Lake Tahoe and the Duchess

Lake Tahoe the Sierra Nevada in the background

The Photo: Lake Tahoe looking North West is a large freshwater lake in the Sierra Nevada Mountains. At a surface elevation of 6,225 ft., it is located along the border between California and Nevada, west of Carson City. Lake Tahoe is the largest alpine lake in North America. Its depth is 1,645 ft, making it the deepest in the United States after Crater Lake (1,945 ft. In August the Average high temperature is about 77° F while the low is about 44° F a major difference from the mid summer temps we experience in Las Vegas. Water temperatures warm to 65 to 70° F during August and September great for recreational diving at that altitude, but too cold for dive-sex as very few men can sustain an erection in water that temperature even when taking a performance enhancing medication.

The Duchess:  Alice and her travel staff arrived mid-day Sunday and Willow (her 20 y/o granddaughter) and I took three of Adolph’s Mercedes SUVs down to the airport to pick her up. She had two four-piece Louis Vuitton Leather Luggage sets as well as her dive gear and then the luggage for her Personal Assistant/bodyguard and ladies maid/dresser. She had slept soundly on the plane so she was ready to go when she deplaned.

Alice has her PA dress in tight black leathers when they are out together as she believes that focuses any attention on her PA and not on her. The PA’s last name is Peel and Alice calls her ‘Emma’, which Alice thinks is very droll and ‘Emma’ doesn’t seem to mind. I didn’t get the name association since I’d never seen the British TV series The Avengers (1961-1969) which had a character named Emma Peel played by Diana Rigg from 1965 to 1969 who Alice explained seemed always to be clad in tight leather. I Googled her and Alice’s Emma does look a bit like a young Diana Rigg and when Alice and Emma are together there are enough similarities for them to be mother and daughter and they make a striking pair.

Emma fills out her 5’7”frame beautifully and she doesn’t wear heels while working since you can’t really run fast in heels. She prefers a sort of leather combat sneaker with steel toes and crape soles. It’s not the sort of shoe that attracts male attention while being worn, but is extremely effective for security work.

Mindful that Alice while here doesn’t want to be seen as on a royal progress I’m presenting her in public as just another of my Brit-Chick friends. Other than her plumy upper-class accent she can act middle or lower class when she wants. Actually, she can cuss like a sailor in French, German, Spanish and Italian as well as English. A gutter vocabulary she said was greatly expanded while attending an elite girl’s school in Switzerland. She has some bespoke ballet-boots from a British shoemaker and has been wearing them for a lesbian Domme on Virgin Gorda who is training her to build up her stamina while wearing them properly for long intervals. However, they aren’t nearly as well made or comfortable as ones from Gepetto’s. She brought them along to continue her calf and ankle training until she can get several pairs of Gepetto’s boots.

Gepetto fits Alice in ballet-boots: Going to Gepetto’s was our first order of business Monday morning. Alice, Emma, Willow and I took Limnaea II down to McCarran International. It would be closer to fly into North Las Vegas but the pilot had filled the tanks at my request and while we weren’t at max TO weight we would have been a bit heavy getting off the 5,000 ft runways there. So landing at McCarran gave us a chance to take a helicopter to Gepettos and on the way I got to show Alice a bit of the city; my casino, my home and Adolph’s place as well as Splash and The Lorelei which she had heard me talk about.

Gepetto fitted her himself. She has lovely high arches and gorgeous insteps which are important for prolonged wearing and no foot irregularities that would require custom adjustments. She got exactly the same options Gepetto recommended for me; the light weight unitized titanium toe-box and shank assembly with light titanium armor plates in the shafts, quarter panels and titanium mesh/scales in the tongues as well as replicable lace splitter heels and spider filament laces with a dozen pairs of spare laces and four pairs of heel guards with Inman release mechanisms for walking on slippery floors or expensive rugs w/o punching holes in them.

Spider filament laces are nearly impossible to break or cut. However,  having a doz. pairs allows her maid to change them out to wash off the ejaculate from males paying homage to her by stroking off into her laces. Returning readers know the armor is necessary because when partying with other ballet-boot wearers tempers can flare and with 7 inch spike heels a malicious boot wearer can with little effort ‘accidently’ put a heel into a rival or adversary’s unarmored instep very quickly.

Alice ordered three pairs, two in calf length black leather and one in brown. She will have them by early next week when Willow (her granddaughter) and I take her clubbing in Vegas. In the meantime Alice will be wearing her Brit Ballet boots or pointe-shoes at Adolph’s meet and greet get-togethers. While we were there Willow dropped off a pair of her boots for replacement of the linings.  She also picked up a pair which had just had the linings and padding replaced after more than a year of heavy use.

