Clinching the sale

A Full English Breakfast

The photo: A lovely full English breakfast of fried eggs, sausage, bacon, mushrooms, tomatoes, home fries and baked beans with the beans very sensibly served in their own gravy boat.

Ron’s Ballet-sex training: Ron had talked so much about how long and lovely Sophie’s legs are especially when she displays them en pointe that during my warmup and class the next morning I wondered if he had had ballet-sex with her. While he watched I took class, to music from La Bayadère from a small CD player I had brought, in the drawing room that Sophie uses for ballet workouts. The carpet had been removed exposing a lovely hardwood floor and an entire interior wall had been covered with ten-foot-tall mirror sections and a barre had been mounted about three feet off the mirrored wall. So while stretching I asked if he had ever entered her from behind while she balanced on the platforms of her pointes while bent over holding on to the barre. I think of that position as ‘ballet-sex’ but Escorts adept at it call it ‘clenching-the-male’ since when en pointe the woman’s muscles from her waist to her toes are clenched which, when the muscles have been properly trained, can provide an amazingly strong grip so she needs to be very wet to prevent internal injury.

Ron said he’d considered it, but he hadn’t been alone with Sophie in pointe-shoes where he could ask her to try that position. So I told him about the possibility of injury from being under-lubed as well as from thrust-drop during ballet-sex and how Escorts adept at ballet-sex minimize their risk by keeping a prefilled applicator of lube in our purse or dance bag and protecting our toes with the proper shoes and padding. Then having earlier applied a prefilled 10 ml applicator of DiveGel silicone vaginal lube and intentionally dressed to allow him easy access by wearing tights over a thong-back leo I had him stand behind me put his thumbs in the waist band of my tights and pull them down below my hips then pull my thong to one side exposing my vulva for easy access when I bent over and held on to the barre. I think there is no substitute for hands-on training when I’m teaching advanced sexual techniques and this was a good example.

Standing flat in Gaynor Minden pointes with my feet a la seconde I bent over so my back was parallel with the floor. He stepped between my legs, spread my labia, positioned his glans at my introitus and I relaxed and let him gently push his slippery glans glistening with pre-ejaculate inside me. With a long slow thrust he filled me with his wonderfully hard erection bottoming out in my posterior fornix. As he hit bottom I rolled up on to pointe which clenched my muscles around his shaft and he gasped and quivered as my grip tightened around him.

He is taller than me even when I’m en pointe so when he thrust during ballet-sex he lifted me off the floor so he got to see and hear the thud and my gasp as my platforms hit the floor each time he withdrew. His participating while I experience thrust-drop was educational as he can now better understand the danger when the woman’s knees are locked straight to prevent falling off pointe while rubber legged during arousal so during thrust-drop the shock is felt in the knees as well as the toes. Over time this is bad for the knee joints if this occurs too often so practitioners of sex while en pointe have learned to flex our knees momentarily at impact to minimize the stress on our knee joints, but the timing to successfully accomplish that can be tricky. However, if there is a height difference that will cause thrust-drop an easier way to protect the knees is to stand on a slightly raised platform so there will be no thrust-drop. When he came filling me with hot jets of thick creamy semen I closed my feet from seconde closing my thighs and tightened my grip and told him to hang on tight and don’t try to withdraw as I performed the Mare’s Trick, squeezing him so tight that his penis remained erect during his refractory period, while I remained en pointe. Then gave him Pompoir again.

It’s difficult to do Pompoir and The Mare’s Trick while en pointe primarily because the woman has to be continually on her toes the entire time so even well trained ballet dancers have trouble staying en pointe that long unless they have trained in Asian schools as Courtesans. Wearing Gaynor Minden pointes with the very strong hard polymer shanks and internally padded toe boxes make the Mare’s Trick and Pompoir en pointe a lot easier to do w/o foot injury. After The Mare’s Trick and Pompoir we showered together and dressed for breakfast.

I meet Sophie: At 10:00 AM Sophie arrived. She had been invited to breakfast and we seemed to hit it off right away as two dancers have a lot in common. Though after kissing Ron she looked thoughtfully at him and me and I’m sure she sensed that we had been intimate as we were both quite relaxed as couples are after really good sex. Of course that was inevitable since she knew we were going to be discussing my qualifications to teach her advanced pelvic skills and whether either or both of them wanted to proceed with her training.

we had breakfast in a small alcove off a lovely and much larger dining room overlooking a garden so large and beautiful with late summer flowers I was surprised to see it in London, but then I remembered where we were. Both of them were amazed at my large appetite and how little I weight, as I was then at 107 lbs. (my menstrual weight). I told them I can eat a full English breakfast w/o gaining a pound, other than fluid buildup while I’m menstrual. They asked how I managed it w/o having an eating disorder. I explained that my metabolism is on the high side and the exercise I get while training and teaching along with the calories I need for lactation keep me slim so I can eat pretty much what I want. I didn’t mention that Pompoir and The Mare’s trick are very strenuous and use a lot of energy so from the bedroom workout I’d gotten with Ron I needed the calories.  Sophie was fascinated to learn I was lactating with 32B cup breasts and wanted to know my secret, but that was a discussion for girl-talk another time.

When coffee was served after breakfast, Ron told both Sophie and me that he was very pleased with the skills that I demonstrated and that Sophie was a conscientious and energetic student anxious to learn and he would like to put her in my care. She agreed saying that she had asked Ron to make enquiries on her behalf to get the best trainer possible for the skills they wanted her to master. I later heard that he had talked to his grandfather - who has a reputation of being a swordsman with young beautiful South American women - about the choice of a trainer and his recommendation was me. However, as much as I would like to claim him as a client it wasn’t that he had ever used my services, but had heard raves about my skills from his good friend the Duke of M**** and others so had suggested interviewing me.

Jealousy, the elephant in the room: I had only worked with couples twice before to try to effectively teach the women advanced pelvic skills and neither worked out because of jealousy. I say ‘effectively’ because w/o a male’s active participation the woman might well take forever to properly learn to milk a penis with her vaginal muscles. The men could only participate in their partner’s training occasionally because of job commitments and so early on became extremely jealous of their women’s male phys. Therapists. However, those women had been virgin when they met the partners they were with and after a brief start the men couldn’t stand other men bedding their women and both couples cancelled the training. I now have a non-refundable up-front charge to take care of expenses should that occur and that has caused other couples to rethink their need for that sort of training.

So I brought up the subject of jealousy. I knew (because Ron told me) both of them had at least considered and might find it worrying that Sophie would be training at least part time with Blackthorn Clinic male pelvic therapists. There is only so much that can be done with a Peritron, Ben Wa balls and dildos so a woman needs an erect penis attached to an aroused man to train and Ron’s schedule will almost certainly not allow him to meet all her training needs. So we discussed whether Sophie receiving intimate training from other men (all board certified Phys Therapists) was going to be a problem. A look passed between them. She blushed and he gave a little shake of his head.

While neither looked too pleased they understood the need for her to practice with a man when Ron wasn’t available. It was agreed that the question could be reopened at any time if one or the other felt the need, but I think Ron will rearrange his schedule to be with her for training sessions a lot more than he currently anticipates since a man having his penis milked by a beautiful woman while he remains stationary inside her is extremely addicting. What the woman gets out of all her pelvic training is the ability to enthrall her partner giving her considerably power over him without saying a word. I suspect Sophie had not come to Ron a virgin given the reputation of – and my experience with - Swiss finishing schools. So while they are madly in love her training to increase their mutual sexual pleasure will be worth having other men involved in her training when Ron isn’t available.

Clinching the sale: Sophie asked how long the training would take and I said it would depend, but no less than three months if she was a conscientious student and adhered to the regimen that I set. If not, then somewhat longer depending what problems she ran into. I cautioned that regardless of how eager Sophie is to get on with her training it is best to get off to a slow start since overworking the pelvic muscles at first can be very uncomfortable and lead to the dislike of and avoiding the necessary training.  Ron said he agreed that it was best not to rush things and he looked forward to being available when possible which I know he meant. He said he would make it a priority to help her meet the goals of my training program and I could bill his private account for all her monthly training costs.

