Latex catsuits, ANRs & Thanksgiving house party

latex catsuit with breast zippers for an ANR

The photo: A Westward Bound Lucretia Deluxe Latex catsuit with zipper breasts and crotch, being modeled in this promo shot by the international fetish supermodel Sister Sinister. They are made to order in the UK. I bought two, the pewter (pictured) for £417 so I can more easily disappear in low light conditions while playing hide-and-seek and the red for £362 that I like to wear for play when I’m menstrual.

Grope protection in a latex catsuit: Having one’s latex sheathed mons pubis - accented by the relief zipper - on public display in fetish clubs is eye-catching and tends to attract very sexually assertive men. If a girl refuses a man’s advances she often hears the complaint “why are you wearing a suit like that if you don’t want to be grabbed by your pussy?” Or, “why are you wearing that if you are on the rag?” I think to an extent they are right. if I didn’t want that sort of attention I could wear a skirt and blouse and go as a librarian. It’s not that I mind being groped by a lovely hunky man, but I do enjoy showing off as well as choosing who I’m groped by. However, London club men can be very persistent so it’s every girl for herself in many cases and pelvic grope protection may be desirable or even necessary depending on where the wearer is in her cycle, think menstrual and wearing a diaphragm or menstrual cup.

When I’m in a latex catsuit and need grope protection I insert a cleft headed Sports Plug custom fitted to snugly and comfortably fit in the vagina and grip the wearer’s nude pubes. That way the relief zipper of the tight rubber suit is pulled into the cleft and held securely in place. Jeff, the owner of Labia Labs, has improved the Sports Plug so it protects the clit shaft as well as the labia, can be safely worn with a diaphragm or menstrual cup and the wearer can urinate easily w/o having to remove it, which is a huge improvement from the original design. 

An ANR in a latex catsuit: Of course, chlorinated latex can be easily ruined by oils of any kind (lubes, meds, etc.) and shouldn’t be worn by anyone allergic to latex. The double slider zippers allow opening the suit to expose only the amount of breast needed to allow a hungry partner to latch on. Worn with a full-face hood and hair cone I can walk through my fetish club, Clever Cunts, on Holland Park Road, Kensington, London in a suit like this and be completely anonymous though a few club members know who I am because no one else in latex wears pointe shoes and is almost continuously en pointe while walking around not to mention being milked by an ANR partner while at the bar. After a partner finishes milking me I do have to be careful to sponge away milk trickles and sweat from my breasts and replace my LilyPadz to avoid nipple leakage and prevent the milk and sweaty latex from beginning to develop an odor. A bit more about that below.

Anyone who has worn a latex catsuit for any length of time knows how hot they can be as they trap the body’s heat and sweat runs down the arms and legs and trickles out the openings at the wrists and ankles. The wearer’s sweat running down her ankles and into her shoes is why the blocks of pointe-shoes made of traditional materials (hessian, cardboard, paste, satin and leather) will melt very quickly when worn with a latex catsuit. So, if any pointwork is anticipated even for something as vanilla as a photoshoot Gaynor Minden pointes which have polymer blocks and shanks are the only safe and comfortable choice since they won’t lose their support regardless of how wet they get. 

One might think that having a partner breastfeed through an open nipple zipper is easy and it usually is. Being milked by a partner or strapped into and pumping with my Medela bustier twin breast pump is quite comfortable for me. However, it’s the intervals in between being milked that can be uncomfortable for some. If a woman is not lactating and is just fond of nipple play her nipples may not be as sensitive as when she is actually lactating. That was certainly the case for me. So, the closed nursing zippers pressing on the nipples might not bother a wearer as much if she isn’t lactating. What I found was that the closed nursing zippers stimulate my nipples and cause them to leak more than they would if I was wearing a bra so I wear LilyPadz silicone nursing pads if I’m going to wear a latex milking catsuit for very long – like wearing it while out clubbing - to protect my nipples and prevent leakage.

f while out I want or need to be milked I just unzip and remove the pad and afterward sponge off my breasts with a disposable wipe and replace the pads. I thought it might be difficult to apply a LilyPadz while my breasts were sheathed in tight latex, but the fully open nursing zippers gave me enough room to correctly insert and place the pads and I quickly developed an application technique. It’s a bit like learning to correctly insert and place a diaphragm except that the consequences of failure in correctly placing a LilyPadz won’t result in pregnancy.

Speaking of pregnancy: The Thanksgiving gathering has gone very well so far.  Although, there was one surprise, but it can be easily handled. Bryony’s step-mother, ‘Brigitte’, who was a ballerina with the Paris Opera Ballet and at 27 is younger than Bryony, is the 4th wife of Bryony’s father has tested pregnant. First with a home pregnancy test (pee on a stick) then verified with a serum test. It’s quite recent as her test for hCG (human chorionic gonadotropin) last week was negative. A pregnancy test is routine before all of my house parties as I like to know the health of the women participating as diving while preggers isn’t a good idea.

She has a standard (6 bead) copper GyneFix IUD implanted that from ultra sound imaging is still properly positioned and it is relatively new as it was implanted less than 2 years ago. She has been taking weight loss supplements that speed up the metabolism which can make hormonal contraceptives less effective, but that shouldn’t affect copper IUDs. The Gyn we have in residence (when we anticipate a good bit of sexual activity) thinks she is the in the 1-2% failure rate as the effectiveness of a GyneFix is about 98-99%. Brigitte has been seeing a lot of a male POB Principal recently and suspects he is the father and doesn’t want her husband to know. Not that he would mind her having another lover, but because it would suggest she hadn’t been as cautious as she should have been, which, with an IUD in place is not the case at all, but she doesn’t want her husband to start looking for the 5^th Countess of A**** if he isn’t already.

