Rubberiest play with Morning Wood

Mind the gap! Relief zipper detail on a lactation training catsuit

The photo: A latex catsuit similar to the ones we use for training escorts to get used to the restrictive grip and heat while working (or playing depending on your point of view) in latex.  Jenna wore an identical front zipper suit when breast feeding her son and Marvin wants me to continue to breast feed him while wearing hers which like all her other clothes fits me perfectly.

I didn’t realize until several weeks ago when I was able to explore Jenna’s wardrobe in detail that she had a rubberiest side, something that Marvin didn’t mention until I found the latch to the hidden door to her rubber closet. I had suspected as much as I was able to smell the latex and latex polish, but only recently found the button for electric lock behind a book on the top shelf of a built-in bookcase on the same wall. And what a lovely collection of up-market pieces she had put together! He said he would have told me eventually and didn’t want me to think less of her for loving sex in latex. Why would I feel that way when I love sex while wearing latex? Marvin still has a lot to learn about me. The lavender (her favorite color) latex suit I now wear with Gepettos ballet boots or Jenna’s Bloch Alphas is the one in which she had the encounter from which she conceived.

Rubber clubbing with Marvin: When Marvin takes me to local fetish clubs we both wear catsuits, full face hoods and special ordered black nitrile exam gloves to hide our identities. Neither of us wants to be known to the public as kinky since he is a well known psychotherapist and I among other things teach in a girl’s school. So we use assumed names and credit cards with only number identity requiring retinal image verification. It’s not quite as much fun clubbing incased in latex in the summer in the desert though heavily chilled porticos help and one absolutely has to keep well hydrated.

The clubs smell of latex, latex polish, leather (ballet and platform boots) and sweat and sometimes pelvic secretions if ones sense of smell is keen enough. There are some things to watch out for if one is encased in latex and an important one is grease of any sort which can harden and destroy even the best chlorinated latex as well as latex cervical barriers if a partner inserts greasy fingers to caress your G-spot and gets chicken fat on your latex diaphragm. To protect customers latex wear from greasy bar foods boxes of Nitrile exam gloves are on every table and the bar in the best clubs so a girl doesn’t have her suit and/or her cervical protection ruined by a groping male with greasy fingers.

Ballet boot insemination: I love testing Marvin’s submissiveness. When we are in our favorite rubber club I will lay my riding crop on our table where other clubbers can see it as a sign that I’m accepting complements from admiring males. Once my crop is on display men come to our table to pay homage to my corseted latex sheathed body. When clubbing Marvin and I work out in advance how much interaction and of what sort I intend to have with other club members and I let him bask in the attention I get from other men, but I never allow penetration when I’m with Marvin. I think he ‘allows’ other men to interact with me as it feeds his ego as much or perhaps more than mine knowing he has taken me clubbing to show me off and he has access to my body which other men covet.

The guys who come to pay their respects usually ask for something basic like to kneel and ejaculate in the laces of my ballet boots - the lightly armored ones with the lace splitter heels and the spider filament laces - from my custom boot maker Gepetto. It’s amazing how men will humble themselves to kneel and ejaculate in the laces of a of a latex-fetish girl’s ballet boots. During that sort of encounter they seem unaware of other club members watching them spew seed into my laces while Marvin looks pleased with himself  knowing he will be deep inside me to splatter his semen against the stretchy translucent latex membrane of my diaphragm in a few hours time.

Latex and hydration: When I go clubbing in latex I always use a good silicone under-lube not only to ease getting in to the catsuit, but to lube the areas that would otherwise get chaffed; neck, breasts, armpits, elbows, wrists, groin, knees and ankles as sweat will wash away water based lubes. And because I sweat so much in latex unless I’m kept cool it drains out of the sleeves at my wrists and legs at the ankles which wet the inside of my ballet boots or pointe shoes. And since I’m lactating as well that adds to my tendency toward rapid dehydration so I am continuously drinking fluids, usually fruit juices or sports drinks to replenish my electrolytes and prevent leg cramps, which can be severe when you dehydrate while wearing ballet boots, especially if I have sex while encased in latex.

Pelvic grooming: Close pelvic grooming is vital for both men and women when wearing or playing with a woman wearing a catsuit with a relief zipper as getting pubic hair caught in the zipper can be painful, which is one reason why my wards and I all have totally waxed pubes and in my opinion men should wax their pubes too as getting beard burn on your mons pubis from a poorly groomed partner’s pubic or facial hair stubble is a huge turn-off. Buying a high quality chlorinated latex suit with a good jam-proof silicone tooth sipper is worth the extra money. If the zipper jams and can’t be closed girls can wrap a pareo around their hips and get away with it, but a guy just looks silly trying to cover his exposed package.

Ladies rooms: Ladies rooms in good rubber cubs will have mild scent-free soaps, tampons and breast and menstrual pads available as well as laces for ballet boots and sewing kits in case a ribbon comes loose from someone’s pointe-shoe.  It should also have an attendant with latex polish to wipe you down just before you go back into the public area to get admirer’s fingerprints off the latex covering your buttocks, breasts and groin.

Latex fetish - swallowing used condoms: Marvin surprised me recently by starting to ask to take me while wearing a micro-sheer latex condom during ballet sex, knowing that I will pull it off him or he would slip out of it - depending on your perspective. [My ability to pull condoms off my partners is a side effect of strength training with Ben Wa balls. For more about that see the section Ben Wa balls and condoms in my post for July 13, 2014.]

I asked why he wanted to stuff a condom up inside me and he said he wanted me to leave it marinating in my acidic vaginal secretions for 24 hours so that it would develop a very strong rubbery/fishy scent. Then he wanted to pull it out and swallow it. I said I could give him head not swallow then spit his load back into his mouth, but he wanted the rubbery taste and scent and said the transparent latex membrane would be quickly dissolved by his stomach acids.  I said he might choke, but he said he and Jenna had done it from time to time when it had come off inside her when he went limp after orgasm and he knew how to swallow the whole thing safely as long as we were using the Japanese super-sheers. Kissing him afterward I can taste the rubbery/fishy taste of my secretions.

Ballet Summer Intensive ending: Another successful BSI at St Lucy’s is over. Everyone wore their diving diaphragms to protect their upper reproductive tracts during dive-sex and none of the students have tested positive for hCG which would indicate any became preggers while here. The students have all made new friends and met a lot of very influential European men.

We did have two 19 y/o Towel Girls from Adolph’s intimate swim club, Splash, conceive, apparently from inattention to detail  – on antibiotics and not using a diaphragm or FemCap as back-up –  ahead of encounters during Adolph’s 4^th of July party when they were serving as hostesses.  Vacuum aspirations were quickly performed and they are now back at work serving dive-sex clients at Splash, but wearing FemCaps - with the removal straps trimmed off - while they continue to recover.    

Boot worship

Alexandra Potter in Kassiopeya ballet boots

The Photo: The incomparable Alexandria Potter’s legs in Kassiopeya PVC ankle boots showing tight lacing and the toe boxes just beginning to dent and collapse. Not even Alexandra Potter can avoid the toe-boxes of her boots collapsing after a while if she wears Kassiopeya boots. Of course AP can afford new boots and write off the cost as a business expense. Similar boots are currently on offer from Kassiopeya 44 on eBay for $90 USD.

The Swan Twins and the Gemini: I’ve concluded that Odette and Odile aren’t going to be as obsessed with pointe shoes as I’d once hoped. Having seen that they really aren’t interested in making the effort to become proficient seductress in pointes like Willow or a younger version, Bea I’m glad they are at least interested in being the best they can be in ballet-boots and are becoming regulars at the Boot Bar escorted by Castor and Pollux. Returning readers will remember that the Castor and Pollux are the sons of a rival casino owner and when they first met the Swan Twins it was lust at first sight.

Although the Swan Twins are eighteen and technically adults (the ID they use for clubbing says they are twenty-one) as Odette and Odile’s guardian I spoke to the Gemini’s father to make sure everyone understood that there wasn’t to be any attempt by the brothers to force themselves on the girls. Romance or seduction is fine, but consenting relationships is the name of the game.  And a condition of the relationships is that the Gemini must take and pass full panel STI tests each week just like the Swan Twins. Public ejaculation into the spider filament laces of the twins boots while the men are on their knees creates a great deal of excitement with the other women in the club as it emboldens the other male guests by showing that it’s safe to demonstrate lust and submission by inseminating a girlfriend’s boot laces w/o worrying about being made fun of for it.

