A lesbian abortion and harness fucking

Double valve aspirator and cannula for a manual vacuum abortion

The photo: The working end of a manual vacuum abortion (MVA) machine showing the double valve aspirator and the cannula that is inserted through the cervix into the uterus to suck out the reproductive tissue.

A manual vacuum abortion: Returning readers will remember that in my March 19, 2013 post: Lesbians and breeding diaphragms, I had successfully inseminated an Air Force officer with Brian’s semen, unbeknownst to Brian. She wanted to get out of the service and thought pregnancy was the quickest way to do that.  Unfortunately she and her partner, a UNLV grad student, broke up soon after she found she had conceived and she was left with a decision to make. She decided to abort because the results of the selection boards came out and she will be promoted to Major and she is being transferred to the Middle East. She came in to the clinic several weeks ago for her vacuum aspiration. I sat with her during the procedure and she did very well. She was not the least bit depressed. Actually she is happy it’s over with (she was hardly 5 weeks along) and is looking forward to her new assignment. Now Brian won’t be a new father, at least in this instance. Callisto, his wife, keeps in touch and says his scare with Mumps is beginning to wear off and he is starting to enjoy the charms of some of his students again. The trip from LA to Vegas isn’t that far so I need to be careful that he doesn’t begin stalking Bea. 

Bea’s ease: As I mentioned in an earlier post I had Bea fitted for a glamour harness. She took a small as do most of the women fitted for glamour harnesses to wear in the Sling Bar. Before she could use it she needed ID that showed her being at least 21. It’s not that she doesn’t look it, when made up, she does. She has no baby fat on her, lovely tight buns, flat belly, full, but small high breasts, high cheek bones, beautiful long legs and a glorious smile. She has a bedroom voice and can hold back her bubbly personality so she appears far older than she actually is, but the less she talks the safer she will be.  All we needed was high quality ID that says she is 21 and we got it through a Chinese ID website that’s plenty good to get her through screening to register her STI panel results at Naughty’s and she is on my casino credit card, but with a limit so she can’t buy a Lamborghini with it. So now she can sample the male delights available at Naughty’s. What she shouldn’t do is drink alcohol because she will revert back to being a teen. It’s a good thing she doesn’t like the way alcohol affects her so she won’t drink it, but goes for sodas instead. I’ve never seen anyone so apparently at ease and confident on her first Sling Bar encounter with a man as Bea seemed to be.

Harness-fuck shoes: This past week I went with her on her first male encounter at the Sling Bar and we brought along two of Pirate’s best male escorts as our partners to familiarize them with harness fucking and to make sure we all had a really good time. Bea and I strayed a bit from one of the unwritten rules of Sling Bar footwear for women by both wearing pink satin GM pointes with sueded tips to prevent slipping in our own and other bar patron’s coitial discharge. Although the Sling Bar is quite new women patrons typically wear sandals or shoes they don’t mind getting wet and stained. Our GMs were the sort we wear for ballet-sex, hard shanked and not new, they had been pancaked several times to hide the semen stains so I suppose in that sense we were still following the spirit of the rules. 

Evacuating domes and harness-wear: We stopped at registration where they check age, STI status and having a credit card on file then moved to the dressing rooms. We were both in the follicular portion of our cycles CD8 and 9 and about to become fertile so the first thing we did after disrobing down to our lingerie was to make certain that our Reflexions FS diaphragms were properly positioned. She applied fresh DiveGel+ spermicide in the dome and since I’d had a bareback escort trainee just a few hours before and was still draining his seed I just inserted 5 ml of DiveGel+ from a prefilled disposable applicator pushing the tip up against my latex sheathed cervix depressed the plunger and I was good to go. 

Then it was time to pump down the domes of our latex diaphragms. Returning readers will remember that some woman with prominent pelvic ledges and soft deep vaginal rugae can increase the vacuum in the domes of their diaphragms by squatting and pushing down, as though having a BM. Performing that movement several times pushes the cervix lower in the vagina and further into the dome of her diaphragm which is held firmly in place behind her cervix and against her pubic ledge so any air still in the folds of the dome is squeezed out and the strengthened vacuum pulls the stretchy latex into the anterior fornix. The squat and push maneuver won’t develop as strong a vacuum as a cycle session in a multi bed hyperbaric chamber, but you can feel pressure as the collapsed dome grips the cervix. It is a very comforting feeling for  women  such as Bea and I who depend on a tightly sealed dome for contraceptive protection.  After that we changed into our harness wear; side-tie thongs and front closure bras, buckled ourselves into our harnesses and checked each other’s gear to make sure the straps were not twisted and were correctly fastened. Then we were ready for prime-time.

