The 2016 Autumnal Equinox

A lovely Fall day in the mountains

The 2016 Autumnal Equinox: The Autumnal equinox in the northern hemisphere occurred on Thursday September 22^nd this year at 2:21 PM GMT so we held the ceremony at dawn, 7:01 AM GMT.

My wards Bea, Seren and Bryony and Claire (the Dryads) arrived at Blackthorn Castle on Wednesday for the ritual celebration of this important celestial event and were paired with their male partners right away to allow the couples to become accustomed to one another sexually so there would be no surprises at dawn on the 22^nd.  The four men were among the SAS volunteers who had been partnering with the government pelvic trainees under the guidance of Tanaquil and were asked to stay on for the equinox celebration. The four selected had the best sexual stamina and ability to stay focused which over the years I found - from my experience with partners at Location Z - was needed while performing on ancient Celtic altars in the open air under less than ideal weather conditions. Even though it was a week day Tim got leave from his classes to partner me on the primary altar.

Returning readers will recall that my wards con-celebrate these celestial occasions on subtending altars to the east, west, north and south of the primary altar at Celtic holy sites. These secondary altars at Blackthorn Castle – unearthed earlier this year - surrounding the primary altar adjacent to the ancient Blackthorn tree have been recently reconsecrated by a Druid priest.  Now human reproductive tract secretions are used in ritual fertility ceremonies. Instead of animal blood being spilled the transfer of seed from male to female in an act of ritual breeding occurs on stone altars where animal sacrifices once were offered to Venus/Aphrodite before Celtic mythology morphed her into the Celtic Goddess Rhiannon.  Seren (the Welsh name for star) Tim’s 18 y/o second cousin, a college mate of Bea at Cambridge drew the short straw and got the place of honor on the eastern altar closest to the sunrise.

The forecast was for cloudy but dry with the temperature in the low 50s (F).  And that is exactly the weather we had! I think it is the first time in the years that I have been celebrating celestial events in the open that there hasn’t been some form of precipitation. So the hooded shearling robes made for the occasion were quite comfy relative to what my wards and I experienced at Location Z in the Highlands of Scotland in 2014. And of course the girls and I all wore Gaynor Minden pointes with sueded tips for traction on the altar surfaces.

Since none of my wards are living with me now their cycles are no longer synchronous with mine. None were menstrual and only Bea was fertile. None of their partners wore protection, but of course the girls all have frameless GyneFix copper bead IUDs implanted so they were quite safe from pregnancy. Today, the 22^nd I am CD6 and my period is winding down so I took Tim on the primary altar without using a diaphragm for flow control and it was marvelous! Both of us were unprotected which is unusual for me! It didn’t matter that we got blood all over the inside of our fleece robes since they were ritually burnt after the ceremony and before our celebratory breakfast. Everything went as planned and the weather cooperated (for once) so it was a lovely ceremony on the first day of Fall!

The Autumnal Equinox and prep for the lunar eclipse

A total eclipse of the moon

The Photo: The 2010 total eclipse of the moon similar to that which will occur on September the 28^th in the UK and Europe.

The Autumnal Equinox: As expected there were showers before and after the celebration, but amazingly there was a brief interval of slightly less than an hour at sunrise where the sky was clear and we could actually see the sun. There was a 15 mph wind howling through the tone-holes in the standing stones surrounding the five altars and the temperature was in the low 40s or high 30s (F) but there was no ice. The crofters were lovely young men and since I was CD5 and still bleeding moderately I used a latex flat spring diaphragm as otherwise there was a very small chance that their sperm might live long enough to fertilize the egg when I next ovulate. The crofters were medicated with a performance enhancer so they had no difficulty getting and sustaining an erection due to the cold temperature under which they were penetrating me and my wards while we were on the altars. A few days ago when I took Alistair unprotected it was too soon for his sperm to live until I ovulate, but now I have my Crofter partner’s sperm draining out of me and as I said those partner’s sperm could do the job if they live long enough, which is what I needed to protect against.