Toe-tape action at Naughty Pleasures: Bea while walking confidently and performing brilliantly in ballet-boots is obsessed with being the best she can be in pointe-shoes which, as returning readers know or from wearing them yourselves, is a far more difficult shoe to wear confidently and expertly for long intervals on ones toes. The great thing about Bea is that she not only has the talent, but the interest and drive so is willing to put in the training time to be successful.

Bea, Willow, Anya and I have been frequenting Naughty Pleasures pointe-shoe mini-club, Toe-tape, as often as we can, It’s primarily to present Bea to the pointe-shoe fetish community in a relatively safe environment and having Willow and Anya with us helps to draw men to our table where we are all paid court to with suitors on their knees to request a dance. The more aggressive ones ask permission to stain our shoes and ribbons with their semen. As I’ve mentioned in writing about Toe-tape (the club) before all the guests have been screened for STIs and are negative so there is no danger of someone coating our shoes with infected seed and it slows the depositor down if he then seeks and is granted permission to be intimate with one of us. 

Adolph’s boot party: Adolph is hosting a group of European ballet boot fetishists along with their courtesans for a tour of the fetish clubs in town and in LA. I’ve been preparing Bea and Willow for some time to meet them. Increasing the weight of Ben Wa sets and practicing walking running and dancing in BBs as well as teaching Bea and Willow some basic boot fighting techniques as some European courtesans are known to be very aggressive with women they suspect of being a threat to their relationship with a client. The Swan Twins while they say they are into ballet boots and can walk adequately in them are more into posing and receiving boot worship than actually performing and since Adolph said the accompanying women are experts in performing on their toes in ballet boots only Bea, Willow, Anya and I attended the welcoming party knowing we would be passed around. We brought four of Pirates best male escorts for the courtesan’s pleasure. For this sort of party Adolph usually has a small lottery where his women are ‘won” by the European male guests for ballet-sex. Our clinic already had a current negative full STI panel for each of Adolph’s guests both male and female so there shouldn’t be any problem there. Of the German men we were paired with for sex none are older than their mid 40s, are very well endowed, have very high sperm counts and expect to penetrate a female partner while unprotected so it was pleasure as usual as that is typically the circumstances under which we train. The women were allowed to use whatever effective method of contraception we choose or none at all.

Cycling, synchrony and cervical barriers: The guests arrived on Sunday May 4^th when I was CD 2 and flowing lightly. I’m pleased to say that all my wards and Anya were also menstrual as they are in synchrony with my cycle. I was surprised that Anya is too, but she synched up again in just two cycles. I think Adolph timed his friends visit to coincide with our menses as he asked where I was in my cycle when making the arrangements and said that the men all enjoy menstrual sex. Because I have a very stable 28 day cycle all my wards and Anya do too, as long as they remain synched with me. For surface sex they can go w/o cervical barriers and I can go w/o a cervical barrier (which readers remember I use as my primary method of contraception) through CD7 when I will have stopped bleeding and become fertile about CD8. Of course if there is any dive-sex we all wear latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragms for flood insurance as they are almost impossible to under-thrust.

Of course we all wore latex catsuits and Gepetto’s lightly armored boots with spider filament laces and lace splitter heels. Returning readers will recall that spider filament laces are almost impossible to break or cut and lace splitter heels have the inside heel edge honed to a very sharp edge to easily cut an adversary’s laces  when forced into them if it comes to a fight. New for us, rather than our regular black oiled leather we wore them in pink (Bea and Willow) and white (Anya and I) PVC to fit in with the European women guests vinyl boots. Our vinyl’s have waterproof tongues so semen, blood or urine splattered in the laces won’t leak inside and semen and blood easily wipe off vinyl. Adolph said the European women would be wearing black or gray vinyl Kassiopeya ballet boots and they are. Readers will be familiar with Kassiopeya as the maker of the boots Alexandra Potter is often photographed wearing.

The sleep-over: We slept over at Adolph’s place the first night with our assigned partners and they all had marvelous stamina. Bea, Willow Anya and I are all dominant to at least some degree and our partners, while at the top of their fields in business are sexually submissive so we assertively controlled the frequency of intercourse and gave them sex at least four times that night. It was fun to watch my guy in his mid thirties trying to keep it up for the fifth time and I ended up ripple gripping him to a massive orgasm after which he passed out. I think Bea, Willow Anya and I were a success with our German partners as I overheard them talking before breakfast about establishing a training regimen for their female partners to tighten their grips.

The plan was for Adolph to take the eight Germans and Abigail (Abi) the manager of his underwater sex club, Splash, as his arm candy to LA to do the club scent there for several days.   They flew over in Limnaea II are staying at the Beverley Hills Hotel and hired a stretch limo for around town. Fortunately they flew as there is a major problem on the 15 when a fire during construction of an overpass earlier this week just East of Cajon Pass caused the bridge to collapse which has closed the interstate for the last several days.

Mother’s day on Virgin Gorda: I’ve managed to get Willow, Odette and Odile’s end of year exams pulled up so (it’s amazing what a big donor to the school can get done when she tries) they will finish this Friday and we will leave for my place on Virgin Gorda to celebrate Mothers day with The Duchess and her children, Jack and Fiona and Fiona’s daughter Cyndi all of whom will be coming to stay with the Duchess. I’m hosting a Mother’s Day party for the Duchess and Fiona this Sunday to celebrate. As usual His Grace has generously loaned us the use of his sailboat the Wanton Lass IV for the duration of our stay.

 

'Semen Saturday' at the Boot Bar

Ballet-boots are such amazing bondage footwear.

Ballet boots, Submissive or Domme footwear: Are ballet boots Sub or Domme? As anyone who trolls the internet knows almost all photos of people wearing BBs are of women and many of those are of us in bondage situations. And not surprisingly in my view as man are far more visual, aggressive, and misogynistic than most women would like to believe. There are a few of us who can be Dominant and perform adequately and some few of us superbly in ballet boots, but in the general population not many and those have had a lot of ballet training. So on balance in the fetish world that I inhabit ballet boots are primarily submissive footwear.

An Easter special at the Boot Bar: To celebrate the resilience of the female reproductive tract we are featuring ‘Semen Saturday’ at our mini-club Boot Bar to take advantage of the male interest in dominating females in ballet boots. 

Returning readers will remember that The Boot Bar is located in my Casino’s fetish club, Naughty Pleasures and we’ll be trialing Semen Saturday to bring in the type men who enjoy penetrative sex with women who are wearing ballet boots. We expect it to be an icebreaker featuring one of the Boot Barn female staff in a latex catsuit, corset, full hood, gloves and Vinyl ballet boots who will take one (or perhaps several) men while in missionary with her legs spread and knees flexed as other men stand around her while she is being taken high and hard masturbating to spew semen into the laces of her boots.  The boot girl staff member is wearing vinyl boots and spider filament laces so the male customer’s ejaculate can be easily wiped off later or dried with a hair dryer and the flakes brushed out of the laces.

The male guests will put part of their entrance ticket stub into a glass bowl if they want to have a chance to be the penetrator or an ejaculator. The entertainer with whom he will have sex will draw the winning number. Then there will be at least twelve men chosen – by drawing additional ticket stubs from the bowl - to ejaculate on the performer’s boots; two groups of three men to a side so if they can focus and jerk-off successfully by the end of her performance she should have twelve men’s sperm splattered on her boots and in her laces and one man’s load as deep inside her as he can place it.

The staff boot girl will perform on her back and take her partner unprotected (unless he wants to wear a condom) and have her laces soaked in semen, perhaps two or three times a night, depending on the crowd. The success of two small trials suggests that women guests are fascinated to see how the performer handles her situation and the men in the audience are fascinated by the female entertainer getting laid and by the women watching them masturbate. It certainly brings out the male exhibitionists and the women guests get to see the men’s equipment so they can let the one(s) she likes know later that she is interested. The performance is shown on three very large flat panel screens hung on a wall directly behind the performing couple from three different angles videoed in HD.

Guests are protected by the usual STI and credit card screening for both men and women guests. Women in ballet boots are admitted free while there is a cover charge for men and on Semen Saturday the charge will increase since there will be X-rated live entertainment.

Anya and my Wards: Anya is accompanying my girls; Bea, Willow, Odette and Odile to the opening night of Semen Saturday, which is tonight, and I will be the boot girl taking the lucky man’s shaft.- as they have never seen me perform, not that anyone will be able to recognize me encased in latex and boots.  If everything goes well I may take another one or two men depending on how well attended the club is. With any luck Number one will be thick and long as I’m CD8 and fertile so my cervix is high, soft and open. I’m wearing my latex Reflexions so I can stimulate him if he can reach my anterior fornix or ripple grip him if he has performance anxiety. My Director may give the lucky man a performance enhancer if he isn’t on meds that it would interfere with and he seems nervous which can limit the man’s anxiety. Wish me luck!