Down the red carpet: I let Bea go first and watched her through a small viewing window. I had texted her escort to enter the bull pen, as the area where the available men stand is called. If you are going to the Sling Bar as a couple you don’t want your partner entering the bull pen too soon as he might get selected by the woman walking down the carpet ahead of you. Tradition, such as it is in so new sex venue, is that once selected a man can’t refuse. He can refuse of course, but it would ruin his reputation at the casino and probably around town as a swinger.

So Bea walked down the red carpet and an appreciative mummer went up from the men hoping to be chosen. She seemed to glow with all the attention she was getting from the lusting men. She handled it well strutting down the carpet en pointe to show off her legs and tightly clinched buns. She selected her man to sighs from the unselected and then disappeared into the bar area through a padded door.  I had texted my partner for the evening and after I saw him in the bull pen I rolled up on to pointe and began my strut down the catwalk. There is nothing quite like showing off your body (especially if you know you look gorgeous) in front of a group of men who are gathered for the sole purpose of being selected to fuck your brains out. There was another sigh from the other candidates as I chose my man and we disappeared into the bar.

Sex in an M-10: Bea and I had brought along Czech M-10 gasmasks, the rubber ones with the cheek filters, in our totes so we could enjoy ourselves w/o being too noisy while the men tried to fuck our brains out. Both of us can be screamers during orgasms if the men we are with are really working on our G-spots and cervixes and the partners we had chosen knew exactly what we liked!. This is especially true when we are fertile and at our most estrogenic and I and probably Bea were just about there that night. We left the cheek filters in for better noise suppression and because it made it harder to breathe during orgasm giving us a bit of asphyxia play and increased the old masks already strong smell of rubber which we both enjoy.

Our partners helped us into our M-10s over Lycra hoods we donned to prevent the masks spider from tangling in our long hair then fastened our harnesses to the cables. Before we operated our winches and rose to our partner’s hip height we helped them out of their slacks. The boys were already massively erect and weeping pre-ejaculate so we were ready to rock and roll!   I watched as Bea lifted by her winch spread her legs, positioned herself closer to her man with her legs and guided his glans up against her introits as he gripped her buns and pulled her toward him. She nodded that she was ready and with a single thrust his entire length disappeared inside her. Bea’s back arched, she gasped, moaned and screamed “Oh yes, yes, yes!” And she could easily be heard three slings down the bar as he began to establish a rhythm to his thrusts.

It was marvelous what that man was able to do for her as she hung suspended in her harness with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He kept her in a constant state of orgasm for 5 or 6 minutes at a time. Then she would have to take off her mask drink from a sports drink to replenish her electrolytes and catch her breath and towel off. Her suit was soaked and there was a puddle of water under her where the sweat had run off as he fucked her. Then he would help her back into her mask and they were off again. He knew she was, a protégé of mine, and he gave her a fucking she will never forget.  After he finished with her she couldn’t stand for 20 minutes because her legs were too weak. She just gulped sports drink as she sat in her sling with her feet on the floor and wasn’t sore then, but the next day she could hardly walk until she had a long hot soak and 800 mg of ibuprofen. But you should have seen the smile on her face!

The morning after: I was there when she removed her diaphragm the next morning and there was still a lot of coitial discharge draining out even though she had Kegeled most out before she went to bed which is pretty standard from what happened the night before. In the dome there was just fertile mucus and liquefied spermicide so the good fit, strong vacuum in the dome and the flat spring rim allowed her to safely withstand all her partners massive thrusting and repeated ejaculations.   All in all her debut as a Sling-girl was a great success!

