Lake Tahoe and the Duchess

Lake Tahoe the Sierra Nevada in the background

The Photo: Lake Tahoe looking North West is a large freshwater lake in the Sierra Nevada Mountains. At a surface elevation of 6,225 ft., it is located along the border between California and Nevada, west of Carson City. Lake Tahoe is the largest alpine lake in North America. Its depth is 1,645 ft, making it the deepest in the United States after Crater Lake (1,945 ft. In August the Average high temperature is about 77° F while the low is about 44° F a major difference from the mid summer temps we experience in Las Vegas. Water temperatures warm to 65 to 70° F during August and September great for recreational diving at that altitude, but too cold for dive-sex as very few men can sustain an erection in water that temperature even when taking a performance enhancing medication.

The Duchess:  Alice and her travel staff arrived mid-day Sunday and Willow (her 20 y/o granddaughter) and I took three of Adolph’s Mercedes SUVs down to the airport to pick her up. She had two four-piece Louis Vuitton Leather Luggage sets as well as her dive gear and then the luggage for her Personal Assistant/bodyguard and ladies maid/dresser. She had slept soundly on the plane so she was ready to go when she deplaned.

Alice has her PA dress in tight black leathers when they are out together as she believes that focuses any attention on her PA and not on her. The PA’s last name is Peel and Alice calls her ‘Emma’, which Alice thinks is very droll and ‘Emma’ doesn’t seem to mind. I didn’t get the name association since I’d never seen the British TV series The Avengers (1961-1969) which had a character named Emma Peel played by Diana Rigg from 1965 to 1969 who Alice explained seemed always to be clad in tight leather. I Googled her and Alice’s Emma does look a bit like a young Diana Rigg and when Alice and Emma are together there are enough similarities for them to be mother and daughter and they make a striking pair.

Emma fills out her 5’7”frame beautifully and she doesn’t wear heels while working since you can’t really run fast in heels. She prefers a sort of leather combat sneaker with steel toes and crape soles. It’s not the sort of shoe that attracts male attention while being worn, but is extremely effective for security work.

Mindful that Alice while here doesn’t want to be seen as on a royal progress I’m presenting her in public as just another of my Brit-Chick friends. Other than her plumy upper-class accent she can act middle or lower class when she wants. Actually, she can cuss like a sailor in French, German, Spanish and Italian as well as English. A gutter vocabulary she said was greatly expanded while attending an elite girl’s school in Switzerland. She has some bespoke ballet-boots from a British shoemaker and has been wearing them for a lesbian Domme on Virgin Gorda who is training her to build up her stamina while wearing them properly for long intervals. However, they aren’t nearly as well made or comfortable as ones from Gepetto’s. She brought them along to continue her calf and ankle training until she can get several pairs of Gepetto’s boots.

Gepetto fits Alice in ballet-boots: Going to Gepetto’s was our first order of business Monday morning. Alice, Emma, Willow and I took Limnaea II down to McCarran International. It would be closer to fly into North Las Vegas but the pilot had filled the tanks at my request and while we weren’t at max TO weight we would have been a bit heavy getting off the 5,000 ft runways there. So landing at McCarran gave us a chance to take a helicopter to Gepettos and on the way I got to show Alice a bit of the city; my casino, my home and Adolph’s place as well as Splash and The Lorelei which she had heard me talk about.

Gepetto fitted her himself. She has lovely high arches and gorgeous insteps which are important for prolonged wearing and no foot irregularities that would require custom adjustments. She got exactly the same options Gepetto recommended for me; the light weight unitized titanium toe-box and shank assembly with light titanium armor plates in the shafts, quarter panels and titanium mesh/scales in the tongues as well as replicable lace splitter heels and spider filament laces with a dozen pairs of spare laces and four pairs of heel guards with Inman release mechanisms for walking on slippery floors or expensive rugs w/o punching holes in them.

Spider filament laces are nearly impossible to break or cut. However,  having a doz. pairs allows her maid to change them out to wash off the ejaculate from males paying homage to her by stroking off into her laces. Returning readers know the armor is necessary because when partying with other ballet-boot wearers tempers can flare and with 7 inch spike heels a malicious boot wearer can with little effort ‘accidently’ put a heel into a rival or adversary’s unarmored instep very quickly.

Alice ordered three pairs, two in calf length black leather and one in brown. She will have them by early next week when Willow (her granddaughter) and I take her clubbing in Vegas. In the meantime Alice will be wearing her Brit Ballet boots or pointe-shoes at Adolph’s meet and greet get-togethers. While we were there Willow dropped off a pair of her boots for replacement of the linings.  She also picked up a pair which had just had the linings and padding replaced after more than a year of heavy use.

Alice goes shopping: She was introduced to the first of the group of possible sexual partners over cocktails Sunday night and other men individually at breakfast, lunch and dinner on Monday. If she is interested it’s more or less vanilla sex before she will choose a partner for dive-sex. I won’t leave her alone in an unmonitored encounter pool. All our pools have full coverage with at least four conceded HD video cams and monitoring the voice transmissions from their FFMs while giving the appearance of privacy to occupants so Emma will be available in seconds if she is needed.

I’ve offered her a selection of possible lovers from Pirate’s best male escorts. The requirements are: a negative recent full STI panel, heterosexual ballet dancers in their late 20s to early 40s. Have amazing sexual stamina, can be gentle or rough, are expert swimmers, are good at dive-sex and ballet-sex and are fluent in French and Spanish as well as English. I decided to use professionals because while expensive they are known quantities and if one or more disappears there would be few questions asked. She seems very pleased with the selection and is still putting the candidates through their paces. I suspect she will settle on at least three favorites unless she decides to just fuck them all! 

Chalet Adolph: Adolph’s estate was formerly a boutique hotel so doesn’t lack for apace to sleep guests. On the roof of the new wing there is a sun deck with beautiful and unobstructed views. To the east is the lake with the mountains in California in the distance and to the west are the jagged peaks of the Sierra Nevada Mountains close behind us.

The encounter pools are all 30 feet deep, the maximum depth that coil and arcing spring diaphragms and FemCap can safely and comfortably worn. The Divemaster’s shop is there by the pools for mask, regulator, pool-pointes and platform weights and tank choices for guests who didn’t bring their own.