 

 

Handmaiden of Venus/Aphrodite

The Birth of Venus, by Sandro Botticelli c. 1485–1486. 

The Painting: A depiction of Hesiod’s version of the birth of Aphrodite “based on the derivation of her name from aphros ‘foam’, by which she emerged fully grown from the sea at Paphos in Cyprus or on Cythera. For when Cronos had cut off the genitals of her father Uranus, he flung them into the sea; the foam gathered around them and they were transformed into a woman.” From: Who’s Who in Classical Mythology. Oxford University Press 1993, p36.

The elusive Roman presence: A dear friend and frequent reader has proposed that a Roman commander was responsible for the creation of the temple beneath the undercroft of the chapel at Crag Abbey. Certainly Romans of some sort were responsible as they are Roman Goddesses. Perhaps I do have a Roman military commander to thank for the temple to Venus and the other goddesses surviving after the roman invasion. Although, as I’ve written elsewhere modern scholarship has the limits of the Roman Empire in the British Isles being well south of Loch Ness. 

Or, perhaps it was retired Legionnaires who married into the community and then moved north who claimed the spring for their own and built the temple over it in this easily defensible location. Be that as it may the leader who had the temple constructed has not introduced him to me nor have I felt his presence when in the temple or elsewhere in the abbey. But I will be on the lookout for signs of his presence.

A handmaiden of Venus: In the temple and elsewhere I see myself primarily as a handmaiden of the Roman goddess Venus (who to the Greeks was Aphrodite) the Goddess of love and giver of beauty and sexual attraction. Of course I can’t make every woman beautiful, but I can work with individuals to make the best use of their physical and mental gifts to be as attractive as possible to men. And I see this role as fully compatible with being a Druid Priestess in the service of the Earth Mother where my job is to encourage men to plant their seed and multiply

As for the other temple deities, I don’t relate strongly with the other three Goddess depicted in the mosaic, but do take strength from some of their attributes. My not being virgin nor chaste nor wanting children hasn’t seemed to have affected my relationship with the others. Perhaps they can see my usefulness to the time in which I live and the lifestyle I lead.

• I’m not close to Diana/Artemis because of her association with virginity, except for her protection of children and wild things.
• I’m not close to Minerva/Athena goddess of the household and craftsmen and in the case of her Greek forebear, War.
• I’m not close to Juno/Hera Goddess of Childbirth, marriage and woman’s life and a strong believer in chastity.

Seduction in gasmasks: The girls and I got some of our toys out of the boxes we had sent ahead. The thing I like about girls in gasmasks is that sometimes they can hide our identities especially if the men who are seducing us aren’t very familiar with our bodies. Bea, Tanaquil and I are very close to the same size, weight, body shape and have very similar voices. Willow and the Swan twins are quite similar in physical and vocal patterns and tone so with our rabbit fur hoods hiding our hair, M10 gasmasks hiding our faces and no tats or birthmarks to help tell us apart we can cloud if not hide our identities.  For the Swan twins and I gasmasks have additional desirable attributes in that even with the cheek filters removed they are hot to wear and have a heavy musky, rubbery scent in addition to making it a bit more difficult to breathe during orgasm when trying to scream and gasp for breath at the same time. I love times like that being filled with semen while struggling to breathe with rubber protecting my identity while the silicone rubber Oves or diaphragm protects my cervix while a lover does his biological best to seduce and impregnate an attractive woman whose identity he doesn’t know.

Ballet boots at Crag Abbey: It must be the masochist in me that I’ve decided to wear ballet boots for a few hours each day to give myself a bit of BDSM that I’ve begun to miss and to keep my calves in shape for ballet heels. With the rough wooden and uneven stone floors and staircases I’m wearing heel guard to prevent getting a heel stuck in a floor board or turned on an uneven stone.  The good news is the stone staircases are marvelous exercise running up and down them in ballet heels. The laces have to be extra tight and I’m wearing a pair of thick woolen socks to get my insteps wedged properly into the boots for running, such as it is. Actually, running isn’t my problem as much as trying to stop w/o falling.

Of course if pursued in ballet-boots I can’t run as fast as when in pointes, but still I’m surprisingly fast. I have to remember not to fight using my heels because if I drop the heel guards I can ruin attackers’ legs with a single slash and with a dancer that would be a great shame as there are too few men in ballet as it is.

Shopping in Inverness: Some of the other girls and I went shopping in Inverness since we were beginning to get cabin fever regardless of how amazing the sex or opulent our surroundings at the Abbey. After a Christmas of lingerie, perfume and sex toys I was in the mood for something outrageous.  While the other girls went looking for handmade woolens; sweaters, scarves and gloves I went off on my own.

Jack suggested I look in on a tiny jewelry shop in the High street. The owner is an elderly jewelry maker and uses some of the Scottish gold from the mine on one of His Grace’s estates. He knew immediately I was from the house-party at the Abbey and even who I was, but then I’m the only redhead in the group. Gossip is as fast in the Highlands as anywhere else in the world.

When I asked to see his pieces made Scottish Gold the owner said he had been expecting me since the Autumnal equinox which gave me a chill. None of the Scottish gold pieces were on display. He said they were for special clients. He went in to the back and came back with a small velvet box. The item of Scottish gold I bought was a high relief depiction in exquisite detail of Aphrodite rising from the sea and it weighs about 1/2oz of 18 ct. gold. It came with a matching 18 inch chain of the same gold. It looks magnificent around my neck and I decided to wear it out of the shop. After I’d paid for the pendent he wrapped the box for me and as I turned to leave he put his hand on my arm and stopped me. He called me priestess Jillian and said the Earth Mother wanted me to have a pendent sufficiently large for all to see during my ceremonial activities and had blessed him with the task of providing such a ceremonial pendent He had Made what she wanted me to have years ago and had been waiting for me to come to him because the Earth Mother told him I would.

He locked the door to the shop and took me in the back room where he opened the large safe and withdrew a large flat ebony box. He opened it and there was a much larger pendent depicting a scene identical to the one I’d just bought, the birth of Aphrodite. The larger one weighs a bit more than 2 oz. and is also of 18ct gold with a massive chain rather like medieval chains of office. The old man said the Goddess wants me to wear the larger pendent on ceremonial occasions such as the celebration of astronomical events in my capacity as a priestess.  There is no clasp. It fits over the head. When he put it over my head the wide chain links on my shoulders support the weight of the massive pendent on my chest and I could feel it pulsing as though it was alive. I was in tears as we both briefly admired my reflection in a mirror then he helped me take it off and place it carefully back in its box.

 

When I asked how much it cost he said it had been paid for. I was speechless and pondered how the Goddess works in strange ways as he wrapped the ebony box and its treasure. I thanked him with a kiss and went off to find my friends. The smaller pendent I’ll wear daily as a talisman of my dedication to Venus/Aphrodite while the larger I will keep safe and wear only for celebrations when I’m the Goddesses representative in appropriate ceremonies.

The taste of fresh pussy

The Emmanuelle ankle boot by Punitive Shoes in red patent leather

An economic alternative: Newbies to ballet boots wanting boots that will withstand some walking and training in w/o the heels breaking off or the toe boxes collapsing have an alternative to Pleaser or Devious. Punitive Shoes ballet boots are hand made in Italy using high quality and well worked leather. They cost about a third more at €219 (approx. $296 USD at time of writing) but are as comfortable as this style boot can be so are worthwhile as starter boots.  You can see the difference in the recently modified Punitive heel which isn’t as slim as Pleaser or Devious, but is more stable and is the proper length for walking and standing that won’t tip the wearer forward like Chinese made boots will.

Now that the heel has been modified St Lucy’s is recommending Punitive Emmanuelle ankle boots in matte black calf as an economical standard training boot for a new ballet-sex elective course for students wanting to experience the thrill of being penetrated en pointe, but who have insufficient ballet training to wear pointes for the course or those who are not going to need courtesan/mistress training (a priceless competitive advantage in the business world) as a lifestyle or career choice.  In addition to matte black Punitive ballet boots come in black, white and red patent colors suitable for clubbing or partying where the wearer wants to flaunt her boots while displaying her legs.  Punitive boots other lengths are: Justine, thigh length boots for €352 (about $477 USD); and Gwendoline, knee length boots €288 (about $390 USD). However, as I mentioned matte black kid leather is mandatory for training and work requiring fetish footwear as it’s easier to clean and hides semen and menstrual blood stains more easily.