She has no symptoms; nausea, lack of stamina etc. yet so has been able to continue on participating in partner exchanges as though she hadn’t conceived. She has asked to stay over for a few days after the house party (she is a lot of fun and she has amazing stories about what goes on in the sex lives of the POB dancers) and have our Gyn perform a vacuum aspiration and implant a new GyneFix in her uterine fundus.

She was asked if she wanted to switch to a hormonal IUD which is a bit more effective, but like me she loves to experience the hormonal swings in her natural cycle. She will then recover here for a week or so before returning to Kent as good as new. The reason given for extending her stay is that she will be teaching me the role of Gamzatti from Rudolf Nureyev's 1991 production of La Bayadère for the POB.

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!

Happy Thanksgiving

A traditional U.S. Thanksgiving holiday meal

The photo:  A young hen turkey roasted to perfection. For my readers who are into BDSM please note her ankles were bound prior to roasting.

Wishing all my readers in the U.S. and in the UK as well who are now celebrating Thanksgiving, the happiest of holidays.

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

Winter in the Cambrian Mountains

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

Guy Fawkes Day, Bonfire Night

Bonfire Night November 5^th & Guy Fawkes effigy

The Photo: An English tradition, bonfires on Guy Fawkes Day to celebrate the foiling of the gunpowder plot by Roman Catholic activists to blow up the Palace of Westminster during the state opening of Parliament on November 5, 1605.

Bonfire Night 2015: Why do we celebrate fireworks night? Who was Guy Fawkes?

“Every year on November 5th, the anniversary of the Gunpowder Plot, Catholic explosive expert Guy Fawkes is remembered and Britain celebrates the Houses of Parliament remaining intact.” The complete article from the Telegraph can be read HERE

Fireworks on Bonfire night: We had intended to drive over to Hampstead Heath which overlooks central London from the North West to view the fireworks. However, we had a better offer from Alexei the Russian expatriate who is a friend and neighbor to my London home, Blackthorn House, in Eaton Square, Belgravia. He has an office on a top floor of a building in The City at 30 St Mary Axe (fondly known as The Gherkin) which is currently the 10^th tallest building in London at 590 feet and is a just few blocks north east of the Tower of London. Alexi, his daughter Veronika, the Dryads (Bryony and Claire), Bea who had come down from Cambridge and I all piled into my Bentley and one of my bodyguards drove us into the financial heart of London. Alexei’s office has a South West view –looking up river - so we had an amazing view of central London along the Thames and the fireworks. Alexi had lain on a massive feast: caviar from the Caspian Sea, French Champaign, prawns on ice and a standing beef roast and scandalously decadent desserts! It was all delicious, but a man’s menu almost all protein with only a tray of mixed veggies.  It all tasted delicious, but it meant more time in the studio to burn off the extra calories.

Anti-capitalist protest: Protestors wearing a Guy Fawkes masks during the 'Million Masks March', on Bonfire night struggled with police. 50+ protestors were arrested several police were hurt and a police car was set afire. Fortunately the area where we were (the financial district) was quiet and like the three wise men we arrived from the east and left for home the same way. It was a long roundabout route, but we avoided the protestors and there was little congestion.

Christmas at Blackthorn Castle: I’ve been away from the castle for almost a year aside from occasional quick inspections of the construction underway. The construction is now complete and signed off on so the usual quiet has returned to the mountain top on which the castle has perched for hundreds of years. My predecessors, Edith, 22^nd Baroness Blackthorn and all the women preceding her, always had a grand Christmas party for the villagers who live below the castle and provide the labor and trades which keep the Barony of Blackthorn running smoothly and I’m expected to continue the tradition.

Charles, my Chamberlain of the Household and Estate Manager of the Barony, and I met this week to discuss his plans for the Barony’s 2015 Christmas party. He came down to London on Estate business and we had a productive two hour planning meeting and settled most issues. I don’t plan to change much (if anything) as the Holiday decorations and festivities have gone well (according to Edith’s diary) for years so I see no need to change a plan that is already wildly successful.

Y NADOLIG (Christmas): The custom in many parts of Wales was to attend a very early church service known as "Plygain" (daybreak), between 3am and 6am. [What I’ve always thought of as a ‘Sunrise service’.] Men gathered in rural churches to sing, mainly unaccompanied, three or four part harmony carols in a service that went on for three hours or so. The custom managed to survive in many country areas, and because of its simplicity and beauty is being revived in many others. Charles along with the local Vicar is bringing it back and it has become popular with the villagers. After the service, a day of feasting and drinking begins and we are trying to curb the excessive use of alcohol with games, but not so as to deprive the men of their pints and ciggis.

While slow to catch on in rural Wales since it’s introduction was only a hundred and fifty years ago the Christmas Tree, an imported tradition from Germany in Queen Victoria’s time, has become popular in the village and the lighting of the castle’s tree has always been popular as there is time off from work and plenty to eat. Too, there is an open house on Christmas Eve with a serving line for roast beef and lamb as well as deserts for all the villagers and the Baroness personally greets as many members of the village as can come.  

Christmas guests from the west: I’m looking forward to having a great friend from Las Vegas with me for Christmas. Anya and a group of her male friends from the same agency for which she is a trouble shooter will be staying with me at the castle for several weeks. She is bringing young men with very active libidos who have been in the field on assignment where they had little opportunity for sexual release except for Rosie Palm and her five sisters since we will be short of men and I’m always in the mood to have PVI with new men. Marvin, Morning Wood, and Bea will be down from Cambridge, but I’m not sure whether Nikolai will be able to get off from his casting at the ROH as he has already taken a good bit of personal time and The Holidays are when the Ballet makes most of their money (the Nutcracker) for the year.