Sophie and I agreed to meet the next day so I could go over the items in the beginner’s slit-kit that every pelvic student of mine needs and is provided with.  The following day we met for an entire day of shopping for her training needs and had girl-talk over a seafood lunch at Caviar House in Harrods. She really is a delightful and very intelligent young woman. I took her to a fave local dance shop to be fitted with Gaynor Minden hard shanked pointes which look lovely on her high arched feet. I also got her a priority appointment with Chris, my male Gyn, at Blackthorn Clinic and I accompanied her to have the strings of her GyneFix IUD tucked up in her cervix (to prevent a contraceptive diaphragm from interfering with them) and to be fitted for a custom latex flat spring rim diaphragm which she can use as flow control during menstrual sex and as flood insurance during dive-sex. They had her size, 70mm, in stock and she got three as I mentioned that it is always good to have several spares on hand especially if they are made from latex.

Giulietta: Over dinner Ron and I had discovered we were both Moira Shearer fans and talked about the films she was in. In addition to The Red Shoes we both loved the 1951 film The Tales of Hoffman in which she danced the roles of Stella (dancing the role of a praying mantis who kills her partner) and Olympia (a doll that comes to life). We also agreed that another favorite character in the Hoffmann film was the role Ludmilla Tchérina performed as the Venetian courtesan Giulietta, who stole Hoffmann’s soul.   

So I was astounded when Ron gave me the most amazing compliment as he walked me to the car that would take me back to Blackthorn House. He called me Giulietta, and I was very pleased and tried not to blush while thinking he was a lot more perceptive than I first thought! He continued to hold my hand after he helped me into the car and before releasing it put it to his lips and kissed it. I gave him one of my most provocative smiles as he closed the door. I was delighted as I thought of the twenty-four hours we spent together and the intimacies we had shared and thought perhaps our encounter had put him in my thrall. But one can never be certain about these things so early in a relationship and with a man in such an exalted position one should proceed slowly if at all. Sophie was still inside so didn’t see his kiss. I certainly don’t want to beguile him so thoroughly that I take him away from Sophie as he needs a young lovely and accomplished partner who will give him children.

Physically I’m not quite the Giulietta who stole Hoffman’s soul and turned it into an exquisite necklace. However, I do have a lovely figure with long shapely legs, high cheekbones and long hair, but my hair is red not black and I don’t often dress all in black as Giulietta does. But when I go clubbing with girlfriends looking for a man I do think of myself as channeling Giulietta since she was a powerful enchantress who could steal a man’s soul by just looking at him. Over the years as I became proficient with Asian pelvic skills I’ve developed the ability to quickly enthrall most men I develop a physical interest in, and some I have no interest in whatever, just by looking at them. I’m told that look suggests exquisite sexual pleasure in the male mind and I find in clouding a man’s mind that way I have occasionally unintentionally put one of the less interesting men in my thrall. Fortunately, I haven’t done that in a long time. 

I am elated that I was successful in getting the patronage of a delightful young woman and her boyfriend who occupies such a lofty place in English society. I’m hoping that more social contacts at that level will come with this lovely couple’s patronage.

Wet Dreams and a condom conundrum

Dead Pointes, prep for the Wet Dreams short course

The Photo: Dead pointes to be ritually burnt after the Wet Dreams seminar.

A Wet Dreams technique short course: I had been repeatedly asked by my young wards, Bea and Seren, if I would hold a Wet Dreams short course for girlfriends from Cambridge. It seems “Wet Dreams” is what some men at Uni call ballet-sex. I’m not sure how it got that name except perhaps from the fantasy aspect of sex with a ballet dancer penetrated from behind while she is en pointe. Returning readers will recall that ballet-sex is where the woman is entered from behind while sur les pointes a la seconde.  When used by Bea and Seren giving a man ballet-sex has proven extremely effective in seducing highly desirable males among the facility and students.

Additionally, the use of 16+ MUF Manuka honey as a natural spermicide or to sweeten the taste and add to the bouquet of pelvic musk and coitial discharge adds to their partner’s enticement, if any is needed, to engage in cunnilingus and fellatio.  Michaelmas term classes don’t start until October 6^th so the girls still have more than five weeks to enjoy my training seminars and being intern Hostesses at the Costume Club (AKA Clever Cunts) in London. The girls have been with me for the last several days practicing for ballet-sex with suction cup dildos mounted on the mirrored walls of my old ballet studio. A major problem with holding this sort of pelvic training is usually finding acceptable male partners, not that there aren’t be a great many men wanting to participate.

An offer I couldn’t refuse: HM’s Government recently approached me, through Tim’s father, Lord D**** (a member of an agency that cannot be named) about providing pelvic skills training for a few young women who will be using the skills I teach while on HM’s service.  I was pleased that Lord D**** apparently remembered me as fondly as I remember him from the time that he and I had a ballet-sex encounter which we enjoyed immensely while he was my guest at Blackthorn Castle last year. Of course that was before I was introduced to his son who has become my primary lover.  

As I mentioned above a major problem with holding that sort of pelvic training is a shortage of acceptable male partners who in this instance need security clearances as well as being free of STIs. When I mentioned this to Lord D****, he said a pool of physically fit men free of STIs was available from an SAS base nearby. He said that he would arrange to have six men of my choice be sent to Blackthorn Castle on temporary duty as a training detail. So over the past weekend I was in Cheshire (along with Chris my male Gyn) selecting the six (all of whom have the needed security and health clearances) who will partner the female agents I will be training and they arrived late last night.

The timing of this has worked out marvelously as Bea and Seren and their friends can have the men as partners for their Wet Dreams classes at a Friday through Monday house party over the Summer Bank Holiday (on the 29^th) before the government women are scheduled to arrive. This will give the men an opportunity to find out what will be expected of them and we will have a few days to test the men’s sexual stamina before the government women students arrive on Wednesday after my wards and their friends leave for London this coming Tuesday. Blackthorn Castle makes a wonderfully secluded training facility for this sort of thing. Since the women’s identities are classified.

Contraceptive protection: Bea and Seren’s six Cambridge friends are on one form or another of hormonal contraception. As returning readers will recall Bea and Seren have stringless, frameless copper bead GyneFix IUDs implanted. For the Wet Dreams course latex flat spring diaphragms have been fitted for the students who didn’t already use them as one of the goals of the course is to train the women in using contraceptive diaphragms for menstrual flow control, to provide some thrust buffering when mating with very well endowed men and as a tool to cause a protected partner to slip out of his condom if the couple’s anatomies permit the man to fit snugly into his partner’s anterior fornix. The female government students are all on Depo-SubQ Provera 104 which requires an injection in the thigh or abdomen every three months. The government women will also be fitted with latex flat spring diaphragms as well as their use will be an important part of their training.

Pointe shoes for Wet Dreams training: The female agents all have extensive ballet training and will take the course in Gaynor Minden pointes. Bea and Seren’s friends will take their Wet Dreams short course in their own traditional paste pointes as none wanted to spend the money to be fitted for GM shoes. They were told to each bring at least six pairs of pointes with them. In the several days of class as well as dildo practice they have already been through several pairs each. I had let them know they will be more susceptible to injury from thrust-drop during ballet-sex when wearing paste pointes and advised heavily padding their toes which they seem to have taken to heart. We will see how that goes as they haven’t been paired with the men yet, so they have had no opportunity to experience thrust-drop.

Forced condom shedding: One of the tricks I teach young women is how to force a properly sized and correctly worn condom to slide off an erect penis and it can be practiced in almost any position if the couple’s anatomies are such that he can reach deep into her anterior fornix. The male training partners will be on performance enhancers to minimize any lack of focus and penis wilting during training encounters. The woman wears a latex flat spring rim diaphragm because of the stability of the rim and as I mentioned the man must be long enough to reach to the bottom of her anterior fornix.  When her condom wearing partner is aroused and producing pre-ejaculate that is contained in the reservoir tip he thinks he is safe and even if he is aware she is wearing a diaphragm (which many men aren’t) he believes he is safe from accidently impregnating her should her diaphragm leak.