Courtesan training: Pointe qualified student’s purchase their ballet boots from our English boot maker, unless they can afford boots from Gepetto which allows them to flaunt their pointe training and wealth since their full courtesan course doesn’t use boots in training. It concentrates on building confidence and stamina in hard shanked Gaynor Minden pointes for true ballet-sex which is defined as the woman being taken while she is balanced on the platforms of her pointe shoes.

Of course the two groups are in different classes, beginner and advanced, and there is tension between the two as one is envious and claims taking courtesan training is just to be an up-market sex worker while the other thinks the Punitive wearers aren’t sophisticated enough to understand and appreciate the skill and stamina required to control a man while having real ballet-sex in pointe shoes and the rush it gives a woman to ripple grip a man to orgasm against his will.

The taste of fresh pussy: While Willow waited for her Ballet boots from Gepetto’s cobbler shop, which were on rush (she received them the week before Thanksgiving) I taught her how to change the taste of her vaginal secretions. With a GyneFix implanted she doesn’t need a diaphragm for contraception, but she will need one for when she is having menstrual sex where the escort trainee is learning to drink her flow. Or where she is having deep water (below 30 feet) sex and needs a Reflexions flat spring for flood insurance to prevent having water forced into her uterus during her partner’s thrusting when her vagina floods, which is common during dive-sex. Or if she wears a breeder diaphragm for rape role-play as she did on Thanksgiving when she was to have sex with Jack and after dressing decided to let her body double take her place.

By wearing a Reflexions (latex) diaphragm and a home-made spermicide (three drops of fresh lemon juice to each tsp. (5ml) of pure aloe vera gelly) and use that in the dome and as a lube her partner can get the taste of rubber and lemon mixed with the musk of her natural secretions and the coppery taste of blood when she’s menstrual, and his semen when he eats her after filling her with seed. She is such fun and enjoys sitting on her partner’s face and Kegeling most of her discharge into his mouth while he's pleasuring her clit with his tongue.

Willow and Gaynor Minden pointes: Our GM rep was by soon after Willow arrived and she was fitted for hard shanked GMs three sizes larger than her Freed Classics and one size larger than her U.S. street shoes. She bought a dozen pairs and was fortunate that the rep had several prs in her size in her trailer so she didn’t have to use old Classics while she waited for them to be shipped as this time of year with all the ballet companies putting on performances for Christmas the factory is backlogged and there is a wait of 4 to 6 weeks.. She wears them during her training assistant rotation with several escort candidates who are new to ballet-sex and was overjoyed to find that the hard shanks let her put a lot of her weight on her heels while keeping her centered over her blocks which let her enjoy her lover’s thrusting into her G-spot so she could orgasm much quicker and with less stress on her toes. Given how much business we do with GM they were able to find some additional capacity in their production center and Willow’s complete order arrived two days ago.

A prominent mons pubis: Willow’s mons pubis is rather prominent which makes her look amazing in a bikini or tight shorts. She shows almost no camel toe so even the tightest clothing is comfortable, but in missionary it prevents her from being fully penetrated unless her hips are on a high hard pillow so her partner can under thrust her pelvic symphysis, a position that allows a partner better access to her G-spot as well. Willow’s first night as a training assistant in rotation went well even though the three men she had took her repeatedly and without letup. She was pleased with how much the pre-arched hard shanks in her new Gaynors helped her relax and enjoy more of the experience rather than having to concentrate on staying over the blocks of her Classics. Not surprisingly, afterward even though she used plenty of lube she was sore. As much as she loves sex with men she was ready for 800 mg of ibuprofen a long hot soak in a bath and bed.    

Boot school thefts: The remaining school that teaches ballet-sex with the women wearing ballet boots (other than St Lucy’s and my training classes for escort candidates) the one that had the antibiotic and two antiseizure meds failure pregnancies from what they called a ‘rogue instructor’ has been the victim of a recent break-in where the intruders stole three pairs of new style Punitive boots in the larger sizes and broke the heels off all the U.S. women sizes 6 to 9, European 36 to 40. It appears to be an employee or someone who stole a key and is familiar with the building as the lock wasn’t tampered with and the alarm was disabled. Since this school has mob connections someone may be in trouble if they are found wearing stolen boots.

Boot Fondle fetishists

An escort Training Assistant booting up for work

Ballet, ballet-boots and antibiotics: Fluorquinolone antibiotics such as Ciprofloxacin can cause tears in tendons. For dancers the Achilles tendon is the most likely to be affected so our sports medicine doctor has forbidden their use for my dancers and for women taking our ballet and ballet boot training.

Achilles tendons and negative heeled shoes: I’ve written before about the possible shortening of Achilles tendons from being in high heels, on pointe or in ballet boots for long intervals w/o exercising to stretch these tendons. But since I’m writing about ballet boots I’m going to  mention it again. For my circle who are on pointe for long intervals and ballet boot trainees it’s important when out of pointes and BBs that we all wear negative heel shoes to stretch our Achilles tendons as well doing stretching exercises.

Fondle fetishists: The swan twins are being stalked by two guys in their mid twenties. I first noticed it at Gepettos when Odette and Odile were being fitted for their ballet boots. The men were there with two women of about their age who were considering being fitted and they tried on several pairs of sample boots before deciding they were too expensive., The guys with them seemed to be concentrating on the twins not the girls they came with which aroused my curiosity. Then we saw the girls again in Naughty’s Boot Bar when the twins were having their boot cherries harvested. This time they were wearing lovely $800 British ballet boots and again the men were paying far more attention to Odette and Odile than to their dates much to their date’s disgust. The twins say they have seen the guys in the cafeteria on campus at UNLV, but they don’t seem to be students and they show up regularly at Yardley’s ballet boot classes which the stalkers girlfriends take. 

The twins took the guys pic with their iPhones while seeming to be taking selfies and we had our security identify them. They are the twin sons of a rival casino owner. They graduated from an Ivy-League school this past summer and work for their father in his Casino-Resort here on the Strip. At that point I decided to have a closer look at them and so I became a ‘boot-mom’ as a spectator at several of Yardley’s ballet boot stamina class, held in an encounter salle where visitors are behind a mirror so they won’t distract the students. There the guys seem to be deeply into their girlfriend’s boots and I watched them doing minor cleaning of the laces, oiling their date’s dry set of boots and then after the mid-class boot change, licking their damp toe pads and smelling the boots damp with estrogenic sweat.

But when they talked about the students it was about the twins amazing stamina and how few leg cramps they had compared to the other girls in class and when they watched the women they watched the twins and cast covetous eyes on the twins boot bags while wondering aloud if they were wearing training balls in boot class.  The girls avoid leg cramps by staying well hydrated replacing vitamins, minerals and electrolytes with sports drinks and eating bananas. The stamina comes from long hours of training so that a 90 minute boot class doesn’t leave them so leg-weary they have to take their boots off immediately or with cramping calves. Now that the twins have been on their training regimen under my supervision for two months they have been able to graduate from wearing 1.0 inch solid Pyrex balls (each ball weighing .65 oz.) to 1.0 inch solid steel balls like the rest of us (Bea, Cyndi, Anya, Yardley and me) during ballet and boot training classes. A 1.0 inch solid surgical steel ball weighs 2.153 oz., about 4.3 oz. for the set of two which because they are a quarter of a pounds we call our ‘McBalls’. And we all wear diaphragms the type depending on where we are in our cycles, menstrual or fertile or if we are training to avoid (Reflexions flat spring) or promote (Ortho All-Flex arcing spring) under-thrusting the rim.

I’m not particularly concerned about the age difference between the swan twins and their stalkers as the girls are very sophisticated and work with escort candidates that age. What I am concerned about is the guy’s absolute fascination with the women’s ballet boots. So I’m thinking these guys and perhaps their father - because I’ve heard (from Adolph who knows about these things) he is kinky in his private life - have an acute fetish-fantasy about women in ballet boots and are scouting talent for their fantasies. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, but the only other example of an ardent boot fondler that I know of is Adolph and he can be extremely perverse!  So I’m waiting for the guys, who I’ll call Castor and Pollux, The Gemini, to introduce themselves to the twins which I expect to be soon.

