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Friday, October 28, 2016

The Halloween ball - One Thousand and One Nights



My Scheherazade costume for the Barony’s first Halloween ball

The photo:  Front view. This is a Rhonda playsuit from Agent Provocateur. I’ll be wearing it as the character Scheherazade for the Blackthorn Barony’s first Halloween ball since I succeeded to the Barony. I chose this photo because the model looks a lot like me as she has a Balanchine body; slim, small breasts, long legs, long neck and red hair. Though my lips aren’t quite as full, my cheekbones are more prominent and her hair not as red as mine. I got two of complete ensembles (playsuit, headpiece and pasties) because I expect an aroused partner may not be as gentle as he should be trying to get me out of it. I love the gold pasties because I can easily breastfeed a thirsty man while wearing a Rhonda suit. The playsuits rose gold and metal were £1,995 each. The Rhonda Headpiece (sold separately) Rose Gold and Metal £925 each. Also, sold separately were the pasties rose gold and metal, £195 each set. Wearing a playsuit and pasties in the great hall in late October is a very chilly experience, even with the main fireplace alight – I’ve already tried it -  so I’ll probably be drinking the Barony’s famous Blackthorn sloe brandy for warmth.

I considered wearing a latex catsuit under it for warmth, but while retaining body heat latex wouldn’t be in keeping with an Arabian woman’s costume at the time the stories in One Thousand and One Nights were first collected hundreds of years ago. However, I can rationalize wearing Gaynor Minden pointes as they display my long perfectly toned legs amazingly and protect my feet from the cold rough stone floor of the Great hall.  



My Rhonda playsuit rear view

The Photo: Showing the snug rear fit of the headpiece, the chains dangling from the pasties and the thong strap disappearing between the buttocks. The chains in headpiece tangle easily in long hair. Fortunately, I have a dresser to fasten me into the playsuit and headpiece or I’d take hours to get into it by myself. It just takes seconds for a man to get me out of it!

Claiming bragging rights: At £3115 for each ensemble; playsuit, headpiece and pasties, excuse me while I go on a bit about this costume especially since I bought two of them because they are delicate and can be easily damaged not to mention difficult to get into and uncomfortable to wear in a drafty castle.

The Playsuit: At £1,995 each. From the AP description:

  • “Dazzling in the dark, Rhonda mixes exotic eroticism with Studio 54-style glamour. This exquisite playsuit adorns the body with sweeping chains, cupchains of pink crystal, and textured coin-style motifs in a mix of silver and rose gold colours. Three chains sweep around the neck to meet at a metal hoop, from which more chains drape down to the hips to a row of hoops and hanging chains which glisten and swing seductively as you move. At the back, the playsuit secures at the nape of the neck and the back of the hips, and is decorated with further hanging chains. Wear with our Deziree lingerie set for a show-stopping look. Rhonda is part of our demi-couture collection, Soiree. This is a delicate item that should be handled with care.” No lingerie for me while wearing this for the ball”
  • Details & Fit Available in one size only.
    - Lobster clasp adjustment at centre back waist and centre back neck
    - Perfect for wearing over lingerie or accessorizing with your outfits”
  • “Fabrics & care: Main material: Copper and zinc.
    Please handle and store delicate items with care to prevent from snagging.”
The thong-back cup is about the only fabric in the whole suit and with metal chains swinging in the breeze while the suit really makes a statement it is not the most comfortable to wear in the mountains of Wales in a drafty castle. Fortunately, I’ve had my flu and pneumonia shots. 

