To Bea or not to Bea

A stunning bikini by Agent Provocateur

The photo:  While in London for her STI panel and GyneFix ultrasound Bea visited the AP shop at 16 Pont St Knightsbridge and picked up several of these bikinis to tease men during dive-sex and for our planned trip to Virgin Gorda.  

Cunilingus and the cosseted cunt: The nutritional value of semen from a normal male ejaculation (about one teaspoon’s worth) contains between five and 25 calories and a minimal amount of protein. Semen is only one percent sperm; the rest is composed of over 200 separate proteins, as well as vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc. I like to say that swallowing semen is a ‘nutritional supplement’, but of course it’s really not and can be dangerous if the donor has an STI which is why my partners are tested so frequently.

I mention this because Bea and I have renewed our sexual relationship. While she is very young she is of the age of consent and we are not related so there is no problem with our relationship being illegal. She has asked me to mentor her in her quest to learn more about the pleasures of sex between women which has appealed to my love for teaching as well as the sexual pleasure it can bring us both. I thought about saying no, but agreed to her request because I want her to learn safely and if I don’t train her then she will seek help elsewhere with a less experienced teacher.

Since I can teach her a great deal about girl-girl sex and she is fun to be with I agreed to guide her in this aspect of her sexuality so we have been experimenting with something new. Well, new for us. In addition to enjoying my breast milk we are exploring her increased interest in oral girl-girl sex, at least with me, but that hasn’t reduced her interest in men at all. Even for a woman she is an exceptionally gentle and considerate lover and a gorgeous young woman so her looks absolutely stun men when she enters a room. I think her ballet training which has given her poise and confidence has allowed to bloom spectacularly at such a young age.  Returning readers will recall that Bea has a GyneFix copper IUD implanted so she can safely take an unprotected man without needing contraceptive barrier protection herself, unless needing a barrier as a gas guard or flood insurance during dive-sex. 

Cunilingus training: During her cunilingus training we meet very soon after we have orgasmed with unprotected men who have ejaculated in us, using the guys to inseminate us so Bea and I can suck out each other’s coital discharge. Since the men make a contribution to her training they wanted to watch one of our training sessions, but we are so into each other during a session that it is too private for an audience even by video.  However, since the sessions are being videoed they might be for sale later after our faces have been pixilated out.  She has a very long tongue as do I so she is an apt and talented pupil.  I’m teaching her tonguing techniques to caress the clitoris barrel and occasionally its head, though that should be used only when a partner asks for it since most women I know can’t stand any direct touching of the clit as it is so sensitive. Bea’s cycles are no longer in synchrony with mine as we have been apart for too long. Even so, I’m CD13 and fertile and she is CD15 and ovulated today which means I can not only suck out her lover’s semen I can also enjoy sucking out a some of her fertile cervical mucus which thickens her coital discharge and today was colored and flavored with a little blood from ovulation spotting when the follicle ruptured to release her egg.

A taste of latex: Speaking of flavor, to give me a taste of latex when she isn’t secreting FCM she will wear one of her latex flat spring diaphragms so her arousal lube and her partner’s semen will be flavored by the latex device marinating in their genital secretions. This gives me the opportunity to get an idea of what my coital discharge tastes like since I usually wear a latex diaphragm if I know a male partner is going to give me cunilingus after pumping me full of semen.

In my case I have been training with a latex flat spring diaphragm inserted so Bea can savor what my coital discharge tastes like when flavored by a well used latex diaphragm. I have also worn a silicone Milex arcing rim so she can taste and appreciate the significant difference in taste.     

The Vernal Equinox and the arrival of spring: Technically Spring will arrive here in Wales at 4:30AM GMT on Sunday, March 20^th. However, Sunrise is at 6:15AM and the Celts celebrated at sunrise so that is what we will continue to do. I will have only one other pair concelebrating with me and that will be Bea and a partner yet to be named. I had hoped that Willow, Viscount Sandbach’s natural daughter, would be able to participate but her schedule with her ballet company in London will not permit her absence. The weather at Llanidloes which is the nearest forecast to Blackthorn Castle is to be in the mid 30s° (F) with heavy clouds and a light wind from the northeast. If that holds we will be lucky that it isn’t raining. But since the Castle is at least a thousand feet above Llanidloes it will almost certainly be below freezing.