An expected proposition: Actually, what should happen and I’m almost certain that It will, is that Castor and Pollux will come to me to ask permission, since it’s well known in the fetish community that I’m the swan twins dominant and Mistress in all things, before approaching them as I’m convinced that the Gemini want more than just to date them. Their father knows how business relationships in the trade are conducted so I’m sure he has counseled them to explain their interest in two of the most beautiful and talented girls at UNLV, what they would expect from them and get my permission before they approach my girls. Should I say no the Gemini would be forbidden from approaching the girls. I’ve negotiated with their father before so he has surely alerted his sons that I’m a tough negotiator and I don’t play games.  

Cunt Crushers: Winning fights in ballet boots

An inexpensive pair of patent leather ballet boots

The Photo: The patent ballets above have heels of the right height for standing and walking in, but the platforms can’t take much standing on before they begin to collapse especially if the woman weighs more than 100 lbs.  

Ballet boot fights: Occasionally ballet boot wearers will get into scuffles with each other while out clubbing and men love to watch because there is the possibility of serious injury which appeals to the sadistic and misogynistic tendencies in a lot of men who like watching women in ballet boots. When physical contact can’t be avoided the smart thing to do is to destroy an opponent’s ability to stand in her boots as quickly as possible w/o injury to yourself. Usually experienced BB wearers, women actually comfortable walking in them, will be wearing better quality boots and the better made they are the harder they are to destroy. If an opponent is wearing boots other than from Gepettos the easiest thing to do is attack the boots weakest point, where the heel is fastened to the boot.  Gepettos lightly armored boots with spider filament laces – more about the laces later - have no weak points when compared to commercially available boots so if both women are in Gepettos boots the woman with the most strength, stamina and skill will usually win. If at all possible it’s best to avoid fighting an adversary who is wearing a pair of Gepettos BBs unless you know you can win.

Heel breaker: A downward lateral blow to the top of the heel on a commercial ballet boot will often break off the heel ripping the nails or screws out of the heel causing it to come lose or fall off. The blow is easy for a trained dancer to perform with the working leg turned out at the hip so the heel of the working leg doesn’t hit the floor and ruin the accuracy and power of the blow.  If the heel breaker is done correctly and the opponent’s heel is trapped in a carpet or soft wood floor it might also break her ankle even if it doesn’t break the heel off her boot.  Breaking a heel or an opponent’s ankle will have her on her knees or back and is a lot safer that getting close enough to slit her laces where she can use her hands to pound your breasts or pull your hair.

Cunt crushers: A man watching two very experienced ballet boot wearers fight while in ballet boots called their boots ‘Cunt Crushers’ because of the way one was using her boots to attack her opponents pelvis. That slang for ballet boots seems to have been quickly accepted by the serious boot wearing community at least around here and in Gepettos training classes. While graphic the name hasn’t seemed to cause any prospective boot purchasers to take up wearing other fetish footwear.

Actually, a Cunt Crusher is a vicious blow delivered by the instep of a ballet boot that should actually be called a cunt scraper, but the alliteration was too good to pass up. So now the slang for any well made ballet heels is ‘cunt crushers’, especially when fought in. A cunt crusher blow is one where a fighter thrusts her booted instep covered with lacing hooks up into the gap between an opponents thighs and against her pelvis, then withdraws it quickly while maintaining the upward pressure. That causes the hooks on her boot to catch in the crotch of her opponents fishnets and rip it out, often along with bits of soft tissue from her labia. The cunt scraping move is a lot easer for an experienced dancer to perform than it is to describe because she has the ability to balance on both the platform and heel of the boot on her standing leg while she scrapes across her opponent’s vulva with the lace hooks on the boot during withdrawal of her working foot. As with breaking an opponent’s heel(s) it’s a fight ending maneuver, but far more brutal and far less used because it takes greater skill, strength and excellent balance than breaking off a heel.

A cunt crusher can also be far more dangerous to the woman who is the recipient of the blow. That’s because some boot brawlers sharpen the edges of their lacing hooks so when they perform a cunt crusher the sharpened hook edges will tear easily through an opponents fishnets rather than getting caught in the nylon webbing. However, there has been at least one fatality from a cunt crusher when sharpened hooks were twisted during withdrawal, when a recipient’s natural response is to clench her thighs, and it cut her femoral artery. She bled to death. Wearing a Penetrator plug under fishnets and hidden by the absorbent crotch gusset will protect the vulva, but is no defense against sharpened laces hooks that when twisted during withdrawal will slice into thighs and could cut a femoral artery.

When fighting in Gepettos fully hooked boots (the standard fastening arrangement which allows the fastest adjustment when donning boots) placing the instep hard against an opponents pelvis the first hook sets will rip out the crotch gusset and allow the lower sets of hooks to imbed in the delicate tissue of her opponents labia and clitoris to shred her vulva destroying her sexual identity as the boot is quickly withdrawn. A properly executed cunt crusher blow is psychologically  as well as physically devastating as it requires reconstruction of the shredded vulva and no women I know who have been the victims of a successful cunt crusher attack have ever worn ballet boots again even in the bedroom.

To try to avoid presenting an opening for an opponent to deliver a cunt crusher knowledgeable ballet boot wearer’s realize they are vulnerable when directly facing an opponent when fighting and close enough for an adversary to get her boot hooks against her vulva, which explains why women in cunt crushers, even when talking with friends, rarely face each other directly, but stand at an angle with a hip forward in a defensive stance. This stance is stressed in training classes, but also seems to occur naturally from the subconscious urge for self preservation.  

Spider filament laces: In an earlirer post I extolled the advantages of wearing titanium alloy laces in Gepettos ballet boots.  There was a down side as the laces were difficult to adjust and hard to clean. Jeff at Labia Labs has just produced synthetic spider silk that is wonderfully flexible and light while as strong as steel and when woven into boot laces can be as easily tied as typical cloth laces while being virtually impossible to cut, which could be a problem if the EMTs were trying to cut an injured fighter out of her boots, but otherwise a huge plus from a wear or fighting standpoint.  

So Bea, Cyndi, Yardley, Anya and I spent several hours yesterday afternoon replacing all the titanium laces in our ballet boots with spider filament laces. I know it’s probably my imagination, but the boots feel lighter and the laces are such a pleasure to tie. I experimented with a training dummy trying to use my lace slitter heels to cut the spider filament laces on its boots and couldn’t do it which was personally comforting; I just hope spider filament laces don’t become generally available. 

Adolph’s Halloween party: I was CD14 and ovulated on October 31^st and had an exhausting, but amazing time with several of my favorite men at his party. I had intended to write about the party today, but there were some complications, he seems to be missing at least two girls who disappeared during the festivities and says he’s not sure where they are. They are two lovely young Eastern European ballet dancers supposedly in the U.S. on green cards both of whom were working as dive assistants in his deep water training facility. There are rumors that both may be pregnant. Adolph has a long record of impregnating his women assistants so if true that wouldn’t be unusual.

A disquieting aspect of their disappearance is that he had the wood chipper going, running pigs through it to see the horror on guest’s faces as the gore spewed from the chipper, so it’s not entirely certain that one or both didn’t disappear that way, although he promised he wouldn’t do that again. The guests were standing in raincoats on the output side of the chipper watching the blood, shredded flesh and bits of bone splatter against a polyurethane tarp and slide into a large vat so I don’t think anyone would have known the difference if two 110 pound women went through the chipper with the noise it was making, unless some one was hit with scraps of a latex catsuit or possibly part of a diaphragm spring since both girls had Reflexions flat springs inserted for flood control as they were to perform a demonstration dive later in the evening. When they didn’t show up for their performance was when Adolph discovered they were missing. They are still being searched for.

 

Odette and Odile at the Boot Bar

Commercial lace-up boots too large for the wearer

The photo: A pair of calf length eyelet and hook lace-ups that is too large for the wearer. The eyelet lacing over the instep has no room to be tightened more as the wearer’s foot changes shape. As a work-around she could wear heavy sox to give her feet more volume to get the eyelet laces tighter across her instep. The toe of her boot has also been damaged giving some indication that the toe-box will probably collapse if the wearer tries standing in them for very long.

