that though he stayed wonderfully hard the condoms almost always come off inside me which he said never happened when Jenna was dancing and wanted to be certain she didn’t get pregnant during the SF Ballet’s season.

The condoms we use – we don’t use them any more for contraception, just for rubberiest play, but more about that later – are usually Japanese super sheer latex of the correct size and rolled on correctly, but even when relaxed my grip is so tight that his pre-cum is squeezed out of the reservoir tip and down around his glans and shaft so after a few minutes he slides right out leaving the condom inside me and a textured condom comes off even faster! Using an intimate silicone lube and latex diaphragm and condom reduces the likelihood of latex grab between the condom and diaphragm and prevents micro-tears in my vaginal walls from friction, but adds no additional time before he slips out. In thinking about it I’ve decided that the condoms coming off is an unanticipated side effect of strengthening my vaginal grip by training with Ben Wa balls because until I started my Ben Wa training regimen several years ago the only time a man slipped out of a condom while with me was when he went flaccid.  

Jenna is back, as a Domme

Do these boots make me look fat?

The photo: Fishnets, corset and locked boots (so he can’t get them off me) I’ve decided to show Marvin, my $650 an hour psychiatrist, an entirely new side of his dead wife. I’m introducing him to Jenna as a Domme.

Jenna: Returning readers will remember Marvin (Morning Wood) when delusional, thinks I am Jenna and he becomes delusional only in that way when I’m near him for more than fifteen minutes at a time. Otherwise he seems to functions rationally. He says I could be her identical twin as I have the same small lithe hard body, color eyes, green, and hair, red. Same smile, same scent, and same profession, ballet dancer. And the same taste in designer clothes, perfumes and shoes. From the photos I’ve seen of her in his office and home, he’s right. I appear to look exactly like her, at least while clothed. The delusion is a coping mechanism from the trauma of his wife and baby being killed in an auto accident a bit more than a year ago and I’m happy to give him comfort both psychologically and physically. He is marvelous in bed, awesomely hung and knows what to do to please me with every centimeter of it.

In addition to the amazing sex he is helping me come to terms with my responsibilities as a Priestess of the Goddess Aphrodite/Venus. It doesn’t seem to have occurred to him that when alive Jenna wasn’t a Priestess of Aphrodite, but I have no interest in pointing out the inconsistencies in his delusion since even with all the strange bits  it suits us both extremely well. As I mentioned, he is amazingly good in bed and I get my counseling sessions free and he knows not to be controlling with me or I’ll cut him off.

Arrival home: We arrived back at McCarran International late Friday afternoon and while we all had a wonderful time and got to meet a lot of new men it was so good to be home and sleep in our own beds and not be awakened with an erect penis poking us in the back or the slippery tip being pushed between our cheeks. We have a lot going on in the next few weeks with the students for the two week Summer Ballet Intensive at St Lucy’s coming in this week and after the SBI we will all be going to Lake Tahoe for two weeks to stay at Adolph’s and dive the lake. My wards, Bea, Willow, Odette, Odile and I all began to bleed this past Friday right on schedule as I was CD1 and all my girls are in menstrual synchrony with me and when menstrual enjoy secondary peaks in our libidos. Even though their contraceptive method, the GyneFix copper IUD, is extremely effective and my use of cervical barriers has never failed me in the more than fifteen years I’ve been using them no method is 100% effective so there is always a chance, especially since we are all so sexually active with unprotected extremely fertile men, that there could be a contraception failure.

The girls after taking full STI panels and pregnancy tests to prove they are safe to work as trainers with unprotected candidates are back on the schedule as training partners for the men in our escort candidate training class. In the weeks we have been gone a good many new men have become trainees so it’s not as though the girls aren’t continuing to meet hew well hung and very fertile men. The scent of their testosterone laced sweat is marvelously erotic and especially so for the next few days since we are menstrual. 