The process that causes him to slide out of a properly worn condom is that with a latex flat spring diaphragm the rubber dome is stretched very tightly over the tip of the cervix when he thrusts deep into her anterior fornix. The 360° pressure on his glans from him forcing the stretchy latex into her fornix will flatten and squeeze the reservoir tip forcing the pre-cum and ejaculate down over his glans and the shaft of his erection allowing him after a few thrusts to slide out of his protective sheath. At that point even if he realizes he is unprotected it is usually too late to withdraw and he almost always inseminates her. While the men will know the government women they are helping train are on hormonal contraception my partners have told me that when a condom slips off it is always scary, but most seem to enjoy knowing their partner will be draining his liquefied semen.  

Soloing a venting tank, tutoring Terry

Soloing a venting the tank after a burst disc rupture

The picture: The lovely dive art of the artist HD, with permission.  The picture is entitled Death Spiral and shows me after accidently setting off the heat-pack causing a burst disc rupture venting my tank while solo diving something I’ve cautioned others to never do. Fortunately I survived, but the experience could have easily been fatal if the spiraling tank had forced me head first into the rock wall.

Even with all my warnings to others about not trying to ride a venting tank solo I tried it - unintentionally - while wearing a 2 mm dive skin and hood - in the new deep water location, and got bounced and tumbled on the seaweed covered bottom before I could get out of the harness and to the surface. I was fortunate I didn’t lose my mask. Nothing more than a really scary minute or so with some tears in the neoprene and no sex involved. I shouldn’t have used a tank with a heat-pack attached when I was solo diving in the area of the aquifer outflow in the cove where the current forced me against the aquifer outflow depression wall triggering the heat-pack. My God! I had such an adrenaline high I needed sex afterward to help me come down slowly otherwise I get really depressed coming off that massive a high.

Tutoring Terry: Just because Terrance is in chastity (of a sort) until I take his virginity from him on the main altar during celebration of the Summer Solstice at the ancient holy site at Location Z does not mean his education in the delights of female companionship hasn’t begun. After ballet class Bea, Willow or I will take him into an encounter salle while we are still sweaty from class so he will become familiar with the scent of estrogenic musk mixed with the bouquet of a woman’s sweat, shampoo, soap and perfume which he is familiar with from his ballet training in the UK. There we school him in the technique of pleasuring a woman with his tongue; the clitoral orgasm and the taste of her natural lubricant the weeps from her vaginal walls and labia during arousal from cunilingus. If he performs satisfactorily we reward him with fellatio. While he has masturbated since puberty he’d never had a woman suck him off (amazing since he has such a glorious body and has been around teen ballet girls for years) so having his frenulum caressed by a woman’s tongue and squirting his load down our throats was and so far continues to be an amazing experience for him.

Breastfeeding and pointe-shoes: I was concerned that he wouldn’t like breast milk, but he loves breastfeeding I did have to tell him to come to my breasts freshly shaved as even at 17 he has stiff stubble which is like sandpaper. He develops marvelous suction being able to empty my breasts quickly and expertly while getting my vaginal secretions flowing wetting my thighs. and turning my legs to jelly .So  now my tutoring sessions begin with have him breastfeed before giving me cunilingus and a clitoral orgasm with his tongue. I’m CD16 today and Luteal. I ovulated two days ago so I’m safe from pregnancy until next cycle, not that I need to worry about that from Terry before the 21^st, but other lovers are keeping me filled with live sperm and not to break routine I continue to wear a latex flat spring diaphragm since it is possible, but not likely, that I could start bleeding early.  

When I’m tutoring Terry he seems fascinated with my legs and pointe shoes, I’m wearing old Gaynors as they are quieter, provide better support, are more comfortable and last far longer than most other maker’s pointes and they are already stained with stage grime so being splattered with my vaginal secretions or his semen (if I (drool) or breast milk (if he drools), it’s no big deal. I think he may have a thing for women’s feet and especially pointe shoes as I’ve seen him fondling and sniffing Bea’s and Willow’s Gaynors as well as mine and I’m waiting for him to ask for a pair of mine. If he asks I won’t give them to him. Only Jack gets pairs of my damp smelly Gaynors as talismans of my affection, but Bea or Willow probably would if he asks.

Blue Balls: We’ve learned to reward Terry with BJs only after ballet class otherwise his stamina suffers, but he should be able to overcome that with more practice.  I had first thought to put him right back into his Access Denied chastity cup w/o providing him sexual release, but without relief he would get ‘Blue Balls’ [or ‘lover’s nuts’, a slang term for the condition of temporary fluid congestion (vasocongestion) in the testicles accompanied by testicular pain, caused by prolonged and unsatisfied sexual arousal in the human male.] and was so uncomfortable after giving the woman tutoring him her pleasure that it was only right to give him relief. I’m a masochist not a sadist and none of us got pleasure watching him suffer. Besides it could warp his opinion - which is still being formed - of women and cause him to take his pleasure first which in my opinion is a bad sign in a man. There are women sadists, but that’s a lesson we don’t intend to teach.  He is a delight to be around is a quick study and has done everything asked of him so rather than let him suffer with lovers nuts his tutor will suck him off before putting him back in chastity.

The Summer solstice - preparation: Tomorrow, Monday June 16^th, we will be boarding Limnaea II at Charlotte Amalie, stopping at Dulles to pick up Fiona (Jacks sister) and her lover Maj. Tree then on to Inverness. We’ll be staying at Crag Abbey on Loch Ness before moving on to His Grace’s hunting lodge in the foothills of the mountains to the East of Ullapool on Loch Broom. Jack has been at the lodge in the hills above Ullapool for the last few days working on the holy site with its five altars dedicated to the Goddess Aphrodite / Venus. Chris, our male Gyn, also went on ahead to screen potential young males to be inducted into the service of Aphrodite. And I’m bringing the heavy gold collar of office I wear as High priestess of Aphrodite when conducting the men’s initiation rites.

New for this Solstice we are going to wear Gaynor pointes rather than the Freed Classics worn during earlier ceremonies at Location Z. I thought the Goddess had a prohibition against using modern materials (the unitized polymer shank and toe-box in GM pointes), but I can safely wear a Reflexions flat spring diaphragm with its stainless steel rim spring and natural rubber latex dome, so I prayed to the Goddess for guidance and I have gotten a positive response. The weather is often so wet on the mountain top that Freeds melt almost immediately so Gaynors will be far safer ceremonial footwear.

Ballet dancers, foot worship and Toe-tape

A ballerina’s feet & Freed Classics

The Photo: A Royal Ballet dancers feet showing the prominence of the toe joints after years on her toes. Beautiful feet, no bunions! You can see how the throat of the vamp just covers the toe joints so there is no pinching to limit her roll on to demi-pointe, but her knuckles are prevented from overflowing the box when she is over the front edge of her platforms. It takes a lot of effort to keep a dancer’s feet in excellent condition after the punishment they are subjected to on a daily basis.

Ballet and foot worship: Foot worship goes back at least as far back as the 10^th or 11^th centuries in Imperial China and binding of women’s feet into the lotus shape thought beautiful at the time. It also restricted the woman’s movement something the men undoubtedly found convenient, for them.  Fast forward 900 years to 1842 in Russia where, after Marie Taglioni’s (April 23, 1804 – April 24, 1884) last performance in the country and at the height of the "cult of the ballerina", a pair of her pointe shoes were sold for two hundred rubles, to be cooked, served with a sauce and eaten by a group of balletomanes. While it may not be common knowledge the status of the ballerina as a goddess of foot worship is still very much alive and well in the 21^st century.

I am routinely asked for my old dead pointes, but I burn them when the deshanked ones are no longer suitable for class. Otherwise I’d be continually posting dead pairs off to some man to masturbate in, not that there’s anything wrong with that… what ever works is ok with me. As it is we have guys go dumpster diving looking for old shoes. Of course some other dancers do give away dead shoes and throw away old semen stained leotards and tights too. I’m not interested in stopping the collection of women’s soiled dancewear by fetishists. I’m just not going to help add to some collectors cum rags.

Morning Wood and Jenna’s feet: Marvin has never metatarsal he didn’t like. He always wants to play with Jenna’s (and therefore my) feet and suck my toes as foreplay, which would be fine if my feet were an erogenous zone for me, but not so much in reality. I’d much rather him milk me or insert two fingers inside me and  fondle my G-spot through the thin stretchy latex dome of my Reflexions.

