Tuesday, January 19, 2010

An uncontrolled descent


Avon drysuit showing the inflator connector

An uncontrolled decent: This is a continuation of my entry for Monday January 18, 2010 entitled ‘A facility for disciplining women divers’ in which I wrote about my visit to Adolph’s new diver punishment facility. Returning readers will remember that he asked if I would like watch a discipline session. I was interested in seeing what one of his training sessions was like and also in seeing how well one of my Avon drysuits fit the 22 y/o he was about to take through the first discipline session held in the new facility. It was a christening of sorts since it was the model’s first time working for Adolph so I was grateful for his offer and jumped at the chance.

The girl was using a DESCO free flow FFM so we could see her face as she descended. That DESCO is not recommended for use below 30 feet, but Adolph said there was 225 feet of hose attached so in theory she could descend to the bottom, it’s just that her mask wouldn’t work properly at that depth. He introduced me to the girl, who he referred to as his ‘student’, as he helped her into the red rubber Avon. There was a second hose to her umbilical which attached to the inflator valve that fastened to the inflator port on the front of her suit. The second hose was necessary since the DESCO FFM has no low pressure connection to feed the drysuit inflator. Something I noticed right away was that the suit fit her too well, rather it was too small for her and restricted her movements, but I said nothing because Adolph had chosen the girl to fit the suit the way he wanted her to. Once she was sealed in her suit she tested the inflator and wrist dump buttons to make sure she could control the air in her suit and was satisfied that everything was working correctly.

The dive plan: The diver is a third year student at UNLV and has been a dive model for four years to earn extra money. That was the first time she had worked for Adolph and the dive plan was that she would descend to about 33 feet (about 2 atmospheres) while the cameras were videoing and stay at that depth for a few minutes operating the inflator and dump controls to test the squeeze of the suit at 2 atmospheres which would cause her to descend and ascend around the 33 foot level as air filled and emptied from her suit and then ascend. The whole thing was to take about 25 minutes submerged. She was familiar with using the inflation on a drysuit for buoyancy control so she wore no BCD, though she hadn’t worn a suit that heavy before. The Avon rubber suit is much heavier than the modern trilaminate designs. The Avon I wear weighs about 20 pounds so that’s about what the one she wore weighed.

Adolph and I went into the well first, wearing the same gear and breathing Trimix 10/70 as we had earlier in the day, and stayed on the surface while the student entered the water released air from the wrist dump valve on her left wrist and began her slow descent holding her air hoses in her right hand to make sure they were unreeling as they should. We followed her down all three equalizing the pressure in our ears and sinuses as we went. At about 15 feet we could see she had begun to pick up speed as the water pressure compressed the air in her suit so she hit her inflator to slow her descent. Nothing happened and she kept dropping faster as she struggled to get the inflator to work. At that point we were past 30 feet and her suit was starting to squeeze her as the air inside was compressed by the water pressure which began constricting her breathing and she began to squirm. I moved to help her but Adolph held me back as the cameras were recording her predicament and distress. We followed her down as she tried to open the flow valve on her mask to get more air but it was already fully open and with the suit squeezing her ribs and low pressure in her mask she began gasping for breath. At 55 feet Adolph operated a hand control that stopped the air hoses from playing out further and she began to tilt as the hoses tightened taking her weight, which couldn’t have been more than 25 pounds net – basically the weight of her drysuit - on the inflator connector and her mask causing her to tilt her head to try and prevent her mask being pulled off. She got the hoses looped around her arm and that stopped her descent at 65 feet and she hung there with 44 psi of pressure squeezing the tight rubber suit around her ribs and breathing insufficient air from the mask whose depth she had exceeded by 100%.

A breath taking experience: We watched as she gasped for air and her breaths and exhalations became shallower and further apart as she began to tire from the effort. The pressure was no longer increasing the squeeze of the constricting rubber suit, but the low pressure in her mask not only couldn’t force enough air into her lungs but couldn’t keep the water pressure from pushing her face deeper into the mask until her nose was flattened against the faceplate. She stopped breathing and the hoses slipped off her arm. She was hanging by her inflator hose and her air hose was pulling the mask off her face when Adolph swam over and caught her and we hit the fill buttons on our BCDs and started for the surface. By the time we got to 30 feet the squeeze of her suit had lessened its grip. There was enough air getting to her mask and she was breathing again and the water pressure was no longer pressing her face into the mask crushing her nose. When we got to the surface the student had her nerves mostly under control and after several shots of vodka Adolph helped her out of the heavy red rubber while cams videoed the bruises that covered her body from the squeeze of the suit. A doctor and EMT crew was standing by and took her to a small medical facility in a suite next to the training facility. It turned out the water pressure had cracked three of her ribs so she won’t be diving until her bruises and ribs heal. Amazingly she is said she wants to work for Adolph again. Go figure! She is defiantly a masochist!

A reader’s questions: Eric, a good friend and returning reader asked; “Could you explain … what it is about discipline that makes some people use it as fetish? Also, how does Adolph do his discipline sessions that deep?”

To get a valid answer the question about discipline needs to be asked of a Dom. Even then you would probably get as many different answers as the number of Doms asked. For what it’s worth, I think the use of discipline is a major part of the Dom/Sub subculture where power is demonstrated by ‘training’ used to show a dominant’s control over one of his or her submissives. In that regard, any infraction, however slight, of the agreed upon rules for the D/S relationship is met with ‘training’ or ‘discipline.’ Often the Dom is a sadist and the Sub is a masochist so they feed on one another, both enjoying their individual roles in the encounter. A rubber fetish is an excellent medium in which to institute discipline since even under the best conditions many women dislike wearing rubber encasement suits because they are difficult to get into, can be claustrophobic, are uncomfortably tight are hot etc. In addition, there are an amazing number of ways to misuse rubber encasement suits to hurt the wearer while she is encased in a gleaming slippery rubber second skin that can be used to hide or display the curves on even the softest parts of women’s bodies.

I don’t think Adolph has thought about all the possibilities a 200 foot discipline facility gives him. A lot of the things that come to mind that the facility is capable of are extremely dangerous some fatal and Adolph isn’t the sort who cares, especially if the trainee demonstrates extreme pain or horror on the way to the conclusion of the discipline session. Young women to him are a commodity. “I’ll have a half-dozen blond 17 y/o virgins please.” I know, I know, a half-dozen 17 y/o blond virgins may take a while to assemble, but that’s how he looks at submissive females. Sigh!

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