Trust but verify: Since Marvin and I had been away from each other since mid May, about seven weeks, we both had full panel STI tests done so we could exchange them at our first meeting after I returned home. And I peed on a stick for him to show him I wasn’t preggers. Neither of us had any expectation that the other would be celibate while we were apart, but I hadn’t left Marvin w/o some of Jenna’s/my secretions and scents to remember me by. In preparation for being away I had worn Jenna’s thongs when I was fertile and menstrual and not been as careful to avoid staining them with my menstrual blood, fertile cervical mucus (FCM) and some of the coital discharge from our couplings and even urinated a tiny bit in the cotton lining of a few. Eighteen highly scented pairs of Jenna’s panties to give him something to smell and suck on if he began to feel really depressed.

Reliving sexual tension: He was so glad to see me! I can’t imagine what it must feel like to have an erection that large pressing on the front of his trousers as he met me at the door of his condo.  I had worn my ballet-boots – the lightly armored black leather calf length ones from Gepetto’s with the unitized titanium toe boxes and shanks, interchangeable-replaceable heels with spider filament laces and lace splitter heels. They were fragrant with Obenauf's Leather Oil Preservative and I intended to Dominate him from the start as he was so needy he wouldn’t complain that much or if I did it properly, not at all. He seems to have developed a fondness for the scent of Obenauf's Leather Oil so now when he smells it he is conditioned to get an erection.  How is that for training a submissive!

I didn’t want him finishing inside me less then three minutes after I helped him insert himself so I took the bull by the horn, in a manner of speaking. I had him clear off the top of his desk and then kneel on it so I could give him head while I was standing in my boots in front of him and he could see my reflection in the plate glass window of his office that I use as a mirror to do barre sometimes during our sessions. I’ve blown him several times now while he’s on his knees on his desk, and he watches to see if my ankles wobble when I’m on my toes concentrating on sucking seed.

He is uncut and I love tonguing his frenulum forcing his glans tight against the roof of my mouth to squeeze it while I rock back and forth to move him in and out. For fellatio I often wear a hood to prevent my partner from tangling his fingers in my hair. That’s especially important as men typically tend to grab my head and force themselves deeper down my throat when about to cum. Wearing a hood I can slip my hands under his arms and break his grip so I can lean back a bit to breathe and swallow while still manipulating his glans with my tongue. Otherwise with his fingers entwined in my hair I can’t get out of his grip to breathe and could end up with semen in my lungs and aspiration pneumonia.

This time I sucked him off twice which I thought should make his release in my vagina a bit less urgent and result in him having more lasting power. I swallowed his loads; I almost always do if I’m giving oral to a friend. Guys seem to be more appreciative if a girl swallows his semen and if he has no STI then the contents of his ejaculate could be thought of as a nutritional supplement with trace nutrients and protein. Sometimes if a man has been eating spicy foods or asparagus his spend tastes a bit off to awful, but I tell myself its good for me and swallow. It worked just as I planned and he lasted a good (actually an amazing) twenty minutes before finishing inside me with blood running down my thighs as he caused me to gush and overflow my Milex Omniflex diaphragm. He took me from behind while I bent over the barre against the plate glass window giving me a series of vaginal orgasms that had my toes curling in my boots and gasping, moaning and mewing. Fortunately the building he is in is very well built so the walls are soundproof something that a lover of his abilities needs in a nest for assignations with sex partners.

 

Seminar side effects, Emma is pregnant

‘Ankle bondage’ foreplay, teasing Morning Wood

The Photo: Teasing Marvin before an early morning encounter after dressing in Jenna’s tights and my Gaynor Minden pointes. He loves watching me bind my feet into my shoes with the ribbons. He calls it ‘ankle bondage’. When I sleep over I dress in Jenna’s convertible foot tights over a thong back leo for class. Jenna danced for the San Francisco Ballet and the women of SFB dress conservatively for class with full bottom leos over tights rather than the Vegas way with thong-back leos under tights for bathroom breaks and quick access for assignations.