Thanksgiving in the UK: It seems strange to contemplate celebrating Thanksgiving in the UK this year. I should be CD13 then and very fertile. Nikolai is busy performing with the ballet so he won’t be readily available. I thought if I wanted to see Marvin I would have to go up to Cambridge and spend a day or two with him. However, I found Trinity College will be on Holiday (for Thanksgiving!) from 24 November to 30 November so he can come down to London! I was blown away to find that Thanksgiving is now being celebrated by a lot of Anglo-American families and other Brits as a Holiday to brighten the Wintery weather in the UK with no requirement for presents and heavy decorating so the celebrants can just relax. I thought if I went to Cambridge it would create a scandal if I stayed in his rooms, but I could get a place nearby and he could sleep with me there. Now that won’t be necessary as we will be together in London. Though he has promised me that he can get us into the Wren Library after hours where I have always wanted to have sex with him in the stacks.   

 

The Pool Boy Effect

A cross-section of a Natare perimeter pool gutter:

The Photo: This Natare stainless steel gutter with a lip to which a swimmer can cling with her fingers or rest her arms on the grating over the trough while resting or while having underwater surface sex is what my pools, the encounter pools at Splash and the pools at Adolph’s deep water training facility as well as our casino’s bungalow pools are equipped with. It’s the sort of pool gutter that is installed by pool owners who are knowledgeable about the requirements for features that make an effective sexual encounter pool.

The Pool Boy effect: Is what I call the seasonal peak in diaphragm and cervical cap fittings from local women who plan to have sex in swimming pools during the summer. The Pool Boy effect began to be noticeable several years ago after there was a high profile incident involving a pool boy and the daughter of the pool owner that left the girl paralyzed from a stroke which her parents claimed was caused by the pool boy forcing water and air into her uterus during sex in their swimming pool which he had come to clean. 

There were several articles mentioning the possibility of water or air being forced into the uterus during underwater sex if the vagina floods which is common. At the time it was recommended that women expecting or enjoying underwater sex protect their upper reproductive tracts by wearing a contraceptive diaphragm during underwater penetrative encounters which I’ve been teaching for years. With a properly fitted and correctly inserted diaphragm or cervical cap this can provide very effective protection, but shouldn’t be used by IUD wearers as the strings could stick to the diaphragm rim or cap and the IUD pulled out when the cervical barrier is removed. Of course women with IUDs from which the strings have been removed can use a diaphragm or cap safely for flood control.

In the last several years we have noticed college age women coming to be fitted as well as mothers bring high-school age daughters for diaphragms for use as flood protection regardless of the time of year if they take swimming, have pools at home or know someone who has a pool which is almost everyone out here. And the number of heated indoor pools has increased to the extent that the pool boy effect is no longer nearly as seasonal.

Right now moms are bringing in their teen daughters to be fitted for diaphragms as Christmas presents for the girls (w/o their fathers knowing), who have probably been having pool sex anyway, but this an ideal way to get it recognized as ok between mother and daughter so they can bond w/o fear of embarrassment while discussing male sexual appetites and how to satisfy them as well as their own.

As I expected, wearing a diaphragm has become something of a status symbol with adventuresome young sexually active women regardless of what other method of contraception they are using. I think it is because wearing a diaphragm to protect themselves during physically risky sex is a very adult thing to do and by being fitted and wearing one they feel more adult and in control.

When I asked Bea why her friends routinely insert diaphragms when they don bikinis she said it’s because the men can immediately tell they are protected when they insert a finger so think the girls are more experienced and older than many of them actually are. Knowing she has a diaphragm inserted tends to cancel out the pre-pubescent look of waxed pubes for men who are concerned about the possibility of the woman being underage.

It was the same when I was a teen when every girl at my ballet school was fitted for a diaphragm at menarche as is done at St Lucy’s. The look on a boy’s face the first timre he inserted a finger inside me and felt the rim of my diaphragm was priceless! Usually the first question was “What is that?” and I’d explain it was a cervical barrier that allowed me to take him bareback. That pretty much ended any concern that guys had. However, then hormonal birth control wasn’t as universal as it is today and many of us were depending on the diaphragm’s effectiveness to prevent becoming preggers.

Thanksgiving prep - update: First things first. I have all the full panel STI results for my guests, all negative and my girls and I are looking forward to sex with the several men whom we rarely see. The table has been extended in my dining room and the good china and silver is out washed and polished.  All the guests who had to travel have arrived safely ahead of the major storm expected along the Central and North East Coast tomorrow. The food is in my restaurant size refrigerators in my commercial size kitchen and the chef and his staff have been by to ensure she has everything needed ahead for the big day. I will have a divemaster on duty if there are guests who want to enjoy dive-sex, though I’m cautioning no drinking until after diving not before.

A tenth couple at my Thanksgiving table this year: In addition to 1) Ondine, (Willow’s mom) with Jacques, Gigi’s father and a former lover of mine as her partner; 2) Bea & Chris (our male Gyn); 3) Pirate and Yardley Flood, our ballet-boot trainer; 4) Adolph and Kassi (his new PR manager); 5&6) Odette and Odile (With the Gemini, Castor and Pollux who have been ardent in their continuing pursuit of the Swan Twins); 7) Marvin (Morning Wood) and me; 8) Paul (the Swan Twins father) and Gigi since she looks a lot like the swan twins and is submissive like Odette and; 9) Willow and Mitch who is a Stallion level Escort working for Pirate our local Stable Master. She is sweet on Mitch after they were paired during the series of tests he was given to prove he wasn’t responsible for the rash of pregnancies his clients with IUDs had. And finally the welcome addition; 10) my BGFF Anya with a mystery man (Chris has his current negative full panel STI results) who we all are looking forward to meeting

Run-up to the Holidays, death rubber harvesting

Barelegged in an old pair of featherflex Gaynor Mindens

The Photo: Prelude to illicit sex. Teasing Morning Wood (my therapist) after a counseling session before being penetrated from behind while en-pointe.  The reader can see the platform padding has been worn through the left shoe under the big toe and the blue polymer of the box is showing through having been worn away from my ‘winging’ (balancing on the inside edge of the box) which I love doing.

