Willow

A Fouganza brown schooling riding crop

The Photo: A brown Fouganza schooling riding crop of the sort used by some of our training associates for motivation stimulation during encounters with male escort candidates during sadist training.

Visitors: Fiona, who is Cyndi’s mom and Jack’s sister, is in town (w/o her partner, Maj. Tree) and is staying at The Lorelei. But that’s not the real news. The big news is that Her Grace, the Duchess, Fiona and Jack’s mom, who never travels has come from her home on Virgin Gorda and is at the Lorelei as well.

An important favor: I knew the Duchess was coming as she traveled on Limnaea, my G550, and to complete the family group Jack flew in last night. So the whole family is here, except Himself who is in the Highlands deer stalking. Jack brought along a ballet dancer a stunning beauty in her late 30s,and a Principal dancing for the Royal Ballet who I’ll call ‘Ondine’, along with her 19 y/o daughter, a member of the Royal Ballet’s corps, who I’ll call ‘Willow’. Fortunately Her Grace, Jacks mother, had called earlier to let me know why she and the family were coming and who the dancers are. Otherwise their purpose in being with Jack wouldn’t have been clear.

Even so seeing Ondine and Jack together gave me a frissson of jealousy. Could he be trying to hurt me by flaunting another woman on his arm rather than me? I was mad at myself for entertaining the possibility when I knew perfectly well that wasn’t so as it showed I wasn’t as confident as I’d like to be about my status with Jack. Ondine and Willow are at The Lorelei with his mom and sister and Jack is staying with me an arrangement which helps to decrease my feeling of vulnerability where he is concerned.

It’s complicated: I had Jack’s family and guests at my place in the hills for a catered dinner as the Duchess said they had an important favor to ask of me and I wanted them in my home when they asked. After dinner we all gathered in the library and sat in a conversation circle.  Sherry was served and Jack began with background. It seems that nineteen years ago when he was in his late teens Ondine who was twenty at the time was a guest of the Duke and Duchess during which time the Duke had intended to sleep with her as was his custom with other young ballerinas who took his fancy. However, he became ill, Her Grace believes his heart acted up from over excitement thinking of a new conquest, and was in no condition to service a woman leaving Ondine alone on the very first night to amuse herself in whatever manner she could.

Although Jack put it more diplomatically what occurred was that being highly sexed and needing male companionship Ondine turned her attention to Jack who had been steered her way by his mother who was trying to disrupt her husband’s planned assignation he intended to conduct in her home while she was in residence. Ondine nodded, smiled and said it was one of the shortest seductions she’d ever conducted. She had noticed Jack giving her longing glances and also noticed the woodies he seemed to develop whenever he was around her. He was low hanging fruit so she helped herself. She let him know that he would be welcome in her bed and that she was on the pill and so for the week that she was there he took her salmon fishing or bird watching during the day during which they had sex as well as spending his nights in her bed and their affair was still blisteringly hot when she returned to London and the RB went on a tour of Asia and Jack went to Oxford.

Three months later Her Grace received a letter from Ondine saying she was 12 weeks pregnant by Jack and asking for advice, should she terminate or carry to term. Her Grace told Jack and they both wanted her to give birth if it was his child so a paternity test was arranged and Jack indeed was the father. Ondine’s position with the ballet was secured by His Grace’s patronage and the fact that she was recognized as a rising star and she took a leave of absence and delivered a healthy daughter.  The Duchess has been paying for raising and educating Jack’s 19 y/o natural daughter, because she felt that she was responsible for Willow’s birth by making sure Jack kept Ondine satisfied and away from her husband who had insisted she stay the week thinking he would recover and have his way with her.

Back channel conversations: With Her Grace alerting call before she came to give me the news about Jacks relationship with Ondine and Willow and that they were going to ask me to take her under my wing I has several days to absorb the news beforehand otherwise I wouldn’t have been nearly as calm as I appeared to be during my meeting with Jack’s family. I also had time to talk with a friend on the coaching staff of the RB to get her opinion of Willow and found that while she is highly regarded technically her ‘strong attraction’ to men while not affecting her work has caused friction with other female dancers. She said that Ondine was also highly sexed, but was far more discreet and career oriented so a permanent arrangement like marriage is of no interest to her, So “the apple didn’t fall far from the tree”. I thought to myself that Willow would have to be highly sexed to fit in with my girls so perhaps everything would work out.