Celestial celebrations and vaginal yeast: This was the Dryads (Bryony and Claire’s) first celestial celebration and involved multiple partners so it was important that they used an effective lubricant/biocide to keep their vaginal pH properly balanced with the new sets of bacteria their partners would leave inside them. They used the silicone base DiveGel+ which has kept my vaginal pH balanced even with all the men I am intimate with. DiveGel+ was formulated to allow its use with silicone cervical barriers which allows its use with Milex and FemCap as well as the latex flat spring diaphragms used by my wards and our Escorts. The only down side of  DiveGel+ is that it doesn’t work well for cunilingus as silicone lubes taste and feel terrible in the mouth.  

More about the total lunar eclipse on the 28^th: Moving to the UK was providential now I am a Priestess of Aphrodite. Given that, there may be returning readers who wonder why it took me so long to get here. The timing of course was my inheritance of the Barony of Blackthorn which became official at the end of 2014. As returning readers know I’m required to lead the celebration of four primary celestial events on behalf of the Goddess: The Vernal Equinox, the Summer Solstice, the Autumnal equinox and the Winter Solstice. As well as other celestial events such as the total eclipse of the Harvest moon which will occur on the 28^th of this month, so I and a favorite partner (in this instance Nikolai, the male ballet dancer I’m currently seeing) will be back at the mountain top holy site, which I call location Z, on the 28^th . The next total eclipse of a Harvest moon will not occur for another 33 years so it’s important that this one should be properly celebrated. 

Since it will be dark at 3:47 AM (the moment that the moon will be totally obscured) when according to tradition my partner must penetrate me we will have a shortwave radio to pick up the 60 kHz UK time signal (MSF) to make certain he plunges into me at that exact moment even if the moon is obscured by clouds. With that sort of precision needed I like to have a partner fully enter me with a single stroke and Nikolai is very skilled and well endowed so having him plunge into my anterior fornix with a single thrust is breathtaking as he stretches the dome of my latex FS diaphragm over both the tip of my cervix and his glans as he forces the springy latex membrane all the way to the bottom of my fornix putting upward pressure on my cervix and uterus and squeezing his glans simultaneously! Just writing about it makes me wet, but I intend to be very well lubricated with a silicone gel for that occasion.

My cycle and the total eclipse: On September 28^th I will be CD10 and fertile since I should ovulate on the CD14. The Goddess is very pleased that I will be fertile then since when fertile a woman is always more attractive to potential partners. However, she approves of my need for contraception as being pregnant is not a condition that enhances a woman’s ability to attract and enthrall male admirers. It is our pheromones that alert a potential partner to the possibility of getting her in that condition that attracts most swordsmen.  

Contraception for cheerleaders: Before I came to the Scottish Highlands for the Equinox this week and the lunar eclipse next week the trainer of a girls cheerleading team asked our clinic to fit her girls with flat spring latex diaphragms. I was surprised as most of the gymnastics, swimming and cheerleading teams have their girls on LARC hormonal birth control of one sort or another; usually an IUD or Depo-Provera to minimize the side effects of periods such as cramps and bleeding through costumes. That’s the case with this group as well; however several of the girls are on a med for a severe skin condition that can decrease the effectiveness of hormonal contraception and others are on weight loss supplements that speed up the metabolism which can also decrease the effectiveness of hormonal birth control so the trainer wanted those girls fitted with diaphragms since the girls are sexually active and there is a big cheerleading competition coming up is several months and they need to be in top condition.

The coach initially asked for only four of her girls to be fitted, but the others found out and wanted to be fitted too as they think diaphragms are very adult and very retro as well and right now retro is in with teens.  The team sponsor is willing to spring for all the girls to be fitted and the head coach says that none of the girls are allergic to latex so fitting them shouldn’t be a problem. So when I get back to London I will be fitting a teen cheerleading team of fifteen girls varying in age from 16 to 18 with latex flat spring diaphragms since that style is almost impossible for a mischievous partner to under-thrust.  

Equinox, eclipse and posterior fornix Pompoir

2015 vernal equinox solar eclipse in the UK

The Photo: Showing where the 2015 vernal equinox could be seen in the UK. The eclipse technically started at 07:41 UTC and ended at 11:50 UTC, but in the UK you were probably safe to get up and outside at about 8am being sure not to look directly at the sun. The eclipse peaked (at up to 90 per cent coverage in the UK) at around 9.30am and the sun was no longer masked much by the moon by 11am. At Location Z the sun was eclipsed 98%.

