Wet dreams – women and dive-sex

Photo by Carl Montoya of a pensive woman diver

The Photo:  So enigmatic! A hauntingly beautiful photo by Carl Montoya capturing the longing – or perhaps it’s concern - on the woman diver’s face as she sinks toward the bottom of the pool. She is obviously on the prowl as her eyes are made-up and she is getting lip-gloss on the mouthpiece of her reg. Clad in a tight rubber thong-bottom suit for easy access and with her head cocked she’s listening to the hiss of gas as with collapsed cheeks she sucks on her demand valve. Soon there will be the roar of bubbles rushing toward the surface as she exhales hardly moving while she waits. What could she be thinking…?

Pensive pondering: I talked with three of my women Halloween house party guests who had experienced the thrill of underwater sex while night diving in SCUBA gear with male guests. They shared the thoughts they had while adjusting to the pressure as they descended toward the bottom and during the process of being tethered by an ankle leash to a large cement block on the bottom in mid pool to prevent being forced into the walls during strenuous activity while mating.  

The jaded escort:  The young blonde in a form fitting rubber suit waiting for her new lover to descend to join her and wondering...  Is he experienced enough with rubber suits to gently pull the thong bottom to one side or should I do it for him? If I did, would I appear too anxious? I’m so glad my pubes are completely nude. The laser removal worked well and prevents having even short hair being pulled when a lover is moving my rubber or tight fitting fabric suit out of his way. Will he stay hard during the encounter until I milk him? Has he taken a performance enhancer to prevent penis wilting? It’s a common problem with first time men or men over forty and one escorts hate. I’m so glad I’m not menstrual so there is no concern that my flow will stain my suit, but if he rubs my cervix raw which has happened, I could have heavy spotting after sex.

Will the reproductive tract protection I’m wearing to prevent the hydraulics of his thrusting from forcing water into my uterus during dive-sex be effective?  Then she, nearly freaks out when she remembers that she forgot to insert her barrier before entering the water! Suddenly her major concern is that her well-endowed lover will be so energetic thrusting into her anterior fornix that without her contraceptive barrier, worn for “flood insurance”, he will dislodge the mucus plug in her cervical os. 

That is a legitimate worry since she faked her negative pregnancy test and is about eight weeks along and she briefly considers cancelling the encounter and heading to the surface, but decides to go ahead with their encounter. Her unintended pregnancy is by the man who escorted her to the party and she’s not yet showing so if she can get through their dive-sex encounter she might be ok for the rest of the party. She knows she shouldn’t be diving at all, but needs the money. Worse however, is the fact that she has fallen in love with the client and wants to carry his baby to term, but the longing to feel her married lover’s erection thrusting inside her is too great to resist so she risks harming the fetus should her mucus plug fail and she have water forced into her uterus.

The ingénue: While at a house party at this ancient rambling pile, the young ballerina accepts an invitation from a gorgeous young hardbody man from an adjoining estate for a night dive-sex encounter in their hostess’s deep indoor pool. While she is a good swimmer she has never used SCUBA gear or a thong-back rubber suit like the one she was given to wear and is very uncertain about her safety both from the standpoint of an equipment failure and also from possible injury to her reproductive tract while mating with her dive partner. She is also uncertain about what is expected of her other than being a warm, tight, deep reservoir for the deposit of her lover’s seed.

He is an amazingly handsome man with a gloriously sexy hairy chest. She becomes aroused as she fantasizes about slowly pushing her erect nipples through his thick soft pelt of brown chest hair once she can get out of the rubber suit. The thought of that makes the muscles of her vagina gently spasm, her flat belly tingle and her labia swell and part with desire. But her lover is known to have a reputation for trouble, which she thinks makes him that much more interesting.

She had several glasses of champagne before she accepted the invitation and as she floats nearly weightless awaiting her partner’s completion of tethering her to the bottom with an ankle leash she reconsidered the rumors she had heard about him. Not that all the rumors are true of course as those sorts of stories seem to compound in the retelling, but still… She’d repeatedly heard that he had impregnated at least three young women who had gone night diving with him. And, supposedly, they all insist it was from their underwater sexual encounters with him that they conceived. Worse was the fact that they all were on a very effective form of contraception – a hormonal IUD - so talking with one another they couldn’t understand how three IUD pregnancies could occur in such a short time with the same man! Hormonal IUDs have a failure rate of less than 1% and none of the women were near the end of their IUDs effective life and all were correctly placed.

If the stories are true having three different women experience IUD failures and becoming preggers by the same man strongly suggests the man was somehow tampering with their hormone levels. While she watched as her lover fastened the Velcro closure of the leash around her ankle, the ingénue had time to think about his earlier partner’s pregnancies and consider if she felt well enough protected be the frameless regular (6 copper bead) GyneFix IUD recently implanted. She was fertile and on CD13 so she should ovulate the next day, but the ions from the dissolving copper should immobilize his sperm before they reached her tubes.

Since she isn’t on hormones she decided there was no way for him to have tampered with the effectiveness of her GyneFix as she had the strings trimmed off so it couldn’t be accidently pulled out if she wore a diaphragm for “flood insurance”. But she had put off having a diaphragm fitting and now regretted passing up the opportunity to be fitted for the custom flat spring latex diaphragm that is the most effective barrier to wear for flood insurance; to prevent the possibility, however slight, of having a partner force water into her uterus and give her PID. She vowed book an appointment with her Gyn to be fitted when she returned to London.  While she was wearing no barrier for “flood insurance” on balance she was very glad that she had a packet of the morning-after pill ellaOne, a 30mg tablet of ulipristal acetate, in her cosmetic kit and planned to take it as back-up contraception as soon as she got back to her bedroom.  

The fiancé hunter: The assertive young blonde in the very tight fitting rubber thong-bottom suit is husband hunting and had come to the house party with the man she had decided would make her a good husband as he has a title and money.  He is the third man she had decided met her requirements. The previous two had escaped her net and married someone else and she was determined that this one would be helplessly in her thrall before the house party was over. Not that she was lowering her expectations an any way by being after him as he was the eldest son of an Earl whose previous fiancée had been killed in a boating accident several years earlier and he was only now returning to the social scene seeking female companionship.  She is known to her circle of male acquaintances as a consummate flirt and one of the best nonprofessional women in southern England at performing fellatio.

Unknown to her friends however is the fact that she had been upgrading her pelvic skills by training for several months to provide Pompoir and the Mare’s trick for her lovers. She decided that underwater where they would float weightless was a marvelous place to test her new skills to entrap the man she wanted as a husband. She needed one to give her social status and keep her in the style to which she had been accustomed (as a banker’s daughter) while she developed a small stable of men to satisfy her sexual needs during her prospective husband’s frequent absences from home away on business.

The videos from the pool that recorded every caress and thrust of their encounter show her partner having his brains fucked out nearly expelling his regulator on several occasions while he held himself stationary buried deep in her hard, flat belly as she milked his penis. Then wrapped her legs around him and gripped his penis so tight in the Mare’s Trick grip that the blood was trapped in his erection during the few minutes of his refractory interval. Once she released her grip he was ready to be stimulated to orgasm again w/o having his erection wilt or withdrawing from her vagina. By the end of the house party she seemed to have been successful as she was leading her intended fiancé around on a psychological penis leash.