Toe-tape a new Mini-club: Our Casino/Resort has opened ‘Toe-tape’, a ballet club for adventuresome young women who want to show off their feet and legs for admiring men. I know the name sounds like it should be a Chick band, but we tested it and found it’s the sort of name that appeals to young highly motivated female dancers craving excitement.

There is a dress code of sorts, for women, but only one hard and fast rule. All women must be wearing and able to walk confidently in pointe shoes. That  prevents women who can only wear ballet-boots from monopolizing the club when they don’t have the skill and training to confidently wear pointes and women in ballet-boots have the Boot Bar which is just down the arcade at Naughty’s from Toe-tape. You would think that after a hard day on their feet or in pointe class that would be a turn-off, but that’s not the case. The sort of women Toe-tape attracts are the ones who want to flaunt their skill in pointe shoes from years of ballet training and are willing to stand the discomfort while seeking male companionship using their feet and legs in addition to other feminine assets to attract admirers. It turns out there are a surprising number of us who fit that description.

Other requirements for patrons of Toe-tape are: Guests must be at least eighteen and have a current and negative full STI panel on file. The STI panel is a hurdle some prospective members struggle with initially, but when it’s explained that it is for the guest’s protection as much as the club’s liability almost all consent and provide one. And since most of the girls have had a condom burst or come off inside them they understand the need if casual sex is to be available on premises. There is no cover charge for women, but there is a fifteen dollar charge for men and leg men willingly pay it. There are s few busty statuesque chorus girls in pointes who come in, but the ballet crowd is much smaller 5 feet 5 inches on average with slim hips and high firm breasts.

I’ve had Anna taking the girls to Toe-tape after they finish work with their assigned escort trainees just to add some teen blood in the mix. Bea’s ID showing she’s eighteen is excellent so she has had no trouble getting in and has been very popular with some conventioneers in town who were thinking ahead and were tested for STIs  before coming to Vegas. Do we believe the paper they give us? No we don’t, but we hack the computers of the labs the reports supposedly come from to check and so far no male guest has tried to pass bad paper.

Pointe shoes at Toe-tape: No matter which maker and style pointes the guests wear to perform or take class in almost all wear Gaynor Minden pre-arched hard shanked shoes when they come to Toe-tape because no one when a guest here is concerned with proper classical technique, we all want our feet to be well supported and as comfy en pointe as possible while we enjoy casual sex with  Mr. right now.

 

The tease, the altar ego and an ANR

Teasing Marvin in a pair of my old Gaynors

The photo: Me introducing “Morning Wood” to Gaynor Minden pointes teasing him with the ribbons – tying my feet into my shoes which he thinks of as ‘ballet bondage’ - before our first ballet-sex encounter with me wearing them. He understands as few other men have how important wearing pointes is for me as they boost my confidence exponentially.

Dissociative Identity Disorder (Multiple Personality Disorder): After watching Brad switch, change personalities, from his vanilla in-charge self when he is the professional psychiatrist helping me understand my new role as a sexual libertine, to his kinky identity when he is a asexually assertive submissive in my thrall when I am wearing Jenna’s things I’ve concluded that he has at least two distinct personalities; the eminent psychiatrist and the love-sick sexually assertive submissive.

Marvin “Morning” Wood: For a link to an article about Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID) article click: HERE.   This article says that multiple personalities occur from some childhood trauma from which the individual is trying to protect him or her self. Nothing that Brad has told me about his childhood indicates that so perhaps he is just good at hiding it. However, I think his marvelously studly sexual  submissive identity, Marvin “Morning” Wood, began appearing shortly after his marriage to Jenna (I’ve seen letters addressed to her from Marvin Wood when he traveled so she knew of his alter ego’s obsession with her in pointe shoes) as he craved her approval for his masculinity. From what he’s said I think the ‘Morning Wood’ persona was developed fully shortly after her death as he began the search for her replacement. For the time being he seems to have settled on me and he is thoughtful and affectionate and a magnificent lover as his fetish personality suggests, and, during a sexual encounter with me as Jenna he takes directions wonderfully. I love it that when we are out together with me as Jenna he likes me to call him ‘MW’ or Woody.

He named his alter ego appropriately as I’ve never seen a harder or more ready man when he wakes and he usually needs to get off several times before his penis wilts. I’ve begun having a casino car pick me up at his place when I sleep over because some of the best sex with him is in the mornings, so I need time after I shower to get myself together before leading an early morning class at the casino. I don’t think he is violent or that I’m in any danger, but I believe he wouldn’t mind if I was able to give him such an intense sexual encounter that it killed him. I think I mentioned earlier that sometimes before we have sex he is so needy he seems suicidal.

Jenna, Marvin and pointe shoes: Brad’s alter ego Marvin was so needy when I returned from Scotland! I‘ve decided to try and gradually expand his sexual experiences with me as ‘Jenna’. And because he is so into pointe shoes I think I stand the best chance of getting him accepting new things in that area of his fixation since he relied on her to show him what she liked which influenced him. Not that he is getting tired of Jenna in Bloch Alpha pointes he still lusts for her in them, but eventually her supply of Alpha shoes will be used up so this is a good time to ease and tease him into what I hope will be a strong fascination with GMs.

I’ve already begun to limit the amount of ballet-sex I’m offering him while wearing Alphas, explaining that I’ve just found Gaynor Minden shoes which are more comfy while lasting longer. He’s not concerned about the cost of her shoes, but he does appreciate her making good economic choices. So while he was cautious about loving her in GM pointes as much as in Alphas after the first several ballet-sex encounters with me on my toes in Gaynors he became a believer, because Jenna was a believer in them.

An adult nursing relationship (ANR):  I found Marvin loves breast milk. I had meant to pump my breasts before I went to Brad’s, but didn’t have time so I took the pump along thinking he might be interested in seeing me pump and perhaps would even want a taste. When I’d made the change to Jenna and unzipped the bag holding my Medela he wanted to know what I was doing. I told him I was going to pump my breasts as they were full (32 B/C cups when they are engorged) and I needed to be milked. I was about to offer him a meal at my breasts when he hung his head and asked quietly if he could please breast feed. I was amazed! It turned out that Jenna had needed all her output for their son and then as she started to wean him she refused Marvin’s request to breast feed because she was trying to stop lactating as she began getting her body back in dancing shape again.  That I hadn’t asked him was in keeping with Jenna’s earlier behavior, but when I agreed and put my pump away he was overjoyed and we lay on the couch in his living room with me on a thick soft towel to catch any nipple leakage when he hungrily latched on switching his sucking between breasts until he had emptied them.  

So an ANR is a huge plus in my favor in my role as Jenna as he is now more invested than ever in the delusion that I’m Jenna and with him developing an adult nursing relationship with me it should make my control of him more profound.  I am going to have to watch the quantity that he is taking because I don’t want my breasts to increase in size. Returning readers may remember that I’m taking meds to limit my milk supply so I don’t lose my 32B cup size and therefore my Balanchine figure. But lactating burns calories so I can eat just about anything I want and with my ballet training regimen, frequent intense sexual activity and being gently milked routinely my weight is stable at 105 lbs.

The eroticism of used pointe shoes

A toe-goddess’s gently used pointe shoes

The photo: A pair of my used pointe shoes. Once worn the shoes contain a bit of my Chi – just as the ‘death rubber’ diaphragms which I harvest from women who died while wearing their diaphragms during a sexual encounter, retain a bit of the Chi of their dead owner which I use to significantly increase my libido and possibly my sexual skills from those of the previous owner.

The used pointes will retain my Chi after they are dead and discarded unless they are consumed by fire. That’s why I burn all my dead pointes after they are no longer useful for wearing deshanked for class. The wearer’s Chi is released when the shoes are burned so none of my experiences and skill can be used by another wearer even if s/he is a sensitive. The important part for me is that no one, except someone I’m in a romantic erotic relationship with, will ever get anything, garments or shoes containing my Chi.

Souvenirs: I am constantly asked for a memento of my performances by members of the audiences or after a sexual encounter with a partner or even by readers posting comments to this blog. Except in rare instances I don’t give away anything I’ve worn or used (see above) even keeping and burning the condoms that my partner(s) and I occasionally use. When souvenirs are given by me they are new toe pads which are inexpensive if bought in the quantities we do. My only exception is my erotic gifts to my main squeeze John, Viscount Sandbach, known to frequent readers as Jack.

