We have a new Princess! Summer activities

Princess Charlotte Elizabeth Diana of Cambridge in her mother’s arms

The Photo: The fourth in line to the throne will be officially known as HRH Princess Charlotte of Cambridge. A Kensington Palace spokesman said that the names “spoke for themselves”.

Honors for Princess Charlotte: Two salutes took place on Monday May 4^th one at Hyde Park and the other at the Tower of London. The guns used were 13-pounder First World War-era field guns. The Royal Parks said 41 shots were fired at the park and 62 at the Tower, and blank artillery rounds were used. The salute fired fat Hyde Park was quite loud as it was just a few blocks from Eaton Square, but we could also hear the much longer one fired from the Tower of London.

From Wikipedia - Princess Charlotte of Cambridge:

“Title and Style: Princess Charlotte was, from birth, a British princess entitled to the style of Royal Highness under letters patent issued by Queen Elizabeth II on 31 December 2012, which gave the title and style to all children of the Prince of Wales's eldest son. Her official title and style is Her Royal Highness Princess Charlotte of Cambridge.

Ancestry: Through her paternal grandfather, Charles, Prince of Wales, she is a member of the House of Windsor. Through her paternal grandmother, Diana, Princess of Wales, she descends from the Spencer family, whose members include the Earls Spencer, Earls of Sunderland, and Dukes of Marlborough. Through her paternal great-grandfather, Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, the Princess belongs to the House of Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glücksburg (Kings of Greece, Denmark, and Norway).”

UNLV 2015 commencement and grad school: Commencement will be on Saturday May 16, at 9am & 2pm. Willow, Odette and Odile will be graduating. Bea will be starting Cambridge as an undergrad while the other three go to grad school at Cambridge where Taryn can guide or intercede for them if necessary. The girls have already shipped their SCUBA gear to Blackthorn castle and most of their things to Blackthorn House in Eaton Square.

Marvin and I will be flying back on Limnaea II out of Gatwick on Wednesday the 13^th for commencement so Anya is having our suite at my place in Vegas where they have all been living readied for us. I plan to depart for London with my wards and perhaps Anya, depending on her next assignment, on the evening of the 16^th. The girls are looking forward to fetish clubbing in London this summer and for diving my new deep training pool if it is completed on time.

Cambridge University: His Grace, the Duke of M**** was very helpful in getting them accepted, not because of their grades which are excellent, but because they are competing with candidates from the UK.  They have to be there and settled for Full Michaelmas term which runs from Tue 6 Oct - Fri 4 Dec by October 1st.

2015 Summer solstice: The Summer solstice will occur on Sunday June 21st.  Bea, Willow, Odette and Odile will be taking their respective places on the subtending altars at the celestial temple at Location Z along with me and suitable male partners to welcome the arrival of summer at sunrise on June 21^st. Jack, Viscount Sandbach, is already looking at young aristocrat candidates from his friends families with a view to making the celestial celebrations a bit more up-market. However, I don’t think Aphrodite whose temple we are celebrating in, cares as long as there are good breeding males who have participated and will forever be influenced by their sexual bonding to her at Location Z.

The recent election: His Grace is very pleased that the Conservatives won a majority in parliament as a steady hand is needed on the national purse strings. Not that he is particularly partial in general, but feared the possibility of a sharp swing to the left.

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.

Deer stalking, Crag Abbey and the heir

A red deer stag

Deer Stalking: The Duke, Cyndi’s grandfather, invited us all to one of his hunting lodges in the Scottish highlands for a few days of deer stalking, what we call hunting in the U.S. Deer stalking is primarily a male sport, but I think he offered because he knew from an earlier conversation that I want to see his hunting lodge and he would have me where I couldn’t easily escape his amorous attention. I know that sounds conceited of me to say that, but he told me as much when he said it was extremely isolated and was I sure I wouldn’t mind being with him for that length of time. I asked him straight out what about his mistress, Penelope, and he said she would have to make do with my escort, Colin, for the time we were all at Crag Abbey, the 13th century ruin parts of which he converted to a hunting lodge. Cyndi said Red deer stags come in season on July 1st in Scotland, but a detail like didn’t stop the Duke from stalking on his own land. She said he routinely takes high profile guests hunting regardless of the season if there are quality animals to shoot. So, for the past several weeks Anya, Cyndi and I and our men have been enjoying more of the hospitality of the Duke. He was looking forward to some company in the field, especially of men with military backgrounds who understand that silence is a hunter’s friend and don’t need to carry on conversations while stalking. He also wants companions who are good shots as it’s a terrible bother to send a guide out to track and kill a wounded buck that got away because of a poorly placed shot.

The heir: His Grace’s son, John, Marquis of M …, who at 37 is taking an advanced degree in archeology at Oxford after years as an officer in the Royal Marines, joined us at Crag Abbey for deer stalking. His arrival was a surprise to all but his father and he is gorgeous! He has a beautiful hard body, is quite strong, has a great sense of humor, is an expert shot and is amazing in bed. Not necessarily in that order. After my last three hour session with his Grace (which, as this is written, was more than a week ago) he had to take a nitro tablet under his tongue and finally realized he has to reduce his bedroom athletics a bit, at least with me. And quite rightly I think since I clearly remember the Duchesses caution to me about not killing him during sex. That has left Penelope, his mistress, still with Colin, who is nominally my escort for our stay at the Abbey. So I became the intimate partner of Lord John who hadn’t brought a girlfriend with him. At lunch on the day Himself fell ill, John asked if I would like to have a tour of the Abbey and while the Duke had shown me around briefly I was anxious to be in the company of the handsome budding archeologist who offered to “slake my fascination with the chapel and other subjects of mutual interest”. In a later entry I will write more about my tour of the Abbey with John and especially the early Roman temple(s) over which the chapel was built.