Altitude training: A benefit of exercise at an elevation of 6,000 feet is that since the air is thinner it takes more effort to do the same set of exercises or ballet class combinations than when at 2,000 ft in Vegas or at sea level on Virgin Gorda. My wards and I have found that a goal to be able to run up and down a flight of twenty concrete steps to the sundeck in ballet-boots may be unachievable in the time we have here. I have a flight of fifteen in the basement of my casino that I run up and down, but that’s at 2,000 feet not 6,000.  It’s a humbling experience for any woman who thinks she is in good enough shape to be able to run in ballet-boots. It is an exhausting exercise, but really builds up your lung capacity if you can stick with it long enough. Just walking up and down the flight of twenty to the sundeck several times is marvelous exercise and may be all that should be expected this time. Because Alice goes hiking so often in the mountains on Virgin Gorda in ballet-boots she is keeping up with me and girls young enough to be her granddaughters.  Her stamina is also a tribute to her trainer who developed her boot training regimen and has kept her motivated.

The vaginal martini, and dive-sex

Pimento Stuffed Gourmet Queen Spanish olives

The Photo: Stuffed Queen Olives used in vaginal martinis described in the post below.

Pirate helps cater a major East Coast event: The head of our escort service was asked by a counterpart in New Jersey to help fill a shortage of talent for the pleasure of out-of-towners attending the Super Bowl. The norovirus has hit the trade hard in New Jersey and they were short the quality of entertainers that they had agreed to provide. Of course the request came at a time of peak demand here as well. He wasn’t about to send his Goddess or Angel level girls even if they hadn’t already been spoken for, but he let about a dozen of his Barbie level girls go on loan and back-filled here with younger girls who he doesn’t want traveling. It was a push, but doing a favor for New Jersey could pay off long term. NJ sent a Learjet for them so we will see how that works out.

Andrea enrolls at UNLV and the Vernal Equinox: It was too late to get her enrolled for the spring semester w/o paying late fees. However, she has one of Adolph’s Amex cards so there wasn’t any problem with that. She just needs a few courses to be credentialed on campus while her primary training will be elsewhere. Working with escort trainees and attending my advances sexual techniques classes. As with UNLV ahe will be starting late but I can coach bher and having come from a Swiss finishing school she already knows a lot. It’s her muscle tone and stamina that she needs to work on.

Looking at the UNLV spring calendar I was pleased to see that the Goddess has again provided, in scheduling the spring break recess for March 17-22. The Vernal equinox is on March 20th so that’s quite a good fit though we might get them back a bit late depending what else happens at Ullapool and Crag Abbey. Projecting out my menstrual calendar I should be CD12 and fertile on the Vernal Equinox and baring upset cycles my wards should be as well. I’m not sure where Andrea will be in her cycle as her cycles will have to stabilize since she has just come off NuvaRing.

The vaginal martini: I’ve been working with two of the girls in my ballet troupe who are Mixologists’ as well to perfect their presentation when preparing vaginal martin’s for Adolph’s Super Bowl party and they – both the girls and the martinis – were a huge hit. The vaginal martini is extremely popular among men, even the ones who aren’t all that fond of gin since it’s the preparation of the drink, specifically the placing of the olive which they seem to be fascinated by.

The ratio of gin to vermouth in a martini has been steadily increasing since the cocktail was created. A ratio of 1:1 was common at the turn of the 20th century, and 3:1 or 4:1 martinis were typical during the 1930s and 1940s. During the latter part of the 20th century, 6:1, 8:1, 12:1, or even 50:1 or 100:1 Martinis became considered the norm.

Our signature party libation, the “vaginal martini” is mixed at a customer’s table from a bar-cart worked by a lovely young woman mixologist nude and totally waxed except for scalp hair and eyebrows wearing only Gaynor Minden pointe shoes she is standing on her toes in.  Our version of the vaginal martini is made with an 8:1 ratio of gin to vermouth and a pimento stuffed queen olive dispensed from the mixologist vagina into the glass with a delicate squeezing of her vaginal muscles after springing to échappé sur les pointes and holding the pose. 

A typical unaroused vagina can hold 4 or 5 queen olives comfortably. To properly prepare and present a vaginal martini the mixologists should be proficient in basic pointework, have strong vaginal muscle tone and be proficient with Ben Wa balls.

Super Bowl XLVIII: Seattle Defeats Denver 43-8. So much for ‘evenly matched’ teams! Seattle was given a 2-0 lead on the first play of the game when Denver snapped the ball into the end zone for a safety, and the Broncos never recovered. Sheesh! I was for Denver (sort of) but I didn’t really care who won.  But it wasn’t rven a good gamre. It was as though Denver players had grease bon their hands. They couldn’t hold on to the ball and Seattle players seemed to slip easily out of their grasp when tackles were attempted… Sigh!

I thought even the commercials were poor except for the Budweiser one with the Lab puppy and the Clydesdales. The good news is that Adolph didn’t have any of his girls disappear, which often happens during his parties.

Dive-sex at 60 feet: On the plus side for me I got some pool time. And the men who took me really blissed me out! It was the closest I’d come to having my brains fucked out in quite a while! There was a net strung across The Well at 100 feet so no one could accidently sink below that depth.

I wore my signature canary yellow Gottex thong bikini with my OTS Guardian FFM and twin 130 cu ft. hp steel tanks filled with Nitrox. Even so I had a HP steel 80 hung at 30 feet as a deco stop in case I needed it. I tethered to a float at 60 feet and slipprd out of my tanks and hooked them on to the float as well so I could enjoy both missionary and rear entry sex. Adolph was the first man to take me and he helped me hang my tanks and prepare to be blissed out.

I was CD22 and luteal so there was no chance of becoming preggers. Even so I wore an Oves cap screwed down tight on my cervix and a latex Reflexions Flat Spring diaphragm as flood insurance to prevent a partner’s thrusts from forcing water into my uterus.  Most of the men at the party were rubberists so they loved the fact that when having sex with me they would be thrusting into a natural rubber latex membrane that if they penetrated my anterior fornix would squeeze their glans at maximum thrust depth. I had four lovers at 60 feet who all came to me before it was time to surface. They had given me three massive G-spot orgasms and after each I just hung there gasping for air luxuriating in the afterglow with waves of contractions still occurring long after my partner had withdrawn.

It was so wonderful just hanging there and letting my lovers thrill me completely while sucking gas and watching our bubbles and listening to our bubbles roar and demand valves hiss as we sucked gas and his grunts as he thrust and my moans, mewing then screams as he caressed my G-spot and my muscles contracted around him and we came together! It was heaven!

