Preparation for the 2017 Vernal Equinox

Miss Nexplanon teasing Morning Wood

The Photo: Pregnant, but not yet showing Miss Nexplanon teasing Marvin as she prepares to go clubbing with him. There is a black garter belt that gos with the rest of the ensemble to complete the look.  

I like wearing something like this with all the straps and fasteners at bedtime so a partner can “help” me out of it while getting us both in the mood. I have found it is an amazing tease! I’ll let him ejaculate in the reinforced toes of the stockings when I’m dressing before adding toe pads, forcing my toes into the blocks of a pair of pointes, pulling the backs up over my heels, wrapping the ribbons tightly around my ankles, tying them snugly and tucking the ends under, out of the way. I’ll do a ten-minute warmup at my bedroom barre letting him watch me doing barre splits and when I’ve finished he is marvelously hard, standing tall dripping pre-cum ready to push his way inside me after he helps me with the straps and fasteners.     

Preparation for the Vernal Equinox celebration: I had thought I would be able to have Tim as my partner on the Celtic altar at sunrise on March 20^th to celebrate the Vernal Equinox, but it wasn’t to be. I had offered to let the War College course he is taking conduct military exercises on my property and house and feed them for the week of the equinox when they are scheduled to hold field exercises. However, after the school sent out a survey party to see if the topography of the area met their training needs I was told that HM’s government was concerned about possible accident liability when holding armed forces training on private property, so they declined my offer with thanks and will train that week in the highlands of Scotland. So, I found myself temporarily w/o a partner for the sunrise celebration of the arrival of Spring.

My wards on Spring break: Returning readers will recall my wards are: Bea a 19 y/o who graduated from St Lucy’s in 2015 and entered Cambridge last fall; Willow a 21 y/o Brit-chick who danced with the Royal Ballet. She is Jack’s natural daughter by an RB ballerina. When released from the company Willow danced in my ballet Co in Vegas. She graduated from UNLV and she is in grad school at Cambridge; The Dryads, Bryony and Claire in their mid-20s and former dancers with the RB who are studying for Doctorates in Clinical Psychology at University College London.

The Cambridge five-week Spring break, between Lent and Easter terms is from Friday March 17^th to Tuesday April 25^th. The girls will be with me for at least the first two weeks and they are bringing boyfriends with them which saves me the trouble of bringing in male companions they may not like.

Marvin, “Morning Wood”, becomes available: Returning readers may recall Marvin: AKA ‘Morning Wood’ is my most recent former psychoanalyst and previous fetish lover. He helped me come to terms with my responsibilities as a Druid Priestess and handmaiden of Aphrodite. However, he is delusional in that he has a fixation that when I’m dressed in her dance or street clothes I am his dead wife Jenna (from her photos we could be identical twins) who was a dancer killed in a car crash along with their 6 mos. old baby a few months before I met him. She was a Soloist with the San Francisco Ballet before their marriage and my looks and ballet background put him almost instantly in my thrall. Fortunately, our pointe shoe sizes (4 ½ or 5 ½when menstrual) and dress size (#2) are the same. She wore a Bloch Alpha (S0104) pointe shoes, with a ¾ outer sole that allowed full display of her and now my high arches, but require very strong feet and ankles to remain centered over the blocks.

When I moved to the UK in January of 2015 Marvin came with me and worked as a psychiatrist in the Blackthorn Clinic in London. With the move, I brought along all of Jenna’s clothes and I was very careful to make sure I brought along her pairs of Bloch Alpha pointes – 24 pairs in varying states of use - that still have her scent in them which I wear during sex with him. I have also bought new pairs of the S0104 style, but use them for training and around home when he is with me and have saved wearing her shoes for when we are having sex which is when I need to be the best Jenna I can be for him. He likes taking me in missionary with my hips on a hard pillow and legs over my head. That way he can smell the scent of the sweat dampened paste in her pointe-shoes while he is thrusting into me.

In the fall of 2015 Marvin was offered a position as a Don at Cambridge. With my encouragement, he accepted and moved to Cambridge to teach at Trinity College. I could have held him in my thrall, but I let him go thinking he had helped me over some rough spots and I wanted to let him reach his potential as an academic and to let him get away from me as I reminded him continually of Jenna. He has thrived at Cambridge and I haven’t had sex with him in about a year.

At Cambridge Marvin developed an intimate a relationship with a post grad student who I’ll call “Miss Nexplanon” who recently fell preggers from their affair even though the Nexplanon (the single rod upper arm etonogestrel implant) failure rate is .05% for both perfect use and typical use because the method requires no user action after insertion. The rod was inserted correctly and it had only been implanted a bit more than a year of its three-year effective life so it was initially thought that her conceiving was just one of those one in a thousand chances. However, Marvin found out that she had not told him or her Gyn that she suffered from epileptic seizures and was on an anti-epileptic drugs (AED) which can reduce the effectiveness of the progestin released by Nexplanon.

It’s not clear if she had been asked what other meds she was on before Nexplanon was implanted. She certainly should have been and there is usually a sheet for the patient to sign so there won’t be any questions later. If the question was asked did she lie or could she have forgotten she was on an anti-seizure med?  Whatever the reason for her not telling her Gyn she was on an AED, the omission put her at much greater risk of conceiving than anyone expected. Marvin offered to marry her, but she left Uni without giving him an answer. So, until she returns or contacts him he is available for stud service and he is an amazingly talented stallion!

Morning Wood and me: Marvin says he liked watching her since she reminded him of the fun we had as she sat on the edge of their bed and Kegel his liquefied semen into a pad then insert a tampon to absorb the last bit that always seems to drain out forever before pulling on her tights. He reminded me that I on the other hand would sit on his face (which she wouldn’t do) and kegal his spunk into his mouth while he parted my labia with his tongue and he would swallow it. He loves the musky scent of my genital secretions after we have had sex so I’d let the last of his seed drain into the absorbent gusset of my tights or leggings. I have happy memories of  enjoying the gusset’s slippery feel against my labia knowing it would provide lubrication when he would push me against a wall and finger-fuck me in preparation for our next encounter.

Marvin and I have kept in contact and I knew that he was no longer in a relationship so I offered, if he was available, to share my bed with him during his Spring break and take him as my partner on the ancient Celtic altar at dawn on the Vernal Equinox. And he agreed! I do so look forward to having his semen draining out of me again! I should be CD17 – three days after I ovulate - on the equinox so I can safely take him w/o either of us using protection of any sort which means I can enjoy having his sperm in my tubes again with no consequences.

Death Rubber Diary Pt. II

A latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm with its case and introducer

 The Photo: One of my 80mm latex Reflexions flat spring rim contraceptive diaphragms showing the size in mm in a raised triangle in the center of the convex side of the dome. The raised size on the outside makes a great stimulator for a lover’s glans rubbing against it in missionary. The Introducer was an insertion aid for short fingered women.

The “death rubber” diaphragm: Returning readers may recall my post on April 25, 2016 entitled Death Rubber Diary in which I recorded the acquisition of my latest “death rubber” contraceptive diaphragm. It has been almost eleven months since I added to my collection. Since I wear them as often as possible I’m always on the lookout for replacements as after a few months the older ones begin to develops thin spots, pin holes and cracks around the rim from heavy use.

For readers who are new to my blog a ‘death rubber’ diaphragm, especially a latex one, is one that was being worn by a woman when she died while having penetrative intercourse. So, readers can understand how difficult it can be obtaining a death rubber diaphragm under ideal conditions, meaning that I am able to harvest it myself.

