A lesbian abortion and harness fucking

Double valve aspirator and cannula for a manual vacuum abortion

The photo: The working end of a manual vacuum abortion (MVA) machine showing the double valve aspirator and the cannula that is inserted through the cervix into the uterus to suck out the reproductive tissue.

A manual vacuum abortion: Returning readers will remember that in my March 19, 2013 post: Lesbians and breeding diaphragms, I had successfully inseminated an Air Force officer with Brian’s semen, unbeknownst to Brian. She wanted to get out of the service and thought pregnancy was the quickest way to do that.  Unfortunately she and her partner, a UNLV grad student, broke up soon after she found she had conceived and she was left with a decision to make. She decided to abort because the results of the selection boards came out and she will be promoted to Major and she is being transferred to the Middle East. She came in to the clinic several weeks ago for her vacuum aspiration. I sat with her during the procedure and she did very well. She was not the least bit depressed. Actually she is happy it’s over with (she was hardly 5 weeks along) and is looking forward to her new assignment. Now Brian won’t be a new father, at least in this instance. Callisto, his wife, keeps in touch and says his scare with Mumps is beginning to wear off and he is starting to enjoy the charms of some of his students again. The trip from LA to Vegas isn’t that far so I need to be careful that he doesn’t begin stalking Bea. 

Bea’s ease: As I mentioned in an earlier post I had Bea fitted for a glamour harness. She took a small as do most of the women fitted for glamour harnesses to wear in the Sling Bar. Before she could use it she needed ID that showed her being at least 21. It’s not that she doesn’t look it, when made up, she does. She has no baby fat on her, lovely tight buns, flat belly, full, but small high breasts, high cheek bones, beautiful long legs and a glorious smile. She has a bedroom voice and can hold back her bubbly personality so she appears far older than she actually is, but the less she talks the safer she will be.  All we needed was high quality ID that says she is 21 and we got it through a Chinese ID website that’s plenty good to get her through screening to register her STI panel results at Naughty’s and she is on my casino credit card, but with a limit so she can’t buy a Lamborghini with it. So now she can sample the male delights available at Naughty’s. What she shouldn’t do is drink alcohol because she will revert back to being a teen. It’s a good thing she doesn’t like the way alcohol affects her so she won’t drink it, but goes for sodas instead. I’ve never seen anyone so apparently at ease and confident on her first Sling Bar encounter with a man as Bea seemed to be.

Harness-fuck shoes: This past week I went with her on her first male encounter at the Sling Bar and we brought along two of Pirate’s best male escorts as our partners to familiarize them with harness fucking and to make sure we all had a really good time. Bea and I strayed a bit from one of the unwritten rules of Sling Bar footwear for women by both wearing pink satin GM pointes with sueded tips to prevent slipping in our own and other bar patron’s coitial discharge. Although the Sling Bar is quite new women patrons typically wear sandals or shoes they don’t mind getting wet and stained. Our GMs were the sort we wear for ballet-sex, hard shanked and not new, they had been pancaked several times to hide the semen stains so I suppose in that sense we were still following the spirit of the rules. 

Evacuating domes and harness-wear: We stopped at registration where they check age, STI status and having a credit card on file then moved to the dressing rooms. We were both in the follicular portion of our cycles CD8 and 9 and about to become fertile so the first thing we did after disrobing down to our lingerie was to make certain that our Reflexions FS diaphragms were properly positioned. She applied fresh DiveGel+ spermicide in the dome and since I’d had a bareback escort trainee just a few hours before and was still draining his seed I just inserted 5 ml of DiveGel+ from a prefilled disposable applicator pushing the tip up against my latex sheathed cervix depressed the plunger and I was good to go. 

Then it was time to pump down the domes of our latex diaphragms. Returning readers will remember that some woman with prominent pelvic ledges and soft deep vaginal rugae can increase the vacuum in the domes of their diaphragms by squatting and pushing down, as though having a BM. Performing that movement several times pushes the cervix lower in the vagina and further into the dome of her diaphragm which is held firmly in place behind her cervix and against her pubic ledge so any air still in the folds of the dome is squeezed out and the strengthened vacuum pulls the stretchy latex into the anterior fornix. The squat and push maneuver won’t develop as strong a vacuum as a cycle session in a multi bed hyperbaric chamber, but you can feel pressure as the collapsed dome grips the cervix. It is a very comforting feeling for  women  such as Bea and I who depend on a tightly sealed dome for contraceptive protection.  After that we changed into our harness wear; side-tie thongs and front closure bras, buckled ourselves into our harnesses and checked each other’s gear to make sure the straps were not twisted and were correctly fastened. Then we were ready for prime-time.

Down the red carpet: I let Bea go first and watched her through a small viewing window. I had texted her escort to enter the bull pen, as the area where the available men stand is called. If you are going to the Sling Bar as a couple you don’t want your partner entering the bull pen too soon as he might get selected by the woman walking down the carpet ahead of you. Tradition, such as it is in so new sex venue, is that once selected a man can’t refuse. He can refuse of course, but it would ruin his reputation at the casino and probably around town as a swinger.

