Thanksgiving house party planning 2016

A traditional U.S. Thanksgiving holiday meal

The Photo: A traditional U.S. Thanksgiving dinner of turkey, dressing and gravy, green beans cranberry’s and fruit

Best wishes to my U.S readers: I may be just a tiny bit late in wishing my readers in the U.S. a very happy and safe Thanksgiving as some are already traveling to be with family and friends for the holiday to feast and watch parades and football. Even so, I hope everyone has good weather, travels safely and has a great time! (((hugs))) to you all!

Thanksgiving in the UK and U.S.: In the UK Thanksgiving (as a harvest festival) is of ancient origin, but not an official holiday. It is traditionally held on or near the Sunday of the harvest moon that occurs closest to the autumnal equinox, which this year was September 18^th. Thanksgiving is celebrated in the U.S. on the fourth Thursday in November which this year falls on the twenty-fourth. As I mentioned in a post last year the U.S. Thanksgiving holiday, complete with roast turkey, seems to have caught on in the UK, perhaps because everyone likes another holiday.

For those not steeped in U.S colonial history: Thanksgiving in the U.S. is celebrated to mark harvest at the first permanent English colony at Jamestown, Virginia in 1607.  Some would have us think that the first Thanksgiving was held in Massachusetts by the Mayflower Pilgrims who landed in 1620. However, the Mayflower landing was 13 years later than Jamestown.  

House party Planning:  The Super Moon aside (more about that below) I’m looking forward to my Thanksgiving house party at Blackthorn Castle from the 24^th through the 27^th. This year I’m having a Thursday through Monday house party. With a good bit of prior planning dancer friends from the RB will be able to attend as will my wards, Bea, who will come down from Cambridge and two others, Bryony and Claire, from grad school at University College London. I’m pleased to say that they are all bringing boyfriends with them! Too, there will be the usual gentry from surrounding estates and the father and step-mother of Bryony who live in Kent. In all there will be sixteen guest couples which fill the recently fully modernized suites in the new (mid-18th century) wing of the castle.

I’ve approved the menus so we will be having the usual U.S. Thanksgiving holiday fare here at my ancestral home in Wales: roast turkey, stuffing, candied yams, mashed potatoes and gravy, string beans and pumpkin and mince pie. As well as (from my estate) roast tenderloin of wild boar, venison steaks and roast rack of lamb over the course of the several days. One has to limit the size of portions and train extra hard this time of year to prevent gaining weight from all the holidays and heavy meals. But its such fun to have a house full of young people for the Holiday! Cook had asparagus is on the menu; however, I struck it off as it contributes an unpleasant aroma to the urine and genital secretions which many find off-putting.

One can never be sure of the weather here as it comes off the North Atlantic and across the Irish Sea and dumps its moisture as rain in the Cumbrian mountains.  My place is about Latitude: 52°26′59″ N, but the warm ocean current (the Gulf Stream’s northern extension towards Europe, the North Atlantic Drift) moderates our climate so it is typically not as severe as a city at the same latitude in the U.S might expect. The current forecast is for cloudy but dry weather from the 24 – 28 November which would be lovely if that’s what actually happens! Then the men can go out boar and deer hunting while the girls and I take ballet and Pompoir classes, and gossip about boyfriends and fashion. 

Sex Thanksgiving week: My cycle is on schedule and I became fertile on the 21^st and should 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 ripe 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.

The Super Moon in western Wales: The names of full moons in November are, for the Celts it was a Dark Moon and for the English a Hunter’s Moon. A full moon becomes a super moon when it passes very close to Earth on its obit, making it up to 14% bigger and 30% brighter than usual. The point in the obit of the moon at which it is closest to the Earth is known the perigee. This super moon was particularly large because it was the first time that the full moon has come this close to Earth since 1948. There will not be another super moon as big and bright as this one for 18 years until the next very close orbit in 2034.

Viewing the Super Moon in the Cambrian mountains of western Wales, November 14^th – 16^th was problematic. A Met Office spokesman said: “Monday evening and overnight Monday night is the best chance to spot it in Europe.” Although the sky will be cloudy, he said that there are likely to be cloud breaks in Eastern Scotland, North East England and East Wales. If you want to see the moon as it near the full moon stage, why not also go out and look at the sky tonight? The Met Office said that there could be cloud breaks in the same areas as Monday night, but also possibly in South East England for a while.

Unfortunately for western Wales viewers, it turned out that the Met office was correct. The Cambrian mountains of Western Wales was not a good location to view the Super Moon as there was solid heavy cloud cover where I was… Sigh!

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.

“Plumbing supplies” nipple and vaginal leakage

A thin silicone nipple pad for lactating women

The Photo: A Lily Padz brand is a gas permeable silicone nursing pad worn to stop leaking nipples in breast feeding women.