Ben Wa balls and super tight pussy

A Peritron 9300 perineometer for measuring vaginal grip strength

The photo: A Peritron 9300 set for measuring pelvic floor muscle tone. Shown with both Vaginal (large) and anal (small) probes and the port for using an air inflated vaginal probe for precise measurements. My clinic uses air measurements for all vaginal training measurements. Each woman has her own probe provided during her first Peritron session which is sterilized and reused for all subsequent sessions.   

Vaginal training: My girls want to be ready to impress their male friends for Christmas with a significant tightening of their vaginal grips, especially the younger girls or those who have just been with us a short time. Since Halloween my girls and I have been training with one inch solid surgical steel balls, photo below. Each ball weighs 2.307 oz) for a total of 4.614 oz of steel, more than a quarter of a pound, so I call them my ‘McBalls’. The goal is to be able to hold a développé for at least 15 seconds en pointe with a set of McBalls inserted w/o dropping one or both. Women w/o pronounced post-pubic vaults don’t stand a chance of retaining 4 oz of steel during a cough, sneeze or développé. Fortunately my wards all have lovely deep post-pubic vaults, as most women do, so it’s just muscle strengthening that’s needed. And we want to be at our best during our Christmas Visit to a military hospital before we go to the UK for the winter solstice.

The Peritron 9300: So we are having our trainers check our grips with a Peritron 9300 every other day as a sort of competition. I’m wearing McBalls for all training classes as well as I like to show my students I can do anything I ask them to do. Already my wards have been given the sobriquet ‘STP girls’ (Super Tight Pussy) because their continual training with solid steel balls has resulted in such tight vaginal grips. I’ve been known (behind my back) as ‘AG’, for awesome grip, for years and I rather like the recognition, so I’m hoping to have my wards follow in my footsteps in that regard.

One inch solid surgical steel Ben Wa ball set, the ‘McBalls’ I wrote about above

 

Willow’s partner: Willow has been chosen to be Mitch’s primary training partner and he was her date for Thanksgiving. Mitch is an amazing escort, but he is seen by stable management as risky because a good many of his clients have gotten pregnant. Not that it was his fault. The clients were all paying for clean, virile, mind blowing, unprotected, penile vaginal intercourse and that’s what he provides, in spades. He gets all sorts of raves from women whose brains he’s fucked out. When it’s over they lay there gasping, quivering and pleading for more. Then weeks later s few of them complain because they are preggers, and paternity tests (it almost always goes that far) prove he is the father.

 

The women who can afford a four or eight hour encounter with Mitch are all wives of wealthy men or executives in the business world who are here to relax or attend a business meeting and want mind blowing sex to put them to sleep for the night. They either don’t want children or the pregnancy comes at an awkward time, like when the husband has been away for four months or is a quadriplegic.  So far all have wanted terminations and we paid for them. We recover the cost by selling the videos from the cuddle-cams in Europe and Asia with the women’s faces changed a bit (not pixilated) so they aren’t recognizable.

 

Almost all of Mitch’s pregnant clients were on LARC (Long Acting Reversible Contraceptive) hormonal methods which are subject to being made less effective by some drugs (antibiotics and anti-seizure meds) and dietary supplements, St John’s wort, or weight loss pills that speed up the metabolism. We try to screen for ineffective progestin levels if a woman is using a hormonal implant, IUD and of course pills, but that is only so good and none of his pregnant clients tested low before he serviced them. The clients have come from all over the U.S. and Europe and there doesn’t seem to be any connection between them so we don’t suspect collusion. It’s extremely strange and has gone way past being coincidental.

 

Mitch came through our school and was elevated to Pirate’s stable of elite males mid last year and has been one of his most profitable escorts, but Pirate wants to find out what’s happening before rumors start that his male stable isn’t safe regardless of how much fun they are in bed. So he has asked me to assign Willow, who has a standard (6 button) GyneFix copper IUD and is as fearless as a 19 y/o beauty with an obsession for virile men can be, to him as his primary training partner as a sort of ‘canary in the mine’. To prove (or not) that clients with copper IUDs are no more likely than the statistical average (less than 1% per 100 women per year) of becoming preggers while continually being inseminated by Mitch.  It’s irrational, because they all have GyneFix IUDs implanted, but the rest of the training assistants are relieved that Willow got assigned to Mitch and not one of them. Even so, I’m having Willow test for hCG twice a week for the next few months, just in case Mitch gets lucky with her too.

 

Willow Has amazing energy and a high metabolic rate so while her meals are large and healthy she burns the calories off quickly. Even though she was banished from London one of the most sophisticated cities in the world she thinks she is the luckiest girl in the world since when she isn’t in class, rehearsing or performing in my troupe she is taking pelvic training with Mitch for whom she is developing feelings. I’m trying to get her to keep it professional between them, but with a 19 y/o who is sexually precocious she is going to make her share of mistakes.

 

Banished: She did tell me the reason she was banished from the Corps of the RB and sent into exile in the colonies. It seems a very high ranking male member of the RB lusted after her and while she spurned his advances he persisted to the point that management had to get her away from him. So now she is in my charge…  Since both her parents are hypersexual, which accounts for her raging libido, I’m amazed that she was able to spurn his advances, but that was probably because his previous obsession had been her mother, and now that Willow is no longer there Ondine is back in his bed. Go figure!   

 

Location Z weather on December 6 & 7, 2013: Jack was in the hunting lodge well above and away from the village of Ullapool on Loch Broom when the tidal surge was supposed to occur. Fortunately there was almost no damage from the surge though there was minor wind damage. He had been working to prepare Loc Z for our celebration and offerings to the Gods on the winter solstice. He said the lodge was on the emergency generator as commercial power is out from the hurricane force winds that hit the eastern coast of Scotland on Thursday night 12/5/13.

 

The Met forecast for Ullapool, the nearest forecast location to Loc Z, called for freezing temps at night with light rain or snow freezing on the ground. However, at higher elevations where the temple is located it would be well below freezing so it will probably be all snow. I’m really hoping for better weather on the solstice since lying nude on a stone altar in the snow, while working under a lusty man and deer skin robes really isn’t all that warm. Although during sex we both work up a good sweat. In bad weather being a Druid Goddess isn’t all that pleasant.  The Gorse brandy does help with the cold though.