The request: Jack and Ondine, supported by Fiona and Her Grace asked that I accept Willow as another of my Wards and allow her to live with Odette, Odile, Cyndi and Bea in my home and under my supervision and dance with my company. Of course with the exception of Bea they are all 18 or older so technically they are adults. However, living with me and because of the access to sensual delights of all kinds to which I can grant access not to mention the difficulty I can cause if I’m not obeyed, my Wards are obedient. Willow agreed she would too.

The reason: But there had to be something more. Why would Willow want to dance with my company and train with me to expand and improve her skills? I was incredulous, give up dancing with the RB! Given her extensive professional ballet experience and my training specialties that could only mean one thing, she wants to attend ‘coital college’, escort training. Now why should she want that? Is it to be able to best her competition for one of the handsome, titled and rich men who pursue young RB dancers? Willow blushed fetchingly as her mom explained that while confident around women Willow needs to work with more men who aren’t ballet dancers. So she and Jack had thought having her take escort training would be a confidence course for her while being as safe as it’s possible to be with a young woman’s health and security.

Then in an excess of candor, the truth emerged. Willow let it slip that she had become a discipline problem to the RB because of the number of men she was with and the risks she was taking, not to mention her marking some of the male dancers buttocks and backs with her Fouganza schooling riding crop during encounters. Ahhh, sadistic tendencies.  So it became immediately apparent that Willow was being sent into exile in the Colonies, at least temporarily, and I was being asked to supervise another hypersexual young woman while she fucks her way through the ranks of male escort candidates as she hones her skills. Go figure!  Perhaps she will get over her extreme need for unprotected sex or perhaps not. Either way I’m good with that. Willow reminds me of my need for men when I was her age. The difference for me now is that I can have as many and whenever I want.

When I talked with her later privately she said Jack had talked to her about me and that she wanted “to meet and study with the woman who has captured my father’s heart” which I thought was sweet and if it proves to be genuine will gave her some points with me. When I heard Willow say that I blushed as no one in the family had ever discussed Jacks interest in me in my presence, except Himself who told me he was opposed to Jack marrying me, though Jack hasn’t asked me. 

So the plan is that Willow, after an audition where my dancers can see the talent she will bring to our troupe will join my company as a Guest Artist just in time for the Holidays. She can also audit courses at UNLV time permitting as she works her way through the male escort candidates to slake her sexual appetite and broaden her physical skills as Cyndi has done. The assurance of the other women present that that they were all supportive of what Willow wants, given that they were exiling her for her own good,  was amazing, not to mention droll, but I tried to keep a straight face as I accepted another girl who if what I’ve heard is true should fit right in. Or should until she gets over her hypersexuality, or we can channel that into making her a performer with her own act.

Cyndi changes her mind: Actually, with the addition of Willow the number of my wards will remain the same, four; Bea, Odette, Odile and Willow. That’s because Cyndi had already decided that she will be leaving in December and will attend Trinity College Cambridge where Taryn is studying rather than Oxford as she had thought she wanted earlier. The paperwork for Cambridge has been completed and her late entry for the Spring 2014 semester has been approved. As I’ve mentioned before there are advantages of having a grandfather who is a Duke. So when Fiona mentioned Cyndi’s cutting short her gap year it didn’t catch me unaware.

Afterward: After the discussion was over and I’d accepted Willow into my circle I had my girls, Bea, Cyndi, Odette and Odile come in and sit with the adults while I told them that we would have a new girl entering our circle and introduced Willow and told them a bit about her background. Cyndi, Odette and Odile all looked at each other and said in unison, “Ohhh, so that’s who you are! Is that cool or what! Welcome!” and giggled which left me puzzled until Cyndi said Willow had been a new student in Yardley’s Ballet class that afternoon, a 19 y/o Brit-chick who was such a marvelous dancer and who quickly made friends and fit right in in a notoriously clannish group.  What a great start!