The twins go clubbing: With defensive lessons from Yardley well learned Cyndi, Yardley and I took the twins boot clubbing for their first time. I had intended to start at Naughty’s Boot Bar, but Yardley suggested we try another boot club first as it was supposed to cater to newbies initially strutting their stuff. Since it was supposed to have a Goody-Two-Shoes reputation I thought that was going to be a bit tame given the twins background even though they were new to ballet heels, but we could give it a try and move on. There is a sort of uniform for women frequenting boot clubs here, not that there are many of us, but there are a lot of wannabes most of whom make fools of themselves or show a flash of talent and then disappear. The uniform is no panties, black fishnet tights with an absorbent crotch gusset, black ballet boots and a black sports bra under a fitted black leather jacket. I wear a front closure Champion so I can breast feed while I’m clubbing. Most of us wear toe pads under sheer nylon anklets over our fishnets to make the boots easier to get on. Platform and flexed forefoot boots aren’t considered ballet boots (true BB must have the foot and toes pointed in the boot) and if they are worn to boot clubs the wearer is ridiculed unmercifully so she leaves soon after arriving.

We intentionally avoided the bikers clubs where some of the female members are ballet heel enthusiasts and brawlers.  We were just looking for some conventional ballet boot sex for the twins to get their boot cherries harvested. Taking a tight wet neophyte in her new boots is something males at boot clubs dream of; shoving their dripping erections in a ballet boot chick’s tight pussy and inseminating her so his semen drains into her boots. The club had recently changed ownership and it had been redecorated, but its atmosphere and clientele were still as benign as I remembered when I first took Cyndi and Bea there. It’s a sort of up-scale almost Hanna Montana wholesome sort of place for young High school ballet boot enthusiasts and their dates to gather. Almost all the girls there take ballet have moms who were or are dancers and married well or have good jobs so they can afford a six or seven hundred dollar pair of well made leather ballet boots for their daughters. The boots aren’t nearly as good as Gepettos, but at a fifth of his price they are good enough to strut around in to impress boys and stand in while having sex.

There were no 4WD pickups and Harleys in the parking lot just Suburban and Tahoe SUVs and minivans indicating Ballet heels moms were lending their children their rides their for “boot lessons” and cokes. Actually I was surprised that they were as busy as they were and it was sort of a high school crowd with Hitachi Magic Wands as the fave toys which could be rented by the half-hour. There was no obvious penetrative sex but couples went into the back from time to time and in the Ladies rest room two very young boot-chicks were trying to insert contraceptive sponges so there almost certainly was somewhere on the premises.

The Today Sponge: I asked the girls why they were using sponges and they said wearing one their partner didn’t need to wear a condom, they could wear one for the entire weekend, it offered some protection for the cervix from direct thrust injury from a well endowed partner and it absorbed a lot of a partner’s semen. Actually, the literature that comes with the sponge says it should be replaced every 24 hours, but the tests run for FDA approval showed it was effective for at least 48 hours. The failure rate for the sponge is: for Parous women: typical use 24% Perfect use 20% and for Nulliparous women: typical use 12% Perfect use 9%, which explains why it’s an over-the-counter teen favorite, but not for their moms. If you aren’t allergic to the Noxynol-9 (N9) used in the sponge it’s easy to forget the sponge is inserted. Depending on where you buy them three count boxes are $14 to $16 USD so if you are planning on a very active weekend, aren’t allergic to N9 and don’t have to worry about STIs the Sponge might be a good choice.

It can also be a good faux method to wear on top of a properly fitted FemCap, or in my case an Oves, if you think a mischievous partner is going to pull out your barrier protection. I’ve used a Today when a partner can’t reach my cervix when I’m aroused or fertile. Then I’ll wear an Oves for contraception and insert a moistened sponge to shorten the depth he needs to penetrate me to feel my cervix. Except of course he will be ramming the sponge from which I’ve carefully trimmed the removal strap. It’s amazing how much pushing into a sponge can improve a partner’s ejaculatory experience when he thinks he has completely filled me with his erection.

The young teens in their commercial boots were like colts walking shakily around on wobbling ankles. A few had boots that were obviously too large and most of them were fascinated by and in awe of my girls in Gepetto’s ballet heels. It was obvious we were the oldest group there and with no male partners we rented Hitachi wands and played with one another, had a coke and left. We were all wearing Penetrator plugs and the Hitachi is particularly effective in giving both clitoral and G-spot orgasms when held against the head of a Penetrator so our visit to the baby’s boot bar wasn’t a total loss and we left relaxed.  

Naughty’s ballet boots bar:  At Naughty’s I got Odette and Odile registered and entered into the clubs database so they both now have accounts that will eventually be paid by me.  Since their ID shows them as being 21 they have access to every part of the casino and associated holdings, except the High-Roller venues, where they can only enter as talent or guests. The first thing we did after registering the twins was to go to the Ladies and remove our Plugs. Because we had all masturbated with wands at Baby’s and our Penetrators seal extremely well we were full of vaginal secretions that needed to drain and be Kegeled out while on a bidet and then empty our bowels and bladders, clean up and check hair and makeup before going out to look over the selection of Bar-boys I had let know there were boot cherries to be harvested as partners for the twins initial boot-fuck.

All the club members and staff have recent clean full STI panels on file so there was no need to concern ourselves about the possibility of infections, just pregnancy and all the others, Including Yardley, have GyneFix copper IUDs implanted so I was the only one who checked that my Oves was screwed down tight on my ripe cervix. It didn’t take long for the guys to come over to admire the twin’s boots and some of them even asked knowledgeable questions which the twins answered while flirting with them. The guys I alerted were escort candidates the twins had trained with and they are exceptionally compatible with both so I thought the girls would pick the men they felt were most attuned to their needs and that’s exactly what they did. Perhaps the men were chosen for technique, but I think psychological support as well since the twins think being taken in ballet boots is far sexier than pointe shoes and they were being taken for the first time in such erotic footwear.

After the twins made their selections Cyndi, Yardley and I chose partners and the ten of us retired to a reserved encounter salle to enjoy watching the twins lose their boot cherries and then had an awesome ballet boot cluster-fuck. The cherry pickers were alternately gentle and brutal caressing the girls G-spots until their ankles wobbled even with shaft guards for support. Then I could tell that their shafts had swollen as the girls went forward on to their platform with their heels off the floor trying to get away from that momentary penis enlargement just prior to ejaculation as the boys pounded their soft open cervixes and the girls gasped and moaned in pain and ecstasy. The boys brought the twins to orgasm simultaneously and their powerful vaginal contractions pulled the men into ecstasy with them.

Asthma and ballet boots: Two hours later we all had just emerged from the encounter salle into the main bar completely sated, drained of all sexual tension and ready to leave when a medical emergency occurred. A woman in a pair of gorgeous high quality German leather ballet boots, a fitted leather jacket, fishnets and an M10 gasmask was in severe respiratory distress at the warm-up barre. Both Odette and Odile recognized her from her enlarged chest the result of asthma she has had since childhood.  Odette said the girl was a grad student and had been taking pointe at UNLV, but had to stop because her asthma had gotten worse and she no longer had the lung capacity and stamina.

What she was doing being penetrated from behind standing in ballet boots while wearing a gasmask given her limited lung capacity was a question that only occurred to us later when Yardley and I found out how severe her asthma was. She was being thrust into by a very energetic Bar-boy while bent over the warm-up barre against the mirrored wall. She was bleeding freely from her vagina and moaning in seeming delight.  Then as we were getting ready to leave there was a strangled gurgling moan only partially muffled by her gasmask as her right ankle turned out, gave way and snapped inside her boot and she shrieked as she toppled on to her right side almost pulling her partner with her. She lay writhing on the floor trying to get her mask off with one hand and holding her ankle with the other.

Odette knew right away what was wrong and ran to Gasmask-girl’s table grabbed her tote and emptied it on the table searching for her Asthma rescue inhaler. Finding it she ran back pulled the M10 off the chick’s face and had her partner pull her up and lean her against the mirrored wall so her chest and head were more or less vertical. Then had him hold her mouth open as Odette primed the rescue inhaler shoved it into the chick’s mouth and depressed the plunger sending a mist of medication down her throat as she struggled to breathe.  Her breathing didn’t seem to improve so she gave her another shot from the inhaler and then her breathing markedly improved. By then the duty manager and the EMTs called by the bartender had arrived and Odette stepped away as the professionals went to work.  Odile had gone over to gasmask-girl’s table and put all her things; wallet, car keys, tampons, a new pack of Beyaz, tissues and iPhone back in her tote and stood guard over it and when the EMTs wheeled her out Odette rode in the ambulance with her.

We followed the ambulance to the hospital to take Odette home, but she insisted on staying and our leather jackets, fishnets and ballet boots in the ER waiting room raised a few eyebrows, but most of the others there were too sick to notice what we were wearing. The twins decided to stay with their injured friend so I got their dance bags out on my Subaru and they changed out of ballet boots in to wind pants and GM pointes before we left them one of the cars and Cyndi, Yardley and I went home to shower and relax.

