When I woke up this morning, it was a little before 9. We’ve been going to bed late. I guess it’s become normal for us to finally turn the TV off at midnight, although I’m usually tired before that. Lion waits as long as possible to take out his contacts. I understand completely. He can’t see much without them. Anyway, I rolled over and noticed the chocolate stain on the comforter. It was easy to see. This week’s comforter was light gray. There it was. The brown standing right out there. My first thought was that Lion did it on purpose, so I’ll be sure to change the bed today. I know he didn’t. He never does things like that. My second thought was, “Wasn’t he supposed to be punished for spilling things on the comforter?”

Of course he is. I’ve been very lax about punishing him lately. Part of it is that he’s been a very good boy. Another part is that we were sick and it was hot and I didn’t feel like expending much energy on anything. However, I’ve been trying to get things back to normal. I gave him a “just because” spanking the other night and he yelped the entire time. I even took it easy on him because his virgin butt hadn’t been spanked in such a long time. Sometimes I’m just too nice. This time his spanking will be more punishment-like. Well, it will be punishment. Poor Lion butt.

No, no, no. None of that poor Lion butt nonsense. I know he didn’t mean to spill ice cream on the bed. Now that the freezer is working correctly, it makes ice cream super hard. I don’t like super hard ice cream, so I tend to keep my ice cream in the refrigerator freezer. But then it tends to be too soft. There’s no happy medium. The super hard ice cream is hard to scoop out. It’s Ben and Jerry’s so we each have our own flavor. We tend to eat different flavors of most ice cream, but Ben and Jerry’s is a pint so we eat straight from the container. And one of those spoonsful took off across the bed, hence the stain. To be fair, it was bound to happen. I’m actually surprised it took a full week for a stain to appear. Normally he spills the first night of fresh bedding.

Lion had his blow job before the spilling incident. I don’t think I would have denied him the orgasm because he spilled something. I’ve never equated his waiting with punishment. To me, it’s two separate issues. When I get him off has nothing to do with when I spank him, except that I tend not to give him sex after punishment unless he’s had time to process the spanking first. Besides, I usually spank him earlier in the evening, so last night’s infraction would be punished today anyway.

He got to enjoy his balls-tied blow job without worrying about his buns being sore tonight. Lucky Lion weenie. Okay, poor Lion butt.

After fifty days, Mrs. Lion gave me a “just because” spanking. She wrote about it in her post yesterday (“A Mini “Just Because” Spanking“). I suppose she was right. My hide may be getting tender. It hurt a lot right from the start. Her warmup swats stung like hell. She says she wasn’t hitting very hard. I don’t know about that. She also said that I may not have felt her rubbing the floor tread over my bottom. I did. It didn’t hurt.

Apparently, I didn’t do anything specific to attach to the “just because” title. That’s either good news because I’m better trained or bad news because Mrs. Lion is just “going along.” The most important reason I wanted to initiate domestic discipline was to help Mrs. Lion develop sensitivity to things I do that annoy her and punish me when I do. I hope that she will return to her game of catching me being naughty.

For a very long time, I didn’t remember much about my childhood. I wasn’t abused or neglected. My parents didn’t have time for me and I was raised by hired help. As far as I can remember, I was only spanked once as a child. I think I was eight or nine. My parents had some friends over, and I was in my pajamas, ready for bed. I was being bratty and my mother threatened to spank me. I remember feeling a tingle when she threatened me. I continued being a brat.

My mother called me over. She was sitting in a straight-backed chair in our front hall. It was in clear view of the guests in the living room. She pulled my pajama bottoms down and put me over her knee. She gave me one very light swat and stood me up. She pulled up my pajamas and told me to go to bed. Until very recently, that’s all I remembered. At the time, I was confused. That wasn’t what I expected. Why did she just stop? Was she unable to hit me and couldn’t go through with it?