The Royal Enclosure, Ascot

Ascot Racecourse, Ascot, Berkshire

I’m at Milton Park, Cambridgeshire: The flight over this past Monday (June 13) was uneventful. Our plans changed a bit and we took Cyndi and her sometime boyfriend-bodyguard, Chris, the one who got her preggers when she was 15 several years ago, who are going to stay with her Grandfather at his castle for the Summer. We topped off our fuel in Atlanta where we picked up cultures from the CDC for over-night delivery to a research lab at Cambridge and to other labs in Western Europe. We flew a southern route to the UK in case the Iceland volcano started erupting again. I had the cabin reconfigured with two beds so Cyndi and Chris and Anya and I could have sex at the same time w/o bothering each other so we spent most of our time making love or sleeping. Anya and I hadn’t had sex together in quite a while so we really enjoyed each other’s bodies and we both had multiple orgasms before we were sexually exhausted and fell into a sound sleep in one another’s arms. There is an 8 hour difference in the time between the UK and Las Vegas so working through the jet-lag has taken a day or two and lots of coffee for me.

Taryn was at the airport to meet us. Easter term at Trinity College didn’t end until the 18th so she was sitting finals, but we arrived at 6:00 AM BST (British Summer Time) and she wanted to welcome us before she went off to take her exam. His Grace, Cyndi’s grandfather, had sent two land rovers and a Rolls-Royce to pick up Cyndi and Chris. Returning readers will remember that it was the Duke’s 95 foot sailboat ‘Wanton Lass IV’ that we enjoyed during our Virgin Gorda vacation this past January.

Tutus at Kensington Palace: Taryn has gotten us tickets for The English National Ballet’s ‘Summer Party’ on June 29 in The Orangery at Kensington Palace. It will include a designer tutu auction and I hope to bid for one or more of the gorgeous, but impractical to dance in, tutus.

Colin a new man in my life: Taryn, knowing my taste in men, introduced me to several men she thought I might like so I could choose an escort to accompany and play with me during my visit. I chose Colin, a gorgeous man and one of her select stable of stallions. Colin is the eldest son of a member of the nobility, a Grad student at Cambridge who is massively hung and an expert cocksman. Taryn included him in the selection knowing that I like men with temperaments different from mine and because he would be able to reach and ram my cervix as much as I want. Colin had been an officer in the SAS and resigned his commission to take a masters in business in preparation for running his family’s extensive estate since his father is in poor health. All of Taryn’s male friends seem to be of the landed nobility so one wonders if she is looking for a husband who will inherit a title. Of course that would be years down the road, but financially and physically she would be an amazing catch for some man. So many of the old noble families these days have little money and have had to open their ancestral homes to the public just to pay for the upkeep so if she married into the nobility it would almost certainly reinvigorate the family treasury. And, since her money is from adult media products services the market for that is recession proof.

Ascot on Saturday June 18, 2011: Cyndi’s grandfather sponsored Anya and me and our escorts into the Royal Enclosure for the last day of Royal Ascot races this year. Ascot, in Berkshire, is to the west of London and Cambridge is to the North East so the Duke picked us up at Milton Park and flew us to a friend’s estate near Ascot in his helicopter where we took a car to the racecourse.

I’ve always had a fantasy about being fucked in really exotic places and The Royal Enclosure is one of them! The weather was cold, relative to the 90° weather in Vegas, with a high in the low 60s. Fortunately we had been advised to pack warm things and I wore a pair of Gepettos stiletto heels, custom Wolford 50 crotchless tights, a Chanel canary yellow wool skirt suit and a feathered creation on my head. The nice thing about the temperature was that the latex slip that I wore under the skirt wasn’t sticky hot as it would have been in Vegas. The rubber slip was so my lover’s semen draining out afterward wouldn’t leave a wet spot on the back of my skirt while we sat for lunch. The Duke’s box had a marvelous view of the track, but since Colin was penetrating me from behind while I bent over the rail supposedly watching the races I was distracted and don’t remember much about which horses won the races (he took me twice while everyone was watching the track) except one wasn’t the Duke's horse which didn’t finish in the money.

Colin wore a condom. It was at his insistence as he said he didn’t want to leave me draining his semen all afternoon. I’m CD16 and ovulated two days ago so as far as pregnancy is concerned I was quite safe even if I hadn’t had an Oves screwed down tight on my cervix, but I think he’s running scared since I told him I’m cycling naturally and using cervical barriers for contraception. I don’t think he was convinced and said I should put his insistence on protection down to an excess of caution. So just as he reached orgasm I clenched my vaginal muscles and pulled his condom off and unprotected he planted his seed deep inside me. He gasped “Bloody Hell” and kept on thrusting and tipped me over the edge into ecstasy. It was all I could do not to moan or scream and I did drool a bit into a hankie as he is huge and felt marvelous as my muscles spasmed uncontrollably gripping the girth of his shaft. As he withdrew and zipped up I Kegeled out most of his semen into my hankie then slipped it into my clutch. I walked round the rest of the day with Colin’s condom marinating in my juices deep inside me.