So Bea walked down the red carpet and an appreciative mummer went up from the men hoping to be chosen. She seemed to glow with all the attention she was getting from the lusting men. She handled it well strutting down the carpet en pointe to show off her legs and tightly clinched buns. She selected her man to sighs from the unselected and then disappeared into the bar area through a padded door.  I had texted my partner for the evening and after I saw him in the bull pen I rolled up on to pointe and began my strut down the catwalk. There is nothing quite like showing off your body (especially if you know you look gorgeous) in front of a group of men who are gathered for the sole purpose of being selected to fuck your brains out. There was another sigh from the other candidates as I chose my man and we disappeared into the bar.

Sex in an M-10: Bea and I had brought along Czech M-10 gasmasks, the rubber ones with the cheek filters, in our totes so we could enjoy ourselves w/o being too noisy while the men tried to fuck our brains out. Both of us can be screamers during orgasms if the men we are with are really working on our G-spots and cervixes and the partners we had chosen knew exactly what we liked!. This is especially true when we are fertile and at our most estrogenic and I and probably Bea were just about there that night. We left the cheek filters in for better noise suppression and because it made it harder to breathe during orgasm giving us a bit of asphyxia play and increased the old masks already strong smell of rubber which we both enjoy.

Our partners helped us into our M-10s over Lycra hoods we donned to prevent the masks spider from tangling in our long hair then fastened our harnesses to the cables. Before we operated our winches and rose to our partner’s hip height we helped them out of their slacks. The boys were already massively erect and weeping pre-ejaculate so we were ready to rock and roll!   I watched as Bea lifted by her winch spread her legs, positioned herself closer to her man with her legs and guided his glans up against her introits as he gripped her buns and pulled her toward him. She nodded that she was ready and with a single thrust his entire length disappeared inside her. Bea’s back arched, she gasped, moaned and screamed “Oh yes, yes, yes!” And she could easily be heard three slings down the bar as he began to establish a rhythm to his thrusts.

It was marvelous what that man was able to do for her as she hung suspended in her harness with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He kept her in a constant state of orgasm for 5 or 6 minutes at a time. Then she would have to take off her mask drink from a sports drink to replenish her electrolytes and catch her breath and towel off. Her suit was soaked and there was a puddle of water under her where the sweat had run off as he fucked her. Then he would help her back into her mask and they were off again. He knew she was, a protégé of mine, and he gave her a fucking she will never forget.  After he finished with her she couldn’t stand for 20 minutes because her legs were too weak. She just gulped sports drink as she sat in her sling with her feet on the floor and wasn’t sore then, but the next day she could hardly walk until she had a long hot soak and 800 mg of ibuprofen. But you should have seen the smile on her face!

The morning after: I was there when she removed her diaphragm the next morning and there was still a lot of coitial discharge draining out even though she had Kegeled most out before she went to bed which is pretty standard from what happened the night before. In the dome there was just fertile mucus and liquefied spermicide so the good fit, strong vacuum in the dome and the flat spring rim allowed her to safely withstand all her partners massive thrusting and repeated ejaculations.   All in all her debut as a Sling-girl was a great success!

Bea’s social education begins

A C-string invisible thong panty

The photo: The C-string panty eliminates panty lines in tight skirts and slacks and covers the head of a Penetrator plug when the wearer is performing on stage in pasties and C-string with her plug inserted.

Bea becomes my protégé: Now that I’ve taken a personal interest in her I’ve arranged for her to stay with me for training over the summer holiday as her mom is now in an acute care facility. As my protégé she will be taught all I know about seduction then be presented into society to make the most of her considerable talents. I’ll love watching her cutting a swathe through the men in society breaking hearts and mind-fucking contenders left and right as her favors are competed for. She definitely has a seriously kinky side so one of the first things is to find her a 65mm Reflexions death rubber as I’ve found the Chi of the former owner can be a huge confidence boost when I’m feeling tentative.

Bea, her Reflexions and ‘cervical grip’: Returning readers will remember that I recently wrote about fitting Bea with her first latex diaphragm, a 65mm flat spring Reflexions. The advantages of wearing a flat spring latex diaphragm are better heat transfer characteristics and it’s nearly impossible to under-thrust. Under-thrust protection is very important since she is too small for an IUD and she will be continuing her training encounters with escort candidates and possibly Brian. Also with Reflexions, on the sensual side there is the marvelous feeling that I’ll call ‘cervical grip’ when wearing it with the dome under significant vacuum while diving or pumped down in a hyperbaric chamber under positive pressure.

I hadn’t had the opportunity to take her to Adolph’s multi-bed hyperbaric chamber to see if the seal of her Reflexions was good enough that the dome would hold a strong vacuum to sustain her cervical grip until she broke the seal. Though she has deep soft vaginal rugae and it seemed to me that the rim should seal well enough to develop and retain a strong vacuum you can’t tell for sure until the individual actually puts her diaphragm under vacuum.

It wasn’t the best time for either of us since we were both on our periods. I was CD1 and flowing lightly and she was CD5 and over her heavy days for the month. But I had a patient from The Lorelei, who I was going to try and fit for a high-vac dome so time in the chamber was available and we took it. We emptied our diaphragms then reinserted making sure that they were positioned correctly and were comfortable. Then I had the chamber operator take us down slowly to 100 feet as we adjusted to the pressure and the air was squeezed out of the domes and the latex membranes were stretched over our cervixes and into our anterior fornices. Bea loved the feeling. She said it was as though her uterus was being gently pushed higher inside her, which indeed it was, slightly. It’s somewhat the same feeling a woman gets when she wears a pessary for a minor uterine prolapse, minus the pain and other side effects associated with the prolapse.

