Sex as a competitive skill

Relief zipper detail on a 2 mm latex fetishwear wetsuit

The Photo: Posing in a black latex wetsuit in the desert can be a grueling assignment. It was in the mid 80s when this photoshoot was held and the model was being hosed down with chilled water every few minutes to keep her from fainting. In this photo she was steadying herself while feeling nauseous. She said it was bad sushi from the night before, but I doubted that was her problem. When she got back to the casino I suggested she test for hCG as she just had that look about her. I’m pretty good at guessing because I’ve seen so many totally unexpected pregnancies. Some women glow, others of us have that doe-in-the-headlights look, like WTF happened? She tested positive.

She didn’t know how far along she was because she is on LoSeasonique (levonorgestrel/ethinyl estradiol and ethinyl estradiol) tablets that provide an oral contraceptive regimen of 84 orange tablets each containing 0.1 mg of the progestin levonorgestrel and 20 mcg of the estrogen ethinyl estradiol, followed by 7 yellow tablets each containing 10 mcg of ethinyl estradiol. Since the user takes 84 active pills in a row and she was near the end of her active pills she hadn’t had a pill-period in several months. I asked her how good she was about taking her pills and she said she had been taking them on time. I asked about other meds she had been taking and she had been given Azithromycin for a sinus infection about six weeks ago so the antibiotic probably decreased the effectiveness of her pills. I’m guessing that she was probably less than 8 weeks preggers.

She was adamant, insisting on having an immediate abortion. She is a clinical psychology grad-student at UNLV and needs the money she gets from fetish modeling to pay for school. She didn’t want to take Mifeprex because a friend had had a bad time with it and had to have a vacuum extraction afterward to remove the remaining fetal tissue. So she wanted to have a menstrual extraction and be done with it in an hour or so rather than having to deal over an interval of days with Mifeprex which might or might not work. Since she is a friend of Anya’s I got her a slot on the ME schedule at our clinic for the next morning. Anya went with her and the procedure went well with no complications. Her Gyn hardly had to dilate her cervix at all to insert the cannula so she was pleased about that. She was given ten days of an antibiotic and told not to have penetrative sex for two weeks and to use condoms or another effective barrier method for at least two weeks after taking the last dose of antibiotic while her hormonal protection was being reestablished. She tolerated the procedure well both physically and mentally and took 800 mg of Ibuprofen afterward and kept her afternoon appointment with another fetish photographer.

Jack on competitive sex: “I suppose if you see the world as a competition then it's a dog-eat-dog world and the rules of polite society won't apply. Your characters inhabit such a world of intense competition and see sex as warfare. Men find pleasure in inseminating women, not simply in even using them for a sexual thrill (bad enough). Some of these characters even use their partner's sexual needs and orgasm as a means to "destroy" them... quite literally. In this world the best sex is the riskiest sex where one can literally wake up dead from the encounter. This is an extreme fetish world laid over top of a "normal" desire for sexual pleasure where winning seems to be holding a place amongst the economic elite who have the time and means for such "perversion" and where they apparently feel compelled to distinguish themselves from the hoi polloi not only in their material possessions, but in the extreme fetishes. Fetish appears to be the sex of the elite and well heeled... pun intended… and the fantasies of anyone else who can't afford it... but has upwardly mobile aspirations. I tend to think that this extreme risk fetish sex is mostly fantasies of all classes and less the practice of a few elites.”

I agree that “extreme risk fetish sex is mostly fantasies of all classes” Even for some St Lucy’s girls with wealth and looks some of the techniques I familiarize them with during orientation are too risky and they don’t participate in those training sessions. Others love the idea of risky sex, the adrenaline makes the experiences that much more intense, and occasionally one who wants to participate can’t because she can’t stand that much excitement which causes seizures. Those are the ones who can turn bitter and become strong advocates of purely missionary sex for married couples and even then for procreation only. I do think that even responsible men - those who ensure that they and their partner(s) are using an effective method of birth control - subconsciously lust after getting the girl pregnant.

I’ve seen too many men, even the responsible ones, with that glint in their eyes as they pull out of me. This is especially true when I’m in a latex catsuit and they have penetrated me through my relief zipper. I think they feel they have already gotten to me through my protective rubber suit and as they stare at my hard flat latex sheathed belly and their semen draining from between my labia I can see the thought balloon over the guy’s head that says: “God, wouldn’t it be amazing if I’ve gotten past her birth control and put a bun in her oven!” Occasionally a certain man will become so emotionally involved he forgets where he is and will admit to feeling that way. That’s especially the case when I’m negotiating a business deal and he’s getting a piece of me. But then it’s more like: “Wouldn’t the bitch be surprised if I left a bun in her oven!” And that’s just vanilla sex.

“In this world the best sex is the riskiest sex where one can literally wake up dead from the encounter.” I’ll plead guilty to feeling that way! I don’t think there are too many women who feel the way I do about physically risky sex, (I do my best to avoid STIs) except perhaps Anya, and she can be even more extreme than I am at times. But every man who has ever been with her says she is an absolutely astonishing sexual talent!

“…winning seems to be holding a place amongst the economic elite who have the time and means for such "perversion" and where they apparently feel compelled to distinguish themselves from the hoi polloi not only in their material possessions, but in the extreme fetishes.”

Absolutely! Why not? My experience has been that one associates with people with whom there are like lifestyles and interests. It is true that the rich have more time and resources to devote to some sexual roads less traveled either because of the cost or risk or both. “Perversion?” Who is qualified to say what is ‘normal’ in sexual practices - excluding pedophilia of course which is totally aberrant and off limits. The general public has been so traumatized by its parents while children that many can’t touch themselves much less discuss their bodies and sexuality with others. Those of us who glory in our bodies and sexuality seek out others of like mind to play with. Occasionally there will be some breakage and a woman or more rarely a man will be killed, usually by accident because of their lack of attention to detail. On balance the thrills are worth the risks.

Jack on dressing for the hunt: “Dressing IS something we do for sending out a message. It a non verbal language we learn to use... men mostly as readers and women as readers and writers. Women are the seducers and men the seduced. Women typically get to choose who gets them, though when a male is understood to be a prize the tables can be turned and there messages becomes one of NOTICE ME and take me! When people go as unattached to a club, they are usually intending to leave attached - they are hunting for a suitable compatible partner. If you go to a square dance social you will have a hard time finding a fetish partner who is into kink. On the other hand if you go to a fetish club in a gas mask, others will read that message as this is a person who is into breath play... and so forth. We often hear of crazy sociopaths who prey on defenseless females and that a female advertising she is hunting for sex is more likely to attract one of these nutcases. She becomes an "easy mark". This has actually made people quite cautious in picking up someone for "anonymous" sex on the first encounter, though this certainly IS going on and IS a real thrill for many. Could this lead to a sort of defensive strategy where people understand that their love encounter could quickly turn into a struggle for their very survival? I suppose so when people are made increasingly aware of women getting killed in sex encounters with strangers... whether they are pick ups or paid clients. We can't know the real motives of partners we don't.... know. You play with fire, you are going to get burned... and this was understood long before kinky risky fetish encounter sex.”

I agree with a lot of what Jack said in the preceding paragraph. Anonymous sex can be hazardous to your health. Along a recently discovered fave dumping spot on Long Island four sets of human remains were discovered in December in the thick brush north of Ocean Parkway, in Suffolk County. In recent weeks, the remains of four more bodies turned up in Suffolk, along with human remains found in two places in the dunes along the same road in Nassau County. Is that ten people, so far? I guess a stretch of deserted shoreline is quicker and quieter than a wood chipper and quicklime pond. At least four were prostitutes. But I’m talking about up-market consensual, recreational, non-commercial sex… just for the thrill of it - as a hook to attract the interest of an eligible breeding partner. Not that a trust-fund beauty can’t be offed for the fun of it by a psychopath if she isn’t careful.

Some of the better clubs here try to help increase the level of STI protection by giving discounts to customers who can show a clean recently taken STI panel. That puts the players on record with a neutral third party and keeps down the number of posers. Gasmasks are ubiquitous at fetish clubs now to help hide ones identity because of their ready availability and wide selection in a price range where everyone can afford a gasmask of some kind and because they can be easily adapted with gags and rebreather bags for breathplay. Gasmasks can be very dangerous when worn by the unwary. All a man needs is piece of rubber – a dental dam or balloon – placed in the canister fitting to act as a diaphragm to block the opening into the woman’s mask when the canister is screwed down tight. Or, if no canister is available a 40 mm threaded blank to screw into the canister connector of a woman’s gasmask while her hands are tied behind her or zip-tied to ceiling pipes in a basement. Then she is easily suffocated if he isn’t paying very close attention

Fellatio, gags, gas masks and vaginal hooks

Model with a spider gag inserted

The Photo: This is such a great image with the saliva drooling out of the models mouth! And the ‘legs’ make the gag look a lot more dangerous than it really is. Adolph and his PR shop decided that this wasn’t the look that would attract sophisticated European women to The Lorelei. There is too much fear in the woman’s eyes to project languor and eroticism which is what he is selling. I think it is an image that appeals to the male slave-master and Adolph may use it if he advertises for Splash.

