Underwater encounters and heel height as an economic indicator

Divemaster in ‘The Pit’ Thanksgiving weekend

Dive-sex and Nitrox: The two most common recreational diving Nitrox mixes contain 32% (Nitrox I) and 36% oxygen (Nitrox II), which have maximum operating depths (MODs) of 34 metres (112 ft) and 29 metres (95 ft) respectively. We had all the dive computers set up by our Divemaster so even the teens could safely use Nitrox II at the bottom of my 68 ft deep pool, The Pit. At a max depth of 68 feet there should be little danger of oxygen toxicity while using 36% oxygen gas to reduce nitrogen loading and so extend bottom time for underwater sexual encounters. This has worked extremely well and we all had at least one bottom encounter before breakfast.

Sexual Safeguards for women divers: During a very sexually active weekend involving dive-sex and multiple partners, in addition to wearing a gas-guard, it’s important to use a good waterproof vaginal lube and a biocide to prevent friction lesions in the vaginal walls as well as minimizing the likelihood of developing Candida or Bacterial Vaginosis (BV) caused by having the vaginal pH upset by several different sets of bacteria introduced into the vagina by multiple partners. Use of DiveGel+ a combination of a silicone gel lube, O9 spermicide and biocide reduces the chances of a vaginal infection from over use and multiple partners. Staying well hydrated is extremely important so you don’t have a heat stroke during a dive. It’s amazing how dehydrating dive-sex can be for a woman. Water pressure squeezes out body fluids into our urine and a well endowed male thrusting into our G-spots with the bladder directly behind it means we frequently urinate during dive-sex as well as lose fluid by perspiring from the physical exertion, increased blood pressure and respiration, during thrusting and orgasms, so we all carry a bottle of spring water and have a long drink before diving. There is a ritual of vaginal prep that experienced women divers should go through in the morning before dive-sex. After emptying our bowels and bladders we insert our gas-guards and apply a 10 mg applicator of DiveGel+ in the vagina and we are good to go to start our day. Of course none of these precautions guard against contracting an STI so I carefully screen all my guests by requiring them to take and pass a full STI panel.

While the men watched the parades and played poker most of the women (except Diané, Cara and Adèle who aren’t really into dance any more) took our morning ballet class, which I led as well as took myself. Before we showered the men wanted fetish sex with the dancers taken balanced en pointe in toe-shoes. After class, while we are warmed up and supple and the adrenaline is still flowing is a great time for ballet-sex and we all changed into Gaynors so we didn’t have to work so much to stay over our blocks while being penetrated from behind. Diané, Cara and Adèle wore five inch stilettos – stripper heels - which kept them on three-quarter pointe and simulated, after a fashion, pointe-sex. It was a marvelous morning!

Cyndi’s mom: Cyndi’s mom Fiona and her partner Maj. Colin Tree flew in from Washington DC this morning to spend the long weekend. She is usually involved with lobbying congress but is currently finishing preparations for a visit of senior UK ministers to discuss joint sovereign debt reduction. Fiona and Colin both love dive-sex and Fiona currently favors a latex Prentif (28mm) cervical cap as a gas-guard and loves how Colin can ram the dome of her Prentif so hard that when she wants to remove it she has to pry it off her cervix by breaking the vacuum in the dome using a crochet needle with a 10mm hook.

Adolph’s secret ingredient: As I mentioned in an earlier post he was going to do Adolph brought a special meat for the gravy. It’s only in the last several years, since Germans have risen in power at the Vatican, that Adolph has had access to this scarce ingredient, fresh human testicles. He had managed to obtain the gonads of an entire entering class of ten young boys, when they were castrated shortly after disappearing into service in a secret monastic society’s choral school. Finely diced and broiled in sweet butter then added to the roast turkey drippings, broth from the gizzard, liver, and neck along with flour and thickened to taste the tender morsels of meat melt in the mouth. And, it is said that for women who consume them there is an amazing increase the libido, which is why the supply of castrato’s testicles is so prized by church officials who feed them (sparingly) to their mistresses.

