Breeding diaphragms and ‘death rubber’

A Milex Wide Seal Omniflex often used as a gas-guard

A ‘Death Rubber’ Omniflex & Chi: Chi: the bodies vital life force a portion of which is left contained in objects the owner was wearing when s/he died. I’m CD3 and bleeding heavily today so I have a diaphragm inserted for flow control and contraceptive protection, though with my 28 day cycles it is very unlikely that I would become fertile during my menses. Recently a German reader has been searching this blog with the term ‘death rubber’ which is the reason I mention that the Omniflex I’m wearing I got when I pulled it out of an escort trainee who died during training encounter in Adolph’s deep water training facility, ‘the well’. She was a 23 y/o Dutch escort and friend of a French Dom who had sent her to Adolph’s facility for proficiency training in underwater intercourse below 30 meters. She apparently had an adverse event of some sort, possibly a blood clot or a nitrogen bubble to her brain during her second extended 30 meter dive of the day. She was over her nitrogen loading limit and was also on Yaz and was a smoker. She was dead by the time she reached the surface. I was at Adolph’s for dinner with him and her as well as another student in the same course and Adolph, knowing my interest in rubber clothing and equipment women were wearing when they died during sex, hence the term ‘death rubber’, suggested I remove and keep her gas-guard, which he knew was my size, for my collection and personal use. I love wearing a diaphragm another woman died while wearing! I can feel her Chi still trapped in the rubber which I feel enhances my strength, confidence and eroticism. Additionally, when I wear a death rubber diaphragm during my period I think I have less cramping and am in a better mood.

Cyndi’s first death rubber: When Cyndi accompanies me on cleanup projects she has second pick (I have first) of any clothing and equipment the dead women are wearing. She had taken pointe shoes one girl had been wearing and a dildo that another had inserted when she was drowned during a solo underwater masturbation session, but until this past week she had never found a death rubber diaphragm/gas-guard that was her size. What she imagined would be a triumphal moment pulling a dead woman’s most intimate possession out of the body and inserting it in her own vagina, turned out to be bittersweet because the dead woman had been one of her best friends.

It happened at Splash, Adolph’s private swim club, where Cyndi has an after-school job as a Red Door qualified Towel-Girl. Her mentor, a 28 y/o blond Swede who has been at Splash since it opened and had guided Cyndi through the intricacies of Towel-Girl competitiveness for advancement and the best clients was with a client in an encounter suite where they were having dry-SCUBA sex. That’s where the couples is both in latex fetish dive gear and wear regulation OTS FFM dive gear and breathe compressed gas from regular scuba tanks mounted on a tank trolley next to the bed.

What happened was that a nearly empty tank was left on or exchanged for a tank on the trolley and Inga connected her mask to that tank. Since the Towel Girls are responsible for ensuring that they and their clients are breathing the correct gas mix and from full tanks at the start of the encounter it’s hard to understand how Inga with her years of experience could have made such a serious mistake. She was on her hands and knees, her client opened her relief zipper and entered her from the rear, taking her doggie style, and the security videos don’t show her making any attempt to stop the encounter or remove her mask. Since they were not underwater there was no tell-tale bubble stream to watch so that security could tell she was still breathing. She just quivered and moaned as though she was enjoying his getting to her G-spot so the first time anyone knew she was in trouble was when the client came in her and withdrew taking his hands off her hips and she toppled over. There was an ambient breathing valve on her mask so if she was having a problem breathing off the tank she could have opened the valve and been fine. So it seems to me she must have been mentally incapacitated in some way otherwise she would have opened her ABV. I suppose the good news is that a client didn’t die.

The tragedy of Inga’s death had at least one small bright spot in that while Cyndi was helping strip her mentor’s body of the fetish dive gear and breathing equipment she also pulled out Inga’s Omniflex and swapped diaphragms. Since the Towel-Girl uniform is thong bikinis she quickly removed her own diaphragm and inserted Inga’s then stuffed her own back in Inga’s body. Since the diaphragms at Splash don’t have RFID chips in them there is no way to tell the swap was made other than by DNA. The switch was accomplished while everyone else was distracted righting the tank trolley that had tipped over when someone tripped on a hose. Inga had given Cyndi one of her old discolored Omniflex Ds so she knew it would be the right size. She told me that to have an Omniflex she pulled from her friend who died while wearing it during sex and while her body was still warm and with the client’s seed dripping from it was just awesome, in a really sad way!