Residual Chi: During an orgy in Vegas years ago, I found that wearing a latex diaphragm, the first one I personally harvested, from the vagina of an elite rubber fetish escort – a woman I watched die while being fucked at the bottom of a training pool for rubber fetishists - gave me access through the residual Chi (the fundamental life force that flowed through her) contained in the diaphragm that had been protecting her cervix. Through that residual amount of her Chi her memories of past lovers and the pelvic experience and tricks she knew to please them became available for my use which enhanced my confidence and pleasure when wearing it.

As a result, I have a data mining firm searching medical records for potential donors, women who wear 80mm latex flat spring rim diaphragms. Those I’ve found are primarily dancers, up-market fetish escorts and porn actresses. It so happens these are the women who are some of the greatest risk takers so are the ones most likely to have a fatal accident during an encounter with a commercial client or during filming porn videos commonly recorded as death by misadventure. I think the risk is part of my fascination with asphyxia sexual highs while having SCUBA sex because there is so little margin for error. It certainly is a huge thrill and marvelous high for me!

Challenges in collecting this specific item:

•           Few women use diaphragms these days.

•           The device needs to be in my size, 80mm – usually worn by women much taller than me.

•           The woman has to have died during sex while wearing it.

•           And so, I can safely wear it she must have been free of STIs which means at the time of her death she had had a recent negative full panel STI test.

•           And now the Reflexions – latex flat spring rim diaphragm - is no longer being made. However, latex flat spring diaphragms can be custom made for those of us who need them.

Too there is the usual down side to a latex device:

•           Some people are allergic to latex.

•           The useful life is much shorter than a silicone diaphragm.

•           The odor from a latex device worn too long (usually more than 24 hours) can be very strong, however, that can be a plus if you are with a man who is into funky vaginal scents.

The good news about a latex flat spring device is:

•           The heat transfer properties are far superior to silicone.

•           A latex device can be safely used with silicone lubes necessary for proper vaginal lubrication during underwater sex.

•           A wonderful safety feature of a flat spring rim diaphragm is that since it folds in a single plane it is almost impossible for even the most mischievous partner to under-thrust the rim of one that is properly sized and correctly placed.                         

Until a few days ago, my collection was down to three (down from six when I last wrote about them) all 80mm latex diaphragms that I have personally harvested from the vaginas of their previous owners. I try to take good care of them since (as I mentioned above) they all contain their former owner’s sexual exploits that reside in the portion of her Chi still contained in the diaphragm which supplement my own sexual knowledge and experiences when I wear them and each is unique and irreplaceable in that way.

My latest harvesting acquisition: This is the third ‘death rubber’ I’ve harvested since I moved to the UK in January of 2015. It belonged to a rather tall (for a dancer) American 19 y/o (I’ll call Terri) in the corps of a major U.S ballet company who was on holiday with her French lover. Tim and I were at a costume party at a country house in Kent hosted on a neighboring estate near Headlong Hall the seat of Lord A****, my ward Bryony’s father. Tim and I were guests of Lord A**** and were invited to attended With Bryony, her step-mother Brigitte and Lord A****.

Until the house party I knew Terri only as a candidate on my list of possible Death Rubber donors as she was quite tall at 5’8” and even though she had a standard (6 bead) GyneFix copper IUD implanted she had been fitted by one of Tanaquil’s Gyn friends in Paris with custom made latex FS in my size. She told her fitter that she needed the 80mm for thrust buffering as her lover was very large and she wanted to slow him down when he was sounding the depth of her anterior fornix. She also mentioned that the dome would make a good container as he liked eating her fertile cervical mucus that could be collected in the dome. She was lovely and vivacious and friends who had known her longer said she was very talented ballerina.

It was late at night and Tim and I were in a bedroom adjacent to where Terri was sleeping. We heard several loud thumps and a few moments later a man shouting for help. There had been a freak accident during sex while she was being taken doggie style, on all fours penetrated from the rear on her bed. It seems she had been kneeling too close to the solid oak headboard. When her French lover came. At orgasm his violent thrusts drove her head into the oak panel several times and broke her neck. The doctor who arrived more than an hour later said she died almost immediately as her spine was severed.

While we waited for the doctor to arrive everyone except Bryony and I went for coffee and tried to calm her boyfriend who had come completely unglued. When her lover had withdrawn, Terri had toppled on to her side with her legs still pulled up so her vulva was easily accessible. I helped Bryony lay a clean sheet over her during which time I inserted two fingers and withdrew her diaphragm filled with fertile mucus and inserted it in a small plastic freezer bag I carry for just such an occasion. I know that sounds ghoulish, but this sort of opportunity hardly ever occurs and I need to be prepared if I’m nearby.  

A bit later the unpredictability of death during sexual intercourse, the act that can lead to new life, and the very thing I routinely risk for the adrenalin high I get from the danger suddenly seemed very real standing next to Terri’s cooling body. Having harvested her diaphragm for my use was a huge turn-on and I found myself suddenly extremely aroused and in need of a man!

Christmas, Boxing Day and Hula Beads Vibrators

A LELO wireless controlled HULA-BEADS vibrator and control unit

Christmas at Blackthorn Castle: Christmas went very well, the weather was cool and mostly dry, with everyone getting what they most wanted as gifts: lingerie and perfume for the ladies and leather goods, Laddie Caddies and wallets for the gentlemen. The ladies also got vaginal training toys, but more about that below. We all are appreciating the time to relax with amiable male companions. And the results of the weekly pregnancy tests were all negative so we are good to go. Not that there was any doubt as my wards all have copper bead GyneFix IUDs implanted, except possibly for me as I was fertile the week before Christmas and of course wearing a latex flat spring diaphragm and “belly jelly” – spermicide - for Tim my latex fetishist boyfriend.

Mrs. Bridges, the castle’s head cook, outdid herself for the Christmas meal with roast turkey, chestnut dressing, candied yams, string beans, mince pie, coffee, tea and potent Sloe brandy from the Barony’s own Blackthorn bushes.  

Boxing Day: December 26 was wonderfully sunny up until about 1:00 PM, but that was time enough for my Chamberlain and me to distribute the traditional gifts (boxes) to the Barony’s faithful and efficient staff and tradesmen. 

Etymology, from Wikipedia: “There are competing theories for the origins of the term, Boxing Day, none of which is definitive. The Oxford English Dictionary gives the earliest attestations from Britain in the 1830s, defining it as "the first week-day after Christmas-day, observed as a holiday on which post-men, errand-boys, and servants of various kinds expect to receive a Christmas-box".

The term "Christmas-box" dates back to the 17th century, and among other things meant

A present or gratuity given at Christmas: in Great Britain, usually confined to gratuities given to those who are supposed to have a vague claim upon the donor for services rendered to him as one of the general public by whom they are employed and paid, or as a customer of their legal employer; the undefined theory being that as they have done offices for this person, for which he has not directly paid them, some direct acknowledgement is becoming at Christmas 

In Britain, it was a custom for tradespeople to collect "Christmas boxes" of money or presents on the first weekday after Christmas as thanks for good service throughout the year] This is mentioned in Samuel Pepys' diary entry for 19 December 1663. This custom is linked to an older British tradition: since they would have to wait on their masters on Christmas Day, the servants of the wealthy were allowed the next day to visit their families. The employers would give each servant a box to take home containing gifts, bonuses and sometimes leftover food.

The European tradition, which has long included giving money and other gifts to those who were needy and in service positions, has been dated to the Middle Ages, but the exact origin is unknown. It is believed to be in reference to the Alms Box placed in areas of worship to collect donations to the poor. Also, it may come from a custom in the late Roman/early Christian era, wherein metal boxes placed outside churches were used to collect special offerings tied to the Feast of Saint Stephen, which in the Western Church falls on the same day as Boxing Day.

