heart-on male chastity device
This is the Heart-On male chastity device that Lion will be reviewing in the near future. It covers his cock and balls.

I don’t think Lion was very happy to see it but I brought the kitchen paddle into the bedroom last night. He certainly wasn’t happy when I told him I needed him on his knees. Grumble, grumble, grumble. Poor Lion. He’s not happy when he doesn’t get swatted. He’s not happy when he gets swatted.

I think spanking him while holding his balls behind him works better with a paddle, but I’m still not sure I really like the position. I’ll keep trying it on and off with different paddles to see if my comfort level improves. Obviously I’m not concerned with Lion’s comfort level. Last night he said we were done. Oh really? I didn’t think so. I kept going until I decided we were done.

Lion got yet another cage to review yesterday. When he first showed me a picture of it I thought it looked like a hand grenade. Now that I’ve seen it in person, I think it looks like a diving bell. It’s a plastic shell that holds weenie and the boys completely. Lion says it’s comfortable but we’ll wait till the weekend to do further testing in case he needs to get out of it quickly.

It took a bit of work, but I finally got Lion excited enough to be edged. I think we were both pretty tired. I got him really close quite a few times and then I locked him back up in the Cherry Keeper. I don’t really have a time frame for keeping him locked up. When we started enforced chastity, he was caged 24/7 except for when I played with him. Is there some reason he can’t be caged now? He says the Cherry Keeper is more comfortable than the Jail Bird and I think he lines up well for peeing.

I also don’t have a time frame for his next orgasm. I don’t have to. It will probably be a salvaged orgasm since I’m getting him dangerously close to the edge lately. Or maybe I’ll be in a mean mood and just let it be ruined. It’s all very fluid. And I don’t think Lion minds at all.

[Lion — I don’t see any reason why we can’t return to 24/7 lockup. I thought that’s what Mrs. Lion wants to do. Mrs. Lion is right. I am very flexible and I don’t mind waiting for my next orgasm. Of course, it doesn’t matter if I do mind.]

preparing for a spanking
There’s been a change in Mrs. Lion’s interest in punishing me.

In the past, I’ve been guilty of making wild assumptions based on small actions by Mrs. Lion. I’ve tried to infer that she’s changed over and over again. Some time ago, I resolved not to jump to these conclusions any longer. So, I remained quiet even though I’ve noticed some not-so-subtle shifts in her attitude.

Before going further, let me say that she hasn’t emerged from some sort of disciplinary chrysalis as a butterfly of retribution. However, some things are definitely changing.

I’ve noticed that in some of her recent posts she’s admitted hoping I would forget to tell her when it’s punishment day In her post yesterday, she wrote:

“I found myself hoping Lion had forgotten to remind me of punishment day. I reviewed our emails and there it was; the first email. Darn! I thought maybe he slipped up and a punishment was due.”

Does this sound like the lioness who only gives punishments because she knows I want them? Within the last week or two she’s made other, similar remarks to me both in person and in emails. On Tuesday night, I asked her if she has become fond of punishing me. Her reply,

“I enjoy catching you.”

Given the comment in her post, I think she enjoys more than just catching me. She went on to say that she needs to find some new rules. I suggested that she didn’t need rules; she could just punish me because… She agreed but didn’t seem enthusiastic about that concept. I think she does enjoy catching me breaking a rule and then punishing me. Apparently, she likes the process.

I also think that she’s having a little trouble accepting this new part of herself. It’s one thing spanking me because she knows I want her to. It’s something else entirely, at least in her mind, if she does it because she wants to.

There’s another little change as well. On Sunday, Mrs. Lion wrote in her post:

“Tonight, before we go to bed, I’ll lock Lion away in his cage again. I know he misses it. That is, until he has it on and then he’ll say he’d rather have it off. In that respect he’s like the dog. Let me out. Let me in. Let me out. Let me in. Never quite happy with the way things are. Once he gets past a day or two he’s settled in and comfy. With regular respites out for play, there’s no reason he can’t be in it for weeks at a time.”