Bea kitted out for underwater sex: Now that I have more control over her training I had her kitted out for dive-sex. Fortunately she is already PADI open water qualified which saves us a world of time as we can get straight to diving with male escorts. That will be a help to the men, having Bea in their rotation as there aren’t that many St Lucy’s girls who are interested in sex underwater even in a properly equipped and well heated pool. I’ll admit a girl does have to be adventuresome and have a raging libido to enjoy dive-sex so Bea should fit right in.

I had our divemaster fit her with an Oceans Technology Systems Guardian full face mask (OTS Guardian FFM) with an ambient breathing valve (abv) that saves air when on the surface and a comm. Link so she can talk to her dive partner while under water. But the really practical thing about FFMs for dive-sex is that during orgasm you don’t have to worry about losing your reg if you open your mouth to scream which, at least for women, lets us forget about equipment and just enjoy sucking gas and our partner’s thrust technique.

Pool pointes, silicone toe-shoes with replaceable satin ribbons, come in standard U.S. women’s shoe sizes so there was no problem in having her fitted at Gepetto’s fetish shoe amd; boot boutique. The pointes came with a full set of lead platform weights from one to twenty pounds in two pound increments. Returning readers will remember the weights can be screwed onto the platforms of the buoyancy neutral shoes to hold the wearer in the vertical position under water or with the heavier weights on the bottom like a divers lead weighted boots.

Brian and the Mumps: I haven’t heard from Brian for almost a month. Callisto called today to say that he had had a very bad case of Mumps and wondered where he had gotten it since no one in his classes at the university have had it recently. I’m fairly certain that I know where he contracted it, from one of his St Lucy’s Muses though none of them presented any symptoms of the virus. A significant percentage of cases are asymptomatic and St Lucy’s did have a few presenting cases about that time even though we had all been inoculated with the measles-mumps-rubella (MMR) vaccine. Callisto said that his testicles had become swolen and very painful and that he seems to be taking a very long time to recover. Side effects are rare but can be very serious in adults. I have no way t prove it but he spent so much time privately coaching Bea that I think he probably got it from her even though she presented no symptoms and seemed in top physical condition during their repeated sexual encounters. Callisto said he has revised his schedule to cancel all travel for the rest of the academic year, which is a relief since I hadn’t decided exactly how I was going to prevent Brian privately coaching Bea as he said he intended to do and still keep him happy.

Ballet-sex and Gaynor Minden pointes

Luxe satin supple shank Gaynors as bedshoes

Advanced training for Bea: Returning readers will remember that twenty-one St Lucy’s ballet students (seven from each of the second, third and fourth year ballet students) were chosen to participate in Brian’s technique master classes. In the three weeks he was teaching at St Lucy’s he became attracted to some of the girls more than others for their grace, musicality, strong technique and a very few additionally for their amazing pelvic grip during private coaching sessions conducted immediately after his master classes. These girls he called his ‘Muses’.

Brian in thrall: During his three week residence he became obsessed with a Muse named Bea, a second year student, who excels at academics and whose physical and mental maturity and guile belie her age. She knows just what to say, how to flirt w/o seeming to and how to gently and humorously turn away unwanted advances while making the man believe she values his attention. I see a lot of myself in Bea when I was her age and so I’m working with her to expand and perfect her range of skills. She is on an academic scholarship as her mom is in poor health and of modest means so she works part time as a specialty shop assistant at Fasteners our BDSM Boutique. She has a gorgeous Balanchine body and waxes everything but her eyelashes and scalp hair so nude she actually looks far younger than she really is. She reached menarche two years ago, at thirteen, and fortunately her cycles have already stabilized into regular 29/30 day intervals with minimal discomfort during menses that Ibuprofen will take care of. She only came to my attention recently while I watched her perform in Brian’s classes and during his private coaching sessions where she handled his size and ardor with grace dignity and good humor for such a large man in so small a woman.

The Muses and bedshoes: Bea is still growing so her body might change considerably as she ages but both her parents were small and slim, so if she wants to pursue a career as a dancer/escort it would be ideal if she were to mature with her body proportions just as they are now. I’ve come to look on her as a daughter so now that Cyndi will be leaving for Oxford in the Fall I’ve decided to take Bea under my wing and teach her all I know about seduction and launch her into society so she can make the most of her talents. I’ll love watching her cutting a swathe through the men in society breaking hearts left and right as her favors are competed for.

One of the things I’m teaching Bea is the use of Gaynor Minden pointes as bedshoes which is a particularly important use for a small woman as she is now. As Brian’s Muse she wore Gaynors for support and comfort during the facet of ballet-sex where she was penetrated from behind while en pointe, which was the only position Brian could comfortably use in a ballet studio since they weren’t in an encounter salle. The reason suede tipped Gaynors are also ideal as bedshoes is because the sueded platforms provide excellent traction on bed linens even on very high thread count and satin sheets, so allow a small woman being taken in missionary by a tall man to use her pointes to increase the range of her pelvic thrusts. Even when a tiny woman has her buns on a hard pillow it is often difficult for a tall man to penetrate her easily while they are in bed as opposed to when she’s penetrated with her legs on his shoulders or while on her back on a dinner table or on a kitchen island. So Gaynors with supple shanks can be a thrust-multiplier for small women when worn as bedshoes