Misogyny, masochism and the eroticism of pointe shoes: Male interest in the female foot and footwear is as old as time. Perhaps the forerunner of the pointe shoe was foot binding in 10^th or 11^th century imperial China. The pointe shoe as we know it is a relatively new invention having a blocked toe-box and shank only in the mid 19^th century. The pointe shoes eroticism stems from the fact that while on pointe the woman looks ethereal and with her calf muscles and buttocks contracted being en pointe presents the woman’s body in the most attractive way possible.  

In addition, the pointe shoe is seen as a tangible symbol of a woman’s skill and power and increases her ability to cloud men’s minds with her exquisite femininity which pointes show off to a skilled dancer’s advantage. The pointe shoe is also seen by knowledgeable men as a symbol of the vagina because of it’s femininity and tight fit. An excellent article about fetishes and pointe shoes is “Consuming the Ballerina: Feet, Fetishism and the Pointe Shoe” by Keryn Carter (2000) in Australian Feminist Studies Vol. 15, No 31 pp. 82-90.

Some men enjoy the fact that even properly fitting and supportive pointes are uncomfortable to wear for most women and a misogynistic and sadistic man will find pointes the perfect footwear for a beautiful woman because he wants her to suffer while he takes her during rough ballet-sex. When that woman is a masochist and able to dominate him and enjoy the eroticism of her shoes giving her power over him and his sexual attention simultaneously he finds it confusing and he can get very angry unless she totally exhausts him sexually.

That’s the sort of volatile mix that I enjoy when Adolph is my partner for ballet-sex. He occasionally comes to me for release when he is very needy and abusing women won’t improve his disposition. He can be extremely dangerous and has amazing sexual stamina, but I love fucking his brains out since when sexually exhausted he turns into a marvelously obedient submissive.

Toe Goddesses and ballet-sex training: Since Willow and Andrea are my two newest wards they take up more of my time in training. Ballet-sex is one of the most popular and useful skills I teach since it shows off the woman’s body, provides her the best position to maximize her pelvic grip, demonstrates her strength and stamina to her partner and makes her feel confident and powerful. Not to mention completely pussy whipping any man who adores a strong pelvic grip and falls in thrall when ripple gripped.

Willow as a professional ballet dancer has beautiful and very strong legs, but still needs to increase her stamina for repeated acts of ballet-sex, which returning readers remember is defined as being entered from behind when standing sur les pointes a la seconde while bent over holding on to a barre, chair, table or railing with both hands. Willow’s feet and legs are strong enough that she can train for ballet-sex in pointe shoes and like most women having ballet-sex she wears hard shanked Gaynor Minden shoes which give the best support, are the most comfortable and last far longer than shoes made of traditional materials.

Andrea on the other hand while having more than seven years of pointe has never really trained hard having only at the most two 90 minute classes a week. As a result she is nowhere near ready to have ballet-sex in pointe shoes. So while she builds the strength in her feet and ankles for pointe work I’ve started her ballet-sex training with her wearing ballet-boots. Her pairs of Gepettos lightly armored boots with unitized titanium toe-boxes and shanks, replicable titanium lace-splitter heels and Inman release heel guard arrived last week and she has been wearing them around the house. She wanted to wear them to UNLV, but I said no since that would surely draw a crowd and have more men sniffing after her than she already has. She’s fertile at the moment, as am I (I’m CD9) and she is giving off breeding pheromones like you wouldn’t believe so her strutting around in ballet-boots at UNLV right now with a crowd of randy males following her would be a huge distraction; not that she wouldn’t enjoy leading them around by pheromone penis leashes.  I’m pleased to see that her fertility seems to have returned so quickly. With luck, since we train and sweat in such close proximity her cycle will synchronize with mine, as my other wards cycles have, by the time of this years Vernal Equinox on March 20^th.

Fucked in ballet-boots: The stability of properly fitted and laced ballet-boots which allow putting most of the wearer’s weight on her heels and help stabilize her ankles while taking her partner’s thrusts allows a woman who can’t wear pointes for ballet-sex to train and enjoy the tightening of the pelvic muscles almost as tight as if she was balanced over the blocks of pointe shoes. I’ve put her on a diet to reduce calf cramping while she’s training in ballet-boots and she and Willow have now joined me running up and down a flight of 20 concrete steps that descend into one of the sub-basements of my home. That is an amazing workout and while Willow can usually follow me Andrea can only run up the steps the first time. Given her background and the time she has been training that’s quite good. I have germ wearing the heel guards while training as she is sometimes lifted off her feet right now while taking her partner’s trusts and I don’t want her moving a foot and driving the tip of a lace splitter heel through a partner’s foot. She’s up to taking a partner four times in an hour before her calves are so sore she has to remove her boots and have her calves massaged, but that’s significant progress. In comparison Bea, who has been wearing ballet-boots for more than two years can wear them for ballet-sex for several hours w/o her calves cramping. Of course with so much time on our toes we all have to wear negative elevation heels – or negative wedges strapped to our pointes if like me my girls wear their pointes most of the time while at home. - to prevent shortening of our Achilles tendons.

Vaginal fashion at Naughty’s: I took Willow, Andrea and the Swan twins to Naughty’s Boot Bar for the first time Sunday night to celebrate Andrea’s freedom from requiring her partners to wear condoms while her uterus healed from her termination. We all wore .3mm chlorinated latex catsuits, hoods, gloves and Gepettos lightly armored ballet-boots with lace-splitter heels. When the five of us walked in there was a hush as everyone stared and then men started coming over to introduce themselves before we were even seated. Once we were settled we let the men present their STI credentials and take the girls out to dance and have ballet-sex while the girls were in Bar-sling harnesses. In a bar sling they could plant their unguarded heels, lock their knees put their weight on their heels and the harness and let the men they had chosen open their relief zippers and insert fingers to see what a young toe-goddess was wearing as vaginal fashion. The girls were all wearing 22mm FemCaps and I had an Oves screwed down tight on my cervix. I had double bagged with a latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm since I was sure I would become fertile in the next 8 hours.

I was offered an encounter by a lovely married man who was in town for a conference. He was a considerate and knowledgeable lover. When he opened my relief zipper and inserted two fingers he immediately recognized that I had a latex flat spring diaphragm inserted and said his wife wears a silicone All-Flex. He was so complimentary about my muscle control when he faded and I brought him back from the dead - while I whispered in his ear telling him how strong and handsome he was - to a marvelously hard and thick erection and a massive ejaculation that was draining out of me as he was still pumping more in. He said he hadn’t had sex in weeks as his wife was about to deliver another daughter, their third, and he intended to try for a boy next time.  He was so proud of his family and I wondered if he accidently impregnated me if I could give him a boy. It was best for both of us not to go there and I said nothing, though I did take his phone number and gave him the number for my PA who handles all my incoming calls. He was a really sweet man even though he was cheating… and I was pleased to have given him some relief and enjoyed him sharing his body with me. The girls and I all returned home sated and draining fresh semen. It was such a lovely evening!

 

Pointe shoes: Behind the scenes at NYCB, Happy New Year!

Well and lovingly used Grishko shoes

A wonderful New York Times blog post. This is an excellent article with lovely photos. A great way to end my 2013 Blog year.  To read the article click HERE.

Wishing all my friends and readers the  

Happiest of New Years!

 

Toe pads and their uses

Some of the toe pads I wear with pointe shoes and ballet boots.

The photo: Shows a selection of my toe pads: gel Bloch and Bunheads (Ouch Pouch), wool and the blue Eurotard elastic polymer. The Eurotard pads tear easily and are very hot. I prefer the Ouch Pouch which I change when I change pointes if I’m wearing Gaynor Mindens because the polymer blocks make the feet sweat so much more than the paste and hessian blocks of my performance shoes, Freed Classics.

