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.

The Halloween house party

A gold-twist borosilicate glass dildo

The Photo: A borosilicate glass dildo 7.0 inches long and 1.5 inches in diameter that I got from Glass Fantasy. It can be warmed or cooled before insertion and boiled for sterilization. The flanged base fits into a suction cup that will hold it stationary horizontally - to attach it to a studio mirror for ballet-sex training – or vertically if sitting on the floor or a hard chair. It’s a marvelous toy!

Dildo masturbation: All of my women guests were looking forward to experiencing underwater sex either with a partner or using a glass dildo. Each of them told me on Tuesday before they left what a marvelous time they had with their male partners and what a thrill dive-sex had been.  Upon arrival, my women guests all had to take home pregnancy tests before Carla, my Divemaster, would allow them into the pool for underwater sex. Carla helped several of the married women guests have their first underwater orgasm using borosilicate glass dildos and silicone vaginal lube. Masturbatory dive-sex can be an amazingly erotic experience and a wonderful kinky escape for a conservative woman who is concerned about a possible pregnancy from sex with a male partner other than her husband.  

UK changed back to GMT: On Sunday October 30^th, everyone in UK lost an hour as we reverted from British Summer Time (BST) to Greenwich Mean Time or GMT. Switching from Daylight Saving Time to Standard Time in the U.S and Canada will occur on Sunday November 6, 2016.

My Halloween house party: Most of the guests at my Halloween celebration just sleep in - except for the few men who go deer and wild boar hunting - and seem to be having a lovely time, although there have been some unintended consequences for some of the ‘entertainment’ staff. My guests are enjoying delicious meals from my head cook’s, Mrs. Bridge, kitchen; venison steaks, roast boar tenderloin and rack of spring lamb to name a few.

Dive Sex -unintended consequences: One of Tanaquil’s escorts flooded her FFM while orgasming during dive-sex with his grace the Duke of M**** in my shallow pool – they were at the 48-foot, 8 fathom level - and developed aspiration pneumonia from getting water in her lungs. I’ve usually found that flooding a well-fitting FFM is rather hard to do accidently. She is a very experienced dive-sex escort, but stuff happens!  She must have hit it with her hand while screaming during particularly strong vaginal contractions.

Another of Tanaquil’s girls got water forced into her uterus when the FemCap displaced off her cervix and is being treated to prevent pelvic inflammatory disease, PID. Fortunately, so far none of my guests has been injured. A good many men who hadn’t experienced dive-sex have taken the opportunity to try it under controlled and relatively safe conditions with Carla, my Divemaster, monitoring their encounters as a safety precaution.

I’m pleased to say that none of my women guests had any apparent reproductive tract problems while here from Friday to Tuesday. I don’t count the pregnant escort who faked her pregnancy test and arrived as the partner of an invited male guest. [More about that in my next post.] In the future, all house party pregnancy tests will be administered in sight of a nurse or Gyn. It will take three or four weeks to know for certain that there were no unintended pregnancies, but it is very unlikely since I am the only one not on some form of long acting reversible contraceptive (LARC) and I had ovulated several days before I took my lovers without any form of contraceptive protection. So, I’m pleased to say that I still have sperm from at least three men in my tubes as I write this. 

Unprotected sex for Halloween: For Halloween, I ovulated right on time (Friday the 28^th) this cycle. So, I was able to take my partners totally unprotected on Halloween, Monday (the 31^st) and I’m luxuriating with the knowledge that I have several men’s sperm in my tubes waiting for me to release an egg which won’t occur for another three and a half weeks, from their standpoint long after the little swimmers will be dead and flushed out.  I know I’ve mentioned the sperm in my tubes at least twice, but I’m exceptionally pleased that my lovers did their biologic best planting highly motile sperm deep inside me all to no avail.  

Thanksgiving planning: Thanksgiving is celebrated in the U.S. on the fourth Thursday in November which this year falls on the twenty-fourth.  I’m already thinking about my Thanksgiving celebration here at Blackthorn Castle. As I wrote last year the Thanksgiving holiday, complete with roast turkey, seems to have caught on in the UK, perhaps because everyone likes another holiday. So, I will be holding another holiday house part this Thanksgiving.

Sex Thanksgiving week: I should be fertile beginning about the 21^st and ovulate on the day after thanksgiving, the 25^th, so there is no way I will be able to safely take my lover(s) totally unprotected during that time as I did on Halloween. I’ll probably wear a tiny silicone Oves cervical cap screwed down tight on my cervix the entire week as Oves can be worn at any depth during dive-sex. The only drawback with Oves is that you can’t use most silicone lubes – other than the specially formulated DiveGel+ - with it which is needed for dive-sex.

After the holidays, Tim as a partner

Roast pork tenderloin just as Mrs. Bridges makes

The Photo: Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this loin of pork. (With Apologies to William Shakespeare.)

