Showing posts with label testosterone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label testosterone. Show all posts

Sunday, September 25, 2016

Devices and desires


Leaking nipples, a common side effect of lactation


The Photo: Leaking nipples that can be controlled by using a pad that presses down on the nipple to halt leakage. The kind that work well for me are clear Lily Padz that have adhesive backs that stay in place even while swimming. Before someone asks, no this is not a Pic of my breast, it’s too large to be mine.

The saga continues: Returning readers will recall in my post of September 21st, entitled “An offer I couldn’t refuse” I wrote about going to a prospective client (Ron’s) home on a ‘job interview’. In person Ron is very charming and did not display his wild side which the tabloids are so fond of publicizing though when we got into the details he was quite the randy gentleman as we were one-on-one and there was a limited amount of alcohol since that can affect sexual performance. During my sit-down interview we talked about me. He already knew my background as a dancer, courtesan and pelvic skills teacher and we seemed to be of the same mind about sex, BDSM and the D/s subculture about which he was interested, but not as an active participant, yet.  

Contraceptive devices: He asked what I used for contraception and mentioned he preferred bareback sex and his dislike of condoms which seems almost universal in men, except perhaps for rubber fetishists. He believes birth control is “the woman’s responsibility” and I agree since it will be me who gets pregnant if a partner’s condom tears or comes off. However, for a man who isn’t sure of the effectiveness of his partner’s birth control a condom is a good idea – that could save him the cost of a paternity suit or an abortion - and of course for a new partner with an unknown sexual history it’s ‘no glove, no love’. But I digress…

He was amazed that I use cervical barriers for contraception when I told him about my preference for latex flat spring diaphragms and the silicone Oves cervical cap. And when I showed him the spare latex FS from my slit-kit it seemed to add a bit of spice for him seeing and fondling a device with which a woman can protect herself against his sperm. He became quite obviously aroused when later I showed him how I removed and inserted the one I was wearing.  So a cervical barrier device works wonderfully as foreplay for him. I pointed out that even if his girlfriend has a frameless, copper bead GyneFix IUD implanted (which she does) she can still wear a diaphragm as a bit of ‘stagecraft’ if that is a turn-on for him and he liked that idea.

Training devices: He asked what tools I use in my pelvic training course and I mentioned Ben Wa balls, dildos and pointe shoes, preferably Gaynor Minden if the student can be properly fitted in them. We had a long talk about pointe shoes. He had dated dancers, but had never been interested in their professional shoes until recently when he analyzed his fascination with ballet dancers and realized that en pointe the wearer radiates an aura of femininity, grace, poise and power which he finds extremely erotic. Sophie, his most recent girlfriend and my prospective student, let him watch her prepare new pairs of Freed pointes for her ballet classes and he was fascinated and amazed with how so mundane an item as a pair of her pointes can stoke his libido.  He is very smitten by her and just lights up when talking about her so I think he is very much in love.

The prospective student: In her mid-twenties Sophia (Sophie) comes from a wealthy merchant family in the midlands. Educated in schools in Switzerland and at Cambridge, she is an avid SCUBA diver with a strong background in ballet which she has taken continuously since she was five y/o. She has appeared in a number of University ballet productions and takes her ballet training seriously taking class three times a week or more frequently when time permits.  She is currently working for a high profile charity organization to ‘give back’ as so many of the great and good do these days. Ron was prepared and before I asked showed me a current copy of Sophie’s medical records. She has had her Gardasil shots and other vaccinations and isn’t allergic to latex (nor is Ron) which is important in regard to the diaphragm I want her to use as a sex toy during foreplay. And lastly, I was very pleased to know that she had a regular, 6 bead, frameless copper IUD inserted about six months ago and has adjusted to it well so she can enjoy the swing of her hormones as she continues to cycle naturally. I don’t know much more about her yet so I’m looking forward to meeting her.