Toe pads uses other than for toe protection:  

Souvenirs/favors: Toe pads make great souvenirs for giving by dancers in strip shows where the dancers have multiple shoe changes especially where they are using crossed elastics and not ribbons for speed changes in contemporary ballets. Tossing soggy toe pads one at a time into the audience can cause a riot with guys fighting one another for the talisman of a favorite stripper. Toe pads are a lot cheaper than giving away a pair of pointe shoes regardless of how dead they are as the shoes can always be worn for class and rehearsals. And the lucky guys can slip the pads in their pockets to fondle or suck on at their leisure rather than getting strange looks while carrying a pointe shoe around in the casino.  Commercial priced Bunheads are about $20 USD per pair and Eurotard is about $17 USD per pair. However, buying Ouch Pouch pads in bulk we get a deep discount.

Ejaculation cups: The Eurotard and similar pads of elastic polymer can be used when a dancer or her Dom wants her in pointes with her toes submerged in his semen. For this use they work better in ballet boots since as long as the wearer’s boots are vertical with the platforms pointing down the semen won’t spill as it does when worn in pointe shoes and the wearer isn’t on her toes.

The down side of this for the inseminated pads wearing dancer is that her pads are already soaked with fluid so prolonged wear can soften the calluses of a professional dancer which can be a problem if they soften to the point that they begin to slough off and leave her w/o sufficient callus build up for a busy performance schedule w/o taping her toes. It’s usually not worth the trouble for a professional to let a lover inseminate her toe pads before a performance even if there will be a quick shoe change and dry pads after a few minutes on her toes.

Doms into gags: Doms can use a Sub’s sweaty pads as a gag using her alignment belt or TheraBand tied around her head and open mouth to hold the pads in place while he fucks her brains out.

Submissives into toe cheese: A Submissive man into women’s scent and secretions can suck the sweat and her unique brand of toe cheese (dead skin cells, nail polish chips, toe-tape adhesive residue and tights lint occasionally fortified by puss or blood from a blister or spiced by the tang of liniment) out of a pair of freshly worn pads especially if his mistress was wearing Gaynors so her pads are very soggy with estrogenic sweat.

TheraBands: One of a dancer’s rarely mentioned exercise tools is the TheraBand. It’s a 4 inch wide latex strip, a resistive exercise band that comes in 8 color coded resistance levels. I always have a green or blue TheraBand in my dance bag so I can do ankle exercises while I’m sitting on the floor waiting my turn to rehearse or on a plane flying somewhere. We generally cut our Thera-bands in 9 foot lengths.  

Spring Mountains snow: As this was being written (on 11-23-2013, Saturday afternoon) it was snowing in the higher elevations of the Spring Mountains while it was in the low 40s and raining here in town. In the 40s is good weather to wear latex and leather as the clubs can drop their temps w/o using a/c by decreasing heating and just piping in outside air. Since they were calling for temps in the low 50s and rain the next day too we could have had significant accumulation in the mountains. Fortunately the snow line was well above my home, but there was sleet at home and tricky getting home from work. My Subaru Forrester with AWD is good on the roads but ice is scary. It’s all gone now except for snow an area of the peaks north of Mt. Charleston.

The eroticism of pointe shoes

A student in Suffolk Solo training pointes

Power Pointe: I love wearing pointe-shoes both to perform in and in my personal life! When in pointes I’m confident and love the feel of the snug blocks confining my feet. I know my legs look their best when I’m on my toes and revel in the power they give me over men. I’m teaching a class for ballet students this semester at St Lucy’s (Pointes and Covert Seduction) in which I show the girls how to seduce men by wearing toe-shoes when they will be around men they want to attract. It’s not that difficult really if the woman is skilled in wearing them. Just several pairs of old, nearly dead, shoes that have been pancaked to clean them up a bit so they are comfortable and presentable to wear on casual dates. If the woman has the money wearing Gaynor pointes in her social life is more comfortable and she doesn’t have to worry about the blocks melting or crushing the shanks if she wants to go en pointe to show off her legs after hours wearing them on a date.

Most men can be led around mentally by their penises if a woman is skilled enough. The little brains between their legs can be enticed to do almost anything by a pretty woman if he thinks she will let him get into her panties. One of the most acceptable ways to mind-fuck a man is by wearing attractive clothing. One highly attractive item is footwear and at the top of the erotic footwear list are pointe-shoes because they make girls legs extremely attractive by lengthening the line of the leg and showing off contracted calves. Although ballet dancers know how effective wearing pointes can be for other women toe-shoes are underused resources because of their seeming perversity. Women w/o pointe training find it impossible to wear even de-shanked shoes comfortably and wearing shanked shoes confidently and expertly requires years of training. The required commitment of money, time and training limits the pool of women who can fully utilize the erotic potential of pointes in controlling men.

Toe pads and toe cheese: Another aspect of a pointe fetish that fascinates some men is the toe pads we wear in our shoes. My toes are toughened by years of wearing pointes. Even so I have my shoes fitted while wearing pads so that when my feet swell during my periods I can still wear my shoes comfortably to perform or play in. An aspect of toe pads that men seem to like is the ability to ejaculate in silicone lined pads, think Ouch Pouch, where their seed won’t soak in so the full 5 or 6 ml will be available to squish between the woman’s toes when she puts them on and holds them in place with the convertible feet of her tights. After she takes class or performs in semen filled pads her lover can turn them inside-out and suck the toe cheese out which consists of dead skin cells, sweat, semen residue, toe polish chips, lint and adhesive residue from toe tape and occasionally blood, pus and liniment which can give the cheese a spicy taste. While wearing semen filled pads can be erotic the down side is that the fluid can soften calluses and cause pressure problems if the woman does it too often.

Shoes of traditional materials for training: Readers know how much I love Gaynor Mindens with their unitized polymer shank and padded toe boxes, but the best shoes for training students are ones made with traditional materials hessian, paper, satin, leather and paste. A student needs to know how to make the blocks and shanks of her traditionally made shoes last and what it feels like when the blocks begin to melt as her sweat softens the paste and the shoes no longer provide proper support. There is also the scent of shoes made of traditional materials when damp with estrogenic sweat that some men find alluring; especially when his partner’s calves are on his shoulders, or her feet are by her ears where he can enjoy the full bouquet while he is thrusting deep into her flat belly.

Reproductive health services and AST training

Pointe shoes can be effective defensive weapons

The photo: Platforms of a pair of well used pointes made of traditional materials. I think this image is so lovely as it is evocative of both the beauty of the shoes design and the extensive training required to wear them confidently and successfully. The working ends of pointes can also be extremely effective defensive weapons if the wearer has the courage to fight her attacker.

St Lucy’s and reproductive health services: As returning readers know, St Lucy’s is a Catholic school. However its primary endowment came from an alumna, the widow of a very successful newspaper publisher. The trust she established invested the funds very wisely over the years so that while the school is only tiny part of the Catholic higher education community in the U.S. the size of its endowment approaches that of Harvard.

Anyone who has been paying attention to the U.S media recently knows, as part of the Affordable Health Care Act contraceptives are now required by HHS to be provided free of charge by an employer for its staff and this applies to students of educational institutions as well, if insurance is offered. This has caused some concern among religious institutions that have moral objections to the use of birth control and related reproductive services.

Because of the change to a more liberal curriculum at St Lucy’s after Vatican II (1962-1965) it became apparent that a full range of reproductive health services would be necessary some of which would fall outside strictly interpreted tenets of the Catholic Church. So the way St Lucy’s endowment was structured the portion of the annual budget for St Lucy’s that covers staff and student insurance is funded separately so they have insurance options that cover the full range of reproductive health services from birth control to abortion. That prevents elderly, celibate, male churchmen from attempting to control the reproductive lives of sexually active young women and their teachers. As one woman said, “You don’t play the game, you don’t make the rules”

Students and ballet sex: Since Advanced Sexual Techniques is an elective it doesn’t affect a students GPA. However, it can have a major impact on her competitiveness and self confidence. If she doesn’t do well in AST she probably will be a ‘Mila Vanilla’ and just raise babies for some guy in the South or Mid-West. Not that that’s a bad thing, it’s just not the confident assertive sexually liberated women that St Lucy’s prides itself in turning out. AST candidates are initially self selected then screened as there are far more students wanting to take the course than there are places in class. Because of the heavy interest in and use of pointe footwear, toe-shoes and ballet boots, this year at least 4 years of pointe is a requirement and 16 is the minimum age, though we did make an exception for Cyndi when she was 15 because of her skill and assertiveness. It is rare that a 15 y/o can hold her own with a class of 16 and 17 y/os but Cyndi excelled in all aspects of the course to the frustration of some of the older girls.