His Grace makes a pass: Shortly after Colin withdrew the duke, who had been watching us, asked if I was having a good time and confided to me that he understood that Colin was an expert at pleasing women. If he thought I was going to blush he was disappointed as I looked him in the eye and said that both he and Colin were providing me with unforgettable experiences, to which the old bull said he would like to get to know me better. The Duchess, Cyndi’s grandmother, told me to expect he would want a piece of me and it was fine with her if I let him take me, with the provision that I wasn’t to give him so intense a ride that the exercise would kill him. I let him finger-fuck me and when he began to get too excited I suggested that he wait until he could get me alone at Milton Park where he is staying for the evening and he reluctantly agreed. It was only after he removed his fingers from my birth canal and was catching his breath that he asked how I was doing as far as my bets were concerned that I looked to see that I had two winners! One of the favorites, Await the Dawn, won the Hardwicke Stakes and ‘Maybe’ won the Chesham Stakes both of which Anya and I had been told to bet on so I came away from the day winner of 750 GBP and filled with Colin’s semen.

The Duke is in his late 60s physically fit and very sexually active and the Duchess said he is very kinky and into rubber so I thought why not and decided to leave Colin’s condom inside me if he followed through with his plan to mount me back at Milton Park, which he did. Before dinner this evening he came to my room and helped me out of my Wolford 50 tights and front closure demi-cup bra. As foreplay he gently and expertly milked me for which I was grateful as I didn’t want to pump my breasts and Colin’s beard grows so fast and so thick that his cheek against my breasts is like dragging sandpaper across them. After my breasts had been emptied I was very aroused so it took him only minutes with his face buried between my legs to suck and tongue my clit into a massive orgasm during which I squirted all over his chin and neck. He was so pleased with himself for getting that sort of a response from me!

At that point he mounted me. He is well hung and with me on my back he could just reach my cervix which he loved and rammed it while giving me a G-spot orgasm and when my vaginal muscles began to spasm uncontrollably I pulled him over the edge and we came simultaneously after which still hard and deep inside me he immediately went to sleep on top of me and I napped beneath him until he awoke 20 minutes later and withdrew. I had been right, a romp with me seemed to do his spirits a world of good, a win for him after his horse didn’t give him a winner. I think my muscles surprised him because as he came in me all he could do was marvel, between gasps, at how tight my grip was. He had said nothing about Colin’s condom I still had inside me now marinating in the semen from two lusty males and both he and Colin were very attentive to me during dinner.

Taryn leaves for Cambridge

Wren Library Trinity College across Neviles Court

Taryn leaves for Cambridge: Returning readers will remember that Taryn will be entering Trinity College for Michaelmas Term beginning October 1st. I wrote about some of the preliminaries in my May 23, 2010 entry: ‘Taryn and Trinity College Cambridge’ She is being accompanied by Angelica (Angie) a 25 y/o Brit-chick who has been with her since April and is a licensed bodyguard. Angie was selected by Tanaquil for her intelligence and martial arts skills and will be Taryn’s bodyguard and fellow student at Trinity College.

I wanted to Fly over with her and make sure that everything is perfect, but my schedule won’t allow it. I feel so guilty about that. However, Tanaquil, who has been overseeing the details of Taryn’s relocation to Cambridge, has flown in from Germany on her corporate jet (Adult Media is very profitable) and will take Taryn and Angie back with her this weekend. Taryn is in very good hands with Tanaquil looking after her. We had intended to have Taryn relocated to and settled in the manor house at Milton Park by the end of August but she was involved in business negotiations here and couldn’t get away so with long phone conversations and video links she, with Tanaquil as the sharp end of the spear, has everything in place including the deep enclosed pool for dive-sex and the pelvic training gym. It was first thought that the stone for the pool wasn’t going to be available in time but money can work miracles at times and the stone and the master masons to place it miraculously appeared when the right incentive was offered.