The Equinox and the eclipse: This vernal equinox celebration was very different primarily because of the eclipse. Given that sunrise was at 6:24 and the eclipse began at 7:41 we had an hour and 17 minutes to get the ceremony on the altars over with which was plenty of time. And physically the couples on the five altars performed well together and I finished up with the old bull himself taking me in missionary as the final act of penetrative sex on any of the altars which ended the official celebration.

The robing and consumption by all altar participants of several cups each of potent Gorse brandy and the consuming of Viagra by our inseminators so they would be far less likely to suffer from erectile dysfunction because of the cold began at 7:00 am.  While it was in the mid 40s F at sea level at Ullapool it was below freezing at location Z and the peat fire pits were just enough to melt the ice on the five altars so it could be swept away relatively easily. The Goddess allowed a footwear dispensation in that she permitted the demi- Goddesses and me to wear Gaynors so our pointes wouldn’t melt and fall apart during the icy rain. The area surrounding the altars had been reworked with several inches of gravel over drainage channels so that the rain immediately drained through and ran off rather than pooling as it had in the past, but still our pointes were soaked on the short walk to the alters.

Then ten minutes before sunrise the five concelebrating couples were all led to the altars where the demi-goddesses and their inseminators were positioned first then my partner and I were led by Jack to the main altar which had been freshly swept free of ice.

Pompoir, woman astride and Tiny Tim: I took my crofter inseminator inside me on the primary altar exactly at sunrise (6:24 GMT) both of us covered in our shearling robes. His nickname is “Tiny Tim” and he is massive; at least ten inches long and easily two inches in diameter.  I was the only one of the Priestesses who could take a man that large w/o running a substantial risk of being injured. A 19 y/o, he is just learning what he can do for a girl with the equipment he has at his disposal. 

I straddled him and while facing away and wearing for protection only a tiny transparent silicone Oves cap screwed down tight on my ripe cervix guided his glans between my labia and slowly lowered myself on to his length. I wore only the Oves though I was very fertile and ovulated that day and felt quite safe as an Oves has never displaced in the more than ten years I’ve been wearing them. 

I had rotated my Oves cap to position the removal loop in my anterior fornix since I knew because of his size I needed all the depth I could get which is why I took him astride and facing away so he would naturally position into my posterior fornix for maximum depth and didn’t want any interaction between the removal loop and his glans.

Taking him astride was a lovely haunting experience with the wind moaning through the tone-holes of the standing stones that encircle the holy site. Even though it was lightly sleeting and the clouds covered the site so the large peat fire pits around the five altars – eighteen pits in all as we lost two on the Northern altar when the edge fell in to the valley ages ago - burnt off just enough of the fog so I could see each of my four wards on the other altars who were all in missionary with their partner’s covering them so they looked like piles of wet shearling robes. 

At the completion of the ceremony Jack came to guide away the demi-goddesses who had lain covered by their partners while His Grace had his way with me. Marvin came to escort me and the sexually sated Duke of M**** back to the robing tents so we girls could warm up and insert menstrual cups to collect our partners semen when it liquefied - which typically occurs between thirty minutes and an hour after ejaculation - to be consumed at a ceremony later in the day.

Unintended consequences: The sad thing about us having sex with His Grace’s Crofters is that we may have ruined them as far as sex is concerned with any other women they may meet since our pelvic grip and the ability to milk a partner’s penis with our vaginal muscles far surpasses even the initial grip of a scared virgin. So in all probability the ritual sex as an offering to Aphrodite on the occasion of the vernal equinox is the best penile/vaginal intercourse the boys will ever experience and all their other women will be compared against the pelvic skills of the goddesses who took them. I think that may be unfair to the men in some way, but then life is often unfair. 

The eclipse: With the heavy cloud cover it took a while after the start, at 7:41 AM, for it to begin to darken again. At about that time the wind died down and the birds went silent as they do at night. We had decided to stay at the Holy Site to experience tes eclipse as it was thought more dangerous to try to go down the mountain in the dark than to ascend it. From about 8:00 AM to 11:00 AM we enjoyed a full English breakfast from His Grace’s kitchen staff who had accompanied us. Physically other than it getting pitch black again before the sun came out from behind the moon it was pretty boring for which I was grateful. At about eleven o’clock we loaded up as by then it was quite light again and got down the mountain and to the hunting lodge w/o incident. There we had the ritual burning of the ceremonial robes and the priestess’s sodden Gaynors from which the smell of burning polymer was horrible and we all stood up-wind to avoid breathing the fumes which in quantity can be toxic. We all had more Gorse brandy and this is where the priestesses emptied our menstrual cups with our coitial discharge into our equinox sex partner’s goblets of gorse brandy and they drank it down.