Gigi and other Towel Girls at splash already wear spider gags (which are premium items) and men will die for the opportunity to ejaculate down the throat of a young TG while she has a spider gag inserted. Actually one out-of-town client nearly did that several weeks ago when a local member sponsored him at Splash as a guest. He hadn’t been taking his heart pills while he had been playing the tables. He had been winning and was at splash with his sponsor to relax and spend some money on young girls so Gigi took him behind the Red Door and he had a heart attack while he was squirting semen down her throat. He is ok since the EMT techs on duty stabilized him and got him to the hospital very quickly. His wife was told that he was excited about winning at the tables. Gigi gave him the spider gag she was wearing as a souvenir.

Jack on ring gags and fellatio: “The ring gag shown will hardly accommodate most cocks (too small) and likely not feel especially good to those cocks passing through it. The concept is cute though... forcing the mouth open so that it must accept a cock. If the jaw cannot move and the lips can't suck, and play with the cock the experience is more a psychological one of using a mouth for a receptacle. Oral sex is often preferred because (wo)men have more skill and options of providing sensations with their mouths than their vaginas or anuses. Not all receptacles are created equally! Of course there is the tongue - vaginas, anuses and receptacles don't have articulating tongues. I doubt whether ring gag oral sex is actually practiced much. I think not. It makes for sexy photos. Like so much of fetish... sex is driven by fantasies which hardly match reality”.

My reply: Actually, there are different size gags. The size of the gag in the photo [For my entry of April 7, 2011 entitled The Spa at The Lorelei and Hoods] – like baby bear’s porridge - is just right for the couple using it. It’s wrapped with silicone tape and is used with a flavored water soluble lube so while it may appear snug for a well endowed stallion there are larger ones available. The model could have been posed with a much larger gag inserted, but keep in mind that pool of potential guests Adolph is targeting expect relative comfort at The Lorelei so an advert showing a model posed with a very large BDSM Ring Gag inserted just isn’t good PR. The idea is to sell prospective guests on kinkily erotic sex w/o too much discomfort involved. Of course guests may bring their own or specify a particular device if they wish.

Guests who are first time gag users are taught to caress their partner’s frenulum with their tongues so that their partners don’t have to do much, or any, thrusting and they can get him to ejaculate very quickly or make an individual encounter last as long as they want. This is particularly effective when a guest who adores the taste and the feel of semen sliding down her throat orders half a dozen or a dozen fellatio partners to be taken consecutively. She can specify the men’s diets so their semen tastes of alcohol or red meat or sweet by having a fellatio stallion eat pineapple, or, on a perverse note, some women even like a fellatio partner to eat asparagus before their fluid exchange.

Gas Masks and pussy hooks: I suppose it’s the ease of obtaining gasmasks and pussy hooks (with those a fetishist can make his own) as well as rubber and BDSM fetishists wanting to learn how my circle use them that make the terms ‘gas mask’ and ‘vaginal hook’ or ‘pussy hook’ fave searches of my blog. Both Gas masks and vaginal hooks are relatively inexpensive and almost entirely male fetishes though their submissives or girlfriends are the ones who are frequently injured while wearing them. Gas masks at least have a protective function if used as intended for breathing in a hostile atmospheric environment.

Gas mask fatalities (at least around here) seem to occur primarily among a few bi-polar male fetishists who off themselves when manic during a solo breathplay encounter while wearing a gasmask fitted with a rebreather bag. Then, it’s probably while trying to set a personal best for length of time with the rebreather bag valve closed. The guy will have been drinking and pass out and vomit in his mask and drown in his own vomit or become unable to open the valve from lack of oxygen and suffocate from carbon dioxide poisoning. More instances of lack of attention to detail in not planning an effective escape strategy in case something goes wrong.

Vaginal hooks on the other hand, have no redeeming social value whatever! They are diabolically misogynistic and masochistic devices used only to terrify or torture women with the thought of damage to their reproductive tracts and other organs in their pelvic area. However, for some few masochistic submissives being led around by a leash attached to a pussy hook can be thrilling. The hook is equipped with an anti-expulsion ridge that fits behind her pubic bone so the woman can’t remove the hook and needs no harness or belt to hold it in place. The anti-expulsion ridge is expanded with a key to lock the hook behind the woman’s pubic bone and it will require the key to remove it. For a woman in the right mental state that sort of situation and possible danger can be a huge turn-on. I think it’s more the fantasy of what could happen if her Dom yanked brutally on the hook than the fact of it actually ever happening. And that is the most benign use of a pussy hook! Another use is in a bondage situation where the woman is tied up with rope running through the attachment ring at the end of the shaft so that any movement on her part forces the hook deeper into her vagina.

Diabolique: I think the most diabolical use of the pussy hook is when the hook is fully inserted and the woman is hung from it. For a sociopathic sadist - returning readers know who I mean - tying a woman up, inserting a hook in her vagina and attaching it to a motorized winch on a rolling frame like auto mechanics use to lift engines out of cars is great fun. When she is lifted off the floor suspended by the hook behind her pelvis the weight of her body causes her to hang horizontally so the hook tears through her anterior vaginal wall, puncturing her bladder and often her uterus. Her entire weight is placed on her pubic symphysis which for a woman weighing 100 pounds or more is enough to pull her pelvis apart. If she doesn’t faint immediately the time it takes for her pelvis to tear apart is accelerated by her writhing in pain. When the pubic symphysis is pulled apart the surrounding soft tissue tears and she drops to the floor gravely injured and sometimes leaving parts of her bladder and uterus on the hook. She will bleed to death in minutes if one of the arteries supplying her uterus is torn.

BDSM Fall Training Pt II

Double penetration with electro-stimulation

Anal and Vaginal hooks: There has recently been a great deal of interest in vaginal and anal hooks expressed by readers, so I thought I’d accompany this entry with an image taken at a lecture-demonstration last year during my Advanced Sexual Techniques class. This double penetration with a vaginal ram and anal hook is particularly diabolical because the woman’s hands are tied behind her back and to the hook so that if she tries to move her hands the hook goes deeper. But that’s not all. In the event she can keep from squirming from the ram moving in and out she is given a jolt of electricity to cause her vaginal muscles to spasm causing her to jerk her arms and set the hook deeper in her anus. Only a very few adventuresome students volunteer to try this arrangement once they hear the woman in the demonstration scream.

Desert training: In less than twelve weeks the first of our fall survival training courses will begin. That’s where the girls will be taken out in the desert wearing nothing but a latex body condom, hood and gloves their feet locked into leather ballet boots. They will be let out thirty miles into the mountains with only a GPS to guide them back to civilization. It’s fun to see who makes it and who doesn’t. The candidates are already strengthening their ankles for the ordeal. If you think walking in ballet boots on a smooth surface takes skill you should try walking on uneven and shifting rocky sandy soil. I’m really good at walking in ballet boots and I found it difficult. So this will be no stroll in the park even for professional ballet boot wearers.

Heavy Rubber survival: We are offering a new course on heavy rubber survival this year because there have been so many women drown or suffocate while wearing heavy rubber encasement suits. This won’t prevent Doms from intentionally sabotaging their Subs drysuits so they flood or from having their air shut off or hoses cut in a fit of rage. But careless things like over weighting, accidentally running out of air and neck-seal failures can be substantially reduced if not eliminated by attention to detail before diving and we will teach some things a woman can do that will improve her chances of survival if her partner tries to kill her in a ‘diving accident’ during a submerged tryst, something that is becoming distressingly frequent as more of the unstable elements in the fetish community become involved with dive-sex. We will be training using two maker’s rubber drysuits; the HydroGlove latex waist entry suit and the heavier Avon shoulder entry drysuit.

Femme Fatale alert: In a surprising reversal to a common fetish community problem there is a beautiful woman predator killing local rubber-boys. She is showing creativity by drowning one by flooding his rebreather bag, another by puncturing his heavy rubber encasement suit, slipping a shiv into his back between his ribs and twisting the blade to rip open his heart and the third by suffocation or possibly the side effects of being suspended from an anal hook. The victims seem to have been chosen at random, not from the short list of men who would immediately come to a local rubber-girl’s mind if she wanted to off a cruel rubber Dom. So far three handsome rubber-boys have been found dead either at the bottom of an encounter pool or in an encounter training room.