 

 

 

Thanksgiving prep., Winter solstice prep., Ben Wa balls training

Winter in the Cambrian Mountains

The Photo:  In this view you can get some idea of the vast emptiness of areas of the Cambrian Mountains. It’s still a bit early for snow on the west side of the Cambrians even where Blackthorn castle is located on a crag, because of the warming effect of the weather coming off the Atlantic across St. George’s Channel. The cold and damp of the UK almost makes me miss the dry weather of the Nevada desert at times, but I’m becoming accustomed to it.

Thanksgiving at Blackthorn House: As I mentioned in my entry for November 6^th, “Guy Fawkes Day, Bonfire Night” I’ll be celebrating Thanksgiving – the last Thursday in November - here in London. Marvin, ‘Morning Wood’, and Bea will be coming down from Cambridge today (the 24^th) and Bea is bringing a boy she met there. Chris, my male Gyn who moved from Vegas to the UK with me will be there with a date (one of Nikolai’s Odalisques who is not dancing because of a wrist injury) as well as my next door neighbors in Eaton Square, Alexei a Russian ex-pat and his daughter Veronika who is bringing a date for the weekend. Nikolai is busy performing with the ballet so he won’t be readily available. I will be CD13 and fertile then so I intend to have sex with an unprotected man (or men) while wearing a latex Reflexions FS diaphragm over an Oves cervical cap screwed down tight on my cervix for contraception. Marvin, Chris and Alexi are all well hung, excellent in bed, enjoy milking me and know what pelvic moves I enjoy so I’m really looking forward to hosting the dinner and mating with the new men. My cook from the castle is with me in London and she is familiar with roasting turkeys.  She will be preparing two 15 lb birds as the smaller ones are more tender and moist and there are twice as many wings and drumsticks. We are also having cubed sage dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, candied yams and mince pies the traditional things my mom cooked when we lived in South Western Virginia.

The London forecast is for cloudy and dry weather with temps in the low fifties. The forecast for the market town nearest the castle, Llanidloes, which is on the A470 south west of the rail station at Caersws where The Dragon is parked when I’m in residence at Blackthorn Castle is for rain this whole week with the temperature about the same as in London.  

New location for celestial celebrations: The East tower roof of Blackthorn castle has been inspected for safety and access. It’s a fighting top with a flat stone and lead roof surrounded by a crenulated wall with merlons, the upper part of a crenelation, and embrasures/crenels, the lower part which archers shot through, and the area is large enough for celebrating the equinoxes and summer and winter solstices. The rooms directly below the roof have a stone central foundation column that comes up all the way to the roof  which can support a lot more weight (for boiling oil and stones to drop on attackers) than just the roof itself. The spiral stairway is a typical clockwise spiral ascent to minimize the sword arms of attackers and maximize the sword arms of defenders. So it’s a bit tricky to ascend and descend in ballet-boots and pointe shoes, but since the tower hasn’t been used for a very long time the stone treads haven’t been as badly worn as might be expected for the age of the tower.

I’ve been continuing my stair training, practicing going up and down the stairs to the basement and upper floors at Blackthorn House in ballet-boots and en pointe in Gaynors as I don’t want to be shown lacking at my first Winter Solstice celebration in my very own home. The good news for me is that the roof with its center support can take the weight of a stone altar w/o danger to the fabric of the tower. There was a massive central stone slab that was covered with animal bones the Celtic holy site in the cellars of the tower. I’ve had it moved to the roof as it will make a marvelous altar on which I will have sex – the ritual planting of seed for prosperity in the New Year – in worship of the Goddess Aphrodite, welcoming her celebration to a new location in Western Wales. I haven’t decided who the man (or men) will be quite yet.  

