We are camped in the middle of a Ponderosa pine forest, but in many ways we are out of the woods. Lion is letting the idea of having a job wash over him. We had a celebratory dinner last night. We wish he was starting sooner, but, in some ways, I think it’s better that he’s not rushing right off to work. It’s been a long time. We need to transition into his working full time again.

I think Lion is getting used to the idea of being horny again, too. Yesterday he said he was moderately horny. Last night we proved that. I edged him three or four times. When I was done he said he wasn’t broken. Nope. He’s not. I never think he is. He worries though. As long as there is a reason for his not being horny I won’t consider him broken. If he is happy and wants to be horny but just isn’t, then he might be broken. Of course, if he dwells too much on the idea that he might be broken then he stands a better chance of fulfilling that prophecy.

My Lion is correct, I think, that once he’s settled into the idea of having a job, I will be a meaner, more in-charge Mrs. Lion. I’ve taken it easy on the poor, unemployed boy. Now he has no excuse. With less stress on me too, I will be more likely to have the energy to whomp his tush and find reasons to punish him. I can be a less kind, less gentle keyholder. We both know I can’t transform overnight, but I can at least go back to the way it was before he lost his job. I’m never going to rule with an iron fist.

So things are on their way back to normal in the Lion’s den. Finally. We have a few more gray hairs and a few more wrinkles, but we made it through.

It’s Saturday morning at a campsite high on a mountainside near the Columbia River. There’s no cell service here, so we have to hunt for a place to upload our posts. We’ll probably go to the nearest town (fifteen miles away) and use the cell service to upload posts. The Columbia is the most dammed river in the world. We are planning to drive to Portland Oregon to get some donuts. Are you kidding? Donuts! Well, yes. The Pacific Northwest is devoid of good donuts and Pizza. Voodoo Donuts are the best we have ever eaten, including Dunkin’. There are no Dunkin’ Donuts between Canada and California.

Happily, our satellite antenna could find the mothership, so we could enjoy some TV. It was cloudy and rainy when we got here and cleared up after dark. We are over 4,000 up near the top of a mountain pass. It’s generally colder here than it is at lower altitude. We brought some warm clothes. Mrs. Lion tends to be warmer than I. She’s been running around in a t-shirt. In the trailer so was I; but that’s all.

Last night we were both tired and I was cold. Our trailer has great heat, but for some reason I just couldn’t warm up. I wasn’t horny at all. Mrs. Lion kindly put off play. As usual on our camping adventures, I am wild. That feels nice, but no sexual feelings at all. I wonder if Mrs. Lion will remember the restraints on our bed. We only used them once this summer. We tripped over them last night when we changed the sheets; at least I did. I tripped over one.

Mrs. Lion always teases me when I tell her I am broken. It has been four days since my last orgasm. I should be showing some interest. Mrs. Lion is confident she can revive me. I know she can. Actually, the fact that she can arouse me when I have no interest in sex is a meaningful demonstration of her sexual control. Most guys think of enforced chastity as the keyholder preventing orgasm no matter how much her man wants to come. Not too many realize that forcing the male to become aroused when not interested in sex is probably an even stronger expression of her power.

You’re probably thinking, “I always want to come. That’s no demonstration of keyholder power.” Oh yeah? What if she tells you that she will make you orgasm every hour, or even half hour for an entire weekend? That’s right, from the time you wake up until she lets you go to sleep, every hour she will make you come. It’s fun for the first few times, but eventually your penis will be sore and you have no semen left. Before bedtime the first night you will be begging to not come. But since she is the boss, you know that as soon as the alarm goes off in the morning, she will go back to work. One weekend like this will cure you of the belief that there is no such thing as too much sex. You will beg to be locked up again.

Mrs. Lion understood this and taught me that lesson when we first started enforced chastity. She decided to take an orgasm every day. In a few days I dreaded the nightly orgasm. She was kind and let me off the hook. She isn’t all that kind anymore. During the last months she has been extremely kind to me. She knows how upset I have been about my lack of success getting work. I am in an industry that thinks forty is old. We live in the epicenter of the high tech industry. I was sure we were doomed to bankruptcy and poverty. I think she secretly thought so too. We may have gotten an eleventh-hour reprieve.

Now that I have a job, Mrs. Lion can go back to less sympathetic exercise of her power. She’s armed with a new orgasm-provoking weapon: the Magic Wand vibrator. Her hands and mouth are already amazing at extracting arousal and orgasm. Now she has a power tool. It’s got a good charge, but she left the charger at home so her nuclear option is a bit limited.

Lion is still in the disbelief stage of getting a new job. The other day he said he thinks he forgot how not to be sad. In time, that feeling will be replaced by the excitement of starting and the what-have-I-gotten-myself-into of the first few days. He’ll get there.

The other day I was thinking that I’d make Lion wait until he actually starts his new job to get his new-job bonus orgasm. When I looked at the schedule, I realized his next orgasm is scheduled for the day he starts work anyway. Is that fair? I don’t think so. My plan now is that when he gets past the disbelief stage and shows signs of being happy again he can have his bonus orgasm. Of course, assuming he’s horny, he’ll get his upcoming orgasm. The extra one will come sometime between his scheduled orgasms.