One, wearing a Russian gasmask hood that had been modified to take a rebreather bag, was found with his 3 liter latex rebreather bag slit. He was wearing a deflated Avon heavy rubber drysuit and was found at the bottom of the dive-well of his pool weighted down from wearing canvas and lead dive boots and a weight belt. He couldn’t have lasted more than 3 minutes underwater as there was no supply of air to his mask so he must have thought it was a breathplay encounter. But of course with his rebreather slit his mask flooded and he drowned.

Another man was found in his encounter room suspended over the bed. He was wearing a House of Harlot latex encasement suit with his hands zip tied behind his back and with the valve on his latex rebreather bag attached to his SGE 150 gasmask closed. She was able to do that by slitting the crotch of his rubber suit and shoving a large well greased anal hook up his rectum. Then, attaching the hook to a winch above the bed she hoisted him by the anal hook about 18 inches off the bad. He only squirmed for a few minutes and his screams were muffled by the ballistic polymer gasmask until he suffocated.

The third victim was knifed in bed and showed the least originality, except that she had made sure that the seals on his encasement suit (a HydroGlove drysuit) hood, gloves and booty seals were watertight so that when he bled out his suit filled with blood and none leaked on to the bed linens.

It’s thought her victims picked her up in local heavy-rubber clubs and the toxicology reports show all three had been given Rohypnol which explains how she was able to handle men twice her size and strength. So far there have been no sightings on security cams of the victims picking up a woman who could be their killer. The two men who had security cams running captured her image but she was completely encased in a black latex body condom with hood, gloves and booties. She has a dancers build long legs, short trunk, long neck and small head and breasts. She was wearing a SGE 150 gasmask so very little can be seen of her face. As far as can be told at this point she doesn’t seem to be taking souvenirs.

Rubber, lust and euphoria

Manic-euphoria under the influence of NymphGel

Latex and lust: Jeff’s laboratories had been working on a product to treat depression but it appears to be better suited for jump starting a sexually suppressed woman’s libido. He started with pheromones from male perspiration and has increased the strength by an enrichment method that customizes the male molecules. The research project is called ‘Lust’ and limited trials have had considerable success. However some women are more sensitive to it than others and an overdose can cause severe problems in yet another instance of too much of a good thing being dangerous.

NymphGel: His labs have a developmental contract to customize the chemical formulation to increase the strength of the side effects by gene-splicing to more directly affect a woman’s endocrine system. As I mentioned it was initially developed for use in treating severe depression. However, in clinical trials it was found to be ineffective for depression, but was found to have an unanticipated side effect of sending the patients libido into overdrive. If developed (to the point that the results can be controlled) it may be used as a chemical agent in physiological and chemical warfare to control or disable women. Right now a woman treated with Lust not only will have a euphoric sexual encounter with anything she can get in her vagina, but have flashbacks afterward sending her into a sexually manic-euphoric state and the flashbacks can occur as much as a week after as little as a single application of the product. It’s pretty amazing to watch an experienced escort with an A-type personality who thinks she is in total control get mind-fucked by her own body. The flashbacks have proven to be the most worrisome side effect (for a commercial product) and extremely dangerous because suddenly going manic-euphoric when reasoned thinking is called for can be fatal. So far the flashbacks seem to be dose related. Below some threshold they don’t seem to occur, but that threshold differs from woman to woman.

For test purposes the formulation is being added to the silicone lubricant Jeff sells as DiveGel. This formulation is being tested as ‘NymphGel’ and is usually applied in the vagina or anus. There is also a perfume version, absorbed through the skin - sniffing it gets it into a woman’s blood stream almost as fast as vaginal insertion. There is also a pill which is less effective because it has to pass through the digestive system so it takes a higher dose and longer to reach the woman’s bloodstream. The chemical appears to have no affect on men. Jeff is using several of our escorts as volunteers to test the perfume version and two of them became pregnant almost immediately, not because they didn’t take their birth control pills, but because the chemical blocks the absorption of the progestin in hormonal birth control so ovulation is no longer suppressed. Another volunteer died while using the NymphGel version when she had a manic-euphoric flashback during a practice dive. She removed her regulator at the bottom of a 20 ft deep training pool and drowned. She wasn’t wearing a spit-strap on her reg [like the volunteer in the image accompanying this entry] because she and her partner were practicing underwater fellatio and she fought off her male dive-buddy who was unable to get her to the surface until she was so starved for oxygen she was brain dead. NymphGel can obviously mind-fuck a woman, but robbing her of her willpower is a minor part of the problem when she overdoses.

My ME and gossip: Today I’m CD2 and having my secondary libidinal peak as I’m menstrual. I Switched to my Reflexions latex gas guard Thursday night and went for my first of cycle Menstrual Extraction (ME) at the clinic Friday morning. While I had my feet in the stirrups getting my endometrium sucked out I swapped gossip with my Gyn. She was telling me about the recent rash of asphyxia incidents in her neighborhood where two teen girls have died during bondage encounters because the couples were not taking the proper precautions while using gasmasks equipped with rebreather bags. In one instance it was a girl-girl encounter where the girl’s mom was giving her 17 y/o daughter a breath control lesson and things went badly wrong.

Her mom said later that she was trying to help her daughter train in restraints with a rebreather to get a role in a porn video by being active in breath control encounters with her boyfriend. The BF is a sometime adult media actor and has a financial interest in an upcoming underwater breath control video that’s being cast. The daughter was in her skin tight latex wetsuit with her wrists tied and her mom was controlling the valves on her rebreather bag trying to get her daughter to increase the length of time she could go w/o passing out when she suffocated. Her mom went to pieces and is in a psychiatric hospital under a suicide watch while they try to calm her down.

I think a lot of the fatalities are because obtaining gasmasks and rebreather bags is so easy, relatively inexpensive and they aren’t bulky to store, carry or hide as circumstances dictate. And, they have been around for use in defensive military applications or as medical apparatus and have come to be thought of as harmless, or at least not dangerous. I’ve commented before that in my experience rebreather bags are a male fetish and that women who use rebreathers are often doing it at the request (or insistence) of their male partner who gets off when his rubber-chick is encased in rubber and struggling to breathe as he plants his seed in her belly. It’s a male domination fantasy for sure!

But as I mentioned earlier a gasmask and rebreather bag is a quick inexpensive way to take a step up and get into reusable breath control equipment w/o having to worry about getting tangled in a plastic dry-cleaning bag or the expense and maintenance of latex encasement suits and hoods. Unfortunately, it seems little thought is given to having a workable escape plan if something goes wrong while a rebreather-girl is without air.

Gasmask-sex underwater

A towel-Girl in vintage dive gasmask at Splash

Extreme gas mask sex underwater: I occasionally get questions about using a gasmask for underwater sex. The new Mestel (Ocean Reef) series of full face masks use the same ballistic polycarbonate shell as their gasmasks so using a Mestel mask with the openings suitably fitted with hoses or blocked should be safe enough. But usually what the questioner is asking about is if it’s ok to us a 20+ y/o surplus rubber gasmask for diving and that can be extremely dangerous, but perhaps that’s part of the fetish. The image above is of a Towel-Girl at Splash cooling off in a brine bed between clients. The corrugated rubber air hose has been disconnected from her vintage rubber gasmask that has been modified for underwater sex while she rests out of the pool.

The vintage mask she is wearing has had the lens seals replaced with silicone ones and the face seals replaced with silicone double seals that develop suction to hold the mask on the face even if the head harness fails. The double seal can take the strain if the mask loses air pressure and the cheeks of the mask collapse into the void as the water pressure increases. Losing air pressure is a common problem with surplus gasmasks which usually results in flooded masks as old seals and cheek shields crack or an old latex hose tears or is punctured. And, there is really no effective way to purge a rubber gasmask once it floods. That’s why underwater gasmask sex should be in water that is not more than 4.5 feet deep so the woman can be helped to her feet and her head will be out of the water if her mask fails. Most Towel-Girls at Splash don’t like to have vintage rubber underwater gasmask sex because of the heavy scent of old rubber while wearing the mask and likelihood of the mask flooding during a strenuous encounter. The higher risk is why a Towel-Girl wearing vintage rubber breathing equipment for dive-sex is more expensive encounter for clients.

