The psychology of a pointe-shoe fetish

Trolling for penis en pointe in Bloch Alphas with my ribbons untied

The photo: Teasing Morning Wood; in sous-sus sans ribbons with my toes packed in the blocks of an old pair of Jenna 1’s 4 ½ xxx Bloch Alpha, SO104 pointes. Marvin gets so aroused watching me put on pointe shoes especially Jenna’s old ones. 

Marvin and “Goodbye sex”: Its good to get back to what passes for my ‘normal’ routine after being at Location Z to celebrate the Vernal Equinox on the day we had a nearly total eclipse of the sun and then six days later being in the congregation at the reburial of Richard III in Leicester cathedral. It isn’t every girl who gets groped to a clitoral orgasm while listening to the Archbishop of Canterbury’s remarks before Richard III was lowered into what one hopes is his final resting place after 530 years.

Our morning ritual is that he showers then comes to watch while I break in new Freeds pointes; sewing on the ribbons and elastics, rasping the soles and softening the blocks. Before we have breakfast I always put on a pair of Jenna’s Alphas for him. In size 4 ½ xxx they are a half size too small for me to perform in and tight enough that even w/o the ribbons tied they won’t slip off my heels if I’m not wearing tights. That way I can seduce him into a quick “Goodbyes-sex” encounter and he leaves for work sexually sated. I like to quickly insert a menstrual cup after he withdraws to collect his semen as it liquefies and drains into the cup while we are having breakfast. Then I carefully pull out the cup filled with our coital discharge and hand it to him. He always savors the scent before drinking the contents with the last of his coffee. He is always so appreciative of what I do for him!

Marvin and the significance of untied pointe ribbons: Because I’m dominant and refuse to let Marvin untie my pointe ribbons, even when I’m going to take my shoes off to ice my feet he is fixated on me walking around en pointe with the ribbons untied. I won’t let any man untie my ribbons because I think letting him do that would signify my giving myself to him spiritually which I’m not yet ready to do so Marvin bides his time and watches me carefully when I’m preparing new pointes for class and performances.

He thinks my walking around on my toes with the ribbons untied makes me extremely sexually desirable and vulnerable which he finds wildly erotic. He’s right, to the extent that with untied ribbons I can’t really run in them nor use them as weapons as they could be easily pulled off my feet by an attacker. He hates me walking around in the studio with untied ribbons when other men are present since he believes I’m giving off a subliminal message that I’m interested in a sexual encounter. But a little jealousy can add intensity to a lover’s performance so it’s not all bad. However, its standard practice for dancers to walk around in new shoes with the ribbons untied, but we do have to be careful not to trip ourselves on the ribbon ends. Men! It’s amazing what erotic fantasies the lovesick or jealous male mind can create with untied ribbons trailing from a dancer’s pointes as she prepares for her work day.

A psychological penis leash: After the first few days Marvin and I spent together (with me as Jenna) I quickly picked up on his erotic fascination with my untied pointe ribbons. As I mentioned before he thinks me walking around en pointe with the ribbons untied makes me incredibly sexually desirable so by doing that I’m inviting a sexual encounter.  Of course since I know his weakness for untied ribbons he’s right, especially during the week I am fertile and very sexually needy in the mornings. I always use the untied ribbons as foreplay to mind-fuck him into agreeing to something I want to do while he is distracted intent on getting into my panties. 

Relic and talisman conservation: I don’t wear Jenna’s original Alpha pointes to dance in as they are now talismans of the eroticism that nearly consumes Marvin when I wear them. They are almost holy relics to Marvin so I wear them carefully making sure only to wear them to arouse him to take me for special occasions which we celebrate with sex and for a “goodbye encounter” before we part for the day.  Some couples kiss before they part with us it’s a bit more intimate, but he can be very quick and an orgasm he gives me during goodbye sex is always unbelievably intense.