Thanksgiving preparations:  It’s becoming a tradition to have Thanksgiving dinner at my place watching football, eating and having sex, not necessarily in that order. His Grace and Jack have a family meeting at Crag Abbey on a mountain overlooking Loch Ness so they won’t be with us this year which worked out well since I wanted to invite my psychiatrist, Morning Wood, to whom I’m known as Jenna. My wards and I will be With His Grace and Viscount Sandbach in December to celebrate the Winter Solstice on Sunday December 21, at 23:03 UTC at Location Z so there will be plenty of British semen to go around then. If our cycles stay on schedule Willow, Bea and I will be fertile. Since the Swan Twins are still adjusting to Yaz I’m not sure where in their pill cycle they will be.

UNLV’s classes schedule works out nicely w/o cutting classes to allow my wards  – I can write Bea’s Tutor at St Lucy’s a note - to aid me in my obligation to represent the Goddess Aphrodite during the Winter Solstice at the ancient Scottish holy site in the Western Highlands. The UNLV schedule is:

December 13, Saturday Semester Ends

[Winter Solstice Sunday December 21]
January 20, Tuesday Instruction Begins

Virgin Gorda in January: That should give us a week or ten days in Scotland with the Duke of M**** and family for the solstice, Christmas and New Years and then another two weeks at my place at Lost Cove on Virgin Gorda to relax and warm up after the cold and wet of Loc Z and Crag Abbey before the girls need to be back in school.

Ballet self defense: Recently sexual assault has gained prominence in the national media as there have been a number of high profile attacks on young women. At St Lucy’s as well as my classes for female escorts at the casino school I’ve been teaching self defense in point- shoes – as part of ballet-sex training - for years to my students. Pointe-shoes are difficult to run in if being chased by a man intent on robbery or assault. Most girls in my pointe classes have been in toe-shoes for at least five years and have the ability to place a foot exactly where she wants. This makes up to some extent for being unable to run w/o untying her pointes. I have students wearing old pointe-shoes practice hitting the knees, pelvis, throat or temple of manikins with the intent to disable her attacker with the platform or the heel of her pointe-shoe. The students wear Gaynors for self defense class as the blocks can take abuse w/o coming apart and reducing toe protection. It’s the same ballet self defense class that I give the women dancers in my ballet troupe.  

At my Thanksgiving table this year the couples will be: 1 Ondine, (Willow’s mom) with Jacques, Gigi’s father and a former lover of mine as her partner; 2 Bea & Chris (our male Gyn); 3 Pirate and Yardley Flood, our ballet-boot trainer; 4 Adolph and Kassi (this new PR manager); 5&6 Odette and Odile (With the Gemini, Castor and Pollux who have been ardent in their continuing pursuit of the Swan twins); 7 Marvin (Morning Wood) and me; 8 Paul (the Swan Twins father) and Gigi since she looks a lot like the swan twins and is submissive like Odette and; 9 last but not least Willow and Mitch who is a Stallion level escort working for Pirate our local Stable Master. She is sweet on Mitch after they were paired during the series of tests he was given to prove he wasn’t responsible for the rash of pregnancies his clients with IUDs had.

Later when we got fetal DNA it confirmed that Mitch wasn’t responsible for the pregnancies that clients experienced only mind-blowing orgasms which were so intense that his pregnant clients assumed the father was Mitch rather than one of their other lovers. The women had reduced the effectiveness of their hormonal IUDs by taking diet pills.

Missing at Thanksgiving this year will be: Fiona (Cyndi’s mom) and Maj. Colin Tree who are with her father (the Duke) at Crag Abbey; Cyndi who is at Cambridge and with Taryn at Cunt Castle; His Grace and Marie-Claude a member of my ballet troupe and former Paris Opera Ballet dancer who the old bull is very fond of and Jack, Viscount Sandbach and a French Escort who is a Paris Opera Ballet dancer who Tanaquil is supplying.

Pubes waxing for the Holidays: Our esthetician will be traveling with us to Scotland and Virgin Gorda this year as we and some of our male partners will need our pubes waxed during that time. She will actually travel ahead with Chris, our male Gyn, to shave or wax the males we will be with to celebrate the Solstice and Christmas / New Years and to shave faces and male pubes since beard and pubic stubble would rub us raw while being fucked or enjoying cunilingus. Ideally waxing should occur mid cycle when vulvar tissue is the least sensitive and if possible it’s best to allow two or three days after waxing to allow for skin recovery.

Fortunately my wards - even the youngest one Bea - now have been waxing every four weeks or so for years and the hair gets finer and less the longer a woman waxes so it’s more of a nuisance now than painful since all of us have enough masochist in us to enjoy a bit of pain especially if it’s to make us look more youthful and desirable. I’ve been waxing for almost thirty years so my time on the table is usually less than fifteen minutes and amounts to just a cleanup and polish.

Harvesting a death rubber at Splash: There was an unfortunate incident last week at Splash, Adolph’s members only fetish diving club. A new towel girl from Eastern Europe was with a client in an encounter pool having dive-sex when they both overdosed on her coke stash which she had inexplicably forgotten to remove. She kept in a condom in her vagina and Bea said her co-worker thought she was deep enough that a client couldn’t hit it, but that she usually removed it before she dived with massively hung clients just in case.

