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Lion’s panty shopping was a success. With no input from any salesperson we found seven new panties for him. Lacy thongs and sheer bikinis. Lion is not happy about any of them. I should note that Lion supplied the size conversion so we knew what size ladies panties we should get. I would have been clueless otherwise.

It’s interesting to me that he suggests these things and then makes faces and groans when I actually do them. At the very least it sends mixed signals. But I guess that’s all part of the fantasy.

Lion had a few punishments coming to him from Friday and yesterday. He asked if Saturday’s punishment would be pushed to Sunday. I suggested that I do a combined dessert to take care of all his punishments. I also suggested that we try OTK spanking to see if we can figure out how to make it work.

I sat on the couch and he laid across me. It was easier to reach him and it wasn’t difficult to support him. I thought I was hitting him hard. I was using a wooden spoon with tread tape on it. His buns seemed to be getting red. He was asking me to stop.

I had him sit on the stool afterwards and stuck some soap in his mouth. He was sitting for about twenty minutes. By the time I took the soap out, Lion’s mouth was burning. The soap was in too long. We’ll need to experiment with the time. And I want to look for a soap that isn’t as harsh. Lion insists the soap should be somewhat harsh. I can’t win.

He also said I didn’t really hit him very hard. He thinks the wooden spoon is not able to cause much pain. Later, though, he changed that tune. His butt did hurt.

The other thing he brought up was whether or not it made me feel like his mommy was spanking him. Nope. He said he doesn’t feel like I’m his mommy either. Then he wondered, if I think of him as a toddler/child, shouldn’t that make me feel like his mommy. Maybe he should call me mommy. Nope. I don’t want that. He doesn’t either. He asked what I think about when I spank him? I think about where my swats are landing and if I’m doing it right.

All this proves is that we’ve still got a lot of work to do in the punishment department. What does it mean to me? What does it mean to him? We’re still a work in progress.

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In: Humiliation, Lion's Journal, Panties

(Saturday morning) We spent yesterday traveling to our vacation destination. It’s hot, desert here. There are irrigated orchards with pears, apricots, cherries and peaches. Apricots are plentiful now with peaches coming in. I love to go to fruit stands and get fresh-picked fruit. That’s on our agenda today.

Enough of the ‘fruit report. I admit it; I really love fresh fruit. We tried to aim the satellite dish yesterday. We had no success. We were both hot, tired, and grumpy by dinner time. We ate at a dive that has great food. We returned to the trailer. I managed to get some cocktail sauce on my shirt. Mrs. Lion directed me to change my Apple watch face to Minnie Mouse. That’s our reminder I am going to be punished.

After we showered and watched a bunch of “Becker” episodes. Then we went to bed. We snuggled for a while. Mrs. Lion tried to get me hard. No go. She did casually mention that she has a bar of soap with her. That is, I think, a coming attraction for tonight.

There are several pairs of frilly panties in my underwear drawer. As of now, that’s where they remain. Last night, Mrs. Lion said that today I will be in nice soft panties. I’m naked right now. Mrs. Lion is writing her post. We will be going out soon. I expect I won’t be wearing my usual underwear.

When you think about it, a lot of things seem to be changing for me. I’m back in my chastity device (it’s off for this trip). Mrs. Lion is punishing much more effectively. Her new spanking style is way stricter. She is giving me punishment “deserts’ that range from mouth soaping to corner time or both. And now she is dressing me in panties, bras, and other frilly stuff. I wonder if in the near future that panties will be my only underwear. That is oddly arousing for me.

We are going shopping today for a stool. This will be my punishment stool. Instead of standing in the corner, I will be sitting on the stool. The seat will be covered with 3M anti-slip tape. This tape is like super coarse sandpaper. The grit is very sharp and very big. I can only imagine how it will feel on my freshly spanked bottom. Julie suggested that Mrs. Lion whip the top of my thighs with a crop to get me moving to better feel the grit.

I’m impatient for Mrs. Lion to begin with the underwear. It’s not that I exactly look forward to it. It’s just that the feeling is like waiting for the other shoe to drop. I know things are going to happen to me. The anticipation is, in some ways, worse than the reality.

It looks like Mrs. Lion is nearly done writing. I’m sure she’s already let you know what she did yesterday. I’m about to start finding out. (Saturday, Lunchtime) We just left WalMart. Mrs. Lion tarried a long time over the pegboard full of panties. She selected seven pairs of panties. I think she judged which ones she wanted to buy based on the look on my face when she held them up for me to see. We self-checked out, so no salesgirl to look at me in a funny way.We also bought a wooden stool for punishment time.

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“I thought you were going to make me wear panties.” This was a few hours after we got things set up at the campsite. Because I hadn’t made him wear panties on the way here and because I wasn’t making him put them on before we went to dinner, apparently I wasn’t going to make him wear them all weekend. I had him bring his manties and his new red thong, fringed panties. Just because I didn’t make him wear them one day doesn’t mean he won’t wear them at some point.

As a matter of fact, in bed he said he has a sore spot on my weenie. I told him I knew what would cure him. A nice satiny pair of panties would feel good against his sore spot. He’s wild, but he wore the training collar. I told him he doesn’t even need to wear the training collar with his panties. Am I a saint or what?

