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In general, I have no use for making Lion wait to have an orgasm. Knowing there’s a date looming out there annoys me. When I was making him wait twelve days, there were times I thought of just making him come. But I was trapped by that date I had chosen and further trapped because I said he could neither have time off nor time added. It was set in stone.

Why? If it’s up to me to decide when he comes and when he waits, then why was there a specific date? Well, Lion wanted one. And I stupidly went all in and gave him the date along with making it absolute. His next wait was only five days with no stipulation of time off or time added. As you’ve read, I didn’t adhere to that at all. The only certainty is that he will, indeed, have an orgasm on the fifth day, today. But he also got to come a few extra times.

Why? Because I said so! I hated when my mother said that. But it’s so very useful. There’s no arguing with it. I don’t need a reason. I’m in charge and I said so and that’s it. End of discussion.

However, I can understand Lion wanting a specific date. Which is why I probably won’t make him wait for long again unless he says he wants to. If he were to ask for a two week wait or even a month because he wants to see what it feels like, I would probably agree to it. I wouldn’t like it, but I’d do it for him. I just want to make him come when I want to make him come. I don’t care what the calendar says. I don’t care if he just came yesterday. I don’t care if someone else’s keyholder hasn’t let him come in a year and a half.

I didn’t find him to be any more attentive while he was being denied. If anything he was probably less attentive. That’s not necessarily a bad thing though. I’m still not tree-humping horny like Lion is. Ironically it would probably be less of a challenge for me to be the one locked away. Aside from the obvious discomfort of a female chastity device (at least I imagine it’s uncomfortable) I think what would bother me the most is being told what I could and couldn’t do. The lack of sex would be no big deal. Of course, if I was teased every day and not allowed to come that would be a different story.

So what does this mean for Lion? Well, we’ve discussed it a little bit. He knows I get nothing out of making him wait. He also knows I will make him wait if he wants to wait. He should know, from this past five day wait, that if I want him to orgasm he’s going to orgasm and I don’t care how long I told him he’s waiting. So far he has no problem with extra orgasms. I’m assuming he’ll want to wait at some point in the future. I think he’s happy that I am in charge of when he comes. If I do happen to decide to make him wait I think he’ll need a specific date. That’s how his mind works. I get that. But, as fair warning, I may throw that date out the window if I get too annoyed with it.

He wanted me to be in charge. I will entertain his wishes, but I am the judge and jury.

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lion penis in new, shorter catge
My shortened cage is 1/2 inch shorter than the old one. Note that now all of my penis, including the entire head is touching the cage. It is completely comfortable and now I can pee standing up since my urethra is centered in the square opening. Click the image for a larger view.

(Tuesday, July 8, 2014) Mrs. Lion rejected the idea of a formal agreement proposed a few days ago. I really don’t mind. She’s been great about being sensitive to how I am feeling and adjusting her activities to make things work for both of us. She has also been much stronger in orchestrating how things go sexually between us. I love that. She is always surprising me with when I get to orgasm. Over the last few days I have come three times after a twelve day wait. It’s been a lot of fun. Last night when I got out of the shower I found that she had a pile of clothespins on the bed.

I lay down on my back and Mrs. Lion proceeded to put clothespins along the length of my erect penis. Did I mention that I got hard almost at once. My Lioness had removed the cage so I could clean up in the shower. All I did was clean up too; no erections or other unauthorized activities. The clothespins were quite painful in a very exciting way as she could see. Oh boy! After spending some time experimenting with where it hurt the most, she removed the pins and teased me. I can’t really say how many times I was brought to the edge. Finally, she kept rubbing and I knew I would come. I told her but she didn’t stop. I had my third orgasm in four days. Whew!

We were away this past weekend and I had prewritten most of my posts. On Wednesday evening I picked up my shortened Mature Metal Jail Bird. The cage looks very short. Mrs. Lion put it on me when I got home. At first it was difficult for her to get me into it, but over the weekend it became routine. The shorter cage has the head of my penis pressed firmly against the cage at all times. This keeps my urethra nicely aimed inside the square opening in front. It still “wanders” a bit and can be too close to one side or the other to assure a spray-free pee, but by and large it is easy to pee standing up. The big difference is that since the cage is so short, I have to move my balls out of the way when I pee or I end up giving them a shower.

I wore my shock collar most of the weekend. On one occasion Mrs. Lion needed to correct me for interrupting her. The jolt instantly let me know I had done wrong. This is a very effective teaching tool for me. Unfortunately, after sitting for a long time, the collar or the buckle (like a seat belt’s) tends to pinch and become very uncomfortable. However, when I have it on I can’t forget that no matter where she is (within about 300 yards), Mrs. Lion can zap me with the flick of a finger. She did that a few times just for fun.

I think we are settling into our new chastity lifestyle now. We both continue to go through new issues but resolution is much simpler. It is beginning to sink in that I am not in control. Mrs. Lion has commented on my desire for predictability and her wish for a more casual, spur-of-the-moment approach to life. We keep finding compromises that we can both live with.

We get comments about things like compromises because in the purist sense, there are no compromises, the keyholder rules. This is correct, but like all other power exchanges, if the top completely disregards the bottom’s personality and needs, the effectiveness of the power exchange will suffer and both will be unhappy. So, yes, Mrs. Lion’s word is law. If she wants me to wait a month or more, I will. I have no choice. If she wants to get me off every day, she can. I will help in both cases. It’s my role. We accept that. But if she tries something new, say feeding me raisins (I hate raisins), I will have to eat them, but will be unhappy; not unhappy in the good way a bottom is when the top forces something painful or unwanted, but unhappy in the sense of pure disgust. Of course, feeding me raisins as punishment is within a sensible top/bottom relationship since I hate them and will remember what happens when I do something wrong. It must have been something unthinkably bad to do that to a poor lion.