One of the exams this spring – just before Spring Break - involves having sex standing in ballet-boots either taken from the front or entered from behind. So my AST students have all been fitted for a pair of Gepetto’s standard quality ballet boots. The $2,500 over the calf lace-ups with unitized stamped titanium toe boxes and shank assemblies and heavy leather uppers that when properly fitted and snugly laced prevent spraining or breaking an ankle. That boot has no armor and standard laces so a rival with bladed heels could slit the student’s laces or puncture her instep with a heel, so they shouldn’t be worn in local fetish clubs. But bladed heel boots – which are illegal anyway – are prohibited in the dorms or training areas so they are quite safe for AST training. Cyndi keeps her pairs of armored bladed fighting boots at my place rather than risk getting caught with them in her dorm room.

The trick of course is to have the boots made very snug so that when tightly laced across the instep the pointed foot is wedged between the shank assembly and the boot tongue and lacing which keeps the toes (in gel pads and tights) off the silicone rubber padding in the boots tip that will, when the weight is put on the foot, take a bit of the wearer’s weight. Then, when the weight is removed, push the instep back up a bit removing most of the weight off the toes. Lacing is critical for proper fit so the laces are made from a nylon that will not shrink or stretch which guarantees that when the boots are laced correctly the fit won’t change during that wearing. I’ve had my students practicing in traditionally made pointe shoes. The pair pictured at the top of this entry belongs to one of my students who is training in them. If a girl can control her legs so she doesn’t get rubber-legged and her knees and ankles give way when she reaches orgasm she should be fine. The students are videoed as well as wear a wireless telemetry unit that measures heart rate, blood pressure, strength of vaginal contractions and respiration among other things so it is almost impossible to fake an orgasm during the exam.

Frenulum damage: Something Pirate (who provides the ‘lab partners’ for AST training exercises and exams, and I talked about this semester is that he should provide only circumcised men for AST. That’s because two uncut lab partners tore their frenulums last semester during ballet sex lab exercises. I think it was because not only were the students en pointe with their vaginals clenched while their partners were inside them, but when they orgasmed their muscular contractions approached the strength of a woman with vaginismus and the guys thrust into one of their super strong contractions. The fact that both men were wearing condoms (which burst) at the time and the women were well lubricated with DiveGel+ suggests that neither wearing a sheath nor being well lubed will protect an uncut man thrusting during his partner’s extreme contractions.

Compartmentalization: One of the things I teach in AST is mental compartmentalization so that my students can block out thinking about wearing the telemetry unit and any discomfort from balancing on their pointes while taking their partner’s thrusts. That way they can concentrate on working with their partners to have the best orgasm they can. Once a student can orgasm while balanced on her toes in pointe shoes doing so in ballet-boots is far easier as there is major support from the heel and the tight leather boot shaft supports her ankles reducing the effort needed to prevent falling off pointe while being thrust into.

Other happenings of interest:

Birth Control and the single woman: “It used to be called illegitimacy. Now it is the new normal. After steadily rising for five decades, the share of children born to unmarried women has crossed a threshold: more than half of births to American women under 30 occur outside marriage.” The full article from the NYT can be found HERE.

Empowering the 21st Century American woman is all very well, but if she isn’t taught to effectively control her own fertility much of that empowerment is for naught should she become a single-mom. One of the things St Lucy’s prides itself on is that our students are taught not only to excel academically, but to control their own fertility and use their physical charms to advance their careers and social positions and then have children if they want a family.

FCC bars LightSquared broadband service: I don’t usually comment on techie things, but in this instance I have a dog in the fight. “A proposed wireless broadband network that would provide voice and Internet service using airwaves once reserved for satellite-telephone transmissions should be shelved because it interferes with GPS technology, the Federal Communications Commission said Tuesday.” The NYT article can be read HERE

One of the locations where field tests were made to measure the amount of interference with GPS signals was here in Vegas and the pilots of my G550 said there is significant interference with GPS receivers as they are designed now. Use of frequencies near GPS bands would severely impact civil aviation as well as the U.S. military. Not a good thing!

Casino boardroom struggle goes public: And of local interest: Wynn Board Forcibly Buys out Founder. Wynn Resorts for God’s sake! The article can be read HERE

Virgin Gorda, other’s misfortune and me

A woman before the dive on which she miscarried

Others misfortune and me: Having recently found that I’m descended from ancient British roots on both sides of my family I think that my genetic heritage may explain why I have the cravings for thrills and risk taking I do. For more about that see my January 9, 2012 post: The Winter Solstice and other Holidays.

Some time ago a good friend and faithful reader asked why I crave taking risks for thrills and write about violence, death and tragedy. It’s taken me a while to think about that and until recently I wasn’t sure I had an answer. My therapist (unaware of my family history until recently) thought I had a death wish because I seem to gravitate to the most extreme sexual encounters involving breathplay while wearing a gasmask and rebreather bag or during dive-sex or some other bizarre sexual encounter to get my thrills and he’s still not entirely convinced otherwise.

By wearing pointe shoes as standard footwear (a fairly harmless kink) while at work as my ballet companies AD and choreographer or in the boardroom of the company I own and even while shopping I’m not only able to enjoy my pointe-shoe fetish in public, but have developed a public persona that projects my artistic ability. While within the business community my rivals who thought the ‘cunt in toe-shoes’ would be a pushover discovered how wrong they were when I handed them their asses in one business deal after another when the real-estate and casino bubble burst here four years ago.

My shrink still thinks my fetish for wearing ‘death rubber’ (which I’ve managed to collect from the bodies of women who died during sexual encounters) reflects my need to make up for the loss of my mother when I was a child. He sees my belief that the dead owner’s Chi (which still inhabits such an intimate rubber device) provides me with her spiritual protection when I insert it in my vagina, as a psychological coping device which calms my fears and gives me confidence in my ability to get through dangerous situations safely. I think there is far more to it than that since wearing death rubber seemingly has protected me from serious injury in difficult situations since I began wearing it about five years ago. I’ve been tested by endocrinologists for chemical imbalances and every test has been within ‘normal’ limits so I’m thinking my craving for danger is hereditary and I’m sensitive to the ancient beliefs that every item has certain powers that can be used by sensitives to advance their own devices and desires.

In Vegas I seem to have been passed over for the contract to tidy up after most of the Organization’s periodic efforts to discourage others from encroaching on the profitable portions of their diversified businesses. Or, perhaps they are just using more stealth and guile rather than blunt force. That’s not as much of a loss as it might first appear as I have become so busy with other projects that Organizational clean-up was becoming a problem for me. But I’m still being called when the cleanup involves women so my access to a primary source of death rubber is still in tact which I’m relieved to know.

The dangers of diving while pregnant: The men with us in the Caribbean were Chris (with Cyndi), Chuck, who is our Gyn (with Anya) and Jack (Lord John) with me. I try never to travel w/o a Gyn since we are all so sexually active especially since Chuck saved Cyndi’s life. It was nearly three years ago when Cyndi had her miscarriage while diving the cove with Chris who was then her bodyguard and lover, when she was almost 15. Long time readers may remember my writing about it at the time in my blog entry on Yahoo 360 for January 12, 2009. She was on the pill and hadn’t realized she was pregnant and while in the pit she began to cramp and hemorrhage as she miscarried. Fortunately Chris got her to the surface as we were entering the cove and Chuck was able to stop the bleeding and administer antibiotics until she could be seen by her family’s doctor who was flown in by RAF fighter jet from the UK.

This time we had The Wanton Lass IV, His Graces sailboat, that’s docked at Spanish Town meet us at Charlotte Amalie on St Thomas where we landed ‘Limnaea’, my G550, at Cyril E. King (STT) with its 7,000 ft runway, and take us around to the north side of Virgin Gorda where we anchored it in the cove as a diving platform. The next morning (after ballet class for the women) we took the Lass’s zodiac out to the yacht disappointed that another boat had come in to ‘my’ cove after dark and anchored for the night. The young couple was already in dive gear as we arrived and after a brief hello they began diving the cove as we boarded the Wanton Lass. Most of the cove bottom is sand at a depth of 60 feet after a steep drop-off from the beach except for the south western end which drops off to 100 -120 feet and has the aquifer emptying into the pit which reduces the salinity of the water there and the current has cut a deep channel that leads out of the cove to the edge of the shelf and empties into much deeper water.