Alice goes shopping: She was introduced to the first of the group of possible sexual partners over cocktails Sunday night and other men individually at breakfast, lunch and dinner on Monday. If she is interested it’s more or less vanilla sex before she will choose a partner for dive-sex. I won’t leave her alone in an unmonitored encounter pool. All our pools have full coverage with at least four conceded HD video cams and monitoring the voice transmissions from their FFMs while giving the appearance of privacy to occupants so Emma will be available in seconds if she is needed.

I’ve offered her a selection of possible lovers from Pirate’s best male escorts. The requirements are: a negative recent full STI panel, heterosexual ballet dancers in their late 20s to early 40s. Have amazing sexual stamina, can be gentle or rough, are expert swimmers, are good at dive-sex and ballet-sex and are fluent in French and Spanish as well as English. I decided to use professionals because while expensive they are known quantities and if one or more disappears there would be few questions asked. She seems very pleased with the selection and is still putting the candidates through their paces. I suspect she will settle on at least three favorites unless she decides to just fuck them all! 

Chalet Adolph: Adolph’s estate was formerly a boutique hotel so doesn’t lack for apace to sleep guests. On the roof of the new wing there is a sun deck with beautiful and unobstructed views. To the east is the lake with the mountains in California in the distance and to the west are the jagged peaks of the Sierra Nevada Mountains close behind us.

The encounter pools are all 30 feet deep, the maximum depth that coil and arcing spring diaphragms and FemCap can safely and comfortably worn. The Divemaster’s shop is there by the pools for mask, regulator, pool-pointes and platform weights and tank choices for guests who didn’t bring their own.

Altitude training: A benefit of exercise at an elevation of 6,000 feet is that since the air is thinner it takes more effort to do the same set of exercises or ballet class combinations than when at 2,000 ft in Vegas or at sea level on Virgin Gorda. My wards and I have found that a goal to be able to run up and down a flight of twenty concrete steps to the sundeck in ballet-boots may be unachievable in the time we have here. I have a flight of fifteen in the basement of my casino that I run up and down, but that’s at 2,000 feet not 6,000.  It’s a humbling experience for any woman who thinks she is in good enough shape to be able to run in ballet-boots. It is an exhausting exercise, but really builds up your lung capacity if you can stick with it long enough. Just walking up and down the flight of twenty to the sundeck several times is marvelous exercise and may be all that should be expected this time. Because Alice goes hiking so often in the mountains on Virgin Gorda in ballet-boots she is keeping up with me and girls young enough to be her granddaughters.  Her stamina is also a tribute to her trainer who developed her boot training regimen and has kept her motivated.

Jenna is back, as a Domme

Do these boots make me look fat?

The photo: Fishnets, corset and locked boots (so he can’t get them off me) I’ve decided to show Marvin, my $650 an hour psychiatrist, an entirely new side of his dead wife. I’m introducing him to Jenna as a Domme.

Jenna: Returning readers will remember Marvin (Morning Wood) when delusional, thinks I am Jenna and he becomes delusional only in that way when I’m near him for more than fifteen minutes at a time. Otherwise he seems to functions rationally. He says I could be her identical twin as I have the same small lithe hard body, color eyes, green, and hair, red. Same smile, same scent, and same profession, ballet dancer. And the same taste in designer clothes, perfumes and shoes. From the photos I’ve seen of her in his office and home, he’s right. I appear to look exactly like her, at least while clothed. The delusion is a coping mechanism from the trauma of his wife and baby being killed in an auto accident a bit more than a year ago and I’m happy to give him comfort both psychologically and physically. He is marvelous in bed, awesomely hung and knows what to do to please me with every centimeter of it.

In addition to the amazing sex he is helping me come to terms with my responsibilities as a Priestess of the Goddess Aphrodite/Venus. It doesn’t seem to have occurred to him that when alive Jenna wasn’t a Priestess of Aphrodite, but I have no interest in pointing out the inconsistencies in his delusion since even with all the strange bits  it suits us both extremely well. As I mentioned, he is amazingly good in bed and I get my counseling sessions free and he knows not to be controlling with me or I’ll cut him off.

Arrival home: We arrived back at McCarran International late Friday afternoon and while we all had a wonderful time and got to meet a lot of new men it was so good to be home and sleep in our own beds and not be awakened with an erect penis poking us in the back or the slippery tip being pushed between our cheeks. We have a lot going on in the next few weeks with the students for the two week Summer Ballet Intensive at St Lucy’s coming in this week and after the SBI we will all be going to Lake Tahoe for two weeks to stay at Adolph’s and dive the lake. My wards, Bea, Willow, Odette, Odile and I all began to bleed this past Friday right on schedule as I was CD1 and all my girls are in menstrual synchrony with me and when menstrual enjoy secondary peaks in our libidos. Even though their contraceptive method, the GyneFix copper IUD, is extremely effective and my use of cervical barriers has never failed me in the more than fifteen years I’ve been using them no method is 100% effective so there is always a chance, especially since we are all so sexually active with unprotected extremely fertile men, that there could be a contraception failure.