The Halloween house party

A gold-twist borosilicate glass dildo

The Photo: A borosilicate glass dildo 7.0 inches long and 1.5 inches in diameter that I got from Glass Fantasy. It can be warmed or cooled before insertion and boiled for sterilization. The flanged base fits into a suction cup that will hold it stationary horizontally - to attach it to a studio mirror for ballet-sex training – or vertically if sitting on the floor or a hard chair. It’s a marvelous toy!

Dildo masturbation: All of my women guests were looking forward to experiencing underwater sex either with a partner or using a glass dildo. Each of them told me on Tuesday before they left what a marvelous time they had with their male partners and what a thrill dive-sex had been.  Upon arrival, my women guests all had to take home pregnancy tests before Carla, my Divemaster, would allow them into the pool for underwater sex. Carla helped several of the married women guests have their first underwater orgasm using borosilicate glass dildos and silicone vaginal lube. Masturbatory dive-sex can be an amazingly erotic experience and a wonderful kinky escape for a conservative woman who is concerned about a possible pregnancy from sex with a male partner other than her husband.  

UK changed back to GMT: On Sunday October 30^th, everyone in UK lost an hour as we reverted from British Summer Time (BST) to Greenwich Mean Time or GMT. Switching from Daylight Saving Time to Standard Time in the U.S and Canada will occur on Sunday November 6, 2016.

My Halloween house party: Most of the guests at my Halloween celebration just sleep in - except for the few men who go deer and wild boar hunting - and seem to be having a lovely time, although there have been some unintended consequences for some of the ‘entertainment’ staff. My guests are enjoying delicious meals from my head cook’s, Mrs. Bridge, kitchen; venison steaks, roast boar tenderloin and rack of spring lamb to name a few.

Dive Sex -unintended consequences: One of Tanaquil’s escorts flooded her FFM while orgasming during dive-sex with his grace the Duke of M**** in my shallow pool – they were at the 48-foot, 8 fathom level - and developed aspiration pneumonia from getting water in her lungs. I’ve usually found that flooding a well-fitting FFM is rather hard to do accidently. She is a very experienced dive-sex escort, but stuff happens!  She must have hit it with her hand while screaming during particularly strong vaginal contractions.

Another of Tanaquil’s girls got water forced into her uterus when the FemCap displaced off her cervix and is being treated to prevent pelvic inflammatory disease, PID. Fortunately, so far none of my guests has been injured. A good many men who hadn’t experienced dive-sex have taken the opportunity to try it under controlled and relatively safe conditions with Carla, my Divemaster, monitoring their encounters as a safety precaution.

I’m pleased to say that none of my women guests had any apparent reproductive tract problems while here from Friday to Tuesday. I don’t count the pregnant escort who faked her pregnancy test and arrived as the partner of an invited male guest. [More about that in my next post.] In the future, all house party pregnancy tests will be administered in sight of a nurse or Gyn. It will take three or four weeks to know for certain that there were no unintended pregnancies, but it is very unlikely since I am the only one not on some form of long acting reversible contraceptive (LARC) and I had ovulated several days before I took my lovers without any form of contraceptive protection. So, I’m pleased to say that I still have sperm from at least three men in my tubes as I write this. 

Unprotected sex for Halloween: For Halloween, I ovulated right on time (Friday the 28^th) this cycle. So, I was able to take my partners totally unprotected on Halloween, Monday (the 31^st) and I’m luxuriating with the knowledge that I have several men’s sperm in my tubes waiting for me to release an egg which won’t occur for another three and a half weeks, from their standpoint long after the little swimmers will be dead and flushed out.  I know I’ve mentioned the sperm in my tubes at least twice, but I’m exceptionally pleased that my lovers did their biologic best planting highly motile sperm deep inside me all to no avail.  

Thanksgiving planning: Thanksgiving is celebrated in the U.S. on the fourth Thursday in November which this year falls on the twenty-fourth.  I’m already thinking about my Thanksgiving celebration here at Blackthorn Castle. As I wrote last year the Thanksgiving holiday, complete with roast turkey, seems to have caught on in the UK, perhaps because everyone likes another holiday. So, I will be holding another holiday house part this Thanksgiving.

Sex Thanksgiving week: I should be fertile beginning about the 21^st and ovulate on the day after thanksgiving, the 25^th, so there is no way I will be able to safely take my lover(s) totally unprotected during that time as I did on Halloween. I’ll probably wear a tiny silicone Oves cervical cap screwed down tight on my cervix the entire week as Oves can be worn at any depth during dive-sex. The only drawback with Oves is that you can’t use most silicone lubes – other than the specially formulated DiveGel+ - with it which is needed for dive-sex.

Turtles in the BVI, female Viagra and new partners

A Hawksbill sea turtle in the BVI

The Photo: A Hawksbill sea turtle on the bottom of a bay in the BVIs. See how well its coloration blends with the bottom flora and fauna. 

Sea turtles in the BVIs: The British Virgin Islands has a Sea Turtle Hunting season December 1st through March 31st. Hunters are legally allowed to harvest Hawksbill and Green Sea Turtles, both endangered animals. Hawksbill turtles (must be 15+inches carapace length) and Green turtles (24 +inches carapace length) but these sizes still put them in the late juvenile / sub-adult age. There is a moratorium on loggerhead turtles, leatherback turtles, & all sea turtle eggs.

Sea turtles are breeding now and interfering with their egg laying is prohibited. Fortunately for us most of their breeding grounds and egg laying beaches are on the northern side of Tortola. So far we have only had only one female, a huge leatherback, come ashore to nest and she is on one end of the beach up against the cliff out of the way where it is sunny during the day. Marvin and I were on the beach after midnight where he was doing his biologic best to breed me when we heard her digging her nest.  We were almost finished so he came (he had already given me my pleasure) and we went to watch her finish digging, lay her eggs and cover them with several feet of sand then reenter the water. She will probably be back with another batch in a few weeks.

There is an active movement to ban the hunting of all varieties and sizes of sea turtles in the BVIs, but they constitute an important boost to the economy during hunting season and they are delicious to eat.     

Flibanserin a female Viagra?: In early June an advisory panel to the USFDA recommended approval of Flibanserin, a drug touted by Sprout Pharmaceuticals to treat Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder (HSDD) in women--a persistent lack of desire for sex. The advisory panel’s 18-6 vote came with stipulations from those in favor that measures be taken to reduce the drug's side effects that can include low blood pressure, fainting, sleepiness and nausea.

HSDD was recognized as a distinct sexual function disorder for more than 30 years, but was removed from the American Psychiatric Association’s Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders in 2013, and replaced with a new diagnosis called female sexual interest/arousal disorder (FSIAD).

In trials for women taking Flibanserin the average number of times they had “satisfying sexual events” rose from 2.8 to 4.5 times a month. The majority of adverse events being mild to moderate and were resolved during the treatment. The most commonly reported adverse events included dizziness, nausea, fatigue, somnolence and insomnia. That’s almost a doubling of satisfying events so for women suffering from FSIAD the side effects may be worth putting up with them. Thank God I’m not one of them!