That’s what I always thought. Now, I’m not so sure. I think I had an erection, and she felt it when she put me across her lap. That’s probably what stopped her. I also think that she was against spanking. Her father spanked her with a belt when she was a kid. I think her resolve to avoid spanking, combined with my obvious pleasure at the thought of being spanked, stopped her in her tracks. I don’t remember if my penis was hard at the time. I got hard thinking of being spanked or tied up.

I didn’t know what an erection meant. I just knew it felt good. I wasn’t shy about it. I remember being hard in front of other boys when I was at summer camp. It just happened. I didn’t learn what it could do until I was eleven, when another boy taught me to jerk off. I had no information about sex. I stayed pretty ignorant until I graduated high school. I went to an all-boys boarding school. Despite all the juicy stories, I didn’t have a single sexual experience there.

I digress. Even without any information about it, I wanted to be spanked at a very young age. It was sexual to me long before I learned what sex was. I had no cultural or literary models. I just wanted to be spanked. This desire stayed repressed for many years. When I was in my thirties, I chatted with a woman online, and the subject turned to spanking. I think she wanted to be spanked. I was happy to discuss that with her.

I had other conversations on kinky topics after that. It was very hot. My desire to be spanked woke up. I asked my wife to spank me. It came out of the blue. I just said, “Will you spank me?” She said, “No.” That was it. Those two lines were the end of my marriage. I became more and more determined to experience spanking. I also wanted to be tied up but was happy to forgo that.

Some time passed with me devoting more and more time to chats online. Eventually, I told my wife that things weren’t working for me, and I wanted a divorce. I didn’t tell her what drove me away. I knew it was because when I asked a most important question, she just said, “No.”

When I did the dishes last night, the Alexa next to the sink said there was another heat advisory in effect for today into tomorrow. Haven’t we been through enough heat? I know the rest of the country is worse, but have a heart. I just went out to mow the dog’s lawn before it gets too bad – both heat and tall grass. It was 79 when I went out and 83 when I came back in. I still have a few more things to do outside. All but one can wait.

I cheated Lion a little bit with his spanking. I set the timer for ten minutes, but he was yelping almost right from the start. I don’t think I was hitting that hard. His cheeks were a nice rosy red, with little dots of blood starting, and I decided five minutes was good enough. He hadn’t had a punishment spanking in so long, I teased him that his butt was a virgin again. I’m not sure if he yelps because it really hurts or if that’s something to help handle the pain. As I said, I don’t think I was hitting all that hard. At least not when he started yelping. The harder swats came later.

I used a combination of wood and rubber paddles. I wasn’t trying to make him bloody. Of course, I wasn’t not trying. Any time I use wood, there’s a good chance he’ll bleed. One of the paddles had stair tread on one side. That’s almost a guarantee of blood. I’m not even sure if he feels the stair tread tape when I drag it across his buns. Is he numb by then? I doubt he’s numb. He still yelps.

After I got everything put away, I took a shower. By the time I got out, I didn’t feel like doing anything else. Once I start to relax lately, it feels like it takes an act of God to get me moving again. Even if I have to pee, I don’t want to move. And I’ve found myself hating the time between work and dinner because it feels like it’s up to me to figure out what’s for dinner and then make it. Maybe if I just don’t move, I don’t have to do either. Yup. Stupid.

Anyway, I owe Lion a blow job. Whether or not he has an orgasm from it remains to be seen, but at least he has something to look forward to. I mean, I hope he looks forward to it. I do.

Holy Trainer has been making male chastity devices for many years. Their products are knocked off by cheap Chinese imitators. These cheesy products flood the Internet and Amazon. The authentic Holy Trainer devices are worth the cost. The current price for a V5 device is $165. It’s worth it!

The latest version (v5) features a novel lock. It’s fully integrated into the device. Prior versions used the standard “hitch lock” that required inserting a locking pin using the key. The new, integrated lock doesn’t require a key to lock it. You put the device on and press the lock down. It clicks and you are securely locked in. Very cool. This new lock will slow down the Chinese copycats.