Breast protection: I’ve found that Lily Padz not only stop my nipples from leaking and staining my blouse, dress or gown when I become aroused while I’m out socially, but also offer protection for my nipples from a man’s roving hands. And for me I can wear a set for six to eight weeks before they need replacing. I have several sets to change to while the others need washing or are drying and I also have a set that I wear while swimming and diving for nipple protection. I love how well Lily Padz adhere to my breasts and they are easy to apply. I just invert the pad and press the center against and flatten my nipple then smooth any wrinkles and press the edges of the pad down to seal it in place. I wear the small size and love how comfortable they are with a marvelously secure fit. For those interested a good article about how to apply and remove Lily Padz can be read at the link HERE

A Lily Padz nipple shield on a breast

Vaginal discharge: Since I am cycling naturally depending where I am in my menstrual cycle I use different types of devices to manage the various types of vaginal discharge; fertile cervical mucus (FCM), menstrual flow, arousal lubricant and liquefied semen. I like to plan ahead when possible so I’m always protected should an opportunity arise to have penetrative sex with an unprotected man.

Returning readers know I prefer using a latex flat spring rim diaphragm or a silicone Oves cervical cap. A properly fitted and correctly inserted latex flat spring diaphragm is almost impossible for even the most skilled swordsman or mischievous lover to under-thrust, they can be safely used with silicone lubes and the heat transfer properties are far better than silicone diaphragms. However, there are drawbacks to using latex cervical barriers. Some people are allergic to latex and latex can be easily destroyed by oils of any kind including vaginal meds so only water base spermicides should be used with them. The life of even a properly cared for latex diaphragm is usually much shorter, typically a year with ‘normal’ use of several times a week, than a silicone one which should last several years. Now of course latex diaphragms are no longer commercially available, but they can be custom made for patients of specialist Gynecologists, which is how up-market Escorts who cater to latex fetishists get theirs.

A tiny transparent silicone Oves cervical cap, unlike FemCap that seals against the vaginal walls, can be screwed down tight on my cervix. It was designed to be a single use device worn continuously for up to three days, but I have worn mine routinely for five days continuously without problems, usually when I’m luteal.  Of course I can’t wear Oves when menstrual as the flow will float it off my cervix. Sadly, Oves has been discontinued for years. Fortunately, when there started to be shortages I stocked up and with care I can wear a single cap for several entire cycles so should I have enough to last me to menopause if I don’t get pregnant and the size of my cervix changes. A nice thing about wearing an Oves is being able to safely have an unprotected and uncut man take me from behind while I’m fertile and en pointe a la seconde (ballet-sex) with all the muscles below my waist clenched. That way when I’m at the peak of my desire he can rub his frenulum against my G-spot to give me extremely intense orgasms.

Another is that I could wear Oves with an older version of the Sports Plug to protect my labia and clitoris from being groped while out clubbing with no need to remain aroused if my partner is a turn-off because the anterior rim of a correctly sized diaphragm could interfere with earlier versions of the locking ridge that fits in the post-pubic vault behind the pubic symphysis if the wearer isn’t aroused. However, when Jeff at Labia Labs debuted version 3 of the Sports Plug it had been redesigned not only to armor the head against an electric plug puller but also the locking ridge was changed to allow it to be comfortably and safely worn with a diaphragm. I find wearing a Sports Plug very arousing and so I usually stay wet with my vagina tented and my cervix elevated.

FCM and menstrual flow can be controlled by cervical barriers but natural arousal lubricant and liquefied semen from an unprotected man can only be partially Kegeled out. So inserting a tampon or allowing the residual coitial discharge after Kegeling to be absorbed by the thick cotton gusset in a quality pair of leggings or tights are the two ways I usually control it. A nice thing about wearing a tampon is that I can give it to my lover as a souvenir after our encounter.

The Autumnal Equinox: The Autumnal equinox in the northern hemisphere will occur on Thursday September 22^nd this year. My wards will come to Blackthorn Castle and we will celebrate it at the Celtic holy site under the Blackthorn tree. Bea, Seren and Bryony and Claire (the Dryads) will be con-celebrants on the subtending altars – unearthed earlier this year - surrounding the primary altar adjacent to the ancient Blackthorn tree where sacrifices were once offered to Venus/Aphrodite before Celtic mythology morphed her into the Celtic Goddess Rhiannon. 

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

Hal and Gynophobia

Boxcover from the video game Gynophobia

The Photo: The Boxcover from a copy of the video game Gynophobia and before someone asks, no I haven’t played it. I don’t need to as I’m dealing with it in real life.

Gynophobia: Noun, a morbid fear of women. It is a type of social phobia; any phobia (other than agoraphobia) associated with situations in which you are subject to criticism by others (as fear of eating in public or public speaking etc.)

Returning readers may recall that in my post for Tuesday, March 31, 2015 entitled “The psychology of a pointe-shoe fetish” I mentioned working with a therapist in helping young male dancers get over their fear of handling a female partner during rehearsals and performances. Since Marvin has moved to Cambridge as a Don his replacement at Blackthorn Clinic and my present therapist is a young and brilliant female psychiatrist, who I will call ‘Elaine’ for the purposes of this blog. She specializes in women’s fetishes and paranormal possession and Marvin thought she would bring new insights to my case and better help me cope with the responsibilities of being Aphrodite’s high priestess and she has.