Women and rebreather bags: There is a lot of reader interest in women using rebreather bags which must be a favorite male fantasy because in the fetish subculture out here (at least in Vegas) there aren’t that many women into rebreathers on their own, it’s usually at the insistence of their male partners. So pleasing a male rebreather fetishist has recently become a driver of new women in the fetish. Or they are Femmes with a Domme who is into rubber rebreathers, but there are very few of those. I think a women wearing a rebreather is such a turn-on because a bondage-chick is at the mercy of her partner if s/he has a rebreather on her mask. Once the valve is closed the dominant partner controls the subs life and in my experience guys into rubber encasement and gasmask fetishes are also control freaks who need to dominate the woman they are with to the extent that they have the power of life or death over her. A rebreather can kill. It’s cheap, quick and very effective and an accident is extremely hard to disprove if the victim is in rubber that he or she can get into while alone.

If s/he has to be helped into his or her encasement suit and aux equipment and is found dead while still encased an accident could be questioned. A young woman was found in an attic of a repossessed house here last summer on a 105° F day encased in three layers of rubber. She had been there for more than a week and the decomposition gasses had ballooned the encasement rubber but her mask was sealed against the latex hood and it didn’t leak there, the most common location for a leak in high-end encasement fetishwear. The valve on her rebreather was closed and the trapped gas had ballooned the rebreather bag to twice its normal size. The zippers held and the suit didn’t leak until the EMTs started to move her into a body bag and accidentally punctured the rubber. The fluid and stench from her decomposition poured down the attic stairs and they haven’t been able to get the smell out of the house yet. While she could have gotten into her three rubber suits by herself, with some difficulty, the way she was positioned when found suggested she was dumped in the attic after her death, which could have been accidental, but moving a hiding a body and not reporting a death are crimes.

The local Rubber-Doms have their chicks in latex encasement suits, hoods, gloves and booties and then a well fitting current model rubber gasmask sealed over the girls face. The guys particularly like teen girls who have little experience wearing latex encasement suits so have no idea how uncomfortable they are to be encased in for long intervals especially if there is no A/C or a pool or brine bed to cool off in. While wearing a rubber encasement suit it’s important to stay well hydrated and nourished because wearing encasement rubber is very dehydrating and the tightness of the suit can cause the wearer to faint if not well nourished.

Rebreather bag safety: I teach basic rebreather bag safety in my contemporary sexual health class and advanced rebreather techniques in my Advanced Sexual Techniques Class at St Lucy’s. I really didn’t want to teach rebreathers but recently there has become such a high likelihood that a teen girl may be seduced into having a rebreather screwed into the filter canister port of her mask that teaching rebreather safety is the right thing to do. Even after the warnings the girls can sometimes be mind-fucked into wearing a rebreather by a guy telling her he will buy her a high-end encasement suit from one of the top makers. It’s an old trick but it will often work on the very young rubber-chicks even after they have been warned.

Rebreather bag encounters

A msa millennium with side mounted canister for Missionary position

Spring and fertility: Today I’m Cycle Day ten (CD10) and fertile. The first day of my fertile interval this cycle was on the 20th the first day of Spring. I think that’s so appropriate because both the Earth and I started our fertile intervals together this year! My sex drive peaks when I’m fertile so I’ve taken special care that my Oves is screwed down tight on my cervix because I‘m looking forward to a very sexually active day. On days like this when I reach my nitrogen loading limit during dive-sex and have to be content to slake my desire with surface-sex I love being encased in rubber and wearing a gas mask. I’m trying a new one a MSA Millennium [see the image above] which has a great field of view and an oral-nasal unit like the Mestel SGE 400 I’ve been using. I think the millennium is similar to the military 2-P gas mask where the canister or rebreather bag can be worn on the side so it doesn’t interfere as much with your close up field of view (for keyboarding) or with intercourse in the missionary position.

Rebreather bag encounters: I’ve written about this before, but we are having a lot of women dying from asphyxia or worse (ending up on ventilators brain dead) from wearing a gasmask fitted with a rubber rebreather bag and some of the deaths are occurring during videos being made for the porn market. The fatalities are continuing even though the word is out now in the rebreather fetish community about improper rebreather use and they are still occurring even though some are now using the larger 6 liter bags. That suggests to me that the incidents aren’t accidents but are intentional. Earlier in the year the deaths were usually of young inexperienced women whose masks were fitted with three liter rebreathers by their male partners. Now there are snuff videos being made in several West Coast locations that show teens preparing themselves for an encounter by emptying their bladders and inserting silicone gas guards as though they were going to have dive-sex. Then being helped into latex catsuits, high quality ballet boots, gloves and hoods. They have masks with rebreathers attached fitted over their smiling faces with the rebreather valve(s) open.

The BDSM rebreather the porn industry often uses has two valves one at the tip that controls the air into the bag and another in the connector where it attaches to the mask to deny access to the air in the bag giving the wearer or her partner, options as to how the rebreather can be used. There is a mike in her mask so the sound of her sucking air in and out of the rebreather from her mask is easily heard along with her gasps, moans and mewing as her partner arouses her. In the videos I’ve seen the rubber encased girl is led to a leather covered exam table similar to what a chiropractor uses and is laid back on the table with her legs on her partner’s shoulders. The crotch zipper of her suit is opened and her lover begins foreplay fingering the shaft of her clitoris and squeezing her erect nipples through the stretchy rubber of her suit. Her lover closes the valve at the tip of her rebreather and then twists one if her nipples or labia to get her to scream and empty her lungs several times to fill the bag with her carbon dioxide. Once the CO2 reaches a toxic level her breathing becomes more rapid, shallow and then erratic as she goes into respiratory distress.

Asphyxia: By then he has penetrated her and is caressing her sweet-spot with the tip of his shaft until she is quivering and moaning with delight and as he strokes her over the edge into a back-bowing orgasm he closes the valve on her mask cutting off the air in her rebreather and she gasps and gags from lack of air while her body is dumping her orgasm hormones, oxytocin, adrenaline and dopamine into her system to sustain her orgasm as he continues to thrust against her G-spot. It’s about then, that if her partner doesn’t open the valves on her rebreather and allow oxygen into her lungs that brain damage begins to occur. But it’s in the middle of her orgasm and at the start of his as he is on the way to finishing inside her and neither of them is in any condition to pay attention to the danger she is in. So as he pumps sperm into the chick’s hard flat belly he may be actually killing her by delaying oxygen to her brain. In the snuff videos, the man still with his erection buried in her belly pulls her mask off and the viewer sees the look of horror on her face and in her eyes as he puts a mirror to her nose to detect any sign of breathing. There is none. Then, just to show the video audience the girl isn’t faking he pulls off one of her rubber gloves and breaks several of her fingers to show there is no change in her facial expression. In the videos her partner as conqueror harvests any of the dead girls clothing or equipment he wants as a memento of their encounter. If he is into rubber the souvenir will usually be her gas guard. If he is into leather it will often be her ballet boots. That’s a pretty standard ritual in this maker’s snuff films and we are finding it’s now being copycatted locally when there are sexual assaults.

Missing pills on Qlaira

Qlaira: estradiol valerate and dienogest

The Qlaira twins: Sixteen y/o Austrian twins entered St Lucy’s for the Spring semester in January. They are on the new Beyer combined hormonal contraceptive pill Qlaira which is a combination of the estrogen estradiol valerate and the progestin dienogest. Since Qlaira isn’t available in the U.S. yet they brought a six month supply of the pills with them. Qlaira is a 4 level 28 day regimen pill which is simple to take. However, if a woman misses a pill or two she may not be able to get back on schedule w/o having a nine-day lapse in her hormonal protection. That is typical for a multi-phasic pill but as you can see from the instructions below if a pill (or pills) is missed it depends on where the woman is in her pill pack as to what she should do to protect herself while she gets back on schedule. From the patient instructions that come with the pills:

“What do I do if I miss a pill?

The Qlaira packet contains 26 colored active tablets and 2 white inactive tablets. These must be taken in the order specified on the pack.

You should try and take your pill at the same time every day to help you remember to take it.

If you forget to take one of the white inactive pills this doesn't matter. You will still be protected, just discard the missed inactive pill and continue to take your pills, one every day, as normal.

If you forget to take an active pill, you should take it as soon as you remember (even if that means taking two pills in one day) and then continue to take your pills, one every day, as normal. Don’t take more than two active pills in one day. If you miss more than one pill you should ask your doctor for advice.

If you are less than 12 hours late taking an active pill you will still be protected against pregnancy and don’t need to use any extra precautions.

If you are more than 12 hours late taking an active pill, you may not be protected against pregnancy. What to do next depends on where in the packet you missed the pill.

If you have forgotten to start a new packet of pills, or have forgotten to take a pill on day 1 to 9 of the packet, you should use extra contraception such as condoms for the next nine days, while continuing with normal pill taking. If you had unprotected sex within the previous seven days there is a possibility you could be pregnant and you should seek medical advice.