The girls after taking full STI panels and pregnancy tests to prove they are safe to work as trainers with unprotected candidates are back on the schedule as training partners for the men in our escort candidate training class. In the weeks we have been gone a good many new men have become trainees so it’s not as though the girls aren’t continuing to meet hew well hung and very fertile men. The scent of their testosterone laced sweat is marvelously erotic and especially so for the next few days since we are menstrual. 

Trust but verify: Since Marvin and I had been away from each other since mid May, about seven weeks, we both had full panel STI tests done so we could exchange them at our first meeting after I returned home. And I peed on a stick for him to show him I wasn’t preggers. Neither of us had any expectation that the other would be celibate while we were apart, but I hadn’t left Marvin w/o some of Jenna’s/my secretions and scents to remember me by. In preparation for being away I had worn Jenna’s thongs when I was fertile and menstrual and not been as careful to avoid staining them with my menstrual blood, fertile cervical mucus (FCM) and some of the coital discharge from our couplings and even urinated a tiny bit in the cotton lining of a few. Eighteen highly scented pairs of Jenna’s panties to give him something to smell and suck on if he began to feel really depressed.

Reliving sexual tension: He was so glad to see me! I can’t imagine what it must feel like to have an erection that large pressing on the front of his trousers as he met me at the door of his condo.  I had worn my ballet-boots – the lightly armored black leather calf length ones from Gepetto’s with the unitized titanium toe boxes and shanks, interchangeable-replaceable heels with spider filament laces and lace splitter heels. They were fragrant with Obenauf's Leather Oil Preservative and I intended to Dominate him from the start as he was so needy he wouldn’t complain that much or if I did it properly, not at all. He seems to have developed a fondness for the scent of Obenauf's Leather Oil so now when he smells it he is conditioned to get an erection.  How is that for training a submissive!

I didn’t want him finishing inside me less then three minutes after I helped him insert himself so I took the bull by the horn, in a manner of speaking. I had him clear off the top of his desk and then kneel on it so I could give him head while I was standing in my boots in front of him and he could see my reflection in the plate glass window of his office that I use as a mirror to do barre sometimes during our sessions. I’ve blown him several times now while he’s on his knees on his desk, and he watches to see if my ankles wobble when I’m on my toes concentrating on sucking seed.

He is uncut and I love tonguing his frenulum forcing his glans tight against the roof of my mouth to squeeze it while I rock back and forth to move him in and out. For fellatio I often wear a hood to prevent my partner from tangling his fingers in my hair. That’s especially important as men typically tend to grab my head and force themselves deeper down my throat when about to cum. Wearing a hood I can slip my hands under his arms and break his grip so I can lean back a bit to breathe and swallow while still manipulating his glans with my tongue. Otherwise with his fingers entwined in my hair I can’t get out of his grip to breathe and could end up with semen in my lungs and aspiration pneumonia.

This time I sucked him off twice which I thought should make his release in my vagina a bit less urgent and result in him having more lasting power. I swallowed his loads; I almost always do if I’m giving oral to a friend. Guys seem to be more appreciative if a girl swallows his semen and if he has no STI then the contents of his ejaculate could be thought of as a nutritional supplement with trace nutrients and protein. Sometimes if a man has been eating spicy foods or asparagus his spend tastes a bit off to awful, but I tell myself its good for me and swallow. It worked just as I planned and he lasted a good (actually an amazing) twenty minutes before finishing inside me with blood running down my thighs as he caused me to gush and overflow my Milex Omniflex diaphragm. He took me from behind while I bent over the barre against the plate glass window giving me a series of vaginal orgasms that had my toes curling in my boots and gasping, moaning and mewing. Fortunately the building he is in is very well built so the walls are soundproof something that a lover of his abilities needs in a nest for assignations with sex partners.

 

The swan twins get Ballet boots

A commercial pair of leather ankle length ballet boots

Gepetto’s ballet boots: The first part of last week I took the twins to Gepetto's cobbler shop to be fitted for their first pairs of ballet boots. They were so excited! I had been watching closely how they were performing in their Gaynor pointes around our home. I haven’t allowed them to wear pointes to classes at UNLV as they can be too much of a distraction, but they can wear them shopping and on dates (in dry weather), and when working with escort trainees and they do as much as possible. With their previous ballet training and with nearly total immersion in wearing pointes and pointework – when away from the UNLV campus – for the last 6ix weeks their feet were tough enough and ankles strong enough that I thought it time they learn about sex in ballet boots.

