Homeward bound, catsuit cautions

Transparent .3mm latex catsuit relief zipper detail

The photo: Girl-girl sex in .3mm transparent chlorinated latex catsuits during our flight on the way back to the U.S. While they look awesome on any woman with a descent figure there can be drawbacks to wearing latex especially if you are breastfeeding like I am or you don’t like the scent of estrogenic sweat, vaginal secretions and latex.  

Homeward bound: There were light rain showers when we took off from Inverness on Tuesday. The arctic air mass was still over the east coast of the U.S. but Dulles (IAD) was clear and we landed to deliver some priority government documents and top off our tanks before continuing on a bit further north as the jet stream was still way to the south and staying north of it cut our head winds considerably. There were significant commercial airline delays due to the bitter cold covering most of the U.S. but private flights were operating w/o delays. On the 7^th the afternoon temperature in Vegas was 58°so fortunately the arctic high has missed us at home. The entire flight was uneventful except for what went on in the cabin.

Sexual health: Before we went to Scotland for three weeks to celebrate the Winter Solstice, Christmas and Twelfth Night I took my wards; Bea, Willow and Odette and Odile as well as myself to our Gyn (Chris) to make certain we were all in the best possible sexual health given that we are normally so sexually active. Too, in the Highlands of Scotland while Chris and his Gyn supplies would be with us it would be very disrupting to have to take a patient to a major hospital.

So we all had full pelvic exams and STI panels and everything was fine! Everyone including me has had all their Gardasil shots and vaccinated against Pneumonia, Shingles and our annual flu shots. The girls had the placement of their GyneFix copper IUDs checked with ultrasounds and our cervices checked for dysplasia. The PAP test was particularly important to me because if my cervix wasn’t healthy I would have to stop wearing an Oves cap which screws down tight on it, and that would be traumatic for me as I’m psychologically attuned with having something tight sucking on my cervix protecting my uterus.

Too, knowing we were all sexually healthy and have had all our shots gave us confidence that with STI screened men (which they were) we should be safe from infections with the use of DiveGel+ for vaginal pH balancing to allow having frequent sex with about sixteen new men in that three week interval.  I was particularly pleased with the results of my pelvic as Chris took new measurements of my vaginal grip with the Peritron 9300 perineometer as well as checking the health and thickness of the rugae making up my vaginal lining.  Since I’ll be 43 next month I’m very sensitive to any signs of sexually aging like changes in duration of my cycle or menstrual flow or thinning of vaginal rugae or inability to lubricate naturally. I’m pleased that Chris said I have the vaginal lining of a nineteen year old and that when fully aroused my vagina is deeper by five mm than when we last measured it. That’s a bit of a problem since when not aroused I still take an 80mm traditional diaphragm which means that, especially when I’m entered from behind when aroused while wearing a 80mm Reflexions a partner is more likely to hit the rim, but since I only wear it when menstrual or as back-up flood insurance (over an Oves) while diving I should be ok.

Latex catsuit sex: Wearing a latex catsuit for a prolonged length of time like continuously for 24 hours takes some planning if the wearer is to be sexually active and have a healthy vagina. A sweaty vulva encased in a tight nonporous material like latex can quickly develop a bacterial overgrowth resulting in a yeast infection, YI. Here again DiveGel+ in 10ml prefilled disposable applicators, with its acidic pH is used as a vaginal pH balancer and is spread over the latex wearer’s labia and entrance to her urethra as well to minimize the likelihood of bladder infections. Also, being taken from behind where a partner isn’t continuously pressing on the urethral entrance reduces the likelihood of developing honeymoon cystitis.

Since I’m lactating and breast feeding my wards and male sexual partners when I can I have to be careful about leaking nipples (I wear Lilly Padz when not breast feeding) or spilled breast milk in a latex suit which if not quickly cleaned up can cause the suit to smell of rancid milk, a really stomach turning scent and even chlorinated latex can pick up that odor quickly, but that’s my problem as there are very few lactating women who enjoy being clad and having sex in latex as the compression of lactating breasts under tight latex can be painful.