Desires and the Red Sea: At first I thought the timing for my interview wasn’t ideal since Saturday (9/17) I was CD1 and bleeding and Sunday, CD2, was - as it usually is – the first of my heavy days so I couldn’t wear an Oves because the flow would float it off my cervix. However, I have very regular cycles and have never ovulated when I’ve been menstrual so I only needed a diaphragm for flow control.  When he found I was menstrual he had such a lovely smile and just to be sure asked if I minded menstrual sex as he said; “I seldom get the opportunity to swim in the red sea”. He led me to his bedroom then into the master bathroom and as we stripped watched me remove empty, wash my latex flat spring diaphragm which got him aroused and was fascinated when he asked if I could feel it when it was in place and I told him I couldn’t.  He asked if it was safe for me to leave it out during shower-sex and I said it was and left it on the rim of one of the twin washbasins since I’ve never ovulated while menstrual. Then he led me into the huge multi-head shower and adjusted the water to a comfortable warm temperature.

After we wet down he put his hands under my buttocks and lifted me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as held me with my back against the wall while I tried to relax as I parted my labia and guided him as he inserted himself. It is such a thrill every time I take a new man! New DNA and a new set of bacteria are transferred between partners at an initial pairing and here I was about to have a very socially exalted man’s highly motile semen squirted into me. He smiled when he saw that I have nude pubes and mentioned that Sophie had recently had all her pubic hair removed and both he and she loved the nude look that showed the clean lines of her mons pubis and vulva.

He was gentle and thoughtful filling me slowly and it was amazing having unprotected sex with such an important man who has needs like all the other partners who I’ve had. His thick pubic bush caressed the shaft of my clit to get me off and my contractions pulled him along with me into mutual ecstasy. Then we soaped up and washed then dried each other off.  He watched as I reinserted my diaphragm which I was using as hygienic flow control that day. It’s other safety use as returning readers will recall is as ‘flood insurance’ to prevent the hydraulics of a lover’s thrusts from forcing pool water into my uterus during underwater sex which I suspected I would need that evening, and I did!

We took a relaxing swim in his pool where he took me face to face while I held on to the surround gutter as he held my hips and thrust into me. It was quick but wonderfully erotic.  Then having worked up an appetite we had a lovely dinner of rack of spring lamb that his chef had prepared and I told him that the flocks on my estate in Powys produce some of the best lamb in the UK.  Over dinner we had a delightful conversation. I was interested in knowing how he felt about being a second son and he said it suited him fine as he can get away with being a bit wild while his older brother has to be conventional since he is so often in the public eye. He was interested in the arc of my career and was fascinated at how I ended up as a Baroness with one of the oldest, largest and wealthiest estates in the UK. My life hasn’t been exactly a Cinderella story, but I have been extraordinarily fortunate and I realize it!

Scents: At bedtime he picked me up and carried me to his bed.  I mentioned that I needed to be milked and had my breast pump with me and asked if he liked the taste of breast milk and would like to milk me or if I should use the breast pump.  He had never had an adult nursing relationship (ANR) and eagerly agreed to breast feed so I told him how to peel my Lily Padz nipple shields off and suck my nipples to let my milk down. He was gentle being careful not to bite me as he sucked and emptied both breasts in about twenty minutes before we had menstrual sex again.  He had thick maroon bath towels to protect the pillow he slipped under my hips and the sheets from any menstrual flow. I let him remove my diaphragm this time for unprotected menstrual sex and to allow me to give him Pompoir with less effort. He took the partially filled diaphragm heavy with the scent of latex and my flow and licked the dome clean of the bloody discharge.

It was at that point in our encounter that I first gave him Pompoir telling him to hold on and not move while I milked his penis so he could see what Sophie should be able to do for him if she proves to be a good student. As he approached orgasm during Pompoir his grip on my shoulders tightened, he swelled inside me then shuddered, gasped, moaned and called me Sophie as he came filling me with jets of thick, hot, creamy semen! I’d seen that reaction before and knew that his calling me by her name when in my arms he had lost all sense of where he was.  I think I will tame him with a psychological penis leash, slowly and gently as too bold a move would raise a lot of questions from the circle in which he moves so it’s best to influence him from a distance.

Afterward, as I lay in his arms with our bloody coital discharge draining out of me he commented on the bouquet of scents from our lovemaking; my estrogenic perspiration, the metallic scent of my menstrual flow and sweet musk of my nipple leakage that soaked his chest hair as he lay on top of me during Pompoir.  I went to sleep with my face buried in his armpit where I could breathe deeply of his testosterone laced musk.   

To be continued... 