As with Marvin and almost all the therapists in my past we quickly became sexually intimate. That’s considered a breach of medical ethics, but in my case I think my therapist and I get to know one another so much better when we are sexually intimate! I’m actually quite good at seduction and she has become one of my lovers as she is very fond of breast milk. We have the most amazing ANR! But I digress…

Elaine also specializes in Gynophobia, the male fear of females which can affect both homo and hetro men. Apparently some young male dancers have psychological problems handling the bodies of their female partners. In “The Dread of Woman” (1932), Karen Horney traced the male dread of woman to the boy's fear that his genitalia are inadequate in relation to his mother. When Elaine occasionally has a patient with Gynophobia referred to her from his school or company she has begun to ask, me to help in allaying his fears because, she says, talk therapy hasn’t worked well and I have such a lovely gentle way with young heterosexual men. I suppose that was meant as a complement, but I don’t want to become thought of as a Cougar. However, it is true that I do enjoy sex with much younger men.

I’m amazed that he has gotten as far as he has in his career with him constantly being among and handling attractive young women, but it seems he and his coaches believe he has reached a point where he can no longer cope effectively so is seeking professional treatment.  Anyway, I am treating Harold or Hal as he is called (not his real name) a marvelously strong and gorgeous nineteen-year-old who I am supposed to help become confident around women and introduce him to the delights the female body can offer a man w/o terrifying him. I could easily be his mother, even though I don’t look it as my beauty regimen has kept me looking as though I’m in my early thirties, which I find is a turn-on for me – in a sort of incestuous way - given the looks we get from some who don’t know us. The schedule called for me seeing him for a 90-minute therapy session five times a week for two weeks and then once or twice a week for a while depending on how (or if) he seems to be progressing. Hal is now mid-way of his second week with me and is progressing well but not at the pace I had hoped so he will be with me for at least another five session week.  

Elaine wanted to immerse him in ‘gentle but dominant femininity’ straight away so during the first intense three weeks he is living with me. At first it tested his stamina at which came a shock to him and use muscles he didn’t know he had but his sexual stamina has increased and he has gained skill and confidence. His ballet-sex therapy sessions are being held in the newly refurbished ballet studio and my bedroom at my home, Blackthorn House, in Eaton Square, Belgravia, London. We are dancing the Pas de Deux from La Bayadere and Swan Lake and other classics which are in his company’s repertory. Seeing how easily and confidently he learned to lift me was his first big test which he passed splendidly as he can toss my 105 lbs. into the air with ease and the momentum is channeled into fish dives; horizontally over his head, or have me fall from a sitting position on his shoulder to be caught in a fish dive as easily as though we had been partners for years.

Pelvic compatibility and contraception: When younger he had all his Gardasil shots against the HPV virus and he came to me with a clean full STI panel so we were good to go. He is uncut, about 7 inches long but his girth is amazing! So he isn’t one of those guys who make a girl wonder “Oh my God! Where am I going to put all that!” as I can easily accommodate his length, but his girth has been a treat as he thrusts into my anterior and posterior fornices! I have not required him to wear a condom as I wear a cervical barrier (a latex flat spring diaphragm or Oves cervical cap) or both when I’m fertile. I ovulated two days before he arrived so I’m safe to have unprotected sex until after my period, but I will allow him to wear a condom if he wants to while I’m menstrual which should start in a day or two, on sixteen September this cycle.

I especially enjoy having him thrust into my anterior fornix while I’m protected by a latex flat spring diaphragm as the pressure from his marvelously thick glans stretching the dome to the bottom of my fornix will at the same time force my cervix higher by a centimeter or more shifting my whole uterus while allowing the flat spring rim to rub against the erectile tissue of my G-spot.  I get wet just writing about how marvelous that is! As the weather here in London is turning cooler I’ve been wearing velvet leggings for any encounters while at the ROH. Though unlike nylon velvet is very easy to soil with coitial secretions so with velvet I’d have to be careful that neither of us drips on them. The leggings show off my legs and have a wonderful absorbent thick cotton gusset that can absorb our coitial discharge – as Kegeling immediately afterward never gets it all -  if we go out to eat before returning to Blackthorn House. I am really enjoying having Hal thrusting inside me as he is such an ardent lover and such a delight to teach! But of course the first few weeks with a new man is always such an adventure!  

I am known around the Royal Opera House as a pointe coach and more recently as a minder for Nikolai a young Russian star who had been getting in a great deal of trouble – impregnating members of the corps - until I was asked to take him in hand. So I drew no stares when I was seen between pointe classes talking with Hal and after work us going off together. That has increased my Cougar quotient with gossips which include almost everyone in the ballet world, but I’m impervious to gossip and Hal’s stock has risen (with those who don’t know of his unease around women) thinking he has charmed his way into my panties, which while the destination is correct he has arrived there by a very different route.  I don’t think I will give him experiences with Pompoir or the Mare’s Trick since in the general population women with those capabilities are rare.  So I wouldn’t want to spoil him for any lovely girl who doesn’t have an advanced degree in pelvic skills.

Condoms and Zika

Reservoir tip root boots for photoshoots

The Photo: a selection of colored latex condoms now increasing in popularity because of the Zika virus.