Access road upgrade: Over the summer Charles, my Chamberlain and my estate manager have had the access road to the castle widened, regraded and resurfaced so water runs off the road and the areas prone to slides were stabilized, the culverts under the road enlarged and replaced so now two large trucks can pass one another w/o one having to back into a pull off to let the other past. It was done cleverly with native stone so from a distance the changes are hardly visible, but it improved the safety and cut the access time for the last two miles in half.   

Pointe training update; Ben Wa ball stacking: My London advanced pointe students have done so well that for the new semester I’m having them wear two sets of 1.0 inch borosilicate glass Ben Wa balls weighing 0.65 oz. each – for a total of 2.6 oz. - as mental training to learn to compartmentalize the weight and feel of the balls during pointe class and concentrate on technique and the combinations given. During that training I and every student in the all female class will insert the balls immediately before class in the studio so the students know that no one is cheating and that I’m not asking them to do something that I won’t or can’t do since I demonstrate the combinations before having the students do them. Once they accomplish that I will have them work with 1.0 inch solid surgical steel Ben Wa ball set (each ball  weighs 2.307 oz.) for a total of 4.614 oz. of steel, more than a quarter of a pound) which I call ‘McBalls’. And when they have successfult accomplished that I will have them insert the steel balls and then the glass ones in a 4 ball stack, which they should be able to wear w/o expelling any by next summer. When I’m not available Bryony is teaching the class and she is a superb teacher and is just as enamored of the uses of Ben Wa balls for vaginal training as I am.

 

My Welsh roots

Saint Canna Born c. AD 510

The photo: St. Canna Born c. AD 510 (Welsh: Cenaf; English: Candice) an obscure Welsh saint, “Canna was a Breton princess, traditionally a daughter of Tewdwr Mawr ap Emyr Llydaw. This man, however, appears to have actually been the grandson, rather than the son, of Emyr Llydaw (Budic II) and was probably the lady's brother. She married her cousin, Prince Sadwrn, a man somewhat her elder, and, together, they became the parents of St. Crallo. … Depictions of her in art holding a staff which miraculously flowers may suggest a lost legend, similar to that of St. Ciaran's mother, whereby, upon feeling the pangs of childbirth, she grasped at a dry rowan stick which immediately burst into leaf. Which child this would refer to is unknown.” St. Canna is the patron saint of the religious order associated with my ancestors Barony. The complete article from David Nash Ford’s Early British Kingdoms can be read: HERE.

In search of my paternal ancestors: I’ve had the lawyers handling my trust open the archive (housed in a Charleston, WVa bank) of my natural father who we are trying to prove was my mother’s legal husband. His estate passed in its entirety to me on his death when I was in my 20s. Now there seems to be a possibility that through him I could succeed to the heredity title which can be passed down through the female line to an ancient but obscure Welsh Barony if we can prove that he actually married my mother. In my biological father’s archive is a copy of a marriage license issued in Wales in 1970, but the College of Arms wanted to see the records in the church where the wedding supposedly took place. We already know my DNA matches the DNA from his great, great, great grandmother who was the 22^nd Baroness “Blackthorn” [a nom de plume so as not to complicate my life further] who lived in seclusion in the mountains of southern Wales. I’m told the Barony is extremely valuable for its minerals and timber.

Hereditary peerage: “The mode of inheritance of a hereditary peerage is determined by the method of its creation. Titles may be created by writ of summons or by letters patent. The former is merely a summons of an individual to Parliament—it does not explicitly confer a peerage—and descent is always to heirs of the body, male and female. The latter method explicitly creates a peerage and names the dignity in question. Letters patent may state the course of descent; normally, only male heirs are allowed to succeed to the peerage. A child is deemed to be legitimate if its parents are married at the time of its birth or marry later; only legitimate children may succeed to a title, and furthermore, an English, Irish, or British (but not Scottish) peerage can only be inherited by a child born legitimate, not legitimated by a later marriage.