The Druids and the eclipse: His Grace checked with the leader of the local Druid community and they seemed to have gotten through the eclipse safely and the sky didn’t fall as some had predicted. The Druid priest attributed their safe deliverance to having held their own ceremony in propitiation for the local community’s sins. I was pleased that their leadership had chosen to hold a total community ceremony so that even the more troublesome radicals among them were kept busy involved in ritual sacrifices and weren’t out causing mischief in the countryside.

 

Kassandra and the Autumnal Equinox

The Prophetess Cassandra being taken by Ajax during the sack of Troy

The Photo: During the fall of Troy the Prophetess Cassandra, daughter of the King and Queen of Troy and virgin Priestess of Apollo, sought sanctuary in the temple of Athena where she was abducted and raped by Ajax the lesser. Cassandra as a Priestess of Apollo had taken a sacred vow to remain virgin for life. In one version of the myth Cassandra had agreed to have sex with Apollo in exchange for the gift of prophecy and then broke her promise. Apollo punished her with the curse of never being believed.

Death of the Dowager Duchess of Devonshire: The funeral service for Deborah Dowager Duchess of Devonshire, who passed away on September 24, will be held at 12:00 Noon on Thursday October 2, at St. Peters Church Edensor, the village outside Chatsworth. She was 94 and had been an inspiration to the Duke of M*** and Alice when they were trying to determine how to pay the death duties - when Jack’s grandfather died - on Crag Abbey and other estates without selling off large parcels of real-estate or valuable art works that have been in the family for hundreds of years. His Grace, Alice and Jack will be attending her funeral.

The Autumnal Equinox:  It went better than I expected. The weather was dry, clear and cold and amazingly the wind was almost calm during the ceremony so the peat fires in the massive braziers around the altars kept the area almost warm at times at the Holy Site. Though as priestesses my wards and I had been given a glass of Gorse brandy to fortify us against the cold before leaving the dressing tent since even lying in shearling robes the cold of the stone altars eventually penetrates.

The married crofters performed very well having been given performance enhancing meds to help counteract the cold and each was able to shoot his wad in his assigned priestess three times though the third time for each we had to milk them with our vaginal muscles. They were so amazed at the strength of our grips. To conclude the ceremony His Grace mounted me and performed amazingly well for his age, perhaps because I was menstrual and he enjoys bloody sex or as he calls it, ‘swimming in the red sea’.  The festive breakfast afterward at the hunting lodge and the ritual burning of the priestesses’ robes and shoes went as planned and we were all glad to get out of our blood soaked shearling robes which reeked of coital discharge and menstrual flow and to have good hot showers and clean clothes before breakfast felt marvelous!

Kassandra:  This past Wednesday a number of His Graces friends (all peers or high ranking churchmen) arrived for a week of Partridge and Grouse hunting. I was hoping my wards and I could get away before they came as they were nearly all men and rather old though their sex drives were still very much in evidence and none of them had been screened for STIs. Our male partners from the Paris Opera Ballet had departed so we were left with bedmates with whom we used condoms which we explained by telling the men that we were fertile, we had just finished our periods when they arrived, and since we knew they were all potent we didn’t want to risk an almost certain pregnancy for one or more of us. It was a story they all understood only too well and it stroked their vanity and virility at the same time. Tanaquil had sent over a few members of the corps of the POB who were on holiday to provide along with my wards and I enough partners for the men in the hunting party.

One of His Graces titled friends from a shire in the south western part of England arrived with his 21 y/o daughter Cassandra which she spells Kassandra. She is devastatingly beautiful with a gloriously ripe young ballet body (she reminds me a lot of myself when I was her age with long red hair, green eyes and amazingly she is left handed like me) as she has been in ballet boarding schools and with private tutors since she was 4 y/o and since 16 dancing with European ballet companies.   