Cyndi is so pleased that she can feel her mentor’s Chi coursing through her 17 y/o body while she has her death rubber protecting her cervix. Since she has a GyneFix IUD implanted Cyndi has no need of a diaphragm for birth control, but does use it for sex when she is menstrual and as a gas-guard when she is likely to have dive-sex, which means it is continuously worn when she is at Splash. And of course she will wear it for dive-sex in the cove when we go to Virgin Gorda.

Breeding diaphragms: Since there has been an increase in the number of men asking for breeding encounters with our escorts I’ve started training the girls to use a ‘breeding diaphragm’. For rape fantasies I take a different approach when providing contraceptive protection that ‘accidentally’ fails. Rather than sabotage my partner’s condoms which they hate wearing anyway I wear what I call a breeding diaphragm. A breeding diaphragm is one that is two sizes smaller than the size the woman should wear for it to be effectively used for contraception. And it is worn ‘dry’, that is w/o spermicide in the dome. I’ve found the type diaphragms that work best are an Ortho All-Flex (arcing spring) or a Milex Omniflex (coil spring) rim styles

When a woman has a diaphragm inserted that is considerably smaller than her correct size it is much easier for her partner/attacker/fantasist to under-thrust the rim with his penis and plant his seed under or in the dome so that when he withdraws the rim will reseal on the anterior wall of her vagina trapping almost all of his semen inside the dome where the tip of her cervix is submerged in a pool of semen while she sleeps. Or if the couple is into bondage and the woman is tied down and gagged during the encounter an additional advantage of using a diaphragm during a rape/breeding encounter is that it can be pulled out by her attacker and shoved in her mouth as a gag.

Ideally an Ortho All-Flex is the best breeder because the rim is the easiest to under-thrust. However, the smallest size All-Flex is a 65mm and some adult women might take a 60mm in a breeder so they would need an Omniflex which makes a 60mm in a coil spring rim.

Someone unfamiliar with cervical barriers might ask why not use a cervical cap, such as FemCap for breeding? The answer is that while an improperly sized FemCap can be displaced off the cervix with a thrusting penis it may fill with semen, but it is very unlikely to reseat itself on the cervix after withdrawal. And a diaphragm rather than a FemCap is far safer for the woman since a FemCap if pulled out and used as a gag can easily be lodged in the woman’s throat and her partner, with his mind elsewhere, may think she is squirming in ecstasy when in fact she is being asphyxiated, especially if she has been penetrated from the rear, taken doggie style, where he can’t see her face.

Personal protection during breeding/rape fantasy encounters: Of course our escorts have IUDs inserted or are on long acting hormonal birth control, but for me during a rape fantasy I 'double bag' and wear an Oves cap screwed down tight on my cervix under my diaphragm so when my ‘attacker’ under-thrusts the rim and shoots his wad or pulls my D out and stuffs it in my mouth I’m still well protected. Of course, when I’m having my period (as I am now) I can’t safely do rape fantasies and so if I’m with a man I know to be mischievous I wear a Reflexions flat spring so it’s nearly impossible for a him to under-thrust the rim.

A rape fantasy insemination Pt II

A Lorelei guest on a dive outing to Lake Mead

The Photo: The Lorelei’s insemination guest encased in a Hunter Gates Pro-AM 1050 Drysuit on a dive outing to Lake Mead. The suit and Interspiro FFM were borrowed from the selection at The Lorelei since she didn’t bring a drysuit and didn’t want to have to clean her FFM after diving the lake.

Baby sitting: I’ve ended up showing Jacques’ Lichtenstein insemination princess around the area while she isn’t busy with Jacques. It’s ironic how I’m trying my best to keep from becoming preggers by that beautiful man from him planting his seed in me and she is here trying to conceive by the same man! Go figure! I’ve sort of rationalized him fucking her by telling myself it’s his job. He is good at it and has fun making a living that way so I’m happy for him, and I do have him to myself most of the time. For purposes of writing about her I’ll call her “Semeni.”

Semeni’s rape: I watched from the voyeur viewing room (behind the mirrored glass wall in the ballet studio) the other day when they had their first rape encounter. She was in a black latex Rubber 55 catsuit, gloves, hood and black satin Repetto La Carlotta toe-shoes. She looked lovely and as though she just might be able to defend herself. Jacques looked so virile wearing his oiled Lash Leathers and rubber soled steel toed boots as he watched her warm up at the barre. The scenario was that he was a drifter who had found his way inside The Lorelei (it’s impossible for a stranger to get through three levels of security) and has a thing for lithe dancers so when he opened the studio door and found her at the barre he immediately came on to her. She watched him approach and went up onto her toes so she would appear taller. She is 6’2” en pointe so with Jacques at 6’4” she could almost look him in the eye.