Zika protection: My circle and I have reluctantly begun to use condoms with our partners now because there is no other protection from the Zika virus while having sexual intercourse of any kind. For repeated acts of underwater PVI we have always used the nitrile female condom (FC2) – just as Taryn’s porn actresses do during rehearsals -  except for the cum shots - but we hadn’t been using latex condoms except with new men until we got the of their (negative) STI full panel results. Now all our casual partners taken while out clubbing have to glove up. “No glove, no love!” Latex is far better than polyethylene and Nitrile from the standpoint of its heat transfer properties. The super-thin latex is amazing and personally I like the textured ones since in a condom I don’t get the feel of an uncut man’s frenulum rubbing bareback against my G-spot during ballet-sex, when I’m taken from behind while on my toes. However, latex can be easily damaged by a sharp fingernail so there is that to be careful to avoid.

Reality: Most Escorts, Hostesses and women in my circle have never really been too concerned about birth defects since we all are using effective contraceptive methods and would terminate any unplanned pregnancy. But that is certainly foremost in the minds of most women of reproductive age especially now that it’s known that a woman can be infected by sexual intercourse. Our concern now is that as scientists learn more about Zika they are finding that there may be other long term problems (in addition to Guillain-Barre syndrome) even for adults who show no early symptoms.  Now we know that the virus can stay for at least six months or perhaps longer in a man’s semen.

But what about saliva? The U.S. CDC says that any secretions can transmit Zika so fellatio and cunnilingus are included.  I’ve never been a fan of dental dams so when clubbing oral sex is out at least for now. The rules at my London club, “The Costume Club” (AKA Clever Cunts), have been changed to substantially increase the use of condoms and most of the members understand as none of them wants to take Zika back to their wife and/or mistress.

So when I’m with a new and well-endowed man (and not menstrual) I’ll wear one of my transparent silicone Oves cervical caps for contraceptive protection while he wears a ultra-thin latex sheath lubricated with a water base lube. That way I’m not as likely to grip him so tightly when he is in my anterior fornix that the reservoir tip is flattened and his secretions squeezed out around his glans and down his shaft so he slides out. I know I could use an FC2, but inserting it ahead of time spoils the line of my nude pubes under a sheer thong and with the large anterior ring hanging out it is too much like advertising which is such a put-off and not my style at all!

Current UK (NHS) Zika virus guidance: This guidance is from August 6, 2016 the most recent official UK guidance available. However, the intervals of 6 months for avoiding unprotected sex may not be long enough as longer instances of the virus remaining active in semen have been found to occurred in the U.S. The article can be read HERE

Current (8-17-2016) U.S CDC Zika guidance concerning sexual transmission: Sex includes vaginal, anal, oral sex, and the sharing of sex toys The U.S. seems further ahead in Zika research, perhaps because there is greater likelihood of cases in states in the deep south.  The article can be read HERE

U.S. FDA advises testing for Zika virus in all donated blood and blood components in the US: On August 26^th the FDA said “As a further safety measure against the emerging Zika virus outbreak, today the U.S. Food and Drug Administration issued a revised guidance recommending universal testing of donated Whole Blood and blood components for Zika virus in the U.S. and its territories.”

“There is still much uncertainty regarding the nature and extent of Zika virus transmission,” said Peter Marks, M.D., Ph.D., director of the FDA’s Center for Biologics Evaluation and Research. “At this time, the recommendation for testing the entire blood supply will help ensure that safe blood is available for all individuals who might need transfusion.” The full News Release can be read HERE:

Zika and my circle: Given the cool climate in the UK experts think it unlikely that there will be much spread of Zika by mosquitos. However, it can be spread through bodily secretions during vaginal, anal, oral sex, and the sharing of sex toys so there could be transmission by persons infected by mosquitoes while traveling outside the UK.  Which is why I and my wards and other friends haven’t been visiting my home on Lost Cove on Virgin Gorda recently as the Caribbean is not safe for sunbathing and bikinis right now and it is also hurricane season there now as well. Not that I worry about microcephaly, since we all use effective means of contraception and would terminate an unplanned pregnancy should one occur, but the scientists are finding more about Zika almost daily and there could be more serious and long term effects for adults that are as yet unknown. And of course I wouldn’t want to infect partners during unprotected sex which I enjoy so much and have them spread it to others.

Gas fisting protection with Oves

An Oves cervical cap and a pair of Chacott pointe-shoes

The perils of Gas Fisting: Gas Fisting for the purpose of this post is defined as having compressed air intentionally forced into the vagina of a willing (or unwilling) woman. As far as I know being Gas Fisted is very rare and extremely dangerous which probably explains its rarity. I’m writing about it now because one of my students asked me about it today in my class on Advanced Sexual Techniques. Her boyfriend wanted to do it to her telling her that it was a quick way to flush coital discharge from her vagina. She asked if a diaphragm being used for contraception or as ‘flood protection’, to prevent the hydraulics of a partners thrusting from forcing water into her uterus, would provide effective protection if he forced pressurized gas into her. The short answer is no, it will not!