If you miss a pill on days 10 to 17 of the packet, then it is necessary to use extra contraception, such as condoms, for the next nine days, while continuing with normal pill taking.

If you miss a pill from days 18 to 24 of the packet, don’t take the missed pill, discard the current packet and start a new packet started immediately. You will need to use extra contraception such as condoms for the next nine days.

If you miss a pill on day 25 to 26 of the packet, then the missed pill should be taken immediately and then the next pill at the usual time. In this case, no extra contraception is necessary.

If you miss a pill on days 27 or 28 this doesn't matter as these pills are inactive. You will still be protected, just discard the missed inactive pill and continue to take your pills, one every day, as normal.

If you are confused about any of this, you can get individual advice for your circumstances from your doctor, pharmacist, local family planning clinic, or by calling the fpa helpline on 0845 122 8690.”

Missed pills complications: In my opinion this sort of corrective pill regimen is way too complicated to expect 16 y/o girls to follow it with any degree of accuracy. It’s not that they aren’t smart enough to follow the steps; it’s that they think they don’t need to and that they will be fine. Even though I cover the need to follow their pill regimen exactly it in my contemporary sexual health classes it’s hard to get some of them to believe they are at risk when they don’t take their pills correctly. So, I had mixed feelings when I heard that both twins were newly preggers. They found out when they went to SCUBA fundamentals class and the first test they took was for pregnancy and they tested positive for hCG.

The bad news is that they will miss a week of SCUBA lessons while they take care of their situations with Mifeprex. The good news is that they are at the age of consent so we don’t need to rely on their parental wavers in case someone questions their terminations. But the best thing from my perspective is that their situation gives me a teaching moment. The twins make a high profile object lesson in how not to take birth control pills, because they had both missed 2 pills and didn’t use a back-up method. They had been fitted for starter gas guards (Semina diaphragms) but chose not to use them or condoms for the nine days that their pill instructions called for while their hormonal protection was being reestablished.

Rebreather bag tampering: A frequent cause of serious accidents in the rubber fetish community is from misuse or tampering with rebreather bags. We are seeing an increase in asphyxia injuries and deaths and the most common equipment arrangement in these accidents is a 3 liter black latex rebreather bag with an adaptor screwed into the canister port of a surplus gasmask with a flip valve on the other end. I have seen everything from gluing the valve closed to pushing a wood or plastic rod into the valve opening to block it. Or the wearer is under the influence of recreational drugs or alcohol and passes out before he can open the rebreather valve.

If you are wearing a vintage gasmask with an exposed canister connector – the sort of rig that’s called a ‘starter set’ here because it is inexpensive and favored by men new to breath play - another simple way to create a rebreather is with a latex male condom. Condoms work well if the user oxygenates first before stretching the open end across the 40 mm NATO canister connection. The problem with that arrangement is there is no valve so the partner using a condom on his mask (rebreather bags are almost exclusively used by men here) needs to have at least one hand free and be mentally alert enough so he can remove the condom or his partner needs to be watching so that s/he can remove it before the wearer suffocates.

Cervical rams: We had a sadistic rubber Dom who was using a rubber lined polymer penis sheath as a ram to cripple women, even ones with extremely deep vaginas. It sounds like something Adolph might do but it wasn’t him. It is almost as though the Dom was wearing a strap-on as it had the same effect on a woman often rupturing her uterus as she squirmed and screamed beneath him trying to get away. He seemed to use it on the older Subs in his stable so he could say they had health issues and cut them loose to work the streets. That came to an end last weekend while he was watching the Colts and Saints game and drinking double shots of Chivas Regal. When he passed out several of his girls fitted his gasmask over his face tightened the head harness straps to get a good seal and screwed a rebreather on to his mask, then closed the valve and let him suffocate. They were packed and ready to leave splitting the cash he kept in a safe in his bedroom as getaway money. His housekeeper found him Monday morning. I don’t know of a single person who will mourn his death.

Gepetto’s BDSM ballet-boots: To meet the needs of the BDSM community here Gepetto has modified his basic ballet-boot design. There is no padding in the toe-box so the wearer’s toes need to be taped and toe-pads used, or not, depending on her Doms requirements. Added to this design were shaft top locks and D-rings welded into the titanium heel cups so that they can’t be pried or cut off with bolt cutters. The D-rings can easily take the wearer’s weight hanging from her boots or can be locked to a spreader bar. Each pair comes with a complementary titanium vaginal hook and six-foot chain leash so that with her crotch zipper open a rubber Dom can lead his Sub in her heavy rubber encasement suit through the crowds at Naughty Pleasures w/o her getting away from him. When a girl is being lead around on a leash terminating in a vaginal hook you can believe she is seriously intent on keeping slack in the leash.

IUDs, NuvaRing & asphyxia

A ParaGard Copper T 380A IUD

A reader asked: “Can IUD strings cause air embolisms?” The answer is that the strings themselves can’t cause an embolism. However, they can make it more difficult for the wearer to protect herself from the possibility that an embolism could occur. That’s because the strings can interfere with the seal of any gas guard she may wear to protect her upper reproductive tract from having fluids and gasses forced into her cervix during BDSM play or dive-sex.

Commercially available IUDs with frames such as the ParaGard, that uses copper as the spermicidal element or the Mirena, that uses the continuous release of a tiny amount of progestin to suppress ovulation, both have strings which the wearer uses to periodically check the position of the device to make sure it is where it is supposed to be. These IUDs are not suitable for a woman who is into pussy-play and dive-sex, especially the dive-sex variant, ‘vaginal breathing’ where a modified mouthpiece of a single-hose regulator (a VDV or vaginal demand valve) is inserted in the vagina and the wearer operates the demand valve with her vaginal muscles. [For more about vaginal breathing orgasms see my entry for October 4, 2009.] In my opinion any woman who would participate in a vaginal breathing encounter while she has an IUD with strings inserted is playing Russian roulette.

An asphyxia Accident: another accident Taryn and I recently tided up after was an ‘accidental’ death by suffocation or a gassing. With that sort of thing it is usually impossible to prove that it was anything other than an accident. In many cases it could be that the equipment was used incorrectly while soloing or his (or her) partner used a bit too much pressure or left the wearer w/o air for a bit too long which resulted in irreversible brain damage or death. Most of the accidents happen to women - almost certainly while participating in some male fantasy - but this one was a young man in his early 20s and he was in great physical shape. He was beautiful and nude and lying on his bed wearing only a latex hood that had sound deadening cups over the ears and a Mestel 400 gasmask that had a 3 liter black latex rebreather bag screwed into the canister port. When I pulled his mask off it was clear that his death wasn’t totally accidental. That’s because there was still the slightest sweet scent of chloroform in the oral nasal unit and the valve on the rebreather bag was closed. All sorts of gasses and stimulants are commonly inserted into gasmasks through the drinking port so that’s probably how the chloroform was administered. There was no bottle, syringe or other container for the chloroform anywhere in the victim’s apartment. That suggests the anesthetic was administered by someone who left the victim unconscious to suffocate from the buildup of CO2 in the mask because the valve on the rebreather was closed. He must have been using a performance enhancer and developed Priapism because he still had his hand on his penis which was massively erect – with dried semen splattered on his flat belly and chest - and he had been dead for hours when we arrived to tidy up. At first I thought he was wearing a cock-ring but he wasn’t, his erection was naturally huge!

I’m guessing it might have been a girlfriend who offed him after she found him cheating on her. Or perhaps she just wanted him to nap a while and if she was new to the breath play scene perhaps she forgot to open the valve on his rebreather. With his hearing blocked, if he had his eyes closed while masturbating she could have slipped up and inserted the chloroform into his masks drinking port while he was gasping for air during orgasm. Done while he was orgasmic his slipping into unconsciousness would have been almost instantaneous. I really wanted to straddle him and ride his rod because I’ve never fucked a dead man, but not knowing his sexual history even if I used an FC-2 to take him I decided it wasn’t worth the chance of an incurable infection. Dressed in Co-Op housekeeper’s uniforms we rolled him into a latex body-bag and took him out in a laundry cart.

NuvaRing and a rare case of Nymphomania: One of Cyndi’s friends attending a local public high school has recently switched to NuvaRing as her hormonal contraceptive. She was on Mircette which uses Desogestrel, a fourth generation progestin, in a dosing regimen of: 0.15mg DS, 20mcg EE for 21 days, 10mcg only 5 days. She decided to switch to NuvaRing because she wanted a simpler dosing regimen. NuvaRing uses etonogestrel, the first metabolite of Desogestrel so it’s basically the same progestin she was on when taking Mircette but since the hormones are absorbed continuously and transdermally the NuvaRing dosing regimen is: 0.12mg of etonogestrel, and 15mcg of EE per day for 21 or 28 days. The ring is inserted for three weeks and then removed for one for the user’s ring-period. If she needs to move her period the ring can be left in continuously for up to 28 days with no decrease in effectiveness. So as a hormonal method NuvaRing has a lot of advantages over pills.