Hunting rifles: Several years ago His Grace bought four hunting rifles from a London gun maker, J. Roberts & Son (Gunmakers) Ltd. He bought J. Rigby mountain rifles with 26 inch barrels bored for a 7x64 Brenneke cartridge that fires a 154 grain bullet at 2,900 FPS. All have Zeiss 3x12 VARI telescopic sights. One of the Rigbys is crafted as a left hand rifle to his Grace’s personal specifications and three have standard right hand actions for guests who didn’t bring their own rifles. His son, John, the Marquis, Fiona’s brother and Cyndi’s Uncle who will eventually inherit the Duchy, bought a similar left hand action Rigby 7x64 Brenneke. The first day we were here His Grace took the men out to a small range to let them fire the Rigbys to check the zeros and see what firing them was like. His gillies had been spotting deer during the previous week knowing that Himself was having guests to hunt and said they had found some lovely bucks. The five men have been out most days stalking and have had great results. The meat that doesn’t go to the Duke’s table is distributed to the villagers who work at the Abbey so none goes to waste. On the coast and in the valleys the temperature has been in the 60s (Fahrenheit) and at the Abbey the temp has been in the 50s and is often shrouded in low clouds in the mornings. So for us girls tights and legwarmers under jeans as well as anoraks are needed if we go out on the terraces and ramparts.

Crag Abbey: Begun by the Benedictines in the early 12th century as a place of refuge and contemplation it was overrun in the mid 13th C by the local Clan whose Laird then added greatly to its fortification. Built over a natural spring of fresh water the Abbey was never again captured by force, but due to its isolation its occupants were either starved into surrendering or it was bypassed. One of the Dukes ancestors came by the Abbey and the thousands of hectares surrounding it as part of the marriage settlement when he married the Laird’s only daughter. Even so an English Duke owning Scottish land has never set well with the local population even though the family has owned the Scottish estate for several hundred years and the surrounding villages are dependent on the estate for their livelihoods. So the estate agent has been instructed to go out of his way to get along with the villagers and surrounding landowners and (according to the Duke) that has significantly reduced any local discontent. Much of the fabric of the Abbey was left to deteriorate over the centuries, but the present Duke and his father before him reclaimed and refurbished a range of apartments and the original chapel which contains the Roman temples. From the upper stories the apartments have splendid views of the surrounding mountains and lochs and when the weather is clear even views of the Atlantic in the distance. In recent years the Abbey has been fitted out with modern conveniences and there is a large generator to power them all. Located in the mountains of Western Scotland the Abbey gets heavy rains from weather systems coming off the Atlantic and even in mid-summer the weather can be cold and damp since at the elevation of 2600 feet the Abbey is often in the clouds for days at a time. So the many fireplaces are kept lit throughout the year since central heating, while available, is insufficient to thoroughly warm the stone of the walls, even though tapestries cover the walls to insulate the rooms from most of the chill.

The Roman Empire and the Abbey: It was while at Ascot hearing the Duke talk about the Roman iconography in the chapel that caused me to ask Himself if I could see the chapel and hunting lodge. I was particularly interested in the mosaic images of Roman Goddesses in the floor of the chapel which is the part of the abbey that was the least damaged by neglect over the centuries. The part that archeologists have found puzzling is that the mosaics appear to be of Roman origin perhaps of the 1st or 2nd centuries CE, long before Christianity became the state religion of the Roman Empire. There are representations of four powerful Roman Goddesses; Venus, Diana, Minerva, and Juno, which together are said to be unique. The Abbey wasn’t founded until the 12th C and none of the founding documents of the Abbey exist to tell us why it was built directly over an earlier Pagan holy site, but it probably had to do with the location of the spring and in order to co-opt the beliefs of the local population in order to convert them to Christianity as was done with placing Christmas near the Winter Solstice to appease the Celts etc. That seems to have been what happened, but why the pagan mosaics weren’t destroyed or paved over by the Benedictines is a puzzle. During the Roman occupation of the Britain tribes from Scandinavia were actively raiding coastal communities in the British Isles so perhaps the original site was a mountain sanctuary from Scandinavian raiders of the time. The site hasn’t been the subject of proper scholarly study so this is mostly conjecture by the Duke.

The Abbey is far north of the Antonine Wall, a stone and turf fortification built by the Romans across what is now the Central Belt of Scotland, between the Firth of Forth and the Firth of Clyde (just north of Glasgow and Edinburgh). Construction began in AD 142 at the order of Emperor Antoninus Pius and the barrier represented the northernmost frontier of the Roman Empire. So perhaps they had outposts in the hills along the coast and pulled back to a more defensable position when the wall was completed.