In modern times, it has taken on the meaning of boxing up unwanted Christmas gifts and returning them to the shop”.

The Twelve Days of Christmas: The pageant, begun on Christmas morning with the presentation of a partridge in a pear tree, continues successfully and has advanced to day five (Thursday Dec 29^th) with the presentation of the five gold rings. The presentation for today (Friday December 30^th), the six geese a laying will be made later this morning. The weather forecast continues to be cloudy and dry which is good for the performers traveling back and forth from the village.

Wireless vibrators for Christmas: I got my wards, Bea, The Dryads (Bryony and Claire), and Willow and myself wireless controlled waterproof vaginal vibis (LELO Hula Beads) for Christmas. I had an ulterior motive as I wanted to test our powers of concentration and having a vaginal vibrator working inside you while trying to hold a développé en pointe is about as difficult as it gets. Returning readers will recall that my wards and I all wear hard shanked Gaynor Minden pointes with sueded tips as play shoes as they provide the best toe protection and support.   

We all have been wearing our Gaynor Mindens and Hula Beads for barre and pointe classes. The vibi is about 3.8 inches long and 1.5 inches in diameter at the large end so it fits very nicely behind the pubic bone in women who have a typical – pronounced - post-pubic vault. The anterior end pressing against the back of the pubic bone lessens the likelihood women with well-toned vaginal muscles might expel the vibi during orgiastic contractions.  The removal loop can be tucked inside out of the way. As when using all vaginal toys, we emptied our bladders before inserting the Hula Beads and turning them on. We initially set all the control units to low and left the them in our dancebags during barre and pointe class. The wireless range is about 30 feet and we placed our dancebags around the walls of the studio so none of us would be out of range even during center work. The device has a rechargeable lithium ion battery with a user time of about 1.5 hours and a recharge time of about 2 hours. Wireless Hula Beads make an awesome mental concentration training aid especially for Dominants who want to up our game besting physical diversions while training.

I was pleased to see that my wards who had been training with me the longest, Bea and Willow, and I were able to hold a développé en pointe for 20 seconds or more with the vibi set at medium w/o even an ankle wobble. Bryony and Claire could hold a solid développé en pointe on low. Coming down off a développé test like that and opening the mind to one’s sexual arousal almost always results in an immediate and powerful orgasm so we wind up boneless lying on the floor while we gasp, moan and shudder as waves of ecstasy wash over us or hold on tight to a barre if one is handy and try not to collapse while the orgasm flings us into ecstasy. None of us could hold a développé en pointe with the vibi on high. So, that gives those of us who enjoy that sort of challenge something to strive for.   

A caution to readers who might be inclined to try what I described above. A woman who doesn’t have the mental ability to compartmentalize can easily be brought to orgasm by vibrating Hula Beads while en pointe and suddenly go boneless, fall off pointe and break or badly sprain an ankle.

There is also a hygienic downside to training with an operating vibrating dildo inserted. Even with superior mental compartmentalization ability the wearer becomes fully aroused and for most women not on hormonal contraceptives her natural arousal lubricant gets her very, very wet! Most convertible foot tights don’t have an absorbent cotton crotch gusset and wearing even a thin menstrual pad to absorb the arousal lube draining out during class ruins the line of a hairless mons pubis. So, for now my circle and I are wearing sheer leggings with thick cotton crotch gussets to absorb our vaginal drainage during ballet classes. I have not yet tried wearing Hula Beads while menstrual with a latex flat spring diaphragm inserted for flow control.

End of year celebrations prep

Winter in the Cambrian Mountains Wales, UK

My Wards and their boyfriends have arrived: Bea a 19 y/o who graduated from St Lucy’s in 2015 and is attending Cambridge; Willow a 22 y/o Brit-chick who danced for the Royal Ballet. She is Jack’s natural daughter by an RB ballerina. When released from the company Willow danced in my ballet Co. in Vegas and she graduated from UNLV. She is now going to grad school at Cambridge; The Dryads, Bryony and Claire, in their mid-20s and former dancers with the RB are studying for Doctorates in Clinical Psychology at University College London. Everyone was off on December 2^nd and they don’t need to return to school until Tuesday January 17^th.  They have all brought gorgeous boyfriends so the scent of testosterone laced sweat again wafts fragrantly throughout the castle! They will be with me for seven and a half weeks, wonderful! I’m hoping to take them shopping in London for the sales after the New year!

The Barony and the twelve Days of Christmas: The Barony has always counted Christmas as the first day of the twelve days of Christmas so Twelfth night will be on Wednesday January 5^th in 2017.  After that my plans are still to be decided. Because of the Zika virus scare I haven’t been to my villa in the BVIs for more than eighteen months. I’d love to go and soak in the warmth of the water and sun with my wards. If I decide to chance it, we will leave for Virgin Gorda after Twelfth Night.

Christmas and the Old Ways: Returning readers will recall that my predecessors and I celebrate not only Christian holidays and festivals, but also the Celtic Goddess Rhiannon. In our Celtic celebrations, human reproductive tract secretions exchanged during mating rituals are used during fertility ceremonies. Instead of animal blood being spilled the transfer of seed from male to female in an act of ritual breeding occurs on stone altars where animal sacrifices once were offered to Venus/Aphrodite before Celtic mythology morphed her into the Celtic horse and moon Goddess Rhiannon.

The Winter Solstice: This year the solstice occurs on Wednesday December 21^st when I will be Cycle day 12 and fertile. My flat spring latex diaphragm will be filled with fertile cervical mucus which I will allow a lover to remove and lick the stretchy mucus into his mouth to swallow as I take a fresh FS diaphragm out, apply spermicide and insert it being sure to check that my cervix is beneath the dome before I let him penetrate me with his wonderfully long, hard and dripping love arrow.

My predecessor, Edith 22^nd Baroness Blackthorn, was at an advanced age and unable to participate or facilitate so the celebration of celestial events had been discontinued the last few years until I arrived and my duties were explained to me by the Barony’s Chamberlain.  As it has been since I’ve become Baroness, celebration of celestial events will occur inside the massive blackthorn perimeter that shields the altars from the sight of unbelievers. This fall the medieval underground access to the holy site from the castles deep cellars has been restored so it is once again safe to use. That’s good news as it keeps the celebrants dry and relatively warm while moving along the underground passage from the Castle to the Celtic holy site to come up inside the massive Blackthorn barrier.

Blackthorn Castle decoration for Christmas: The silver is polished and all the table linens have been washed, starched and pressed. And hundreds of new fragrant beeswax candles have been placed in the chandeliers and candelabras throughout the state apartments as well as the living areas.  The great hall, library, drawing rooms, my suite and all the guest suites have been decorated with fragrant fresh greenery which has to be replaced every few days as even evergreens begin to dry out after a while. Over the years, the gardner has established an area where he grows pine, cedar, holly and mistletoe to be used specifically for decorating so we are assured of having enough greenery. Given the number of open flames from candles and fireplaces during the year-end holidays my predecessor, Edith 22^nd Baroness, had a hose butt installed and a large hose connected and hidden in the great hall in case a spark starts a fire. With the Yule log, ablaze there will always be a fire watch set, just in case.  