This statement came out unprompted. I hadn’t mentioned wanting to be caged in a long time. I was enjoying being a wild lion. Mrs. Lion had other ideas. On Monday she wrote,

“Just before bed, when I was about to do his eye drops, I handed him the base ring for him to put on. He made a face. He said he thought I forgot. I did until I saw it on his nightstand. Now he is horny and securely locked away. “

I had said nothing to her about the cage. I was hoping she’d forget about locking it on me. I didn’t hint or otherwise offer any encouragement either way. She decided to lock it on without any input from me. I think this is a change. Her posts clearly communicate that she was thinking about getting me back into a chastity device. Not only that, she followed through and locked me up.

On Monday night, she unlocked me and edged me over and over. It was very exciting and frustrating. About 1/2 hour after she finished, without any prompting, she told me to put on my base ring and she locked me up again. Tuesday night, I remained locked with no teasing. She didn’t say a word about the state of my penis. We went about our evening completely ignoring that I was locked in my chastity device.

I’m not complaining. All this, of course, is what I asked for. I had hoped that at some point Mrs. Lion would take ownership of both my chastity and our FLRD. Some time ago she did take over ownership of enforcing her rules. She was always very clear that she was doing it because it is something I want. Now, it’s clear that this is something she wants. I’m not going to claim that she has fun punishing me, though I suspect she does. I am going to claim that she enjoys seeing me caught breaking a rule and then suffering the consequences.

She also likes having me locked in a chastity device. I don’t remember another time she was so proactive about getting me locked up and keeping me that way. I know that in her post she was saying that I could be kept in the device for weeks at a time. I think she still a bit ambivalent about full time, permanent lockup. Since I’m completely comfortable in the Cherry Keeper cage (my review will be coming in a few days), I don’t see any logical reason why she would want me wild except for medical procedures.

In the past, when I’ve been wild because of medical issues, she’s completely forgotten about getting me locked up again. Not this time.

Real change doesn’t happen all at once. I believe that one characteristic of lioness 3.0 is that she really owns our disciplinary relationship and she gets positive feelings out of enforcing her rules. It may be too strong an expression to say that she likes punishing me, but I think there is pleasure involved in the process. I wonder if she is starting to like seeing how I change under her strict tutelage? I’ll have to ask her.

Waiting for the other shoe to drop
While these changes sound interesting, maybe not even terribly significant for Mrs. Lion, they can affect me profoundly. Enforced male chastity and, to a large extent, our disciplinary relationship, has been at my instigation and pretty much under my control.

I’ve always been able to tell Mrs. Lion that I would prefer not being locked in a chastity device. If I give her any sort of reasonable explanation, she unlocks me. Similarly, I can generally postpone or even completely avoid punishment. It’s not that Mrs. Lion doesn’t care so much as she’s always figured all this stuff is for my benefit and if I don’t want to do it I shouldn’t have to.

Right now she may continue to feel this way. I don’t know. However, if she likes catching me and punishing me, it would no longer make any sense to give me any say in the matter. After all, it’s for her as much, or perhaps more so, than it is for me. Not surprisingly, that’s the way I hoped it would be from the start.

Making my chastity for her as opposed to something she does because she knows I want it, would mean that I could no longer control when I get to wear a chastity device. I realize that she gets no direct benefit out of locking me up. Indirectly, it’s a concrete symbol of her sexual control. Perhaps knowing that she and she alone is the reason my penis is in a cage, might offer her a bit of amusement and a feeling of power.

I don’t want to read too much into this. I certainly support this change of direction. I recognize that chastity device wearing is a male kink and is generally indulged by the keyholder. I’m sure that’s the situation with us. However, maybe lioness 3.0 enjoys seeing me in a predicament like being locked in the chastity device. I know it doesn’t turn her on to see me that way, but maybe she enjoys knowing that I wear it because of her and her alone.

I’m grateful that my lioness is having some fun catching me breaking rules and then taking me to the woodshed. I’m hoping that she enjoys seeing me under her control. I hope I lose any ability to control whether or not I’m in a chastity device and when and if I will be punished.

I actually fell asleep at my desk for a minute yesterday. I was so tired. I thought I slept pretty well last night but I’m fighting a battle to stay awake again today. I’m blaming the cloudy weather. I need sunshine.

The problem with being so tired is that I don’t want to do anything when I get home. We went out to dinner and picked up some prescriptions and that drained the rest of the energy out of me. Luckily, Lion seemed to be in the same boat. He snoozed a little watching TV. I’m sure he would have liked to snuggle but even moving to his side of the bed would have taken more energy than I had.