He tried to touch her hand and she pulled it away, but didn’t back up and he moved further into her space. Her feet were in second position and she saw his eyes drop to her exposed crotch so she tried to close her feet into sous-sus - fifth position sur les pointes - but he was quicker and she found his hand between her legs as her thighs came together pushing his thumb deeper into the soft flesh of her vulva. She gasped and slapped him which rocked his head, but didn’t move him back an inch. She opened her legs again to try to pull his hand out of her crotch and tried to knee him but he turned and deflected her knee which bounced off his thigh. By then she was tilted at an angle against the barre and grabbed the barre to steady herself while trying to pound his chest with a balled up fist or slapping him with an open palm. At that point she had been struggling for about four minutes when he hit her in the solar plexus with his fist knocking the wind out of her and she collapsed back against the barre.

Forced entry: While she was winded he pulled down her crotch zipper inserted his fingers and ripped the crotch of her catsuit. By the time she could breathe again he had spun her around and opened her back zipper pulling it down mid way then pulled the rubber catsuit off her shoulders and down around her upper arms pinning her arms to her sides. He was very fast and except for her legs she was immobilized in seconds. She was so rubber legged that she couldn’t stand much less use her legs to defend her self so he just draped her over the barre and checked her for lube – I could see her FCM glistening on his fingers and her labia so I knew she was ready to be penetrated. I watched fascinated as he unzipped the crotch of his Lash Leathers folded back the protective tongue and eased himself out of his cup. He was already massively erect and dripping pre-cum as he spread her labia and positioned his tip at the entrance to her vagina and pushed. I could tell from the angle at which he entered her that with a single powerful stroke he had under-thrust her diaphragm and penetrated her fully as her eyes went wide in amazement and she moaned. Then she gasped and screamed when his glans rammed the soft open tissue of her ripe cervix. She squirmed trying to adjust her hips and pull herself off the barre, but Jacques kept pushing her back down. By that time her feet were in second again and her chest was resting on the folds of her rubber suit that were between the barre and her breasts.

Semeni’s orgasms: Jacques was holding on to her rubber sheathed hips and driving his shaft into her lifting her off her platforms at the maximum depth of his thrusts and I could hear the thud as the flesh of their pelvises smacked together and she screamed every time he rammed her cervix. I was waiting for it and just like I told her both shanks of her Repetto pointes shattered. They broke the third time he dropped her onto he toes as he withdrew and she sank even further into her shoes decreasing whatever little control she had over how her hips were positioned. I was sitting just on the other side of the mirror and her latex hooded head was within a foot of the mirror so I got to watch her facial expression and the saliva and snot drain from her mouth and nose to pool on the Marley beneath her as Jacques had his way with her.

About the time her shanks broke Jacques hit his stride, found her G-spot and took her to a shuddering, moaning, screaming orgasm. But that wasn’t the end of their encounter. He kept pounding her cervix and her screams became louder and more plaintive and then suddenly the tenor of her screams changed and I knew she had passed her pain thresholds and was about to have a cervical orgasm. I had never seen another woman be taken to a cervical orgasm before and her face was dripping sweat snot was bubbling from her nostrils and her body wasn’t just quivering she was shaking violently and then she began a long high pitched scream as he tipped her over the edge into a cervical orgasm. He finished inside her just before she fainted. Jacques told me later that Semeni has very strong muscle contractions when she orgasms, though, he was quick to point out that they were not nearly as strong as mine.

He stayed inside her for a few minutes as she regained consciousness and they both tried to catch their breaths. Then he withdrew, he was still erect (I love his ability to do that) and inserted his fingers in her vagina to ensure the rim of her diaphragm was back against the anterior wall to make sure it would fit in her pubic notch when her vagina returned to its unaroused state. He helped her to strip out of her ruined catsuit and she helped him out of his Lash leathers, then he took her immediately to bed for a post coitial nap while his little swimmers made their way into her tubes. He said later that he was pleased she didn’t try to claw him with her nails and she had actually become affectionate. When I saw her in a bikini as we were dressing in our thermal undies and drysuits during our dive trip to Lake Mead the next morning there were no bruises on her body even from the blow to her solar plexus that subdued her so I was pleased to see that Jacques can defeat a woman w/o seriously harming or marking her.