No currently available cervical barrier or FC2 condom will provide any protection if a woman is Gas Fisted. The few incidents I’m familiar with have all occurred where the woman is in a bikini or beavertail jacket and SCUBA gear where there was easy access to her vulva and a source of compressed gas from a buddy reg on an octopus or her partner’s reg was available and have all occurred w/o the victim’s permission.

Present Barrier protection is ineffective: Readers of my posts will recall that I routinely use the latex Reflexions flat spring contraceptive diaphragm as effective ‘flood insurance’ while diving to prevent water or gas bubbles from being forced into my uterus by the hydraulics of a partner’s thrusting. Neither the Reflexions nor any other cervical barrier currently commercially available will protect a woman against serious injury if high pressure gas is released into her vagina.

That’s because a jet of compressed gas from a 2^nd stage reg will stretch the vaginal rugae inflating the vagina like a balloon causing the bladder to immediately empty and occasionally the bowels as well. Worse however is that the nearly instantaneously inflated vagina will break even the strongest seal of any diaphragm or FemCap being worn for protection because diaphragm rims and FemCap brims form their seals by pressing tightly against the vaginal walls. The seal of a cervical barrier being breached allows the gas and any water it is pushing to be forced into the wearer’s uterus and fallopian tubes where it could cause PID and infertility or a gas bubble could possibly enter the bloodstream if she was menstrual or recently had an abortion or given birth.

Effective protection: The only cervical barriers that will provide effective protection from the serious side effects of Gas Fisting are the latex Prentif cavity rim cap and the much smaller transparent silicone Oves cap because they suction directly on the walls of the cervix so external pressure will force them down tighter on the cervix.  Unfortunately, neither Prentif nor Oves are still being made. However, there are a few of us still using a Prentif or Oves who can survive a mischievous partner Gas Fisting us.

Too, for a very few of us wanting to tempt fate we can screw a Prentif or Oves down tight on our cervix and have a lover intentionally Gas Fist us or do it ourselves to prove to we still have the nerve or luck to survive.  There is no accounting for the extent to which some of us will go for thrills. Experiencing the massive high that sort of ‘cheating death’ recklessness brings when I successfully survive an intentional Gas Fisting leaves me boneless and gasping savoring how marvelously alive I feel!  

Latex Prentif cavity rim cervical caps like the ones shown above are the only devices other than Oves that will provide effective protection for a woman who is Gas Fisted.

A latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm in its case shown with an introducer.  The Reflexions diaphragm shown above provides no protection from a Gas Fisting.

A silicone FemCap (shown above) provides no protection from a Gas Fisting

Fitting actresses with 60 y/o diaphragms, new pussy

A latex diaphragm made in the UK between 1950 and 1954

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

clever cunts in ballet-boots

A model in red Kassiopeya PVC ballet-boots

The Photo: A still of a Kassiopeya model in red PVC ballet-boots, the sort that our hostesses wear for menstrual ballet-sex when a club member wants to take her in ballet-boots. Actually, in this photo the model is wearing a pair where the shafts are too large for her and the hook laces are as tight as they will go. The fit may be good enough for a photo shoot where the model is sitting in a chair, sprawled on the floor or on her back with her legs in the air. However, a proper fitting pair would have more space between the left and right sides when they were laced as tight as possible so when she stands in them 90% of her weight is taken on her instep and the remaining 10% on her toes pressed into the stress ball. In this photo her boots can’t be laced any tighter unless she puts on a pair of heavy socks to increase her lower leg and calf girth. The boots shown are €65 (about £47 at current exchange rates) per pair, but we buy them four pairs at a time for the hostesses specializing in menstrual sex in ballet-boots and two pairs for the others who are called on occasionally while bleeding so we get a deep discount. 

After we get them they are modified to strengthen the heel where it is fastened to the sole so it won’t accidently detach during an encounter and the toe-box is reinforced with a polymer insert to prevent it from collapsing and then a quarter of a stress ball is inserted to fill the bottom void and to protect the wearer’s toes. We decided to have the girls wear mass produced PVC boots because of the cost and vivid red color to let everyone know the wearer is flowing and her specialty is menstrual ballet-sex. And with PVC it is  much easier to clean off menstrual flow than the far more expensive leather ones. Another reason we go with the less expensive PVC boots is that occasionally a well liked member will be given the boots the hostess was wearing during their encounter as a souvenirs. We don’t want to be doing that with good leather boots at £500 pair.

Menstrual ballet-boot sex at the Costume Club:  Hostesses offering menstrual sex wear silicone Diva cups for flow control. That allows a client who is deep into menstrual fetishes to drink the contents of his hostess’s cup before having penile-vaginal intercourse. But the start of a tryst of that sort usually begins with the client watching his hostess preparing to put on toe pads and footies before slipping her feet into her fire engine red boots and zipping them up. That’s the point at which she gives him a blow-job and rather than swallowing his semen spits it into her toe pads before slipping them over her toes so his seed squishes between her toes and holds the pads in place with the footie before pushing her feet into her boots and zipping them up. Fellatio is used to fill her toe pads with semen because we have found that having the client masturbate into her toe pads often results in spilling a great deal of his semen so there is little to squish between her toes. Blowing the client to get ‘toe-cream’ also has the effect of making him last longer before inseminating her after penetration. Then when he is through she sucks his penis clean and he gives her Cunnilingus to consume her coitial discharge as she Kegels it out and a clitoral orgasm with his tongue or fingers if he is not that talented with his tongue.

