Yesterday at dinner Lion made an announcement: “I think I’m horny today.” It’s amazing what a few good job interviews can do. I’m very happy for him. For us. I like when he’s horny. I like when he’s very horny. Lucky for me I can make him wait long enough to get that way.

Since Lion was preoccupied with interviews and being horny, he forgot it was maintenance spanking night. I didn’t. Well, sort of. I remembered while I was writing my post yesterday. And then I remembered at about 9 pm while we were playing. I told Lion he had a new item for his punishment list. He said he always forgets to remind me when we’re together. I guess it’s easier when he has to write an email. When I was done edging him, I then forgot to give him his maintenance swats. Does that mean it all evens out and Lion doesn’t get punished for something I forgot too? Oh, I don’t think so. It doesn’t work that way. He may have missed out on his maintenance swats, but now he’ll get punishment swats Monday. And if he forgets Monday is punishment night because we’re together all day Monday, then he’ll get even more punishment swats.

Lion mentioned that May is masturbation month. He also mentioned that I said I wanted to make him masturbate for me, but I decided against it. The reason I decided against it is that he said he shouldn’t be allowed to do it. I think being allowed to do it and being told to do it are two vastly different things. He’s only done it once for me. Well, that’s not entirely true. He did it once by video before we were living together. But in person he’s only done it once. I did find out recently that he sometimes masturbated in bed while I was sleeping next to him. Some things are better left unknown. At any rate, I like the idea of him masturbating for me. It’s not like he’ll be getting away with anything. He’s not sneaking a quickie. He’ll be right in front of me. I was even thinking of having him edge himself for me. I’m not sure if that would work, but it might be worth a try.

Sounds like there are some interesting times ahead in the Lion’s den.

First, I would like to apologize about my post arriving late yesterday. WordPress didn’t release it at its scheduled time and I was busy at my first job interview. Right after I got home we went shopping so the problem wasn’t discovered until Mrs. Lion went to write her (late) post.  I had two interviews yesterday. Both were quite positive. One is for a job at a very big company and if all goes well, the process can take weeks before a final decision is made. The other should be thumbs up or down some time next week. These positive experiences has apparently restored my interest in sex. Last night, Mrs. Lion unlocked me and I immediately responded to her teasing. It felt so good to be aroused again! Mrs. Lion edged me several times, but alas, no relief. Still, it was good to be frustrated again; certainly better than no interest in sex at all.

In her very interesting post yesterday, Snake Charmer revealed a game she has arranged for her husband Snake. She has decided to celebrate masturbation month by requiring him to come twelve times before the end of the holiday weekend. He is to masturbate for her while she watches. When I told Mrs. Lion about Charmer’s post, she said, “You’ll be lucky to come that many times this year.”

She’s exaggerating. I come on average once every 10 or 11 days. So by year end, I should have racked up over 30 ejaculations. I will have also been edged 750 times; the lot of a caged lion. I doubt I could reach twelve ejaculations in three days. It would have been no problem when I was thirty, but now I doubt it, especially by my own hand. Mrs. Lion said that she had been thinking of making me jerk off for her, but she decided not to do that. She remembered that I had said that I hadn’t gotten off by my own hand since we started enforced chastity in January of 2014. I am not sure, but I think she like that masturbation is no longer an option for me. Of course she masturbates me very frequently. That’s how she edges me and how she gets me off when it is time. Occasionally she uses her mouth and very rarely she lets me come inside of her.

I wonder if being jerked off is still masturbation? According to Wikipedia, Masturbation is the sexual stimulation of one’s own genitals for sexual arousal or other sexual pleasure, usually to the point of orgasm. I’m not sure what it called when someone else masturbates me. Is there a term for that? My brief web search did not reveal a term. So the vernacular, “hand job” has to suffice. By calculation, my sex life is 99%+ hand jobs. By the way, a hand job does not have to end in orgasm. Ask me, I’m an expert.

Snake Charmer’s challenge is yet another sexual game they play.  More traditional D/S frequently involves “games” of one sort or another. The outcome of these games is generally that the bottom loses and pays a penalty, very frequently sexual. Some people play chastity games. The outcome of these games generally results in the caged male having to wait longer for his orgasm. Games and challenges can be big fun for the people playing them. It all comes down to the individuals and how they want to approach their power exchange. In our case, I think adding challenges or games would just further stress Mrs. Lion. She is still very concerned about not disappointing me. I think she views each new thing she tries as another opportunity to fail. That’s too bad. I don’t think there is a single way she can fail. She can frustrate me, make me sore in spots, but disappoint me, no way.