Yule log quenched: Since 12^th night as celebrated by the Barony was on the evening of January 5^th  on the 6^th the footmen quenched the butt of the Yule Log and moved it back to storage for use in igniting a new Yule Log next Christmas.

My circle leaves for Virgin Gorda: Bea, the Dryads (Bryony and Claire) Anya and Willow who got time off from the ballet and their boyfriends left for London aboard The Dragon. They boarded Limnaea II at Stansted for the flight down. Chris went along returning to work in London leaving me alone with Tim and the staff to care for us.

 

Tim goes boar hunting: While I was attending to estate business my head gamekeeper took Tim out wild boar hunting. It was a miserable wet day and the animals were deep in the brush for the most part, but the gamekeeper got him two good shots at large sows (225+ lbs) and he killed them both with headshots. He has a current firearms certificate and used one of the Barony’s .375 Holland & Holland rifles. The Trichinella test came back negative and the village butchery skinned, cleaned and cut them up for me. Tim took the tenderloins for us and the rest he gave to the gamekeeper and the castle staff which made him very popular!

Riding with Tim: Returning readers will recall that I renamed a lovely young mare in the Blackthorn stables ‘Mellten’ (Lightning in Welsh) in honor of Rhiannon’s horse which in The Mabinogion can’t be overtaken when she is riding it. Mellten is extremely fast, sure footed, has been trained for fox hunting (actually drag hunting now) and seems very fond of me. When I’m astride her we are like a single entity jumping hedges, ditches and galloping flat out. It feels marvelous to have that much power between my legs and I always end our rides on an amazing high that is almost sexual in its intensity! when astride her I like to have a pair of Ben Wa balls inserted which makes things very interesting indeed!

I rode Mellten and Tim was astride a young stallion from the stables. He took me on a tour of some of the fox hunting terrain on my land as he and his father have ridden to hounds on the Barony land with the local hunt for years. We were fortunate that the morning was dry and sunny and the temperature was in the low 40s (F). It was wonderful to get out in the fresh air with Tim and see how well he rides. Cook has fixed us some sandwiches for lunch and we ate by a stream that had settled within its banks again after Storm Frank. I had a lovely time.

Kitting out Tim as a ballet partner: We were fortunate that Nikolai and Tim are almost identical in size so the tights, dancebelts and slippers stocked for him in the men’s dressing room fit Tim perfectly! The first evening we were together I knew I wanted to teach him to be my dance partner so we went into the ballet studio men’s dressing room and got him into a dancebelt and tights pulled and rolled down over a military webbing belt to show of his genital bulge and cheek cleavage and fit him in slippers which, knowing I was going to dress him for class, I had already sewed the instep elastic on.

I’m very pleased with how well Tim is adapting to ballet class the exercises, terminology and he is amazingly strong and good with lifts so that he is becoming quite a good partner given that he has only been taking instruction and class for a few days.  Of course he came to me in superb physical condition, very strong, extremely flexible and is a fast learner.

Barre pleasuring: After the new larger ballet studio (which I’m going to use for large classes during Summer Intensives) was finished I had the wooden floor, mirrors and barre in the old studio refurbished being careful not to remove the patina from the pleasure brackets gotten from decades of women using them to masturbate by rubbing their pelvises against the rounded protrusions designed for that purpose. When my predecessor, Edith the 22^nd Baroness, had the castle’s old ballet studio updated in the 60s she had the 19^th century bronze ‘pleasure brackets’ installed. They had been salvaged from a Paris ballet school which also trained courtesans and they are marvelous to masturbate with while fully attired in practice clothes. It is in this studio that Tim and I take class as I like the view to the east from the windows and the feel and scent of the water sprinkled sprung wooden floor.

Tim noticed the shiny bronze knob on the brackets and asked if they didn’t get in the way. So I told him what they were for. When a man isn’t handy after class and I’m fertile and needy in a modern studio I like to give myself an orgasm by tying a towel over the barre and around a smooth modern barre bracket so I can rub the shaft of my clit against it while watching myself in the mirror or looking out a window if there is one above the barre. He was fascinated to learn what the protrusions were for and that generations of women had used them to pleasure themselves over the years. I find the sense of history comforting when I masturbate on a bracket and wonder who the women were that had used it before me and what became of them. That type bracket is a bit more in the way during class, but makes up for that by the intense pleasure received by rubbing against it.

Edith was still in her 50s when the French pleasure brackets were installed and was (according to her diaries) still very sexually active. But living alone a good bit of the time masturbation of the French sort, on her toes in pointes caressing her clit against a barre bracket, could often satisfy her need. Of course that shows up as ‘bracket burn’ worn spots in the fabric on the crotches of tights or leos, but that was (and still is) to be expected when few men were available as is still the case in ballet schools today.