 

 

Thanksgiving 2013

Happy Thanksgiving 2013

Thanksgiving 2013: Wishing all my special friends (you know who you are) and readers the happiest of Holidays!

We are celebrating at my place: I’m having everyone at my place again this year. It will be Cyndi’s last as a resident so the couples will be: 1 Fiona (Cyndi’s mom) and Maj. Colin Tree. 2 Ondine, (Willow’s mom) is coming and Jacques, Gigi’s father and a former lover of mine, who thinks sex with ballet dancers is exquisite, will be her partner. Then there will be, 3 Cyndi & Chris (our male Gyn), 4 His Grace and Marie-Claude a member of my ballet troupe and former Paris Opera Ballet dancer. I put Marie-Claude with him because he thinks a French accent is sexy and doesn’t need his performance enhancing med when he’s fucking a French girl. The things a procuress needs to know! Go figure! Then there are, 5 Pirate and Yardley, 6 Adolph and Abigail (the manager of The Lorelei), 7&8 Odette and Odile (With the Gemini, Castor and Pollux who have been ardent in their continuing pursuit of the Swan twins) and 9 Jack and me.

His Grace, Jack, Ondine, Fiona and Major Tree arrived Monday afternoon aboard Limnaea from the UK ahead of the weather expected in the east for Thanksgiving. They stopped at Dulles to pick up Fiona and Colin and refuel.  His Grace is supplying venison steaks and I’m providing bison steaks as well as the traditional turkey, stuffing, asparagus (for those who don’t want to participate in oral sex after dinner), candied yams and hot mince or pumpkin pie with ice-cream. His grace specifically asked for green olives stuffed with pimento as he says they “put lead in his pencil.”! The old bull!

The meal is being prepared in my commercial grade kitchen with chefs and waitstaff from the casino (on their own time and paid overtime) to cook and serve. There will be the usual football games on TV and intimate jollity, which I’m hoping to restrict to land based games as swimming and diving on a full stomach and after drinking alcohol can be hazardous to your health even in the traditional 15 ft deep pool. However, I’m having a Divemaster at each pool in case someone insists on using a pool immediately after eating.

Again, happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Cum sluts and conventional morality

Male spoor from an arboretum encounter

Cyndi and the swan twin’s reputations: As first year students at UNLV the girls are already the object of considerable interest to returning male upper classmen. Perhaps that’s because of their looks, but more likely because of their sophistication as they seem far more worldly than most forth year women on campus. Scholastically their course material shouldn’t be a problem as they are astoundingly bright and can dazzle in class w/o lording it over their fellow students. It’s learning to successfully avoid the rocks and shoals of conventional morality while leading far different private lives that can be tricky. That is where their feminine wiles will stand them in such good stead.

While I’m training them in the skills of fetish escorts and they go bareback with their male trainers in my classes they absolutely must use condoms for STI protection and limit their partners at school or they will quickly be considered cum-sluts. They already have far better pelvic technique than most other women at their school (A few professional escorts are enrolled there as well.) and shouldn’t flaunt it, but when they take lovers at UNLV the men will almost certainly brag to their buds about “the amazingly tight girlfriend I have”. Limiting their UNLV partners has, so far, not been a problem as all three love being in demand and are reveling in being pursued socially while withholding their favors until they get to know their suitors better. Some of their girlfriends are already jealous because the twins cause men to stop and stare. Of course they have been on campus only two weeks and the swan twins just having come off Beyaz have only now become fertile and are experiencing the surge of hormones that makes many of us, especially young very fertile women, desperate for a man. With that in mind I’m making sure that they have an assortment of sizes of Japanese super-sheer latex condoms in their purses so when the time comes they can tell the lucky men, “no glove no love” and mean it.

The Duke arrives: The old bull has come out to inspect his granddaughter’s, Cyndi’s, living conditions and school. He can’t understand why she is studying since a gap year generally means the student takes a break from studying before moving on to university. Since Cyndi lives with me her living conditions are luxurious, compared to student housing so that’s no problem. The University admin is falling all over themselves being nice to him hoping for some financial support, like him endowing a chair in one of the arts or sciences. That’s very unlikely as even though he’s English he’s every bit as parsimonious as a Scotsman. He came west on Limnaea, my G550, which stopped in Edinburgh for him as well as Jack (Viscount Sandbach) his son. At Dulles they refueled and picked up Fiona, Cyndi’s mom, who brought along her BoyToy (Maj. Colin Tree) so I’ve been draining English semen for the last few days and loving it!

His Grace knows my drill if he wants bareback sex so he arrived with a recent negative full STI panel and a semen analysis which shows that at his age he is still quite potent, a fact of which he’s very proud. So none of his female admirers should think he is shooting blanks and protect themselves accordingly. However, the old bull does use a performance enhancing medication to make sure his body can keep up with his libido. Jack is sleeping with me, Fiona with Colon and my four girls Bea, Cyndi, Odette and Odile each have their own small suites and they sleep with their trainers as part of their escort training.  

His Grace has his own large suite in which he entertains a different fetish escort every night. His routine is the same. The flavor-of-the-day first gives him oral (and swallows) to take the edge off and make him last at least long enough that she might have an orgasm. After which she helps him into a securely fitting condom. Then after helping him insert himself (he has a marvelously thick shaft) she squeezes him so tight his pre-ejaculate is pushed out of the tip and around his shaft after which she can easily pull the condom off and he finishes bareback coating her cervix with semen. He just loves that they can pull a properly fitting condom off while he is erect and hard! I didn’t think the swan twins have that strong a grip yet and they are jealous of Bea because she is only 16 and can already do it easily. That has turned out to be an amazing motivator for the twins to do their pelvic exercises.

Having John’s father in residence is one of the few times I like to use my large dining room table, heavy linen tablecloths and the good china and silver. I brought in kitchen and serving staff (working for me on their own time) from the casino’s exclusive restaurant so that we can all enjoy meals together. And invite dinner guests like Anya who is in town and Chris (our Gyn), Pirate (who runs our escort service) and Adolph (who owns the deep water training facility). The guys bring along some of our casinos best fetish escorts, as dinner partners/arm candy to show them off to His Grace so Himself can select a partner for the evening.