As Jenna I’m slowly accustoming him to my way of dressing and since it’s ‘Jenna’ who is making the changes as long as they are slow and he can think of them as sensual he’s quite willing to go along with what she wants or likes. Today I’m CD20 and luteal with a latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm inserted for contraception and flood insurance since I demonstrated Dive-sex for my Advanced Sexual Techniques class at St Lucy’s earlier in the day.

Pregnancy tests: Since my girls Bea, Willow, Odette and Odile and I all got our periods there was almost no chance that any of us could have become preggers from our multiple encounters with unprotected men during the cervical barrier seminar we participated in at Crag Abbey over the UNLV Spring Break. Never-the-less the protocol is to test each week and we have all repeatedly tested negative for hCG since then.   

However, Emma, the young wife of a Gyn participating in the seminar, who also participated in the round-robin sexual encounters, emailed me that she tested positive. She hasn’t told her husband yet and it may be his as she was fertile like the rest of us, but was unprotected except by the diaphragm or FemCap and spermicide she wore. And, in the evenings she had unprotected sex with her husband so the child is probably his. Not that the Reflexions and FemCap she used during sex with other seminar participants couldn’t have leaked, but both the FemCap and Reflexions fit her very well and developed strong suction in their domes so it is unlikely.

She said DH had wanted a baby and so they had been TTC for some time so the excitement of the seminar and different partners was probably the stimulation they needed. But to me she didn’t sound all that pleased so I wouldn’t be surprised if she miscarried as so often happens during the first trimester. She didn’t seem the maternal sort and seemed to crave the excitement of sex with different men. She actually glowed after her sexual encounters with the other Gyns in the seminar. I understand the thrill she felt as I’m that way myself.

Morning Wood:  On mornings when I have slept over I Kegel out any of Marvin’s remaining spend from the previous evening and empty and wash the Reflexions and reinsert it with DiveGel+ spermicide in the dome. I dress in Jenna’s things as that turns him on and saves me time not having to change clothes again before work.  Sometimes I’ll put on one of her full bottom leos over tights knowing that he loves stripping it off me. Then he takes me on my back with my tights down around my ankles bent in a hairpin with my feet on either side of my head so he can smell my shoes while he’s thrusting deep into my anterior fornix taking me high and hard. He gives me my pleasure first then spews in me and after he withdraws he licks my waxed vulva clean before I insert a sports plug to block any coital discharge I haven’t Kegeled into his mouth while I suck our secretions off his erection then get quickly to the bidet to Kegel out the rest of his semen before it liquefies. I clean up, reinsert the sports plug, put on my face, grab my dance bag and kiss him goodbye and Jenna leaves for work taking the town car the casino sends to pick me up.  It’s a marvelous way to start a day! After class I change clothes carefully setting Jenna’s things aside so I can return them to Marvin for him to wash as he did when she was alive.

Topical testosterone dangers:  Among the escort candidates our medical staff has begun allowing the use of topical Testosterone products like Axiron and AndroGel, but primarily Axiron. This has complicated their training to an extent as their female trainers have to know who is using topical-T and be sure to avoid the areas (shoulders and under arms) on the men where topical-T has been applied.  Actually what we do is get printouts of the men on topical-T  and have the guy shower where we can watch and make sure he washes the area where he applied the testosterone product.  But some guys on Axiron do raise wood quicker and for longer too, than some of the other trainees. They aren’t necessarily better with their technique but they are really hard!

Topical-T is also becoming a problem in mini-clubs at Naughty Pleasures where men can at times go shirtless like the Boot-Bar and Toe-tape.  So now the bouncers route men to a health-care worker while the women have their bags scanned to swab the men’s shoulders and under-arms and test for topical-T at the door. If a male guest has it on his skin he has to wear a shirt and a different colored bracelet. Side effects for women who are exposed to topical-T are: Increased clitoris growth, breast growth, increased acne and facial hair growth among other things. It’s something that we really don’t want nubile teen girls and up-market escorts exposed to.