Ballet boots, the public perception: The general public, to the extent they are aware of ballet boots at all, seems to see them as primarily BDSM footwear and they are correct as most wearers are only capable of wearing them in the bedroom. Unfortunately, they are also seen as being worn by a less desirable element of society because the women, and virtually all ballet boot wearers in public are women, are seen by security either as potential trouble makers (I’ve learned not to shop in them while carrying a riding crop) or shoplifters or as a distraction for a shoplifting associate. And merchants don’t like BB wearers with unguarded heels in their stores because they can ruin carpets and wood floors and pose a significant insurance risk from falls on marble and tile floors. That’s because the wearer’s weight is more on the heels in BBs than in stilettos where a lot of a wearer’s weight is on her flexed forefoot and there is less stability balanced on the platform and heel rather than the forefoot in stilettos. I’ve written elsewhere about being followed around by mall security as a possible theft risk. Where they think I would conceal anything when I’m in BBs, a leather catsuit and hood carrying a clutch that hardly holds my car keys, lipstick and a credit card is beyond me.

Returning readers may recall that I think it’s easier to walk around in a pair of properly fitted and laced ballet boots than to walk for the same length of time en pointe in toe-shoes.  Unique to ballet boots and what makes them such a favorite of Doms to lock their Subs in, is that the foot can’t be flexed and is forced to remain pointed which can take some getting used to and even if a woman is skilled and strong enough to walk in them running is impossible. So the ballet boot is often viewed as submissive footwear. But worn by the right women ballet boots can convey considerable power to a dominant, which is why I wear them while duty casino manager. Anyway, I’ll be training the twins for ballet-sex in boots and I’m sure they will find it much easier than ballet-sex in pointe shoes as soon as they get past the leg cramps which with the proper diet and boot training they should be able to minimize. 

The Fitting: Gepetto himself measured the twin’s feet and they both have the same arch and instep height, width and length and heel shape so they should be able to wear each other’s boots most of the time.  He fitted them with the ultra-light unitized titanium toe-box and shank stamping with the standard replicable heel locking mechanism. I specifically did not order the custom heel lock that would have allowed them to attach bladed heels. Gepetto showed the girls how the interior and exterior of the toe box and platform are padded to cushion the toes and quieten the sound of the sueded platforms hitting the floor.

He had some try-on boots in their approximate size so he could show them how to lace the boots after putting on toe pads and hose before slipping their feet into the boots. The nylon was smoothed out, the thickly padded tongue positioned and the non-stretch nylon laces were laced very tightly across the instep and ankles. The instep lacing is critical in wearing ballet boots as most of the weight of the body is supported by the instep wedged between the tongue and laces and the insole covering the arched titanium shank that will flex a bit with the full weight of a 100 lb woman. The girls walked around in their try-ons and didn’t wobble a bit. They had been practicing in 5” stripper heels for several weeks so had the walk down quite well except that in boots their feet were pointed and their toes were about an inch off the floor with the internal padding, the titanium box and the outer sound deadening padding and thick sueded leather platforms.  The cost for a pair of six inch ankle boots in black leather is about $3,500 USD and worth every penny as you get three sets of replicable titanium heels two sets of heel guards and you can send the boots back to have the insides replaced twice at no charge. For anyone wondering why a girl would need three sets of titanium heels it is possible to bend a heel if it is caught in a grate or if there was a metal defect one could snap. Or lose one accidently in a dressing room. You can also get slightly different heel shapes other than the standard stiletto, which is mostly what the twins got.

I’d had one of my old black pairs that I wear as duty casino manager refurbished that were ready for pickup that are almost identical to the boots the twins ordered, except mine have the custom replaceable heel lock so I can wear bladed heels on mine. I showed the twins how to snap on the heel guards and use the Inman guard releases on the heels to quickly remove the guards. Returning readers may recall the heel guards are used when the boots are worn in the house or in stores to prevent puncturing carpets and wood floors or slipping on tile, marble or glass surfaces.  Both girls were wet with desire to be taken in their boots and could hardly wait to get them this week. There is usually a four week manufacturing interval, but because the twins are my wards and I’m part owner with Gepetto in his fetish cobbler business and as there were no parts that had to be custom made we were able to pick their boots up today. They wore them home with the guards on so they didn’t cut up the floors of my Subaru.

Options: One important defensive option I got on the twins boots that added ¾ of an ounce to each boot was a layer of titanium mesh between the inner and outer layers of leather shafts and tongue to prevent heel punctures if a boot wearer intentionally rams her heel into a rival’s instep or boot shaft to disable her, which is a fairly common injury as wearing BBs seems to bring out the aggressive side of Domme wearers.  