Rivals: Semeni told me during our dive trip that she really enjoyed being overpowered by Jacques. And she is looking forward to fighting him again. She really is in very good physical condition and was just a bit sore from their encounter. She doesn’t know he is my primary lover and I think I hid my emotions well. She was asking what it was like to be taken by Jacques underwater. I was trying to be objective and let her know how much fun Jacques is w/o coming off as possessive though from the looks she gave me I think she might suspect he is more than a work associate to me. This was the first time she had been with a man as well endowed as he is or experienced a cervical orgasm and she is hoping for more though as everyone says about cervical orgasms getting past the initial pain is a real test.

In all honesty I did think how easy it would be to drown her in an unfortunate diving accident, while the two of us were diving by ourselves. It would have been easy to put something to cause nausea in her sports drink that we use to stay well hydrated while diving then take her out into deep water and go down to 60 or 80 feet where the pressure starts to disorient some divers on regular gas and when she vomits in her FFM she could easily panic especially after I crimp the hose to her suit inflation valve. Then she would only be able to release air from her suit not increase buoyancy to reach the surface and drown before I could help her get to the surface. My psychiatrist thinks my mood swings will stabilize as soon as Semeni returns to Europe.

Rape as a breeding fantasy

Between takes on an early spring photo shoot

The photo: For a few days last week the early mornings were cool here (in the mid 50s) and great weather for wearing latex outdoors, then by noon the temperature was in the 80s and perfect for an early spring photo shoot in swimsuits. The model is wearing a ‘bondage suit’ that the wearer can tie herself into that is mainstream enough to wear in a family setting while exciting bondage lovers with the cords across her back binding her into her suit. I discourage my dancers from wearing that sort of suit as the tan lines show when they wear scanty costumes. It is much better if they wear pasties and a Penetrator, or a similar pelvic plug while tanning which keeps the strategic areas protected from the sun and the male gaze while allowing a lovely uniform tan across the expanses of skin that show in even the smallest costumes.

A rape impregnation fantasy: [Rape: “Having sexual intercourse with a woman or girl forcibly and with out her consent.”] The first of the insemination getaway package guest has arrived at The Lorelei for her six day stay. Her check in was very quickly accomplished as almost all had been done several days ago on-line and her Vuitton wardrobe trunks were sent directly to her suite and unpacked by experienced escort submissives. Adolph uses young female escorts as servants for this service as they are knowledgeable about the desires and needs of clients and if the client needs girl-girl comforting the escort is ready to provide any desired intimate services. The guest is a 27 y/o 125 lb 5’8” brunette from a major banking family in Lichtenstein with royal blood in their veins. She has been a serious ballet student for nearly 20 years and intends to work ballet into her fantasy. It’s not surprising that so many women from western European wealth have ballet as their exercise – it is seen as an elitist art - to keep in excellent physical condition by continuing their training at least three times a week.

She came to The Lorelei intending to fight off the man who is to inseminate her so that if he overwhelms her defenses and she conceives she can rationalize her condition as the result of being raped. In her mind this somehow absolves her of any guilt in having a man other than her husband impregnate her. It also gives her the experience of being sexually dominated by a man after a fight which I’m willing to bet she is looking forward to. She knows that her strict Catholic background will not permit her to abort the fetus even when it is the result of rape and so she is obliged to pretend it is her husbands. Jacques who will impregnate her has the same blood group as her husband even though DNA analysis would easily show that the child is not her husbands. She is confident that her husband will believe anything she tells him and so once pregnant she is safe. Her plan doesn’t withstand rational scrutiny as it is full of wishful thinking and rationalizations, but in her mind it is a plan that meets her spiritual and physical needs and for her that is what counts.

The Breeding Suite: Before she arrived Adolph had given me a tour of the ‘breeding suite’ as he calls it. There is a bedroom, sitting room, a 600 sq ft ballet studio and on the level below is a 20 ft deep encounter pool with a dressing room and storage for SCUBA gear as well as surface fed diving equipment. Adolph is proud of the fact that one entire mirrored glass wall of the ballet studio is one-way glass behind which is a control and viewing room so that the 8 video cams can be operated from there and trainers as well as voyeurs can watch and listen to the activity in the studio.

The plan is to neither offer videos to breeding clients nor sell them through Taryn’s adult media organization as he sees the video records strictly as insurance in case the unexpected happens and a client is unhappy and contemplates going public, or worse. The pool also has an 8 video cam arrangement and the individual views appear on 8 separate HD screens and any one can be switched to a master screen to view the pool or studio action on a screen covering most of one wall. Access to the viewing and video area is by a separate corridor in the restricted section of the facility where I need my cervical barrier ID chip as well as a biometric scan to get into that area.