Thursday, April 24, 2014

Seminar side effects, Emma is pregnant


‘Ankle bondage’ foreplay, teasing Morning Wood

The Photo: Teasing Marvin before an early morning encounter after dressing in Jenna’s tights and my Gaynor Minden pointes. He loves watching me bind my feet into my shoes with the ribbons. He calls it ‘ankle bondage’. When I sleep over I dress in Jenna’s convertible foot tights over a thong back leo for class. Jenna danced for the San Francisco Ballet and the women of SFB dress conservatively for class with full bottom leos over tights rather than the Vegas way with thong-back leos under tights for bathroom breaks and quick access for assignations.

As Jenna I’m slowly accustoming him to my way of dressing and since it’s ‘Jenna’ who is making the changes as long as they are slow and he can think of them as sensual he’s quite willing to go along with what she wants or likes. Today I’m CD20 and luteal with a latex Reflexions flat spring diaphragm inserted for contraception and flood insurance since I demonstrated Dive-sex for my Advanced Sexual Techniques class at St Lucy’s earlier in the day.

Pregnancy tests: Since my girls Bea, Willow, Odette and Odile and I all got our periods there was almost no chance that any of us could have become preggers from our multiple encounters with unprotected men during the cervical barrier seminar we participated in at Crag Abbey over the UNLV Spring Break. Never-the-less the protocol is to test each week and we have all repeatedly tested negative for hCG since then.   

However, Emma, the young wife of a Gyn participating in the seminar, who also participated in the round-robin sexual encounters, emailed me that she tested positive. She hasn’t told her husband yet and it may be his as she was fertile like the rest of us, but was unprotected except by the diaphragm or FemCap and spermicide she wore. And, in the evenings she had unprotected sex with her husband so the child is probably his. Not that the Reflexions and FemCap she used during sex with other seminar participants couldn’t have leaked, but both the FemCap and Reflexions fit her very well and developed strong suction in their domes so it is unlikely.

She said DH had wanted a baby and so they had been TTC for some time so the excitement of the seminar and different partners was probably the stimulation they needed. But to me she didn’t sound all that pleased so I wouldn’t be surprised if she miscarried as so often happens during the first trimester. She didn’t seem the maternal sort and seemed to crave the excitement of sex with different men. She actually glowed after her sexual encounters with the other Gyns in the seminar. I understand the thrill she felt as I’m that way myself.

Morning Wood:  On mornings when I have slept over I Kegel out any of Marvin’s remaining spend from the previous evening and empty and wash the Reflexions and reinsert it with DiveGel+ spermicide in the dome. I dress in Jenna’s things as that turns him on and saves me time not having to change clothes again before work.  Sometimes I’ll put on one of her full bottom leos over tights knowing that he loves stripping it off me. Then he takes me on my back with my tights down around my ankles bent in a hairpin with my feet on either side of my head so he can smell my shoes while he’s thrusting deep into my anterior fornix taking me high and hard. He gives me my pleasure first then spews in me and after he withdraws he licks my waxed vulva clean before I insert a sports plug to block any coital discharge I haven’t Kegeled into his mouth while I suck our secretions off his erection then get quickly to the bidet to Kegel out the rest of his semen before it liquefies. I clean up, reinsert the sports plug, put on my face, grab my dance bag and kiss him goodbye and Jenna leaves for work taking the town car the casino sends to pick me up.  It’s a marvelous way to start a day! After class I change clothes carefully setting Jenna’s things aside so I can return them to Marvin for him to wash as he did when she was alive.

Topical testosterone dangers:  Among the escort candidates our medical staff has begun allowing the use of topical Testosterone products like Axiron and AndroGel, but primarily Axiron. This has complicated their training to an extent as their female trainers have to know who is using topical-T and be sure to avoid the areas (shoulders and under arms) on the men where topical-T has been applied.  Actually what we do is get printouts of the men on topical-T  and have the guy shower where we can watch and make sure he washes the area where he applied the testosterone product.  But some guys on Axiron do raise wood quicker and for longer too, than some of the other trainees. They aren’t necessarily better with their technique but they are really hard!

Topical-T is also becoming a problem in mini-clubs at Naughty Pleasures where men can at times go shirtless like the Boot-Bar and Toe-tape.  So now the bouncers route men to a health-care worker while the women have their bags scanned to swab the men’s shoulders and under-arms and test for topical-T at the door. If a male guest has it on his skin he has to wear a shirt and a different colored bracelet. Side effects for women who are exposed to topical-T are: Increased clitoris growth, breast growth, increased acne and facial hair growth among other things. It’s something that we really don’t want nubile teen girls and up-market escorts exposed to.