Our escorts perform for clients in sueded tips and Luxe satin shoes to look their very best. Typically hard shanks are used for sex en pointe and supple shanks in bedshoes. That’s what I wear and what I’m having Bea wear to train in. The Luxe satin is an additional $5 and the sueded platforms an additional $10 USD and well worth it. Of course the school buys in quantity so we get a discount. The Luxe satin is a shimmering, plush and luxurious peach satin which self-smoothes to minimize folds and wrinkles which I think is better than the standard peach satin for ballet sex encounters because it shows off the wearer’s gorgeous legs with far fewer distracting wrinkles in the satin of her shoes. The only drawback to Luxe satin shoes is that when splattered with coitial discharge then pancaked with makeup or calamine lotion to hide the stains you lose the marvelous plush glow of the satin, but stained or pancaked shoes are still good to train in

A better shoe: My readers may recall that I wrote several years ago about wearing Capezio Glisse shoes as bedshoes and coated the platforms with several coats of liquid latex for traction. Unfortunately with wear the latex peels off and the shanks of Glisse shoes can break if the woman does a lot of pelvic thrusting when under a tall man. Gaynors with sueded tips and supple shanks avoid both those problems and last far longer than Capezios so while on a per-pair basis GMs are more expensive we have found over the long term Gaynors are less expensive because even high users buy about half as many pairs. And nap on the suede platforms can be refreshed by using a suede brush.

Callisto

Jupiter as Diana seduces Callisto

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kinky Brian and a reader’s question

Dead pointes repurposed as bed shoes for Brian

Brian and menstrual sex: He is visiting this weekend because we are both fond of menstrual sex and I’m CD2 today and will be bleeding heavily today and tomorrow. Only now that he’s penetrating me outside a studio setting I’m finding that he loves having sex with women who are wearing purple pointes while they are menstruating. That’s not nearly as kinky as some of my other lovers so for me he’s almost a vanilla. Well, at least so far. He says that for him a partner wearing purple pointes symbolizes a dancer’s grace, poise and regal bearing. He also prefers taking his women to bed with them in pointes as bed shoes made of traditional materials rather than primarily polymer as Gaynors are, so he can enjoy the scent of her shoes while they are mated.

Sex in traditional materials Vs Polymer block and shank shoes: I can understand his love for strongly scented pointes of traditional materials since when he’s here we do a twenty minute barre to warm up before bedroom athletics so we are both limber for the positions he wants. The sweat from the barre activates the scent of damp fabric, leather and paste which is a bouquet I enjoy too especially when on my back with my ankles crossed under my head while he’s pounding my cervix or thrusting into my anterior fornix.

Of course for studio or encounter salle ballet-sex Gaynors are a must-have because with hard pre-arched shanks a woman can relax and put her weight on her heels and enjoy the encounter while balanced on her toes, rather than having to try holding her weight over the blocks to prevent crushing her shanks. That’s especially true for women with high arches like me who can easily destroy even some polymer shanks. Struggling to remain centered over the blocks detracts considerably from the pleasure of having ones G-spot caressed while en pointe. In Gaynors we can fully enjoy being penetrated from the rear while our pelvic muscles are clenched their tightest by being en pointe, but there is no damp leather and paste bouquet as with traditionally made shoes.

Latex diaphragms and menstruation: During my heavy days he likes me (and I assume his other conquests with whom he has menstrual sex) to wear a latex diaphragm because the flow reacts with the latex to develop a distinctive odor much quicker than with silicone and of course the dome is far softer, stretchier and transmits heat far better than silicone. The Reflexions flat spring also provides far better under-thrust protection when he is caressing his partner’s G-spot. Of course the down-side of Reflexions is that it can’t be used by couples with a latex allergy and the dome is shallower than a Milex which can hold a bit more flow before needing to be emptied. Flow volume isn’t usually a problem because with studio, encounter salle or bedroom sex the diaphragm is emptied immediately before and again after the encounter, except in the case of the very few women who have cycles so short that they become fertile while menstrual. In that case it’s best to wear a diaphragm that won’t need emptying for at least six hours after the last act of intercourse.

Brian and Bea: He hasn’t asked about her yet this weekend so perhaps he knows she is on a chaperoned spring break trip with some other St Lucy’s ballet students. They are spending a few days in NYC to see the museums and have tickets to see Phantom of the Opera and go back stage to talk with some of the ballet girls in the play. Her period came on schedule so she survived her encounters with Brian and she is now in her luteal phase so her libido shouldn’t be as strong and perhaps masturbation will satisfy her until she returns and can be with escort trainees again.

A frequent reader asks: “I have found that pregnancy risk sex is a huge turn on for a lot of submissives … I have found that a lot of those who are Dominant also have a bit of submissiveness in their makeup (I think that actually helps to better get into the head of one's sub partner). Is this the case with you?”

My reply: It depends on my mood. I do at times love to let myself be taken by a man who doesn’t know who I am. I can be very feminine and submissive when I want to lead him on, knowing at any time I can take control of our encounter. My experience with pick-ups at the Meat Market at Naughty’s is that men, especially the married ones, are both scared and thrilled by the thought that they might leave me pregnant. And those who ask about my method of contraception are fascinated that I’m protected by just a thin stretchy membrane of latex or clear silicone and a spermicidal gel. Some proudly tell me how fertile they are and the number of times their partners have tested positive for hCG. The married ones often try to contact me several weeks afterward to see if I’ve gotten my period.