Right away I knew where I intend to be when Jacques is with this client because I’ve never watched him having sex with any woman much less intentionally ‘baby dancing’ with a client and I have longed to watch him in action. God knows in the time we have been together he has probably taken me far more than a hundred times, but I want to watch him perform taking another woman to orgasm and then filling her with his seed while I masturbate. As far as I know all his breeding encounters have occurred in Europe so I’ve really never had the chance to watch him at work and this opportunity is just too good to pass up! I suppose having Jacques as my main squeeze is the longest I’ve ever been with one man, well sort of, since we met in November of 2009. That’s 16 months a lifetime for me having a single main squeeze, but as readers know both Jacques and I are serially monogamous so we have an open relationship which suits me since I think being truly monogamous is probably not in my genes.

Her fitting: I performed her pelvic exam and fitted her with an Ortho All-Flex silicone diaphragm. Her correct size for contraception is 75 mm but since she is here to conceive I gave her a 65 mm that is to be worn ‘dry’, w/o spermicide in the dome, so Jacques could easily under-thrust the rim. She has excellent nulliparous muscle tone so the 65 mm should be held securely in place by her muscles, rather like a Dumas or vault cap. A diaphragm that small can be felt and uncomfortable for the male partner striking the anterior rim during vanilla recreational sex, particularly if he is taking his partner from behind, but Jacques knows that and he isn’t having vanilla sex he is being paid to impregnate her so for the next 6 days he will be under the rim and inside the dome lubricated by her FCM and thrusting skin-on-skin into her G-spot and her ripe cervix.

Her fantasy: The thing about this first client that worries both Jacques and me is that she wants to be inseminated as part of a rape fantasy with no safe words and she said she intended to fight her rapist and wants to be overpowered. Usually with the rape fantasies that I’ve participated in (as the victim) or watched, or the ones I’ve read about there was a large element of role-play with the recognition that if things got out of hand it could get nasty so the participants had safe words which if uttered would stop the fantasy. With no safe words and a woman determined to struggle unless Jacques decides on his own to stop at some point if things seemed to be going badly this isn’t going to be a fantasy, it would be rape pure and simple, though – possibly – with the aggressor being the woman.

His & Her costumes: The guest chose to wear a black Rubber 55 latex (back entry) catsuit, an open face matching hood and gloves and black Satin Repetto La Carlotta pointes. I tried to get her to switch to Gaynor pointes saying that the shanks of her Carlottas wouldn’t last during an intense ballet-sex encounter, but she wouldn’t listen and insisted on her Repettos, though I did get her fitted in Gaynors with sueded platforms so I will have them as a fallback option if needed. Tanaquil had visited her at the family castle in Lichtenstein and measured her for the catsuits (she bought 6 of them) which is why they fit her perfectly. Jacques had a good look at her fingernails and while they are short he thought they are not short enough to prevent her nails from puncturing the tips of her latex gloves and clawing him with her nails.

Jacques had considered that possibility when he was told she intended to fight so had been fitted with a new set of Gepetto’s best black Lash Leathers designed for protection during fighting with bull whips. His other set were too large as he had been fitted when he came to Vegas more than a year ago and lost weight while training with Anya who taught him to fight, or at least protect himself, with a whip. Although he planned to use the leathers for protection he still needed to be able to penetrate the client so he had the crotch modified so it could be unzipped and a protective leather tongue folded back out of the way allowing him to have skin-on-skin contact between his pelvis and hers. He also knew about how she prepared her pointes darning the edges of the platforms to give her better traction and a more stable base on which to balance. The darning also provides a textured edge that will rip flesh if he is hit by a glancing blow from the platform of her pointe. So a modified set of Lash Leathers was just what he needed to protect against slashing fingernails and the ripping of skin from roughened platforms.

Studio orientation: As I mentioned I had already become involved with the client, fitting her with her All-Flex and giving her advice about which pointe shoes to wear, which she didn’t take, so when both Adolph and Jacques asked me to take her through a pointe class in the Breeding Suites studio and check out her diving equipment and skills and explain the basics dive-sex from a woman’s perspective I agreed. In the studio I had her warm up at the barre that runs the length of the full mirrored wall and suggested she could use it for support. That way she could look to her right or left and watch herself being raped, or made love to depending on your point of view. And Jacques will guide her to that wall also if she forgets because he uses the barre in his encounters as it gives his partner something to hold on to, to steady herself or to drape her over if she faints which he says is common during his encounters. I can testify to the truth of that. It took me about three months of steadily being drilled by him before I could retain enough control that I could prevent myself from fainting while he was giving me a G-spot or cervical orgasm.