The chatelaine: Anya is here for a while so she is staying at my place and watches over my girls when I’m sleeping over with Morning Wood. She isn’t really a chaperone other than checking the STI certificates of their sex partners to ensure that they are clean and are members of our current class of escort trainees and that everyone eats properly and gets to school on time. With the girls working as assistant training staff for the male escort candidates they usually come home to sleep unaccompanied as the trainees give them a very good time for the three hours they were being taken high and hard. The release of multiple orgasms is so relaxing that the girls have no trouble going immediately to sleep after evening sessions.

If the girls sessions with their escort trainee partners have been scheduled for the afternoons then after showering and supper Anya has been taking them out clubbing accompanying them to Toe-tape the new pointe shoe mini-club within Naughty Pleasures to broaden their experience with screened ordinary men known to have pointe shoe fetishes. It gives my girls a chance for comparison and to appreciate how lucky they are to be routinely having sex with well hung expert swordsmen after a few encounters with ordinary males… if a man with a raging pointe show fetish can be considered ordinary. Some of the men who frequent Toe-tape are quite proficient with their equipment and all of them shoot live loads and are taken unprotected so it’s not as though there isn’t a hint of danger for the girls since no method of contraception is 100% effective.

In my absence Anya is also chatelaine, and keeper of the keys to the contraceptives and antibiotics cabinet at my place where we also have Viagra, Cialis and doses of EC, Plan B One-Step, ella and the abortion drug Mifeprex if needed. Since my girls all have copper bead GyneFix IUDs implanted there is very little chance that any of them will become preggers, but some of their school friends spending the weekend have tested positive or had a condom slip off or burst and had to use hormones to take care of the problem.

 


Saturday, October 30, 2010

Urination in drysuits, Testosterone at Splash Pt II


Floating in an Avon heavy rubber drysuit

Urination in drysuits: A frequent reader has taken me to task for an incomplete answer, after I raised the topic of urination while diving in my blog entry for October 25, 2010. She complained that I mentioned wetsuits but did not cover the options for a diver wearing a drysuit. There are several options for urinating in a drysuit some of which are more satisfactory than others.
• There is the ‘try-holding-it’ option, in my opinion the least satisfactory as it diverts the mind from enjoying the dive and if the diver is determined not to pee in his or her suit it shortens the dive considerably.
• Using a Pee Valve installed on the suit that allows both male and female divers to vent urine outside the suit – if it is working properly. For more about Pee Valves click here. Most of my male dive friends use pee valves but I don’t like them because they interfere with using a vaginal vibrator.
• A third alternative is self catheterization which has fallen out of favor since the advent of the Pee Valve. I’ve tried it and I really hate the feeling of the tube in my urethra and if the balloon deflates or the tube catches on something and the catheter pulls out you pee on yourself anyway. Additionally for women wearing a Penetrator plug with a vibi head for G-spot masturbation is compromised (well, it was for me) by the tube in my urethra.
• Another is to wear an adult diaper. Adult diaper technology has improved dramatically in the last few years and this is my fave alternative if I’m going to be in a drysuit for any length of time. A Penetrator plug (with urethra vent) can be worn to stimulate both the clitoris and G-spot.
• Finally the ‘wear-nothing-and-pee-in-your-suit, option. This is only satisfactory if you plan to intentionally flood your suit. Flooding a drysuit can be risky depending on the type suit and what - if any - other buoyancy devices the diver has available. The shoulder entry suits are the hardest to flood and nearly impossible for the diver to get watertight again by him or her self. My fave suit to flood is the latex HydroGlove that has a fold seal around the diver’s waist. It’s easy to reseal, but very tricky to re-inflate since it is intended for shallow water and has no constant pressure inflator valve so when submerged air has to be inserted past a wrist seal.