Racial/ethnic market forces and elite escorts: We staff to meet our customer’s requirements. I train an ever changing multi-racial group of male and female escort candidates and they are professional enough to suppress any pregnancy risk turn-on that they might have, unless it’s part of a client’s encounter. Though if they have such a turn-on I’m sure they use it to enhance their performance and prowess. Our escorts are almost exclusively employed by the very wealthy from Asia, Europe and the Americas. Of our customers European men usually prefer Caucasian or Asian girls while European and Asian women prefer Caucasian men.

We also have a niche specialty, providing a few massively hung black males who generally, but not always, are favored to service tiny Asian women while their husbands or their Doms watch. Sometimes the women use contraception and sometimes they don’t. We are rarely asked to terminate a pregnancy conceived here as the clients don’t usually stay that long.

Risks with massive males: Sometimes there are spectacular couplings with women and amazingly hung men, other times tragedy when the woman tears, her uterus ruptures or she spontaneously aborts or dies from hemorrhage or a heart attack during a willing encounter with an immense penis. We once had client who loved watching his petite submissive Asian partner being taken by massively hung men. She was at 6 months gestation and had a miscarriage during an encounter while being penetrated from behind by her massive commercial partner.

Her cervix dilated from both her prostaglandin surge from the orgasms he had given her and the prostaglandin surge from his ejaculate. Her cervix dilated enough that after several powerful thrusts his penis penetrated her Os. She was tied down on her hands and knees on a king bed and his continued thrusting punctured the placenta. His penis tangled in the umbilical which ripped away from the wall of her uterus and she had a massive hemorrhage. He was wearing a cock ring that prevented him from immediately going flaccid so he continued to thrust into her uterus as she bled to death while she begged him not to stop! Unfortunately they were in her Dom’s hotel room at the time. Had the client followed our advice and had her tryst in one of our encounter sallies where we have an EMT team on duty she and the baby might have been saved.

An autopsy showed she had a very short and incompetent cervix that with the surges in prostaglandins along with premature cervical effacement (thinning) and dilation caused premature labor that ended in tragedy.

Brian and me

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Brian’s muses

Suede platforms for traction during coaching sessions

Gaynors and splatter training: All twenty-seven girls (twenty-one primary and six alternates) and I trained for Brian’s classes in Gaynors with suede platforms to lessen the likelihood of slipping in any splatters of coitial discharge on the Marley during a coaching session. The new suede tips lessen the speed and number of turns a dancer can produce, but they also act as a motivating force for putting more energy into pirouettes w/o disturbing ones balance.

Brian’s muses: Brian thinks of the women he selects for private coaching as his ‘muses’ since they stimulate his creativity and renew his energy. The ten of us he had during his time here in Vegas, nine students and me, he said gave him one of his most creative times in years. We are waiting to see if his creativity extends to having any of us conceive, but that seems unlikely, though the three second year Semina girls, “Anne”, “Bea” and “Jean”, stand the greatest chance. That he taught the second year girls last of the three groups each day means that his sperm count was probably lower for them, but I have no idea how meaningful the might be.

Bea gets laid: I’m not going to describe all six sexual encounters I watched Brian have, but I did watch the one he had with Bea very closely as she is the smallest and one of the youngest of this group of Brian’s muses. We all prep before an encounter for comfort, but that’s especially necessary with Brian because of his size. There is nothing more distracting to a woman during a sexual encounter than needing to empty her bladder or bowels. Too, a full bowel can affect the fit of a diaphragm so it was important that the three Semina girls relieve themselves before taking any man his size. So when he offered her a break before they began her coaching session she took it.

I watched Bea and five of the other girls being taken on the studio’s HD security cams. The videos would make a great series of ballet sex videos if put on the market, but they show the participants faces so that’s not going to happen. Bea is the tightest of the three Semina girls and she said he was so gentle entering her. She helped him out of his dance belt and she said his erection was massive and dripping pre-cum which she smeared all over his glans. Because of her size Brian had her stand on two 6 inch aerobic step platforms placed at the barre eighteen inches apart and straddle the gap so that he could get the proper angle of penetration. At the barre as she faced him he had her rise on pointe and gently moved the cup of her thong to one side and gave her a clitoral orgasm with his thumb to relax her while he had two fingers inserted to check the placement of her diaphragm and the strength of her contractions when she orgasmed.

After she came he complimented her on her pelvic grip – which caused a big smile - and had her turn to face the mirror and rise en pointe a la seconde while straddling the gap between the step platforms, lock her knees, put her weight on her heels and bend over while gripping the barre with both hands. He stepped between her legs and she helped him position himself as he held her hips. Then he pushed and his tip disappeared inside her. She gasped and I could see her struggling to stay calm mouth open taking deep breaths while he pushed deeper and deeper inside her. He would push and ask if she was ok and when she said yes he would push further until his cock ring was up against her labia majora. For her age she has had a lot of experience using large dildos and she said she had never experienced anything that was as satisfyingly filling because his girth and texture is so amazing and marveled at how hard and warm he was.

As with Bea Brian did use a cock ring with the other two Semina girls as a thrust-buffer to prevent battering their cervixes too much as even then he could still reach them. Bea handled his size well adjusting her hips occasionally to have him caress her G-spot a bit differently and to take his glans in her anterior fornix and squeeze it in the transparent silicone membrane of the Semina dome as he pushed it in all the way to the back. She said later that when he thrust all the way into her anterior fornix the dome of her Semina was stretched its tightest over her cervix and she enjoyed the feeling of pressure which was new to her. He gave her three vaginal orgasms before he took his own pleasure spending himself deep inside her with five powerful ejaculations which gushed out of her splattering on the Marley when he with drew after holding her fully penetrated for several minutes so they could enjoy the afterglow.