Another defensive option I ordered for the twins are lace-slitter heels that are edged on the front side. Lace slitters can also be seen as a weapon of sorts, but I got them in case the girls got into a scuffle and accidently rammed a heel down inside another girl’s laces. Boot wearing Dommes are particularly quick to take offense and I can see Odile needing the ability to cut her way out of another dominant’s laces. It happens far more than you might expect. And when it happens the two women are often trapped together like to bucks with locked antlers. But for the girl in lace-slitter heels she has a way to extract herself if it was her heel that went into the other girl’s laces. If the other woman’s heel is down my laces Gepetto’s titanium hooks won’t break or pull out of the leather as the lacing hardware will on cheaply made commercially available ballet boots. The only thing to do then is knee her twice; once in the groin then the face as she bends over, then yank her heel out before she falls over and pulls me with her. That usually ends any argument.

Lastly we ordered the twins boots with shaft-top locking straps with hasps, for two reasons. One because it would give the Sub in Odette the feeling that she could submit to her Dom or Domme by letting him or her lock her into her boots. The other reason was to give Odile the confidence that if she locked herself in her boots anyone attempting overpower her to get her out of them would find it more difficult if they were locked on her feet and give her more time to react.  

Boot oil: I use Obenauf's Leather Oil Preservative (a blend of natural oils, waxes) which Gepetto provides with each pair of his ballet boots. It cleans and softens the leather and protects it from moisture; semen, coitial discharge, blood and vomit, not necessarily in that order.

Hot boots: The only down side to Gepetto's ballet boots is that they are hot to wear, which is a problem common to all ballet-boots no matter what they are made of. PVC, patent leather, rubber and scrap leather pairs made commercially are all just as hot and sweaty to wear, but with none of the advantages of good looks, long wear life and safety of Gepetto’s boots.

Adolph and the wood chipper

An unmodified Altec Whisper wood chipper

A Halloween fright: The UNLV sorority’s Hex or Sex party over the Halloween weekend at Adolph’s estate in the Spring Mts was a huge success with nearly $20,000 raised for charity in the four days the girls worked the mansion. The university football team was well represented in the customer base and there was a sort of a challenge thing some of the guys had going as to which one could “get the most ass.” I’m sure they were using performance enhancers to be able to keep it up, but a few of them kept coming and cumming… It is amazing what competition between men for tight pussy can do to a man’s mind.

Adolph brought one of his wood chippers over and parked it in back of the mansion with the discharge shoot pointing away from the patio where everyone could see it. I thought it was new because it was a lot larger than the ones I’d seen him use at his place in the hills. Every one was wondering WTF since it sort of detracted from the otherwise elegant surroundings of the mansion and its livered staff which Adolph also paid for. For those of us who know Adolph well seeing a really massive chipper on the lawn in front of the patio did not bode well. He seemed to be angry with his ‘Lorelei in residence’, Abi, a gorgeous 25 y/o German and former ballet dancer who he had working as house Madam while dressed in a leather catsuit and a pair of Gepetto’s $3,500 ballet boots, ones with the single unit titanium shank and toe box and interchangeable titanium spike heels. I complimented her on her boots as they are like the pairs I have for social boot occasions when there is almost no possibility I would need armored boots or bladed heels.

His argument with Abi increased in intensity as the evening progressed and then as we all gathered on the patio for a final drink before the house closed Adolph started the chipper then suddenly came after Abi and threw in. She screamed as she was pulled into the spinning blades. There was a grinding noise chunks of flesh and blood sprayed from the discharge chute and several of the guests and sorority sisters fainted and others who saw her shredded screamed and threw up. I stood frozen in place horrified, not that he would do something like that - I knew he would - but that he would do it in front of all those witnesses. And I’m thinking what’s wrong with this picture? And about that time Adolph shut off chipper and Abi appeared from behind the huge machine smiling and waving and three more women fainted.

Fortunately we had collected everyone’s cells as they arrived so someone wouldn’t get a call and ruin an expensive intimate moment. That probably saved having a flood of calls to 911 reporting a murder. It turned out that Adolph had modified the chipper so that a person who appeared to be feed into the blades was discharged unhurt under and behind the machine while a fresh carcass of a doe was dropped into the blades from above to spray flesh and blood all over the back lawn. Not everyone appreciated Adolph’s macabre sense of humor. As I was catching my breath I realized what was wrong with the faux feed of Abi into the shredder. The titanium shanks and toe boxes of her ballet-boots would have probably broken the shear-pin on the blades or at the very least made a hell of a noise as they broke a blade or two. Seeing Abi come out from behind the machine safe and smiling was a huge aphrodisiac for a lot of the guests and a member of the football team took me aside and gave me the deep drilling I badly needed after that sort of shock. In a strong man’s arms was a wonderful way to end a scary Halloween party!