She was good on her toes and her Carlottas fit her perfectly. I tested her stamina and after she was en pointe for a minute or two she began to tire and sink into her shoes and put strain on the shanks. When I saw she was beginning to tire I stopped the class and again suggested she switch to Gaynors because I could see that the shanks of her Repettos were probably going to break when Jacques lifted her off the floor with a powerful thrust while taking her from behind and dropped her onto her platforms when he withdrew. She again refused.

Pool orientation: From the studio we moved to the pool. She had brought her Interspiro FFM and regulator with which she had trained so I watched while she connected the regulator and I used my Nitrox compatible Ocean Reef Raptor FFM though we were breathing regular (21% O2) air from 80 cu ft aluminum tanks. I had her insert her All-flex before she put on her SCUBA set which gave me an opportunity to show her how to adjust the crotch of her latex encasement suit to make sure the lower end of the zipper that opened the crotch was positioned properly to allow underwater penetration. I gave her a pair of neutral buoyancy silicone rubber pool-pointes to wear to extend the line of her legs and showed her how to insert and apply DiveGel with the prefilled 10 ml applicators. Once we were in the pool we equalized quickly and sank to the bottom where I showed her how to tether herself to the bottom with ankle leashes and then inflate her buoyancy compensator to hold her snuggly against the leashes with her legs spread. I also had her use a silicone dildo to get the feel of penetrative sex underwater and had her insert a prefilled DiveGel applicator and apply more lube before she took herself to a G-spot orgasm with the vibrating tip. She did well with her pool orientation so she seemed to be ready but each encounter is different so you never know for sure how it will go until it’s over.

We had a discussion about her using DiveGel while being raped during dive-sex. She said she wanted to use only her natural lube which is fine when she is producing FCM and having surface sex, but during sex underwater a woman’s natural lube is quickly washed away. Then the man’s penis becomes a piston moving in and out while gripped by very delicate and unlubricated vaginal tissues and the woman’s vagina quickly becomes raw. Since she wants to be ‘raped’ for the entire 6 days of her stay I think she will probably decide it would be best to lubricate her underwater rape encounters with DiveGel rather than be put out of action the first time she has dive-sex.

A good question: Gigi asked me if it felt funny helping to prepare a woman to be impregnated by the man I sleep with as much as I can. I’ll admit I’m envious of her position, though I’m not sure why since I can have Jacques in exactly the same way at my place almost any time I want. Is that strange or what? I thought I was glad Adolph built this breeding facility so Jacques can work closer to home. Now I’m not so sure. The woman is nice enough, but in all honesty I’m uncomfortable, I wouldn’t call it being jealous, of the women, but the two of us being in the same town suddenly seems a bit too close, at least right now.

Tea Party’s Right Angle in NV - Pt II

Sharron Angle on Abortion: Never

POLITICAL CORRECTION
A Project of Media Matters Action Network
June 29, 2010 12:39 pm ET — Walid Zafar

Angle Rejects Abortion For Rape Victims: "Sometimes God Has A Plan"

U.S. Senate nominee Sharron Angle (R-NV) has been trying to steer clear of unfriendly media in the hopes that her extreme views don't imperil her chances of getting to Washington. As the New York Times reports:

In a state where reporters say they can knock at the Governor's Mansion and say hello, people are wondering whether Ms. Angle's "no comments" - except to friendly radio hosts - are indicative of something bigger. The reporters said they suspect that Ms. Angle, who has said that the Environmental Protection Agency should be eliminated and that Social Security should be "transitioned out," is afraid of running into the same interview buzz saw as Rand Paul's Senate campaign did in Kentucky.

The problem is not so much with the media but with Angle's philosophy. She can avoid media outlets all she wants, but ultimately, her antiquated and extremist understanding of how society should operate will be exposed — one way or another.

Angle was recently asked by Bill Manders, a conservative talk radio personality in Reno, if her anti-choice position also meant that she opposed abortion in cases of rape and incest. Angle replied that she was against abortion in all circumstances, adding that whatever happened to a woman that would compel her to seek an abortion, "God has a plan and a purpose for each one of our lives."

Manders: Is there any reason at all for an abortion?

Angle: Not in my book.

Manders: So, in other words, rape and incest would not be something?