How Flibanserin works: [from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flibanserin] “The proposed mechanism of action refers to the Kinsey dual control model. Several sex steroids, neurotransmitters, and hormones have important excitatory or inhibitory effects on the sexual response. Among the neurotransmitters, the excitatory activity is driven by dopamine and norepinephrine, while the inhibitory activity is driven by serotonin. The balance between these systems is relevant for a healthy sexual response. By modulating these neurotransmitters in selective brain areas, Flibanserin, a 5-HT1A receptor agonist and 5-HT2A receptor antagonist, is likely to restore the balance between these neurotransmitter systems. 5-HT1A receptor activation likely plays a significant role in the empathogenic effects of serotonin releasing agents (SRAs) like MDMA ("Ecstasy") as well.”

“Flibanserin is a 5-HT1A receptor agonist and 5-HT2A receptor antagonist that had initially been investigated as an antidepressant. Preclinical evidence suggested that Flibanserin targets these receptors preferentially in selective brain areas and helps to restore a balance between these inhibitory and excitatory effects.”

HPV inoculations and biocides: Fortunately all the new girls have had their Gardasil shots and because of the high number of male partners we are all sharing we are using a new biocide from Labia Labs, a major improvement to DiveGel+ called DiveGel++. The new formulation of silicone lube can be safely used with silicone cervical barriers for dive-sex and is easier to remove from lingerie and swimsuits, but of course a silicone lube isn’t conducive to cunilingus unless the lube is applied afterward. The lube also has an improved vaginal pH balance and the biocide is more effective with no side effects.  

The new men’s sexual education continues: In my post for May 31, 2015 I mentioned five couples who had come down for the women (who are friends or Taryn’s at Cambridge) to get a bit of sun and a few hours of familiarization training as ‘Hostesses’ at a fetish club this summer since they want to experience the fetish community first hand as background for their study of medicine and eventually psychiatry. The men in my circle as well as the boyfriends they brought with them are keeping the new girls filled with fresh semen. But it is the five new STI screened men that my circle and I were particularly pleased to have joined us. While they have great sexual stamina they aren’t all that worldly though several of them think they are the world’s gift to women.

For me there is nothing more erotic that taking a new unprotected man inside me for the first time and the few after that are marvelous as well as I learn his lovemaking technique, especially if he is well endowed. As this is written I’m CD10 and fertile and should ovulate on Friday the 12^th so I need to be sure I’m protected with a cervical barrier of some sort as I enjoy the new scent, the color of their eyes and hair, the feel of them grasping my hips or shoulders to hold me in position while they work on my G-spot or thrust into my anterior fornix squeezing his glans when I have a Reflexions flat spring diaphragm inserted and his thrusting rubs the anterior rim against my G-spot. For most encounters I can delay my most intense orgasms to have the contractions occur when he is ready and we tip over the edge into toe curling, gasping, screaming ecstasy together.

Bea has set all the new men back on their heels. When an 18 y/o who appears to be an ingénue milks a man’s penis when he takes her to bed for the first time thinking he is going to show her what sex with a man is all about it can be a shock to his masculinity.  On their first encounter she always mind-fucks him, giving him pompoir and it’s usually the first time for him! She can quickly have a man on a psychological penis leash if he isn’t careful as they can easily become addicted to her amazing muscular encounters and become in thrall to her grip. Fortunately she hasn’t had her head turned by the effect she has on men, at least not yet.

Service school: The five Cambridge grad students who have come to me for ‘hostess familiarization training’ as Taryn called it are all popping 500mg fast acting capsules of acetaminophen because of what one called pelvic trauma. I had cautioned them to try to avoid bruising of the mons pubis from a partner’s too forceful thrusting when his pelvis slams into hers, but for some it takes personal experience to drive the lesson home, in a manner of speaking.

The trainees were told to bring three pairs of 5” pumps (stripper heels) as well as at least one pair of good quality leather ballet-boots which they were fitted for at the Blackthorn fetishwear shop. The boots are custom made by a cobbler in London. They are well made of good leather, provide plenty of ankle support and the heels won’t break or come off easily nor will the reinforced toe-boxes collapse. The boots aren’t up to Gepetto’s standards, but they only cost £350 rather than the £2,000 that his would cost. I am very pleased how well their ballet-boots fit and they come with a quarter of a stress ball in the toe-boxes. It only took two sessions to teach them that the boots have to be laced extremely tight to grip the instep. Correctly laced 90% of the wearer’s weight is supported by the instep being wedged between the tongue and laces and the shank of the boot while the remaining 10% is on her toes pressed into the stress ball. They are actually doing very well wearing them, becoming accustomed to walking confidently in them and the thick leather of the shafts provide good ankle support. They can keep up during our regular 30 minute ballet-boot exercise session where my wards and I walk around the house wearing heel guards to protect the floors and carpets and up and down stairs to keep our feet and legs used to the needs of ballet-boot wearing.

I would have liked the girls to also train in pointe-shoes as that is a skill that few hostesses have and would increase their desirability, but while they had all taken ballet and a year or two of pointe they do not have the muscles nor stamina for hostessing en pointe and there is no time to build up the needed strength and flexibility in their legs, feet and ankles. We started with the easiest shoes first being penetrated from behind while in stripper heels while bent over with the hands griping the knees. This also gave the students some relief from being penetrated from the front where their bruised pubic bones would almost certainly be hit. And now we have progressed to being entered from the rear while standing in ballet-boots either bent over holding on to a barre, chair back or counter top, or just bent over holding on to her knees, but that takes much better balance than when entered that way in stripper heels. 

Deep Desire

A Deep Desire girl modeling a waterproof Odile tutu

Aberdeen recreational sex: Before we left Scotland Tanaquil wanted Anya and me to visit Taryn’s new Aberdeen recreational sex facility, Deep Desire. She saw an unfilled need from some North Sea oil field workers. It’s a place especially designed for the technical divers who work on the rigs in ice cold seas wearing armored diving suits or for shallow water work on the rigs structure in specially heated dry suits. There has been a lot of dive activity since the August 13th Oil spill leaking from a Royal Dutch Shell pipeline in the North Sea from a pipe leading to the Gannet Alpha platform, located 112 miles east of Aberdeen. Tani says that sort of very dangerous work requiring highly skilled divers has increased the need for a facility catering to a client’s interest in rough and very deep penetration dive-sex as a favorite form of stress release. I love men who know what they want and take their pleasure from women strong enough to withstand giving it to them. There are a surprising number of divers with ballerina fantasies involving dive sex and not all that many women escorts who are or can pass as dancers with the skill to act out an underwater sex fantasy with a commercial diver who is into underwater deep penetration so there are currently openings on the staff for women who can qualify.

The fantasy part is the woman is in a bikini and silicone pool pointes so her body is totally accessible for fondling in a 15 ft deep encounter pool of 85° F water. There are other clothing options the client can choose where the escort enters the water clad in a neoprene wetsuit or latex catsuit and the client gets to help her strip before penetration or he can just enter her through the relief zipper of her suit. And, the client – for an additional fee – can watch her being dressed in the dive gear he will help her strip out off.

When Anya and I visited Deep Desire we were welcome additions to the staff that day. My favorite client (I had three in eight hours) wanted me to wear a red latex Polymorphe catsuit available from the company costumer. I also chose to wear a matching anonymity hood. The anonymity hood was at my insistence since it seals well and it protects my hair from the pool chemicals and I didn’t want the client to see my face. My body is unmarked so there is no way to identify me from just body images. I was in my luteal phase when I had my day of Deep Desire encounters so I wasn’t at my deepest – which is when I’m fertile and my cervix is ripe; soft, open and high, but when penetrated from behind I could still comfortably take 9 ½ inches so I was pretty sure I could give my North Sea diver clients a good time. I knew my favorite had watched me being suited up and inserting my Reflexions gas guard and the silicone based intimate lube DiveGel and I was somewhat aroused by knowing that I was the object of a wonderfully hunky voyeur.