Yule log tradition at Blackthorn Castle: My predecessors at Blackthorn Castle, traditionally had the castle Yule log lit on Christmas eve. So, on Saturday the 18^th in the early morning, after Tim and I celebrate Rhiannon/Rigantona’s equine Feastday in her grotto temple we will have a celebratory breakfast Then I will take my regular ballet class with my wards. After that I will officially open the doors to the great hall so the massive Yule log can be hauled in by a team of horses. One end will be inserted into the huge fireplace with the remaining eighty percent jutting out into the great hall where as it burns it will be winched slowly forward across the hearth and into the fireplace. It should burn for the twelve days of Christmas the last being January Thursday January 5^th, Twelfth-night. Returning readers may recall that this year’s log was selected cut and has been drying for the past year. On Christmas day, it will be lit from kindling made from the remains of last year’s log.

‘Tiny’ Tim for Christmas: I’m over-the-moon about Tim having two weeks leave from his studies in Oxfordshire over Christmas, New Years and Twelfth Night.  Returning readers may recall how well Tim and I work as a mated pair so I don’t expect any problems during the Winter Solstice ceremony although it will be his first time as a mate to a woman during a Goddess blessed ceremony. Afterward, if things go well we both should be high on endorphins and basking in the afterglow during breakfast. Last year, with Marvin, I collected his liquefied semen – more than 10 ml since he came three times - in a Diva Cup so I could use it as a dressing on his salad at supper. I’ll see if Tim can match him this year. Although I think Tim may want to drink it straight away. I invited Marvin, and his current squeeze, Miss Nexplanon, but he hasn’t responded so I suppose he intends to stay in Cambridge with her for the holiday.

My fertility over the Holidays: Since I’m cycling naturally I can’t be certain, however what should happen is that on:

• Sunday December 18^th, for Celebration, of Rhiannon/Rigantona’s equine Feastday I should be CD9 and newly fertile.
• Wednesday 21^st December The Winter Solstice. I should be CD12 and fertile.
• Friday December 31^st, New Year’s Eve I should be CD 22 and luteal.
• Thursday January 5^th, Twelfth Night, I should be CD27 and luteal.  

So, on Rhiannon feast day and the Winter Solstice I will wear a latex flat spring diaphragm for contraceptive protection. On New Year’s Eve and Twelfth Night I will be able to take Tim with neither of us using protection so not only will I be discharging his liquefied semen, but I will have his sperm in my tubes!

The castle’s Christmas Trees: We are fortunate to have a very large stand of red cedar trees (Juniperus Virginiana) on the estate. They were brought to the UK in the 18^th century by one of my predecessors. The head foresters here have been having more planted each year for a very long time and the trees thrive in the cool moist climate with a growth rate of one to two feet a year. When I was growing up in South Western Virginia we always had a red cedar Christmas tree. So, this year I’m having cedar Christmas trees in the main drawingroom, library and my own suite of rooms. The species is a bit prickly to handle, but the cedar’s wonderful scent makes up for that. Cedar is not native to the UK. However, it is particularly well adapted to mountainous climates where they receive winter precipitation which is ideal in the Cambrians as we get the moisture off the North Atlantic.  Not being a native species it is most often found in the UK when planted in parks and gardens of large estates.

My responsibilities: This is only my second Christmas as Baroness and last year it went very well. That was because my Chamberlain has done all the heavy lifting as he has been doing marvelously well for years. Together this year we have brushed off a few cobwebs and I think the villagers as well as my guests will have a fine time.   

I’m deep into execution of the plans for the series of celebrations previously mentioned: On the Winter solstice, on the 21st (I’ll be channeling the Celtic Goddess Rhiannon outside on a cold stone altar so I’m hoping for dry weather), then Christmas for the villagers as well as my estate. Then there is Boxing Day (December 26th) when bonusses are given out to the staff and suppliers of the estate for the exemplary work they have done on my behalf over the past year. Then New Years and festivities during the twelve days of Christmas ending on Twelfth Night, 5th of January. It’s my entertaining busy season and I get chills thinking about it!

It’s a considerable responsibility which if things go wrong I would rightly be blamed. Even though I’m the hereditary heiress and I’m being gradually accepted, I’m still looked on by some as being “not one of us” so I’m still proving myself with the locals. I have an amazing staff and with their help I’m slowly winning them over. One of the wildly popular things I began last year was letting the staff shop at the January sales in London. I paid for their round-trip train fare - they rode The Dragon (my two private rail cars) back and forth - and two nights in a descent hotel and they went in three shifts. On the estate, we managed rather well with some adjustments even though shorthanded for a week.

The staff reduction (during the January London shopping trips) worked so well that my Chamberlin suggested we cut the staff. I declined as loyal, well trained, hardworking service staff are a valuable asset and difficult to come by. The village relies on my estate for jobs and so I have continued the current staffing level. Well, actually staffing headcount had increased when I arrived as in the last years of my predecessor’s life entertaining declined and then ceased so positions had gone unfilled when opened by attrition.  And unless terminated for cause the policy is last hired first fired. Long term that won’t work as many of the staff are approaching retirement age and even training motivated people takes time. Another reason not to let staff go is that many of the new hires are sons or daughters of the present staff and it is important to me, and the estate, to retain continuity and institutional memory in service positions where possible.

The forecast is for cool and cloudy weather in the Cumbrian mountains for the next several weeks So I’m hoping that comes to pass.

Readers, please pray for me that everything will go smoothly

The 2016 Autumnal Equinox

A lovely Fall day in the mountains

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

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

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

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

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

The Summer Solstice and Brexit referendum

There will be a full moon during the 2016 Summer Solstice

The Photo: There will be a full moon on June 20, 2016 when the Summer Solstice occurs. This is a rarity, but exactly how rare will vary.

This week will be a busy one: This week the summer solstice will be celebrated on Monday and the Brexit Referendum will occur on Thursday the 23^rd. Returning readers will recall that the Brexit Referendum is being held to determine if the UK will stay as a part of the European Union or withdraw from it. It appears to be a near thing at the moment with the exit supporters seemingly ahead. I think exiting the EU would be a serious mistake, but that’s just one vote.  

Weather at Blackthorn Castle for the Summer Solstice: The forecast is for Light clouds and a temperature of 55° (F) for the Summer Solstice which will occur on June 20, 2016 11:34 PM BST. Additionally there will be a full moon on the 20^th with a moonrise at 9:18 PM BST and moonset at 5:24 AM BST. So if the clouds clear we may get to see the moon during the time we are celebrating the arrival of summer. The concelebrants will be wearing shearling robes made by the castles tailor shop from sheep raised and skins tanned locally. For footwear, as has been the custom since the mid 19^th centaury the women celebrants at Blackthorn Castle will wear pointe-shoes as a sign of their dedication to the arts and to show off their hard bodies to stoke the desire of their partners. My wards and I will wear pink satin Gaynor Minden hard shanked pointes since they can withstand being soaked with rain and still provide effective support.

Concelebrants for the solstice: Bea, Seren and Bryony and Claire (the Dryads) will be celebrating on the newly unearthed subtending altars surrounding the primary altar adjacent to the ancient Blackthorn tree where sacrifices were once offered to Venus/Aphrodite before Celtic mythology morphed her into the Celtic Goddess Rhiannon.  

Returning readers will recall that the name Rhiannon is derived from the Celtic Goddess Rigantona (the Great or Devine Queen). My Celtic mythology expert says I should understand that Rhiannon was the embodiment (in Welsh legend as set down in the Mabinogion and other medieval texts) of the Celtic Goddess Rigantona, which explains why my Goddess, Aphrodite, is as comfortable as she is with me actually channeling Rigantona, which occurs primarily when I’m in Wales.