Aimée’s new ballet boots

Coked fetish model injured after photoshoot

Aimée’s new boots: I was really pleased with Gepetto when his boot-shop called yesterday to say Aimée’s toe-boots were ready. When we got there the shop manager was grinning when he told us he was able to produce both pairs a day early because they were able to use the featherweight titanium armor from another order when that customer became injured and cancelled her purchase. When I heard they had armored Aimée’s boots I went ballistic! I hadn’t authorized having armored boots made for her! Actually, I specifically told them not to and when I asked who had authorized armoring her order I was told Gepetto himself had told the shop to use the featherweight plates.

I thought about refusing the order because they weren’t to my specs, but we didn’t have time for new ones to be made and the armor only added 4 oz to each boot which, since Aimée has been practicing in a pair of Gigi’s old boots I was sure she had the stamina to perform in. However, while Aimée was putting them on and being shown how to adjust the anti-slash lacing I went down to Gepetto’s office and asked him why he had told the shop to add the featherweight armor. He pointed out that there had been an increase in puncture injuries to women even when wearing his best unarmored boots (titanium spike heels do not bend or break) and while most of the injuries were from accidents while kidding around with friends in boots there had been instances where older more experienced boot-girls had started hazing much younger girls new to ballet boots. Some of that is a sort of initiation into the entrance level of the fighting boot community and other instances seem to be from envy of younger, prettier women (boot-virgins) entering the pool of boot-girls competing for eligible men with ballet boot fetishes. He said that given the increase in incident involving new boot-girls he thought I would want Aimée’s boots lightly armored to withstand anything short of an attack by a woman in KP Fighting boots. Explained that way I was grateful – again – for his knowledge of the female ballet boot wearing community and the psychological kinks that make some of the more experienced women attack the younger ones.

I spar in KP Fighting boots at least three times a week. I’m in the senior division (40 and over) now, but Anya and I workout together and that’s enough to keep me in fairly decent shape – enough to handle anything in boots – when I’m duty manager at the casino. So Aimée watched Anya and me spar after putting on her boots for the first time. Afterward, Anya and I went to shower and change our boots for dry pairs. We left Aimée in the studio practicing moves that Anya had shown her on a training mannequin in boots and sparing armor. In the studio across the hall there was a BDSM boot-girl photoshoot underway with a lovely long auburn haired model encased in a latex catsuit and German custom made ballet boots with the shaft locks fastened. We could hear from the shouting between the photographer and the model that the photo session wasn’t going the way either wanted it to.

Boot training area risks: At Gepetto’s it’s a good idea to wear a pair of armored boots when in the far back area of the complex where the fighting studios are. That’s because there is almost always a psychological change in women once we put on fighting boots. It’s as though we become goddess of retribution, we can do no wrong and think we can’t be hurt and that sort of mindset can often lead to trouble. Things like confrontations between friends or taking offense when not acknowledged while passing in the hallway. And if a woman in boots is on an adrenaline high after a sparing match or feeling a bit menstrual or on recreational pharma that makes her aggressive that just compounds the problem making her more emotionally unstable. So the area containing Gepetto’s boot fighting studios is something of a high risk area which is why we all wear at least lightly armored boots when in that area.

When Anya and I came back down the hall after showering and changing boots we heard the soft thuds, moans and screams of boot fighting in the studio where we left Aimée. I opened the door and found the BDSM boot-girl up against the wall with the laces of her right boot in shreds and her ankle badly twisted or broken and Aimée’s left heel being thrust down behind and splitting the laces of her left boot and then Aimée’s knee pumping, repeatedly pounding the rubber-girls groin and from the way the model was screaming it was clear she wasn’t wearing pelvic protection. We pulled the girls apart and the rubber-girl rolled onto the floor in the fetal position holding her crotch and moaning her right foot flopping around, and every time it moved she screamed. By that time Gepetto’s security and the EMT unit was there. Aimée wanted to leave, but I told her I wanted her to watch the EMTs at work so she could see the damage she had done to her attacker. We watched as they cut the boot off rubber-girls right foot and found a compound fracture of her ankle which they stabilized and when they cut away the pelvis of rubber-girls catsuit they found her labia had been split and her clitoris crushed.

