While we say we sleep better when we’re together, the past few nights have not proved it. Even last night after I changed the bed Lion was up a lot. I’ve been sleeping but not well. No idea what’s going on.

There’s definitely less anxiety when we’re together. Lion jokes that he wasn’t sure I wouldn’t find someone better and wouldn’t come home. Even my ex. All spending any time with my ex proves is that I was right to leave. Maybe not right to leave the kids, but right to leave him. We’ll always have ties because of the kids but the less contact the better.

I know Lion is insecure but he’s stuck with me. I’m like a bad check. I’ll always come back to him. On paper I know it doesn’t seem like we belong together and I can’t explain it, but we do. It’s definitely cliche but we’d do anything for each other. I suppose that’s why I’m so willing to do most of the things he wants me to do to him. It makes him happy.

Tonight maybe we’ll snuggle and see if my weenie is interested in any fun. If Lion’s too tired my weenie won’t react. I’ll just try again the next night. I try never to put any pressure on Lion to play. If it doesn’t happen one night it will happen sometime in the next few nights. I’m pretty sure putting pressure on him would add to anxiety and not being able to play. Why would I do that to him?

If you wonder what happened to our list of blogs we read, our hosting company stopped access to that plugin. I’m going to figure out another way to continue listing sites. A little over a year ago we moved from our own server (way too much work to maintain) to a hosting service that does all the work. It costs more, but up until now, has been a pleasure. In the scope of life, it’s a small thing. I just want you to know what happened.

We frequently get comments about the absolute need for a chastity device if we are to be practicing enforced male chastity. I sort of agree, but the fact is that enforced male chastity is about controlling male ejaculation. Whether or not I’m locked into a device, Mrs. Lion has absolute control over my orgasms. I know, I know, if I’m not locked up I could jerk off. Please! If I’m locked up and determined to masturbate, I can pull out of my cage.

The most common argument that if it is a lot of work to pull out, by the time I actually do it, I won’t want to masturbate. Let’s face it, we’re grownups (this blog is for grownups. If you’re a kid, go back to some other site). Grownups can control themselves. If you are prone to going off and rubbing one out, enforced chastity isn’t for you,.

What we do (Mrs. Lion and I, hopefully you too) is consensual. I want her to be in control of my orgasms. Why in the world would I want to cheat?

A lot of my posts this month have been about the gap between fantasies and reality. My reality is great. I love our power exchange. I don’t love every second of it. But I don’t want to give it up.

So, if you are offended that Mrs. Lion hasn’t put my cock back in a cage yet, tough nuggies. We are still practicing enforced male chastity. We’re doing it lioness style.

Lion is tired today. His allergies are bothering him. I’ll need to change the bed when I get home. I wasn’t tired to start off the morning. Now I can barely keep my eyes open. Tonight might just be a snuggle and snooze night.

As I promised, I played with Lion last night. It sort of surprised me he wasn’t immediately hard when I touched him. Sometimes he’s hard even before I touched him. It didn’t really matter though. He got there eventually. He’d had a nine day wait. Not that that’s a huge amount of time but for us lately it is a long wait.

Clearly he was horny when we got going. I was debating about making him wait even longer but he was such a good boy while I was away I gave him a hand job. There wasn’t much cum but I got a little taste. He tends to leak out over time now. As long as I get some I’m happy.

I don’t know when we’ll return to the Box O’Fun or more regular play. Clearly it won’t happen tonight. Lion won’t be ready to play again and we’re both too tired to care. Dinner will be easy pasta. I’ll change the bed while I wait for the water to boil and then we’ll settle in for a quiet night of watching TV and holding hands. That’s actually my favorite kind of night.

[Lion — Mine too.]

I picked up a thoroughly jet-lagged lioness last night. She was tired from all the flying, driving, and visiting over the past 8 days. When we got home, the first thing she did (after getting undressed) was to cut the seal off of my chastity device and free her weenie. It feels good to be wild again. We had a snack and snuggled for a long time. Mrs. Lion’s hands didn’t get near enough to her weenie to make me hard. I knew in advance that there would be no sexual activity. She was exhausted and just happy to be in her own bed. I slept better than I have in days. Being with my lioness is the only way I rest comfortably. I know that sounds mushy, but it’s true. It isn’t that we sleep touching one another; we don’t. But I am always aware that she is next to me.

Now that she is back and more rested, things will get back to normal here. Perhaps Mrs. Lion will reinstate her box O’Fun. So far, I’m wild. It’s not clear how long I will remain cage free. Regardless, the sexual rules remain firmly in place. She’s still tired and hasn’t slept as well as I. Wisely, she’s decided not to speculate here or in conversation with me. Now that she’s back, she has some decisions to make.

As she’s written, Mrs. Lion is debating when I should be locked in a chastity device. It’s not an obvious decision. We both feel there are pro’s and con’s. It’s her decision when she chooses to make it. Another consideration is how she wants to do BDSM play. We started using the Box O’Fun and suspended it for a while. Do we resume? Is painful play a spur-of-the-moment activity, or is it scheduled?

She has also talked about how often I get to ejaculate. Should she continue deciding while she is playing with her weenie? Or, should she establish a minimum wait time and let me know what it is? This ties in with chastity device wearing. At least it does in my mind.

Today, Mrs. Lion is more rested and she can put her mind to work on these questions. The problem, in my view, is that there is no “right” direction. We’ve had a lot of time to experiment. She knows that I’m not going to masturbate or find another lioness to fuck. She knows I do best when we do BDSM play. Reasons to move in any particular direction are subtle if they exist at all.

I’ve thought about it, of course. I don’t have any solid suggestions. I wore a cage for the last nine days. It’s something I know how to manage. I spent years locked up full time. It’s easier to remain wild; easier for both of us. She has nothing to lock and unlock. I can pee without worry. That doesn’t seem to be a reason to leave me wild.

I guess we’ll find out my fate when Mrs. Lion decides to tell us.