Contraception: My wards all have GyneFix copper bead IUDs implanted so they will be using no barrier method to protect them from a participating male’s sperm. I am luteal as I ovulated on June 10^th and will be CD24 on the solstice and should begin my period this coming Friday. Therefore I will be wearing no cervical barrier and should be very safe to have Tim’s sperm in my tubes for the five days they live before I start my period on the 24^th. I love having luteal sex with Tim as then I know that his sperm are in my tubes lying in wait for an egg which they will never see before they die. That gives me a frisson of desire and an amazingly powerful feeling!

Demi-goddess altar positions: Fortunately the weather while as damp is not nearly as cold and access to the Celtic holy site here is much easier and more comfortable than when I celebrated in the Scottish highlands.  It’s within sight of the castle so there is no long drive to reach it as there was when my wards and I celebrated the celestial season changes at location Z in the highlands of northern Scotland. Too the altars are not on the edge of a precipice with the whole thing seeming about to slide into the valley at any moment. We were repeatedly assured the cliff on which Location Z was built was stable, but it wasn’t and after an earthquake a year or so ago one night the whole top of the mountain slid into the valley. Fortunately no one was injured.  

The view is not nearly as spectacular at Blackthorn Castle’s Celtic altar site, but it is about as old as the one that was at location Z and there is no danger of any part  disappearing over a cliff, though there are guardian spirits that keep the curious in the local population away from the site.

Though Seren is the most junior of my current wards her birth into a family that has deep Celtic roots entitles her to the eastern most altar closest to sunrise on the solstice. Bea chose the one on the north while Bryony took the western and Claire the southern one. Bea and Seren will be serviced on their altars by the men they brought with them from Cambridge while Bryony and Claire will have virile hard bodied male ROH ballet soloists that they are dating. I am delighted to say that my current lover, “Tiny Tim” will be penetrating and fucking me boneless on the high altar. He has marvelous stamina and skillfully uses his massive penis (which should be a national treasure) and is currently in my bed while on leave from the SAS prior to reporting to the Joint Services Command and Staff College (JSCSC) in western Oxfordshire in a few weeks, which I’m pleased to say is a relatively short drive away from the castle when he gets leave.

There will be a celebratory breakfast for all participants at the castle on the morning after the ritual planting of seed ceremony for which the head cook, Mrs. Bridges, is famous. My immediate predecessor, Edith 22^nd Baroness Blackthorn, and her predecessors have been celebrating celestial events in Celtic ceremonies for hundreds of years according to records in the muniment rooms.

A visit from Arthur Duke of M****: His grace has asked that he and his mistress visit me at the castle while his mistress becomes accustomed to a new GyneFix. I have sent the Dragon, my two car private train to Inverness to pick them up as both His Grace and Verity travel with considerable luggage and attendants. Returning readers may recall that Verity (a nom de théâtre) the Duke of M****’s current mistress of about a year, is a 25 y/o soloist with the première ballet company in England headquartered here in London. She is currently on medical leave as she had a new standard (six bead) GyneFix copper IUD implanted. I’m looking forward Verity’s visit as we are great friends and I hope she can dive while here.

She was one of Arthur’s seven candidates for mistress who passed through our clinic for testing prior to meeting with the old bull and I thought she would be the one he would choose as her attitude and looks are quite similar to mine though she is not nearly as dominant and half my age, but still will provide him a challenge. The deciding factor though was almost certainly when His Grace found out about Verity’s being SCUBA qualified and her delight in dive-sex as she becomes very aroused even when talking about sex in a hostile environment and she has her own OTS Guardian FFM for diving.

I’m having my gamekeeper set up a wild boar hunting party with Lord A****, Bryony’s father, and Lord D****, Tim’s father to keep his Grace company and occupied while the girls and I and our partners are occupied with our ballet and pelvic training regimens.  

Period shifting, a bloody good time!

A ten day supply of Norethisterone for shifting a menstrual period

An easy way to move your period: “If you are not taking the COCP ('the pill') then a hormone tablet called norethisterone can be prescribed. The dose is one tablet (5 mg) three times a day. You start three days before a period is due. It can be continued until you want to have a period. Your period will then normally begin 2-3 days after stopping it. It can be taken for up to 3-4 weeks if necessary. This is only for use on an occasional basis for special events, rather than something to be taken regularly.” The complete article can be read HERE.

A menstrual period is triggered by a decrease in a woman’s normal progestin production which causes the lining of the uterus, the endometrium, to slough off and be discharged as menstrual flow. Norethisterone is a progestin taken to maintain the woman’s progestin level to delay her period and can usually be taken safely but there can be typical hormonal side effects such as bloating, stomach upset, breast tenderness and decreased sex drive.

I’ve found that norethisterone works just as well to schedule a bleed when I will be with a partner who enjoys menstrual sex as avoiding bleeding if it will be at an inconvenient time. Norethisterone can be easily obtained from a pharmacy/chemists with an Rx from your medical practitioner or on the Internet. It does take some planning as you have to have the pills and begin three days before your period is scheduled to start. Then stop three days before you want to bleed. I haven’t used it that much, three or four times over the last ten years, but it has worked very well every time for me.  

A down side of period shifting is that it resets your cycle so that any electronic or manual menstrual calendar being kept has to be changed to track your cycle using the new CD1 date.

I thought I would write about this now as The Dryads (Bryony and Claire) and Bea all have been taking norethisterone so we could all bleed together over the May 30 Bank Holiday and the musky metallic scent of menstrual flow and coitial discharge permeates  the air in the ladies dressing room. It’s not a foul rotten meat smell, but is quite noticeable after changing diaphragms or menstrual cups during our holiday ‘period party’ so lots of air freshener is being used. Returning readers may recall that when my wards lived and exercised with me in Las Vegas they were all in menstrual synchrony with me.

All my circle of friends have copper bead GyneFix IUDs implanted so that they continue to cycle naturally with some having slightly heavier menstrual flow from the copper beads dissolving in their uteri. All have had their IUD strings removed so they can wear cervical barriers for flood insurance while having dive-sex and all have totally waxed pubes for ease of cleanup and displaying cameltoe. Now instead of an occasional string check they have periodic ultrasound scans to check correct GyneFix placement.  Since my wards have gone their separate ways when they visit they can synch up with me by taking norethisterone.

Since I’m CD3 and bleeding heavily over this holiday weekend we girls are having such fun enjoying menstrual sex with our lovers not worrying about the possibility of having a gushing incident just taking advantage of it should one occur. Tim as well as the men the girls brought to the castle for the holiday all love the scent, taste and look of a partner with her waxed pubes covered with menstrual and coitial discharge from them swimming in the red sea so we are all having a bloody good time.

Halloween 2015 in the UK

Traditional carved pumpkins as evil spirits

British Summer Time ends:  On Sunday October 25th in the UK and Europe ‘Summer Time’ ended and the clocks were turned back one hour. So we all got an extra hour of sleep. Daylight Saving Time ends in the U.S. and Canada this coming Sunday November 1^st.  For those women on a progestin only pill (the mini-pill or POP) which needs to be taken every day and at the same time every day or its efficacy decreases so they need to factor in the time change so they don’t take the pill an hour late at the time change.

Halloween in the UK: This will be my first Halloween in the UK. As a Priestess of Aphrodite I’m of the view that there may be a great deal more to the spirit world than ordinary citizens of the U.S and the UK are aware of, although, the British are much closer to the truth than most Americans as the tradition here is far older here and there are a great many more spirits abroad for the celebration. The Wikipedia article says:

“Halloween, or Hallowe'en a contraction of "All Hallows’ Evening"), also known as Allhalloween, All Hallows' Eve, or All Saints' Eve] is a yearly celebration observed in a number of countries on 31 October, the eve of the Western Christian feast of All Hallows' Day. It begins the three-day observance of Allhallowtide, the time in the liturgical year dedicated to remembering the dead, including saints (hallows), martyrs, and all the faithful departed believers.