The Headpiece: Rose Gold and Metal £925

  • Product Information: “Dazzling in the dark, Rhonda mixes exotic eroticism with Studio 54-style glamour. With a 1920s influence, this gorgeous head-dress sits closely against the head, with lustrous, black textured coins leading to draped hanging chains and sparkling crystal cup chains in black and rose gold, scattered with textured motifs surrounding your face for a sense of movement and mystery. Wear it with our matching playsuit, sold separately. This is a delicate item that should be handled with care.”
  • Details & Fit: Available in one size only.
    Gunmetal textured pennies with a mixture of Swarovski cupchain and chain.”
  • “Fabrics & care: Main material: copper zinc.
    Please handle and store delicate items with care to prevent snagging.”
Pasties: Pasties are pasties, but these are £195 each set! The body adhesive I use, Stick-it, keeps them securely in place and suppresses nipple leakage. I was worried about that, but it seems the chains aren’t too heavy. However, they are cold against my skin!

Sex in a Rhonda playsuit: In case anyone is interested, for vaginal penetration in both missionary or entered from the rear the center back waist lobster clasp must be opened as there is very little give in the fabric part of the thong waistband and none in the Swarovski crystal cupchains when the suit is properly worn. A partner opening the neck and center back lobster clasps can have me out of it in seconds! I’m so glad that I have nude pubes – the hair permanently removed by laser some months ago – as this isn’t a costume that flatters with hair accidently showing around the cup.

My contraceptive protection: On Halloween, I will be CD17 and should have ovulated three days earlier. So, if I’m luteal as I expect to be I can safely go without using any barrier protection to feel the warmth and sensitivity of skin-on-skin during penis-vagina intercourse and have my lover(s) sperm in my tubes with very little likelihood of any of their little swimmers getting me preggers. Just the thought of that makes me wet and start panting.

The origin of Halloween: It is widely believed that many Halloween traditions originated from Celtic harvest festivals which may have pagan roots, particularly the Gaelic festival Samhain, and that this festival was Christianized as Halloween. In my region of Wales Celtic celebrations are still important as is the Celtic Goddess Rhiannon to my estate. The harvest festival was typically celebrated with bonfires, costumes and feasting. As my predecessor’s health declined the estate tradition of celebrating Samhain fell by the wayside. I intend to reintroduce this celebration to the local community.

The Ball theme: Scheherazade is a legendary queen and the storyteller of One Thousand and One Nights. The story goes that Shahryar (the king) found out one day that his first wife was unfaithful to him. Therefore, he resolved to marry a new virgin each day as well as behead the previous day's wife, so that she would have no chance to be unfaithful to him. Knowing this ahead of her night with the king Scheherazade tells him one story and then begins another, but stops mid story and tells him she will finish it the next night. The king agrees and doesn’t behead her and she continues this pattern each night. My guests will dress as characters in Scheherazade's stories such as: Princess Badroulbadour, Morgiana a clever slave girl etc. while the men will dress as Aladdin, Ali Baba, Sinbad the Sailor, Sultan of the Indies, Prince Ali, Prince Hussain and so on.  

Guests: The local Aristocracy, Lord D**** (Tim’s Father) and his wife, Lord A**** (Bryony’s father) and his wife, His Grace the Duke of M**** (Jack’s father) and his mistress, Jack Viscount Sandbach and his fiancé, Ashley and some influential members of Parliament who are also members of the Costume Club, AKA Clever Cunts. The guests from London and Kent arrived on ‘The Dragon’ my two-car traveling office and home on rails which I arranged to be attached to a train coming west through the station at Caersws on the way to Aberystwyth. His Grace flew down by helicopter from his home, Crag Abbey, in the mountains just west of and overlooking Loch Ness. I’m so pleased that everyone invited arrived and the celebration is off to a marvelous start.

STI screening: I hope no one thinks I hold this sort of house party anywhere; Vegas, Lost Cove or here at the castle w/o making sure all the guests have been carefully medically screened for STIs and other communicable diseases, such things as the Zika virus come to mind. My male guests are used to being asked for a current negative full panel STI test and the up-market male and female escorts Tanaquil is providing are all sexually healthy, but I wasn’t sure about how the female guests would react to the request for proof of being sexually healthy. I was pleasantly surprised than none of the wives or girlfriends refused or complained. I suppose they knew what to expect when being invited to a Friday to Monday house party. The Villagers and the Blackthorn Castle staff are pleased to see celebrations being held in the castle again as the previous Baroness was in poor health for the last several years of her life and held none.  Nor, I’m told did she ever ask for STI screening, but of course years ago, when with penicillin just about anything was curable and early pregnancy is easily taken care of by a vacuum aspiration she seems to have felt no need.   