Courtesan confrontation: There was a bit of a scuffle in the ladies loo at Clever Cunts the other night. Looking at the HD security video two up-market escorts in ballet-boots and catsuits got into an argument over a man. When the hair pulling and kicking started it ended almost immediately when the boot hooks of the right foot of one were planted brutally in the groin of the other and then pulled back shredding the crotch of the other’s latex catsuit along with the delicate tissue of her labia and clitoris. The loo attendant called security and house doctor saw the injured woman almost immediately and she was taken to a nearby private hospital for treatment.  Her pelvis wasn’t broken, but she will need extensive reconstructive surgery on her vulva and she was traumatized by the speed and severity of the attack. The attacker was arrested in the loo as she was cleaning her rival’s blood and genital tissue out of the hooks and laces of her boot. Fortunately the loo doors are soundproof and the ambulance crew and police arrived with no sirens and came in through a back entrance so the club members were unaware of the disturbance.

The injured courtesan was the guest of an aristocratic member in the current government and while distressed at the injury of his partner for the evening he was still in need of sexual release perhaps even more so when he learned the nature of her injuries as the bulge of his erection was plainly visible through his trousers when I met him to apologize for his guest’s injury. As the ultimate owner of Clever Cunts (it is held for tax purposes as a corporate entity of the Barony) I found myself making nice to one of the Lords of Whitehall attempting to save what was left of his evening away from his wife and family.  I was CD14 at the time and had ovulated that day so I had an Oves screwed down tight on my cervix. The lord (I’ll call him Lord R) is well hung and is known to use his penis as a battering ram to pummel his partner’s cervix a fetish the injured courtesan is said to have been able to enjoy or at least withstand w/o fainting or doubling over in agony, which is why our hostesses were glad to see him arrive with a woman known to enjoy heavy hitters.

Public relations: I offered to help him release his tension and relax for the rest of evening and he seemed genuinely appreciative. It turned out that Lord R knows both courtesans as the boot aggressor was an earlier playmate who had been replaced in his affection by the injured woman. I was wearing a black latex catsuit, no hood and a pair of Gepetto’s gorgeous £2900 lightly armored Italian leather ballet-boots with spider filament laces and lace-splitter heels and Lord R repeatedly commented on how beautiful they were and how well they showed off my legs. Returning readers will recall that Gepetto’s ballet-boots are made with a unitized titanium toe-box and shank assembly and easily replaceable titanium heels, which makes them nearly indestructible, but they do have to be refurbished occasionally as the wearer’s sweat will eventually require new boot interior lining and padding. Lord R is good friends with his Grace the Duke of M**** and had heard of me during their conversations when the old bull was bragging about his stamina in my saddle. So in a manner of speaking my reputation preceded me.

It ended up that Lord R just wanted conventional ballet-boot sex taking me from the rear while I bent over holding on to the barre in an encounter salle. He did his best to pound my cervix, but I’m so tight that with a tiny twist of my hips I could guide him into my anterior fornix most of the time though he did ram my cervix solidly three times which brought tears to my eyes each time. Fortunately I’m deep and a masochist so I love rough sex. At the end I could tell his vaunted stamina was used up so I had him penetrate me as deeply as he could and hold my hips to keep himself stationary while I gave him pompoir which he had never before experienced. He was amazed and so grateful! That being the case Lord R and I got along famously. However, I suspect I have heightened his expectations for other courtesans he might employ. I would have said my time with him was brutal if I hadn’t enjoyed it so much. Though his evening started off badly from his moans and gasps of ecstasy and telling me how amazing I was during our several encounters I’m sure he enjoyed the rest of his evening at the club. I think I’ve made a friend as he said he would like to see more of me. However, I think he’s already seen the parts of me that interest him most, but as a well placed influential senior peer his friendship and custom are to be cherished.

The 2015 Summer Solstice

Ullapool and Loch Broom looking North West.

The photo: A clear Summer day on Loch Broom with the village of Ullapool in the foreground. The mountains in the background to the west face the Minch and the Isle of Lewis, They are first to get a lot of the moisture coming off the water in the form of rain or snow and contain Location Z.

Contraception and performance meds for the Solstice:  All my wards have had frameless copper bead GyneFix IUDs implanted so I’m the only one using a cervical barrier, a transparent silicone Oves cervical cap for other than dive-sex. While my wards are no longer in menstrual synchrony with me all of us are somewhere in our luteal interval so theoretically even with no effective method of birth control we should all be safe from becoming pregnant from our altar inseminations. Even so, it’s not a good idea for a woman to go unprotected during an encounter with a potent and unprotected man, which is why I had an Oves screwed down tight on my cervix. The ‘Altar Boys’ took a performance enhancing medication, Viagra or Cialis, as a precaution since performance anxiety and the cold can occasionally cause even the most amorous man’s penis to wilt. 