Speaking of dinner, I watched Lion spill food on his shirt last night. We were eating soup dumplings so I guess it was inevitable. I don’t think it’s ever happened before though. He tends to spill broth when we get pho too. I don’t usually count that toward a punishment. I figure broth doesn’t really stain.

Lion was watching the spots like a hawk to see if it stained. He seemed more concerned than I was. I’d pretty much decided it wasn’t enough for a punishment when he pronounced it an actual stain. That’s nice, dear. No punishment. I think he was disappointed. I wasn’t going to swat him last night anyway.

Of course, if I do find my missing energy, I can always swat him tonight whether it’s an actual punishment or not. I still have to try using the kitchen paddle while grabbing weenie and the boys. He might wish he’d never suggested that position. I doubt it.

Even if I don’t swat Lion, I have to unlock him and take my weenie out for a spin. Way back when, I made the commitment that I would play with him at least every other day. There have been quite a few times I haven’t lived up to that commitment. It’s usually because one of us isn’t feeling well. I suppose you could say tiredness counts, but I’ll at least make an attempt. It’s not like neither of us has fallen asleep while I’ve been playing with him. He’s famous for it, but I’ve done it once or twice too. The most important thing is to be close. Everything else is a bonus.

It seems that my libido has returned and I’m responding to Mrs. Lion the way we both expect. I’m locked in my Cherry Keeper. Mrs. Lion took it off last night only long enough to tease me. It’s nice to be back to normal.

Normal? Isn’t that odd? I don’t think that what we are doing could be construed as normal for most married couples. Yet, this is been our routine for six years. That’s almost half of our married life. We are celebrating our 14th wedding anniversary in August. I think we are a special case, even in the male chastity/FLRD world. For about half the time we’ve been practicing enforced male chastity, Mrs. Lion’s libido has been asleep.

I’m not going to claim that I feel great about not being able to reciprocate all the pleasure she gives me. I don’t. The thing is, a seriously unbalanced sex life is one of the most common causes of marital problems. In a very real sense, we’ve stumbled upon a way to make lemonade out of sexual lemons. I would love to claim that our brilliant intellects went to work and solved this problem, but that’s just not true. A combination of love, goodwill, and a seriously deviant imagination combined to make this sexual alchemy successful.

I think the most significant contribution our enforced male chastity and FLRD make to our sexual relationship is that they don’t put any pressure on Mrs. Lion to feel sexual or respond sexually to me. I’m not claiming that Mrs. Lion wouldn’t like her libido back. I’m sure she would. But what I’m saying is that everything we do is focused on my libido without any judgment or demand on her to act or react sexually.

At first glance, that sounds terribly selfish of me. She gives me sexual pleasure with none for herself. Before we began our power exchanges, I felt deprived and inadequate because I couldn’t turn on my lioness. I spent my whole life believing that successful sex is mutual. In many relationships both partners feel guilty because the biological reality of a loss of libido makes any sort of mutual sexual pleasure impossible. Even in a so-called normal relationship, sexual interest is almost never equal. Someone feels put upon, the other neglected.

Enforced male chastity, at least the way we do it, makes no sexual demands on Mrs. Lion. Her role is to harness and play with my libido. She can use my active interest in sex to tease me and frustrate me endlessly. When it pleases her, she can make me ejaculate. I’m not claiming that this is the same as sex for her. Of course, it isn’t. But it is a sexual game she can play with the outcome satisfying my still-active libido without stressing her.

A good part of the sexual experience is communicating love by giving pleasure. Mrs. Lion gives me enormous amounts of pleasure and frustration. I can’t reciprocate. However, I can give her my devotion and love and let her know how happy she makes me. It may not be the same thing as sexual reciprocation, but it is emotional reciprocation. She has my gratitude and devotion. She also has the satisfaction of playing a game where the stakes for me, at least, are very high. The higher the stakes, that she sets, the more fun I have.

The biggest lesson for me is that reciprocation doesn’t have to be in kind. We can be completely happy if I reciprocate Mrs. Lion’s sexual and emotional attention with my loyalty and expressions of love. After all, love is not a currency. If you try to measure it and dole it out in equal portions, you’ll fail. If you give all you have in any way available to you, it will be received as the greatest gift in the world. That’s what we do. I’m very happy to say it works for us.