She must have miscalculated or she wasn’t aroused when he penetrated her because the security video showed after the first few thrusts the Towel Girl began to shudder then expelled her mouthpiece vomited inhaled and drowned while her client continued thrusting several times before he began to shudder vomited and drowned while still inside and clinging to the dead Towel Girl.

Bea was suited up (in an OTS Guardian FFM and tank, ready for her next client and went down to attach flotation bags to the bodies to get them to the surface.  Before the EMTs got there Bea gloved up and pulled the dead girls latex Reflexions FS diaphragm out leaving the burst condom that still had some coke in it inside her. Bea knew they wore the same size diaphragm so was prepared to harvest it for personal use if something happened to her co-worker during a penetrative sexual encounter. Later I helped her disinfect it washing it thoroughly with warm soapy water then letting it soak in isopropyl alcohol for thirty minutes before washing it again drying it and putting it back in its case which she took from the girls handbag in their dressing room. Being able to take advantage of the dead girl’s Chi Bea should now be far more expert in Eastern European sexual fetishes.

My 2013 Thanksgiving rape fantasies

Festive pink lace party thong

The photo: Microfiber lined for comfort and with a pocket for a disposable absorbent pad the lace party thong gives hours of comfort and protection during times when a girl is sexually active while on her feet. Even after Kegeling out most of a partner’s ejaculate, when it liquefies there will still be residual discharge that will be absorbed by the pad. And the pads can be used as party favors since some partners enjoy sucking on a used pad moist with his lover’s vaginal discharge. All the girls had all gone to Body Buffers several days before for a complete body wax except for scalp hair and eyebrows so our mons pubes  could be gripped comfortably by the stretchy panty and latex catsuit and not catch on bush stubble. Having satin smooth pubs for a partner to caress is such a turn-on!

Thanksgiving cycles and Ben Wa Balls:  On Thanksgiving day I was CD12 and fertile which meant that Bea, Cyndi, Odette and Odile whose cycles are in synchrony with mine were fertile as well. Willow, who got her GyneFix only two weeks ago, may well be fertile and not have needed to wear their ballet class sets for lubrication as they were draining FCM, but for Gigi who was luteal and me with an Oves screwed down tight on my cervix additional natural lube was good so I wore the standard training set of 1.0 inch diameter (.65 oz each) solid Pyrex Ben Wa balls to stay lubricated and to enjoy moving them up and down my birth canal to gently caress my G-spot when I wasn’t with a man. Fiona and Marie-Claude were both menstrual and were wearing Diva cups so were not wearing training balls, but would switch to Milex wide seal Omniflex diaphragms for flow control during penetrative sex.

Additional guests at our feast:  Paul, the Swan Twins father, called to say he would be in town for a day or two and I invited him for Thanksgiving dinner. He needed a partner so I asked Gigi, Jacques daughter and a 4^th form student at St Lucy’s, if she would be his partner and she was thrilled to be included in an adult gathering. She has a clean STI panel, has had all her Gardasil shots, has a GyneFix implanted and tested negative for hCG so she was quite safe having sex with unprotected men. She is seventeen so is legal for sex if not with someone having supervisory authority over her so she was perfect for Paul, who returning readers will remember lusts after his daughter Odile. Since I was planning on us all to having multiple partners we all used prefilled disposable applicators of DiveGel+ which has a pH balancer in it to minimize the likelihood of any of us getting a yeast infection from so many different unprotected partners.  

Sitting around my Thanksgiving table were: 1 Fiona (Cyndi’s mom) and Maj. Colin Tree; 2 Ondine, (Willow’s mom) with Jacques, Gigi’s father and a former lover of mine as her partner; 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 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), 9 Jack and me and 10 Paul and Gigi since she looks a lot like the swan twins and acts like Odile and 11 last but not least Willow and Mitch.

Screened, auditioned, protected and costumed: The ten all female waitstaff for Thanksgiving dinner at my home were thoroughly screened having to pass a full STI panel and test negative for hCG, but that wasn’t all. They had to audition for a spot on the serving staff as I was looking for specific height, weight and body types and be able to stand and walk confidently in ballet boots for long intervals w/o sitting down. Since they were already performers in training as escort candidates and were expected to wear costumes and do more than wait tables their roles fell under the union contract definition of a performance so I had to pay the ones chosen union scale actress wages.  

The women auditioned in their escort trainee standard black latex catsuits with relief zippers and full back-zip hoods with only eyes, mouth and nostril opening and black latex gloves, ball-gag and ballet boots by Gepetto which are all part of a women escort trainee’s wardrobe.  So it was impossible to tell by looking at them who was wearing the catsuits when the hoods gloves and boots were all being worn. Of course the catsuits have RFID chips in them identifying the person to whom the suit was sold. And four of the women trainees who I picked were very close to the height, weight, body style, carriage and gait of Odile, Gigi, Willow and me. The waitstaff also wore penetrator plugs - they usually wear them when working at Naughty Pleasures to prevent being penetrated when groped by lounge customers – as I expected the same from some of my male guests, and I was right, not that I cared since I just  used the plug to help identify the wearer.

