We ran some errands last night and went out to dinner. By the time I had my shower and activated my new cell phone it was already pretty late. Lion whined that he wanted to be unlocked. I suppose I should have just glared at him but I was nice. I unlocked him.

Of course, “nice” is a relative term. If I was truly nice I would have given him his play spanking no matter how late it was. If I was truly nice I would have gone all the way to an orgasm rather than leaving him gasping for air with no relief. But I wasn’t truly nice.

I didn’t lock him up right away. I guess I should have. He did need time to calm down. Trying to shove an erect penis into a cage never goes well. When he’s really horny it gets more difficult because he may start out calm but all the maneuvering to get him in the cage excites him all over again. Then we have to wait and try again.

It seems we’ve perfected putting on the plastic cage. With a few fingers inserted between the skin and the cage, we have eliminated pinches. Lion is very thankful for that. Me too. I hate hurting him. Except when I want to, that is.

We ran some errands last night and went out to dinner. By the time I had my shower and activated my new cell phone it was already pretty late. Lion whined that he wanted to be unlocked. I suppose I should have just glared at him but I was nice. I unlocked him.

Of course, “nice” is a relative term. If I was truly nice I would have given him his play spanking no matter how late it was. If I was truly nice I would have gone all the way to an orgasm rather than leaving him gasping for air with no relief. But I wasn’t truly nice.

I didn’t lock him up right away. I guess I should have. He did need time to calm down. Trying to shove an erect penis into a cage never goes well. When he’s really horny it gets more difficult because he may start out calm but all the maneuvering to get him in the cage excites him all over again. Then we have to wait and try again.

It seems we’ve perfected putting on the plastic cage. With a few fingers inserted between the skin and the cage, we have eliminated pinches. Lion is very thankful for that. Me too. I hate hurting him. Except when I want to, that is.

I’m far from the first guy to point out the ironies in male chastity. We find it sexually arousing to wear a device that prevents sexual arousal. I wear a device locked on my penis that prevents me from achieving an erection, much less ejaculate. Yet, I’m turned on by doing this.

This isn’t a sexual game. I don’t have access to the key that will release me. I can’t decide I’ve had enough of this perverse foreplay and get myself off. I’m stuck until Mrs. Lion decides she wants access. Most of the time, being unlocked doesn’t mean I will be sexually satisfied. It’s far more likely I will be teased until I am just ready to come and then stopped. Mrs. Lion is a genius at masturbating me until I know I will ejaculate and then, at the last second, remove her hand. She does this over and over. When she’s done, she locks my penis back into its cage.

This seems like an insane hobby. Objectively speaking, it is. Of course, men who do this may have legitimate reasons from putting themselves into this position. Some believe they can’t be trusted with an unlocked cock. Perhaps past infidelities or “excessive” masturbation make them believe wearing a chastity device is appropriate for them. Some may not want to ejaculate. Others, may have trouble with arousal and orgasm. A locked penis let’s them avoid their individual issue.

Others, like me, have no issue with masturbation or cheating. Before enforced chastity, I jerked off a couple of times a week. It replaces sex that Mrs. Lion and I weren’t having. I missed interactive sex. By wearing a male chastity device I reasoned that Mrs. Lion would be more involved with my penis. Maybe she would have sex with me when she decided I needed relief. She would own and control my sex life. That idea really got me hot.

Now, nearly five years later, that idea still gets my motor running. I missed the feeling over the months Mrs. Lion let me be wild. Even though as a wild lion, she still controlled any sexual activity, it just wasn’t the same.

I’m turned on by being ‘forced”. Knowing that locked cage around my cock prevents me from any sort of arousal, is exciting to me. Being edged and put back dripping is exciting too. Having to obey Mrs. Lion or be painfully punished if I don’t, is also satisfying to me.

It’s not that i want to submit. I want to be made to submit and obey. Being forced to wear a diaper or panties is hot too. And, of course, being locked in a chastity device is the ultimate form of being “forced”.

That’s what’s behind my kink. This perverse excitement at being controlled is what makes me want to be locked in a chastity device. It wouldn’t work if I locked myself up. It only works if I have my lioness in firm control.

Lion took boner pills last night so he’d be ready for play. However, for whatever reason (and I don’t really have one), I didn’t play with him. Sometimes the boner pills last a while so maybe we’ve got a shot at it tonight.

He asks if I like having the cage back on him. I can’t say I like it, but I don’t hate it. I guess we’ll just have to go with that for now. I don’t think that’s a reason for not playing with him last night. It really wouldn’t have been a big deal to get the key and unlock him. Maybe it was the effort of changing the bed that threw me off.

Lion says his sore butt is better. That means I can swat his sexy buns to my heart’s content. Yum! I love his tush. We haven’t done a play spanking in a very long time. I almost need to relearn how to do it. The key, I believe, is that I’ll be starting out with my hand. That will probably stop me from swatting too hard to begin with.

The main thing I guess I’m worried about is making sure I keep up with playing with Lion now that he’s caged again. Being able to just scoot over in bed to play with him was nice. It doesn’t take that much effort to go get the key out of the lock box. I just need to get back in the swing of things.