Mine inspection, girl-girl with Anya, Zika virus

A nugget of gold from northern Wales photo National Museum of Wales

The Photo: Welsh Gold. “Waterworn gold nugget 20 mm in length and 6.5 g. Found in 2001 following severe flash-floods on the Afon Wen, Gwynedd. Nuggets of this size are now exceptionally rare in North Wales rivers following centuries of prospecting. © J.S. Mason.” National Museum of Wales. Records indicate nothing approaching the size of this nugget has been found in the stream near the Barony’s mine.

Blackthorn Barony minerals: In the north east part of Carmarthenshire, near village of Pumsaint is the oldest known gold mine in Wales, the Dolaucothi, which was worked by the Romans around 74 AD, but may have been worked by Bronze age settlers long before that. The Dolaucothi mine on the River Cothi is now owned by the National Trust. However, further north and east into the Cambrian Mountains is a small gold mine on Barony property which is still operating working a rich vein of very rare Welsh gold.

Charles, my Chamberlain of the Household and Estate Manager, had set up the tour and accompanied me. I got to talk to the miners their foreman and the works manager over lunch. They had come up to the castle, on a Barony provided shuttle, on Boxing Day to receive their boxes and my thanks, but I had been looking forward to meeting them again this time in situ. I had never been in an underground mine before even though I was born in a coal mining town in Southwest Virginia. When I was growing up they didn’t have take your daughter to work day in the mines, not that they do now either. So this was my first time in a working mine of any kind much less a gold mine that I own. Well, the barony owns it but it’s under my stewardship while I’m Baroness. 

My wards return:  Their vacation at Lost Cove on Virgin Gorda is over. Undergraduate and graduate classes begin at Trinity College Cambridge this Monday January 25 so Bea is now back at Cambridge. The Dryads (Bryony and Claire) will be back researching male fetishes for their doctorates in Psychology at the Costume Club AKA Clever Cunts in London. I didn’t get to enjoy the warm sun and clear water in the BVIs over the year end holidays, but my responsibilities as Baroness and Tim being here made it essential as well as a pleasure to remain in residence at Blackthorn Castle. I should be able to get some beach time before hurricane season begins in June.  Anya is staying with me at the castle for several weeks as her scheduler doesn’t have another assignment for her at the moment and here she can continue her workouts to remain in shape.

The Zika virus: Fortunately the Zika virus is not yet in the BVIs so my wards and Anya were safe. Zika, which resembles a light case of the flu, is spread by mosquitoes and is often so mild that people don't realize they have it. But health officials in Latin America say the tropical fever is linked to neurological problems and a surge in microcephaly, a condition in which babies are born with abnormally small heads. The defect can cause brain damage and death. While there is no vaccination using effective contraception or termination can avoid the tragedy of a baby with microcephaly. However, there is another possible problem as Zika seems to have a connection with Guillain-Barre syndrome which in severe cases can leave a sufferer partially paralyzed and that is a terror for athletic women like dancers!  For more about the Zika virus see the U.S. CDC site HERE.

Anya as a sex partner: Anya and I get along amazingly well as a couple since she can be very submissive when she wants to be and with me she wants to be almost always. As this is written I’m CD15 and ovulated yesterday, not that it matters at the moment as I have no male partner with me now, even so I wear an FemCap cervical cap to protect my cervix (reserving wearing an Oves or a latex Reflexions diaphragm for when I’m playing with a man or sperm-bank semen) should Anya blow or force compressed gas into my vagina during play. Anya also wears a FemCap to protect herself for the same reason when we play. Too, a FemCap can be worn down to a depth of 25 to 30 feet w/o discomfort (due to squeeze) to prevent water being forced into the vagina if we are using dildos during dive-sex. Also FemCap can be used as a thrust-buffer as the removal strap acts to prevent a dildo from ramming the cervix by distributing the force of the blow to the vaginal walls and fornices leaving the cervix under a correctly sized FemCap untouched.

For contraceptive protection Anya has switched to Nexplanon (the single rod upper arm implant which releases etonogestrel) which given her job is a better option than an IUD and she is getting along well on that progestin as it has caused amenorrhea (her periods have stopped) and she hasn’t any other side effects like affecting her libido which is wonderful.  She likes to breast feed and is a very gentle when she milks me, but can be delightfully rough if I want her to gently bite my nipples. She loves having me manipulate her G-spot and the shaft of her clitoris with my rubber gloved fingers. She has a wonderfully strong pelvic grip so during her vaginal contractions her grip on my gloved fingers can be uncomfortable.