Adolph’s party: Today is Halloween so all of us are going to Adolph’s later for his party which is starting very late. It’s a school night so the girls will almost certainly cut classes tomorrow as we probably won’t get to bed (to sleep) until dawn.

 

 

The swan twins get Ballet boots

A commercial pair of leather ankle length ballet boots

Gepetto’s ballet boots: The first part of last week I took the twins to Gepetto's cobbler shop to be fitted for their first pairs of ballet boots. They were so excited! I had been watching closely how they were performing in their Gaynor pointes around our home. I haven’t allowed them to wear pointes to classes at UNLV as they can be too much of a distraction, but they can wear them shopping and on dates (in dry weather), and when working with escort trainees and they do as much as possible. With their previous ballet training and with nearly total immersion in wearing pointes and pointework – when away from the UNLV campus – for the last 6ix weeks their feet were tough enough and ankles strong enough that I thought it time they learn about sex in ballet boots.

Ballet boots, the public perception: The general public, to the extent they are aware of ballet boots at all, seems to see them as primarily BDSM footwear and they are correct as most wearers are only capable of wearing them in the bedroom. Unfortunately, they are also seen as being worn by a less desirable element of society because the women, and virtually all ballet boot wearers in public are women, are seen by security either as potential trouble makers (I’ve learned not to shop in them while carrying a riding crop) or shoplifters or as a distraction for a shoplifting associate. And merchants don’t like BB wearers with unguarded heels in their stores because they can ruin carpets and wood floors and pose a significant insurance risk from falls on marble and tile floors. That’s because the wearer’s weight is more on the heels in BBs than in stilettos where a lot of a wearer’s weight is on her flexed forefoot and there is less stability balanced on the platform and heel rather than the forefoot in stilettos. I’ve written elsewhere about being followed around by mall security as a possible theft risk. Where they think I would conceal anything when I’m in BBs, a leather catsuit and hood carrying a clutch that hardly holds my car keys, lipstick and a credit card is beyond me.

Returning readers may recall that I think it’s easier to walk around in a pair of properly fitted and laced ballet boots than to walk for the same length of time en pointe in toe-shoes.  Unique to ballet boots and what makes them such a favorite of Doms to lock their Subs in, is that the foot can’t be flexed and is forced to remain pointed which can take some getting used to and even if a woman is skilled and strong enough to walk in them running is impossible. So the ballet boot is often viewed as submissive footwear. But worn by the right women ballet boots can convey considerable power to a dominant, which is why I wear them while duty casino manager. Anyway, I’ll be training the twins for ballet-sex in boots and I’m sure they will find it much easier than ballet-sex in pointe shoes as soon as they get past the leg cramps which with the proper diet and boot training they should be able to minimize. 

The Fitting: Gepetto himself measured the twin’s feet and they both have the same arch and instep height, width and length and heel shape so they should be able to wear each other’s boots most of the time.  He fitted them with the ultra-light unitized titanium toe-box and shank stamping with the standard replicable heel locking mechanism. I specifically did not order the custom heel lock that would have allowed them to attach bladed heels. Gepetto showed the girls how the interior and exterior of the toe box and platform are padded to cushion the toes and quieten the sound of the sueded platforms hitting the floor.

He had some try-on boots in their approximate size so he could show them how to lace the boots after putting on toe pads and hose before slipping their feet into the boots. The nylon was smoothed out, the thickly padded tongue positioned and the non-stretch nylon laces were laced very tightly across the instep and ankles. The instep lacing is critical in wearing ballet boots as most of the weight of the body is supported by the instep wedged between the tongue and laces and the insole covering the arched titanium shank that will flex a bit with the full weight of a 100 lb woman. The girls walked around in their try-ons and didn’t wobble a bit. They had been practicing in 5” stripper heels for several weeks so had the walk down quite well except that in boots their feet were pointed and their toes were about an inch off the floor with the internal padding, the titanium box and the outer sound deadening padding and thick sueded leather platforms.  The cost for a pair of six inch ankle boots in black leather is about $3,500 USD and worth every penny as you get three sets of replicable titanium heels two sets of heel guards and you can send the boots back to have the insides replaced twice at no charge. For anyone wondering why a girl would need three sets of titanium heels it is possible to bend a heel if it is caught in a grate or if there was a metal defect one could snap. Or lose one accidently in a dressing room. You can also get slightly different heel shapes other than the standard stiletto, which is mostly what the twins got.

I’d had one of my old black pairs that I wear as duty casino manager refurbished that were ready for pickup that are almost identical to the boots the twins ordered, except mine have the custom replaceable heel lock so I can wear bladed heels on mine. I showed the twins how to snap on the heel guards and use the Inman guard releases on the heels to quickly remove the guards. Returning readers may recall the heel guards are used when the boots are worn in the house or in stores to prevent puncturing carpets and wood floors or slipping on tile, marble or glass surfaces.  Both girls were wet with desire to be taken in their boots and could hardly wait to get them this week. There is usually a four week manufacturing interval, but because the twins are my wards and I’m part owner with Gepetto in his fetish cobbler business and as there were no parts that had to be custom made we were able to pick their boots up today. They wore them home with the guards on so they didn’t cut up the floors of my Subaru.

Options: One important defensive option I got on the twins boots that added ¾ of an ounce to each boot was a layer of titanium mesh between the inner and outer layers of leather shafts and tongue to prevent heel punctures if a boot wearer intentionally rams her heel into a rival’s instep or boot shaft to disable her, which is a fairly common injury as wearing BBs seems to bring out the aggressive side of Domme wearers.  

Another defensive option I ordered for the twins are lace-slitter heels that are edged on the front side. Lace slitters can also be seen as a weapon of sorts, but I got them in case the girls got into a scuffle and accidently rammed a heel down inside another girl’s laces. Boot wearing Dommes are particularly quick to take offense and I can see Odile needing the ability to cut her way out of another dominant’s laces. It happens far more than you might expect. And when it happens the two women are often trapped together like to bucks with locked antlers. But for the girl in lace-slitter heels she has a way to extract herself if it was her heel that went into the other girl’s laces. If the other woman’s heel is down my laces Gepetto’s titanium hooks won’t break or pull out of the leather as the lacing hardware will on cheaply made commercially available ballet boots. The only thing to do then is knee her twice; once in the groin then the face as she bends over, then yank her heel out before she falls over and pulls me with her. That usually ends any argument.

Lastly we ordered the twins boots with shaft-top locking straps with hasps, for two reasons. One because it would give the Sub in Odette the feeling that she could submit to her Dom or Domme by letting him or her lock her into her boots. The other reason was to give Odile the confidence that if she locked herself in her boots anyone attempting overpower her to get her out of them would find it more difficult if they were locked on her feet and give her more time to react.  

Boot oil: I use Obenauf's Leather Oil Preservative (a blend of natural oils, waxes) which Gepetto provides with each pair of his ballet boots. It cleans and softens the leather and protects it from moisture; semen, coitial discharge, blood and vomit, not necessarily in that order.

Hot boots: The only down side to Gepetto's ballet boots is that they are hot to wear, which is a problem common to all ballet-boots no matter what they are made of. PVC, patent leather, rubber and scrap leather pairs made commercially are all just as hot and sweaty to wear, but with none of the advantages of good looks, long wear life and safety of Gepetto’s boots.

Boot techs and boot sex

Contemplating the perversity of inanimate objects

Gepetto’s ballet boot techs: The guys fit the custom boots Gepetto crafts and sells, custom adjusting the shanks and padding and for some women they are the first to penetrate them in their new boots getting their ‘boot cherry’. St Lucy’s AST slang now includes ‘boot-dicks’ = Gepetto’s boot techs and ‘boot-cherry’ for a girl who is not a virgin, but is fucked for the first time while standing in her new ballet-boots. For a St Lucy’s girl being penetrated while lying on her back or on all fours in ballet boots doesn’t count as having her boot cherry picked.

The techs have medical degrees and specialize in orthopedics and especially the leg, foot and ankle. It didn’t start out that way, but in the last several years because of the number of orthopedic problems encountered in women wanting to wear ballet boot – many of whom are turned away because they couldn’t wear them safely – and especially in professional KP boot fighters it became obvious for his financial and his customer’s physical safety he needed medical specialists doing the fitting and adjusting of his custom ballet-boots. A job as a boot tech for a board certified Orthopod isn’t an obvious career move, but for a young strong virile male who likes young tight pussy it’s hard (no pun intended) to think of a better niche, even in sex drenched Vegas.