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One good thing about being in charge is that my decision is final whether Lion likes it or not.

Lion and I often (read: usually) have different takes on things. When he first suggested a contract some months ago, I said I didn’t think we needed one because we’d just use our common sense. Last week he decided a contract would help me feel less guilty when I’m doing mean things to him. He also wants to know specific times he’ll be teased or played with.

I’m more of a laid back person. I could never have a job in which I had meeting after meeting after meeting. I don’t like the structure. Lion thrives in that environment. I can understand why he would want a schedule of play times. He doesn’t want to be ignored or feel abandoned. But penciling him in for Thursday at 8 pm for a spanking doesn’t really work for me. I like a more spontaneous timing. I’m more likely to not want to play with him at that particular point in time simply because it’s forced.

As for his idea that a contract will make me more secure in the knowledge that he really wants me to hurt him? He could have a contract written in blood, and a tattoo across his butt that says “Spank here” and I wouldn’t feel any differently about going too far and really hurting him. I know he wants me to do these things to him. Otherwise I wouldn’t be doing them.

What if Lion wants to stop doing things? With or without a contract my answer is the same: let’s discuss it and we’ll come to a decision. He told me a long time ago that playing wasn’t important to him. Well that’s obviously not true. So if he wants to stop it’s most likely because he thinks I want to stop. I didn’t do all this work to give up now.

I do agree that we need to revisit things from time to time. That’s where the common sense comes in. Do we need a week off from chastity? Let’s discuss. What if we agreed to a week of ass play but two days in he’s too sore to continue? So we stop. Even if the contract says I can continue, we stop.

Whether we have a contract or not, if I am in charge, we’re using the common sense approach. Lion’s input is still needed. His suggestions and requests are still welcomed. I will decide what to do with it.

I will honor the schedule of teasing him every other day, which was my suggestion, unless it becomes too structured or smothering to me. At which point we’ll discuss it. Again, there’s that common sense.

And, for the record, Lion got another orgasm last night because I felt like giving him one. I know that’s two unscheduled orgasms when he was supposed to have a five day wait. Sue me! I wanted him to come. And what I say goes, contract or no contract.

[She has spoken! We do have very different views of the world. It’s one reason I love her so much. — Lion]

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reverse cowgirl sex position
This is reverse cowgirl. In this position, both of us can freely thrust. This is my absolute favorite!

We have just returned from a long July Fourth weekend camping trip. Well, no tents or bedrolls, just our large RV. Mrs. Lion calls it a “camper”. I think of it as a luxury hotel on wheels that we tow with our truck. If you recall, I got a set of bed restraints for use in said camper. We used them once earlier this season. This time there were no restraints but a great deal of activity. My 12 day wait was up on Friday.True to her word, after making me wait hours and hours, she had me lie face down on the bed. She warmed me up with a hand spanking that had me hard in seconds. She followed that with a 1-inch-thick rubber paddle from my extreme pain collection. It had never been used on me. I used it on several sweet bottoms to their screams and later delight. Since we were at a state park, I did all my screaming into a pillow. Wow that thing smarts. Mrs. Lion wasn’t holding back. She made sure I was nice and red before she asked me to roll over (my favorite lion trick to perform).

Once on my back, she teased me very close to the edge a couple of times, then as promised, rode me reverse cowgirl. Oh I love that.! More interestingly to me, Mrs. Lion was very wet and ready from the first instant. Her sleeping libido must have awakened. That was such a treat! It didn’t take long for me to finish. Mrs. Lion lay on her back and told me to clean her up. I did a very good job, I think. She came at least twice and I had a great taste treat. I could smell her on my face for hours later. Yum!

This was amazing sex for both of us. Before I was locked up our sex life was very one way. Mrs. Lion would give me a handjob now and then.  On rarer occasions I would masturbate her. Not inspiring. Now, after my longest wait, twelve days, we had the best sex we have had in many years. I’m convinced that my wait turned out to be as erotic for Mrs. Lion as it was for me. It’s worth waiting if we can both be so happy.

After we finished, Mrs. Lion told me that my next orgasm would be in five days (Wednesday, July 9). I was glowing from the sex and thought that was a fine idea. Saturday we did touristy things and had a pleasant, if-not-romantic-day. Sunday was pretty much the same until that evening I mentioned that we shared very little affection the past two days. That’s unusual for us. We are always very affectionate. We got ready for bed. Mrs. Lion had a surprise for me.

She unlocked me and played with me, edging me a couple of times. Then she edged me once with her mouth. The second time she didn’t stop. I warned her that I was about to come. She went faster. I came. She said that she decided she didn’t get to taste me on Friday and wanted her snack. She said it doesn’t change anything. Does that mean I get to come yet again on Wednesday? I will have to wait and see.

July Fourth was the best ever! I feel that Mrs. Lion and I are turning each other on again. The fact that she was so wet and ready is a dramatic change. My long (to me) twelve day wait made me extremely excitable. I got hard instantly when she removed my cage. If waiting 12 days or longer can bring the kind of excitement we shared this weekend, then I will be very happy to be tree-humping horny as long as Mrs. Lion likes.