The delicacy was packed in dry ice and ‘Limnaea’ (my G550) stopped in Milan to pick it up on the way back from ferrying couriers to and from the Near East. Adolph had his lab check the meat for all known STIs and organ borne pathogens since neither he nor I are interested in getting Creutzfeldt-Jacob Disease no matter how delicious the meal. All the meat was disease free which since it came from 9 y/o boys you would hope would be the case. I haven’t told my guests what Adolph brought to share with us nor of the possible effect consuming it might have on the ladies in the group. I want to see if I can notice any difference in the sexual behavior of my women guests before I say anything. Last night they all seemed more amorous even the ones like Diané and Cara who are far less sexually assertive. I felt friskier than usual, but given that I knew that the Castrati gonads were supposed to be an aphrodisiac my opinion of my own performance is suspect.

The New York Times
Heel Height Times Tweets?
By ERIC WILSON

THE 1920s notion of a “hemline index,” in which the economist George Taylor posited that skirt lengths rise and fall in relation to the economy, suggests that fashion is socially determined. In a modern twist, a report about the direction of high heels, issued by I.B.M., proposes that fashion can now be determined through social media.

To promote its software and consulting services, I.B.M. announced that its computer analysis of “billions of social media posts” pointed to a downward trend in heel heights. This was surprising, the company said, because heels usually go up during an economic downturn.

While an intriguing thesis, it bears some fact-checking.

First, I.B.M.’s case: By mapping the most influential participants in online conversations about shoes, the company was then able to eavesdrop on a dozen key bloggers. It found that the median heel heights mentioned on those sites dropped to two inches this year from seven inches in 2009.

But did women really wear seven-inch heels in 2009? Is that physically possible?

Trevor Davis, who led the I.B.M. survey, argued: “The absolute number is not really what is of great interest here. It is the relevant movement.”

There is, indeed, anecdotal evidence of a decline in heel height, but mixed opinions about whether that has anything to do with the economy. Colleen Sherin, the senior fashion director of Saks Fifth Avenue, wasn’t buying it. Yes, flats are going to be big for spring, but so are wedges.

“I know that people like to take an economic read from heel heights, skirt lengths and selling red lipsticks,” she said, “but it is just the cycle of fashion.”

Elizabeth Semmelhack, the senior curator at the Bata Shoe Museum in Toronto, has proposed that heels grow higher in a bad economy, citing the introduction of platforms during the Great Depression and their reappearance during the oil crisis in the 1970s and again during the dot-com bust. But even that was a “casual observation,” not gospel, she said.

Valerie Steele, the chief curator at the Museum at F.I.T., said the evidence does not hold up, even if people are talking about it online.

“You can have absolutely vertiginous heels and, at the same time, sell billions of ballet flats,” Ms. Steele said. “It all goes back to that Mark Twain quote: ‘Lies, damned lies and statistics.’ ”

Personal comment: Seven inch heels? The IBM computer must have been programmed to search fetish sites and even then there are only a few of us who can actually wear ballet-boots or pointe shoes, the heelless ultimate in high heels, to walk around en pointe confidently in them. I tend to agree with Valerie Steele. However, I will say that in 2008 when the stock market went into free-fall the number of senior business men who sought to escape the economy by immersing themselves in pointe shoe and ballet-boot sexual fantasies available in Vegas skyrocketed so it became difficult to find enough elite talent to service the demand for ballet-sex. The demand has decreased now, but it is still 20% above it’s 2007 peak. Of course that is demand on the male side not involving fashionable heel height, skirt length or lipstick colors.

A tea-bagging accident

A tea bagger wannabe; Estrogen, alcohol and the wrong anatomy

Tea bagging at Splash: One of the towel girls at Splash was helping a club member with his needs when there was a bizarre accident. The guy was into domination and one thing he enjoyed was to tea-bag his female partner. He had helped her into a zippered leather D-suit with hood – a catsuit with D-rings to restrain the wearer – and strapped her to a wide leather covered encounter table leaving only her arms free to pleasure him while he had his way with her. He had taken her twice vaginally and was tea bagging her while recycling to enter her anally when the accident occurred. The towel girl had a fellatio guard with her and asked if he wanted her to wear it and the client said no because he liked to feel his partner’s teeth on his testicles.