The rubberist and my diaphragm: When I came out to meet him on the pool surround he asked without any embarrassment why I was wearing a diaphragm. He said he loved the idea of vaginal rubber, but was curious since most women he knew were on the pill. I told him there were two reasons, first I didn’t like hormonal birth control, but equally as important for underwater sex a diaphragm is a safety feature every woman should use to prevent getting PID from having water forced into her uterus by the hydraulics of her partner’s thrusting if her vagina should flood, a common occurrence, during an underwater sexual encounter. He was amazed to learn the importance of a gas guard to a woman’s underwater safety and was delighted to learn there was an important piece of rubber feminine protection dive gear as he was a rubberist and now can get a thrill just knowing women routinely wear covert latex, especially since it provides such intimate protection.

I am naturally sexually assertive even when I’m luteal, but it was his fantasy and so I let him tell me what he wanted me to do. He helped me into my SCUBA set and an OTS Guardian FFM and fastened a weight belt around my waist. I didn’t need the weight belt because I had 2 lb weights screwed on to the platforms of my pool pointes that more than offset any air trapped in my anonymity hood, but his fantasy was with a latex suited girl in a weight belt so I wore it. With all the weight it did make it easier to keep the platforms of my pool pointes on the pool bottom while doing a ‘bottom barre’ for him to demonstrate my flexibility and how the Polymorphe latex suit did not limit it in any way.

He was young, only 27 and told me he had been, “trying to save myself for when I came ashore.” so he wasn’t into masturbation for release and as a result he had a huge amount of pent up sexual energy (though he did admit to having wet dreams) which he focused on me. He was magnificent! Delightfully thick, rock hard and a bit more than 9 inches long so he completely filled me and for such a young man he knew how to use the equipment he had been given to repeatedly send me into a series of G-spot orgasms each more powerful than the one before until I wondered if he was going to cause me to exhaust my air before his stamina gave out. He was in such immense need that he came in me six times under his own power and I ripple gripped him twice more sucking his seed into my belly with my vaginal muscles before he indicated he wanted me to stop because he was too sore to continue. Actually, he was so spent that after we surfaced I had to help him out of the pool. He was so embarrassed! Though she came away from Deep Desire well satisfied I don’t think Anya had nearly as good a time as I did.

Naughty Pleasures and Trop. storm Lee: When the Gulf of Mexico oil platforms were evacuated this week for Lee some of our regulars came back to Vegas and to our casino’s cabaret, Naughty Pleasures. We had missed them for a year or so as a lot of Gulf operations were closed down after the BP oil spill, but now activity is beginning to return to normal, just in time for peak hurricane season. Now that Lee is moving on-shore in another day or two the guys will be going back out on the rigs, but we are having a lot of girls filled with semen whose services were paid for with oil company paychecks.

Gas guard tricks professionals use

A training set: Gaynors, a gas guard and its introducer

Penelope’s Training: While our men have been out deer stalking I’ve been working with Penelope, the Duke’s current mistress, to widen the range of her intimate skills. She was a soloist with the English National Ballet before becoming arm candy for Himself and on this trip she has been fucking my escort, Colin, while I have been in the Duke’s or his son John’s bed. While with Colin he has been telling her about underwater intercourse which made her want to try dive-sex in the castle’s heated pool so she asked me to help her with the basics she needed for safety and pleasure during an underwater penetrative encounter

The basics are straight forward and she was already OW certified with SCUBA equipment which reduced the training she needed to vaginal and upper reproductive tract protection. Fortunately I had brought along my fitting set and the spare Reflexions diaphragms I had left over after fitting Taryn’s friends in the Sirens. [For more about them see my entry ‘The Sirens’ for June 22, 2011.] I’ve learned to keep the fitting set and a selection of Reflexions sizes with me since I always seem to be asked by women I meet about how they can go about safely having underwater sexual encounters. A training set similar to the Gaynor pointes and Reflexions diaphragm shown in the photo above is worn during pointe class as a confidence building measure to get the woman accustomed to wearing a diaphragm with a high vacuum in the dome during strenuous exercise.

Underwater sex, a greater need for care: In earlier entries on this blog I haven’t gone into detail about fitting gas guards, who are the best candidates and which women may be at greater risk during dive-sex. That may have led to a misconception by readers that any woman can safely use a gas guard. However, that’s not the case. Fitting diaphragms for use as gas guards during dive-sex requires close attention to detail during the patient pelvic exam as the environment in which the device will be used is far more hostile than encountered during regular PVI on the surface. A careful check of the vaginal walls for growths, scar tissue or genetic irregularities that could prevent the rim from sealing properly is critical because it is essential that the dome develop a strong vacuum to hold the device securely in place over the cervix while the wearer is aroused underwater.

Vaginal flooding: The best fit of a diaphragm is the largest size that is comfortable to wear when not aroused. The sign of a good fit is a vacuum in the dome so strong that it is difficult for the wearer to break the seal to remove it. The left end of the introducer shown in the photo accompanying this entry can be used to insert between the vaginal wall and the rim as an aid to help break the seal of a diaphragm with a very strong vacuum in the dome. The ability to create a seal and vacuum strong enough that the dome will not displace even when the vagina floods is something that a significant percentage of the escorts who want to offer dive-sex as a service can’t manage because of irregularities in their vaginal walls and as a result if they offer dive-sex they are at considerable personal risk of PID or an embolism.

Returning readers will remember that a strong vacuum is needed to hold the diaphragm correctly in place when the wearer is fully aroused because the anterior rim is out of her pubic notch and is adhering to the anterior vaginal wall by the grip of the vaginal muscles and the vacuum in the dome. This is extremely important during dive-sex because of the likelihood of her vagina flooding especially during pool or open water encounters where the wearer’s body is rotating so that the opening of her vagina is pointing toward the surface at times during the encounter.

If the vagina floods and the vacuum isn’t very strong that could lead to the dome of her diaphragm displacing and flooding as well. So teaching a woman who wants to use her diaphragm as a gas guard ‘Totally Evacuated Dome (TED) exercises’ is important. It’s easy to increase the vacuum by squatting and pushing down forcing the cervix toward the entrance to the vagina to totally evacuate the dome so (TED) exercises are an important part of dive-sex training.

As I’ve written elsewhere in this blog the only diaphragm that meets all the requirements of a deep water gas guard is the Reflexions latex flat spring device. A flat spring rim is important because it is not only very difficult for a man to under-thrust, but is the only rim style that will not distort due to water pressure on dives deeper than 10 meters. Additionally the latex dome is softer and stretchier than silicone which means it can transmit body heat more effectively, but more importantly for this application the dome can be more completely evacuated so the latex membrane is stretched over the cervix and clings to it like a coat of paint. Total evacuation puts pressure on the cervix which some women find reassuring as it is a sign that the vacuum is very strong. Others find pressure on the tip of the cervix to be uncomfortable and can’t stand it so a strong vacuum while important can be an acquired taste. The down side of the Reflexions is that a flat spring rim can be harder to insert correctly than an arcing spring rim and a latex device has a shorter service life than silicone and can’t be used by couples who have a latex allergy.

