Brenda, the Nigg Stone and a sea change

The eighth-century Pictish cross-slab at Nigg

A New Follower: I have a new blog follower, ‘Brenda’; who says she is a Pictish Princess, possibly a cousin many times removed, and who has left me a fascinating comment – not yet posted - on my blog entry: The Winter Solstice and other Holidays [January 09, 2012]. Since it concerns bringing new genes into the Ancient’s bloodline as I am being encouraged to do I thought I would mention her approach while my sponsors within the Priesthood examine her background as there aren’t many women Priestesses or Pictish Princesses especially in north eastern Scotland.

Unlike Sister Brenda I am (so I have been told) a Druid Priestess a much older title. Perhaps that translates to the equivalent of a Pictish Princess, but I haven’t been told that, at least not yet. I think The Nigg Stone (at Nigg Old Church on Cromarty Firth) where Brenda says her most recent fertility ritual was held, is one of the earliest and best examples of Pictish stone carvings and is thought to date to the 8th century AD, much more recent than Stonehenge, but still a step on the path to the present for my British ancestors. I was amazed to find her description of the Pictish ceremony coincided in considerable detail with my ceremonies for St Lucy’s students to welcome them into womanhood when they reach menarche.

My purification rituals not differing appreciably from the ‘purification’ process by which Brenda relates Pictish novitiates are cleansed - by combining menstrual blood, the symbol of renewed fertility, and male genital fluid in young females as an offering to the Gods of fertility - suggest to me that I’ve been channeling ancient Druid ceremonies w/o realizing it. As returning readers will remember, Jack is working on his Doctorate in Archeology at Oxford. So when he and I visited Aberdeen last summer he had one of the Duchy’s helicopters take us to see significant ancient sites on Scotland’s North East coast and Nigg Old Church was one location. Not because the church is significant, but because it houses the Nigg Stone which is pictured at the top of this entry. In her comment Brenda wrote:

“The men, save one, then retired to the church for ceremonies around the Nigg Stone, praying, circling and masturbating one another. We women remained outside…”

It can be seen from the photo that it’s not possible for anyone to circle the Nigg Stone in its present setting so perhaps they just stood around it as best they could. I suppose they used natural lamb condoms since women weren’t allowed in to clean up the splatters. Since Brenda wasn’t allowed inside the church to see the male portion of the ceremony perhaps she misunderstood about circling the Nigg Stone. Until recently I never understood the spilling of so much male seed at fertility rites rather than depositing it in every sacred vessel available either by willing desire on the part of the woman or by force since there were so few breeding females. That was the case in ancient times since the death rate was so high for women during childbirth so it was important to keep as many of us as possible pregnant to advance the bloodline. Today however, the criteria have changed since from what I understand there are so few women with suitable DNA, which would leave the lesser men with nothing to do but masturbate rather than produce children with weaker genes.

A change of attitude: I was surprised to receive a letter yesterday from the Duke, Jack’s father. The old bull has recovered from the heart attack he had while fucking me this past summer. When I went to visit him in hospital he told me he thought I “was a piece worth dying for”, which I thought was an amazing compliment! The Duchess knows he’s a satyr, which is why, after she fulfilled her procreational duty, she is now living on Virgin Gorda with her lover. His Grace is very resilient, but extremely stubborn and opinionated and there are few people who can reason with him. I thought he was jealous when Jack, his heir to the Duchy, took his place in my saddle and then when Jack seemed to be getting serious about me the Duke became glacial in his relations with me and orchestrated the introduction of Sylvie into Jacks orbit and strongly suggested that at 40 I was too old to be counted on to produce a healthy heir for continuation of the bloodline, an argument that I admit has some merit. Now it seems there has been a sea change in his attitude toward me and he wrote to tell me how pleased he is that Jack and I are together again! WTF!

Ballet and the pointe fetish

A pointe fetish divertissement; the scent of a sweat soaked shoe

Pointe fetish ballet: We are experimenting with having tours of our ballet training complex and they are becoming popular with fetish groups. Where the audience can watch dancers rehearse through glass walls. I have choreographed a series of special erotic divertissements in the classical idiom to show off the ballerina’s feet and her pointe shoes. For this sort of pas de deux only pointes made of traditional materials; satin, linen, paper, leather and paste should be used as then the blocks will soften and deform from being soaked with the dancers estrogenic sweat. I think Freed Classic shoes are the best for this as they use English paste which has a distinctive and I think erotic scent that mixes well with the other fragrances; the musk of dancer’s estrogenic sweat, damp fabric, tanned leather, powdered rosin and liniment.

My women dancers all have high arches so they are really hard on Freed shoes even though the shanks are Forteflex and three-quartered. The insides of the blocks of a pair used for this sort of dancing are not treated with jet glue to delay the paste in the blocks from melting. Leaving them untreated increases the strength of the scent, but shortens the life of the shoes for these roles to no more than twenty minutes, but they can still be used for romantic roles and class work. The air circulates from the studio into the observation area before being drawn back into the A/C so the audience gets the full scent bouquet of the dancers. None of the divertissements the tour members see include penetrative sex although there is aggressive groping by both sexes. We are, after all, trying to sell tickets to the shows at Naughty Pleasures so we want to feed the audience’s lust not sate it.