His Grace And the swan twins: The old bull loves the thrill of getting off inside gorgeous teens in public places while avoiding getting caught so I had already warned the twins that he might be interested in getting to know them biblically in public and they found the prospect exciting, especially Odile who like me has a thing for risky sex. They both have had no discomfort or bleeding from their GyneFix placements on Saturday (September 7^th) and when they were introduced to His Grace he took an immediate liking to them. A day or two later he asked Odile (who had been chatting him up at every opportunity) if she would show him the University Arboretum as he said he was interested to see the desert flora on display. Having been warned about his interest she was prepared. She gladly accepted and off they went.

Before they left I made sure she had some large super-sheer condoms and was wearing a party panty (a thong with an absorbent gusset) under her short sage jersey skirt and a lighter sheer sage silk blouse that allowed her to blend in with the shrubbery. She was barelegged and wore old sage dyed Gaynor pointes as I’d told her the old bull is fond of women in toe-shoes. I wasn’t sure how she would do being taken from behind which is his fave position as she had only been taken in that position while en pointe by her trainers. I made sure she was wearing toe-pads with her Gaynors which with the internal platform padding I hoped would protect her from thrust-drop. But Himself gets off quickly and is usually interested in his own pleasure not his partner’s so I thought in GMs she could probably stay on her toes until he came in her.

I was right. When they came back he was very pleased and even after doing SETs (Kegels to expel his semen) she was still draining ejaculate into the gusset of her party thong. He’d had her roll a condom on to him to see if her grip was strong enough to pull it off. And amazingly it was! It was her first time pulling a condom off a man other than one of her trainers and she was so excited about that! But she didn’t orgasm which left her frustrated. She was able to pull his condom off probably because on pointe her pelvic muscles were naturally clenched so any additional tightening, and she did have strong vaginal contractions that were maddeningly short of climax, was enough to force his pre-ejaculate down along the inside of the condom so he slipped out of it.

Iced toes and masturbation: When she went to freshen up I went with her and iced her feet to reduce the swelling from prolonged pointework. But first she squatted pushed down and with two fingers reached in and pulled out the condom that had been forced into her posterior fornix after he had slipped out of it. While she iced her toes she took a few minutes to quickly masturbate to orgasm using her Hitachi Magic Wand so she could release the blood still pooled in her pelvis because she had not been sexually satisfied and left uncomfortably bloated and frustrated.

She said that in the small clearings surrounded by thick shrubbery where she took him there were condoms and tampons littering the ground and bushes. The ground was still sodden in places from the showers we have had for the last few days, though the really heavy rains were well to the east of us. Her Gaynor pointes were a muddy mess, but the blocks and shanks came through undamaged and the ribbons and stitching held though the sage satin is now the color of sand.  Knowing he often leaves his partner’s unsatisfied I’d suggested she give herself a clitoral orgasm while he was taking her from behind, but she said she didn’t dare because they were almost seen by student couples and she couldn’t chance them hearing her moan or cry out in ecstasy. After showering she rejoined us and she was fine. Odette is now looking forward to her turn with Himself.

Our first dive-sex seminar

How safe am I wearing a Reflexions for dive-sex?

Gyns, diaphragms and dive-sex: For the last 18 months my clinic has been considering hosting a seminar for selected Gynecologists to disseminate information about how adventuresome women can protect themselves from reproductive tract injury during sexual intercourse underwater. As returning readers know the need for intimate protection during dive-sex has been apparent to me for the last several years from the number of pelvic infections we have been seeing in patients who had recently had underwater penetrative sex.  

Of course not all underwater sex occurs while wearing dive gear. There are hot tub encounters and penetration while holding on to open pool gutters, but we are seeing more and more reproductive tract problems that seem to originate from encounters while wearing SCUBA and are occurring in deep water, which for the purposes of this post is below 6 meters, approximately 18 feet, depths which are available in most high-end pools these days. Problems can occur either from masturbation or with a partner. There is almost nothing in the published literature about the use of diaphragms to prevent upper reproductive tract infections caused from water forced into the uterus by the hydraulics of a toy or a partner’s thrusts when the vagina floods, which is fairly common, during underwater sex. So we felt a seminar to increase awareness of the problem and ways to minimize the danger of serious side effects from dive-sex was long over due.

The Venue: Our clinic got Adolph, who operates one of the countries deepest dive training facilities and the private underwater sex club, Splash, to sponsor a seven day conference/seminar for a few influential female Gyns from areas where most of the dive-sex related problems seem to be occurring; LA, Las Vegas The Hamptons and Palm Beach. All expenses; transportation, meals and lodging were paid  by our casino for the attendees. The seminar was held at The Lorelei, (think Splash for women) Adolph’s luxury Spa in the hills which is connected to his dive training facility so his multi-bed hyperbaric chamber was easily accessible if needed.

The first day was Spa check in, each attendee was tested for hCG – a precaution since diving can harm a pregnancy - and fitted for a diaphragm (none had used one before) and an evening dinner, four full days of seminars and training in encounter and deep water pools, primarily Adolph’s, but mine if necessary, and two days of sightseeing afterward to allow nitrogen buildup to purge from traveling attendees bodies before flying home. I had pushed for four full days of raining while others thought three was sufficient and that the attendees would be too tired after four very active days, but I was proved correct as the Gyn’s fitting skills were excellent after six fitting sessions with patients and none were tired enough to forgo any of the eight pool training sessions with male partners. Adolph participated because he sees the market for dive-sex training expanding as well as potential guests for The Lorelei and Pirate, who provided the male escorts, sees an increase in demand for dive-sex escorts both at The Lorelei and to service the demand at other locations within the continental U.S.

The participating Gyns: There were ten participants, four from LA and two each from Las Vegas, The Hamptons and Palm Beach all of whom were SCUBA qualified. None were allergic to latex and all were between the ages of 29 and 32. We intentionally kept the seminar small because of the need for personal attention and training for each woman with her male partners, experienced dive-sex escorts, first in encounter pools and then in deep water. Over the course of the seminar each Gyn was given the opportunity to be with five different male partners to give her experience with a range of underwater thrusting techniques. None of the Gyns was familiar with diaphragm fitting nor had any been diaphragm users themselves before the seminar. All the women were sexually active and none were married though most were in monogamous relationships. All the participants had the full series of Gardasil shots, negative full panel STI tests and were shown the recent clean full STI panels for the ten male escorts who would be partnering them. That way the women were reassured they were safe from STIs and could enjoy skin-on-skin contact with the men entering them.