The video: We had asked what the fighting was all about and neither answered so after Rubber-girl was taken away in an ambulance we played the DVD from the studio’s security camera. We found that when the photoshoot was over rubber-girl strutted into Aimée’s studio and w/o saying a word shoved her against the wall and started groping her groin and breasts. Aimée was wearing only convertible foot tights over a thong bottom leo and her new boots since she had only come to pick up the boots and watch Anya and me spar. Fortunately she had a Penetrator inserted so she didn’t even get fingered, which seemed to be what infuriated rubber-girl and she twisted Aimée’s nipples which by that time were erect and obvious through her pink St Lucy’s long sleeve turtleneck leotard. Rubber-girl then tried to shred the laces of Aimée’s left boot by ramming her left heel down them, keeping her pelvis turned so she couldn’t be kneed, but with anti-slash laces Aimée’s laces didn’t shred and rubber-girl’s heel was trapped. Aimée pulled her left leg back pulling rubber-girl off balance and freed her opponents heel from her laces then stepped in while rubber-girls legs were spread and rammed her heel down the auburn haired bitch’s right laces shredding them. Rubber-girl was so far off center when her laces parted that she fell off pointe and her ankle turned at a right angle and we all gasped knowing what that meant. It was at that point that we had walked in and found Aimée pounding her attacker’s pelvis with her knee. The photographer rather that trying to separate the two was videoing the fight. Gepetto’s security took the memory stick from his camera and downloaded the images of Aimée and his model fighting before erasing them from the memory stick and giving it back. Before we left Gepetto gave me a copy of the video so Anya and I could coach Aimée on how she could have performed better in her first boot fight.

Aimée was still high on adrenaline so to calm her down we took her for ice cream after we left Gepettos and over chocolate fudge sundaes, cokes and coffee we critiqued Aimée’s first boot fight as we watched it on my laptop at Ben & Jerry’s. Anya and I were so proud of her being able to defend herself. It was the defensive moves Anya had taught her that saved her after the model had snorted two lines of snow at the end of her photoshoot. That was when I decided that a 15 y/o isn’t too young to start learning the basics of boot fighting and I have signed her up for beginners’ classes though all the other girls are 16 or 17 years old. I’m certain from what we saw Aimée will be able to compete successfully with the other boot training beginners.

Ballet boots and hairless pussy

Arm-candy trapped in ballet boots

Pointe Boots - A returning reader, Joe, asks:

>“Being there [at Naughty’s] I hope to see a girl wearing bladed ballet boots. KP fighting boots is not allowed to any person but you? So it will be easy to spot you.

Readers will remember that I said that when on duty in the casino I wear a pair of Gepettos lightly armored Pleasure Boots. The thing about Pleasure Boots is that they have interchangeable specially keyed heels so a wearer can change the shape of the heels to suit her mood. The heel locking stud fits into the heel of the titanium shank and toe box stamping that makes up the foundation of Gepetto’s pleasure boots. The boots are keyed so that genuine quad micro-edged heel blades can not be worn with pleasure boots. Except for the custom pairs he makes for me. My micro bladed pleasure boots look nearly identical to the commercial versions worn by our fetish escorts and wealthy customers. And since with the heel guards on the bladed heels look identical to standard non-lethal heels it is very difficult to tell I’m wearing KP boots. They aren’t true fighting boots because they are only lightly armored. True KP Fighting boots are much more heavily armored the shafts and blocks are thicker, the titanium shank is keyed for bladed heels and they weigh at least twice as much as pleasure boots.

So I don’t think it’s likely that I can be easily spotted by my boots because there are a lot of women wearing Gepettos boots in Vegas. However, if you come across a small, left handed, green eyed, auburn haired woman in leather pleasure boots, sheer black tights, leather mini and riding crop mediating an argument on the casino floor or in one of the entertainment venues then you have almost certainly found me. I think I’m the only female owner who does her turn at floor duty, which I like to think is one reason my casino is relatively peaceful and very profitable..

The down-side of Pointe boots: Pointe boots of all kinds have a common set of problems. Pleasure Boots were designed with sex en pointe in mind so the boxes are heavily padded to protect the toes and ankles. The problem in wearing them (as with all pointe boots) comes from leg cramps from wearing them continuously for too long and that also causes the Achilles tendons to shorten so a wearer of any sort of pointe boot has to do Achilles tendon stretching exercises when not wearing them to be able to walk comfortably barefoot or in flats. Calf cramps can be minimized by getting used to wearing her boots for hours at a time and ensuring her diet is rich in all the vitamins and minerals needed and she should stay well hydrated.

>”Maybe you can show me the craft of Gepetto and all the little details that make them that unique.”

I’m sorry, but that’s not possible. The proprietary nature of the techniques used in making his boots does not permit tours of Gepetto’s boot shop.

>“Dancing shoes have a limited life so I expect the Gepettos ballet boots also to have a limited life? How many different pairs do you have? You don’t wear the same pair of boots every day, ey?”

Traditionally made pointe shoes (of cloth, cardboard, leather and paste) can have very short useful lives, sometimes as little as 15 minutes, depending on the role and the maker of the shoes. Even high tech Gaynor Minden pointes wear out; usually the outer platform padding breaks down, eventually even with sueded platforms or the cloth seams of the uppers split or the outsides just look too ratty to be used in performance so they are used to rehearse until they fall apart.