Entertainment: There will be charades for group entertainment, swimming and dive-sex in my pool overseen by Carla, my Divemaster and Tanaquil, who runs Taryn’s Porn empire, will be providing boys and girls (all over the age of consent) for those guests both male and female who would like a change of pace from their regular partner(s) while spending the Friday through Monday House party at Blackthorn Castle.  And, supervised by my head gamekeeper there will be deer and wild boar hunting for anyone who enjoys tramping through the woods, the noise of fired long guns and the smell of burnt powder. Of course, sleeping late or retiring for a “nooner” is certainly permitted and in some instances, may be encouraged.  Chris, my male Gyn from the London women’s clinic, will be on hand to provide contraceptive meds, devices and counseling as needed. 

Weather: The good news is that no rain is forecast for the Friday through Monday celebration. Evenings should dip into the high 30s (F) and the days should reach the low 50s (F) with heavy clouds and fog.   

Location: All the guests will stay in the new (mid-18th century) wing of the castle that was purpose built to house guests for festivities and has been newly refurbished to bring the suites up to current standards with modern amenities. The ball will be held in the great hall of Blackthorn Castle with fabric hung to suggest near eastern tents. Since the weather in the Cambrian mountains has already turned cold and damp the fireplace will be roaring and the minstrel’s galleries filled with musicians playing near eastern music.






Saturday, January 2, 2016

My London Derrière, baby making, mind-fucked


Another view of my stretch black tulle playsuit

The Photo: One of my lovers called this a view my ‘London Derrière’. The stretch tulle thong is wonderful to show off the unblemished skin of my cheeks and makes it easy to slip it over a cheek for convenient rear entry something needed for ballet-sex. Here at the castle I bend over a portable barre, table or a chair back for support placed near a fireplace with a lovely fire going to keep warm when wearing this playsuit.   

Tim as a bedmate, the saga continues: Returning readers will recall that my New Years eve bedmate Tim (the SAS officer in the gorgeous uniform that I tried not to tear as I almost ripped it off him) and I had a marvelous time, but very little sleep on New Years eve. He told me that he hadn’t been with a woman (or masturbated either from the quantity of ejaculate) in months which contributed to his amazing sexual stamina. So I was interested in whether he could continue that pace with me two nights in a row.

BREAKING NEWS: he could! He did! And it was the most fun I’ve had with a new partner in years! My wards say I glowed with energy when I showed up at 6:30 AM in the studio for technique class. I was a bit sore but 400mg of ibuprofen took care of that. I was loose, flexible and absolutely bursting with as much energy as a 19 y/o! I was still draining semen after Kegeling as much out as I could so I inserted a Diva Cup to collect the remainder to prevent staining my tights during class.  The other girls he has been with when he comes home call him ‘Tiny Tim’ because his equipment is so impressive and is supposedly the terror of many local girls with regular size vaginas, but the two I’ve talked with say he didn’t try to bury his full length in them and let them take him astride where they could control the depth and direction of his thrusts so they felt very safe with him.

I know it’s just the first few days into the relationship that is pure lust and won’t last as he has to report back to his regiment in some location that he can’t talk about. However, he is due for transfer soon and has asked for a transfer to a unit of his regiment that provides security here at home. So if he gets the posting he wants I may get to see him again. If I wasn’t too old I would like to have his children. I had eggs harvested and frozen when I was in my mid 20s so there is always going the IVF route, but it would be awesome to get preggers the old fashion way with his sperm swimming up my tubes and fertilizing an egg shortly after release, but at my age the chances are only 3% or 4%.