She has an amazing personality which helps, but does not completely defuse, her almost immediate dislike by other women she meets from their jealousy of her beauty, talent and training and the fact that she is predatory of other women’s men.  Her father, the Earl of A***, had asked permission of His Grace to bring her along as he wanted me to meet her and the old bull knowing my dislike of surprises had , even so, intentionally kept her coming from me because he knew what her father was going to ask.

While breathtakingly beautiful and talented she is continuously in trouble wherever she goes primarily because of the effect she has on men and her lack of inhibitions bordering on recklessness which allows her to take advantage of male vulnerabilities regardless of the consequences in the men’s lives. When she was introduced to His Grace’s male guests before dinner on the first evening after she arrived even the Catholic priests where not immune to her charms which could be easily seen as the drape of their trousers changed significantly, along with the trouser drape of the rest of the men present, as they were introduced to her. She isn’t pretentious in any way it’s just the effect that perhaps one woman in several million has that even if she was wearing a flour sack men would want to protect her and take her to bed. For that effect she is hated by most women who try as they might will never have that hypnotic effect on men.

By the time she was introduced before dinner His Grace had talked with me and gotten my somewhat grudging agreement to sponsor her in Las Vegas.  It seems her father has two younger daughters whose chances of getting acceptable husbands while Kassandra is around is slim so he wants her out of the way and preferably happy. As she is amoral I think she might fit in well as arm-candy for Adolph and she could be invaluable to him in closing deals with men who will want to sleep with her as a deal sweetener. She Is talented and conscientious enough with her training to dance with my troupe, but I’m not sure the men could survive her presence in the corps.

As I mentioned before she has an amazing personality so for now she seems to be getting along well with my wards and me. We will see how that goes when she meets Marvin (Morning Wood) and the Gemini who are the boyfriends of Odette and Odile. I know she has slept with Jack already, but he and I have an open relationship until such time as he asks me to marry him and I’m pretty sure any pregnancy by him wouldn’t survive the first trimester. But Adolph and I are going to keep her busy. Her motto seems to be “So many men and so little time!”

Our return home: The return trip on Limnaea II bringing Kassandra with us was uneventful. Once here Chris, our male Gyn, gave her a complete pelvic. Her cervix and ovaries are in excellent condition. He fitted her with a latex Reflexions diaphragm for upper reproductive tract protection in case of vaginal flooding during dive-sex and implanted a stringless GyneFix frameless copper IUD. He also checked her antibody levels to ensure that her HPV vaccine (Gardasil) shots are effective. Amazingly she had been using only condoms during her fertile days and with all her sexual activity she hadn’t been preggers, though she did tell me she has taken EC at least three times when the condom burst or came off inside her. Kassandra is SCUBA open water qualified, but she has never had dive-sex so I’m going to have an escort trainee give her a few dive-sex lessons before I introduce her to Adolph because he will want to fuck her underwater the first time they meet.

Callisto

Jupiter as Diana seduces Callisto

The photo: Jupiter and Callisto by Francois Boucher oil on canvas. Dimensions: 72 x 98 cm, completed in 1744. It’s in the Pushkin Museum of Fine Art, Moscow, Russia. In Greek mythology Callisto (or Kallisto) was a nymph of Artemis. Transformed by Zeus into a bear and set among the stars, she was the bear-mother of the Arcadians, through her son Arcas.

Fitting the enemy: Guess whose legs were in the stirrups on my exam table a few days ago? She is new to the clinic and rather than being randomly assigned to me had asked for me specifically, which aroused my curiosity as I know most of the women who have asked to be fitted by me. They are either existing patients or referrals from friends and are on my schedule well in advance. She was a walk-in and amazingly I had a cancellation. Her name is Callisto, from Greek Mythology, and she is gorgeous 5’9” raven haired ex-dancer though too tall for classical ballet. She works as a project manager for a well known aerospace company that recently got a large contract at the RPV (remotely piloted vehicle - drone) control base north of town. She came in for an annual pelvic and to check the fit of an old latex Ortho All-Flex that she was fitted for in 2007. She is currently using the single rod implant Implanon the 3 year effectiveness of which is due to expire next month. She said she is planning to start a family soon so wants to go back to using a diaphragm and spermicide combination to allow time for her natural cycles to resume and stabilize before she tries to conceive.