While he was positioned on the table squatting over her face – facing away from her - with his scrotum in her mouth she played with his testicles with her tongue. His stamina began to fade and he asked her to insert one of the medicated silicone butt plugs he had brought with him in his man bag and he handed her an individually wrapped pre-lubricated clear silicone butt plug. She said later that she didn’t really look at it closely and just stripped off the wrapper and had him lean forward as far as he could w/o coming out of her mouth. She spread his cheeks with one hand and pushed it in with the other. To prevent him slipping out of her mouth while she inserted his plug she had tightened her jaws on the soft folds of tissue of his scrotum and he had leaned forward enough that the skin was stretched tight and his little men were pushing against the backs of her front teeth. Her client asked her to make sure the plug was pushed in all the way so the sphincter notch would engage his anal sphincters and braced himself as she pushed it harder until she felt his sphincter pull the plug deeper as it gripped the notch. She gave it another push and felt a slight thump and didn’t think anything more about it.

Suddenly the client gasped and tried to stand up out of the squat and the frightened girl reflexively clamped her jaws tighter on his scrotum which was enough to throw him off balance and he fell off the table. Her head strapped to the table in the BDSM hood didn’t move nor did her jaws open. So when he fell off the table he castrated himself, though at that point it didn’t really matter. That’s because he had accidentally given her the wrong plug, one that had a syringe filled with very high grade cocaine and the last push on the head of the plug had emptied the syringe into his colon. Since he had snorted 2 lines of high quality snow just before they started their encounter he took a massive overdose and was dead shortly after he hit the floor. He also broke his neck when he landed on his head. The TG spit out his sack and screamed for help.

The accidents commercial aspect: If it hadn’t been for the coke they could have called 911 and reported the accident. The client, a single 33 y/o Canadian, had started his own import/export company selling erotic toys. He had been in town from Montreal attending a convention which had ended that day. Splash management made the best of the situation and had his things removed from his hotel room and checked him out electronically and he disappeared. He had used a credit card for services at Splash but the transaction isn’t processed until the client leaves. His charges were canceled so there is no record of him being at Splash and his rental was driven back to McCarran and parked in the long term lot.

The video of the encounter rather than being just another porn vid turned into a far more marketable product, a snuff video. Taryn has an agreement with Adolph to distribute videos taken at Splash and at The Well, his deep water training facility, so as soon as they clean up and master the video it should start distribution in Europe. The manipulation of his facial features to avoid recognition takes the most work and the TG’s features were hidden by the hood she wore so identity security is good. Members purchasing copies of the encounter will get the entire 48 minutes showing the TG being fucked vaginally and her being suited up in her leather D-suit as well as the Tea bagging portion and the insertion of the medicated butt plug and the fatal result. This should be a top selling snuff DVD.

A reader asked: “Are Jill-straps useful in female sports?” That question must have come from a man or perhaps a girl who has never played contact sports. A Jill-strap is a female pelvic protector, the female equivalent of a male’s athletic cup, and any woman who has had her clitoris mashed or twisted by getting a knee or foot in the groin knows the answer to that question is a resounding YES! Any girl curled into the fetal position crying and moaning in agony on a studio floor or a sports field after getting kicked in her unprotected crotch will never forget her pelvic protector again. That’s why it’s a bit chancy working with a new dance partner who may kick you if you are practicing w/o pelvic protection. That is one of the great things about a properly fitted Penetrator plug it provides maximum pelvic protection while being almost undetectable even when wearing a thong. A Penetrator is also fun to wear to a party if you aren’t into being finger fucked that night.