Brian and fidelity: Brian’s time here has energized not only the students participating in his classes, but every ballet student in their year knowing that someone of his stature is personally interested in having them audition for his school. Until last week I didn’t know he was divorced from his first wife who gave him his children. His second wife’s new job requires her to travel extensively and since his children are grown and on their own he can easily be in Vegas in the evenings and weekends if I’d like to see him. He says his wife understands his needs and since she’s only 35 and has a Mirena IUD inserted … Perhaps he’s right. He knows she has a lover, a senior vice-president of the company she works for, who she travels with frequently so it’s not as though I’d be a home wrecker, and a new man in my life when Jack isn’t around would be welcome.

Prepping for Brian

 A latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm and introducer

Brian and protection: Since Brian would be here for at least three days I got him to agree to teach several pointe classes at St Lucy’s, one each for second, third and forth year students each day he is here for a total of nine classes if he doesn’t extend his stay. The opportunity to have a nationally recognized teacher work with the group was just such a marvelous opportunity for the school and the students he taught. Seven in each class were selected for their physical and technical ability. If Brian’s reputation is accurate at 54 he is still shooting live loads so the student who was asked to stay after class for ‘special coaching’ had to be very confident that her method of contraception would protect her. All the third and fourth year students have stringless GyneFix IUDs implanted, but three of the second year students are so small that even a mini-GyneFix is too large.



A Semina silicone coil spring diaphragm mounted on its introducer

Semina and Reflexions diaphragms: These small students take 60mm diaphragms not available in a Reflexions so they have been training with their regular diaphragms, the transparent silicone coil spring Semina, which is available in their size. Using DiveGel+ with a 4% O9 spermicide and a biocide (our clinic is part of a clinical trial for that spermicide) they should be quite safe if Brian didn’t intentionally under-thrust the rim of the Semina. Because he has a serious diaphragm fetish each of the GyneFix girls will wear their latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragms (65mm and larger) just as though they were going to have dive-sex. Because of his length and the fact that a diaphragm provides no thrust buffering I asked Brian about his technique with very small women. He assured me that he would wear a cock ring with the smaller girls to prevent battering a second year student’s cervix too badly. The third and fourth year girls are all large enough and have all had enough experience that they should be able to accommodate him w/o too much discomfort and that’s how it turned out.

Menstrual synchrony: There are differing views about whether menstrual synchrony is an actual fact or not. I have no doubt that for women not on hormonal contraception their cycles can and do synch with one another when they are in very close contact – breathing the pheromones from each other’s sweat – in ballet studios and dorm suites for months at a time. Menstrual synchrony is certainly a fact for the women at St Lucy’s. Most of St Lucy’s ballet students are protected by A GyneFix or diaphragm or both and their cycles are very closely aligned. That has its advantages and disadvantages. When they are fertile the energy and creativity in the studio is fantastic! When they are menstrual the mood can be quite different with short tempers and arguments. Even with plenty of bathrooms they are very heavily used during that time of the month. A synchrony plus for the younger girls is that it has stabilized cycles that before had varied widely in length and bleeding duration giving them some stability to their lives.

As it happened, because of menstrual synchrony the girls who made up Brian’s classes were all fertile when Brian arrived on Tuesday, the 19th of February. They were anywhere from CD9 to CD12 and I was CD12 so he would be pumping sperm into vaginas with diaphragms inserted whose domes would be filled with fertile cervical mucus. And of course with a diaphragm the rim flexes so some of our FCM gets to his sperm. The girls wearing Semina’s were at the greatest likelihood of having sperm leak into the dome which Is why the second year girls were given the extra strength DiveGel+ with the 4% O9. As an added precaution the Semina girls were offered the prescription only EC tablet ella, a single pill containing 30 mg of ulipristal acetate, a progesterone receptor modulator. Ella delays ovulation for up to 5 days by blocking the woman’s progestin receptors. None of them took it.

Pointe-shoes: I had the 27 girls (even the second year girls who usually wear Freed Studios for classes) train in hard shanked Gaynor Minden pointes for their classes with Brian since I thought they might not have time to change shoes before he mind-fucked and penetrates them. Even after 90 minutes of a difficult class the GMs might be soggy, but the shanks would support the student’s weight when she put her weight on her heels and enjoyed the experience as he savored her grip while exploring her depths, probing for her cervix with his massive shaft.

Vaginal training balls: I had been grooming these three groups of girls to train with male escort candidates to give the girls a chance to become experienced with adult (18 y/o and over) men. The appreciation of a man’s scent, his sweat, breath, hair and the taste of his fluids as well as his strength, personality and how he acts around her all enter into a woman’s selection of a mate. Having the students work with a select group of escort candidates gives them an opportunity to see what men are like during sexual encounters with partners free of STIs while still in a somewhat cloistered environment. One of the training aids are Ben Wa ball used to tone and tighten the students pelvic grip.