Cyndi’s friend has been on the Ring for three cycles now and her libido had increased dramatically. Increased libido can sometimes happen but usually if there are libido issues it is often a major decrease in sex drive so she is pretty happy as is her boyfriend who has been getting a lot more action in the last several months. The girl is a ballet student like Cyndi – they met at a local competition – and is in great shape and Cindy says her friend’s vaginal grip is quite strong, which is what she is hearing from her boyfriends, but since she has taken pointe for years that is a common side effect just as callused toes are. The problem Cyndi’s friend has with NuvaRing is that her partner is so large that he can hook the ring and pull it out. The ring can be removed for three hours at a time w/o decreasing it’s effectiveness so what she started doing is removing the ring before sex and reinserting afterward. That worked as long as she remembered to reinsert after sex, but remembering has become a problem and this week she missed her ring period and tested positive for hCG, the pregnancy hormone. So Cyndi is bringing her in for a menstrual extraction tomorrow and no one will be the wiser. Cyndi suggested that she see if she can get an Implanon implant which also uses the progestin etonogestrel and is good for three years so she won’t have to worry about remembering anything.

Death in a rubber bag

A 3 liter rebreather bag with gasmask connector

Death in a 3 liter bag: The other day a local 19 y/o suffocated from carbon dioxide (CO2) build up in her mask when her partner closed the valve on her 3 liter anesthesia rebreather bag while he was giving her multiple orgasms. The bag was connected to the standard 40 mm NATO connector on her Mestel 400 gasmask in the standard way where she could have easily opened the valve on the rebreather herself. He claimed he was trying to increase her pleasure when she fainted. He says he got caught up in his own orgasm forgot to open the valve and kept on thrusting into her until he finished and by then she had stopped breathing. That sort of death is very common especially among women in couples just starting to learn the basics of erotic breath play. Accidents are so common now that high quality masks that will seal properly and gasmask ready rebreather bags are commonly available that I’m teaching a rebreather bag safety class for escort candidates and in my Advanced Sexual Techniques (AST) course at St Lucy’s so the girls know to be careful of the CO2 build-up in their masks and how to quickly open the valve on their rebreathers to get fresh air.

Symptoms of high or prolonged exposure to carbon dioxide include headache, increased heart rate, dizziness, fatigue, rapid breathing, visual and hearing dysfunctions. Exposure to higher levels may cause unconsciousness or death within minutes of exposure. Breathing rate doubles at 3% CO2 and increase to four times the normal rate at 5% CO2. At levels above 5%, concentration CO2 is directly toxic. And with breath play there is no way to really tell what the level of exposure is for individual masked participants. Women or men with smaller or limited lung capacity are more likely to succumb quicker to lower levels of CO2.

A bad joke: Several weeks ago we had a escort candidate whose emergency gas (Pony) bottle was filled with N2O. We think it was supposed to be a joke. She was on a recreational dive in Lake Mead when she ran out of air on her main tank and she switched to her EA and she gassed herself. Fortunately since she and her buddy were short of air they had already started their ascent and her dive buddy cut their safety stop short inflated her BCD and got her to the surface. She is ok, but that sort of joke can be fatal. We are trying to find out how someone got a pony bottle filled with nitrous oxide. While a number of people had access to her equipment there are no strong suspects or motive for that matter, except perhaps jealousy since she is very beautiful and excels in whatever she wants to do.

Bondage boots: Gepetto now offers a modified version of his standard sports ballet boots to include shaft locks, steel wire laces (no zippers) and D-rings on the heels for restraining the wearer by locking the wearer’s feet together or chaining her feet to the floor, wall, or an exam table, or hanging her by the D-rings from a hook. Before hanging a girl by her boot heels it’s a good idea to check the fit – sometimes a teen will be wearing her mom’s ballet heels and pad them out – to ensure she won’t slip out and drop on the dungeon floor. We had an incident a while back where that happened on one of the bondage floors of our resort. The 17 y/o who had worn her mom’s boots to a bondage party broke her neck.

Avoidable fetish fatalities

Diving while pregnant

Dive-sex while pregnant: We have had another instance of a young, 24 y/o, woman, die while having dive-sex. She was on the birth control pill Lybrel that you take continuously all 365 days a year. Lybrel is a very low dose combined (estrogen/progestin) pill that has 0.090 mg the progestin levonorgestrel and 20 mcg of the estrogen ethinyl estradiol in each active pill. In a Lybrel dosing regimen there are no inactive pills. She was eight weeks pregnant and since she was taking an active pill each day she had no periods so there was no way she could know from missing a pill period that she was preggers. She had been nauseous for the last few days but attributed it to a stomach virus. She was being penetrated from the rear and vomited and drowned before her boyfriend realized what was happening. She became unresponsive and when he withdrew and rolled her over her mask was filled with vomit. He rushed her to the surface but she couldn’t be revived. He said she had an ear infection a few weeks back and was given doxycycline for ten days to get rid of it. We think the doxy decreased her hormonal protection to the point that she had breakthrough ovulation and the egg was fertilized and implanted. Diving while pregnant should be avoided because the pressure changes can damage the fetus cause birth defects. This sort of an accident can be easily avoided by testing for pregnancy before diving and if you are nauseous – pregnant or not – it’s really a matter of self-preservation not to dive while sick

'Suicide' by suffocation: There are some young women in town who are trying to copy-cat the professional actresses in the BDSM gasmask-rebreather fetish videos, often with tragic consequences. In my Contemporary Sexual Health class at St Lucy’s one of the first things I do is cover this risk. Students learn NOT to try to reenact encounters seen in adult videos until they have been trained in how to do it safely. Otherwise it’s as though they were trying to commit suicide. This week we have had two teen girls die while using gasmasks with rebreather bags connected. Perhaps it’s because rebreather bags are primarily a male fetish here in the U.S. and the dangers of rebreather bags are not well understood by women from just watching their guy’s getting off wearing a rebreather, but it seems there are far more young women dying than men while wearing rebreathers. Gasmask-rebreather bags are also a solitary activity associated with masturbation so when something goes seriously wrong there is often no one around and rarely has the user thought to set up an alarm of some sort to enable her to call for help.

The first was a 17 y/o who was using one of her father’s gasmasks and rebreather sets while her parents were out of town. She was found in the basement of their home in a room converted to a ballet studio with a wall of mirrors and a barre. She was in one of her mom’s latex body condoms, a leather front laced corset and a high quality pair of her mother’s black leather mid-calf ballet boots. She had put on her dad’s mask with rebreather bag connected to the filter connection and the valve on the rebreather bag was closed. She had handcuffed herself to the barre with two lengths of chain on opposite sides of barre brackets and the handcuff key on a lanyard was on the floor at her feet. Even if she had the lanyard around her neck I don’t see how she could have unlocked the handcuffs unless she held the key in her mouth after pulling off her mask, but since she must have dropped it she never had the chance to try. Apparently she couldn’t get the mask of either since there were scrapes and blood on the rubber under the chin of the mask and her throat was scraped and bloody where she had tried to get it off by rubbing it against the barre. Her left leg was broken in a compound fracture where she fell off pointe, probably when she was too weak from lack of oxygen to stand any longer. When she fell she ended up hanging by her wrists beneath the barre where her parents found her, suffocated from the carbon dioxide in her sealed rebreather bag.

The other death was a 19 y/o who wore her father’s Mestel SGE 400 and rebreather bag set into the swimming pool at her home. She was in a bikini and was wearing a weight belt with twenty pounds of lead around her waist. For some reason she couldn’t get out of it or perhaps she was overcome before she knew what was happening and never tried. Gasmasks and especially rebreather bags are not made to withstand the pressure of being submerged in water and the pressure collapsed her rebreather making it impossible to draw a breath so once she was under water she had a very short time before she was in trouble. Her 16 y/o sister found her on the bottom in the 15 foot dive-well of the pool. The mask was partially flooded as though she might have been trying to get out of it when she passed out.