About the nano

I tested the v5 Nano. This is the second smallest version. The Nub is the shortest. I used that one in the past. The Nano has a bit more room than I need but seemed like a good choice for this review. My base ring size is 45mm (1-3/4 inches). This is also the most popular base ring size. Remember that the base ring should fit snugly (you should be able to insert one finger between your skin and the ring), but not too tight. If you need to lube in order to wear the base ring comfortably, it’s too small.

The authentic Holy Trainer is made from a special plastic that is derived from plants, not petroleum. It has a fairly low melting point. The manufacturer claims this improves comfort and safety. I believe them. The ring is anatomically shaped. Over the years, this shape has been refined. The current version is very comfortable.

The penis tube has one opening at the end. It’s generously sized but not big enough to encourage mischief. The entire device is sturdy while being very lightweight. Manufacturing quality is excellent. This device is molded, not 3D-printed. That’s important. The molded product has a much smoother finish and is much stronger than the printed products.

The device comes in a strong plastic pouch. Prior versions were packed in a fancy box intended to provide storage when not in use. I never kept it. I keep devices in zip-lock bags. Apparently, a lot of other people do too. The Holy Trainer is made in Switzerland. Shipping is free and very fast. I received mine in just a few days.

Wearing the v5

The first thing I noticed was how easy it was to put on. Every other device I’ve tried is difficult to put on. Attaching the tube to the base ring of most male chastity devices is a struggle, including pinched skin and badly aligned locking mechanisms. The v5 base ring has a wide top that protects tender skin during assembly. The tube slides over the base ring with no fuss or pain. Once the tube is firmly in place, press the lock. It clicks, and you’re locked in. No key is required. I had no problem putting it on.

The first thing I noticed was that I was completely comfortable. The fit is perfect. There was no pinching, and it’s so light I forgot I was wearing it. It’s invisible under clothing. My problem came when I had to pee.

The biggest issue with tube-type cages is that urine gets trapped in them. If you are lucky and the tip of your penis is firmly touching the end of the tube, almost all of the urine will go where you want it. I’m not that lucky. My penis can shrink and find the head halfway down the tube, even with the Nano.

That means my urine stream isn’t going straight out the hole in the tip. It went everywhere. I had to sit on the toilet. After I finished, I had to stay seated to allow the tube to drain. After I got up, I needed to rinse above the device where some urine escaped. It didn’t take long for the device to smell. If I had the Nub (maybe I need to try one), there would have been no mess or bad smell. Even in that situation, an odor will develop over time. That’s the nature of closed tubes. A flexible shower head and liquid soap can let you clean up every day. Even so, the device needs to come off at least every week or two for a more thorough cleaning. This isn’t an issue just with this device. It’s true of all closed tube male chastity devices.

If you prefer a tube rather than a cage, I think the Holy Trainer V5 is the best off-the-shelf choice. There are enough options for most guys to get a very good fit without the time and expense of ordering a custom device. Service is excellent, and the quality of this device is amazing. Best of all, the integrated lock offers the keyholder the ability to give the device to her male and have him lock himself in without ever going near the key. The new click-and-lock system is convenient and secure.

I know it is tempting to buy a cheap knockoff. Don’t do it. Aside from it being unethical, the knockoffs are made from cheap plastic and don’t feel as good as the real thing. I can’t explain it, but the authentic Holy Trainer (This website) feels soft against my skin. It doesn’t feel like plastic. It feels good.

I got the Nano because it is the most popular size. I should think about trying the V5 nub too. That may solve my shrinking penis problem. No matter what size you get, the Holy Trainer is the most comfortable male chastity device I’ve ever tried.

The device I tested was provided to me free of charge for the purpose of this review. We do not receive any commissions or other payments in return for reviews or sales of products we link to our posts.