Gepettos boots do have useful lifetimes, but they can be refurbished. The unitized shank and toe box assembly of stamped titanium is unbreakable, but the leather uppers, padded lining and heels will need refurbishing. I’ve found mine last about 18 months before having to be remade. I do have fave pairs and save them for when I’ll be in my boots for extended intervals, so they don’t last as long. Gepetto will recondition pairs of his premium boots with new inner linings and fittings. His clients value the look of well worn outer leather which gives the wearer a look of being an experienced pointe boot wearer. It’s rather like bleaching jeans to get that lived in look that feels so good. I have a dozen pairs of KP Fighting boots some of which are always undergoing modifications as my feet change as I age. I have another six pairs of thigh-high dress boots for formal occasions and I have eighteen pairs of Pleasure Boots which are my everyday boots when I feel a boot is appropriate. I try to wear a pair no more than 4 hours w/o changing to a dry pair and stretching my calves, ankles and toes. I let a pair dry for at least 2 days between wearings.

I prefer wearing pointe shoes rather than pointe boots because it takes more skill to wear them confidently, they aren’t as heavy and I can flex my ankles so there is less chance of leg cramps and tendon shortening, though dietary needs and stretching exercises are the same. But a small woman in pointe shoes, even black leathers, isn’t really taken seriously except as tight pussy. So as a psychological edge I wear black leather pleasure boots – which as I’ve discussed before don’t take the training and skill that pointes do – that women and most men think are kinky and dangerous. Which means they will take me seriously and are more likely to obey me w/o my having to use my crop or slit a boot-chicks laces.

A friend and longtime reader, Eric, comments: “Frederick sounds like plenty of the other guys in your stable. It seems you get nothing but guys with large packages and high sperm counts.”

I’m not sure exactly how that was meant, but I’ll accept it as a compliment. However, I have to tell you it’s not by accident that we have reproductively well endowed, virile, potent, testosterone soaked guys on the payroll. We screen for them as a type because that’s the sort of guy who is a chick-magnet when women come to Vegas looking for excitement. And in the case of Freddy, that holds true for professional dancers as well. Dancing with a virile partner who took you to orgasm and filled you with sperm just before the performance multiplies the chemical attraction of the couple and leads to some amazingly erotic pas de deux w/o their clothes coming off. And that’s certainly the case with Natasha and Freddy. Freddy can be troublesome, but it’s just in the context of his need for tight hairless pussy not bar fights and we have a very high tolerance – not to say fondness - for promiscuous males out here. So a few unplanned pregnancies are a small price for having him available to partner and service Natasha.

Also from Eric: “You know, I think you might want to include a post about what many women think about men's "sizes." I ask because Yvette told me I'm big, but I think I'm more average at six inches length and about an inch width.”

A man’s size can be a mixed blessing for a woman. There is the female fantasy of being able to take all of an extremely well endowed man and have glorious sex with him. The quote from Mae West that: “too much of a good thing can be wonderful” is true, but only up to a point where the woman can’t stand the pain of her cervix being rammed by a partner who is too long for her or she tears because he is too thick. Both of those situations can be nightmares for women and can turn them off sex entirely. That is why we offer to match our male escort’s reproductive anatomies to the anatomies of their clients so they can take the largest man they can comfortably manage. That can be tricky because it requires measuring the depth of a client’s vagina while she is fully aroused and tented. Even then, if there isn’t enough foreplay to get her aroused before she is fully penetrated she can still be severely injured.

Thickness is a bit different in that the vagina can usually adjust more easily to thickness than length. And well toned vaginal muscles can clamp down on a penis of any diameter. There are cases where very young women and a few adult women’s vaginas are too tight for penetration even to use tampons, but if the condition isn’t an emotional disorder it can be overcome by using a set of vaginal dilatators and a topical estrogen cream to make the vulvar tissue more flexible and stretchy. I think that’s why men prefer teens who have had their pubes waxed, so guys can fantasize about penetrating a very young girl with an extremely tight ‘hairless pussy’. There is a huge market for hairless pussy which is why nearly all the escorts out here get their pubes waxed. From the man’s perspective his partner being hairless means he gets a better view and feel of the soft tissue of her vulva and doesn’t get hair in his mouth during cunilingus and he can pretend he is fucking a very young girl if that’s what he needs. From the woman’s perspective she gets a much more erotic sensation from his tongue work on her vulva and around her clitoral shaft if she has been recently waxed.

While there is a sellers market for amazingly hung men and deep tight women in the sex trade a good firm six inch shaft can reach any woman’s G-spot and send her into ecstasy and is certainly more than enough to impregnate her if precautions aren’t taken. As far as seeking a life mate is concerned I think women are looking more for a man with a kind, supportive and loving disposition who is gentle and fun in bed rather than whether he can kiss the tip of her cervix every time he penetrates her.