Women, relationships and risk in Vegas: My friends try to stay away from serious relationships with men outside the adult entertainment industry because the guys don’t understand what it takes for a woman to be successful here. A girl has to continue to push the envelope if she is going to be any sort of success, which means elbowing the competition out of the way if necessary. It also means continually training to keep a hard flexible bod and well toned pelvic muscles because men are amazed (and some are creeped out) when a small woman who they think of as being frail can ripple-grip a guy’s penis giving him a massive orgasm w/o breaking a sweat while he has her gripped tightly in his arms and is focused on staying as still and deep in her as possible. A hard bodied professional can also crush his shaft with her vaginal muscles. A girl doesn’t want to do that often or she can get a reputation as a ‘man-eater’, but if he won’t behave you have to do what’s necessary to get his attention. After his erectile tissue is crushed a guy is never the same. Transplants, implants, pumps, injections there is only so much even the best urologists can do even at a cost that will put their grandchildren through Harvard.

So a professional must keep up her training regimen which is three hours of ballet; barre, center, technique and pointe as well as two hours of pelvic training- when not with clients - every day. Guys outside the industry love it when they can partner a girl during parts of her pelvic training, but so many of them don't understand the need for a professional to constantly train. They take the girl for granted and become possessive which for them is a huge mistake because she has a long list of other admirers to choose from. It’s a given that a girl will eventually age out as a professional just as dancers and models do, but even with a modest formal education girls can make it to an upper tier with looks, talent and hard work where they can save a lot of money for retirement or to start their own business.

Towel Girls and testosterone at Splash Pt II: The puzzle has been solved. Returning readers will remember that in my entry for October 25, 2010 I wrote about a Towel Girl at Splash who claimed she was having masculizing side effects from excreted testosterone metabolites in club member’s urine and semen. The team of doctors at Splash, a Gynecologist and an Endocrinologist, insist the literature does not support her assertion. The medical team also conducted a complete inventory of the supply of drugs on hand in the small pharmacy at Splash and found a shortage in 10 cc vials of testosterone. Two were missing as were a quantity of disposable syringes. The TG who claimed the masculinizing side effects problem was interviewed and admitted taking the missing testosterone and self administering injections of it over an interval of 26 weeks in order to increase her stamina while with some of the more highly sexed club members. Her leave of absence was changed to immediate termination and increased security has been instituted at the pharmacy.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Feminine fluids and diving, Testosterone at Splash


A lactating instructor in custom made DiveRubber

The photo: The lactating instructor in the photo above is thrusting out her chest and bending backward. With the shoulder straps of her tank sloping away from her waist there is an optical illusion that she is big-breasted. By ballet standards she is, but she is only a C-cup when her breasts are full. You can tell by her full lips and the way she grips the mouthpiece of her reg that she has amazing suction for giving head.

Diving and Feminine fluids: A returning reader and friend interested in cervical barriers asks: “Does the pressure experienced in the dive tank cause an expression of breast milk or a more pronounced period. I would think it would but alas I am not a diver.”

BREAST MILK: These are good questions and ones I haven’t answered before. If it’s a normal dive and I’m breathing ambient air as I descend then there is no major pressure change on my breast tissue – other than a tight wetsuit - that would cause me to express my milk. However, there are situations where I do, such as:

1) In a descent with my air shut off (or the reg is out of my mouth) where the change in depth is 10 feet or so my nipples start to leak. If I descend 20 or 30 feet w/o breathing ambient pressure air my milk flows freely. When my milk reaches full flow will depend on how full my breasts are when I dive. I try to have a partner breast feed or I pump to empty them before diving as rough sex with engorged breasts isn’t my idea of fun. Tight rubber compressing engorged breasts may look erotic, but it is very uncomfortable and not the sort of pain I’m into.

2) The other situation that forces lactation is if I’m wearing a drysuit and I intentionally release, or don’t add, air causing the suit to ‘squeeze’ me as I descend. The rubber will compress my breasts and I will lactate in my suit. I have to be careful that a nipple isn’t caught in a fold and nearly crushed as the suit squeezes me because that can be amazingly painful. Lactating in a drysuit from squeeze (or for any other reason) can be annoying. Not from the feel of warm milk trickling down my belly, but because after the dive the suit is a nightmare to clean. The scent of rancid breast milk at one I’ve never come to love so a thorough washing of the inside as soon as possible with a white vinegar and water solution is necessary before the milk turns rancid.

The compression of breast tissue while diving will decrease the milk quantity to an extent and puts a lactating woman at a higher risk of having clogged milk ducts so I use a good skin cleanser after I dive and if I’ve been submerged more than an hour I pump a bit to ensure my ducts are flowing freely.