According to many scholars, All Hallows' Eve is a Christianized feast influenced by Celtic harvest festivals, with possible pagan roots, particularly the Gaelic festival Samhain. Other scholars maintain that it originated independently of Samhain and has solely Christian roots.” from Wikipedia. The complete article can be read HERE

Halloween in Kent: Nokolai and I have been invited down to Headlong Hall Bryony’s parent’s ancestral home in Kent for the holiday. Returning readers will recall that Headlong Hall is the seat of Lord A****. I call the estate ‘Headlong Hall’ (as it is right out of a T.L. Peacock novel) just north of Canterbury. Headlong Hall is a gothic revival monstrosity built in the fifteen hundreds and was a fortified Royalist home during the civil war. In the early 1640s it was captured but not destroyed by the Parliamentarians, which some architectural scholars think was a lost opportunity.

Bryony’s father, Alistair, and her step-mother the present Countess, who I’ll call ‘Brigitte’, his 4^th wife who was a ballerina with the Paris Opera Ballet and at 26 is younger than Bryony will be hosting a house party for the weekend. Brigitte is extremely flexible and a hypersexual masochist as I am so we understand each other quite well and have become friends since I became Bryony’s mentor. I was surprised and pleased at how close Bryony and Brigitte have become. They have a mutual goal in ensuring the happiness and wellbeing of Alistair and are not (usually) in competition for bed partners so harmony on the female side of the household usually prevails. They have come to terms with the fact that Alistair is a philanderer and as long as he is careful and Brigitte retains his favor she will retain her status as a Countess and his bed hopping gives both her and Bryony license to take (very carefully screened) sexual partners themselves.

Brigitte says there are at least six known ghosts haunting Headlong Hall, three of which she has seen herself. None of them is known to be malicious, but all seem to enjoy scaring the residence of the pile with usually harmless tricks. I will be celebrating Samhain, but there is enough similarity to Halloween that the casual observer should not notice except my rituals except perhaps for the incense burning in my room. And given my status as a Priestess of Aphrodite I don’t expect to be terrified and should be quite safe, but I am looking forward to meeting as many of the ghosts as I can. Alistair says there have only been two mysterious disappearances of female staff during Halloween in his lifetime, though he thinks there have been others documented in the muniment room.

My Cycle for Halloween and a Death Rubber: As this is being written I’m CD13 and should ovulate tomorrow when Bryony, Claire, Nikolai and I go down to Kent. I’ll be CD15 and newly Luteal on Samhain/Halloween. That means that on Samhain I should no longer be in danger of pregnancy if I have unprotected sex. However, I’m planning on wearing one of my latex Reflexions flat spring rim ‘Death Rubber’ diaphragms as wearing one will give me access to the pelvic experience and talents of the woman from whom I harvested it. Returning readers will recall that a diaphragm worn for a sexual encounter during which the woman died retains a bit of the wearer’s Chi, the vital force believed in Taoism and other Chinese thought to be inherent in all things. It is this Chi that allows me to profit from the previous owner’s sexual experience. Harvesting a diaphragm from the corpse and wearing it myself allows me to tap into the Chi it contains to supplement my intellect and pelvic skills. Now almost all the Death Rubber diaphragms I harvest come from elite escorts. Of course I need the diaphragm to be a latex FS in my size (80mm) which are usually worn by tall girls so I keep a record of the Escort patients who use 80mm Ds that my clinic sees so that I can harvest a death Rubber should tragedy strike.  

Wishing all my readers a happy and safe Samhain/Halloween

 

Fitting actresses with 60 y/o diaphragms, new pussy

A latex diaphragm made in the UK between 1950 and 1954

The Photo: A Lambutt Dalston 92 ½ mm contraceptive diaphragm. It was the style in general use in the UK shortly after the WWII. In those days diaphragm sizes increased in 2 ½ mm increments.

Porn actresses and Escorts: While both vocations are considered sex-workers there is a great deal of difference between the requirements for the two professions.  The actresses don’t have to be outstandingly beautiful just have attractive bodies, don’t need to have a killer vaginal grip or be particularly pelvically talented. Which is often a good thing because with a tight grip if not very well lubricated being repeatedly fucked hard can cause the erosion of the vaginal rugae which is not only extremely painful but requires abstaining from penetrative vaginal sex of any sort for several weeks while the vagina heals. A porn actress just needs to be able to convincingly fake passion as their male partner works himself up for the obligatory cum shot. They just need a pretty face and be willing to perform almost any sex act on cam.

An elite Escort however, needs a killer body, a beautiful face, to be well educated, have a lovely voice, be able to carry on an intelligent conversation with well educated clients and their friends and be very pelvically talented with a strong vaginal grip.

With a bit more vaginal training the Dryads could easily join the ranks of elite Escorts if they wanted to. There is such a high turnover at that level from marriage, injury and disease (not necessarily in that order) that there is always room for two more beautiful girls entering the profession.  The down side is at that level that there is an early sell-by date (generally the mid 30s) unless an individual is gorgeous and supremely talented and the Dryads are already in their late 20s. However, as they are from aristocratic families they should have their pick of husbands.

Actress’s vaginas: After all the actors both male and female as well as the Dryads and I passed full panel STI screenings and the women all had negative serum pregnancy tests to try and eliminate any potential oopses I spent several evenings fitting all the actresses, twelve of them, who were to be in the film with latex flat spring diaphragms colored to appear similar to the one shown in the photo above.  The Dryads, Bryony and Claire, wanted to be involved with the film too to gain insight from a different perspective than being a Hostess at Clever Cunts into the reasons gorgeous young men and women decide on a career in explicitly sexual films, other than the money, which actually isn’t that good and working conditions can be quite bad as well. Even as a porn actress the sex isn’t all that good either since a good bit of most plot lines have the women being mistreated.

Since the Dryads want to become practicing Psychologists it wouldn’t be a good idea to have it known that they appeared in a porn film however artistic it might be. So it was decided they would be extras as latex catsuit girls wearing full hoods on camera so they can’t be identified and with Noms de Théâtre in the credits.

Latex catsuits and menstrual ballet-boot sex: The film script that Tanaquil is working from is set in the mid 1950s in the UK. It’s about a girl from the slums who self-educates and with mentors rises through an Escort service to be the moral conscience behind a member of parliament. It would not be too far off to think of it as My Fair Lady with explicit sex.  It calls for filming at least two encounters showing the preparation for and acts of latex menstrual ballet-sex with the woman in a latex catsuit and ballet-boots made to look like those of the period. Two of the minor porn actresses who are on their periods suddenly became unavailable because of vaginal yeast infections which left openings for the Dryads to have larger roles than just looking fetching in latex as ‘stage furniture’. Tanaquil has recast the Dryads as those women. They will still be hooded or have their backs to the cam so just their hair and not their faces can be seen She recast them because they enjoy menstrual sex and show it w/o acting, have more experience with and are more comfortable in ballet-boots than her other actresses and will be menstrual at a convenient time. They are so excited to have the experience of actually being fucked on cam, performing in major roles in a porn film! Not that I’m letting them go w/o practicing with the well endowed men who will be filling them with semen.