Lion did the driving yesterday. He found a website that warned when traffic would be bad and he wanted to leave early to avoid being stuck. It worked perfectly. We had almost no slowdowns. We arrived early. The campground looked like a ghost town. Perfect! No one could see how bad we were at parking. For some reason I cannot explain to Lion which direction he needs to turn to get the trailer where we want it. I can do it myself, but I cannot direct him. What’s up with that? Eventually Lion gave up and said I should just do it. Bang. Done. In a few tries, of course, but I got it exactly where we wanted it.

Two things became apparent as we watched other people arrive. They all had problems. It wasn’t just us. The angle of the sites and the narrowness of the road combine to make things difficult. The other thing we realized is that not all other wives help with parking and set up. The people next to us left everything up to the man. No one helped him back in. No one helped him level. No one helped him with electric, water, or sewer. The wife and teenagers stood there and watched. What the heck?

I would never leave everything to Lion. He tends to do certain things and I do other things, but there have been a few times, when it was very hot, that Lion couldn’t do as much so I helped more. And there have been a few times when I wasn’t able to do as much. We make a great team. We each have our strengths and we play to them.

Today we are off on another adventure. Wherever we wind up, we’ll have fun. It’s what we do.

hand in position for anal fisting
The Fisting Salute. Once he is able to accept three fingers, use this hand position to slowly work your entire hand into his anus.

If anal play is something you or your keyholder wants to do, some training is needed. The way I learned to accept butt plugs and dildos was by toughing through the initial pain and eventually learned to relax enough to painlessly accept objects back there. The key to accepting anal visitors is to learn to relax the sphincter. This is achieved by learning to accept small objects and once comfortable, moving on to a larger size.

First and foremost, lube is very important. We use Boy Butter. This product is very slippery and washes off easily. Use a lot. Some people get medicine syringes, the device used to shoot medicine into a child’s mouth. First, using your finger, lube the anus outside and and in. Then, fill the syringe with the lube. It holds about a teaspoon. Insert the syringe in the lubed anus and squirt the lube inside. This will make insertion easier and safer. Most pain associated with anal play is caused by lack of lube.

Many keyholders start with a finger. If you wear an examination glove, it smooths out the bumps on your finger and is easier to take. Lube your finger and slowly insert. Hold it inside for a while. Give him time to get used to it. Now, gently remove your finger and insert two. The idea is to allow him to relax to accept larger objects. I’ve always wanted to be fisted, have Mrs. Lion get her entire hand up to her wrist inside me. So far we have been unsuccessful; more about that later. Once he is comfortable with two or three fingers, you can move on to a dildo or butt plug. Start small and work up the sizes. Bear in mind that in the beginning he won’t be able to hold something up there very long. If you continue his training on a regular basis (highly recommended), every other day work on size and endurance. It won’t take very long before he is trained to accept what you would like to insert. Once he is comfortable holding an object up his ass, start training him to take movement. Use a dildo and slowly fuck with it. Don’t pull it all the way out, just gently in and out. Over time he will learn to manage it. Once he has, try removing it all the way and thrusting it right back. This increases the sensation for him. He won’t like it at first, but will learn to accept and even enjoy it.

In the beginning, or after a long time since his last insertion, an anesthetic cream will make it easier for him. Res-Q is a reasonably priced product that will help. About 20 minutes before you want to start, apply it liberally to his anus, inside and out.  It takes at least 15 minutes for the anesthetic to work. Even if you want him to experience the discomfort of anal play, this is a very good way to start or restart activity. After a couple of sessions with the anesthetic, you won’t need it any more. Using it makes it easier for him to deal with the initial discomfort. After that, he still has to learn to handle what you want to do back there.

Bear in mind that you can’t just shove a big dildo or butt plug up his ass. You can injure him. Take his complaints seriously. This is one activity where you need to go slow and minimize his discomfort. If at any point you see red blood, stop what you are doing. If there isn’t much blood, it is probably a little tear or hemorrhoid that has been disturbed. Keep an eye on him. If there is more than a little bit of blood, you should go to the ER to have him checked out. It’s very rare that there will be blood. Anal bleeding is never normal and should be watched. Gradually increasing device size and letting him control how much you do will help prevent any injury.

I mentioned fisting before. I’ve wanted to experience this. Some years ago I asked an acquaintance who fisted almost every man she did a scene with, how she did it. The image at the beginning of this post is the proper hand position to use for fisting. The idea is to very slowly, it takes at least 45 minutes, insert your hand past his anal sphincters into his large intestine. There are two anal sphincters, the obvious anus, and another a bit inside. You will feel them both. Remember, this is a very gradual process. If you are very determined and he can take the discomfort, you can do this in a single session. Most guys need at least several sessions before you will get your entire hand in. Using a glove makes the insertion more comfortable for him (smoother). Remember, safety first. Take his feedback very seriously. Have fun!