Of course vaginal discharge and having a new catsuit with the relief zipper stained – even though it has a zipper tongue to prevent direct zipper track contact with the wearer’s labia - with discharge and smelling like a diaphragm that has been left inserted too long can be a turn off for a latex newbie too. But that rubbery stench is an acquired taste and a huge turn-on in rubberiest circles where experienced men prize the scent of rubber marinated in decaying vaginal discharge. The zipper stains can be removed with lemon juice, but latex catsuits are high maintenance clothing which is one of a thousand reasons why I’m glad to have Beth taking proper care of my costumes.

Latex encounters: I had been craving wearing a latex catsuit even before we went to Scotland and I’d packed my new .3mm transparent chlorinated latex twin zipper one from Labia Labs. There is a breast feeding zip that opens for breast access and the double pull one for back entry and relief access.  Willow was fitted at the same time with just the twin pull back entry/relief zip, and packed hers also so we buddied up on the way home for sweaty girl-girl latex sheathed sex with plugs, Hitachi wands and Pyrex dildos. When Willow wasn’t breast feeding we both wore M10 gasmasks to muffle our moans, mewing and screams as we took one another to orgasm multiple times before snuggling into each others arms and fell into sound post orgasmic sleep. Willow smelled wonderfully of latex, rubber polish, and estrogenic sweat, her last male lover’s residual semen still draining out and with my vaginal secretions including some of Jack’s liquefies semen on her fingers. It was a marvelous three hours and I’m so pleased she’s really into sex with me!

 

Ben Wa balls and super tight pussy

A Peritron 9300 perineometer for measuring vaginal grip strength

The photo: A Peritron 9300 set for measuring pelvic floor muscle tone. Shown with both Vaginal (large) and anal (small) probes and the port for using an air inflated vaginal probe for precise measurements. My clinic uses air measurements for all vaginal training measurements. Each woman has her own probe provided during her first Peritron session which is sterilized and reused for all subsequent sessions.   

Vaginal training: My girls want to be ready to impress their male friends for Christmas with a significant tightening of their vaginal grips, especially the younger girls or those who have just been with us a short time. Since Halloween my girls and I have been training with one inch solid surgical steel balls, photo below. Each ball weighs 2.307 oz) for a total of 4.614 oz of steel, more than a quarter of a pound, so I call them my ‘McBalls’. The goal is to be able to hold a développé for at least 15 seconds en pointe with a set of McBalls inserted w/o dropping one or both. Women w/o pronounced post-pubic vaults don’t stand a chance of retaining 4 oz of steel during a cough, sneeze or développé. Fortunately my wards all have lovely deep post-pubic vaults, as most women do, so it’s just muscle strengthening that’s needed. And we want to be at our best during our Christmas Visit to a military hospital before we go to the UK for the winter solstice.

The Peritron 9300: So we are having our trainers check our grips with a Peritron 9300 every other day as a sort of competition. I’m wearing McBalls for all training classes as well as I like to show my students I can do anything I ask them to do. Already my wards have been given the sobriquet ‘STP girls’ (Super Tight Pussy) because their continual training with solid steel balls has resulted in such tight vaginal grips. I’ve been known (behind my back) as ‘AG’, for awesome grip, for years and I rather like the recognition, so I’m hoping to have my wards follow in my footsteps in that regard.

One inch solid surgical steel Ben Wa ball set, the ‘McBalls’ I wrote about above

 

Willow’s partner: Willow has been chosen to be Mitch’s primary training partner and he was her date for Thanksgiving. Mitch is an amazing escort, but he is seen by stable management as risky because a good many of his clients have gotten pregnant. Not that it was his fault. The clients were all paying for clean, virile, mind blowing, unprotected, penile vaginal intercourse and that’s what he provides, in spades. He gets all sorts of raves from women whose brains he’s fucked out. When it’s over they lay there gasping, quivering and pleading for more. Then weeks later s few of them complain because they are preggers, and paternity tests (it almost always goes that far) prove he is the father.