Milton Park’s slang name: The stonemasons saw the equipment being installed in the pelvic gym, and one of them is quoted as saying “This place is going to be a boinking cunt castle”. And, since that sort of thing spreads among men so quickly it caught on and then it got around the village. Tanaquil says that now the unofficial name of Milton Park is “Cunt Castle” even though it’s in no way a castle but an 18th C hunting lodge. Actually, it is a much truer description than the stone mason knew given where the money to pay for all the renovations and additions came from. And I’m sure the name will get around Trinity College if Taryn’s tutors don’t already know. The Dons at Cambridge are remarkably well informed. I think they like a bit of insider spice as long as it isn’t flashed about. Since the UK has strong Anglo-Saxon roots a good Middle English descriptive term can be a plus in institutions as sexually repressed as Oxbridge.

Taryn’s Going-away party: Her celebration is going to be very low-key. After a light supper here at my place she will retire to her suite for an intimate encounter with three of her fave stallions. She's going for triple penetration which she has been practicing for a week now. I may look in on her afterward just to make sure everything is ok. Triple P can be dangerous for women because it can lead to pelvic problems with sphincters not closing and occasionally something tearing. It is a high risk encounter, but she has been rehearsing with partners in condoms. Tonight though, everyone is riding bareback.

Contraceptive use in the U.S.: In August 2010 the CDC published a document “Use of Contraception in the U.S. 1982 – 2008” http://www.cdc.gov/nchs/data/series/sr_23/sr23_029.pdf
I mention it here because in a comment to my post ‘Fertility Awareness Method of contraception’ on 8/8/10 I asked if anyone knew of a recent study that provided statistics on the use of Natural Family Planning. This CDC study provides those figures in Table 4 on page 21. In summery:

Natural Family Planning: In 1982 0.3% of the 54,099 women in the study used NFP. In the most recent study period, 2006 – 2008, only 0.1% of the 61,864 women in the survey were using NFP.

The diaphragm: Diaphragm use dropped from 0.4% of the 54,099 women in the 1982 study to less than 0.05% (considered too small to measure) of the 61,864 women in the 2006-2008 study. This is a ‘pure’ diaphragm figure as cervical cap users were counted under ‘other methods’. The decrease in users accounts for the decrease in the number of makers (only three Ortho, Cooper Surgical and Reflexions are available in the U.S.) of diaphragms except for custom made ones. Even with the increased interest in the cervical barriers FemCap, Oves and the flat spring Reflexions diaphragm as gas guards for dive-sex we are unlikely to stop the decline of cervical barrier use.

Body esthetics and pelvic contact at St Lucy’s: Every student taking ballet and on the swim team has had their initial semester full body waxing. Everything goes except eyebrows and scalp hair. For returning students it’s routine. For new students it’s a rite of passage. And for young transfer students their first body waxing can be a breathtaking experience having their thick pelt of pubic hair ripped out. But it’s necessary if they are to be properly fitted for Penetrator plugs because the head of the plug has to suction over the wearer’s clitoris and labia if it is to provide the pelvic protection of a Jill-cup. Other schools use bulky external pelvic protectors that fit into a belt or shorts.

St Lucy’s has found that far fewer of our students have pelvic injuries from contact sports when wearing a Penetrator plug than other schools students wearing Jill-cups. A student can be confident she is protected from a blow to her pelvis even when she is wearing a thong bikini, tights or a leotard when a Penetrator is concealed beneath it. A standard pelvic protector can work well for sports, but not the arts or while modeling. Of course Penetrators are excellent training for ballet because working en pointe, jumping and splits with a Penetrator inserted strengthens the pelvic floor.

And because so many of St. Lucy’s student leaders come from ballet students a Penetrator plug and therefore the need for routine full body waxings have become esthetic must-haves for most of the fashion conscious students.

A reader asked: “Is it safe to use Ben Wa balls with a Mirena IUD.” If the balls are metal (stainless steel or chrome plated) or stone (Jade) then it’s quite safe to wear Ben Wa balls with a Mirena inserted. The problem arises with Mirena and ParaGard and any other IUD with strings that descend from the cervix into the vagina, when the strings interfere with the seal of a cervical barrier such as a diaphragm or cervical cap or stick to the rubber device causing the IUD to be pulled out when the diaphragm or cap is removed.