The fact is that every keyholder wants to make her caged male happy. She intellectually knows that he wants her to torture him in various ways; that he is aroused when he feels her control. But still, she is his keyholder because she cares about him and wants to please him, even in this clearly perverse way. Ironically, at least in my case, what would please me the most is to see Mrs. Lion get pleasure out of doing all this stuff to me. I would love to see her have fun. I know that some of the things we do does make her laugh. She likes seeing me wanting badly to come, but knowing she will stop just before I can. She likes when I tell her how horny I am. So, that’s a big step. She still doesn’t get amusement out of spanking me. She may never get to that.

From my perspective, I think that the best opportunity for perverse pleasure is enjoying the bottom’s frustration. Seeing someone you love suffering out of desperation should be a sad thing. But seeing that person suffering because he asked for the frustration is actually funny. You know, the tired old, “Be careful what you wish for” cliche. The amusement in my situation is how seriously uncomfortable and frustrated I am because I asked for this treatment. As a top, I can say that the most fun is when the bottom realizes that he no longer has any control and has only himself to blame. Poor lion.

Poor Snake too. I can imagine that Charmer will laugh at his desperate attempts to get his sore, red cock to squirt just one more time. I’m sure she thought of that when she told him what his weekend held for him. There is a strong sense of irony in a guy rubbing his cock raw and wishing he was back in that cage that doesn’t even let him get hard. Let’s face it. Enforced chastity is a game of ironies and jokes. Guess who is the butt?

Lion had a very promising interview this morning. He is encouraged. He has another one this afternoon. If nothing else, we’re going into the long weekend with a positive attitude. While Lion was gone, all I had to do was remember to write a post. Oops. I didn’t. I thought about it earlier and then got involved with doing other things and didn’t realize I’d forgotten until we were running out the door. So here I am, playing catch up.

Aside from the Lion interviews, the only news is that there was no playing in the Lion’s den last night. When I moved over to unlock him he sighed. Not a contented sigh. More of an “oh crap” sigh. I asked what was wrong. He said he wasn’t really up for playing. He said I didn’t really seem up to playing either. I was fine. I would have played. He said he’d rather wait till tonight and quickly asked if that was okay. It’s fine with me. We play to make him happy more than to make me happy. When he wants to play and I don’t I can understand that he’d be disappointed. When I want to play and he doesn’t, I’m not disappointed. I’m not relieved either, if anyone was wondering that. I just feel bad that he’s not happy enough to want to play.

I’m hoping, once the interviews are over and we get our stupid camper unstuck, Lion will be in more of a play mood. But even if he isn’t we can still snuggle and spend time together. We can even binge watch Netflix for all I care. As long as we’re together.

This is the beginning of a four day weekend for us. I’ve been looking forward to spending this time with Mrs. Lion. I have two interviews scheduled today: one in person and the second by phone. Maybe one will work out. As I read in her post yesterday, she is planning some intense D/S activity this weekend. I don’t think either of us is strongly in the mood for this. She is right, we need to focus on each other and not get sucked under by external challenges. I smoked St. Louis style ribs Wednesday night. They came out very well, if I say so myself. Last night we had burgers prepared on the grill. The weather has been holding out and is forecast to remain sunny for the next several days. That helps my general state of mind.

While things aren’t easy right now, all this adversity has had a significant positive effect on us: We are learning that our relationship, sexual and otherwise, doesn’t have to be hurt by external challenges. Our commitment to enforced chastity and FLM has served to keep us focused on our relationship. This has had an interesting effect on me. While I may be unhappy and distracted by the financial woes, none of those feelings leak over to my exchanges with Mrs. Lion. As she has said in the past, she tends to stuff her feelings and constantly presents a placid exterior. I’m not like that. My feelings almost always show.

The fact that Mrs. Lion is so opaque about her feelings makes it impossible for me to know how seriously our challenges are affecting her. I hope that she isn’t too worried and upset.I’m worried, but I am not upset. I understand more than ever before that nothing really matters except being with my lioness. No matter how bad it gets, as long as I have her, my life is good. I knew this before we started enforced chastity and FLM, but since I have surrendered, my feelings about Mrs. Lion are much closer to the surface and are always on my mind. I don’t think it is the adversity forcing my focus more sharply on her. I think it is our joint efforts toward our new lifestyle that has brought all of this home for me.

It’s ironic that FLM and enforced chastity have sex at their roots, yet they are changing me on a much deeper, emotional level. I can’t say that this is a typical effect created by this power exchange, but it is for me. This financial cloud truly has a silver lining. It’s awakened me to a deeper, more rewarding relationship. We may be poor right now, but we are more strongly bound together than ever before. That’s a silver lining!