The Summer Solstice: We had convoyed up from His Grace’s hunting lodge to the staging area where the mess tent and dressing area are located arriving at midnight. Before dressing my wards and I as priestess of Aphrodite anointed our underarms, the inside of our thighs, behind our ears and the pulse points of our wrists with a spicy unguent the scent from which is designed to dramatically increase a man’s desire. Then we all met in the dining area where along with the men who would be our partners we consumed a full English breakfast during which they could smell the fragrant oil with which we had been anointed. After breakfast the women moved to the robing area to be helped into our full-length hooded shearling robes. I had again obtained a dispensation from the Goddess that permitted our wearing Gaynor pointes during our time on the altars while our partner’s inseminated us.  

As planned Bea, Willow, Odette and Odile took their respective places on the subtending altars at the celestial temple at Location Z along with me and our young male aristocrat partners to welcome the arrival of summer at sunrise a few minutes after 4:00 AM. At sunrise there was only a light breeze from the East and icily fog (the temperature was in the high 30s F) which made the sweet scent of the Gorse covering the area outside the ring of tone stones mixed with the earthy scent of burning peat just seem that much richer.

Returning readers will recall that at Location Z the North altar is close to the cliff edge due to the edge and the vertical tone stones there having long ago fallen into the valley hundreds of feet below, but Jack says the rock the altar and the remaining two fire pits are on is quite solid so while it looks dangerous if the wind isn’t blowing from the South the celebrant and her partner on the North altar should be quite safe. Willow always has first choice for these celebrations since she is the granddaughter of His Grace so has precedence and as usual chose to offer herself on the Eastern altar because it’s closest to the rising sun. The other girls chose to celebrate on the altars they occupied for the Vernal Equinox; Bea on the South, Odette on the Western altar and Odile on the Northern one.

Odile is the risk taker and always wants the scary one because the sheer drop is just a few feet away. The wind had been forecast to be from the west, but was from the East instead. Either way would have been ok (just so it wasn’t from the South) however the wind direction had been changing and I wasn’t going to lose a ward due to inattention to detail. So over her strenuous objections I had Odile and her solstice partner wear safety harnesses which was a first for our celebration at location Z.  Other than that there was no difference since being cold and rained on is what we have come to expect during the ritual planting of potent male seed.

The celebration ended as it always does with His Grace taking me after my younger aristocratic lover had inseminated me. I took him astride where I could give him pompoir w/o either of us working too hard. After I dismounted he helped me off the altar and escorted me back to the women’s dressing room tent where everyone else was waiting for us and I dried off and changed clothes. Then we all boarded the convoy of Land Rovers to return to the hunting lodge for the ceremonial burning of the celebrants fleece robes and the women’s pointe shoes before we all set out on the long drive back to Crag Abbey. We arrived in time for a delicious supper of roast salmon after the girls and I had wonderfully long hot soaks in tubs of scented water.

Marvin, Aphrodite and procreation: In his capacity as my psychoanalyst Marvin is helping me come to terms with the responsibility of being the Goddess Aphrodite’s Priestess charged with encouraging the consummation of physical love between men and women.  At first I felt overwhelmed by the responsibility, but he has been able to get me to relax and accept the role I have been given to train my wards and a few other close and physically gorgeous young women to encourage their friends to participate in sexual relations between consenting adults.  While our objective is primarily heterosexual couples in no way is that intended to slight Gay, Lesbian and Transgender couples who have their own vital and creative parts to play in society.

However, it is heterosexual couples on which the future of the human species depends so I have been tasked by the Goddess to stimulate the libidos of men and women with whom I come in contact with the aim of increasing the birth rate in stable relationships. Nothing in-your-face overt with lectures etc., just presenting young health men and women to each other in the most favorable settings for romance and procreation. Marvin thinks it is ironic that Aphrodite has tasked me with increasing procreation while I’m being so obsessive/compulsive about avoiding pregnancy myself by careful use of my favorite contraception method, which returning readers know is cervical barriers.

 

I’m often told during pillow talk how much a partner would like to find me pregnant from our encounter, which I think is probably a male potency fantasy as my married partners would almost certainly scramble to pay for the abortion. I see my effort to avoid pregnancy while being sexually active as a challenge to the men I’m intimate with increasing their interest in having unprotected sex with me which should carry over to their other sex partners.    

Dating Gigi

Home alone - the perfect accessory for a night of solo passion

The photo: A Lelo Gigi 2 G-spot vibrator. This latest version offers eight modes of vibration. The two hour charge time offers up to four hours of pleasure from the rechargeable battery! I love how the tip of the Gigi stimulates my G spot and hooks into place behind my pubic bone a sign of excellent design and superb Swedish craftsmanship.