Used that way Jenna’s’ Blochs are a potent symbol of her - and now my - femininity “an outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace” I can use to convince him to see things my way when we disagree.

Thrust therapy:  In Marvin’s psychiatric practice he specializes in performing artists with sexual problems. Things like a female ballet dancer’s fear of men after her rape or a male dancers fear of women, if you can imagine that, and there seem to be quite a few who if not scared of women are  very uncomfortable handling the female body. You can imagine what a problem that must be for a young gorgeous virile heterosexual man to have. Marvin says he thinks its caused in men from the sexual repression of upper class and some middle class males in all-male schools and Mothers of aristocrat and upper class daughters putting them on the pill rather than allowing them to experience the natural cycle of their hormones with a copper IUD.

Whatever the reason there seems to be a much greater need for sexual repression therapy here than in the U.S. and what works best over time is what I call “Thrust therapy” where the male is the thruster and the female (physical therapist) is the thrustee in repeated gentle acts of sexual intercourse. 

The need for Thrust therapy seems to be grater for men than women so Marvin has been able to accommodate his women patients needing it himself while referring his male patients to me, introducing me as his sexual therapist and dressed in ballet practice clothes – tights over a thong-back leo and pointe-shoes - so the patient can see and handle my body at the start of our session. I use a small soundproof therapy room at Marvin’s clinic with a bed and mirrored wall with a barre attached. With a receptive male patient just a few forty-five minute thrust therapy sessions is all it takes for me to ease a patient’s mind that even the most experienced women won’t hurt him physically though some of us who are ballet dancers, are amazingly tight and can verbally cut a man to shreds with our tongues if sufficiently provoked.

Someone like Us, SLU: Word gets around amazingly quickly what with social media and Marvin’s practice is getting calls from young aristocrat women who want to improve their pelvic skills. They don’t want Thrust therapy they want to work with a female pelvic trainer to learn the most effective ways to use Ben Wa balls and dildos to strengthen their pelvic muscles. In that case they have to go through the clinic and have STI panels run before they can book sessions with me. I know Ashley, Jack, Lord Sandbach’s fiancée, and Maya, the Russian ballerina and former mistress of Jack’s father, the Duke of M**** who’s abortion I arranged, as well as my good friend Tanaquil the French procuress and mistress to a French Prince, have been spreading the word about my expertise as a trainer and the go-to girl for guidance in increasing pelvic skills.  Nor does it hurt – because the aristocracy can stil be quite snobbish - to be known to have succeeded to an ancient hereditary title of my own not from marrying a man, something that most of them seem to envy me for which in their view makes me approachable on their social level as “she is someone like us”.   

British Summer Time: The clocks in the UK were all set forward an hour on Sunday (March 29, 2015) to the British version of Daylight Saving Time in the U.S. So now the UK is again 5 hours ahead of the U.S.

My wards return to Las Vegas: Bea, Willow and the Swan Twins will be returning to Vegas aboard Limnaea II with Anya on Thursday April 2^nd as UNLV spring break ends on the 4^th and classes resume on the 6^th. They have had a wonderful time and all are safe, STI free and no pregnancies despite the number of unprotected sex partners they each had. Of course that’s what we expected as they all have stringless copper bead GyneFix IUDs implanted.  It’s a tribute to the efficacy of the GyneFix and the biocide in DiveGel+.

 

Ballet BDSM

Red Gaynors with a Reflexions and its introducer

The Photo: A pair of my red Gaynor Minden pointes a color I wear when I’m menstrual or am in a very dominant mood along with one of my latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragms partially folded and tucked into a block and a diaphragm introducer. The introducer was used to help users to more easily insert flat spring diaphragms, but since demand for diaphragms has declined it is no longer made. Folded as it is readers unfamiliar with wearing a flat spring diaphragm can see how the dome folds into ridges. The three valleys between the ridges and the rim are filled with spermicide.