All were anxious to experience dive-sex with an experienced trainer so they were able to rationalize sex during the seminar as just another part of their medical training. They had been given a chance to opt-out of the underwater encounters, but, quite rightly, felt it was vital to experience what it is like to have dive-sex so they would know what a patient would experience first hand and what it’s like for a woman to wear protective equipment to minimize the likelihood of problems from vaginal flooding during active penetration underwater. Even the two who were initially reluctant enjoyed the opportunities to experience underwater encounters for themselves while properly protected. All the women were on long acting reversible contraceptives (LARC) six on the single rod implant Nexplanon and four on the progestin releasing IUD Mirena. The emergency contraceptive Plan B One-Step was available if any participant felt her primary method of contraception might have failed.

Pelvic grooming and ageing: All the participants had pubic hair at least to some extent. Most had thick pelts trimmed to their bikini lines, but several had been waxed except for a thin closely trimmed landing strip.  If the participants were going to be fitted for penetrator plugs pubic hair would have been a problem, but for dive-sex training with professional partners who wouldn’t grind their hair into the mons veneris pubic hair was not a problem. And for one participant her partners used a soft cock ring as a buffer since she was slender and had very little fat padding her pubic bone.  

In the common women’s dressing room we all got to see each other’s bodies and all the participants had lovely proportional figures. While none had Victoria’s Secret class bodies, all were very attractive and seemed confident about how they looked even though a bit nervous about appearing nude among a group of near strangers. Several participants commented on my totally nude pubes, my perfect high small breasts and how soft and smooth my skin is. They were fascinated to find I had never been pregnant, but am lactating and wearing Lilly Padz under my bras to prevent milk stains from leaky nipples, which occur when I’m sexually aroused.

What I didn’t tell them was that six months ago my endocrinologist started me on a weekly regimen of a special blend of amino acids injections to increase my production of Human Growth Hormone, hGH. The shots are low dosage to minimize the risk of side effects such as joint and muscle pain, swelling in the arms and legs and carpel tunnel syndrome. Even so my hGH production has more than tripled! It’s costly, but very effective, at least for me. The shots have rejuvenated my skin, and toned the flesh on my throat and around my eyes so it is as firm and smooth as a twenty year olds and it boosted my energy and libido as well, though neither of those was showing any sign of decreasing. None of the Gyns had any idea that I wasn’t in my late twenties, but forty-two until I mentioned starting to use cervical barriers when I was twenty-one in the early nineties and they did the math. 

My role and Reflexions: I was part of the support staff as an expert cervical barrier fitter and dive-sex demonstrator. I fit them all with the latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragms we all wore for dive-sex training. In fitting them with Reflexions I stressed the marvelously stretchy dome membrane, the wonderful heat transfer properties of latex and the fact that the rim of a correctly fitted Reflexions is nearly impossible to under-thrust. Making it perfect for deep dives is the fact that the rim will not distort due to water pressure (as other rim styles will below 10 meters) regardless of how deep the wearer dives, a fact they would test for themselves on several 100 ft training dives. Fortunately they all had deep post-pubic vaults with the necessary pelvic ledge to take the anterior rim and wonderfully thick soft vaginal rugae in which the rim could sink to form a strong seal. As dive-sex specialists my partner and I demonstrated different positions and thrusting techniques and I dove with the Gyns and a woman divemaster on their first few dives to help reassure them of their safety if a woman is correctly fitted for and is properly using Reflexions as flood insurance.

In my oral presentation I didn’t mention my need for or benefit from wearing a death rubber as that is something only psychiatrists are likely to encounter, but I did stress that a correctly fitted and properly inserted latex Reflexions FS diaphragm and a good thick silicone base vaginal gel were the cornerstones of safe underwater penetrative sex for a woman. Women on hormonal contraception can safely use a diaphragm for flood control as can women with an IUD if a silicone gel lube is applied in the dome to prevent ‘string-grab’. I also taught the diaphragm fitting course at our clinic and then had evening fitting sessions for the Gyns using escort trainees as patients and one or two other women with anatomies unsuitable for diaphragms in evening training classes as examples of women who shouldn’t be fitted.

Costumes, equipment and comfort: We women all wore string bikini bottoms and swimsuit front closure sports bra tops for pool encounters and the guys wore Speedo slingshots. The men all had gelly cock rings to use if his partner said she was getting sore from having her pelvis pounded from her partner’s thrusting, but only one asked for a cock ring to be used during the entire five days a tribute to the professionalism of their male partners.

All the Gyns wore OTS Guardian FFMs, 80 cu ft aluminum tanks and Scubapro back inflated Ladyhawk BCs (all provided by Adolph) while the men and I wore our own OTS Guardians and other gear.  OTS Guardian FFMs are standard for escort training, Splash, The Lorelei and the deep water training facility so buying in volume we get a great discount.  It took a few test dives to get the Gyns accustomed to floating on the surface in a wing back BC, but after that they loved the comfort and freedom of movement wearing a Ladyhawk gives a woman diver.

During the day we refreshed ourselves with sports drinks and fresh fruit to replace the electrolytes excreted. In the evenings we replenished our energy with high calorie meals to replace the calories burnt off by underwater sex, which is surprisingly strenuous. Adolph had his divemaster hang a net across the well at 100 feet and fastened sets of tethers (ankle leashes) to it so the Gyns could experience dive-sex at 100 feet while breathing Nitrox. That way there was no worry about a fatal accident if someone had an uncontrolled descent she wouldn’t go to the bottom at 216 feet.  The Gyns loved the four days of strenuous exercise during which they rotated through at least five men each over that period enjoying multiple orgasms with each partner while screaming and moaning into their FFMs. At the end they were all on Ibuprofen for sore pelvises and abs muscles from meeting their partner’s thrusts during encounters that began unhurriedly progressing to frantic couplings and underwater ecstasy in a cloud of bubbles.

Afterward: Most of the Gyns didn’t think they would be able to orgasms during dive-sex encounters. Obviously none had been with a professional escort who can make a girl believe she is the most interesting, beautiful and sexually fascinating woman he has ever seen and mind-fuck her into falling under his spell at least while he is with her. All of the women reached orgasm within ten minutes and the average was five after the first time when they were all in lust for their men. The girls said afterward that they had no idea that being taken to orgasm while sucking gas one hundred feet below the surface could be that intense, which may spell trouble for some of their boyfriends.