Not impossible, but very unlikely except if I were trying my best to avoid conceiving and had an oops. Someone having that happen to her is known as being had by the perversity of inanimate objects. The bad thing about being preggers would be that I’d be away from dancing for almost a year and at my age it would be very hard to get back in peak shape. Having a pregnancy distort the ballet body that I’ve worked to perfect for more than 35 years and leave stretch marks on my abdomen is what has put me off having children until now and even with the pull that Tim exerts I’m still not sure I want to conceive if I had the chance with him.

I know that is something I haven’t said before and I know the mood will pass, but right now I have these thoughts about forgetting to use a diaphragm and spermicide with him when I’m fertile. I’m CD22 as this is being written and I shouldn’t be fertile for another 14 days or so so he will be long gone before I’d have my willpower tested to see if I’d actually take him unprotected to try to get preggers with him.  He took me in all the positions we used the night before and he was so gentle and considerate and an absolutely amazing lover filling me over and over with his thick creamy seed. And he loves to breastfeed as well! What an amazing man! Oh my god, I just realized… he’s mind-fucked me!

 

 

Friday, January 1, 2016

New Years Eve, Floss playsuit


A floss playsuit of stretch black tulle strapping

The Photo:  No, before someone asks, that isn’t me. She’s a lingerie model. I do have hair that long, but it’s red, my eyes are green and my breasts while small like hers are a bit fuller since I’m lactating. The stretch black tulle strapping is embellished with silver sequins that wraps around the body, tying into a large adjustable bow at the shoulder and another on the thong-style derrière makes a very attractive package for the women wrapped in it. I think it is one of the most attractive of the Agent Provocateur garments I have and it is very easily gotten out of by untying the bows rather than having it ripped off.

My New Years silver playsuit: This suit was a Christmas gift from my primary lover, Marvin (Morning Wood). It’s the sort of provocative costume I like to wear when I am alone with a lover to get his blood pressure up. I had briefly considered wearing it during my New Year house party, from the 31st to the 3rd, but thought better of it since I’m sure it would “scare the horses”, in a manner of speaking, as most of my neighbors aren’t ready to know me quite that well. It would certainly be a piece of amazing gossip to begin the year, but I’m looking for more mainstream news to emanate from the Barony if any news at all.  

Of course to confidently wear something like this the wearer must have waxed pubes or the look is spoiled. That is especially true if one is strutting around on her toes where the pelvis is thrust out as a ‘preview of coming attractions coming soon to an encounter Sallie near you’. It has a tiny vulva cup that just fits over the head of a sports plug I always wear when performing in minimal costumes like this with an audience I’m not entirely comfortable with. Wearing a plug prevents amorous and adventuresome members of the audience from slipping fingers inside me while I’m giving them personal attention. Some of the nice things about this costume are that I can be milked by just removing a pastie and the vulva cup can be slipped to one side if I am sans plug and want to be fingered, or to assist a male acquaintance obviously in need of help with his erection by having him insert himself inside me for a few minutes. Playsuits are so much fun that way!

New Years Eve festivities: I thought the evening went very well. After the ball for which a string quartet played and ringing in the New Year at midnight  couples began pairing off (not necessarily with the partner they arrived with) some being more circumspect about it than others. Several of the men had asked staff how to get to specific women’s rooms so I knew there were games of musical beds in progress. I thought it was lovely that my guests felt safe enough here to begin new or continue with established trysts, but of course since few of them had ever been guests here I think it was mostly that they saw it as the chance of a lifetime to be fucked on New Years at Blackthorn Castle.