URINATION: Urine is another fluid the quantity of which is pressure related and that affects both male and female divers. Any diver who says s/he hasn’t peed in his/her wetsuit is lying. When diving the pressure of the surrounding water causes immersion dieresis which is not depth related as long as the diver is breathing ambient air. Immersion dieresis causes buildup of urine from increased pressure squeezing fluid out of body tissue, which is why dehydration is such a problem for divers and it can contribute to decompression sickness. That’s why it is so important that divers stay well hydrated. Immersion dieresis can reduce the amount of breast milk and the thickened milk can contribute to clogged ducts.

MENSTRUAL FLOW: The effect of diving on menstrual flow is to slow or stop menstruation during the dive primarily from the effects of immersion dieresis. Once I’m on the surface again there is a surge in flow over the next few hours that requires emptying my diaphragm more frequently.

Towel Girls and testosterone at Splash: Gigi has an after-school job as a Towel Girl at Adolph’s adult pool facility in the hills. For more about that see my March 9, 2010 Blog entry entitled ‘Towel Girl Fantasies’. One of the hormonal supplements available at Splash is Androderm, the testosterone patch and one of the senior Towel Girls is undergoing physiological changes. Her muscles are beginning to bulk up, her voice is getting deeper and she is beginning to have a little hair growing on her chest and chin. She is a petite blonde with a svelte figure and unblemished skin and that is changing though at this point she is still quite attractive. Rumor is that she is getting a reaction to the testosterone patches than most of her clients wear to improve their muscle mass, virility and stamina. That is because her specialty is mind blowing oral sex and she has swallowed pints of semen and testosterone ladened urine from her clients on a daily basis for the 7 months that testosterone therapy has been available at the club. Approximately 90% of a testosterone dose given intramuscularly (from Androderm) is excreted in the urine as glucuronide and sulfate conjugates of testosterone and its metabolites; about 6% is excreted in the feces, mostly in unconjugated form, so the thought is that she is getting masculinizing side effects from the testosterone excreted in the urine of her clients.

The Gyn who oversees the health of the Towel Girls and Endocrinologist who prescribes the hormonal supplements at Splash deny that there is any connection between this girls symptoms and her secondary ingestion of testosterone. Meanwhile she has taken a leave of absence. Gigi volunteered to take her place since a lot of the men on Androderm are wealthy Europeans who are worth cultivating as sexual partners. I’ve asked my medical advisors at the clinic to research the literature to see if there are any reports of masculinization of escorts and working girls from metabolites of testosterone ingested while giving head to men on supplementary testosterone. Meanwhile her father, Jacques, is supporting her in her desire to take the place of the masculinized blonde saying that Androderm or its equivalent have been in use in Europe for years with no instances of masculinization that can be traced to professional girls providing oral sex.

The first performances of Dracula: The first performances of my adaptation of the ballet Dracula were to packed venues and were very well received! I danced the heroine, Flora, Sunday night. I was CD3 and my period was in full flow so the audience was properly shocked when it seemed as though I was hemorrhaging. My partner, in the role of Dracula, tried to staunch the flow after he had gorged on my blood and flinging the bloody thong around he splattered a few of the men in the first several rows with my flow. I thought for guys wearing $2,000 suits they took being splattered rather well. We offered to have the suits of five men dry-cleaned and only one took the offer. The others said they were not going to have my blood cleaned off. My producer gave each of them our card so if they change their minds they can get back to us. We did say the older the stain the less likely it would come out. Fortunately there were no women in the first few rows.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Ballet boots and Pyrex dildos


A lactating leather-wench in ballet-boots psyching up before being publicly milked

Pointe boots and Pyrex dildos: I still train in pointe fighting boots three days a week at Gepetto’s studios. Taryn and I usually are sparring partners. She’s faster and I’m still stronger (for now) and while she is a bit taller our legs are the same length so she doesn’t have a reach advantage, just speed. We wear the lightly armored – titanium plates - sparing boots with all features except the heavier ceramic plate armor that come in regulation fighting boots. Returning readers will remember that sparing pointe boots have the standard Inman heel guard releases, the unitized custom titanium boxes and shanks and quad bladed heels. Each weighs about 12 oz less than regulation pointe fighting boots.