The attendees all agreed that their intensive diaphragm fitting training and underwater penetrative encounter training gave them badly needed insight into the thrill and dangers of underwater sexual intercourse and the skills and knowledge to counsel their patients about the use of safety equipment to minimize the likelihood of reproductive tract problems occurring from dive-sex encounters.  Our clinic, Adolph and Pirate all thought the time and expense of the seminar were well worthwhile as it brought together and developed friendships and a solid base of specialist knowledge among high profile trend setters in women’s reproductive health located in up-market areas of the country where it is likely to be most useful.

 

 

Brian and me

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A traveling Dominatrix

I’m Olga; I’ll be your Dominatrix for the evening!

Pirate’s new service offering: I’m training a few of the most lovely and talented of Pirates female escorts as Dominatrices. He has always provided the best in vanilla escorts as well as being trained in the more common bedroom fetishes, rubber, leather etc in addition to providing women on any form of contraception (or none at all) for the client who is willing to pay. But now, as he sees BDSM beginning to influence and to be accepted into mainstream high fashion and some light domination styles being worn for theater and dinner evenings he feels the time is right to push the envelope a bit.

Nothing blatantly overt of course; no penis leashes, ball-gags, hoods or riding crops in sight just a gorgeous woman clad in leather or rubber on the arm of a distinguished looking man as he guides her into the best restaurants and theatrical events. The Domme’s costume, like the one in the photo at the top of this entry is for later in the evening when she will bend him to her will extracting his vital fluids in jets and spurts into her tight warm orifices where it will benefit them both the most.

From Givenchy’s Fall 2012 line a leather zip-back dress

The practical Dominatrix: This Givenchy dress is more practical than it looks with a full silk lining and pockets in the skirt. I love how the back-zip is cleverly hidden and the pull tucks into the high collar so there’s no danger of my long hair getting snagged. The leather is treated so is nearly stain proof which is especially helpful for blood and semen splatters on the lighter colors. I have four, two in black a sage green and the last in glorious milk chocolate. They are very comfy in the winter, but I suspect can be quite hot in the summer unless you are just going between a car service ride and an air-conditioned building. Properly cleaning a leather dress is expensive, but the salt from perspiration stains can be hard on soft leather and elastic in clever places to keep it skintight w/o splitting the seams. In the winter calf length boots go well with this style, but I have matching ensembles for each of my Givenchy Dom-leather dresses; black, sage and milk chocolate. I wear Wolford 50 denier tights a small silk thong with an absorbent liner and matching leather Capezio pointes with it when I’m taken out to dinner on Jack or Adolph’s arm. If I want a bit of color I’ll tie a silk Hermès scarf around my waist.

On St Valentine’s Day, my birthday, Adolph took me to an early dinner At Guy Savoy’s at Caesars Palace. I am such a steak girl! I had the prime beef tenderloin and it was absolutely divine! Asking me out was unusual for him, but we had some business to discuss so I thought, ok, I’d get to show off a new leather dress and everyone who matters in the valley knows and fears Adolph so the shock value of being on his arm was priceless! I wore the sage Givenchy leather - and then we went back to his place for bedroom calisthenics with my rollie hard case of dominatrix toys. I’m told I look like a very severe big pharma rep with her rolling case of drug samples.

Surprise: However, it turned out I had to wait to use my toys on him. He had gotten all my friends together for a surprise birthday party and it was a total surprise coming from Adolph! The early dinner was so my dancers could attend before their shows since Valentines Day is a big occasion in Vegas, aside from getting married in a chapel by an Elvis impersonator. With my long auburn hair flowing down the back of my sage leather dress and my classic features I’m much prettier than the model in the photo above. Everyone said I looked fabulous! At 42 I think I can easily pass for being in my early 30s. My beauty regimen is extensive and expensive, but like the girl in the L'Oréal advert says, I do it “Because I’m worth it”!

Kinky tryst: It was a lovely party and afterward Adolph enjoyed me whipping the soles of his feet with my riding crop then taking him sitting astride while he was fastened in wide leather ankle and wrist cuffs spread-eagled on his bed. He loves thrusting into the soft stretchy latex dome of my Reflexions and with me astride I controlled his depth and angle of penetration so I could give myself the most pleasure before letting him shoot his load in me. He has so much pressure in his ejaculations – his spurts carry 25 feet or more – that I like to think I could feel the pressure as his semen splattered against the thin latex membrane of my diaphragm. I was CD7 on my birthday and in mid follicular phase (I’m CD10 and newly fertile as I’m writing this) so there was almost no chance he could have caused me to conceive even if my Reflexions had leaked.

A-list diaphragm interest: As I recently commented to a friend, out here right now latex diaphragms have become something of a fad for two groups of women the deeply kinky professional ones I’ve mentioned in earlier posts and a group of wealthy young moms who see wearing a diaphragm as being eco-friendly (no hormonal side effects or excreting contraceptives hormones into the environment) while being able to feel just a bit naughty. One explained that she and her friends see wearing a diaphragm as being porn-lite by inserting a contraceptive device as part of the normal preparation for their day. It’s the same as taking a pill each day, but the physical object worn internally gives them more confidence than taking a pill. It’s the same psychological boost I get when I’m wearing my Oves or a diaphragm! And of course they make sure they have a few prefilled disposable applicators of Conceptrol in a zipper pocket of their purses to be totally prepared if an opportunity presents itself.

Even more exciting however is that two A-list Hollywood actresses who are great friends came in to my clinic yesterday to be fitted with diaphragms to wear to the Oscars! They both have recently had babies and wanted to take a break from the intense physical training to get back into shape after childbirth. Returning to pre-pregnancy physical condition is grueling work. Walking down the red carpet at the Oscars will be their first glam public appearance and they wanted to look fabulous, while not cheating by wearing Spanx. They took time away from their personal trainers and came out to Vegas for the weekend specifically to be fitted by me. Another A-list friend had mentioned how much she liked her diaphragm which I fitted when she was on location here. I’m really hoping that the eco-friendly and psychologically naughty aspects of diaphragms will make them popular again.