•  The second years students chosen are all proficient in wearing a set of 1 inch Pyrex glass balls each weighing .65 oz w/o expelling them during a 90 minute technique class.
•  The third years students chosen are all proficient in wearing a set of .75 inch chrome steel balls each weighing 1.0 oz w/o expelling them during a 90 minute technique class.
• The fourth years students chosen are all proficient in wearing a set of 1.00 inch surgical steel balls each weighing 2.153 oz w/o expelling them during a 90 minute technique class.

The 1.00 inch surgical steel balls each weighing 2.153 oz are the size I’m certified for and train with which I call my ‘McBalls’ because when inserted I’m gripping a quarter-pound of steel in my vagina. For everyday wear and when I’m out with friends I wear a warm up set of 1 inch Pyrex glass balls which keep me wet and with which I can orgasm if I get bored. I’m still trying to master my set of 1.25 inch chrome steel balls each weighing 4.61 oz. I haven’t been able to hold the half pound of stainless steel w/o expelling one or both during a 90 minute technique class, but I’m making progress.

STI panels: In order to set a sexual health baseline for Brian’s classes the 21 students and 6 alternates were given full STI panels one week ahead of Brian’s arrival and were tested for hCG the first of this week. All passed. I took the full panel as well and we had a certified copy of Brian’s full STI panel emailed to student health. So everyone is STI free and we only had to protect against pregnancy, which is very unlikely, but there is always that possibility.

Brian triumphs: His classes were a huge success and all the girls who participated were thrilled by the experience! They made a valuable friend in the administration of an important California college ballet department who will be useful when they graduate and apply to colleges. The 9 who he singled out for special coaching say how gentle and kind he is and how amazingly large and hard he was, and how wonderfully full and adult he made them feel thrusting into their cervix while penetrating them from behind. Each one is head-over-heels in love with him and they are still draining coitial discharge into panties which each vows never to wash.

One or two have even thanked me for insisting they wear hard shanked Gaynors to his class. Several of second year girls in his class have told me they had never had a partner wear a cock ring before and they were so glad he did, because even with being fertile and aroused and with him wearing the ring he could still reach their cervixes. Brian thoroughly enjoyed being surrounded by the beauty and talent of the St Lucy’s students and his classroom coaching seemingly had no effect on his stamina during his energetic coaching sessions with me.

The Aria incident:  Perhaps my readers have seen reports of the latest drive-by shooting incident here. About 4:30 AM Thursday morning a Range Rover with heavily tinted windows was shooting at a Maserati. Apparently an argument in the valet area of the nearby Aria hotel-casino in CityCenter spilled over into the street and the Maserati ran a red light and hit a taxi which exploded killing three people. The driver, of the Maserati, a would-be Rapper, was also killed. Brian and I were just coming out of the Bellagio when the wreck occurred at the intersection just north of the hotel.  We didn’t stop to find out what happened. I turned south got on Tropicana and then got on the 15 and went back to my place. Brian was a bit shaken by the explosion, but I got him thinking about more interesting things and his stamina and ardor were wonderful!

Carnal knowledge, my first ballet teacher

Tights down, ready for rear entry while en pointe

A lover from long, long ago: I got a call from one of my teachers; I’ll call him Brian, from when I was at boarding school. He’s 54 now and teaching ballet at a large university in California. He is going to be in town and wanted to know if I’d like to take a private class with him. I knew immediately what he wanted even though he married an ABT Soloist and has two grown daughters and is a grandfather. I could tell from his voice that he was the same enthusiastic driven teacher I knew. He had been such an amazing fuck and I am overjoyed that he wants me again after all this time! I have never forgotten how much of a mentor he was to me, helping me train for my SAB audition and everything. Not to mention his guiding me as I entered the world of a fully sexual ballet dancer. Hearing his voice again I suddenly went weak in the knees becoming so aroused that I had to masturbate while we talked.

When I first met him he was 27 and dancing with ABT and since his home was in Albany he would teach at the school when he was home on vacation or recovering from an injury. He usually taught technique, but for a select few girls he taught pointe and everyone wanted to take that class. I was thrilled when I auditioned for his pointe class and was accepted!

Dress code: Girls who had reached menarche (I was 14 when I got my first period) were fitted with diaphragms and in those days we were all fitted with latex Ortho All-Flex arcing spring diaphragms. In the school’s health brochure the diaphragms were said to be for menstrual flow control, but since Gynol gel spermicide was stocked by student health where we could help ourselves to as much as we needed it was obvious that the administration expected us to use them for contraception as well. And we did since very few of us were on the pill. A few of us saw wearing a diaphragm as part of a properly dressed ballet dancer. It was a very adult thing to have a diaphragm inserted. I had several diaphragms so I would always have a fresh one in while another was being sterilized.

It was 1986 and the dress code for Brian’s pointe class was convertible foot tights over thong back leotards, unlike regular technique and PDD classes where tights were worn under the leo. That way we didn’t have to undress to go to the bathroom. Wearing tights over a thong-back leotard was also convenient for ballet-sex as it allowed almost instantaneous access to the student’s vulva for sex with a male student or teacher. An unwritten (but required) part of the dress code for Brian’s class, the need for which was passed down from older members of the class to incoming members, was that all students were to wear their diaphragms and spermicide when in class. It was also expected that all his students have shaved or waxed pubes, which most of us already did.