We both wear latex exam gloves for vaginal play since neither of us are allergic to latex and the heat transfer properties are superior to nitrile gloves. We wear gloves because even though our nails are short and we wash our hands wearing latex gloves minimizes the possibility of small vaginal tears from our nails while fingering the G-spot and cervix by allowing gentle use the hard fore-edge of the nail for stimulation.

Playing with sperm-bank semen: For times when no suitable men are available I like to keep a few vials of high quality semen in cryo-storage - in a liquid nitrogen cryo-vault - to play with when I’m follicular and fertile as I feel adding a bit of pregnancy risk to a girl-girl encounter always gets me quickly aroused by heightening the chance of unintended consequences from the encounter.  Now that my clinic has a sperm bank I can get sperm to play with at wholesale prices rather than the retail rate I paid when I was in Nevada. So a few days ago – when I was fertile - Anya filled me with a vial of sperm-bank semen delivered from a dildo with a spring loaded syringe that was triggered by my contractions when I orgasmed. For that I wore an Oves as I love the fantasy of an unintended pregnancy, but I try my best to avoid it.

 

 

Stamina training and backup protection

A few pairs of dead shoes discarded by the corps

The Photo: Dead Freed and Bloch pointes discarded by the corps. Corps members go through four or five pairs a week. Sometimes more sometimes less depending on the ballets and roles danced.

Pilgrim’s Progress: Here I’m defining Nikolai as a ‘pilgrim’ since he whispers in my ear every time he fills me with his semen how he worships my vagina and the muscles that contract around his erection to milk him of powerful jets of molten pearl. In that sense as his ‘spiritual advisor’ I see him as every bit a sexual pilgrim who I am guiding on a ‘religious’ pilgrimage as intense with his psychological enthrallment and intimate physical interconnection with me as Marvin’s is. I’m pleased to say that Nikolai is very accomplished with needle and thread, a consequence of growing up with hand-me-down practice clothes he had to repair himself when he was a child in ballet school in Leningrad. So he has had no problem in sewing ribbons and elastic on his pointe shoes. He was also familiar with the need to keep his toenails short and I showed him how to economically and effectively use toe tape and toe pads. And he is an exemplary pointe student though he is working on his développés and endurance sur les pointes, but his leaps of course are exquisite!

Ballet-sex dangers, Corps dancer’s stamina: I’ve mentioned in an earlier post the trouble Nikolai got into by impregnating corps dancers, but that was the result of rare failures of the individual women’s IUDs. A much more likely problem is a dancer being injured during ballet-sex even though she is in great shape for dancing.  Returning readers will remember that my definition of ballet-sex is for the woman to be penetrated from behind then rising en pointe and remaining there for the entire time it takes for her partner to give her an orgasm and or to orgasm himself which can sometimes be as long as twenty minutes.  Problems can arise with ballet-sex for several reasons: 1) if the woman must stay continuously en pointe longer than her strength will allow causing her to fall off pointe or; 2) If she has a strong orgasm and doesn’t hold back a bit she could go jelly-boned and lose control of her legs and fall off pointe. 3) Unexpected thrust-drop which is where the male partner’s legs are longer than the woman’s so when he thrusts he lifts her off the floor and drops her back on her platforms when withdrawing which often causes badly bruised nails.  Closely trimmed hails and wearing Gaynor Minden pointes with the thick soft internal platform pads will help minimize the discomfort from thrust-drop.

Some of the more sexually adventuresome Corps girls have tried ballet-sex and found it exhausting and a bit scary so have come to me asking about private stamina training for being penetrated in that position. I suggest they wear Gaynor Minden pointes with sueded tips for their comfort, support and traction during ballet-sex as most of them perform professionally in bespoke Freed Classics. For training I tell them to use a large dildo with a remote controlled vibi and a large suction cup base and a portable barre as most of the fixed barres aren’t far enough from the mirrored walls to get between the mirror and the barre and be able to bend over and support herself on the barre. The height to fasten the dildo to a studio mirror is easily determined by inserting the dildo then doing a 90° forward bend while supporting herself on the barre and backing up to the mirror.  Then go sur les pointes making sure to retain the 90° forward bend and with one hand push the base on to the mirror to develop a good suction. Then step away from the mirror to get off the dildo and mark the spot on the mirror as the height at which the dildo should be suction cupped. Once the spot is unobtrusively marked on the mirror she can fasten the dildo when she wants go en pointe and back on to it then turn on the vibi and move back and forth up and down the shaft. Doing this several times a day and walking around home en pointe should build up stamina for ballet-sex in a few weeks.