Unwinding after a busy day: When no man is available I love a good soak in a tub then read a few pages of a Nora Roberts romance on my Nook then slip between the sheets and have Gigi come to Mama. Just a drop or two of a water base intimate lube eases her entry if I’m not already aroused. With the different vibration patterns I can tease myself to where I’m right at the tipping point with tiny vaginal contractions. I could just float there forever, but I’ll finally tease myself to a massively intense gasping, moaning, mewing, screaming toe curling orgasm at the end of which the afterglow is so intense I sometimes immediately fall asleep with Gigi still inside me. When I get up I clean her and put her on charge again before putting her back in her bag to await our next intimate encounter.

Gigi and cervical barriers: When I’m fertile and need to be super safe I wear an Oves cap screwed down tight on my cervix. Neither Oves nor FemCap come in contact with Gigi when she is inserted. However, when wearing a traditional diaphragm; an All-Flex, Milex or Reflexions the head of the Gigi is in contact with the anterior rim of the diaphragm as well as a portion of the dome and you get a very different experience which will vary depending on the rim style. With the Milex Omniflex (coil spring rim) there is a shimmery feeling the full length of the vagina. With the stiffer All-Flex and Milex Arcing spring rims there is a more intense vibration through the entire rim all the way around the cervix; and because the Reflexions flat spring rim bends in only one plane it delivers the most intense full vaginal experience.

However, the Reflexions with its soft natural latex dome is far more likely than the silicone Milex or All-Flex to be damaged by the vibrator head from friction wearing a thin spot or hole in the dome which, if that occurs shortly after  intercourse with an unprotected man, could result in pregnancy. An additional future problem with the Reflexions FS diaphragm is that it was discontinued at the first of 2015 and so are no longer generally available. Fortunately our Clinic had received a routine stocking order of the Reflexions so we should be able to provide them to patients for the next few months. With luck we may be able to have latex FS diaphragms custom made, but at higher cost.

A toy to die for: There have been instances when the exertion from vibrator induced G-spot orgasms has been too much for the woman’s physical condition and one of those instances occurred last weekend at a house party I attended in Northamptonshire. She was an escort hired for the occasion by the eldest son of a neighboring titled family whose wife was pregnant and unable to attend. Her procuress should have been aware of her condition and not allowed her to work with clients who expected her to participate in extreme personal sexual pleasure encounters rather than providing it for her client himself. Rather than giving him vanilla sex what he expected was for her to be the party entertainment by continuously orgasming using a G-spot vibrator while the men and a few women watched her writhe, gasp, mew and moan in ecstasy until she became unconscious from the caress of the vibi she had inserted. When her client tried to wake her he found she was dead.

She and I had talked before her fatal performance and I had checked the placement of her 80mm Reflexions. She was one of my clinic’s escort patients I track who wear an 80mm diaphragm like me so I might be able to harvest her diaphragm if she died while having penetrative sex and wear it as a ‘death rubber’. She asked what I thought the most intense G-spot orgasms was and I mentioned having a latex flat spring diaphragm inserted so that not only the G-spot was stimulated but the stiff flat spring rim would transfer the strongest vibrations throughout the entire length of the vagina. Since she was SCUBA qualified and had her Reflexions with her to use as flood insurance in case she was asked for dive-sex she inserted it and apparently the experience with the vibrator-diaphragm combination was too intense for her. It was later found that she died from a blood clot probably caused by her hormonal birth control.

The hosts stored her body in their walk-in freezer and knowing my prowess as a Domme and exhibitionist asked if I would take the dead performers place as the men really wanted to see a woman totally consumed by a series of G-spot orgasms. I would have thought that watching a professional escort fucked to death by her vibrator would have been enough, but the host wanted at least another 45 minutes and some of the women didn’t think I would since I was CD2 and bleeding heavily and a vibrating diaphragm leaks like a sieve. When the hosts found I was menstrual they pleaded even more since watching a menstrual continuously orgasming woman is a rare and unbelievably messy opportunity so I took the request as a challenge as well as hoping for a good time.

I was willing to perform in her stead, but needed access to her body to get her Reflexions and the Gigi 2 G-spot vibrator that killed her because I didn’t want to chance ruining my own flat spring latex diaphragm and I wanted her Gigi 2 for myself as well.  Marvin (Morning Wood) my psychiatrist and current lover didn’t mind me performing by masturbating for the house party guests so I thought I’d show them how that sort of thing should be done. I quickly harvested her 80mm Reflexions while her body was still warm and took her Gigi 2 and its charger out of her tote before she was sent on her way to the freezer.

She hadn’t been menstrual so my bleeding was a bonus of sorts and I let the guests watch as I pulled out my Dive cup full of flow (one of the male guests drank it) and inserted the dead woman’s flat spring latex diaphragm. I could immediately feel her Chi coming off the latex dome and knew that I would be fine just lying back, inserting the Gigi and letting it take me where it would. The host wanted a 45 minute performance, but it lasted 65 minutes before I couldn’t take any more and my bones and brain were jelly at the end. I had a marvelous time, but was a little hoarse from screaming and moaning by the end. Afterward Marvin had to help me sit up and get into one of the host’s wife’s thick robes to absorb the blood and into a comfy chair and drink a sports drink to replenish lost electrolytes before I had strength to shower and rejoin the other guests. Marvin got the escort’s death and my performance having a vibi fuck my brains out on video so they should sell well on the porn market.