Drysuit neck seals

Heavy rubber drysuit showing the neck seal

Drysuit neck seals and buoyancy: Most women rubber fetish divers who wear drysuits don’t use a buoyancy control device (BCD). That means that: 1) They have to be experienced enough with the drysuit they are diving that they can control their buoyancy with it. 2) That w/o a BCD by decreasing the air in their drysuit they can show off their figures and experience arousal from the suits squeeze compressing their bodies and 3) They are at risk of having an uncontrolled descent if their neck seal fails. An uncontrolled descent can often be fatal to a diver even in a shallow pool if she is diving solo and has no way to get off the bottom. I always carry a small lift-bag in a pouch on the waist strap of my tank harness in case I find myself in that situation.

It’s a bit other-worldly to be attacked while diving, especially while wearing a drysuit because unlike wearing a wetsuit when her drysuit is being used for buoyancy control a diver is a much larger and far more vulnerable target. In most dive films or TV programs showing underwater fights a diver almost always has her air hose cut. I’ve been attacked so often that I have my air hoses armored now which in the case of my twin-hose Mistral the titanium mesh armored hoses actually helps give the hoses neutral buoyancy rather than the air filled hoses tugging at my mouthpiece and causing me to exert effort to keep my head level rather than my chin being pulled toward the surface from the lift of the air in the hoses.

All three times I’ve been attacked my attacker went for my air hose. In a wetsuit that’s a good strategy, but if I’m attacking a diver in a drysuit I like to go for the neck seal. It’s a large soft target and if you can slit an opponent’s neck seal at the very least you have flooded his or her suit and weighted her down. If s/he is wearing a BCD and can still control her buoyancy my next slash is the air bladder of her BCD. If she isn’t wearing a BCD then slashing an opponent’s neck seal probably caused her to lose buoyancy – even if she drops her weights - and begin an uncontrolled descent. An uncontrolled descent in open water is almost always fatal. If I can I like to pull my opponents fins off as well, which limits her ability (regardless of her strength) to fin her way to the surface while trapped in a flooded drysuit. If my opponent reaches the bottom alive it’s just a matter of time until s/he runs out of air. If it’s a woman and I can reach her body I like to check her vagina to see what upper reproductive tract protection she was using. Before disposing of the body I’ll harvest any of her equipment that I want. I don’t think I’m particularly vindictive, but if my attacker has really upset me or I need something for DNA verification I’ll harvest her ovaries or his testicles. Disposal is a lot easier in open water because if you slit the belly so it won’t bloat and float as it rots a diver can disappear w/o a trace.

Cycle status: I’m CD11 today and fertile with the transparent silicone rubber membrane of an Oves sucking on my cervix collecting my fertile cervical fluid. I feel so safe and confident when wearing an Oves. The week I’m fertile I’m always more eager for sex with a man and for some reason I seem to be more easily aroused when it’s raining as it is this morning. It’s raining here in town but it is snowing in the hills to the west of us and to the south in Henderson.

Ben Wa balls and IUDs: A reader asks if its safe to use Ben Wa balls with an IUD. If the IUD is a GyneFix frameless IUD implant the answer is yes it is quite safe. However, if the IUD is one with a frame, such as a ParaGard or a Mirena which have strings that protrude from the cervix and the Ben Wa balls are connected together as they commonly are it is possible that the strings of the IUD could tangle in the material connecting the balls and pull the IUD out of the wearer’s uterus. Ben Wa balls that are not connected so there is no possibility of the IUD strings tangling with them can be used safely while wearing a framed IUD.

IUDs and dive-sex: While I’m discussing IUDs, I’ve mentioned this before but it’s worth repeating for my women readers. We had a woman auditioning for a seat in our escort training class who had her ParaGard pulled out when the strings stuck to the dome of her gas guard. Gas guards are mandatory for dive-sex to minimize the possibility of a gas embolism so we advise all women with framed IUDs who want to train for or have dive-sex to switch to a frameless GyneFix implant or have the strings cut off her framed IUD so it won’t interfere with her gas guard. Ideally a framed IUD should be replaced by a GyneFix if possible because the uterine cramps caused by an intense orgasm of the sort usually experienced during dive-sex will often bend the frame of a ParaGard or Mirena causing it to either embed in the uterine wall or be expelled. No woman is accepted for our escort training classes if she has a framed IUD inserted.