Women’s clothing for ballet-sex: Of course the vulva has to be easily accessible. You can wear a thong and sports bra or a thong-back leotard or go commando. I don’t recommend commando because while training with a dildo or during an encounter with a lover secretions can flow profusely and drip on the floor where they can cause a slip especially while en pointe (which is why sueded tips are recommended) I think at least tights or a thong is needed to catch coital discharge while walking to the bathroom or dressing room to kegel out most of it. Since I’m lactating if I’m with a lover I’ll wear a front close sports top so I can breastfeed him as part of foreplay before he penetrates me, a thong or tights with a cotton gusset and old suede tipped Gaynors. I wear old Gaynors because they will probably get splattered with lube and genital secretions during the encounter.

Let Nikolai be Nikolai: I’ve decided not to attempt to suppress Nikolai’s libido, but let him be the awesome bull his ego and talent make him. I’m already guiding his choices toward a few of the stronger more talented sexually experienced company girls with powerful libidos. These are some of the ones who have a strong desire to see if they can satisfy him enough to take him away from me so in that sense I’m consorting with the enemy. However, I think my plan is clever as I’m turning my competition’s drive and lust to my personal advantage. I am supremely confident that Nokolai is deep enough in my thrall that daily dalliances will not affect his need to thrill me in any way he can. So I will have time to tutor him in the social graces and soften his interaction with women before I release him to select a mate for marriage and a family if he chooses. This arrangement will keep his needs slaked during the day while I’m teaching class and fitting diaphragms at Blackstone Clinic until I can have him to myself when we have both fulfilled our professional responsibilities.    

Caya as backup protection: The corps girls know I fit diaphragms at a private clinic and some of the more sexually active ones have come to me asking about using backup protection. All in the corps are supposedly using effective methods of birth control. However, the two pregnancies that Nikolai was involved with earlier this year have caused them to be extra cautious as often there is no work for a pregnant dancer – if she is pro-life - or there is a huge delay in the career of a rising star if she carries to term. So some of the most talented and attractive dancers, who are also some of the most sexually active, have asked me to fit them for a Caya contoured diaphragm as they are becoming popular as an effective backup method. I have fitted seven of then so far. One of the attractive features of a Caya, from a man’s perspective, is the very lightly textured (think matte) finish on the dome which partners find very pleasing to rub their glans against. In the UK a fitting is not required for a Caya as it is in the U.S. but if a woman buys one w/o a fitting she could find that her vagina is too small (60mm or less) or too large (85 mm or more) or her post-pubic vault is not deep enough to fully contain the relief arch on the anterior end and have wasted her money.

I think it is deliciously ironic that some of these Caya girls are the same ones I’m grooming as day-fucks for Nikolai and each thinks I don’t have a clue that she wants the Caya for backup protection while she works to seduce Nikolai for herself. That doesn’t bother me in the least as while they are young I am far more lovely as an adult beauty, sexually experienced and know tricks they have never imagined to bind a man emotionally to me. The thing I’m going to have to manage carefully is that they don’t turn on each other and cause social rifts the Corps.

Kim’s last client

Aphrodite rising from the sea w/o her KMH-16

Kim’s last client: Well, yesterday evening I fulfilled Kim’s final commercial encounter as an escort. I could have let the agency cancel it, but I know the client and he specifically wanted his escort to wear the Kirby Morgan model 16 (the one Kim died in) during the encounter and none of the other girls trained to wear KM helmets wanted to wear the helmet a friend or anyone else had died in. I was ok with that as I get a thrill from having sex while wearing clothing or equipment another woman has died in, especially if she was having sex at the time of her death. I thought it would be fun to dive the helmet she died in with her last client so I agreed to do him.