At lunch, Lion spilled some ketchup on his shirt. He was lamenting his impending punishment. I handed him a Tide stain stick. If the stain isn’t there when I look for it, it never happened. He thought he was in the clear. At dinner, I noticed ketchup in a different spot. So Lion was, in fact, in trouble. We were just too tired to do anything about it last night.

I decided he’ll get his punishment today. That gives him more time to dread it and me more time to plan it. In the meantime, we’ll try again to fix the satellite and go shopping. Perhaps we’ll swing through the lingerie section of WalMart to see if there are any sexy Lion panties. Then we’ll see how much he complains about not wearing panties. Poor Lion. He just needs to be more careful.

Addendum: Success! We found seven new pairs of Lion panties. He grumbled and sighed the whole time we were looking. With the occasional,”Ew!” thrown in for good measure. We’ll post pictures as soon as we can.

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resin sample of ghost chastity device
This is the crude, weak “resin sample” of my custom device. It was way off, but was so weak that it broke before I could even try it on.

I just completed ten days wearing a Custom Chastity Ghost chastity device. I reviewed in a prior post. Once I put in several hours sanding the roughly-finished device, I was locked into it. The device was extremely comfortable throughout the test period. Last week, Mrs. Lion decided to put me back in the Mature Metal Jailbird. This is the device I have been wearing for almost four years without a single problem.

I inspected the Ghost after it was removed. To my surprise, the back of the base ring (the part that touches my abdomen) had a really bad smell. It wasn’t a urine smell. It was a new one to me. I have years of experience staying clean while wearing a chastity device. In the shower I always soap the device, including the back of the base ring. I rinse with a shower massager that does a great job rinsing me off. Over time, some body oil and proteins will get on the device and won’t wash off in the shower. My Jail Bird never picked up a bad scent. The finish just got a bit dull. That’s why I bought an ultrasonic cleaner.

I started thinking about why the Ghost would smell bad. The only cause would be bacteria. Then I remembered that the device is 3D-printed. A 3D printer is a three-dimensional dot matrix printer. It deposits little droplets of plastic as the printing head travels across it’s path. When it finishes printing a layer, the head moves up and it prints the next. So far so good.

If you look under a magnifier at a color picture in a magazine, you will see lots of cyan, magenta, yellow, and black dots. The colors look solid when you take the magnifier away. Well, the 3D printer does the same thing. What it prints isn’t really solid. It is very porous with voids between the 3D dots deposited by the printer. An object cast with a mold will be much heavier than the same device printed by a 3D printer.

The couple that own Custom Chastity like to claim the nylon used in their cages is the same material used for medical devices. They may be right. But medical devices are solid-cast in nylon. Yes, you hear of devices that are 3D printed. The printer makes a model of the final device. Then the device model is carefully polished. All 3D -printed objects have a rough, sandpaper-like finish when they come out of the printer.

Once the device is sanded and polished, it is used to cast a mold. The final product is solid nylon that was cast in the mold. 3D-printed devices are much weaker than cast ones. I overlooked all this when I did my first review.

Ok, fair enough. I figured that the design of the Ghost took into account the loss of strength of 3D-printed objects. They did. The chastity device is strong enough for its intended purpose. What I didn’t consider is that those little pores in the device could be a problem. My theory is that my body oils, sloughed skin cells, and other proteins found their way into those pores in the base ring. Bacterial came along too. The bacteria reproduced in the lion soup I provided. Voila! Stinky base ring.

Normal washing with soap and water in my shower couldn’t clean those millions of pores. Only my ultrasonic cleaner with a special ultrasonic cleaning detergent could get rid of it. Yuck!

Another demerit for Custom Chastity is the price. A custom-printed Ghost costs $250USD plus shipping. Custom Chastity, modifies their standard design for the device to match your measurements and then uploads the design to a public 3D printing company. When they get the device back from the printer, they put it in a cheap, blue plastic zipper bag along with a decent padlock, a couple of numbered seals, and a sample of silicone lube. They then ship it off at your expense. Oh yes, they provide a “resin” sample to give you an idea of the size. That sample is produced on their inexpensive home 3D printer. The one they sent me was dreadful. It broke before I could even try it on.

Based on my research, it costs about $50 USD, tops, to print the device. The lock probably costs another $5 USD. So they make almost $200 for their trouble. That’s a very unfair profit, especially since the device is so flawed. You could argue it took them a couple of hours to modify the design for your custom cage. Ok. I invested three hours sanding it so it would be wearable.

All that notwithstanding, it turns out that the porous nylon the device is made from can easily become a petri dish breeding bacterial despite efforts to keep the device clean.

I think the future of right-out-of-the-3D-printer chastity devices is not very good. If someone would use the printed device as a matrix to build a mold and then pour the nylon, that would be perfect. But that would require work to finish the printed device, make a mold, and cast it. I would pay $400 for a device created that way.

As it stands, I can’t recommend the products from Custom Chastity. There are just too many reasons to avoid them. Save your money and get a steel, or cast plastic device.