The diaphragms and plugs that escort candidates, St Lucy’s students and my wards and I wear have RFID chips in them and so do the Penetrators the selected waitstaff, wore since they were escort candidates. The chips enable security to tell who the device belongs to and to record their entry and exit through limited access (monitored) doors. I have an RFID reader app on my phone linked to the casino database so I can scan a female waitstaff member to see if she has her device correctly inserted not just in her pocket or purse. And that holds true for my ballet dancers and wards Bea, Cyndi, Odette, Odile and Willow as well. Because, with my ballet dancers there can be insurance liabilities if under certain circumstances their sexual health isn’t properly protected. And with chips in both the catsuits and plugs I can crosscheck that the ID of the plug and catsuit match to the registered owner which minimize the possibility of fraud or a security breach.

A plan comes to fruition: Remembering Paul’s fantasy about having sex with Odile and me acting as her surrogate for him while he and I were watching her train with a mirror mounted dildo (described in my post for October 11, 2013), I had been waiting for an opportunity when my mix of guests would support a plan I had in mind to stage a series of rape fantasies and our Thanksgiving get together fit the bill perfectly. So I approached Odette, Odile, Gigi and Willow separately and in private to sound them out on how they felt about incest as I might not be able to control which man took which woman so if they participated it would be possible that during the scene they could be inseminated by their father.  

All were fascinated by the possibility of being taken forcibly (under somewhat controlled conditions) even while fertile (since they each had a GyneFix implanted) and wanted to participate. All three admitted having fantasized at one time-or-another about having sex with the man who had created her, but none had the nerve to ask her father. So I had Odile, Gigi and Willow fitted with the standard issue black latex escort trainee catsuits, hoods and gloves that as training assistants they hadn’t been kitted out with. They already had All-Flex Breeding diaphragms and ball-gags.

Rape in latex & ballet boots – the fantasy: You know it’s a fantasy when the woman who is being attacked while wearing ballet boots with her feet unrestrained doesn’t try to shred her attacker’s legs with her 7 inch spike heels, which in the case of our waitstaff and women guests were Gepetto’s titanium spikes with the optional lace cutter edges.  Actually I don’t think the men gave it much thought, thinking if the woman’s legs were spread and he was between them with her pressed hard against a wall, he was safe when actually that position gives her better access to his calves, Achilles tendons and to a lesser extent his hamstrings to destroy them with her heels.

The men I know seem to like rape fantasies with dancers wearing black ballet boots rather than pointe shoes. I think that’s because ballet boots have a reputation as erotic bondage footwear worn by naughty or submissive women especially if the boots are locked so they can’t be taken off. And quality ballet boots properly sized and correctly laced can be worn more or less successfully for sex on their toes by far more women than can stand en pointe in pointe shoes, (even Gaynor Mindens) for 20 minutes to give a man her tightest grip during ballet sex.  Pointe shoes are far more ‘good girl’ feminine footwear, but so few women have the strength and stamina to provide and enjoy penetrative sex when entered from behind while en pointe holding on to a barre that ballet boots are the default footwear for many women who can be properly fitted in good quality boots that provide both toe and ankle protection.

Dressers and dressing room performances: In support of the waitstaff and guests wearing latex catsuits I had three Dressers and a Costumer to help the girls into their latex costumes and ballet boots and repair or replace any garment that tore. Fortunately none did. The Dressers also polished the catsuits once they were on properly and comfortable so the suits shone like onyx mirrors. Well, ‘comfort’ in a latex catsuit is in the mind of the wearer. In my experience it’s the erotic feel of the rubber gripping my body that outweighs any discomfort in being encased in really stretchy rubber that is a huge turn-on!

The waitstaff dressing room had the HD cams on to let my male guests watch the girls dress, a sort of porn-lite as the girls checked the integrity of the domes and inserted their All-Flex breeding diaphragms - which readers will remember are intentionally sized two sizes smaller than the correct size so a partner can more easily under-thrust the rim and fill the dome with his seed. They were checking the pulls on the relief zippers to make sure they were opening easily, inserting their vaginal plugs  and ball-gags (to prevent them from speaking during the entire evening) and adjusting the head harnesses and icing their nipples through the latex to get them hard and erect before appearing in the dining room.  

To minimize production of nasal mucus and ease breathing and help with jaw discomfort with a ball gag inserted tightly between the jaws the waitstaff took decongestant tablets and 800 mg of ibuprofen 30 minutes before dinnertime as did Gigi, Odile, willow and I. I had the rubber-girls dressing room feed on a sixty inch flat screen in the media room to encourage my male guests to lust for rubber sheathed pussy. I’m pleased to say that the dressing room feed was more heavily watched than any of the day’s football games. I Thought Paul would be a rabid football fan, but he like the European men was fascinated by what they called the ‘latex pussy feed’.

I thought I might get some pushback from some of my women guests, specifically Fiona, but it turned out that the girls were as interested in watching rape fantasies being played out as were the men. Possibly because they thought the women ‘victims’ were professional escorts and wanted to see how a professional handled a situation like that.

Place cards: The place cards for our Thanksgiving feast for Jack, Jacques and Paul had a number underneath that gave him his place (first second or third) as an ‘attacker’ in the rape fantasy supposedly involving member of the waitstaff whose physical characteristics matched that man’s daughter.  Jack, Jacques and Paul were seated at different points around the table and away from their partners as were the other men to share all the men with all the women. After the meal the place card holders were turned over and the lucky men were identified. Earlier Odile, Gigi, Willow and I had all gone to the ladies room together, as women are want to do more to gossip about the men than anything else, but of course we were actually speed dressed in our black latex catsuits, hoods, gloves, ballet boots and ball-gags. Our latex skins rubbed to a high gloss with latex polish and our nipples iced to make them erect and easily seen through the latex membrane of our suits. Gigi went first as her waitstaff double since Jacques had the lowest number so he was the first attacker.