Ballet BDSM: Marvin loves being submissive to me in my role as his dead wife Jenna. Returning readers will recall that he suffers from a localized form of Delusional Disorder “with bizarre content” the bizarre content being the impossibility of my being Jenna, which only occurs when I’m near him for more than fifteen or twenty minutes. One of their games during which she became pregnant was a form of Ballet BDSM. Of course Ballet BDSM comes in all forms limited only by the imaginations of the couples playing. In the case of Jenna and Marvin it was fairly vanilla involving only tying Marvin’s wrists and ankles to the bedposts with the ribbons (hers and my ribbons measure19 or 20 inches each in length and are machine sewn to each quarter section) from two pairs of her Bloch SO104 pointes and gagging him with another. Then she slipped one of her micromesh a thong moist with her vaginal secretions over his nose and the waistband behind his head to hold it in place so her scent filled his lungs as he gasped for air while she mounted him; sitting astride his erection and sucking all the cream out of his éclair with her well toned pelvic muscles.

With our play we continue to follow what they were doing during the encounter from which Jenna conceived. Marvin hasn’t said anything about it but I know he would love getting me pregnant. He especially loves the fact that it occurred while Jenna was being dominant and he couldn’t do anything but be a sperm donor as she had her way with him and he is obsessed with trying to have that happen again. At my age having a single act of unprotected sex while fertile I have a 30% chance of becoming preggers, which is why I’m careful to wear the latex Reflexions FS to reduce the likelihood of that happening to an acceptable level.

Ballet intensive, unintended consequences: St Lucy’s was not the only school in town to hold a ballet summer intensive, but we may have been the safest from the standpoint of unintended consequences suffered by the students. The students attending the other BSI had all come to our clinic for evaluation prior to taking the course as it was supposed to push the envelope as far as the student’s endurance. They were all very fit and on hormonal contraceptives. I was surprised who they had as their male pointe teacher. I’ve known Cedric, who dances with the Royal Ballet, since he taught at St Lucy’s several summers ago and thought these students weren’t sexually sophisticated enough to be in one of his classes. However, all I could do was to caution the girls that he was very potent and disliked condoms so they should take care to use their hormonal method according to the instructions that came with it. I also offered to fit them with diaphragms, which their insurance through student health would have paid for, but none accepted my offer.

Most of that school’s BSI students attended it because they would be starting or returning to UNLV in a few weeks and wanted to get settled or back into the life of the city. They had also heard what a stud-muffin Cedric is and so wanted to experience for themselves being in the presence of a ballet sex-god. I understand all too well the strong sexual attraction some men have and Cedric has it in spades. Even I go rubber legged when first around him after being away from him for a while. So I knew all his students would be aroused and vulnerable to his slightest suggestion during class and found myself wishing I could be with them inhaling the testosterone laced pheromones in the scent wafting from his sweat during toe class.

The pace of the SI was said to be so intense that Cedric suggested his students take a nutritional supplement to boost their metabolism to give them more energy. What they weren’t told was that increasing their metabolism would flush hormonal contraceptives out of their bodies so quickly that the amount left borders on ineffectively therapeutic and they should use a barrier as a back-up method until they stop taking it. So at the end of that three week SI two girls, a first year and a returning second year UNLV student, were pregnant by him. This sort of thing happens with him everywhere he teaches as he has an amazing body, great personality and is an amazing chick-magnet. The first year student freaked out as she is from a very strict Christian family and rushed home intending to keep the baby. The family probably won’t sue because they couldn’t stand the publicity. The second year had been around enough to know that a vacuum aspiration was quick almost risk free and was covered by her insurance and it was done at my clinic while I held her hand.