It’s a pity that porn videos can’t capture the scents that develop during the wearing of leather ballet-boots, latex catsuits and menstrual flow during ballet-sex.  Sounds are easily captured: the hiss of the relief zipper being opened, the thud and gasp when platforms hit the floor when thrust-dropped, the creak of leather boots as weight is shifted from one foot to the other while being thrust into and the mewing, moans and screams of delight during the run-up to and at orgasm. However, the scents: the pelvic musk of a fertile female or the coppery scent of a menstrual flow mixed with the tang of latex polish and latex wet with estrogenic sweat, the scent of sweat dampened leather boots and the fragrance of her shampoo go unappreciated by the casual viewer who hasn’t provided for his own stimulation by fondling and licking the relief zipper of an unwashed latex catsuit his mistress was wearing when he fucked her and a pair of her still sweat dampened ballet-boots that he can sniff.   

Sex with a porn actor: You may be surprised to learn that massively hung porn actors aren’t necessarily all that good during a sexual encounter. Apparently the fact that they are having sex so often with actresses who fake a lot of their seeming pleasure leads some of them to not bother to give a female partner her pleasure before they pull out and spew semen for the cum shot. The cum shot is usually a close-up of him pulling out to finish the last several strokes with his fingers so the audience can see the jets of thick hot cream splatter on his partner’s face, breasts, hard flat belly or on all of them if he is a heavy hitter spewing 6 to 8 or sometimes as much as10 ml of semen in five or six jets.

With Tanaquil’s men I’m pleased to say it has been quite different. The boys who will be with Bryony, Claire and me as partners in the video have been quite attentive during our ‘rehearsals’ as the Dryads are gorgeous, tight, deep and from their perspective ‘new pussy’ and with me because I’m known for my pelvic skills as well as a financial backer for the project in addition to also being ‘new pussy’. Our men are all making an effort to give us multiple orgasms fucking us boneless to where we just seem to melt during the afterglow while we each snuggle with our lover.

Male assistance with diaphragm insertion: The script calls for the three of us to allow our partners to ‘help’ with diaphragm insertion. None of the men had ever seen a diaphragm before much less inserted one so we are teaching them how to place a diaphragm correctly; pushing the posterior rim along the back wall of the vagina and under the cervix then tucking the anterior rim up behind the pubic bone and feeling with the fingers to ensure the cervix can be felt under the dome. It can be fun as they ‘accidently’ caress the shafts of our clits so we become aroused and wet which makes the diaphragms that much harder to insert since with arousal the vagina lengthens (tents) pulling the uterus and cervix deeper into the abdomen away from a thrusting penis. Its fun and good practice for the guys who seem genuinely interested in learning to insert a partner’s diaphragm correctly.

Of course we all check afterward to make certain they have done it properly. It wouldn’t matter other than possibly being uncomfortable for Bryony and Claire since they have GyneFix copper IUDs implanted - unless the guys were going to blow air into our vaginas where the diaphragm would be needed as a gas guard - but for me since I use a cervical barrier as my primary method it could mean the difference between safe sex and an unplanned pregnancy. That’s why I always ‘double bag’ with an Oves cap screwed down tight on my cervix under the diaphragm when playing with a man unless I’m menstrual when there is no possibility I will become fertile.   

Girl-girl sex, ripe rubber

A latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm with its introducer

The Photo: A latex flat spring diaphragm which because of the softness of the dome, the marvelous heat transfer properties of latex and the flat spring rim which makes it very difficult to under-thrust is the best cervical barrier to use for barrier fetish sex even though the latex dome won’t last as long as a silicone diaphragm and some few men and women are allergic to latex. The introducer makes inserting and removing it easier for a wearer with short fingers. The Reflexions pictured is no longer being made, but our clinic can make a similar device to an individual woman’s requirements.

Girl-Girl sex with Bryony’s step-mother: It’s getting difficult to find getaway time now that the ballet company is performing Romeo and Juliet, but the weekend schedule allowed it.  Nikolai and I were invited back to Headlong Hall while Lord A**** is away in the U.S. on an extended business and golfing trip and Bryony came along. Claire had been invited as well, but it was her brother’s birthday and she wanted to be with him then.  Returning readers will recall that the present Countess, who I’ll call ‘Brigitte’, is his 4^th wife who was a ballerina with the Paris Opera Ballet and at 26 is younger than Bryony. Brigitte is extremely flexible and is a hypersexual masochist as I am so we understand each other and have become friends since I became Bryony’s mentor. For the weekend Nikolai and Bryony were partners and Brigitte and I were a couple. I was CD16 and had just ovulated while Brigitte was CD12 and fertile. She has a standard (6 bead) copper frameless GyneFix IUD implanted with the strings trimmed off so she can safely wear a diaphragm w/o the worry of accidently pulling it out when she or her Lord, who is a latex fetishist, is removing her diaphragm. Brigitte has lovely firm high breasts which she enjoys having sucked. She also enjoys breastfeeding so we were a good team taking turns sucking each other’s nipples while our fingers were deep in each other’s vaginas caressing the G-spots while our thumbs were massaging the shafts of our clitorises. It’s so nice to find a lovely woman who enjoys milking me!

I was surprised to find how much I’d missed caressing the soft unblemished completion of young female skin and the scent of her shampoo, perfume and the pheromones in the sweat of her armpits while being caressed to orgasm by a lovely hard bodied very feminine dancer.  I think if we could train together for a few weeks I could move her cycle so it was in synchrony with mine. After we had given each other a long slow series of orgasms we lay spent in each other’s arms licking the sweat of one another’s breasts. It was marvelous not to have beard-burn on my cheeks and breasts from a man or have his semen draining out of me. It was just our clear musky arousal lube draining out that we could dip our fingers in and then lick it off to taste our partner’s vaginal secretions.

A threesome: Brigitte told me during our afterglow pillow-talk that she and Claire, Bryony’s first cousin, are lovers. I wasn’t surprised as Brigitte is a very beautiful woman and there is no one more aware of another woman’s beauty than a competitor for available men. Though married to Lord A**** Brigitte likes to seduce other women’s men just to keep her skills sharp. Even so she seems to draw other women to her w/o trying. Not only is Brigitte as glamorous as a Vogue model, but being married if she did accidently become preggers by a lover she could just say that Lord A**** was the father. Well, assuming the baby was Caucasian. However, Brigitte is very careful even with a GyneFix implanted since like me she works extremely hard to keep in top dancing form and would not want a pregnancy to ruin her bikini body even for a few months so she would have a vacuum aspiration and be rid of it.

I got the chance to have Claire as a lover the next night when she arrived unannounced and asked to share Brigitte’s bed with me. It was marvelous with the three of us in that huge bed. Our scent bouquet with different perfumes, shampoos, deodorants mixing with the scent of our estrogenic sweat and pelvic musk was glorious! Claire brought an additional secretion to the group as she was draining fresh semen from a friend of her father’s who fucked her just before she drove over form her parent’s adjoining estate. I found that extremely arousing before we even began to fondle one another!  By then I was CD22 and luteal having ovulated the week before and had an Oves screwed down tight on my crevice just in case a lover blew air into my vagina. You would be surprised how often that happens during girl-girl sex! 

I felt confident even though potent semen had been introduced into our threesome of reproductive age women that I was quite safe, but both Brigitte and Claire were fertile so there was a very small chance that they could become pregnant. I think that was what caused the frissson of danger we all felt while inserting our fingers in Claire’s vagina then inserting them in our own vaginas to share her coitial discharge. It ended up that I gave Claire cunilingus to suck out the remainder as she Kegeled it into my mouth. Like so many other professional ballerinas we all are completely waxed with the exception of scalp hair and eyebrows. I think that makes things so much neater as far as the female pelvic line in tight costumes and oral sex as there is no chance of getting hair caught in ones teeth.

