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In: Lion's Journal, Male Chastity, Punishment, Spanking

Mrs. Lion is most definitely starting to grow into her lioness 3.0 skin. She has most definitely improved her punishment skills. My most recent spanking, actually five days of a spanking each day, was truly severe. I felt the results for more than four days afterward. In fact I’m still feeling one patch. I’m not complaining. This is exactly what I wanted to see happen. In my mind, a spanking is punishment-grade when I feel it for at least a day afterward. I can attest to the fact that it definitely hurt more than a day afterward. More importantly, she didn’t decrease intensity because she was spanking me several days in a row.

Lioness 3.0 still has a little work to do. Now that she’s mastered the spanking, she needs to develop her offense-observing skills. She’s a fantastic offense hunter, at least when it comes to spotting me getting food on my shirt and for eating before her. Her skills are a little bit in need of sharpening when it comes to identifying and punishing things I do that upset her. Bless her heart, he’s always ready to forgive me for doing any of those things. 3.0 is a more ferocious beast. She doesn’t forgive me when I interrupt her or speak thoughtlessly.

I know it’s going to be painful for me, but I really want her to get out her claws and correct me when I do something that upsets her. I’m not too worried that she will be a tyrant. That’s just not in her blood. I think she will be much happier, and I know I will be, when she doesn’t internalize things I do, and instead lets them out with her voice and her paddle. After all, it was my hope that our Female Led Relationship with Discipline (FLRD) would help her resolve this.

I realize that my uncaged days are drawing to a close. I’m not entirely sure what role the male chastity device plays in our power exchange. Of course, it’s a powerful symbol of Mrs. Lion’s sexual control. I’m not entirely sure that symbol is very needed at this point. I don’t need protection from myself in terms of masturbation. I’ve been wild for quite a while now and I haven’t had any serious temptation to ejaculate on my own. Could I if I wanted to? I like to think that I can’t, but that’s probably not true. I just don’t want to. As they like to say in the unions, it’s not my job. That belongs to Mrs. Lion. She is very possessive about my sex organs. She refers to them as “my weenie and balls”. It’s not just a joke. She means it.

Many of the people who come to our site are new to enforced male chastity or female led relationships. A couple like us, who have been at this for six years, might be confusing. It takes time and a lot of work to get to the point that most of the things that you fantasize about our just a normal part of life. It’s true of us. We are not going back. Our marriage will always have a paddle in it and I will never have sex on my own. We are an established couple, fairly set in our ways. It’s true that there will be new reasons I get punished and perhaps new rules and practices pertaining to sex. What won’t change is our exploration of this power exchange and Mrs. Lion’s authority. That is so well-established, neither of us even thinks about living any other way.

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In: Edging, Mrs Lion Comments

When we moved, the trunk with the toys wound up staying on the deck. It seemed reasonable. I’d unpack it and stow the trunk in the storage area or shed and we’d be in business. I had no idea unpacking would take an act of Congress. Lion has been hoping I’d unpack it. Last night he grumbled that the toys were likely ruined from moisture. At 10:30 pm I went onto the deck in the cold and dragged the damn trunk in. I didn’t open it. At least it’s out of the cold and moisture. (I think it has a seal so I’m not sure moisture can get in.)

I have no idea when I’ll actually unpack the trunk. I have bigger fish to fry, as they say. This weekend I’m going to concentrate on actually unpacking boxes. For the past few weeks, we’ve been doing projects. Most of them have been to make the house more livable, but unpacking would go a long way to that end as well. Besides, as I told Lion in an email, I already have a project: getting him to the edge.

I’m not sure what’s going on with him. Maybe he was worried about physical therapy. Maybe he’s worried about taking this bus that wastes a lot of time. Maybe it’s the steroid injection he got. Maybe the events of the whole year are getting to him. I know they’ve gotten to me. Maybe he’s frustrated with how long it’s taking to get the house in some sort of order. Me too. And then last night he said he doesn’t really like the house. He flip flops on that issue. [Lion — It’s hard to like the house that makes me feel unsafe to walk around in it. I’ll probably start liking it again when I can use the kitchen and actually find things that I want. My office is fairly clear, but I’m missing a lot of the stuff I need. Like Mrs. Lion, I’m just tired of all this.]

Last night I put some clothespins on my balls. I think it was only six. I hit at least one spot that really hurts. He was hard for quite a while before fizzling out. Even then, I was able to get him hard again by changing grips. Unfortunately nothing worked. I’m not giving up. I may not try every night, but I will get him to the edge. And maybe I’ll keep going to “reset” things.