I fit her with a 70mm All-Flex as she said she isn’t into fetish sex for which Reflexions would have been a better choice and suggested she use ContraGel, a natural ingredients spermicide that uses lactic acid as the active ingredient. Blushing, she also asked what I would advise for pelvic muscle toning. So I suggested two sets of Ben Wa balls. The first a set of individual 1.0 inch Pyrex glass balls each weighing .65 oz as a starter set as she was rather tight to begin with and then a set of .75 inch chrome steel balls each weighing 1.0 oz. once she can manipulate the Pyrex set confidently and won’t expel them if she coughs or sneezes. She bought both at the clinic’s toning boutique before she left.

We seemed to be getting along well and at the end of her fitting as she dressed she said “You don’t know who I am, do you?” That caught me off guard and I said, “I know only what you’ve put in your medical record and told me about yourself.” To which she replied, “I’m Brian’s wife.” And my day had been going so well up to that point! She was my last patient of the day and I had planned to spend several hours window-shopping the Spring fashions, but she asked if I had time to talk and since she appeared to have her emotions under control and her clutch was too small to conceal a gun I thought since I’m fucking her husband why not listen to what she has to say. So I asked if she would like to go with me to Panera (the bread place) on West Lake Mead Blvd, where they have wonderful salads and she followed me in her rental. I love their French bread and with my metabolism I can get away with eating a lot of it with Boars Head roast beef, lettuce and tomato as a filling.

Over coffee and a salad at Panera she told me why she had tracked me down. She and Brian have been married for 6 years and she had known for the last three that he was having affairs with some of his former ballet students while touring schools auditioning new students. She said she wants children and Brian does not and her biological clock is ticking. She has found a young widower, her boss (who Brian had told me was married) who loves her and has asked her to marry him and she intends to divorce Brian.

Pillow talk: She said she wondered what I was like, since he has talked about me in his sleep and has even mentioned me and my success as a dancer to her while in bed together and how tight my grip is. I thought my face was on fire I was blushing so badly. Here I am sitting across the table from a woman whose husband is fucking me every chance he gets and she’s telling me he has compared her vaginal grip to mine and he told her I’m much tighter. Which she said is why she asked me how she could tone her muscles to increase her grip. She asked if I was seriously interested in Brian as a husband because he would be available soon. We both agreed that while he is a truly fantastic lover and sex with him is awesome, neither of us wants him as a husband. However, we both want to continue having sex with him, at least for now. We agreed to keep in touch and strange as it may seem I think we parted friends.

No-fault divorce: She’s going to file for divorce in California, which is a no-fault state, citing irreconcilable differences as the reason. The earliest she can expect the court to grant the divorce is six months and she intends to settle with Brian well ahead of that so that she should be free to marry again some time in the fall. She has had a private investigator photographing his assignations for the past few months and thinks he will settle quickly if she agrees to keep his serial infidelities from becoming public knowledge, which would destroy his career. Fortunately she doesn’t seem to know about his fondness for the private coaching sessions with selected student ‘muses’. She has already broached the subject of divorce with Brian which may explain why he seems to have become extremely attentive to my needs while still fucking as many of his ‘muses’ as I will allow him access to.

The Rite of Spring: Jack was here for the ceremony of planting the first seeds of Spring to celebrate the Vernal Equinox on March 20th, which he did with me having an Oves screwed down tight on my ripe cervix because I was CD13 and ovulated the next day. It was a quiet gathering of like minded friends. After the ceremony we feasted on venison steaks and mead. Not a typical modern western U.S. breakfast, though ham and eggs were available. The venison (Red Deer Jack killed on his father’s estate, aged and shipped in especially for the occasion) and mead linked us to the ancients in whose footsteps we follow.

Spring break and viruses: UNLV is on Spring Break this week and Mumps is on campus and at St Lucy’s as well. The two shot combination measles-mumps-rubella (MMR) vaccine is about 88% effective. So even though all our students have been vaccinated Mumps has infected a few girls at St Lucy’s and they have been quarantined because of potentially serious side effects if an adult gets Mumps. The incubation time is about three weeks so it will take a while for the virus to work its way through vulnerable students and faculty. Fortunately I had Mumps after getting the vaccine when I six and living with my parents in Southwest Virginia so I’m not likely to get it again.