Meeting a need: I thought we would have more men on these intimate rehearsal tours, but more than 80% are women, and from the research we have done most are or have been dancers. From the looks on their faces it’s obvious we have tapped into a niche market for adventuresome women who are looking for new erotic roles they can play with the men in their lives. None of the moves I’ve choreographed involve Karma Sutra contortions, the divertissements are made up of classical steps and poses that any advanced pointe student can do so for a woman with a good memory (no cams or cell phones are allowed) there is a lot that she can learn that she should be able to put to use herself. There are a few sensual lifts where the woman is rubbed against the man as she is lifted so there is full body contact which always causes erect nipples easily seen through the cotton lycra of her compression top. Even with the man in a dance belt and tights you can see that he becomes aroused, which can be very frustrating for him, except the couple uses the pas de deux as foreplay and have penetrative sex immediately afterward in her dressing room, or if she isn’t up for that he masturbates.

Jacking and Jilling: Speaking of masturbation, watching one of these intimate rehearsals can cause some of the audience to take things in hand to care for urgent personal needs, mostly women because it’s easier for us to get away with it in public. In the case of the few males who find themselves in that situation I think most will roll a condom on, to prevent staining their slacks. You know it’s pre-planned because they do it under a sweater with the arms tied around their waists. It is unusual, but does happen when the lights are turned down in the observation area. Security first picked it up with the low-light cams watching the area. Around the waist is a common way sweaters are carried while inside (but not worn in front so it’s a pretty clear give-away what’s going on) and empty foil packets are occasionally found on the floor afterward. I’m sure at least some women in the audience realize what the guys are doing if they aren’t themselves too intent on watching the dancers dry-fuck each other or getting off themselves, but none of the women has complained. It’s a fairly short program so a guy has to be fast or be caught out when the lights come up.

Women don’t have that problem. We are able to have a pressure orgasm by concentrating and squeezing our legs together. The thing a woman has to be careful of when masturbating in public is to be able to stifle a scream or moan. If she can’t, then disguising it as a cough or sneeze or at least trying to can sometimes divert suspicion. With a little planning a girl can wear a diaphragm to collect her fertile cervical mucus and a thong with a cotton liner to absorb her natural lube when she becomes wet when aroused. Otherwise she might put a wet spot on her skirt when she sits down. A lot of the women in the audience visit the ladies room afterward to change into dry thongs. You’d be surprised at the number of perfectly good but slippery-wet thongs tossed into the trash in that restroom.

Semen filled ballet boots

A student lacing up her trainers

Ballet boot lab: One of the eagerly anticipated lab sessions of my AST class at St Lucy’s is one where the students get to see what it’s like to walk around in their Pleasure boots after watching the toe boxes being filled with fresh semen. It’s a confidence building exercise for the girls because they get to be surrounded by masturbating men so the students can get to watch the different techniques and even ask questions. The lab is a joint exercise between our Casino’s Escort training program and the school. Teaming up with the casino’s escort trainees gives the school access to a large pool of STI screened men who are known to be sexually proficient. A large pool is required because I need four men for every girl, so two can ejaculate in each of her boots. It’s also a good experience for the escorts because they are called on to masturbate on demand in front of a group of giggly teens, which (I’m told) some guys find difficult to do. I suppose it depends on the guy and most seem to be able to get off pretty quickly when they aren’t distracted, but in front of teens making remarks about their size – all the guys are well endowed and none is less than eight inches when erect – like “OMG! Where would you put all that!” while pressing their knees tightly together and giggling I can see that for a trainee that could be distracting. But some guys have told me they are aroused by getting to shoot off in a boot-chicks ballet heels and they just try and stay focused. So it really depends on what turns a guy on.

Cold semen pools: Most girls in AST are fascinated watching a man masturbate (some have never seen it done before) and are amazed at how forceful semen can be expelled with some men spurting fifteen or twenty feet sometimes with as much as a tablespoon (15ml) of fluid if he hadn’t ejaculated in several days. Having four guys jerking off in their boots nearly simultaneously is a turn on for the girls as they see it more as a sign of being desirable to men rather than part of a school exercise. The guys are trying to concentrate holding their partner’s boot by the instep with the shaft unzipped and folded back so the inside of the toe-box is as wide open as it can be while stroking away. I have coached the students ahead of time to watch what happens as their guys get wet with precum and then swell that last little bit just before they shoot their wads in the blocks of their boots. That’s such a great opportunity (a teaching moment) for a girl to see the mechanics of the process that she can usually only feel as it goes on inside her during a typical encounter. We all have experienced the cold wet spot in the bed after sex with a guy so no one should be surprised at how fast fresh semen loses body heat and how cold the semen pooled in the toe boxes is when students stuff their taped toes into the pool and sperm squishes between their toes, but they always are, including me and I’ve forced my toes into semen filled boots hundreds of times. Because of the 4:1 ratio of men to women and since there are only 20 men in our Escort program right now we break the AST class into three sections of four girls each with sixteen men.