Angle: You know, I'm a Christian and I believe that God has a plan and a purpose for each one of our lives and that he can intercede in all kinds of situations and we need to have a little faith in many things.

Personal Comment: One can only hope that Nevadans are not ready for our state to be represented in the US Senate or elsewhere nationally by the likes of this far-right wing-nut.

Cara & Gigi are Kitted out

Day dreaming while changing into dry shoes

Cara becomes involved: Returning readers will remember Cara, Pirate’s niece, the 24 y/o Ph D candidate in Psychology at Harvard who is here to learn first hand some of the joys and problems of professional escorts for her doctorial thesis. [She first appeared in my blog on 12-09-09 and has settled in well.] She has asked to accompany me on some clean-up operations to see what sometimes happens to escorts if an encounter goes badly. I think it’s great that she wants to see how even the most beautiful and skilled women can be brutalizes and butchered when things go wrong. That way she gets to see the whole picture for herself, that it’s not all great sex, meals in fancy restaurants and attending parties as arm candy. To prepare for coming with Taryn and me I had her fitted for a gas and liquids proof encasement suit and soft latex boots with gripper soles for walking around on messy and slippery floors. Gepetto makes our BioGard suits, hoods, gloves and boots and we usually wear Mestel 400 gasmasks so I had Cara fitted for a Mestel as well. As things have gone recently we are overdue for a call to do a clean up

Gigi: I just took 16 y/o Gigi, Jacques first biological daughter who entered St Lucy’s for the spring semester, to be fitted for a gas guard and a Penetrator plug. She already wears Freed Studios pointes which fit well enough so there is no reason to change them for now. Since her mom was one of Tanaquil’s ‘toe-girls she has had Gigi taking ballet since she was four y/o and pointe since she was ten, so after six years of pointe three hours a day four days a week she has excellent pointe technique and is very strong. Chuck, the male Gyn at our clinic fit her with a 60 mm Semina transparent silicone diaphragm as a gas guard. Gigi is already an accomplished SCUBA diver – her family has a place at saint Tropez - so she looking forward to learning dive-sex techniques which Cyndi has already been telling her about.

Gigi is menstrual: Fortunately she has very regular cycles and comfortable menses so there is no need for her to medicate. The GyneFix she has been wearing for a year she adjusted to after several cycles and it hasn’t caused her periods to be heavier so she is very pleased with the level of comfort and protection her mini-GyneFix has provided. I’ve shown her how to use her Semina diaphragm for flow control while having sex. She has used a Diva Cup successfully but of course that has to be removed for penetrative sex. So today she has been practicing with Robin who will be her orientation partner.

She wasn’t supposed to have sex with any man other than Robin until he has taken her through the St Lucy’s terms and conditions for taking my Advances Sexual Techniques class. However, one of Cyndi’s roommate’s older brother was visiting and was horny for sex in the red sea – his GF at UNLV is on the pill and hardly bleeds at all during her pill period - and when he heard Gigi was menstrual he “persuaded” her to let him take her in a corner of the common room against the barre and he took her from behind. She slipped into 3” heels so she was a good match for his height. Unfortunately, when he gave her a vaginal (G-spot) orgasm her vaginal muscle contractions were so strong that when he thrust into one of her contractions he tore his frenulum so he was in great pain and passing a lot of blood. Cyndi came in after the guy had given Gigi her orgasm, had hurt himself and was struggling to pull himself free. She thought it was just Gigi’s flow leaking around her Semina until she saw the guy’s face twisted in pain and tears running down his cheeks and he was cursing and calling her a ‘man-eater’. Gigi knew what had happened, because she had had the same problem with young uncircumcised French men and knew right away she had unintentionally injured him. Though later she told me he said he was ‘looking for ‘tight French pussy’ and she hoped she hadn’t disappointed him. I love her dry sense of humor! Cyndi and Gigi packed his penis in ice and dropped him off at a nearby ER.

Male protection: Gigi isn’t in trouble over his injury because she told him before he penetrated her that she was new to St Lucy’s and hadn’t finished orientation and shouldn’t have sex. St Lucy’s believes that, in the spirit of full disclosure, girls with very strong vaginal muscles, should warn their partner’s that it might be safer for them to wear condoms because of the strength of their ‘vaginal grip’ if the boy is concerned about the possibility that he might tear. Because of the significant strengthening of vaginal muscles from pointework all the St Lucy’s girls taking pointe are given a supply of polyurethane, Lambskin and FC2 condoms (because those male condoms can’t be burst – but they can be pulled off) to carry in their purses or dancebags in case a partner asks for protection. However, few men ask even to use an FC2 because it would appear that he was afraid of what a ‘mere girl’ could do to his manhood and that’s a psychological bridge most men are not prepared to cross even at the risk of a debilitating injury.

