security screw on lion's chastity cage
This little security screw locking a cage around my penis is a powerful symbol of our devotion to each other.

On Christmas night, Mrs. Lion locked me into my Jail Bird chastity device. I was concerned. After I had it on only an hour, I asked her to take it off. It felt fine locked around my cock. My problem was that something, maybe the side effects of the eye medicine I’m taking make me feel unsteady. I was concerned about peeing into the toilet without falling over. She understood and unlocked me.

I commented that I thought she was going to lock me into the cock ring. She said that her post made it clear the Jail Bird was coming. I misunderstood. Yesterday morning, I told her that I felt steady enough to manage the Jail Bird if she wished.

I don’t think it is important to her if I wear any device on my penis. I’m pretty sure that’s true of almost all keyholders. How often does a woman think about her man’s cock? I’d be very surprised if Mrs. Lion gives any thought to the state of my dick. Yes, she likes seeing it hard; but does she care whether or not it’s sporting hardware?

She probably thinks about my wedding ring a lot more than any chastity device I might be wearing.There’s a good reason for this. My cock, at worst is an instrument of betrayal if it is involved with another female. So long as it remains her exclusive sexual property, it’s of little interest unless she wants to use it.

We guys, on the other hand, spend a lot of time thinking about our cocks. Those of us into male chastity can become obsessed with the idea of penis bondage. We try to get our partners invested too. Mrs. Lion is willing to support me. She has taken ownership of my penis (her weenie) and the hardware she locks onto it.

She does it because she knows it’s what I want. She’s even willing to assume the behavior of true owner and keyholder because I want it. I love her for that. I would love for her to actually embrace male chastity and FLR. It is the narrative of my fantasies.

I don’t expect her to do that. It makes no real sense in the context of who she is. There might be a more realistic goal. First, no device is  needed for me to not masturbate or have sex with others. I know how important it is for her that she and only she provide me with sexual release. I really like knowing how important that is to her. I won’t betray her.

Over the years, Mrs. Lion has written about my locking penis devices as a concrete sign of my commitment to her. I don’t think she believes it, but the concept is very close to how I feel about it. I’ve long ceased to consider a chastity device a way to assure I won’t jerk off. That’s why the locking cock ring is just as effective for me. I consider it a symbol, one I can’t remove, of our commitment to each other.

It’s obvious that having it locked on my penis is a more graphic version of my wedding ring, so it’s easy to understand why I consider it a powerful symbol. The reason she might is more subtle.

When she locks a device on me — the fact it is my penis isn’t really that relevant — she is symbolically claiming me as her own. She’s marked her claim. This isn’t literally true. It’s, as I said, subtle. Servicing it — putting it on and taking it off — might be considered a ritual that underlines our commitment to each other. I surrender control of my favorite toy and she accepts it as a way of showing her love for me. I never lock or unlock myself. It’s an event we share; a ritual.

The devices keep these wonderful, positive values close to the surface of our marriage. Demonstrating our devotion to each other is never further away than the security screw securing a device to my penis.