Lubrication: It is vital for the woman’s reproductive health and comfort that she use a thick silicone gel as a waterproof vaginal lube to coat her delicate tissues during an underwater penetrative encounter. For this we are using DiveGel+ a reformulation of an industrial silicone base bearing lube to which has been added a biocide. The biocide is necessary to reduce the likelihood of STIs because the male partner can’t wear a condom during dive-sex. There is the option of using a female condom inserted prior to entering the water, but the esthetics of FC use prevents it from being a frequently used alternative. Usually a 10ml prefilled applicator of DiveGel+ in the vagina is sufficient for an interval of several hours. A small amount of DiveGel is also applied to the inside of the dome of the diaphragm to lubricate the cervix when the vacuum stretches the latex membrane over the cervix.

Penelope’s dive-sex encounters: I’m pleased to say that Penelope’s pelvic anatomy is ideal for wearing a Reflexions and she easily adapted to the subtleties of insertion and the TED exercises to pump down the vacuum in the dome. She also found the sensation of the latex dome gripping her cervix as reassuring so it seems she is an excellent candidate for effective gas guard use. She and Colin have been in the castle pool frequently in the last few days as she gains experience with her new skill.

Rape as a breeding fantasy

Between takes on an early spring photo shoot

The photo: For a few days last week the early mornings were cool here (in the mid 50s) and great weather for wearing latex outdoors, then by noon the temperature was in the 80s and perfect for an early spring photo shoot in swimsuits. The model is wearing a ‘bondage suit’ that the wearer can tie herself into that is mainstream enough to wear in a family setting while exciting bondage lovers with the cords across her back binding her into her suit. I discourage my dancers from wearing that sort of suit as the tan lines show when they wear scanty costumes. It is much better if they wear pasties and a Penetrator, or a similar pelvic plug while tanning which keeps the strategic areas protected from the sun and the male gaze while allowing a lovely uniform tan across the expanses of skin that show in even the smallest costumes.

A rape impregnation fantasy: [Rape: “Having sexual intercourse with a woman or girl forcibly and with out her consent.”] The first of the insemination getaway package guest has arrived at The Lorelei for her six day stay. Her check in was very quickly accomplished as almost all had been done several days ago on-line and her Vuitton wardrobe trunks were sent directly to her suite and unpacked by experienced escort submissives. Adolph uses young female escorts as servants for this service as they are knowledgeable about the desires and needs of clients and if the client needs girl-girl comforting the escort is ready to provide any desired intimate services. The guest is a 27 y/o 125 lb 5’8” brunette from a major banking family in Lichtenstein with royal blood in their veins. She has been a serious ballet student for nearly 20 years and intends to work ballet into her fantasy. It’s not surprising that so many women from western European wealth have ballet as their exercise – it is seen as an elitist art - to keep in excellent physical condition by continuing their training at least three times a week.

She came to The Lorelei intending to fight off the man who is to inseminate her so that if he overwhelms her defenses and she conceives she can rationalize her condition as the result of being raped. In her mind this somehow absolves her of any guilt in having a man other than her husband impregnate her. It also gives her the experience of being sexually dominated by a man after a fight which I’m willing to bet she is looking forward to. She knows that her strict Catholic background will not permit her to abort the fetus even when it is the result of rape and so she is obliged to pretend it is her husbands. Jacques who will impregnate her has the same blood group as her husband even though DNA analysis would easily show that the child is not her husbands. She is confident that her husband will believe anything she tells him and so once pregnant she is safe. Her plan doesn’t withstand rational scrutiny as it is full of wishful thinking and rationalizations, but in her mind it is a plan that meets her spiritual and physical needs and for her that is what counts.

The Breeding Suite: Before she arrived Adolph had given me a tour of the ‘breeding suite’ as he calls it. There is a bedroom, sitting room, a 600 sq ft ballet studio and on the level below is a 20 ft deep encounter pool with a dressing room and storage for SCUBA gear as well as surface fed diving equipment. Adolph is proud of the fact that one entire mirrored glass wall of the ballet studio is one-way glass behind which is a control and viewing room so that the 8 video cams can be operated from there and trainers as well as voyeurs can watch and listen to the activity in the studio.

The plan is to neither offer videos to breeding clients nor sell them through Taryn’s adult media organization as he sees the video records strictly as insurance in case the unexpected happens and a client is unhappy and contemplates going public, or worse. The pool also has an 8 video cam arrangement and the individual views appear on 8 separate HD screens and any one can be switched to a master screen to view the pool or studio action on a screen covering most of one wall. Access to the viewing and video area is by a separate corridor in the restricted section of the facility where I need my cervical barrier ID chip as well as a biometric scan to get into that area.

Right away I knew where I intend to be when Jacques is with this client because I’ve never watched him having sex with any woman much less intentionally ‘baby dancing’ with a client and I have longed to watch him in action. God knows in the time we have been together he has probably taken me far more than a hundred times, but I want to watch him perform taking another woman to orgasm and then filling her with his seed while I masturbate. As far as I know all his breeding encounters have occurred in Europe so I’ve really never had the chance to watch him at work and this opportunity is just too good to pass up! I suppose having Jacques as my main squeeze is the longest I’ve ever been with one man, well sort of, since we met in November of 2009. That’s 16 months a lifetime for me having a single main squeeze, but as readers know both Jacques and I are serially monogamous so we have an open relationship which suits me since I think being truly monogamous is probably not in my genes.

Her fitting: I performed her pelvic exam and fitted her with an Ortho All-Flex silicone diaphragm. Her correct size for contraception is 75 mm but since she is here to conceive I gave her a 65 mm that is to be worn ‘dry’, w/o spermicide in the dome, so Jacques could easily under-thrust the rim. She has excellent nulliparous muscle tone so the 65 mm should be held securely in place by her muscles, rather like a Dumas or vault cap. A diaphragm that small can be felt and uncomfortable for the male partner striking the anterior rim during vanilla recreational sex, particularly if he is taking his partner from behind, but Jacques knows that and he isn’t having vanilla sex he is being paid to impregnate her so for the next 6 days he will be under the rim and inside the dome lubricated by her FCM and thrusting skin-on-skin into her G-spot and her ripe cervix.

Her fantasy: The thing about this first client that worries both Jacques and me is that she wants to be inseminated as part of a rape fantasy with no safe words and she said she intended to fight her rapist and wants to be overpowered. Usually with the rape fantasies that I’ve participated in (as the victim) or watched, or the ones I’ve read about there was a large element of role-play with the recognition that if things got out of hand it could get nasty so the participants had safe words which if uttered would stop the fantasy. With no safe words and a woman determined to struggle unless Jacques decides on his own to stop at some point if things seemed to be going badly this isn’t going to be a fantasy, it would be rape pure and simple, though – possibly – with the aggressor being the woman.

His & Her costumes: The guest chose to wear a black Rubber 55 latex (back entry) catsuit, an open face matching hood and gloves and black Satin Repetto La Carlotta pointes. I tried to get her to switch to Gaynor pointes saying that the shanks of her Carlottas wouldn’t last during an intense ballet-sex encounter, but she wouldn’t listen and insisted on her Repettos, though I did get her fitted in Gaynors with sueded platforms so I will have them as a fallback option if needed. Tanaquil had visited her at the family castle in Lichtenstein and measured her for the catsuits (she bought 6 of them) which is why they fit her perfectly. Jacques had a good look at her fingernails and while they are short he thought they are not short enough to prevent her nails from puncturing the tips of her latex gloves and clawing him with her nails.