The Sling Bar: sex in a ‘glamour harness’

A Gamma harness used as a bar sling at Naughty Pleasures

The photo: A female rigger’s safety harness. The manufacturer’s literature says: “The Gamma™ Harness designed to fit the specific safety needs of a woman, the Gamma™ is accessorized with ComfortFit™ shoulder padding, and the cross-fit style eliminates the possibility of improper adjustments. The Gamma™ combines comfort and performance for a harness that works as hard as you do. Improper positioning of the "D" ring or wearing a traditional parachute-style harness can have devastating effects for a woman's body in the event of a fall. With a back-only D-ring, the Gamma™ helps ensure that she is properly clipped in. The cross-fit style harness is not only more comfortable to wear it can help minimize damage to the reproductive organs from falls.”

Not that a woman in a bar sling at Naughty’s is likely to fall very far, physically I mean. Morally is an entirely different matter. If she’s new to the experience she might fall a considerable distance and with the right man enjoy the encounter immensely while buckled into a bar sling at Naughty’s.

Women and the Sling Bar at Naughty’s: In order to attract men young, unaccompanied, attractive women get priority at the velvet rope and discounted drinks. And they are used to stock the Meat Market, Naughty’s singles bar. A few of the more adventuresome ask to be fitted with a bar-sling – a premium service and an unmistakable sign that they are available – and be allowed into the intimate Sling Bar where, rather than sit on a bar stool they can easily have sex at the bar while sitting in the harness. We originally tried various parachute harness designs, but decided to use Gamma harnesses because they are designed for women and with grommet buckles are easily adjusted and can’t accidentally be unfastened during an intense physical encounter.

Another of the casino’s female shareowners has a harness fetish and thought of the idea for an intimate place where like minded women could select a mate and have more or less safe casual sex while hanging suspended in a sexy harness. The board thought it was a good idea since no one else in town is offering that kink so we are trying it in a small way to see if it is profitable. There is harness rental, cover charges for men, the sale of alcohol and bar food so it’s not as though it will ever be a huge profit center, but you never know. We thought about calling it the Harness Bar but that sounded too much like a tack shop so we decided to call it the Sling Bar.

A woman asking for a bar sling must have a recent negative full STI panel on file before she is fitted. Properly screened she is shown to a fitting room and buckled into a Gamma harness her size and shown how to sit in it for the greatest comfort while penetrated. They are also told that the harness has an RFID chip in it. A woman can go anywhere in the club while wearing it but if she has forgotten and left her purse, cell phone etc in her car she will have to take it off or send a valet (a service we offer free to bar sling wearers) for it. For use in the Sling Bar a Gamma Harness is modified to line the inside of the straps, the side that is against the wearer’s body, with tough but soft nylon satin fabric for comfort. Of course the harnesses are fully sanitized after each wearing.

She is also given a disposable mesh bag for her shoes while she is hanging in her sling. Condoms of various sizes are in bowls on the bar so couples can protect themselves from each other’s fluids, or not. The women’s need to be very sexually adventuresome and STI screened limits the number of applicant, but increases their quality significantly, especially their beauty. Why the more adventuresome are more classically beautiful is a mystery.

Mr. Right Now: I have my own Gamma harness that Jack, Viscount Sandbach, calls my ‘glamour harness.’ I keep it in a small gym bag with a selection of appropriate Sling Bar clothing. I buckle myself into it when I’m lonely and want a new man. Not Mr. Right, just Mr. Right Now! Too, I’ve found Jack is into girls in harnesses (not that a Glamour harness is all that restrictive) so he really likes to take me to and in the Sling Bar! I love the way men’s minds work and having Jack stand in the midst of the pool of males for sling-girls to choose from keeps him on edge and aroused. He’s never quite certain I will choose him and that gives me a chance to playfully mind-fuck him by pretending to initially choose someone else! I’ve found doing that makes him far more ardent after he suspends me securely in the bar! Of course the Meat Market also has a substantial selection area charge for men and like the women the guys need a current negative full STI panel on file before they are allowed in the catwalk viewing and selection area.