Raped: He was very insistent and would not take no for an answer, so rather than struggle with a man 6 years older and 70 pounds heavier than she, she decided to let him have his way and see if he enjoyed what he was so adamant about getting. When I heard about her encounter the saying ‘be careful what you wish for’ came immediately to mind. She could charge him with rape but Gigi feels he probably is suffering enough and she has become the talk of the dorm for the strength of her vaginal grip and injuring a rapist. The students are trying to keep the incident quiet but the administration will almost certainly hear of it if he files an insurance claim saying the injury occurred at St Lucy’s.

Getting kitting out at Gepetto’s: I also took Gigi to Gepettos. She was measured for two latex encasement suits. One in heavy black rubber and one transparent body condom, and a pair of Pleasure boots. All for her limited introduction into the fetish scene here in the valley. Fortunately she is of age (16 is the age of consent in Nevada) so we don’t have to worry about the gray area of parental consent for under age sexual training.

Reproductive tract protection and RFID: I’ve covered this before but since both Cara and Gigi are new to Vegas I’ll mention it again. All women entering St Lucy’s as well as our casino’s Escort candidate training have RFID chips attached to their gas guards this is so that when they enter a location where gas guards are required - the pool area or the fetish training studios - the chip readers will only allow them entry if they are wearing their cervical protection. This helps the women remember to insert before leaving their dorm or dressing room to avoid the embarrassment of being publicly stopped. After a week or two it becomes second nature for a woman to insert her gas guard before leaving her dorm or apartment.

Gas masks, anesthetics and vulnerability

A gas mask girl sealing her mask

Gas mask girls and anesthetics: It’s the start of the Fall Fetish parties here as the nights begin to cool off, a bit. For the major events there are valet parking girls in latex, ballet-boots and gas masks to set the mood as guests arrive. Gas mask girls - mainly college students working as valet parkers - are a standard part of a festive private fetish event and there had been no problem with that until late last year when an 19 y/o was raped at the far end of an estate parking area about 1:00 AM. She was wearing a mask w/o a filter canister and chloroform was sprayed into her masks canister fitting. She remembered a man in latex (like all the other guests) approached her and held up his hand as she finished moving a guest’s car. She smelled something cloyingly sweet and then nothing until she awoke with a headache, sore pelvis and vagina and the crotch zipper of her latex suit open. She took Plan B and she didn’t get pregnant or an STI so that was good, but they never caught the guy.

Filter vulnerability: The trouble has started again this year and again it involves girls wearing masks w/o filters. Filter canisters aren’t used by valet parking because they are an additional expense but mainly because the masks are sweltering even w/o a filter but are far hotter when a filter is attached, so it’s a matter of relative comfort. There have been two instances so far, The first one using chloroform like last year that involved nothing more serious than rape though that’s traumatic enough for the girl, even if she was multitasking at the time to earn a bit more on the side. In the second incident ethyl ether was used with tragic consequences. No one is sure if it was an accident or if the girl recognized her attacker and he did it on purpose but somehow the ether fumes in her mask caught fire. He must have sprayed enough inside so that there were small pools of liquid because rather than a single flash over in seconds the fumes and rubber inside of her mask burned with a blue flame for several minutes. That was long enough to melt the mask onto her face and globs of flaming rubber from the mask dropped onto her chest and briefly caught the front of he latex suit on fire. She must have been dead within seconds of the ether igniting as she breathed the fire into her lungs. The stench of burnt flesh and rubber was overpowering, even after I had put Vicks vapor rub in my nostrils before I went to take a look at her ahead of the EMTs arriving. There was no need for the EMT to rush, she was very dead and as with all the others her crotch zipper was open.

Missing ID: I pulled on a latex glove and checked and the diaphragm she was supposed to be wearing – it had an RFID chip in it identifying her as an employee of the party services/catering Co. – was missing which suggested to me that it was either taken as a memento or that her attacker was a woman (even though the girl appeared to have semen inside her) who had intended to wear the diaphragm with the ID chip to crash the party. Chloroform is not flammable but ethyl ether is an extreme fire hazard so we are all wondering if the guy just ran out of chloroform and will switch back or if ether will be his anesthetic of choice in future attacks. I think it’s also possible that this last incident involved a different perp since ether was used and the victim’s ID was missing neither of which had happened in earlier instances of similar attacks.