The chatelaine: Anya is here for a while so she is staying at my place and watches over my girls when I’m sleeping over with Morning Wood. She isn’t really a chaperone other than checking the STI certificates of their sex partners to ensure that they are clean and are members of our current class of escort trainees and that everyone eats properly and gets to school on time. With the girls working as assistant training staff for the male escort candidates they usually come home to sleep unaccompanied as the trainees give them a very good time for the three hours they were being taken high and hard. The release of multiple orgasms is so relaxing that the girls have no trouble going immediately to sleep after evening sessions.

If the girls sessions with their escort trainee partners have been scheduled for the afternoons then after showering and supper Anya has been taking them out clubbing accompanying them to Toe-tape the new pointe shoe mini-club within Naughty Pleasures to broaden their experience with screened ordinary men known to have pointe shoe fetishes. It gives my girls a chance for comparison and to appreciate how lucky they are to be routinely having sex with well hung expert swordsmen after a few encounters with ordinary males… if a man with a raging pointe show fetish can be considered ordinary. Some of the men who frequent Toe-tape are quite proficient with their equipment and all of them shoot live loads and are taken unprotected so it’s not as though there isn’t a hint of danger for the girls since no method of contraception is 100% effective.

In my absence Anya is also chatelaine, and keeper of the keys to the contraceptives and antibiotics cabinet at my place where we also have Viagra, Cialis and doses of EC, Plan B One-Step, ella and the abortion drug Mifeprex if needed. Since my girls all have copper bead GyneFix IUDs implanted there is very little chance that any of them will become preggers, but some of their school friends spending the weekend have tested positive or had a condom slip off or burst and had to use hormones to take care of the problem.

 

Reality chick

A pair of Jenna’s old Bloch Alpha shoes damp from ballet-sex

The Photo: A pair of Brad’s dead wife Jenna’s pointes I wear during his continuing sexual fantasy where he is convinced he’s having sex with his wife. He is delusional, believing that by me wearing her pointe shoes I become Jenna in the flesh and must wear one of her 70mm Milex Omniflex silicone diaphragms, which is two sizes too small for me, to protect her cervix.

An Alpha male: In the real world when Jenna died with their infant son in an auto accident eighteen months ago she was newly pregnant. Brad doesn’t know as the body was too badly burned for an autopsy and I haven’t told him as I think it would add to his grief. I only learned of her pregnancy from her Chi in her shoes from which I can tell a great deal about the former owner.

Brad is insistent that since I look enough like her - I could be Jenna’s identical twin - I wear her Bloch Alpha pointes as she was a ballet dancer and he thinks me wearing them helps in the transubstantiation process. He is at least partially correct because I use the traces of her Chi to help me be more authentic in my role as Jenna. When I’m dressed in her things we do look amazingly similar and with her scent and her mannerisms from videos I am a very convincing Jenna and Brad doesn’t need convincing. I think of myself as an actress in a role, a ‘Reality Chick’, helping a grieving husband find release to ease him through an emotional tragedy.  

He has this fascination with ballet-sex with me in her Alpha pointes, partially I think because he got so little of it. Perhaps that was because Alpha pointes are an advanced dancers shoe and almost impossible to relax in when en pointe so being taken on her toes in them was probably not fun for her. While I’m new to the Alpha shoe I think I’m adjusting well to ballet-sex in it. It’s not nearly as comfy and supportive as hard shanked Gaynor Minden shoes, but in Alpha’s favor is that the 4 ½ xxx is such a good fit that my toes go numb when I’m en pointe so with toe pads thrust-drop hasn’t been the problem I thought it might be though my platforms are lifted several inches off the floor during the last few thrusts before he comes. The Alpha style also appeals to the masochist in me not to mention the narcissist as they make my feet and legs look beautiful. Too, there is risk involved as they can be a dangerous shoe for high arched dancers to wear and that danger appeals to my sense of adventure.