Running the gauntlet: Leaving the fitting boutique wearing her harness a woman has three options: 1) going back into the main lobby, 2) going into the Meat Market selection area to choose a partner or 3) going directly into the very intimate Sling Bar located behind the Meat Market. Unaccompanied harness wearer’s almost always chose to go down the catwalk through the Meat Market to check the selection of men on offer. Knowledgeable cocksmen knowing this nurse a drink and watch the door from the sling boutique. No more intently watched twenty feet of catwalk exists in Vegas than that strip through the Meat Market between the sling boutique and the Sling Bar. Repeat Gamma harness wearers call being on display while walking those twenty feet to make their selections ‘running the gauntlet’ as men smile, preen and flex their muscles as a harness wearer struts past the candidates vying for her favors. The cloud of testosterone laden musk hangs so heavily over the catwalk that some girls who frequently walk that red carpet swear it causes them to need to wax more often. Others find the overwhelming scent of male lust frightening while still others are highly aroused by being wanton and on display. I love being the object of lust on the part of multiple males so I find the experience liberating.

An adrenaline high: When I walk down the catwalk to choose a man who looks virile, interesting and perhaps a little dangerous it’s a comfort to know the only condition I need to worry about is pregnancy. My adrenaline is flowing and there is no better feeling in the world! The scent of male musk, all those sex hungry men undressing me with their eyes, salivating and fantasizing about harness-fucking my brains out and hoping I’ll chose them. It’s a huge turn-on and a very different feeling than performing because when I’m performing the lights are on me and I usually can’t see my audience though I can feel the Chi rising from them. Walking down the catwalk between the sling boutique and the Sling Bar being assessed by a group of virile men having about ten feet of erect penis between them is far more personal and I have to admit the thought causes me to get wet and swing my hips a bit more than usual. Since in the Sling Bar I won’t be on my toes I usually wear stiletto sandals that are easy to get out of rather than pointes, but I do have a pair of GMs in my gym bag in case I need them. .

Sling-girl clothes: Clothes that can be worn comfortably with bar slings are bikinis, tunics, thongs, front closure sports bras and bare legs so it is fairly easy to identify women as they enter the club who will be stopping by the sling boutique to be fitted for a glamour harness. Shoes for a sling-girl can depend on where she is in her cycle, if she is commando and if she plans on condoms being used. A sling-girl shouldn’t wear fabric covered shoes unless she doesn’t mind them being ruined. There are purse hooks at each location where a sling girl can hang her mesh shoe bag to prevent splattering her shoes with coitial discharge. However, after putting her shoes back on she still may have to walk through lover’s fluids to leave the bar so platform soles are a good idea. Typically a sling-girl will wear a thong so after she Kegels out any discharge the remainder can drain into the liner in her thong. Many returning sling-girls go topless and rouge their nipples because in the harness the cross straps display the wearer’s breasts beautifully and a partner has immediate access to her nipples for sucking.

What a sling-girl shouldn’t wear is latex because the latex caught between the weight of her body and the harness will almost certainly tear. However, if she is wearing heavy rubber that has a relief zipper and can stand the shear forces that can work well for some women who can stand the heat generated by sex in heavy rubber. We have had to revive sling-girls wearing heavy rubber who fainted from poor hydration during a penetrative encounter.

Height adjustment and Cable capes: There are fifteen positions for slings in the Sling Bar and reservations are required. To prevent thrust-drop if the man is taller than the woman bar slings are clipped on to individual cables attached to small winches mounted on heavy steel bracing above the ceiling. A small cordless control box for each position is used to vary the height of the sling wearer above the floor. With that flexibility even the smallest woman can adjust her height so her partner can thrust directly into her vagina w/o having to worry about thrusts so off center that she is being lifted on his shaft on each thrust then dropped back into the harness as he withdraws. Of course thrust-drop (in a bar sling its called sling-drop) is an option if she enjoys that sort of encounter, but even with satin lined straps too much of it can cause sling burns on the inner thighs and buttocks.

A cable cape is attached to the cable at each position. A cable cape is a section of lightly padded brightly colored canvas about two feet wide and three feet high that is held taunt on a soft frame to block the bartender’s view of the couple when the harness wearer has her back to the bar. It also provides support for the woman’s back so she can lean back comfortably. It’s called a cable cape because when the woman’s harness is connected to the winch cable it looks as though she is wearing a cape that is blowing behind her in the wind. The colors of the cable capes are also used to identify the positions at the bar for the customers.