So there we were in his rented pool bungalow, one with a surface supply air unit which usually gets requested by guests with a taste for sophisticated breath control fetish encounters. I thought he was more into watching me dress in protective equipment and there was quite a bit of that. At the very start he even wanted to cum in my Milex gas guard before I inserted it. I was CD3 and not likely to get pregnant even if his sperm reached my tubes so I let him masturbate and ejaculate in the silicone dome of my diaphragm before I carefully inserted it so as not to spill his semen and tucking the anterior rim in the notch behind my pubic bone. I didn’t tell him I already had an Oves cap sucking on my cervix. I was ‘double bagged’, which with an Oves and a diaphragm is quite safe, unlike double bagging with condoms which can cause them to burst. So me having my cervix double bagged will be our secret, just between you and me, ok? I rather liked the idea of having his sperm trapped between two layers of silicone deep inside me and letting him relieve himself before I even had the helmet on was a part of my plan to reduce some of his sexual tension so the first time he penetrated me wouldn’t be so rough. I enjoy rough sex but my recollection of our last encounter was that if I hadn’t enjoyed it so much I would have called the way he treated me brutal.

Taking the client to lunch: I hadn’t been lactating the last time we were together so that means it must have been at least three years ago. He wanted to play with my breasts and when he sucked my nipples was amazed when his mouth filled with my milk! He wanted to know when I had given birth. I told him I still had awesome vaginal muscles and about having induced lactation from so much breast manipulation when I was modeling for a Canadian latex fetishwear company several years ago. He wanted to know how I was able to maintain my figure while lactating and I told him about being on L-dopa (an off label use) to control my prolactin level. The only side effect from the dopamine so far is that in addition to controlling my milk production so my breasts don’t grow above a B-cup it increased my libido. OMG! Was that a win-win or what? So the client had a liquid lunch of fresh fat-rich breast milk, directly from the source.

After milking me he helped me put on the neck dam and yoke and adjust them. Then he wanted me to give him head and he loved it when I swallowed his entire load. It was like swallowing a raw oyster; thick, ropey and in a long slippery string. It had a slightly salty musky taste and I had to swallow hard several times to get it all down. Once I’d given him oral he helped my put the helmet over my head engage the latching ring and lock the helmet to the neck dam. From that point I was breathing air from the surface supply unit. I wore only a yellow Gottex string thong bikini and pool pointes with 2 lb lead platforms (the weights were hardly noticeable) to give me a bit of vertical stability. After I uncoiled more umbilical hose than I thought I’d need we slipped into the water together and with no SCUBA set to get in the way my body and breasts presented beautifully in the yellow mesh cotton-lycra suit!

Under-whelmed: He wore a standard single hose Scubapro SCUBA set and BCD and followed me to the bottom of the 20 ft pool. At that point I decided I had more flexibility if I unscrewed the weights from my pool-pointes. I took the weights off and left them along one wall where maintenance could recover them later. Actually, if I get into trouble, as long as my helmet doesn’t flood I can drop two helmet weights and become positively buoyant to be able to float to the surface. That is a feature our Divemaster added to my KMH-16 as an emergency escape route since I wasn’t wearing a buoyancy vest. When he took me it was pretty standard dive-sex. I wasn’t disappointed exactly, but I’m not sure why our encounter wasn’t more intense, even though he’d already had two orgasms; filling my gas guard and when I gave him oral. I’m guessing it was because he was diving with a stomach full of breast milk, which is probably what slowed him down. When I breastfeed Pirate, Peter or Robin before dive-sex it doesn’t seem to inhibit their performance, but they are professionals with amazing stamina. I don’t know if the client was not as vigorous as I remember during our previous encounter or if I’ve had so many more extremely intense encounters with lusty men that he now falls into the ‘average’ category. He was able to finish inside me three times though for the last one I could hear an almost constant stream of his bubbles which meant he was laboring. He was taking me from behind and I was en pointe so I was as tight as I could be and he was still having trouble so I ended up ripple gripping him to get him finished. Afterward when he withdrew I turned and could barely see the relief on his sweat streaked face through the fogged faceplate of his mask. I’m glad I finished him off; I probably should have done it sooner, because he couldn’t have lasted much longer and when he got to the surface he still had difficulty breathing. I had an EMT unit take him to the clinic for evaluation. Given the circumstances I don’t think he can complain about not getting what he paid for.