After being taken several times while sur les pointes a la seconde while bent over holding on to the barre I Kegel his load into a puffs tissue and he carries me to bed. I sit on the bed and take off my sweat soaked Alphas and put them in a Ziploc bag so they retain the moisture and scent then give them to him to smell and fondle the next day. Then he sucks and tongues the toe-cheese from between my toes and I snuggle into his arms. It’s almost as if he’s been drugged how quickly he falls into a deep sleep. When he’s asleep I get up, shower and leave for the evening. When we meet the next day I spray the pair I gave Brad to fondle with a good anti-fungal spray and put them on the rack with the other shoes to dry.

Alphas in clubs: For a woman who can pull it off clubbing in Alpha pointes has advantages. Wearing Alphas in a fetish club establishes ones bona fides as an accomplished fetishist if you can walk around easily and confidently en pointe in them and stay on your toes the full time you are standing. Clean satin heels after a nights clubbing is a major indicator of the strength of the woman’s feet if she is in Alpha pointes.  Mincing around in them establishes the wearer as a pretender so almost no one tries as the discomfort is too great for experienced dancers and amateurs are rightly concerned about injury.  In vanilla clubs wearing pointes at all is extremely rare and then only by a professional dancer with strong feet. When Brad takes me dancing at a vanilla club when we take to the floor everyone else stops and watches us. I tease him that we should charge for entertaining. Satin trimmed off the platforms and darned platform edges ensure good traction on the slipperiest floors.

Toe-chicks: While I’m on the subject of Alphas for ballet-sex my wards in their after school jobs as assistant trainers working with male escort candidates are known as the toe-chicks because they are the only trainers who wear pointe shoes. Other trainers wear five inch stripper heels for ballet-sex which is a good approximation, but not the real thing because the pelvic muscles only develop maximum grip when the entire foot and leg is extended so they don’t give a male candidate the full-ballet-sex experience. As a consequence my girls are in demand as trainers.

I’ve mentioned before putting both Bea and Willow in Bloch Alphas. Willow can wear them marvelously well, but isn’t as fascinated with them as Bea and still performs in bespoke Freed Classics. Bea doesn’t want to take her Alpha pointes off and now takes class in them as well as wearing them when she is helping train escorts! Her combination of exuberance, energy and love of a challenge have her far more comfortable in Alphas than Willow and she is a favorite with the escort candidates she works with. The swan twins aren’t ready for Alphas and probably never will be. They are still in Freeds for ballet class and hard shanked Gaynors when working with their assigned escort trainees. They love the sex, but aren’t interested in the work required to be able to wear Alphas confidently and not hurt themselves.

Brad and Reflexions: I’m trying to move Brad away from Jenna’s 70mm Omniflex diaphragms because he is damaging his frenulum by under-thrusting them in missionary.  In my persona as Jenna I’m substituting a correctly fitting (for me) 80mm latex reflections while pointing out how much softer, stretcher and more natural the dome feels since it transfers body heat so much better than the silicone of an Omniflex. So far he does like the feeling, but I think his acceptance had a lot to do with the fact that ‘Jenna’ suggested it. I’m relieved I got him to accept Jenna wearing an 80mm Reflexions because I’ll need it for effective flood insurance when I teach him about dive-sex. My period will be starting tomorrow, Saturday. I have a Reflexions inserted now as I’m already spotting and I can’t wear Oves for flood protection while I’m menstrual.

Winter still: We had a taste of early Spring here this past Wednesday 4/2 when the temps were in the mid 60s and there was snow again in the Spring Mts. So it was still good weather to wear latex catsuits to the clubs and private parties. Not so next week as the forecast is for the high 70s and low 80s, really sticky latex catsuit weather.