 





A ball gag and harness similar to the ones worn for the rape fantasies on Thanksgiving

Gigi is raped: The attack began in the hall between the kitchen and dining room the walls of which had been padded with new furniture blankets, the kind that moving companies use to prevent furniture being transported in a van from being damaged. Gigi came out of the kitchen supposedly to clear tables and Jacques passed her in the hall only to turn immediately grab the neck strap of her ball-gag harness and slam her into the wall. While she was disoriented he hustled her through a side door into a corridor feeding my three encounter sallies and into the first one where he spun her around slammed her back against the mirrored wall kicked her feet apart to spread her lags and feeling for the pull tab on her relief zipper jerked it down exposing the head of her Penetrator.

He told me later that her scent was a delight, a mixture of fear, estrogenic sweat, latex, rubber polish and the musk of her vaginal secretions when he slipped his finger into the removal tab lying flat on her perineum and pulling down and forward pulled out her plug dripping with her natural arousal secretions. He tossed it on to the closed lid of a nearby piano and unzipping his trousers freed his erection from the Speedo slingshot he favors before spreading her labia and began inserting himself.  Gigi made no attempt to struggle though she did adjust her hips to try and minimize having her cervix battered and in the dining room we could hear her muffled moans, screams and mewing when he gave her a massive G-spot orgasm that made her go weak so she had to lock her knees to prevent collapsing and her strong contractions milked his shaft sucking his ejaculate out and he filled the dome of her breeder with his sperm during which his thrusts lifted her off the floor and she worried about being thrust-dropped on to one of his feet with a boot heel. She said later that being thrust-dropped in tightly laced ballet boots was a lot more comfortable than while wearing Gaynors. It was over very quickly, in less than ten minutes and the rest of us watched the HD salle cam feed festinated as he raped her.

Willow bends: Willow was supposed to be next, but she decided against incest with Jack and her waitstaff double took her place. No one watching the salle cam feed knew there had been a change in the cast. I have mixed feelings about her withdrawal from the game, but I understand her drives aren’t as strong as mine were for sex with my father as she was never intentionally banished and had nothing to prove as I continually tried to do with my father.

Jack took Willow’s waitstaff double similarly to how Jacques had done, grabbing the neck strap of her ball gag harness and throwing her against the wall to disorient her. Even though a woman knows what’s going to happen it’s really hard not to react defensively and try and stop the attack. A good actress she handled the role well and he hustled her into salle #2 and over to the barre where he used cable ties to bind her wrists to the barre kicked her legs apart, jerked open her relief zipper and grabbing the removal tab on her plus pulled down while pushing forward and the locking ridge popped out from behind her pubic bone and the plug slipped into his hand.. He unbuckled her ball gag harness and pulling the ball from between her teeth shoved her plug still dripping her vaginal secretions into her mouth and told her not to spit it out while he fucked her. She nodded her obedience.  Jack being a very well endowed man and basically gentle with women penetrated his ‘victim’ from behind while she was bent over holding on to the barre, a position where gravity pulls the uterus down and forward keeping the cervix further out of the way of a thrusting penis. As with Jacques Jack’s rape was over in less than ten minutes. Leaving her with a breeder filled with his semen and moaning in ecstasy still with the strong contraction from the three vaginal orgasms he had given her. She said later she thought playing the role of a rape victim enabled her to enjoy sex with him far more than if he had just asked her for it.

Paul’s piece: Paul was last and Odile was entheuastic taking the place of her waitstaff double and as with the two previous girls she was grabbed by the neck strap of her ball gag and thrown into the wall, her arm twisted up behind her back and was forced at a run into salle #3 where she appeared on the salle-cam and we could see her trying to scream around her ball gag and drooling saliva down her chin and onto the polished latex encasing her breasts while her father unzipped his slacks and pulled out his fully erect shaft dripping pre-ejaculate.

He quickly opened Odile’s relief zipper slipped a finger in the removal loop of her plug and yanked it out and while we watched her try to gasp and moan around the saliva coated red ball of her gag. As her plug slipped into Paul’s hand she immediately began to drip cervical and vaginal secretions as she was fertile and very aroused to find herself actually having sex with her father during a rape fantasy. He slipped his hands under her buttocks and lifting her waist high, commanded “fit me inside you” which she did then wrapped her legs around his waist and held on to his shoulders as he pushed her against the mirrored wall and fucked her brains our after quickly under thrusting her breeder All-Flex. He has amazing stamina and when he was through with her he had gotten off in her three times in thirty minutes and had kept her in a near state of constant orgasm so she couldn’t stand up when he tried to put her down. At that point I was still dressed in latex with my ball gag in so I went in and helped him support Odile as we walked her back to the women’s dressing rooms where she rested while the rest of us stripped off our catsuits, showered and changed back into our dinner clothes. Willow, who had stayed in the dressing room and Gigi went back in with the rest of the guests while I stayed with Odile until she felt strong enough to shower and dress after which we returned to the party where the men were back watching football.

Saint Andrew’s Day in Scotland and the winter solstice:  November 30 was the feast day of St. Andrew, the patron saint of Scotland.  Himself wasn’t upset at missing the 2013 celebration. Much of his land is in Scotland obtained through family marriages over the centauries, but his Dukedom is English. He is far more concerned that I and the girls participate in the ceremonies at Location Z (on a mountain top overlooking Loch Broom on the west coast of Scotland) to celebrate the 2013 winter solstice which occurs on Saturday December 21, 2013 at 5:11 PM UTC.

The Brits all went back east aboard ‘Limnaea’ on Monday December 2^nd. Maj. Tree was dropped off at Dulles and the plan refueled while Fiona and Cyndi went back to enroll Cyndi at Cambridge. Undine was to perform again in mid December while Himself and Jack were going out to  the lodge outside Ullapool.