Jacques had considered that possibility when he was told she intended to fight so had been fitted with a new set of Gepetto’s best black Lash Leathers designed for protection during fighting with bull whips. His other set were too large as he had been fitted when he came to Vegas more than a year ago and lost weight while training with Anya who taught him to fight, or at least protect himself, with a whip. Although he planned to use the leathers for protection he still needed to be able to penetrate the client so he had the crotch modified so it could be unzipped and a protective leather tongue folded back out of the way allowing him to have skin-on-skin contact between his pelvis and hers. He also knew about how she prepared her pointes darning the edges of the platforms to give her better traction and a more stable base on which to balance. The darning also provides a textured edge that will rip flesh if he is hit by a glancing blow from the platform of her pointe. So a modified set of Lash Leathers was just what he needed to protect against slashing fingernails and the ripping of skin from roughened platforms.

Studio orientation: As I mentioned I had already become involved with the client, fitting her with her All-Flex and giving her advice about which pointe shoes to wear, which she didn’t take, so when both Adolph and Jacques asked me to take her through a pointe class in the Breeding Suites studio and check out her diving equipment and skills and explain the basics dive-sex from a woman’s perspective I agreed. In the studio I had her warm up at the barre that runs the length of the full mirrored wall and suggested she could use it for support. That way she could look to her right or left and watch herself being raped, or made love to depending on your point of view. And Jacques will guide her to that wall also if she forgets because he uses the barre in his encounters as it gives his partner something to hold on to, to steady herself or to drape her over if she faints which he says is common during his encounters. I can testify to the truth of that. It took me about three months of steadily being drilled by him before I could retain enough control that I could prevent myself from fainting while he was giving me a G-spot or cervical orgasm.

She was good on her toes and her Carlottas fit her perfectly. I tested her stamina and after she was en pointe for a minute or two she began to tire and sink into her shoes and put strain on the shanks. When I saw she was beginning to tire I stopped the class and again suggested she switch to Gaynors because I could see that the shanks of her Repettos were probably going to break when Jacques lifted her off the floor with a powerful thrust while taking her from behind and dropped her onto her platforms when he withdrew. She again refused.

Pool orientation: From the studio we moved to the pool. She had brought her Interspiro FFM and regulator with which she had trained so I watched while she connected the regulator and I used my Nitrox compatible Ocean Reef Raptor FFM though we were breathing regular (21% O2) air from 80 cu ft aluminum tanks. I had her insert her All-flex before she put on her SCUBA set which gave me an opportunity to show her how to adjust the crotch of her latex encasement suit to make sure the lower end of the zipper that opened the crotch was positioned properly to allow underwater penetration. I gave her a pair of neutral buoyancy silicone rubber pool-pointes to wear to extend the line of her legs and showed her how to insert and apply DiveGel with the prefilled 10 ml applicators. Once we were in the pool we equalized quickly and sank to the bottom where I showed her how to tether herself to the bottom with ankle leashes and then inflate her buoyancy compensator to hold her snuggly against the leashes with her legs spread. I also had her use a silicone dildo to get the feel of penetrative sex underwater and had her insert a prefilled DiveGel applicator and apply more lube before she took herself to a G-spot orgasm with the vibrating tip. She did well with her pool orientation so she seemed to be ready but each encounter is different so you never know for sure how it will go until it’s over.

We had a discussion about her using DiveGel while being raped during dive-sex. She said she wanted to use only her natural lube which is fine when she is producing FCM and having surface sex, but during sex underwater a woman’s natural lube is quickly washed away. Then the man’s penis becomes a piston moving in and out while gripped by very delicate and unlubricated vaginal tissues and the woman’s vagina quickly becomes raw. Since she wants to be ‘raped’ for the entire 6 days of her stay I think she will probably decide it would be best to lubricate her underwater rape encounters with DiveGel rather than be put out of action the first time she has dive-sex.

A good question: Gigi asked me if it felt funny helping to prepare a woman to be impregnated by the man I sleep with as much as I can. I’ll admit I’m envious of her position, though I’m not sure why since I can have Jacques in exactly the same way at my place almost any time I want. Is that strange or what? I thought I was glad Adolph built this breeding facility so Jacques can work closer to home. Now I’m not so sure. The woman is nice enough, but in all honesty I’m uncomfortable, I wouldn’t call it being jealous, of the women, but the two of us being in the same town suddenly seems a bit too close, at least right now.

Ballet glamour, readers questions

Glamorous Ballet: backstage at Swan Lake

Glamour and the ballet: Most non-dancers think of ballet as glamorous and the few minutes when performing on stage is and can be addictive. But being good enough to be a professional ballet dancer is the culmination of years and years of very hard work and discipline and the intangible of having good genes. Very little of it is glamorous and even the after-performance parties are work where the dancers are tired and hungry and want to get off their feet, not meet donors who for most ballet companies keep the company solvent. A dancers life is both routine and a series of challenges: the daily classes, the injuries, learning to use your menstrual cycle and periods to advantage or at least mask any discomfort, the closely watched diet to keep up strength while not putting on weight, avoiding eating disorders, the use of a contraceptive that fits your lifestyle so you can enjoy intimacy with the opposite sex with no complications, the constant scrutiny of your performances as you compete for jobs or roles within a company, the selection and preparation of pointe shoes and the list goes on and on. But the lucky ones are girls who have dancer’s bodies, not too tall, not to heavily boned, not too big breasted. Though, for a girl with a voluptuous figure I will make an exception if she meets my other needs because she can dance with her breasts bound so she doesn’t look as though she should be performing at the Folies Bergère.

My company was auditioning last week for three women and two men. Dancers move around a lot or are injured and can no longer dance or as they age they decide to settle down and have a family and many move away from dancing full time and find work in a different field. As Balanchine said “I don't want people who want to dance, I want people who have to dance.” I look for girls who are driven to dance, as was Victoria Page in The Red Shoes, because they must. It’s a bit different for men because there are so few who are good dancers. In men I will overlook some minor discipline problems and the ones with raging libidos can add spirit to a company as long as the girls are careful to always use contraception. The results of last weeks auditions were disappointing. We had more than thirty-five dancers show up for each of three auditions and I didn’t see anyone with the spark, the hunger, the attack that I’m looking for. I still have plenty of time, but it would be nice to give new dancers time settle in.

A reader asks: Do you teach how to bubble fuck in your AST course? The answer is, not usually at St Lucy’s because even with a properly sized and positioned gas guard it still can be dangerous to intentionally insert compressed gas into a woman’s vagina. If the GG were to displace or tear there would be no upper reproductive tract protection which would almost certainly result in an embolism and death.

If we have a student who shows enough sophistication and maturity to use her equipment properly we will if, after the risks are explained – and with her parent’s permission – she still insists on being taught to masturbate by ‘Vaginal Breathing’ the schools name for bubble fucking. The additional equipment cost is minimal, just an octopus and the custom modified regulator mouthpiece that can be inserted into her vagina. The insurance rider to cover the training is prohibitively expensive, but must be purchased as a pre-condition of the training.