Actually I had a chance to become very closely acquainted with the Timothy (Tim) the twenty-five y/o son and heir of Lord D**** who lives nearby. Tim is on leave from the SAS in which he is an officer, having graduated from the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst and Oxford. He looks so handsome and virile in his dress uniform! He is a fabulous ballroom dancer and is an amazingly gentle lover with tremendous sexual stamina, but then he said he hadn’t been with a woman in several months. I knew he was my type when he said he has a thing for ballerinas so I showed him my costume and shoe rooms. He was particularly taken by the shoe room which smells of new pointes as well as the scent of damp leather and paste and anti-bacteria spray from drying Freed and Gaynor pointes that I wear on a daily basis. The shoe room has a barre and mirror so I can try on a pair and see how I look in them, and yes there can be a different look between pairs of seemingly identical pointes, at least there is for me.  It was there in the shoe room having shown Tim how I prepare my toes for pointework and tying my feet into a pair of Gaynor Mindens that I first had ballet-sex with him. He is tall and marvelously well hung so even en pointe a la seconde he lifted me several inches off my platforms making me very glad I always wear GM pointes with their internal thick platform pads for ballet-sex as thrust-drop can disable if not hospitalize the woman if she doesn’t protect her toes properly when engaging in ballet-sex.

Tim as a bedmate: As my New Years bedmate Tim and I had a marvelous time, but very little sleep. As I mentioned earlier he has (or had- I’ll know more about that as the house party continues) amazing sexual stamina and was obviously experienced as he knew exactly what to do to drive me wild with desire on my toes, on my back, on my hands and knees entered from behind doggie style, or even when I was astride him where he only had to look at me with those lovely deep blue eyes! He did most of the work except when I was astride him. He gave me a series of bone melting orgasm so all I had to do was lie there and enjoy his skill. My only contribution while on my back was the very strong vaginal contractions he gave me when I came and took him into ecstasy with me. He actually got off seven times though the last one was Pompoir where I milked him.

Marvin had taken to bed a nineteen y/o Cambridge student the daughter of a local politician. She is sucking up to him in every way possible (she swallows during fellatio which he loves) as she wants to get into one of his Psych classes a class which is already over subscribed. I suspect if she is as willing and talented a bed partner as he hopes he will almost certainly find a way to get her into the class she wants. I made sure she was using protection. In her case Nexplanon the etonogestrel single rod upper arm implant since Marvin will not wear a condom and I don’t want him impregnating my guests. I haven’t seen them this morning so they are probably sleeping in. I hope she isn’t so sore she walks funny this morning as everyone will know what happened, but then anyone paying attention saw them disappear together so they weren’t hiding it.   

Contraceptive enquiries: During the evening several of the young ladies from adjoining estates came to ask about birth control for themselves. I’m not sure how my expertise in the field of contraception became known in the area. Well, it was probably because I fit two of the castle’s servants with Caya diaphragms and I imagine they told their friends. In the village that sort of news travels faster than light so it spreads from one great house to another not to mention through the general population.

Two of the girls were looking for something nonhormonal as they are currently on the pill which is causing depression and frequent spotting. I recommended they consult their Gyns about a copper IUD. I don’t think cervical barriers are for them as neither seems to be able to think clearly and for a diaphragm or cap to be effective it takes a being a bit obsessive/compulsive to stick to the regimen of wearing it every time because barriers are unforgiving of oopses and just-this-once events. The other is a Doctorial candidate in mathematics at Oxford and as highly organized as any one I’ve ever seen. So should be an excellent candidate for successful use of the Caya diaphragm.  

Friday morning January first: There may be an early start to the New Year by only a few of guests. Most, (other than my wards, their partners and I who have already taken our technique and pointe classes) will almost certainly be sleeping in. Breakfast is to order this morning as guests come down to breakfast or brunch, whenever they wake. And with temperatures in the low 40s (F) rain and 20 mph winds forecast for the entire weekend we will be playing a lot of indoor sports. Archery in the Great Hall, darts in the blue drawing room and billiards and Charades will be the organized entertainment. Of course couples can go off by themselves.  At this elevation we have already had snow flurries.  

 

Wishing all my readers a happy and prosperous 2016

 

 

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I'm a classically trained dancer and SAB grad. A Dance Captain and go-to girl overseeing high-roller entertainment for a major casino/resort