Abortion fatality wearing gas mask rebreather bag

Heavily modified PMK-2 gasmask with 2 rebreather bags and inflatable gag

Rebreather bag fatality: I was called to the apartment of a daughter of one of the Vegas movers and shakers the other night to do a cleanup. I took Taryn with me as she needs to see the sort of things kids accidentally do to themselves when they play with adult toys they don’t understand. We found the 19 y/o blond in a black heavy rubber encasement suit, a pair of black latex ballet boots, heavy rubber gloves and a black rubber gasmask and zippered hood like the one shown in the image accompanying this entry. The mask had been Customized in the UK, heavily modified from a new Russian PMK gas mask and included: dark lenses; a fully Bonded long neck zipped back hood that can be tucked into rubber encasement suit for total enclosure; twin rebreathing bags, a 90 degree threaded connector with 3.0 liter rebreathing bag and a 45 degree threaded connector with 3.0 liter rebreathing bag; and a fitted inflatable gag insert which measures around 2.5" x 1.5" un-inflated and inflates to the size of a large fist, inflated by the bulb syringe hanging from the front of the mask. However, the girl had detached the front rebreather bag (with the 45 degree threaded connector) and in its place connected the corrugated rubber hose from her nitrous oxide tank and regulator to the masks standard 40 mm coupling.

Vacuum abortion as porn: We were called when her maid found her Monday evening. From the looks of things, the smell, her newspapers that had gone uncollected over the weekend and the calls on her answering machine it appears she died some time Friday night. She had recorded a video of the whole thing it was to be a rehearsal for a snuff video she intended to produce. She was 8 weeks pregnant and was blocking out the scenes for recording the vacuum abortion she was going to perform on herself. Her older sister works in the San Fernando Valley for an adult media company and had borrowed the mask, hood and the vacuum abortion machine from her company for her kid sister to use.

Prologue: In a recorded prologue on the rehearsal video the girl who was using ‘Amber’ as her nom de théâtre and fully dressed (with the exception of the gasmask) in her encasement suit, latex ballet boots and hood explained that she had been using nitrous oxide when she conceived and in the weeks following before she realized she was pregnant. In addition to not being certain who the father was and not wanting the baby she was concerned that by being on N2O so much she might miscarry and if she carried to term the child could have birth defects. So she had decided to terminate it and make a video of the abortion to sell through her sister’s company. She was doing the demo video to send to her sister’s company to see if they were interested and said that during the demo/rehearsal she would be wearing a Semina diaphragm so the fetus was quite safe, and while smiling at the camera she patted her still hard flat belly. For the real thing she said she planned to take Mifeprex two days before videoing the extraction so the fetus would be detached from the uterine wall to minimize the likelihood of hemorrhaging. She said the things she loved best about wearing the mask her sister let her borrow was the dark lenses so that during close-ups no one could look in and see who she was and the dark lenses also it made it much easier to make the demo by protecting her eyes when the harsh studio lighting was in her face.

The machine: The abortion machine was a porn film prop not a medically approved vacuum termination device. However, it was technically correct in every way and quite capable of terminating a pregnancy. It is a bit ‘larger-than-life’ if you know what I mean. It has much longer hoses, larger clear vacuum containers for the evacuated tissue and fluid, a larger pump motor and a larger vaginal probe that is inserted to cover and seal the cervix for the vacuum extraction, all of which make it more impressive when the device is inserted in the heroine/victim during the studio porn videos.

Of course fetal extractions are done with a cannula inserted carefully through the cervix into the uterus not by a hose clamped over the cervix and the uterus evacuated by brute force. That sort of thing is the porn industry adding fantasy which if carried out in real life would result hemorrhaging where the fetus was ripped from the uterine wall. Once that occurs it is difficult to stop the bleeding even in a hospital setting, but then that wasn’t what she has planned.

Insertion: In the video Amber sat on the edge of a heavily padded leather recliner and took her Semina out of its case. After unzipping the crotch of her encasement suit she lubed the rim of her diaphragm with a little Astroglide and spreading her labia with the fingers of one hand she compressed the rim and pushed it into her vagina and tucked the rim up behind her pubic bone. Then she uncoiled the vacuum hose attached to the vaginal probe and explained what she was doing as she inserted the spring loaded probe in her vagina so that it pushed the dome of the diaphragm down sheathing her cervix in silicone as the cup of the probe was forced down over it. She continued to compress the spring loaded probe until the locking ridge fit up behind her pubic bone to prevent accidental expulsion of the probe while extraction is underway. She explained that she had inserted the probe before and found that it aroused her but she had never turned it on. For the preview she said she was going to turn it on briefly after she put on her mask and took a little gas to work up her courage just to see what it felt like because she knew she was safe that night with her diaphragm blocking access to her uterus.

She put on her mask sealed the single 3 liter rebreather bag connected to the left side of her mask and pumped up the inflatable gag so any screams would be muffled. Then she depressed the gas flow control button on the hose connected to her nitrous oxide regulator and as she took several deep breaths you could see the tension go out of her shoulders. She stood up and already she was unsteady in her latex ballet boots. They are what I call fantasy boots because they provide almost no support because the latex is so stretchy the wearer can’t stay over her center or use the shanks for support. The sort of boots she was wearing while expensive are only good to pose in. Standing up in her fantasy boots was her first mistake. Her second mistake was turning on the pump of the vacuum abortion machine. As she staggered around a bit rubber-legged from the N2O and in unstable boots she looked at the vacuum gauges on the pump and saw that the cannisters and hose/probe assembly were being evacuated, and pointed to the guages and nodded. I don’t know if with the hood and mask on she could hear the pump motor sraining or not, but on the video it is certainly plain enough that the motor is under load. About then she tried taking another step or two in her latex boots and that’s when things went terribly wrong.

Evacuation: On the video suddenly there was a jerk in the vacuum hoses and the pump motor no longer sounded as though it was under strain. Simultaneously Amber doubled over clawing at her crotch trying to pull the probe out and red blood and tissue spewed into the evacuated tissue canister. At that point it was obvious that the pump was so powerful that it sucked a hole in the dome of her diaphragm and her vacuum abortion was underway w/o her having prepared by taking Mifeprex. She staggered backward and her ankle gave way. Both Taryn and I thought we heard her ankle snap as she fell off pointe in her boots and toppled backwards where her head hit the edge of a marble topped table. It must have broken her neck as when she hit the floor her head was at an angle that no human neck can maintain and still be in one piece. She was either dead or paralyzed as she didn’t move at all after she hit the floor. The only thing that kept going was the pump. It was still running shredding and sucking out her upper reproductive tract and transferring the pulp into two two liter tissue canisters. By the time it perforated her uterus and tore a small hole in her abdominal wall the two canisters were nearly full. When it punctured her abdominal wall the air it sucked around her suits open crotch zipper set up a sort of gurgling whistle sound we could hear when we first walked into her apartment

Afterward: The pump was still running when Taryn and I got there. Amber had apparently emptied her bladder early in her death spiral as the carpet was stained and reeked of urine. It was amazing that there was almost no blood anywhere but in the canisters of the vacuum extractor. Since the Family wanted to mourn their daughter not clandestinely dispose of her body there was little we could do for them except to express our condolences and suggest a closed casket funeral because the tight latex encasing her body had left a pattern of indentation and bruising that could only be interpreted one way. Her parents were concerned that she had been the victim of a fetish murder, but there was no evidence of that. Her death was because she didn’t understand the capabilities and therefore didn’t realize the dangers of the equipment she was using which led to a series of poor choices and accidents. It was death by misadventure. I tried to reason with her parents but they insisted on seeing the video. Afterward her mom had to be hospitalized, but they both agreed no one else was to blame. Someone had obviously helped Amber into her encasement suit before she began her video but I wasn’t going to go there and her parents didn’t ask and with any luck no one else will either

Vegas Values

Go around not through vault doors

Latex Vs silicone as a diaphragm material: Recently, on another forum on which I post, there has been a discussion of the advantages of silicone over latex as a material for contraceptive diaphragms and cervical caps. I think that Silicone is preferable for many reasons, some of them are:

It is far less porous, and thus less likely to stain and develop an odor from extended continuous use.
It is less likely to contribute to vaginal infections
It is less likely to be damaged by oily medicines and lubricants.
It will last at least three times as long as a latex device because the synthetic
rubber is not nearly as sensitive to drying out, hardening and cracking due to age.

There is only one area in which latex may be superior to silicone when used for diaphragms and that is body heat transfer. Far more experienced men prefer thrusting into the dome of a latex diaphragm than a silicone one because they say it feels more natural. I’ll take their word because unlike women their most sensitive part is continually thrusting into the dome of a diaphragm so they should know.

Of course silicone is the only material used for cervical caps now. There was the Prentif cap approved by the FDA for use in the U.S. in 1988 but the manufacturer in the UK stopped making it several years ago so as the Prentif caps still in use need to be replaced FemCap is the only alternative in a cap. I wear Oves which is much smaller than Prentif or FemCap. Our clinic has an arrangement with Veos, the maker of Oves and our clinic is participating in a clinical trial of Oves with the hope that it will be approved for sale in the U.S. so currently Oves has very limited availability.