We do teach vaginal breathing as part of our escort training curriculum for women eighteen years or older. And it is a plus for women who do well in the specialty when recruiters come looking for beautiful, young, well educated, adventuresome women with specialized training. Several recruiters for large well known organizations, and one that is large and not at all well known, have told me that it isn’t that they are looking for women interested in self-pleasuring with compressed gasses, but they have found women interested in doing that seem to have the interest and ability to excel in other risky activities for which it is difficult to recruit high quality talent.

Gardasil for men: A reader asked if we recommend men getting the Gardasil vaccine. Absolutely! My escort training classes include vaccinating both male and female candidates with Gardasil, for HPV protection. That way the men are protected against anal cancer and genital warts and it minimizes the possibility of their transmitting HPV to intimate partners. There is a lot of discussion in the U.S. about the cost effectiveness of the series of Gardasil shots for men, but if a guy can save himself the possibility of getting anal cancer the cost is worth every penny.

DiveGel prefilled applicators: A reader asked what a DiveGel applicator looks like. Actually it is identical to the disposable applicators used to package the commercial chemical Nonoxynol-9 spermicide Conceptrol. A DiveGel applicator is 5.75 inches long (w/o the plunger inserted) and .5 inches in diameter so they are handy to keep several in a girl’s dancebag, gasmask bag, dive-pouch or purse to have some handy when she needs it. I always keep a few in all those places in addition to at my bedside. If I want a particular partner to wear a condom then DiveGel is a must for protracted encounters otherwise I can burst his condom or pull it off

Dive-sex with Daddy

Sildenafil citrate the Pfizer Riser

Anya’s father’s stamina: Anya’s dad said he had a wonderful time with me on Fathers Day. He loves a struggle to see who can last the longest though we all know that unless a woman is injured she can outlast a man any day. At the end after he had taken me 4 times in an hour and a half I pretended I was exhausted because I could feel him beginning to fade and we enjoyed the afterglow snuggled together and slept for an hour then showered and had a light dinner. Afterward we watched Ironman 2 while we digested the meal and planned our dive-sex encounter. He said he was going to wear a cock ring and take 50 mg of Viagra (Sildenafil citrate) so when we went to the bottom of the pit, my 65 ft deep pool, he would be back to his physical peak as far as his erection was concerned. The Viagra worked quickly and he was ready again in a lot less than the 30 minutes the Viagra patient information leaflet says.

Dive-sex with daddy: For dive-sex I wore a pair of Gepetto’s new underwater bondage boots (UBBs) that are weighted to hold the wearer on the bottom of whatever body of water she is diving. [There is more about these new diving bondage boots later in this entry.] He had seen them in my dive equipment room and became fully aroused almost the moment he saw them so he was delighted when I asked if he would like me to wear them during our dive encounter. We each wore a single 130 cu ft tank and Ocean Reef Raptor FFMs (the black ones) and breathed Nitrox II (36% oxygen) to lessen the chance of decompression sickness. He wanted to ‘help’ protect me by inserting my gas guard for me, a flat spring latex Reflexions diaphragm and I let him. He was not used to the very stiff spring in the rim – his wife wears an All-Flex as a gas guard in their hot tub - and it took several tries before he was comfortable with his grip so that he could spread my labia and, while holding the rim compressed into a long oval, insert the gas guard, gently pushing the rim along the back wall of my vagina until it was behind my cervix, then tucking the anterior rim up into the notch behind my pubic bone. I checked before he started that his fingernails were short and smooth so he wouldn’t accidentally puncture or tear the stretchy latex dome of my protective rubber wall and I checked afterward to make certain that he had positioned the diaphragm correctly so my cervix was protected. “Trust but verify” as one of our presidents used to say.

Tunneling: I was CD17 and luteal on Fathers Day. So there was no real concern about my becoming preggers, because I had ovulated three days earlier, but a torn or punctured gas guard would have left me exposed to the possibility of an embolism if the hydraulics of his thrusting forced an air bubble into my uterus. So, just in case, I was wearing an Oves cap sucking on my cervix (which I never told him about) so I was double bagged for our dive encounter, in case he thrust into me at such an acute angle that he was able to break the seal and get his tip under the rim of my gas guard and shoot his wad directly against my cervix. Wearing an Oves under the Reflexions I didn’t have to pay attention to which way he was thrusting, I could just enjoy his body working inside mine as much he was enjoying drilling me. “Tunneling” - acute angle thrusting allowing penetration of the penis under the rim of a properly fitted gas guard - is rare, but it can happen if the woman tents a great deal. And, she is at greatest risk of having tunneling occur when she is penetrated from behind while on all fours or standing with her hands on her knees so that gravity pulls her uterus further back and down deepening her vagina and pulling the anterior rim of her gas guard further out of her pubic notch.

The dive: To add a bit of spice and mystery I wore one of my Casinos signature canary yellow string-tie thong bikinis. I think it’s far more fun when I wear a bit of clothing however small for my men to remove which keeps their imaginations active. And I wore a BCD with an integrated weight system, but wearing my UBBs I removed most of the weight packs since each boot weighs 13 lbs. He was fascinated to watch me put on my dive boots wearing nylon calf length hose to ease getting them on and off and minimize the likelihood of rubbing blisters on my toes. I had already adjusted the laces so it was a matter of seating my toes in the blocks and then letting him zip them up. He wanted to fasten the shaft locks so when he locked me in my boots I had 26 pounds of lead on my feet that I couldn’t get off w/o a key. As we descended he seemed spellbound watching the air bubbles rise from around my calves as the water filled my boots and pushed out the trapped air. I thought there was going to be a problem with him equalizing the pressure in his ears and sinuses as we descended, but after a try or two he got the hang of pushing on the mask to operate the equalization system and when we got to the bottom he was comfortable and alert with no sign of nitrogen narcosis. I didn’t think there would be a problem, but I’d never dived with him at a depth past 20 feet so I couldn’t be certain.

On the bottom I enjoyed the relative freedom wearing the bondage pointe boots gave me so I wasn’t held in place by ankle leashes and could move around and even do flips though with that much weight on my feet that took planning and effort. Then I slipped his package out of the cup of his navy blue Speedo slingshot. I had to be careful because he was already erect from watching my boots outgas during our descent and I helped him get his cock ring in place. A nice thing about him having waxed pubes is that it made getting a cock ring onto him a lot simpler because I didn’t have to be careful not to get his hair tangled and pulled which I imagine can be a distraction. I had already inserted a 10 ml applicator of DiveGel before we began our descent so I was ready to rock and roll.

Penetration: After I spread my labia and helped him insert himself I let him set the pace and it seemed that with the Viagra and the cock ring he was as hard as I’d ever seen him He took me three times while we were on the bottom. The first two were in modified missionary with me straddling his hips and by the time he finished the second I could see by his bubbles that he was beginning to tire. For our last time I had him penetrate me from behind where I could take him deeper inside me. Even though I was working with the rim of my gas guard hampering the contractions of my vaginal muscles I ripple gripped him to make sure he had a wonderful final dive orgasm. I could tell from his moans and the strength of his grip on my hips as he held himself buried as deep in me as he could get that when he spewed it was going to be the most violent orgasm he had had with me so I checked the area to make sure that when he bucked he wouldn’t throw us into a wall. We were mid pool and relatively safe so I continued my ripple grip and when he shot off he threw us over backwards. With his death grip on my hips he was still locked inside me and trying to go deeper. I thought as we somersaulted we might land on his back, but I managed to stroke for a bit of height that allowed us to complete a 360° flip and I managed to land on the platforms of my boots and only have to take a tiny step back with one foot to stabilize us on the bottom again and after a few more gentle thrusts into me it was over and he withdrew. I checked my air and it was about half gone but his was three-quarters gone so we had no time to linger on the bottom for him to enjoy the afterglow. It was a good thing we stopped when we did because he was a lot more tired than he first seemed. He slept most of the next day and he is fine now, but I think perhaps the last time or two might have been pushing it and if we have another encounter I’m not going to push him as hard. Too much of a good thing can be dangerous.