At the end of the class the girls get to choose which one of the men who furnished semen to squish between her toes she wants to drill her. That’s always a fave aspect of this lab. It’s also something that the men are judged on, their attractiveness to very young women who are just entering the game pool. The men are also judged on their ability to stay focused and erect through distractions, their speed and approximate quantity of their ejaculate and for the men chosen for sex, their ability to give the student a vaginal orgasm.

Preparation: The preparation for the lab is pretty standard, ensuring that the padded inserts in the students Pleasure boots are changed to ones with non absorbing pads so the semen will stay pooled rather than being quickly wicked away as fluid will in the standard boot inserts used to keep the wearer’s feet as dry as possible. To prevent a student from saying she had an orgasm when she didn’t (a common practice among young girls and for some carried on into maturity) she wears a lab diaphragm as a gas guard to prevent over pressure events like a playful lab partner’s blowing in her vagina while giving her oral. But in addition to providing over pressure protection the lab diaphragm has a chip that provides a three channel telemetry signal measuring heart rate, respiration and vaginal contractions so faculty can tell when the student is orgasmic.

The million dollar dildo

The gear shifter on a bugatti-veyron-fbg

Attempting a personal best: One of Taryn’s friends whose parents live in town likes to masturbate using unique dildos. Last night she decided to use the gear shifter on her father’s car in an attempt for a personal best involving what she called a ‘difficulty 4’ shaft while working in a very confined space and got into trouble. Fortunately she had her cell with her and called Taryn who called me and we went over to see if we could help.

Her father has several cars and the one she decided to fuck herself with was his 2008 Bugatti Veyron Fbg Par Hermès, a precision road instrument. The interior is done in Hermès leather and the price starts at $1,500,000. Dani’s dads machine cost far more than that!. It will reach speeds of 210 mph and gets a bit better than 8 miles/gal in city driving so we aren’t talking about a green machine here! It was easy to see why she chose the Veyrone Fbg. It is exquisitely crafted and the passenger seats fit like gloves while the scent of leather fills your nostrils so I think most girls have a sexual experience with something that comfortable, luxurious and powerful just sitting in it with the engine off, but of course Dani wasn’t sitting in one of the seats.

We found her in the closed garage of her parent’s home in the Bugatti with both its doors open. She was facing the rear and was impaled on the gear shifter and there was blood and urine all over the console and floor on both sides. She said she thought the shift lever itself was clean because since condoms wouldn’t fit she had pulled a balloon over it. We helped her put on a ball gag to so she would have something to bite down on and muffle her screams while we tried to move her, but the passenger compartment is so cramped that Taryn and I couldn’t get enough leverage to lift her off the gear shifter. We ended up calling Pirate who called Gepetto and they brought a hydraulic lift with an arm that would reach into the car and put wide nylon slings under her buns to lift her off. When he got there Pirate gave Dani two Percocet capsules to numb her up and she was ready by the time Gepetto arrived with the hydraulic lift. Fortunately the adjoining garage bay was unoccupied so there was no need to move other cars. We all knew that the problem was getting the shifter out from behind her pubic bone so she could be lifted off. We managed that by putting a wide nylon strap behind her butt and while Taryn and I pulled on one end Pirate pulled on the other to try and force the shifter against the back wall of her vagina - hoping that would allow the front edge of the shift column to clear her pubic bone - as Gepetto operated the lift. We tilted her pelvis a bit as though she was thrusting to give the shift column as much room as possible and with the three of us pulling Gepetto operated the lift and lifted her off on the first try! Once I saw the shifter was out from behind her pelvis we stopped pulling and I bent her over so as she was lifted off she wouldn’t be mashed against the roof of the cabin.

The good news: I had called Chuck, a male Gyn at the clinic and Taryn’s boyfriend, and he was waiting for us to bring Dani in to see how badly she was hurt. It turned out she was just painfully scraped where she had repeatedly tried to pull herself off so she wasn’t seriously injured. She is on pain meds for a few days and is supposed to have no penetrative sex for two weeks but I don’t think that will happen. And the gear shifter itself was well protected by the balloon she used as a condom.

The bad news is that having the gearbox, console and leather in the car cleaned is going to be very expensive and her dad doesn’t know yet if the car will have to be sent back to the factory for cleaning and for leather replacement. I was surprised that her parents weren’t more upset than they were. I think they were just relieved she was ok. Her mom smiled and said Dani’s incident reminded her of the time she slipped while masturbating with the floor shift of an antique ford and the only thing that saved her was being able to catch herself on the steering wheel and dash board. Her dad said he would have liked to see that. I didn’t ask if he was talking about Dani or his wife.