Karen: I’ve been sweating almost daily in my newest death rubber since I harvested it, luxuriating in the feel of being totally encased in tight black latex. [For details of that harvesting see my entry for 8-14-09.] The last time I wore it was the other night when Pirate played with me into the early morning hours. I had intended to strip and shower but after he left I was wound so tight I lay down to read a few paged in a new novel, The Girl Who Played With Fire, by Stieg Larsson, - It’s a wonderful read - and must have dosed off. I woke the next morning to find I had slept through the night in it. While I was asleep my subconscious was interacting with the dead woman’s essence that still lingers in the suit. Her name was Karen and she was immobilized but awake when she died so she knew what was happening. I can’t see the face nor do I know the name of the man who paralyzed her with a powder she saw him put in her rebreather bag (he told her it was blow) and who filled her with semen put her in the car and left her in the broiling sun to die. I guess her rebreather being contaminated with the toxic powder explains why her partner removed it so he wouldn’t be overcome by the effects of the powder with her in the SUV.

As I lay there the next morning her emotions filtered up from my subconscious. Her terror during the last minutes of her life was the strongest and it sent my pulse rate soaring and I was soaked in sweat as I struggled to deal with the adrenaline overload, but after that peak there was an overwhelming sense of betrayal. After I realized my body wasn’t being paralyzed I was able to sort out some of the details of her last few days and learned her death was because she became a ‘loose end’ while running to avoid capture after embezzling a lot of money from a division of a huge international company.

A nice girl: Karen thought of herself as a ‘nice girl’ attractive, college educated with a degree in accounting, her only deviant behavior being a kinky interest in rubber fetishwear. She had been employed by a large corporation and worked herself into a responsible position where at her boyfriends urging for the last three years she had been tampering with the books diverting a bit of the profit into an offshore account. A few weeks ago things began to unravel when the IRS suddenly appeared in the company’s offices for an audit because of some deductions the company had taken years before she began working there. Then she found she was 8 weeks pregnant and she wanted to keep the baby. Fearing her embezzling would be uncovered in the audit they decided to run. They flew to Vegas and her boyfriend killed her after having her dress in her best fetish rubber and having sex with her. He told her as he was loading her into the SUV that he intended her death to look like a Vegas killing in a turf war. She was devastated to find the father of her unborn child didn’t love her and intended to kill her to simplify his escape.

Bingo! One bit of information that was amazingly clear from her essence still inhabiting the suit was the bank, account number and password of the account where she had parked the money. It didn’t seem likely that the money would still be there a week or more after her death, but hey, give it a try, right? I tried searching for the bank and after a few false starts found it. I entered the required information and there it was! Jesus! Go figure! I suppose the guy thought she was the only other person who knew and she wasn’t going to tell anyone. I transferred the entire amount into an account elsewhere.

Now I’m in a position that I don’t have worry about playing nice with Shelly’s husband as I have more than enough funds to go ahead with my discretionary projects. I don’t want to make an enemy of him I just want to pull back a bit and have an arms length business relationship with him. That also resolves any appearance of conflict of interest I might have had by having intimate relationships with them both. I thought I was using business morality (Vegas Values) and doing well, but having Karen’s money simplifies my relationship with Shelly. I don’t think her husband will be a problem. I have half a dozen HD videos of him. Really fun things like him strutting around in ballet boots (he’s actually rather good at that) with a massive erection while wearing a lovely pink latex nurse’s uniform, or a schoolgirl outfit; knee socks, Mary Jane’s a plaid mini and a sports bra with pushup pads. Or him astride me spewing semen all over my face while I was wearing my black latex Polymorphe helmet/mask. You get the idea. He gave me an excuse and I took it. I caught him polling Anya! Not that he and I were an item, I was careful to keep kept our affair under the radar, but I used jealousy as my excuse when I cut him off. No more of my ass for ‘Mr. Shelly’ and if he bucks I’ll destroy him and he knows it. A copy of the videos to his conservative buds back East and he’d be toast. So I’m sure he will back off. Besides, I think he’s transferred his interest to Anya and since she handled Deiter she can certainly handle him.

My new death rubber

A House of Harlot latex enclosure suit similar to the one I peeled off a dead rubber-chick

Desert rubber-chicks: It's very hot (105° F +) here in the desert in the summer and one thing a rubber-chick must avoid out here is getting caught in the sun for prolonged intervals while encased in rubber. Last week we found a rubber-chick who was suited up in black latex and left in black a car left in the sun. The temperature inside must have been 150°s if it was a degree and there was no sign of a struggle so she had probably been given a sedative of some sort. Taryn and I found her off Route 95 toward Indian Springs when we were on the way to the ranch. The girl must have died of heatstroke in less than an hour. She had recently had sex – with her killer? She was still draining semen as I peeled her suit off. The dead girl’s zippers were tightly closed and when I opened them to strip her in addition to the sweaty latex odor there must have been 2 quarts of sweat that poured out. Of course she had stopped sweating before she died as her body shut down. When I checked her protection she had a well used 65mm Ortho coil spring diaphragm inserted but was wearing it dry (no spermicide in the dome) so she was probably wearing it as a sports shield. I kept her 65mm coil as part of the set but it is much too small for me to wear for protection as I take an 80mm in a diaphragm though we are about the same size, except for our pelvic anatomy.

A hit or fatal S&M play: After I pulled off her gasmask (she wasn’t using a rebreather bag) I couldn't tell at first from the look on her face if she was smiling or if she had been terrified. I think she may have been very scared at the end if she was aware that her body was overheating. I wonder if she was dreaming or paralyzed and was aware of what was happening but was unable to help herself. I didn’t recognize her and I’m familiar with most rubber-chicks who circulate in the local clubs so she must have been new in town. The SUV she was found in was a rental that had been stolen. It doesn’t look like a Family hit but it could have been by an outside contractor or perhaps it was an S&M game that got a bit too intense and went bad and she was left to die alone. There may have been two people involved in leaving her because someone had to drive the car to where it was found, it was unlocked and the keys were on the driver’s seat, and someone had to pick up the driver. There was someone’s DNA from the semen sample but I’m betting there wouldn’t have been a match. Once I decided to strip her for her suit I couldn’t leave her to be found so we took her to the old tannery and after I took what I wanted she went into the quicklime pond. I tossed her ballet boots in too since they were poor quality and not my size.

My new ‘death rubber’: Returning readers know I collect rubber fetishwear in which women have died while having sex, hence the name ‘death rubber’ when the suits are made of latex or neoprene. My friends think I'm a bit strange but that’s the way I’m kinked. I love wearing a dead woman’s latex skin because I believe that I can sense what the person was like (not always a pleasant experience but still a thrill) and can feed on some of their energy that is still embedded in the rubber of the suit if I can harvest it fairly soon after her death. The dead woman’s essence lingering in her clothing is the case for death-leathers as well but in my experience seemingly not to the same extent as the spirit of the dead woman left in latex even if I can remove the leathers from her body within 24 hours after she died. This rubber-chick whose fetish-rubber I’m wearing was fully encased in the zippered suit, ballet boots, heavy rubber gloves, mask/helmet and gasmask but no rebreather bag, which for a fully kitted out rubber-chick is unusual. I wonder if she lost her rebreather bag when she was loaded in to the car. I'm wearing most of it now except for the gloves so I can type, her ballet boots (not my size) so I’m wearing my own Gepettos custom pointe boots and my own Mestel SGE 400 gas mask while her mask is being fumigated.

Her suit really is a wonderful addition to my collection. It’s a lovely vintage House of Harlot rubber encasement suit of wonderfully stretchy heavy black latex with full zipper crotch and breast access with helmet/mask and gloves. It is a Polymorphe design but an up-market knockoff made for heavy use. Even being a knock-off the latex is high quality, the seams smoothly and fully welded and the zippers good quality so it’s an excellent addition to my collection. I'm wearing it as I type this entry and Pirate has already ‘christened’ it taking me from behind not more than 2 hours ago as I balanced en pointe in an old comfy pair of Freeds. So now I’m still draining his seed. One of the nice things about House of Harlot suits is that their zippers are waterproof so I’m sitting a puddle of Pirate’s semen that has pooled in my crotch. Another thing about this suit is that it was custom made for a chick my size with C-cup breasts so I can wear it comfortably even when my breasts are engorged and I need to be milked. I have a large Pyrex dildo inserted – since I’m CD15 and ovulated yesterday and still in need of sexual release.- so I can play with myself as I compose this entry. Also, the A/C is turned up so I don't melt in this wonderful suit while I’m fucking myself.