Underwater Bondage boots and shaft locks: As I mentioned earlier in this post, Gepetto has designed a new version of his rubber Dive-Boots, which are ballet boots with neutral buoyancy. All Gepetto’s pointe boots have shaft locks as an option so the wearer can be locked in her boots and her Dom or boyfriend can keep the key so she is unable to get them off w/o his permission. His new underwater bondage boots are dive-boots with lead weights fitted under the soles and platforms to hold the wearer underwater. She can wear a BCD with enough lift to get her to the surface while wearing her UBBs or if she isn’t wearing a BCD she can remove her boots. Of course if the shaft locks have been closed then she needs the key to get them off. Testing the prototype UBB here has already brought about one fatality and two near misses. The fatality occurred when a new tester took her test boots home (which she wasn’t supposed to do) and her teen daughter wore them in a pool alone with the shaft locks closed and was unable to get out. She had no back-up plan like a knotted ascent line or pool ladder so she could get off the bottom w/o taking her boots off and ran out of air. She was found the next morning. The shaft lock key was on a patio table by the pool. Gepetto’s lawyers are telling him the boots are too dangerous to sell even to professionals if they have as features both weights to keep the diver on the bottom and locks so she can’t get them off.

The locking garter that circles the wearer’s leg above the calf at the top of the shaft is made of titanium mesh to prevent a Sub from cutting the lock off with a dive knife while her Dom is not watching. Gepetto is considering a ‘safety’ version that has the locking garter made of Kevlar that can be cut through in a few minutes time with a sharp knife. Meanwhile what I’m having my escorts who are testing the UBB prototype is to wear a diamond wire saw in the string casing of their thongs. A diamond wire saw is a piece of specially treated wire with tiny ceramic chips imbedded in it as teeth. The first diamond wire saws were made with real diamond chips which is where the name came from, but with new extremely hard metals ceramic blades work a lot better. With practice a girl can cut through the shackle in two or three minutes per boot so you have to realize you are in trouble and have a few minutes to be able cut your way out.

Rubber, lust and euphoria

Manic-euphoria under the influence of NymphGel

Latex and lust: Jeff’s laboratories had been working on a product to treat depression but it appears to be better suited for jump starting a sexually suppressed woman’s libido. He started with pheromones from male perspiration and has increased the strength by an enrichment method that customizes the male molecules. The research project is called ‘Lust’ and limited trials have had considerable success. However some women are more sensitive to it than others and an overdose can cause severe problems in yet another instance of too much of a good thing being dangerous.

NymphGel: His labs have a developmental contract to customize the chemical formulation to increase the strength of the side effects by gene-splicing to more directly affect a woman’s endocrine system. As I mentioned it was initially developed for use in treating severe depression. However, in clinical trials it was found to be ineffective for depression, but was found to have an unanticipated side effect of sending the patients libido into overdrive. If developed (to the point that the results can be controlled) it may be used as a chemical agent in physiological and chemical warfare to control or disable women. Right now a woman treated with Lust not only will have a euphoric sexual encounter with anything she can get in her vagina, but have flashbacks afterward sending her into a sexually manic-euphoric state and the flashbacks can occur as much as a week after as little as a single application of the product. It’s pretty amazing to watch an experienced escort with an A-type personality who thinks she is in total control get mind-fucked by her own body. The flashbacks have proven to be the most worrisome side effect (for a commercial product) and extremely dangerous because suddenly going manic-euphoric when reasoned thinking is called for can be fatal. So far the flashbacks seem to be dose related. Below some threshold they don’t seem to occur, but that threshold differs from woman to woman.

For test purposes the formulation is being added to the silicone lubricant Jeff sells as DiveGel. This formulation is being tested as ‘NymphGel’ and is usually applied in the vagina or anus. There is also a perfume version, absorbed through the skin - sniffing it gets it into a woman’s blood stream almost as fast as vaginal insertion. There is also a pill which is less effective because it has to pass through the digestive system so it takes a higher dose and longer to reach the woman’s bloodstream. The chemical appears to have no affect on men. Jeff is using several of our escorts as volunteers to test the perfume version and two of them became pregnant almost immediately, not because they didn’t take their birth control pills, but because the chemical blocks the absorption of the progestin in hormonal birth control so ovulation is no longer suppressed. Another volunteer died while using the NymphGel version when she had a manic-euphoric flashback during a practice dive. She removed her regulator at the bottom of a 20 ft deep training pool and drowned. She wasn’t wearing a spit-strap on her reg [like the volunteer in the image accompanying this entry] because she and her partner were practicing underwater fellatio and she fought off her male dive-buddy who was unable to get her to the surface until she was so starved for oxygen she was brain dead. NymphGel can obviously mind-fuck a woman, but robbing her of her willpower is a minor part of the problem when she overdoses.

My ME and gossip: Today I’m CD2 and having my secondary libidinal peak as I’m menstrual. I Switched to my Reflexions latex gas guard Thursday night and went for my first of cycle Menstrual Extraction (ME) at the clinic Friday morning. While I had my feet in the stirrups getting my endometrium sucked out I swapped gossip with my Gyn. She was telling me about the recent rash of asphyxia incidents in her neighborhood where two teen girls have died during bondage encounters because the couples were not taking the proper precautions while using gasmasks equipped with rebreather bags. In one instance it was a girl-girl encounter where the girl’s mom was giving her 17 y/o daughter a breath control lesson and things went badly wrong.

Her mom said later that she was trying to help her daughter train in restraints with a rebreather to get a role in a porn video by being active in breath control encounters with her boyfriend. The BF is a sometime adult media actor and has a financial interest in an upcoming underwater breath control video that’s being cast. The daughter was in her skin tight latex wetsuit with her wrists tied and her mom was controlling the valves on her rebreather bag trying to get her daughter to increase the length of time she could go w/o passing out when she suffocated. Her mom went to pieces and is in a psychiatric hospital under a suicide watch while they try to calm her down.

I think a lot of the fatalities are because obtaining gasmasks and rebreather bags is so easy, relatively inexpensive and they aren’t bulky to store, carry or hide as circumstances dictate. And, they have been around for use in defensive military applications or as medical apparatus and have come to be thought of as harmless, or at least not dangerous. I’ve commented before that in my experience rebreather bags are a male fetish and that women who use rebreathers are often doing it at the request (or insistence) of their male partner who gets off when his rubber-chick is encased in rubber and struggling to breathe as he plants his seed in her belly. It’s a male domination fantasy for sure!

But as I mentioned earlier a gasmask and rebreather bag is a quick inexpensive way to take a step up and get into reusable breath control equipment w/o having to worry about getting tangled in a plastic dry-cleaning bag or the expense and maintenance of latex encasement suits and hoods. Unfortunately, it seems little thought is given to having a workable escape plan if something goes wrong while a rebreather-girl is without air.