So Taryn and I had just finished our workout and went into the locker room to shower and change. There was another woman about my age and her partner who were dressing in preparation for working out and she said something about me sparing with no competition. I let the remark go by w/o reply thinking to myself that the Miss Mouthy had obviously never sparred with Taryn. When she saw that she didn’t get a rise out of me she continued on about me robbing the cradle for sparing partners and I still didn’t respond verbally, but I could see that she was becoming more agitated as it became obvious that she wasn’t going to provoke me. I had hardly started undressing and decided to stop until I saw which way this confrontation was going and began to wonder why she had taken an apparent dislike to me. Did she know me from somewhere? I didn’t think so, but over the years I’ve made a lot of enemies. Was she on something that was causing her to be irrational and aggressive? I couldn’t tell.

By then she had taken off her street clothes and had her amour and boots laid out and as her partner helped her into her armor she whispered into Miss Mouthy’s ear. She just shook her head and kept on dressing as she continued to goad me about fighting children etc. She pulled on toe pads and forced her toes into the blocks of her boots then walked around to set her pointes before zipping them up. Then she was armed but not protected. All pointe boot fighters wear some form of pelvic protection that can vary widely based on individual women’s choices. I was wearing a silicone Penetrator plug under my armor. She opened a small cooler and removed a Pyrex dildo from a mound of crushed ice. I was familiar with the type she was using, one that is keyed to fit behind the pubic bone when fully inserted to prevent displacement if there are strong vaginal muscle contractions. That she was using a cooled glass dildo gave me a clue as to what might have led to her verbal attack on me. Cooled dildos are often used by women on testosterone, androgen therapy, to temper their aggression to the point that it can be kept under control. Taryn and I watched fascinated as Miss Mouthy rolled a lubed condom on to the chilled glass and adjusted her labia as she pushed it in until it keyed locking behind her pubic bone after which she sighed. Then she smiled as she stood up and faced me. She hadn’t bothered to fasten the pelvic padding and armor plate protection of her suit which hung down over her tight tush like a broad beaver tail when she hit the Inman releases on her heels. I heard the twin pings as her heel guards were flung away and her blades were bare. All three of us yelled ‘BARE BLADES’ simultaneously as we were taught to do when blades are unsheathed by a wearer anywhere but in a fighting ring. And then she kicked at my head with her right foot.

The fight: Since I wasn’t wearing my helmet that was a forbidden move as you can permanently disfigure or kill an opponent who isn’t wearing a helmet, but then it is forbidden to fight in the dressing room too. Once she swung first I was allowed (by Gepetto’s rules) to defend myself. It was over in 15 seconds. Her kick has propelled her into a single pirouette with her armored tail flying out behind her. As she landed her turn facing me my first kick was to the head of her glass dildo. Pyrex is strong stuff but under stress it can shatter. Given that it was chilled and then inserted into a 96° F vagina and then the tip was subjected to a really brutal kick, the glass shattered. As the platform of my boot withdrew from the kick I could see the starred glass of the plug head where it had shattered and shredded the latex membrane of the condom she used as an insertion aid. Her eyes went wide, her mouth opened to scream but no sound came out and she bent double clawing at her crotch. As she bent over I pulled my second kick only tapping her in the face crushing her nose as she toppled forward on to her face where she shattered her lower jaw. She lay there quivering and moaning and bleeding from the mouth, nose and vagina. I’m sure security was already on the way having seen the fight on the CCTV but I pushed the alarm button anyway just to have on record that I asked for help. I really hate for that sort of thing to happen. I haven’t been challenged – if that’s what she was trying to do – in months. I was hoping that the days of me of having to prove myself every time some woman with a grudge or on hormones, or both gets a wild hair up her ass and decides she wants a piece of me were behind me. I don’t mind aggressive men, they can be fun, but there is no making-up sex afterward if I fight a woman. Gepetto came to the studio to see the extent of the injuries and said that the video shows it wasn’t my fault. He did say however that Miss Mouthy is the daughter of a mob boss who is out here looking to carve out a piece of the local pie for himself. So I may hear about it from him. Awww, damn! Sigh! The ER doctor said the dildo had shattered into long slivers and shredded her cervix. The lower part of her uterus was so badly shredded that she ended up having a Hysterectomy. I have always thought wearing a glass dildo while fighting was a very bad idea and it turned out I was right.

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I'm a classically trained dancer and SAB grad. A Dance Captain and go-to girl overseeing high-roller entertainment for a major casino/resort