After we put on our dive gear we entered the water and as we began our descent we could see the woman was in trouble and her partner was trying to get her out of the pit, but they were caught in the current. Neither of them was wearing a buoyancy compensator and were over weighted for the fresh water they found themselves in. By the time Chuck, Chris and I got to them the man had dropped his weight belt and was struggling to keep the reg in the woman’s mouth while trying to unfasten her weight belt as they were being swept into the channel and out to sea. Chris helped the man while Chuck, Jack and I grabbed the woman and we all inflated out vests to rise out of the channel so we could swim out of the current. Once we were out of the current we ascended to the surface and had the zodiac come and pick us up. We took the couple aboard the Lass and stripped off the woman’s wetsuit. She had water in her lungs but managed to get most of it out while cramping severely and passing fetal tissue.

Once she had passed the fetus and got her lungs cleared she said she had no idea she had been pregnant. From the size of the fetus it was about two or three months old. She was on Lybrel and had been taking diet pills that speeded up her metabolism which flushed the contraceptive hormones out of her body so quickly that the amount of hormones in Lybrel weren’t able to prevent her from ovulating. Chuck cleaned her up, made sure she wasn’t bleeding and gave her a five day supply of a powerful antibiotic and said she should see a doctor at a OB/Gyn clinic in Road Town on Tortola about a half days sail away to see if she needed a D&C. The couple had rented their boat at Road Town so they knew the way and began their return immediately.

Ballet sex

White Freed Classics in a tight 5th position

Toe-shoes and ballet sex:

There is Ballet sex, and there is ballet boot sex and the two are sometimes confused both being considered ballet sex (reaching orgasm while standing en pointe) by those unfamiliar with the minutiae of ballet history. Ballet boot sex is fetish sex pure and simple and its origin may date from the time of the Viennese fetish boot (circa 1900). However, ballet boots only began gaining in popularity in the 1980s and seem to be used primarily as a fetish fantasy to pose in while a very few can stand in them long enough to reach orgasm from penile-vaginal intercourse. In the case of true ballet sex the woman wears pointe shoes which make the encounter part of a long tradition the origin of which is lost in the mists of time, but probably evolved in the Foyer de la Danse of the Opera house in the Rue Le Peletier, in Paris in the late 1850s when in the evolution of the pointe shoe it had developed enough structure to allow the shoes to help support the dancer’s weight rather that just padding her toes and having to use her muscles w/o much support to stand en pointe. The Foyer de la Danse was a location for rendezvous between male ballet supporters and their favorite dancers. Edgar Degas immortalized the location in his painting ‘The Foyer de la Danse at the Opéra in the Rue Le Peletier’ now in the Musée d'Orsay in Paris, which says this about the area: “The Foyer de la Danse was a phenomenon exclusively related to the Paris Opera house. The Foyer de la Danse, initially in Opera house in the Rue Le Peletier [burned in 1873], and then in the Palais Garnier, was one of the most cherished places of Paris. An institution, the Foyer de la Danse in the opera house was the privileged meeting point between subscribers and dancers. It had its golden age in the decades 1820-1880. The painters Eugène Lami, Edgar Degas and Jean-Louis Forain, illustrated it during its heyday, rendering this legendary place and its inhabitants in their diverse truths which wavered between the ephemeral glory of theatre and everyday sordidness.”

The origin of ballet sex:

The use of pointe shoes for ballet sex undoubtedly came about when it was found – from the high heels worn in Paris brothels of the time – that women’s vaginas were much tighter when their heels were elevated which caused their pelvic muscles to clench. So for ballet dancers being taken in in heelless shoes it became desirable to stand en pointe to increase a lover’s pleasure by tightening his penetration experience, a natural extension of high heel sex, and an indication of the ballerina’s skill and strength in being able to be penetrated to orgasm in heelless shoes. But no one knows which dancer used it first. Additionally, since most dancers were tiny being on their toes made it easier for a man to enter them from the rear w/o having to appear to need help by standing on a small box in so grand a location or in one of the encounter sallies associated with the Foyer de la Danse. So proper ‘ballet sex’ I believe is at least 150 years old and requires a dancer with the skill to be penetrated while en pointe in toe shoes. In recent years the advent of nearly unbreakable polymer toe boxes and shanks by Gaynor Minden and it’s imitators have made it far easier for today’s skilled dancers to be taken while en pointe, but they still need the strength and stamina and ability to concentrate to prevent their ankles and knees from buckling during orgasm.

Ballet boot sex:

Ballet boots as they have come to be known since the 1980s are fetishwear used for bondage ‘training’ by locking a person, usually a submissive woman, into the boots as punishment for committing some ‘offense’ against her master or Dom. Or, used by club entertainers for walking or dancing, but only by a few who have the skill and determination to persevere in learning to wear ballet boots confidently. The great majority of ballet boot wearers only pose seated or on their backs with their pointed, booted feet in the air with only a handful of dedicated amateurs learning to walk around in them. Therefore, most sex in ballet boot is had by women on their backs or on their hands and knees taken doggie style so it is not true ballet boot sex which requires the woman to be penetrated while standing in her boots. As uncomfortable as they are to wear for prolonged lengths of time ballet boots take less skill and training to use correctly than do pointe shoes because in a correctly made pair of ballet boots most of the wearer’s weight is taken on her heels and the weight of a ballet boot wearer is never centered over her toes (over the boxes) as it should be when pointe shoes are worn correctly. The other thing about ballet boots that make them much easier to wear than pointes is that the tight leather shafts covering the boot wearer’s ankles provide a great deal of support to prevent wobbling and falling off pointe that doesn’t exist for a woman wearing pointes.

Jack on ‘the highest reaches of society’:

“The highest reaches of society presume that the best reside up there. This, of course, is not only a myth, but in the best case only partially true. While money provides people with the material trappings associated with success, there are things which money can't buy and which are often not found in the upper reaches of society - beauty, creativity, physical strength, spirituality, character all have absolutely nothing to do with the upper reaches of society. If one looks at most of the great and notable achievements throughout human history most were created by the "common folks" not the upper crust. It's only recently that creativity and arts have been rewarded with material wealth. The upper level may influence society with their wealth and power, but most of them are incapable of actually doing much aside from "giving orders". Of course, if one seeks the comforts and power associated with that elite turning oneself into a commodity of currency to this class would make sense. But there is "comfort" and there is comfort... and therein lies the differences... which most intelligent, grounded, ethical people understand... and conduct their lives accordingly.”

“The highest reaches of society presume that the best reside up there.”

As does Jack, I don’t believe that is necessarily the case nor are they more successful, depending on how an individual defines success. However, it also depends on how “best” is defined and what sort of a man a woman is seeking. The upper reaches of society are made up of the great and the good and among the great are some very unpleasant people as is the case in all levels of society. But in this moralizing I sense an unspoken - but profound - unease with a woman’s innate power to beguile men and with that power better her economic position. I think that unease is because intelligent men realize – perhaps subconsciously – that regardless of how physically or economically powerful they are they are still vulnerable to a woman’s charms and the danger that vulnerability can sometimes put them in. This battle of the sexes has gone on ever since humans began inhabiting the earth. It’s just when intimate feminine skills are taught and that fact is brought to the attention of the public that some people become uncomfortable with it and fall back on ethics and morality as reasons for a woman not to use all the skills she possesses to secure her future and that of her offspring with a willing mate.

Rave from a reader: While he felt there was room for improvement in my blog ‘The Mysterious J’ wrote: “…it certainly links the whole ballet boot fetish thing to the real world of ballet, perfection, fetish and training with the latter three being staples of the world of kink. Actually the main themes of Jill's world are an interesting mix of fetishes and Brava for that. Rubber, diving, ballet boots, bondage, plugs, "sex as a paid service", D/s, breast milk, and contraception, WOW!”

Thank you Jack!