Morning Wood, 50s retro fetishwear, Solstice planning

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

White latex catsuits and the ability to cloud men’s minds

Looking lovely in white latex catsuit and corset set

The photo: Model trying to stay warm during a lull in a desert latex photo shoot.

White latex and the ability to mind-fuck men: Though white latex is easy to look gloriously attractive in it is hard to keep pristine while wearing it since it shows stains, smudges and fingerprints so easily, things that are often masked by the default catsuit color, black. The six hundred plus men who have completed my casinos latex survey over the past several years say the same woman in a white rubber catsuit looks younger, prettier and more alluring than when clad in an identical design in black rubber.

The color white also seems to denote the woman as sexually inexperienced, perhaps even virginal and a highly desirable sexual partner since sexual inexperience suggests being free of STIs and a worthy subject for sexual intimacy. I know rationally that’s hard to believe, but a pretty woman clad in white rubber is far more likely to have men buy her meals and drinks, lend her a car or money and pay exorbitant prices for routine sexual encounters than if she was working the room clad in black rubber.  In our survey women in red latex are seen as a danger, or the woman being very sexually experienced, by a lot of men. Some are cautious and stay away while others are intrigued by the suggestion of a dangerous woman and are strongly attracted many possibly to their sorrow.

I’ve found when working as duty casino manager in a white latex catsuit and ballet boots I can often distract men who are fighting by just approaching them while popping my riding crop against the shaft of my leather ballet boot. They both stare at my rubber sheathed breasts or the zipper pull of my relief zipper stretched over the head of my Penetrator plug and forget what they are fighting about. If I wear black latex I have to use my riding crop far more often to break up the fight. I have a dresser who helps me into my rubber costumes and then polishes out the fingerprints and cosmetic smears with a silicone rubber polish before I go on duty and after each break. Wearing a corset you can’t bend over so any catsuit corset sex is missionary position against a wall and it’s a good idea to empty the bowels and bladder before getting into latex as even without the corset it’s difficult to go to the bathroom in a rubber catsuit.

Dressing to be groped: I think one of the glories of wearing a properly fitting latex catsuit is looking so alluring that men can’t prevent themselves from touching you and then walking into a bar to intentionally be groped. Most straight men and some Dykes squeeze the buttocks, breasts and groin, but for some their impulses are so far out of control that they will attempt to pull the plug out of a woman wearing one. More about that in, The male Gaze.

A technical problem with being groped while wearing latex is that skin oils from fingers, oils from bar foods and rough hands that snag soft latex as well as sunlight can all shorten the life of a latex garment and white latex will be yellowed by sunlight. To combat the problems of oils and sunlight weakening and discoloring latex Jeff at Labia Labs is trying different additives to sheet latex formulations in addition to chlorinating it.  However no additives tried so far have made the latex last longer w/o changing it’s feel and flexibility for the worse. The only thing that will extend the life of latex garments is using a good silicone lubricant as a latex polish. It coats the surface and repels the oils from groping fingers coated with the oils from bar foods which will prevent the latex softening from most oils, for a while. The labs have found nothing to prevent white rubber yellowing from sunlight. So the $350 white .4mm latex catsuits I wear while duty casino manager are paid for by the casino and  depending on the amount of groping I get, which I control depending on how needy I am to have my ego stroked, may last a week or even two if I’m not particularly assertive during that time in my cycle.

The Male Gaze: When I’m in a latex catsuit and especially a white one, I love to watch men’s eyes as they talk to me. Almost all straight ones stare at my breasts and crotch, which I’ll admit look lovely sheathed in shiny rubber. The seams of the rubber around and across my breasts seem to mesmerize them as do the relief zipper details (seams, teeth and pull) stretched over my plug head and mons pubis. I never knew so many men were fascinated by how a rubber catsuit was put together… or could they be staring for another reason?

I love having men in Naughty Pleasures bars who only know me by reputation try to pick me up. Their eyes seem pulled to my breasts and groin which at such close quarters standing in a bar crowd has them looking down at me while becoming obviously aroused and losing their train of thought as their little brain begins to wonder if I’m really as tight as they have heard and how can they find out for themselves. Given the business I’m in I’m pleased to attract that sort of attention as it gives me a splendid opportunity to develop much closer relationships with some of the men associated with some of the niche markets in the entertainment business to which we cater.

The psychological down side of wearing a white latex catsuit is that the wearer can develop a feeling of invulnerability because while looking her most alluring she is encased in impermeable rubber looking seductive while seemingly unattainable, a fantasy that can be suddenly and shockingly destroyed by a tug on her relief zipper and the quick insertion of two fingers if she isn’t wearing a plug. Even when plugged, being aggressively groped can bring a girl with a latex Wonder Woman complex back to gasping, moaning, struggling reality. A rubber-girl backed against a wall, can have her plug pulled out, shoved in her mouth and find herself suddenly taken bareback; plunged into repeatedly by an ardent lover treating her as though she was the last woman he would ever get. After he shoots his load into her, pulls out, zips up and walks off she discovers he was only looking for a tight, warm, deep vessel to ejaculate in. It’s an experience a ingénue will never forget.

I have a business client who likes rough sex with rubber-girls in ballet boots so I always have a fantasy afternoon with him when he’s in town to bid for my porn videos copied off HD security cams in the pool bungalows and concierge floor suites. Giving a man a piece from a lovely rubber-girl in Vegas is a common business courtesy, but when the piece on offer is from a casino owner like I am the bidder knows he is on the short list and white rubber catsuits are really in demand when servicing the men who control the porn film industry.

Latex catsuits and pelvic grooming: A woman shouldn’t try wearing lingerie or a swimsuit under a catsuit as you can see the bra and panty lines which disrupt the smooth rubber surface that enhance the curves of the female body. She also shouldn’t try wearing an untrimmed bush under a properly fitting latex catsuit as even a closely trimmed pelvic pelt can sometimes get caught in the zipper teeth and that usually happens at a most inopportune time. What I recommend and my Wards and female escort trainees and I do is have totally waxed pubes so we are hairless and look like ten year olds down there, well, sort of. Suits with zipper tongues are highly recommended as getting the delicate tissue of a labia edge caught in the zipper when you are in a hurry can absolutely ruin at least a few hours of even the most promising day with a hunky man.  

Blemish concealment: Catsuits are ideal for concealing bruises, rope burns and cuff abrasions as well as tats and some piercings though piercings under tight latex can be painfully pulled. So a woman who looks untouched in white latex could be a mess underneath a .4mm latex membrane!

Corsets: Matching corsets can be bought with latex catsuits and corsets while they can help more sharply define ones waistline can contribute to serious accidents or death when rubberiest are asphyxia enthusiasts as well. A problem occurs when the corset is laced too tight causing the rubber clad woman to take shallow breaths since she is unable to fully inflate her lungs. If she is wearing a gasmask as well which also hinders her breathing she quickly starts to hyperventilate and the CO2 she can’t get rid of or re-breathes from the gasmask causes her to go into repertory distress and if there is no one around to pull off her gasmask and unfasten her corset she can easily unintentionally asphyxiate.

Corsets are also used by pregnant escorts to get another few weeks of work by keeping her figures with a corset, assuming her nausea is under control. This is used primarily by girls planning to carry to term otherwise the pregnancy would have been terminated in the first few weeks.