All in all I think Thanksgiving went well. In the rape fantasies I got two for three and I still think I can get Willow to participate in rape fantasies. One thing I did find out is that she really likes wearing latex! So there is something I can work with as we continue to bond.

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!

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Happy Thanksgiving!

Traditional Thanksgiving turkey

Thanksgiving 2011: For Thanksgiving day my guests will be 1) Cyndi & Chris, 2) Anya & Robin, 3) Shelly & Jeff, 4) Marie-Claude & Pirate, 5) Diané & Peter, 6) Adolph and Abi, 7) Cara and Tony (a friend of Anya’s), 8) Gigi and Jon (a gorgeous escort with amazing stamina and technique) 9) Aimée and Carl (her AST trainer), 10) Adèle, Aimée’s mom, and Tomas (her fave stallion from The Lorelei) and 11) Jacques & me.

Chefs from the casino have already set up to prepare the traditional turkey dinner and also barbecue in my commercial quality kitchen and the banquet table has been set with the heavy linen tablecloth, sterling, crystal and I’m using my Minton china this Year. The Pit, my 68 ft deep pool, as well as the three encounter pools will be available for guests wanting to enjoy dive-sex. And I have already reminded the women to wear their gas-guards since almost all the men love dive-sex. At these get-togethers there is a lot of partner swapping so the women end up with a lot of different male DNA left inside us.

Adolph has promised to be on his best behavior, which at times is none too good, but as a sociopath he can be incredibly charming even as he gets ready to cut his dive partner’s air hose so I’m hoping for the best. He is bringing a special and difficult to get ingredient for the gravy tomorrow which will be a treat for all concerned. It will be a day of sex and feasting and sex, and football on TV. The weather forecast is for a high of 67° F with a 10% chance of rain so it should be a great day for wearing latex body condoms if the men want to see us in them.

Happy Thanksgiving to all my readers!

Breath control in a FF-FFM

Desco FF-FFM non-return and air-control valve assembly detail

Breath control with a DESCO FF-FFM: Another thing to love about a DESCO free flow full face-mask is that with the air-control valve on the side of the mask the wearer’s air can be reduced or shut off for breath play during sex and if the woman is wearing inflated ball-gloves to keep her hands floating above her head out of the way she can’t operate the air-control valve herself. And of course that limits the wearer’s options since if she managed to get the mask off while submerged she would drown. I wrote ‘she’ because in my circle it’s almost always women who are having our air cut off, but guys, if you are into breath play for yourself, it works just as well for men as long as the mask seals well. Some bearded men may need to change their beard styles so the mask will seal properly.

I think we don’t see much breath play with a DESCO FF-FFM because it requires surface air supply equipment which is expensive to buy and maintain and isn’t portable so the locations are few and fixed, unlike when diving SCUBA where any pool location can be used. A Desco free flow mask is excellent for breath play because the location of the air-control valve makes it easily accessible while the woman is being taken in missionary. That’s a fave position for BP where her partner can watch as she gasps for air as her mask sucks tighter on her face, fills with CO2 and her eyes roll into the back of her head. It’s like having your head in a transparent rebreather bag and you keep breathing your on exhaled breath! Guys, when that happens it’s past time to turn her air back on. The image accompanying this entry shows the detail of the non-return and air-control valves and you can see the model’s hair getting tangled in the air-control valve. Long hair floating free during a photoshoot or an encounter looks erotic, but it can be a real nuisance to the woman who afterward often needs to cut her way out of the tangle.

Jacques ear blockages: The next morning I took him to the clinic. Our ENT specialist put Jacques on an antibiotic for an ear infection. I teased him that he’s fortunate he isn’t on hormonal birth control or we would have to use condoms! His specialist thinks his blockage should be cleared and he should be able to dive the pit in 4 or 5 days (just in time for a Thanksgiving day dive) though he wants him on Cipro for the entire 10 day regimen. Jacques thinks he got the ear problem when he flew over from Europe a few weeks ago and his ears never really cleared. With Las Vegas at an elevation of 2000 feet he said he felt a lot better here than in NYC at sea level. I’m hoping he is well enough by Thursday for me to take him to the bottom of the pit.

Thanksgiving Day: We will have the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade from NYC - delayed to start at 9:00 AM PST – and for the guys NFL football: Green Bay Vs Detroit on Fox and after that Oakland Vs Dallas on CBS so, other than the Macy’s parade, there will be an entire day of football for the guys. I’m having the meal prepared here in my commercial grade kitchen by chefs from the hotel who want the extra money from moonlighting on their time off, with two 15 lb turkeys rather than a single very large one as I think the very large ones can be tough, and, there are more legs and wings for those who like them. And there will be, sage dressing, gravy, asparagus, candied sweet potatoes fresh mince meat and pumpkin pies. For those wondering why I would serve asparagus at a get-together where sex is an important part of the occasion (the scent and taste of asparagus passes almost immediately into the urine) it’s because it’s a tradition. The guys know to avoid eating it if they expect to get head any time in the day or so afterward. Unless their partner eats it too, that way they both smell equally bad. Around the table there will be Taryn, Cyndi, Anya, Shelly, Marie-Claude, Diané and me. Then the guys: Chris, Chuck, Pirate and Robin, Peter and Jacques. I still need another man but my gatherings are fairly loosely structured so there may be last minute guests. Then there will be turkey sandwiches in the evening or a full plate with candied sweet potatoes, dressing, turkey etc for those who don’t have to watch their weight. One of the unanticipated advantages of lactating (other it being so much fun to breastfeed a man as foreplay) is that I can eat another 750 calories a day and not gain an ounce as the calories are consumed in producing my milk.