Sex with a Ballet-God: I had sex with Cedric the day before he returned to the UK. We spent the afternoon at the barre and in bed as a going away present (for us both) since he will be rejoining the Royal Ballet as a soloist after their summer hiatus and undoubtedly spend the fall and winter fucking his way through all the new girls in the corps. His body is every bit as beautiful and his technique as gentle and skilled as I remembered it from several years ago. Since I was CD9 and fertile I was careful to wear a latex Reflections flat spring which is nearly impossible to under-thrust as he is mischievous and would like nothing better than to bypass my protection and leave his seed in my tubes to fertilize my egg when I ovulated. It’s too early for me to test to see if he succeeded in impregnating me, but I have no reason to think he was successful as there was no semen just fertile cervical mucus (semen liquefies thirty minutes after ejaculation) in the dome when I removed the diaphragm for cleaning ten hours later.

Priestess therapy: Returning readers will recall Marvin is my psychotherapist and fetish lover, among other things. In his professional capacity he is helping me adapt to and properly assume my responsibilities as a Demi-Goddess, a Priestess of the Goddess Aphrodite/Venus. He is trying to get me to focus on the things around me the Goddess wants me to influence (for example, my students and friends sex lives) and not on generalities like hunger and World Peace which are taking the time and resources of so many others far more skilled in those areas than I. 

In our private lives together (and unbeknownst to him) Marvin is teaching me to mind meld men to cause them willingly to meet my needs by placing them in my thrall. Not that women don’t do that already, to an extent, but male management at the Demi-Goddess level takes a bit of getting used to since it should be done seemingly without effort. My role as Jenna (his dead wife) in our relationship is one such test that the Goddess set for me, a learning experience so I can see how far my power extends before I damage an otherwise perfectly good man. And of course all without calling attention to myself by doing something a beautiful, athletic and sexually active dancer couldn’t possibly accomplish by herself.

 

Mind-fucking Marvin

A pair of Jenna’s Bloch Alpha pointes which fit me perfectly when I’m fertile

The Photo: A pair of Jenna’s Bloch’s Alpha, style SO104, pointes. It’s one of Marvin’s fave pics of Janna’s toe-shoes so returning readers are likely to see it again from time to time. Wearing her pointe shoes when we are together and especially during sex is instrumental in allowing me to bend my psychotherapist to my will by reinforcing his delusion that I am the embodiment of his dead wife. As I work through her pairs of Alphas I’m slowly adding new pairs as at some point hers will be wearing out though I take good care of them and reharden the blocks and am gentle with the shanks. The Chi from all the sex she had with Marvin and other men while wearing them is available to me while I’m wearing them.  

Therapy with Aphrodite and Morning wood: Marvin, my current lover and psychotherapist, is helping me better understand and adapt to my role as a priestess of the late Neolithic (4,000 BCE or perhaps earlier) Greek Goddess Aphrodite and how she and therefore I came to be celebrating cosmological events in a miserably cold wet mountaintop temple in Scotland. As my therapist he is stressing my limitations, or rather what limitations I should impose, on the powers given me so as not to warp the time space continuum any more than it already was when the powers of a Priestess of Aphrodite were given to me in the temple of Venus in the undercroft of Crag Abbey.

I have been cautioned to use my powers only to enhance sexuality and intimate relations between the sexes within my sphere and not for profit or personal advancement which could have unintended consequences. There are so many things I would like to do; end hunger and bring about world peace, but the Goddess and Marvin have both cautioned me against such overreaching. 

The story of Aphrodite, later known as Venus by the Romans, was first set down by the Greek poets Homer and Hesiod. Homer, the author of the Iliad and the Odyssey, is revered as the greatest of the Greek epic poets and is thought to have been Born around 8th - 9th century B.C. Hesiod is generally thought by scholars to have been active some time later between 750 and 650 BC. The two accounts of Aphrodite’s birth are very different.

