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Lion was very horny last night. Maybe not as horny as he was several nights ago when he came very quickly, but still horny. I was able to edge him a few times. I even considered leaving him horny until tonight at least. I thought better of it though. I was to ease us back into chastity and the rules. It’s not like flipping on a switch.

Ironically, Lion seems to be in less pain now that he’s using less of the narcotic. His sense of taste is returning to normal as well. I think a lot of the issues were caused by the narcotic. It seems counterintuitive that the narcotic would cause pain, but I think it might have. At any rate, Lion is on the road to recovery faster than before. He even wants to try driving when we go out later.

Tomorrow is his second post-op visit with the surgeon. We’ll see how well he’s healed and how much range of motion he’s regained. I’m assuming the real physical therapy will begin. I know they won’t be as nice to him as I’ve been. They’ll push him to move whether it hurts or not. And if there’s pain we may be right back where we were before. A poor, achy Lion who doesn’t want sex or even snuggling. That’s why I’m in no hurry to return things to normal so quickly.

I think, as was the case before surgery, not knowing how things will go is nerve wracking. Will he be in more pain? How long will the pain last? What’s the next step? Once we get the go ahead for more involved PT, we’ll find out. Until then, we’re flying blind.

I have no doubt that Lion will be back to normal for the most part in a few weeks. By that I mean driving and doing most things that require no lifting. He won’t be reaching things from the top shelf for a while, dammit. I’m shorter. I rely on him for reaching. Yes, he still has the one good arm, but I try to do things on my own. Sometimes he’s still wobbly on his feet. I’ll still be taking care of him. He’s been trying to do more on his own, but I really don’t mind helping. Do you hear that, Lion? You shouldn’t feel bad about asking for help.

I know he’s getting tired of being an “invalid” but he’s still got a way to go before he’s back to his pre-injury self.

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You don’t have to read too many male chastity posts before it is clear that in many guys’ minds the penis is an object of romance. It is a throbbing shaft aching to eject its nectar. Keyholders say things like, “Put that thick cock in my pussy and fuck me hard; but don’t come.” The female side of the chastity device sees that penis as an object deserving worship and love

Oh the mighty cock!

Evidence of phallic worship goes back as far as recorded history can reach. There’s something about that bone(r) that inspires art, music and religion. Of course the authors of all this attention happen to be male and have bones of their own.

I think that enforced male chastity is the modern equivalent of those ancient phallic practices. The penis is encased in a device that prevents sexual access. But it is so much more. Once locked up, it becomes the topic of conversation and fantasy.

It aches for release.

It begs the keyholder to let it out.

It wants orgasms.

It has blogs dedicated to it.

It becomes the active topic of discussion when sex comes up.

We males love it. Our cocks become acceptable topics of conversation. Wow!

Romance is about if or when the next ejaculation will occur. It talks about the mechanical satisfaction of the keyholder. It’s about the penis and where it does or doesn’t go.

I think we have to agree that all this penis talk is a male obsession. I don’t think that many women think of romance, or even sex, in terms of cocks and pussies. To them, romance is about eyes, words, touch, and thought. Orgasm is almost a byproduct of all this. Sex is an emotional experience. Yes, the ultimate orgasm is nice, but it isn’t necessarily the objective.

I’m no different than other guys. I am easily manipulated by promises of orgasms at some later date. I love the attention of being locked up and released from my cage. When not locked, I still think in terms of when Mrs. Lion will masturbated me to orgasm. My penis, which Mrs. Lion calls her weenie, is the center of my mental movie. I’m either thinking of how her weenie will be treated or how I can stimulate her to orgasm. When I think of pleasing her, I also think about how hard I get when I do it.

I’m smart enough to realize that this enjoyable-for-me way of thinking isn’t all that interesting to her. I have to remember that wonderful warmth I get from snuggling; the joy watching her sleeping next to me; how nice it feels when she touches me (not her weenie). It’s way too easy to let the penis take over. I can’t let it. When penis sex isn’t possible, romance is still there. Love is way more satisfying than ejaculation. Way more. But lest you forget, I would love to come tonight.

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Lion went in to work today. It was supposed to be for a few meetings. When I got home at 3 he still wasn’t home. He may be stuck in traffic or still waiting for his Uber ride. It’s kind of weird being home alone. Except for doctor appointments, Lion has been home for the past four weeks.

This morning Lion sent me an email at work. It was nice to see the tradition begin again. In his email, he said he was horny and not in pain. Yay! Those are two things I love to hear. I’m not sure if he’ll be in pain when he gets home. He may have overdone his I’m-free-to-roam-at-will outing. I told him to take it easy.

It’s hours later now. Lion is home, no worse for wear. He’s not in pain, although he did snooze for a while. I think we both did. I think going to work did him some good. He was almost convinced that they would get rid of him once they figured out they could survive without him. Now he knows they still want him. That’s always a nice feeling.

Since he snoozed earlier, he should be raring to go for sex later. In his email, he said I could start teasing him again. Tonight he says it’s time for an orgasm. I think the “old” Lion is definitely back. I’m not sure he’ll actually get that orgasm, but it’s nice to hear him say he wants one.

We have to be careful. I can’t let Lion do too much now that he’s not in pain. It’s too easy to overdo it and hurt himself. Of course, his shoulder will let him know when he’s done something stupid. Good thing his shoulder is so far from the parts I’ll be playing with.

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We are still working to get back the rest of our posts and pages. The site goes up and down as we try new things. I am up and down too in my recovery from surgery. Either I am in pain or feeling reactions from medications. My interest in sex has returned. That means Mrs. Lion and I can have fun again. She is enforcing her rules, at least the one about me eating before her. I suspect that I am interrupting her, but no feedback on that.

There is one change that I find disturbing. When I come, there is no semen. A very small amount drips out later after I am soft, but nothing when I orgasm. Mrs. Lion likes semen and I like making it for her. When I come, I feel as though I am ejaculating but I’m not. My average wait remain at 6.5 days. Maybe that is the natural wait for us. It’s been less than that now and I am definitely horny.

As things stabilize, the old feelings are returning. I was worrying that I wouldn’t be particularly interested in surrender and FLR with Mrs. Lion. It turns out that I’m beyond that. I’ve forgotten what I would be like without our power exchange. What used to be exciting kink is now ingrained in me. I’m still kinky and get turned on by her sexual control, but I no longer feel that there are any choices for me to make. It’s just the way we are.

I’ve been thinking about obedience too. In the sexual, BDSM sense, obedience is a turn on. But for me, at least, it’s now just the right thing to do. I realize that even if I were in a vanilla relationship, asking permission is a sign of respect and collaboration. By asking if I can do something I am sharing. In the vanilla relationship I suppose asking is more courtesy than genuine need for permission. But even in that context, if I asked if I could go somewhere and Mrs. Lion said no, what would happen? I suppose it would start a conversation to determine what is going on. In our current FLR, a no means I can’t do what I asked and that is the end of the subject.

My point is that from a behavioral perspective, FLR is just refining what I should have been doing all along. I hope Mrs. Lion will shorten my leash so I can further improve. I don’t really have to worry about the outside world thinking that I am weird. My behavior with my disciplining wife is well within the boundaries of “normal”. Someone would have to look very closely to notice that my requests are genuine and that I don’t expect an automatic agreement. Punishment is performed in private, so that isn’t something the outside world will see.

I’m very happy to be recovering. I’m also happy to feel our power exchange becoming a part of me and not just something kinky I do. I’m getting better.