Bryony and ballet-sex: Brigitte, Claire and I, in Brigitte's bedroom suite at Headlong Hall, could hear Nikolai and Bryony having ballet-sex in the hall outside her door as he had her bent over the balcony rail thrusting into her from behind while she was en pointe with her feet a la seconde. I knew from how he takes me during ballet-sex that his right arm was around her thigh with his hand caressing the shaft of her clitoris. He had her gasping, mewing and moaning before she screamed as she came with her vaginal contractions causing him to grunt and gasp as she milked his glans and he spewed thick hot jets of creamy semen against her unprotected cervix.  Actually, Nikolai took her twice more very quickly and she was moaning and screaming; Ohhh! Ohhh! Oh God yes! Just there!!! Yes there! While Brigitte Claire and I lay sprawled across her bed sucking quietly on one another’s nipples and giggling listening to Bryony having her brains fucked out. Since Bryony has a droll sense of humor I suspect she planned to be fucked senseless just outside her step-mother’s bedroom door as she knew we would be able to hear her as she orgasmed.

The pungent odor of a ripe latex diaphragm: I’m teaching the Dryads, Bryony and Claire, who returning readers will recall are working on their PhDs in Psychology at University College London by being Hostesses at the Costume Club (better known to the fetish community as Clever Cunts) about how to ‘ripen’ a diaphragm. It’s really only a matter of not removing the diaphragm for 48 hours after the last act of intercourse so the natural latex rubber can marinate in the female and male genital secretions. The only caveat is that that a cervical barrier or menstrual cup of any sort should not be left inserted with old blood in it. Old blood can cause a very serious infection if left in the vagina so during menstruation the barrier or cup should be removed as soon as possible. Some few latex fetishists have an acquired taste for the eye watering stench of natural rubber marinated in decomposing vaginal secretions and will pull the marinating device out of his partner’s vagina and lick the marinade off the diaphragm. A silicone diaphragm will develop an odor as well, but not to the same extent.

 

 

Magna Carta, my ancestors

The Magna Carta of 1215

British Library Cotton MS Augustus II 106

The Photo: one of only 4 known copies of the 1215 Magna Carta a charter agreed to by King John of England with his Barons at Runnymede, near Windsor, on 15 June 1215. The charter set down for the first time rules governing what the king could and could not do. Two copies are held by the British Library and one each by the cathedrals of Lincoln and Salisbury.

 

My ancestors and the Magna Carta: There is only a very tangential association with any of my ancestors and the Barons who signed the Magna Carta in 1225 and possibly the original in 1215. I was interested in the possible connection because June 15, 2015 was the 800^th anniversary of signing the original document. There is no known list of the original signers, but there is a list of the names of the 25 Barons who were delegated to oversee the terms of the agreement in the copy revised in 1225. In the brief biographies of these men, by Professor Nigel Saul, Royal Holloway, University of London, only two families seem to have any connection with Wales and both were Welsh Marcher Lords: 1) Richard de Clare and Gilbert de Clare, Earls of Hertford and used interchangeably with that of earl of Clare. 2) The younger William Marshal (c. 1190-1231). On his father’s death in 1219 he succeeded him as earl of Pembroke and marshal of England, while on his mother’s death in the following year he succeeded to the lordships of Chepstow in South Wales and Leinster in Ireland.  For Professor Nigel Saul’s brief biographies of the 25 see the article HERE 

Marcher Lords power: From the Wikipedia article ‘Marcher Lord’: “The Anglo-Norman lordships in this area were distinct in several ways: they were geographically compact and jurisdictionally separate one from another, and they had special privileges which separated them from the usual English lordships. Royal writ did not obtain in the Marches: Marcher lords ruled their lands by their own law—sicut regale ("like a king") as Gilbert, Earl of Gloucester, stated (Nelson 1966), whereas in England fief-holders were directly accountable to the king. Marcher lords could build castles, a jealously guarded and easily revoked Royal privilege in England. Marcher lords administered laws, waged war, established markets in towns, and maintained their own chanceries that kept their records (which have been completely lost). They had their own deputies, or sheriffs. Sitting in their own courts they had jurisdiction over all cases at law save high treason. "They could establish forests and forest laws, declare and wage war, establish boroughs, and grant extensive charters of liberties. They could confiscate the estates of traitors and felons, and regrant these at will. They could establish and preside over their own petty parliaments and county courts. Finally, they could claim any and every feudal due, aid, grant, and relief" (Nelson 1966, ch. 8), although they did not mint coins. Their one insecurity, if they did not take up arms against the king, was of dying without a legitimate heir, whereupon the title reverted to the Crown in escheat. Welsh law was frequently used in the Marches in preference to English law, and there would sometimes be a dispute as to which code should be used to decide a particular case.” The complete article can be read HERE.

My family appears to have been an offshoot of the Marshal family through an attempt to bring peace with the Welsh nobility by exchanging daughters in marriage the records for which seem to have disappeared in the mists of time. However, in legend an illegitimate son of the Welsh Prince Llewelyn who was helping his father fight the English seems to have been involved in building Blackthorn Castle.

Expressing/evacuating the dome for dive-sex: During the several days interval between the Autumnal Equinox and the total lunar eclipse of the Harvest moon I had the first real opportunity to work with Bryony and Claire and Ashley on their use of a latex flat spring diaphragm for upper reproductive tract protection (flood insurance) to minimize the likelihood of PID not for contraception as they both have stringless GyneFix copper IUDs implanted. Ashley is Jack, Viscount Sandbach’s fiancée, a RB ballerina from a noble family. She was newly preggers at Christmas 2014, but had a miscarriage at 12 weeks while she was still dancing. She was unfamiliar with ballet-sex as well as dive-sex so I’m teaching her along with the Dryads when she is available. The basics are rather simple; it’s just that becoming accustomed to sex while in scuba gear or on pointe being entered from behind with all our muscles clenched can take some getting used to.

Expressing the dome of a flat spring latex diaphragm prior to entering the water for dive-sex will increase the strength of the seal and remove almost all the remaining air in the dome so that stretching the thin highly elastic membrane over the cervix and glans when a partner thrusts in to the anterior fornix doesn’t force air into the uterus. Expressing is quickly and easily done: 1) Insert the diaphragm as usual making certain that it is correctly positioned. 2) Then squat and push down as though having a BM which will push the cervix closer to the entrance to the vagina where the wearer can easily get her fingers into her anterior fornix. 3) Insert two fingers and push the dome into the anterior fornix and all the way to the bottom. You should feel upward pressure on the crevice from the dome stretched tightly over the cervix and the fingers all the way to the bottom of the anterior fornix. If the diaphragm is sealing well the strong vacuum of the seal will cause the dome to cling to the cervix. The same steps can be used to express the air from a silicone diaphragm. However, the domes of silicone diaphragms are not nearly as elastic and so can’t be expressed as completely.

Stud service in the cistern: I pressed Jack, Viscount Sandbach, into service to help partner the Dryads (Bryony and Claire) during dive-sex. It wasn’t difficult to get him interested since Ashley was menstrual and not feeling well and Jack needed an outlet for his sexual needs. So I had him help Nikolai with Bryony and Claire’s dive-sex training in the cistern beneath the undercroft of Crag Abbey. It was only the second time the Dryads had scuba-sex and they felt far more confident that air or water wouldn’t be forced into their uteri since I showed them how to express the air and increase the strength of the seal.