Normally, a peerage passes to the next holder on the death of the previous holder. However, Edward IV introduced a procedure known as a writ of acceleration, whereby it is possible for the eldest son of a peer with multiple titles to sit in the House of Lords by virtue of one of his father's subsidiary dignities.

A person who is a possible heir to a peerage is said to be "in remainder". A title becomes extinct (an opposite to extant, alive) when all possible heirs (as provided by the letters patent) have died out, i.e., there is nobody in remainder at the death of the holder. A title becomes dormant if nobody has claimed the title, or if no claim has been satisfactorily proven. A title goes into abeyance if there is more than one person equally entitled to be the holder.” For more see the article HERE.

Helicopter to Llanidloes: And so it was that His Grace and Jack flew with me (in the Duke’s helicopter) to Llanidloes, Wales in the Cambrian Mountains, which is the closest town of any size to Blackthorn castle and it still required a ninety minute drive off the A470 up narrow mountain roads to reach the place. A representative of the law firm representing the Barony met us at the castle and we found there was ample room to have flown directly in from Inverness if we had enough fuel. We also learned the Barony has a private rail car housed at the station in Caersws in which the Baroness traveled back and forth to London and elsewhere in the UK.

A representative of the College of Arms had come up from London to interview me and went with us to Blackthorn I suppose to make sure we didn’t tamper with records in the muniment rooms of the castle and chapel. At His Grace’s suggestion the solicitors for the Barony had already searched for marriages conducted in the chapel in 1970 and there was only one performed which was by a local priest. The Representative of the COA examined the registry and seals and determined that the prescribed amounts had been paid, signatures scrawled and seals attached so that indeed my mother and the man who I grew up thinking was my uncle was in fact my father. And doing the math she was probably two months pregnant with me at the time.

Saint Canna: In the information about her there is nothing to suggest St. Candice (as I tend to think of her) was in any way a disciplinarian. However, she is patron saint of a religious community of women living in a surprisingly large medieval Priory the early parts of which date to the 11^th centaury.  The Priory is on Blackthorn Barony land within a few miles of the Baroness’s relatively small but superbly constructed 13^th C. castle that had never been captured by force of arms. And since the Barony is prosperous the castle and Priory have been kept well maintained with its small village of artisans and servants who work primarily at the castle living nearby.

Blackthorn Priory: The name Blackthorn comes from the blackthorn trees common in the area. Blackthorn wood has long been associated with witchcraft, and it is said that witches' wands and staffs were made using blackthorn wood. The Priory is part of the Barony of Blackthorn and the office of Prioress of the Order is in the gift of the Baroness Blackthorn. Maintenance of the priory and the Order are paid for from a small percentage of the profit from the minerals mined on the Baronial estates. The Order of St Canna stresses discipline, obedience and service.  Blackthorn priory’s primary function seems to be to raise female foundlings selectively chosen from the slums of major cities in the UK.  Their schools taught by Sisters who have attended the best universities, prepare the girls for university educations and socialize the young girls through exchange programs with other elite public (read private) schools in the UK.

Blackthorn Priory girls are a well kept secret even though they have been outperforming male colleagues since the 22^nd Baroness began placing them strategically in the late 1950s. They are beautiful, intelligent, talented, assertive and worldly. Over the years they have been quietly placed in areas of responsibility in industry, the arts, science and education as well as security a field not normally thought of as having women subject matter experts, but an area in which they excel.

His Grace thinks the COA will approve the paperwork to grant permission for me to succeed to the title and style of Baroness Blackthorn rather quickly as there now seem to be no impediments to moving forward. However, the representative from the COA was less entheuastic saying that for any change to appear in the Court Circular will take quite a while. The lawyers for the Barony are pushing for speedy approval as there are estate questions that need to be resolved by whoever the new owner turns out to be and I’m the only legitimate candidate.