Rites of passage: His class was very important in my transition from girlhood to becoming a woman. It was my next step, a rite of passage, coming as it did within three years of getting my first pointe shoes at 12, my first period, diaphragm, shaved pubes and sex with a male student when I was 14 and then his class which lead to my first sex with a male teacher when I was 15. And I’m not even counting the parish priest who I was sent to for misbehaving. Father Tom was supposed to be my spiritual advisor, but he also taught me about cunilingus and fellatio which I consider part of my Roman Catholic religious education.

When accepted into Brian’s pointe class I had already been sexually active for more than a year with male students which, thinking of all the other girls in his class whose experiences were similar may have helped my chances of being selected. Not that my round heels were necessarily a prerequisite as most girls my age at school had active physical relationships with male students if they were talented enough or pretty enough. Males in ballet school were a scarce commodity and for a girl being interesting enough to hold a boy’s attention took a lot of effort with all the other girls the men had to choose from. Fortunately I was pretty and near the top of my class in technique and pointe so I was popular and could have a male student when I wanted one.

The offer: After class Brian would ask one of us to stay for ‘private coaching’ and that was a huge motivator to do our very best to be the chosen one. Since we had his class four times a week and there were only 7 of us he rotated through us all with no apparent favoritism (we always watched for that) so we were able to have sex with him about once every other week unless one of us was sick. No one missed his pointe class if they were strong enough to stand.

At first girls new to his pointe class wondered why he had the class on our toes dancing, strutting and turning for such long intervals, but it soon became apparent that he was building our stamina to enable us to remain en pointe during pointe-sex. He was so gentle teaching us to be entered from behind while en pointe with our feet a la seconde. Privately he explained to each of us that he was going to teach us skills that would enable us to successfully compete for desired roles if the need arose and he drove us relentlessly.

Carnal knowledge: I remember the first time he rolled down my tights to mid-thigh. I hadn’t been in his class a week when he asked me to stay after class and he told me he was pleased to have such a beautiful and talented dancer in his class. Even then I was wise enough to know this was his way of softening me up, but I loved what he said and wanted desperately to believe him. He had me change to dry shoes; I was wearing Capezio Contemporas, then stand en pointe a la seconde with my buns against the barre.

His lovely deep voice and gorgeous body had me already melting under his gaze as he gently pulled the fabric of my thong to one side and put his fingers on my already engorged and spread lips. I was so wet! I had soaked through my thong! The only reason I hadn’t soaked through my tights was that I was wearing Dance France that had this marvelously soft, thick, absorbent crotch gusset that was soaking up my arousal discharge. Sadly Dance France went out of business. They created such beautiful dancewear!

I tried to relax as he inserted two fingers deep in me and asked softly where I was in my cycle. I knew he was feeling for the rim of my diaphragm to see if I was properly protected and I felt his fingers press on the rim and then through the stretchy rubber dome to caress my G-spot then feel for my ripe cervix so I pushed down so he could feel it through the dome. I told him I was CD13 and fertile and he whispered, “That’s lovely! Good girl!” I was so pleased! Once he found I was protected he let me help him pull down his bike shorts until he could step out of them and I eased him out of his dance belt by carefully twisting it to one side. He was already erect and dripping precum so my hands got slippery and I wiped them on the rolled fabric of my tights around my thighs. I was going to help him enter me when he asked me to turn around and face the mirror while remaining en pointe a la second and hold on to the barre with both hands bent over so my back was parallel with the floor.

I knew then what he was going to do. I’d never been taken from behind while en pointe, but I knew from masturbating while balanced on my toes that my pelvic muscles were clenched when I am up there and my vagina was super tight. When I was in position he stepped between my legs spread my labia and I felt his warmth as he gently placed his tip at my introitus. By then I was quivering with desire and my nipples were so hard they hurt! Between us we were drippy wet and he held on to my hips as he began to push himself inside me. He was larger than any male student that I’d had and he just seemed to go deeper and deeper and I wondered as he went deeper still if I was going to be able to take all of him w/o getting hurt. He kept asking if I was ok and finally, even with my cervix soft and high and gravity pulling my uterus further back he reached my cervix and I could feel his glans push into its side separated from my fertile cervical mucus by a few hundredths of an inch of latex.

An amazing lover: He was so thoughtful, giving me my pleasure first with a hand around me so his fingers could caress the shaft of my clitoris to give me the most amazing series of gentle orgasms as he thrust into my cervix. I had thought having my cervix bumped would be painful as it had been when I’d used a dildo on myself, but with his calming voice telling me how tight I was it seemed as though we were made for each other and I loved it! Finally I could tell from his ragged breathing and increased thrust rate that he was about to reach orgasm and just then his caressing my G-spot through the latex dome was effective and I had my first vaginal orgasm while on my toes! It was so exquisite I could hardly breathe and nearly fainted! Fortunately he had a firm grip on my hips so as my knees and ankles wobbled he kept me from falling off pointe. He stayed inside me for a few minutes and held me as we enjoyed the afterglow. Then as he withdrew our coitial discharge poured out of me overflowing the fabric of my thong which I’d tugged back in place and dripped into my tights while I was trying to quickly pull them up to position the gusset again and rush to the dressing room to shower.

Brian will be in town in two weeks and wants me to take a private class with him and go to dinner afterward. I’ll be fertile during that time as I was the first timer he privately ‘coached’ me! I’m so excited that we will be together again after all this time however briefly and want to make it a marvelous time for us both. It’s been 27 years and I’m so looking forward to fucking his brains out this time! Certainty as much or more than he did to me the first time he took me.