The thought just crossed my mind that initiating might be causing him concern. I’d much rather have an edgeable Lion than an initiating Lion. He’ll probably say initiating doesn’t have anything to do with it. But, just for fun, let’s take it off the table for a while. He’s no longer responsible for initiating on punishment days, or any other day. What could it hurt? Either it helps or it doesn’t. You know how much I like experiments.

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In: Lion's Journal, Sex

First, I would like to correct a couple of errors in yesterday’s post. about the Evotion Orion male chastity device. The base price for the Evotion custom Orion is $349, not $369 as I wrote in the article. Also, they are offering what they call Orion Now. This sells for$299 (it’s semi-custom) and is now on sale as of this date for $249. In addition, some wonderful news: Evotion is offering a 15% discount to our readers. To get this discount simply use the code MALECHASTITYJOURNAL. There is a box in the checkout for offer codes.

Another interesting feature which Evotion does not mention on their website is what they call a “glans ridge”. This is similar to the Cherry Keeper’s “headlock” feature. Evotion points out that they had this feature a long time before the first product from the maker of the Cherry Keeper was launched. It would be very helpful if there was a list of these features on the Evotion site. I, for one, want this feature on my device. It holds the head of my penis in place and helps assure my urethra will be properly centered.

Speaking of that, Evotion will be working with me to develop a design that will effectively lock my urethra in position, centered in the opening provided for it. I’m very excited about this because to my knowledge, chastity device designers have not made this sort of feature a priority. Most of the people wearing devices assume that urination will be difficult and many sit to pee.

Another correction is my mention that the finish of the device did not look smooth and glossy in the picture. It didn’t look that way but the fault is that the photograph on the website is not accurately depicting how the product looks, according to Evotion. They promised to update that picture. More importantly, I’ll find out when I actually get the product.

And now for something completely different. Mrs. Lion has been diligently trying to get me to the edge (maybe beyond?). It’s just not working. I get excited and hard, she stimulates me wonderfully, but I just lose it after a few minutes. This is starting to get to me. I have no idea why this is happening. I’ve had slumps before, but this feels different. There have been no changes in my life or diet. I just can’t figure out what’s happening. I don’t need to tell you how frustrating and scary this sort of thing can be. I think Mrs. Lion is also feeling discouraged. That bothers me too.

We had a nice little field trip this morning. Mrs. Lion and I took our dog to the vet for her checkup. It was nice to be out of the house and even nicer to be out of the house wirh Mrs. Lion. Recently, when I need to go to physical theray I’ve been using a public transportation ADA bus that comes to my house and picks me up then drops me off where I need to go. This bus can have other passengers on and make other stops. All that is fine, but yesterday I was picked up after physical therapy at 3:15 PM. The point-to-point travel time is a little under 30 minutes. My trip last night took 2 1/2 hours. That’s absolutely unacceptable. I’ve been avoiding driving because my vision is impaired and I worry that I might not see everything I should. Obviously, given this horrible service, unless I ask Mrs. Lion to miss work and lose pay, my only remaining choice is to drive myself.

The reason I mention this is just to give you an idea of the frustrations that are presently facing me. Mrs. Lion has been wonderful trying to make things easier for me and I am grateful to her for all of her hard work. I’m also very grateful to you. The recent comments have been very stimulating and helpful. It’s great to find out what you’re doing. While this isn’t a forum, it’s still a place where reader input is very valuable. Keep commenting.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments

As promised, I shoved the small nJoy up Lion’s ass last night. Surprisingly enough, it went in relatively easily. I expected more resistance since it’s been months and months.

I wasn’t exactly timing it but it was in for at least an hour when Lion decided he needed to pee. He couldn’t with the plug in and he either bent over a little or coughed and the butt plug shot across the bathroom floor. Problem solved! I told him he might as well pee since the restriction was no longer an issue.

I sort of spaced out and realized about 9:30 that I hadn’t played with Lion other than the butt plug. It was supposed to get him ready for edging. Near bedtime, Lion said maybe we could do “something sexual” tomorrow night (tonight). I thought the butt plug was something sexual. [Lion — It was sexual. I had hoped for something around the front as well.]

This morning I was looking through the box containing the rest of my nightstand stuff that I haven’t put away yet. I found a bag of clothes pins. I showed it to Lion and told him he’d be seeing them later. Rather than being happy with the clothes pins, he said he bet the rope was in the box too. I didn’t actually expect him to be happy about the clothes pins, but it is “something sexual” as I thought the butt plug was. There are certainly times I think I can’t do anything to make Lion happy.

[Lion — o, I’m not overly excited about having my balls covered with clothespins, though it is exciting and I’m not complaining. I think Mrs. Lion I have to talk about how she interprets what I say as expectations.]