In Homer’s telling Aphrodite was the daughter of Zeus and Dione and the wife of Hephaestus to whom she was not a faithful wife representing sexual passion rather than the bond of marriage. Hesiod based his story of her birth on the supposed derivation of her name from ‘aphros’ (foam) by which she emerged fully formed from the sea at Paphos in Cyprus or on Cythera. For when Cronos had cut off the genitals of his father Uranus, he threw them into the sea; foam gathered around them and they were transformed into a woman. I like to think Hesiod was correct because Aphrodite the goddess of passion seems more likely to derive her raging libido from the genetic material from which she was created. Having a raging libido myself I think Hesiod’s version is a wonderful story!

Fetish sex with my therapist: This past week I was fertile and very needy for male intimate attention. I know it’s a conflict of interest for Marvin to be having sex with a patient, but he has such an amazing way about him and can convincingly explain how being physically intimate with me will help us both to resolve my insecurities. I know he just wants to spend himself in a deep, hot, wet and extremely tight vagina, but to him I’m not just any tight deep vagina.  I am physically identical to his dead wife Jenna, so I let him think I’m fooled by his reasoning, but it’s really his delusion that I’m Jenna when I’m with him that makes him easy to manipulate. He’s considerate and gives me my pleasure first and I love draining his thick cream after we’re finished. For free therapy sessions and marvelous sex with a great looking and considerate man how can a girl go wrong? And so I give him the fetish sex he craves taking me in as many positions as he wants while I’m wearing a pair of Jenna’s Bloch Alpha pointe shoes.

Sex in Bloch Alphas: Marvin is particularly fond of ballet-sex which as returning readers will recall is the woman being entered from behind while sur les pointes a la seconds bent over holding on to a barre, table or chair, and in Marvin’s case with me wearing a pair of his dead wife’s SO104s. He likes me to wear a pair of Alphas that I’ve just taken class and sweated in so the paste in the blocks is melted and fragrant and the leather and satin are moist so the shoes give off a bouquet of scents that he identifies with Jenna. In order to take full advantage of the scent of sweaty pointes while I’m wearing them he takes me on my back with my legs folded at the hips so I’m in a hairpin with my feet and sweaty shoes on either side of my head while he mounts me in missionary.

That way he can keep his weight on his elbows while gripping the blocks of my pointes with his hands holding my feet pointes and me in place beneath him as he rams his glans into my anterior fornix stretching the latex membrane of my Reflexions so it simultaneously pushes up on my uterus while squeezing his glans in the tightly stretched rubber he forces into my anterior fornix with every powerful thrust. That’s a duality we both dearly love!

Ben Wa balls and condoms: Jenna didn’t like giving him head and while I’m more amenable to doing it I’d much rather him fill my vagina with semen than me swallowing it. I think I can do so much more for a man with his penis in my vagina rather than my mouth. And I do have a much tighter vaginal grip than Jenna which I discovered when Marvin and I first became intimate.

He wanted to wear a condom so he would be sure not to get me pregnant even though I was wearing an Oves cap or a diaphragm. I rarely have sex with men wearing condoms as I require partners to have negative full STI panels and the men leave contraception to me. What we found with Marvin in a condom is that though he stayed wonderfully hard the condoms almost always come off inside me which he said never happened when Jenna was dancing and wanted to be certain she didn’t get pregnant during the SF Ballet’s season.

The condoms we use – we don’t use them any more for contraception, just for rubberiest play, but more about that later – are usually Japanese super sheer latex of the correct size and rolled on correctly, but even when relaxed my grip is so tight that his pre-cum is squeezed out of the reservoir tip and down around his glans and shaft so after a few minutes he slides right out leaving the condom inside me and a textured condom comes off even faster! Using an intimate silicone lube and latex diaphragm and condom reduces the likelihood of latex grab between the condom and diaphragm and prevents micro-tears in my vaginal walls from friction, but adds no additional time before he slips out. In thinking about it I’ve decided that the condoms coming off is an unanticipated side effect of strengthening my vaginal grip by training with Ben Wa balls because until I started my Ben Wa training regimen several years ago the only time a man slipped out of a condom while with me was when he went flaccid.