The Okamoto 004: A few girls under the age of 16 are fitted with Gepetto’s ballet boots even knowing they will outgrow them in six months, so you know their parents have money! Fortunately none are from St Lucy’s because of the 4 years of pointe requirement. Gepetto has a rule that his boot techs must all use condoms if the woman he’s fitting asks to see how well her new boots feel during ballet-sex. That service is called a ‘field trial’ and covered in the cost of the adjustment visit(s) which is built into the starting price of the standard (unarmored) boots at $2,500 per pair.

Condoms are required because even if the girl says she is on the pill young women aren’t too good at remembering to take them and Gepetto doesn’t want to make the headlines by being involved in paternity problems. The condoms are also for the techs protection since most of the professional KP boot fighters are promiscuous (Go figure!) so the possibility of STIs is more likely while field trialing with a professional boot fighter. The techs use Okamoto 004 Condoms which the guys say are amazing and feel as though they are wearing almost nothing,

Gepetto started out with only one board certified Orthopedic specialist, but found that even as virile as he is he couldn’t keep up the level of service required given the number of field trials he was expected to perform, so a second hunky orthopod was brought in to spread the load which has worked a lot better, especially when there is a KP boot competition coming up and the professional fighters are in town and want their boots checked. Well, some of us are just curious about the new tech and want to see how good he really is. A really good tech will check his patients foot health; the length of her nails, her calluses, ankle mobility, toe pads and give her a foot massage. It’s here that a tech must have a really good bedside manner to be successful. When Mike the original Orthopod gives me a fitting by the time I put my feet in my boots and lace them up I’m fully aroused, nipples hard and erect, pelvis tingling, nearly panting with desire and the gusset of my tights is soaked with my natural lube. Of course I insert my Oves or diaphragm ahead of going for my fitting appointment otherwise I’d be too aroused and fully tented so my cervix would be too deep to reach to place the Oves or diaphragm correctly.

Latex grab and the Okamoto 004: The other day I went to have a boot adjustment of a pair of Gepetto’s lightly armored KP boots I’d had refurbished. I wear that style when I am duty manager at the casino and while the outer leather and heel blades were fine the inner padding needed replacing. Knowing there was a new boot tech, Adam, who had been on tech rotation for the last three months I was interested in how he would handle my fitting so I booked an appointment with him and I prepared for a field trial by double bagging, wearing a flat spring latex Reflections over the Oves cap I had screwed down tight on my cervix. I was CD 18 and luteal so there was no danger of him impregnating me even if all three methods (condoms, diaphragm and cap) failed, but I wanted to have some fun with him.

Adam had read my file and knew I used to compete at the senior level as a KP boot fighter and still sparred and use my blades occasionally in the casino to slit the laces of some drunken boot-chick who wants to fight. So he paid particular attention to my ankle strength and flexibility as well as my nails and calluses and said I have lovely feet for a ballet dancer and I think he’s right considering that I have been in pointe shoes for a large part of the last 25 years. He was particularly impressed that I didn’t have bunions, a fact that I attribute to good genes and trying to wear properly fitting pointe shoes. He gave me the most wonderful foot massage before I put on my toe pads and pulled down the convertible feet of my tights over my padded toes and then put on my socks. I wear socks in my boots over my pads and tights so that I can take my socks off and still fit in my boots when I’m menstrual and my feet swell. Once I had warmed up my legs and feet with a few minutes of stretches I zipped the boots up then adjusted the laces until my insteps were compressed by the padded tongues and laces holding my arches against the insoles covering the titanium shanks while he watched.

I walked around in my boots getting used to the wonderful feel, how comfortable they were with the weight I can put on my heels and my weight pressing my insteps down tighter in my boots until I took a little of my weight on the tips of my toes compressing my gel-pads into the quarter of a stress ball in the toe boxes used to cushion the tips of the wearer’s toes. Then I asked Adam for a field trial to make sure the padding didn’t’ shift. I knew it wouldn’t because I’ve had other pairs of Gepetto’s boots refurbished, but I wanted a plausible excuse to cover my lust for Adam to give me an orgasm penetrating me from behind while I stood bent over the short barre in his adjustment Sallé.

I’d worn a single button closure mid thigh coat-dress in lime green linen by Chanel over a sports top and tights so it was just a matter of him opening that one button and I shrugged out of my dress and was immediately down to practice clothes. He hung my dress over the far end of the barre and rolled down my tights as I unzipped him and carefully unpacked his erection from its cup while he snapped on nitrile exams gloves and fingered me caressing my clitoris which was swollen with blood and ready to play. Then he caressed my engorged labia and inserted two fingers into me and I quivered as he caressed the ring of nerves surrounding my entrance and felt the rim of my diaphragm high up in my post-pubic vault. He asked what type it was and I told him it was a latex flat spring that was the hardest type to under-thrust and he smiled pulled his fingers out and reached for the condoms.

I watched as he tore open the packet pulled out the 004 and rolled it on to his rock hard erection. His tip was already dripping pre-ejaculate which immediately began collecting in the small reservoir tip. I had a moment to admire his erection glistening in its lightly lubricated latex sheath before he turned me around had me bend over and hold on to the barre. Adam is a big man. He had me spread my legs in second position so he could stand between them and when he gently spread my labia he found I was just the right height in 7” heels that he could position his tip against my entrance w/o having to bend his knees. Then he moved his hands to my hips to hold me steady and pushed. .

For me it’s always special the first time I take a new man and Adam was no exception! I tried to relax and gasped as his tip disappeared inside me and then with a single long smooth stroke he buried his entire length in me until his pelvis was hard against my tight buns and his tip slid along the latex dome of my diaphragm as it glanced off my cervix. And then the fun began! I had intentionally not lubed up with DiveGel+ knowing that half my natural lube would be collecting in the dome of my diaphragm and that all his lube would be contained in his sheath so that after a few strokes the lube on his condom would be gone and given how tight I am and how large he is there would be considerable friction between the two latex surfaces as he repeatedly thrust against the folds in the dome. It was just a matter of time before friction dried out the two latex surfaces causing the latex to heat and begin to stick together, a condition known as ‘latex grab’.

At that point a contraceptive failure of some sort was almost certain. There were several possibilities; the friction could wear a hole in his condom, or wear a hole in my diaphragm, or both, or pull the diaphragm off my cervix, or pull his condom off. My diaphragm was new and the dome much thicker than the condom and with the flat spring rim that only flexes in a single plane it would be very difficult for him to displace the rim from behind my cervix by latex grab alone. So I thought the most likely result would be either his condom would burst or that he would slip out of it. It seemed to me that because of the small reservoir and my very tight grip it was probable his pre-cum would be forced down along his shaft so the after a few minutes he would slip out, and that’s exactly what happened!

Fortunately for me he had just taken me to a mind-blowing G-spot orgasm where with a white knuckled grip I clutched the barre as he held me quivering, gasping, moaning, mewing, toes curled, calves cramping, back bowed and sweat dripping off me as he kept me in ecstasy until my vaginal contractions became so strong and friction of the two latex surfaces so great that he slid out of his sheath and came in me spewing his molten pearl against the stretchy rubber dome! When he came it felt as though he was trying to drive his tip through my diaphragm and into my uterus as he planted his seed in the depression the dome of my diaphragm made in my anterior fornix. When he finished he stayed inside me as we caught our breathe enjoying the few minutes of afterglow before he started to soften. Then he reached for the base of his sheathe as he pulled out and found it wasn’t there and when he withdrew he was bareback!. He was shocked and very apologetic and offered me Plan B One-Step or ella, but I told him I was fine with two effective barriers that hadn’t been displaced and besides I was Luteal and couldn’t be impregnated at this point in my cycle. He was so relieved! When I told him how I caused his 004 to come off he was fascinated, he hadn’t heard of latex grab and learned that when male and female barrier methods are used simultaneously the couple need to use plenty of a good water based intimate lube.

Murder case dismissed in death of newlywed wife

(CNN February 23, 2012) -- An Alabama judge on Thursday abruptly dismissed the murder case against a man accused in the scuba-diving death of his newlywed wife off Australia's coast. The decision from Judge Tommy Nail came near the end of the second full week of David Gabriel "Gabe" Watson's trial in Birmingham. The entire article can be found HERE

Personal comment: It was a difficult case to make and the way the judge summed it up the prosecution didn’t present a convincing case. Gabe Watson has married again. It would probably be a good idea if his new wife doesn’t go SCUBA diving with him.