Breeding fantasies and masturbating at Tahoe

Aimée’s Mom, Adèle, in a French wetsuit at Lake Tahoe
Getting started and dive-sex: Aimée’s mom, one of Tanaquil’s last étoile level toe-girl/courtesans, has come to spent a few weeks with Aimée and sample the local men while taking dive-sex lessons and diving Lake Tahoe with a few of us. We have been using Adolph’s chalet on the lake as base. She has been in Vegas for several weeks and is staying in a suite at The Lorelei, Adolph’s Spa in the hills outside of town. I offered to put her up, but she wanted privacy as she is sampling the delights of a series of local stallions (provided by Pirate, my procurer of choice) that have particular kinks which meet her needs. I think she believes I would prove a distraction to the men she has chosen, and I can’t blame her for that.

Adèle’s home is outside Paris and six months ago she had a GyneFix (with the strings removed prior to insertion) implanted for contraception so her menses have settled down and she just needs gas-guard training for dive-sex. When she first arrived I took her to Chris, our clinic’s male Gyn, to be fitted for one. She wanted a FemCap, but her pelvic anatomy wasn’t suitable for a cap because she has given birth and so a FemCap is much more likely to displace off her cervix. However her vagina is perfect for an 80mm Reflexions flat spring diaphragm (the same type and size I wear as a gas guard) so that’s what she got. She also got a 70mm All-Flex silicone diaphragm to use during surface-sex while with breeding fantasy fetishists so they can easily under-thrust it. She was also fitted for a custom made Penetrator plug and asked for expedited manufacture so she could get it in four days. Jacques, Gigi’s father, has been giving her dive-sex lessons when she wears her 80mm flat spring D to increase her confidence that it is nearly impossible to under-thrust and will prevent water or air being forced into her uterus when her vagina floods during dive-sex. Vaginal flooding doesn’t occur every time a woman has dive sex, but it happens more frequently at first while she is developing her own technique. Jacques is my main partner when we are both in town, but I don’t mind him drilling Adèle since it gives me an opportunity to troll for partners with Anya in the Meat Market at Naughty Pleasures.

Breeding fantasies: Adèle is interested in meeting men with breeding fantasy fetishes where every time they ejaculate in a woman they are hoping she will become preggers by him. From what research I’ve done this seems to be a pretty common fantasy among men – Jacques, Gigi’s father, makes his living doing it in real life – and for every man who enters a woman w/o wearing a condom there is a chance that he will impregnate her, so I think most men secretly hope they are powerful enough biologically and in the bedroom that regardless of the precautions taken by the woman their offspring will be growing in the gorgeous woman’s hard flat belly.

She specifically asked Pirate to let her choose among his stallions with major breeding fantasies as they seem to be more devious with their partners in matters of contraception. She is telling the breeders who she is having sex with that she is using only barriers – diaphragms and condoms – for protection and since her GyneFix is stringless and she is cycling naturally there is no way for them to know differently. She loves the cat-and-mouse games they play with her; slitting the end of their condom with a fingernail while positioning themselves for penetration or under-thrusting her under-sized All-Flex diaphragm. Her breeder watches while she inserts and checks to see that the All-Flex is covering her cervix knowing that an All-Flex is very easy to under-thrust and fill with his seed when he has her wound so tight during orgasm that she is quivering like Jell-O in an earthquake and can hardly breath and he thinks she is unaware of what he’s doing inside her. She and her partners are lying like rugs to one another which makes the sex even more exciting and she is enjoying every moment of it! She is particularly happy during her fertile days when she is slippery wet with fertile cervical mucus and her duty stallion nails her several times per encounter. The five stallions who are drilling her have a pool going for a thousand dollars to see which of them impregnates her. They figure if she aborts they can have the fetus tested for paternity and if she delivers they can hack the L&D suite at the hospital to get the baby’s DNA.

Diving Lake Tahoe: Adèle had brought along her own Beuchat wetsuit and insisted on trying to wear it at Tahoe even though the daily high temps were in the 40s, but it was far too cold – the surface of the lake is at about 6,200 feet – for a wetsuit (which accounts for the frustrated expression on her face) so she ended up wearing one of my red heavy rubber Avon drysuits, an Interspiro FFM, thermal undies, hood and gloves. We sucked gas from single Worthington HP steel 130 cu ft tanks and breathed Nitrox II (36 % oxygen). Since we were both in drysuits and had Penetrator plugs inserted I took her down to a shelf at a depth of 135 feet so we could practice drysuit masturbation with her new Penetrator plug. She’d never masturbated underwater before much less in a drysuit at a depth of 135 feet so she had a very good time!

Thanksgiving 2010

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!

Thanksgiving Day: Cyndi’s mom, Fiona, and her boyfriend are with us again this year to celebrate Thanksgiving! The Honorable Lady Fiona etc, etc (known to her friends as “Fi”) and her current stud-muffin an SAS Major, Colin Tree, who is with the Military Attaché unit of the Embassy in DC were able to come! She flew out with Senator Reid, to brief him on an Anglo-American project, while Congress is on Thanksgiving break. Limnaea was on the east coast so it was no trouble to pick up Maj. Tree at Dulles. I will fit Fiona with a Reflexions so she can dive the pit She prefers a diaphragm which she used before having her GyneFix implanted rather than the 30 mm Oves I fitted her for last year. That will work out well because we now know Reflexions is quite safe as a gas guard down to at least 200 feet.

Like last year I have a team of chefs - hired off-duty from the casino - working my commercial grade kitchen to prepare the traditional turkey dinner. There will be Parade watching and football for the men but I expect to be able to lure them away from the games for plenty of sex.

For the weekend there will be:

1.Cyndi & Chris,
2. Anya & Robin,
3. Shelly & Jeff,
4.Marie-Claude & Pirate,
5.Diané & Peter,
6. Fiona & Colin,
7. Cara & Clark an experience escort new to our group
8.Abigail (Abi): pool-assistant and Lorelei in residence to Adolph & Adolph
9.Gigi & Chuck, my fave Gyno and Taryn’s old BF.
10.Beth: My Pool Assistant/Dresser & Jon a lovely male escort
11. Jacques & me.

The lovely thing about having a very large house is I can bed them all here for the entire weekend. My circle, since they are in synchrony with me, will be CD 7 – 10 from tomorrow through the weekend so we should all be fertile by Saturday and ready to test the stamina of out partners. Fiona is a few days ahead so will probably ovulate this weekend.

The only sadness is that Taryn won’t be here with us. She sends her love and asks to be remembered to all. She is enjoying Trinity College Cambridge and her tutor says she is doing well in her studies while having an active social life at her country house, Cunt Castle, on weekends.