 

The women who can afford a four or eight hour encounter with Mitch are all wives of wealthy men or executives in the business world who are here to relax or attend a business meeting and want mind blowing sex to put them to sleep for the night. They either don’t want children or the pregnancy comes at an awkward time, like when the husband has been away for four months or is a quadriplegic.  So far all have wanted terminations and we paid for them. We recover the cost by selling the videos from the cuddle-cams in Europe and Asia with the women’s faces changed a bit (not pixilated) so they aren’t recognizable.

 

Almost all of Mitch’s pregnant clients were on LARC (Long Acting Reversible Contraceptive) hormonal methods which are subject to being made less effective by some drugs (antibiotics and anti-seizure meds) and dietary supplements, St John’s wort, or weight loss pills that speed up the metabolism. We try to screen for ineffective progestin levels if a woman is using a hormonal implant, IUD and of course pills, but that is only so good and none of his pregnant clients tested low before he serviced them. The clients have come from all over the U.S. and Europe and there doesn’t seem to be any connection between them so we don’t suspect collusion. It’s extremely strange and has gone way past being coincidental.

 

Mitch came through our school and was elevated to Pirate’s stable of elite males mid last year and has been one of his most profitable escorts, but Pirate wants to find out what’s happening before rumors start that his male stable isn’t safe regardless of how much fun they are in bed. So he has asked me to assign Willow, who has a standard (6 button) GyneFix copper IUD and is as fearless as a 19 y/o beauty with an obsession for virile men can be, to him as his primary training partner as a sort of ‘canary in the mine’. To prove (or not) that clients with copper IUDs are no more likely than the statistical average (less than 1% per 100 women per year) of becoming preggers while continually being inseminated by Mitch.  It’s irrational, because they all have GyneFix IUDs implanted, but the rest of the training assistants are relieved that Willow got assigned to Mitch and not one of them. Even so, I’m having Willow test for hCG twice a week for the next few months, just in case Mitch gets lucky with her too.

 

Willow Has amazing energy and a high metabolic rate so while her meals are large and healthy she burns the calories off quickly. Even though she was banished from London one of the most sophisticated cities in the world she thinks she is the luckiest girl in the world since when she isn’t in class, rehearsing or performing in my troupe she is taking pelvic training with Mitch for whom she is developing feelings. I’m trying to get her to keep it professional between them, but with a 19 y/o who is sexually precocious she is going to make her share of mistakes.

 

Banished: She did tell me the reason she was banished from the Corps of the RB and sent into exile in the colonies. It seems a very high ranking male member of the RB lusted after her and while she spurned his advances he persisted to the point that management had to get her away from him. So now she is in my charge…  Since both her parents are hypersexual, which accounts for her raging libido, I’m amazed that she was able to spurn his advances, but that was probably because his previous obsession had been her mother, and now that Willow is no longer there Ondine is back in his bed. Go figure!   

 

Location Z weather on December 6 & 7, 2013: Jack was in the hunting lodge well above and away from the village of Ullapool on Loch Broom when the tidal surge was supposed to occur. Fortunately there was almost no damage from the surge though there was minor wind damage. He had been working to prepare Loc Z for our celebration and offerings to the Gods on the winter solstice. He said the lodge was on the emergency generator as commercial power is out from the hurricane force winds that hit the eastern coast of Scotland on Thursday night 12/5/13.

 

The Met forecast for Ullapool, the nearest forecast location to Loc Z, called for freezing temps at night with light rain or snow freezing on the ground. However, at higher elevations where the temple is located it would be well below freezing so it will probably be all snow. I’m really hoping for better weather on the solstice since lying nude on a stone altar in the snow, while working under a lusty man and deer skin robes really isn’t all that warm. Although during sex we both work up a good sweat. In bad weather being a Druid Goddess isn’t all that pleasant.  The Gorse brandy does help with the cold though.