putting on orionmale chastity device
This is the way Mrs. Lion normally puts the device on me. She pulls my penis through the center section. Then, before she can put on the head cover, I have to pull the skin back so that just the head of my penis protrudes. I think that if too much skin remains inside the little shaft cover it pinches and causes the problems I have been having.

As Mrs. Lion wrote in her post yesterday, I have some wounds on my penis. These were caused by my Evotion Orion male chastity device. It’s not that the device doesn’t fit properly or that it is uncomfortable to wear. The problem is the way I put it on. The device has three parts: The first is the base ring which is the same as on other male chastity devices. The second is a sleeve that connects to the base ring. This is designed to hold the shaft of the penis. When the sleeve is on correctly, only the head (glans) pokes out. The third piece connects to the shaft cover and “protects” the head.

The tricky part is getting the shaft cover on correctly. Until the last time I had the device put on, Mrs. Lion would thread the head and shaft of my penis through the shaft cover. She would then lock it onto the base ring. This would leave about an inch of the shaft poking out from the front. I would then have to pull the shaft back until just the head of my penis poked out. This was a bit of work and without lube not terribly comfortable. When we used lube, it would often stay in place for more than a day.

evotion middle section
After Mrs. Lion locks the center section in place, I pull the skin back until just the head of my penis protrudes. Now it’s ready for the headpiece to be locked in place.

My bright idea was to have Mrs. Lion just move enough of my shaft through that covering so that the head was all that poked out. Then, she would lock it on to the base ring. I figured the remaining skin would stay in place inside the shaft cover. She did it and it went on well. However, inside that piece of the chastity device, the skin was vulnerable. I’m not sure exactly how it happened but some of the skin just under the head got irritated and a sore developed. Directly opposite the sore, a bruise formed. My guess is that I scraped the skin during normal wear and the bruise formed by pinching caused by bunched-up skin pressing against the plastic.

I’ve had a sore in that spot before. I suspect the device manages to irritate a bit of the skin at the very front of the shaft cover. I can’t feel any roughness there but I can see how some of that delicate skin below the head could poke out a little bit and rub. I wonder if any other men have had similar issues. Until everything heals, I’m wild. I’m also not being teased until things get better. Frustrating!

I’ll have to see if this issue repeats itself. Obviously, I’m not going to put the device on with my “new” system. We’ll go back to the old pull-the-penis-skin-back system. It’s more uncomfortable but appears to avoid these injuries. It also occurred to me that perhaps the shaft cover is a bit too short. The Evotion people stressed the importance of not specifying a device that is too long. I’m not sure it would be worth ordering a new shaft cover to test out whether or not I need more length. I don’t think I need one with more breadth. I fit nicely when Mrs. Lion puts it on.

I had a similar sore develop when I was wearing the Cherry Keeper male chastity device. It has a shelf built-in near the head designed to prevent the head of the penis from slipping back into the body of the device. It was very comfortable to wear and the shelf served its purpose. However, at one point I developed a similar sore where the shelf rubbed against the skin just under the head.

evotion orion ring to hold penis head in place
The molded-in ring (arrow) keeps the head of my penis from moving back into the device.

The Evotion Orion doesn’t have a shelf. It has a ring at the very top of the shaft cover. It serves the same purpose as the shelf in the Cherry Keeper. Maybe this ring can irritate my tender skin. This is a difficult problem. I like having something prevent the head from slipping backward. By holding it in position, urinating is easy because my urethra is always front and center where it belongs. Even though I had my Jail Bird male chastity device shortened to just 1 inch, the head could move enough so that my urethra would end up “biting” one of the bars at the front of the cage. This resulted in a nasty spray when I went to pee.

To date, the best male chastity device I’ve tried is the Evotion Orion. Despite the fact that it has caused a couple of small injuries, it does the best job preventing erections and allowing me to use my penis normally for non-sexual activities. I plan to continue wearing it as soon as I heal.

Lion was all ready to play last night but an inspection of my weenie revealed a scab on the sore spot and a dark purple bruise on the other side. I decided playing should wait. Sores happen from time to time. We think the cage pinches sometimes when it goes on. Lion usually puts ointment on it so a scab doesn’t usually form. This time he did not. The bruise is more troubling from Lion’s point of view. It probably happened when the cage went on too. Maybe it’s the severity of it that has him concerned. I assume it takes quite a bit of force for that deep color to form. Why don’t we remember a pinch like that? We’re keeping an eye on both areas.

Against my wishes, I spanked Lion last night. I didn’t want to punish him for my feeling like a beast. I should have handled things better. However, since I was annoyed by his cajoling me into punishing him, I guess it all worked out anyway. After all, I was punishing him for annoying me about something.

I’d been worried that punishing him for my nervous breakdown would put me in a tailspin again. I was still worried after the first few swats landed. I won’t say I was glad I was spanking him, but I will say I was glad nothing negative happened. I don’t know why I was in such a funk to begin with and I have no idea why it lifted so suddenly, but I don’t ever want to feel that again. I still think spanking him could easily have sent me over the edge again.

I don’t know what will happen later on. His bruise seems to be lighter. It’s the sore spot that has us in a holding pattern. I think the spot was sore for a while before it scabbed over. I wondered if it had anything to do with my impression of a vacuum cleaner the other night. Maybe I nicked him with my teeth. Then Lion teased me about that very thing. I guess I’ll have to file my teeth down so I don’t slice and dice my weenie. A sore weenie is no good to me. I need him back in fighting shape.

Another month has begun. I’ve broken a record of sorts. I was healthy and sexually active in September and only had one orgasm. You can see my history since 2016 above. Overall, there is a reduction in total orgasms year to year. This wasn’t intentional. For almost all of this time, Mrs. Lion paid no attention to how long I had to wait between orgasms. In fact, she usually had no idea how long she had made me wait. She only started keeping track in September.

Until September I never expressed a preference either. That’s when I suggested that Mrs. Lion extend my wait past the 13 days that had elapsed after my August 31 orgasm. I asked her because it was difficult for her to get me right to the edge of orgasm during the first 10 days or so. This was true since July.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t get me off if she wanted. It was just that it would have taken a long time. I stayed on the arousal plateau for quite a while. Some days, my interest seemed to just drop off without warning and I would get soft. She was able to bring me back to a full erection without much trouble. It was odd that this happened. Almost magically after about 10 days, it became much easier to get me ready to ejaculate. That’s why I suggested that more time would be more fun for both of us.

It’s almost as much fun as ejaculating

I like the intense feelings when I am just about to come. Muscles tense up and I make involuntary sounds. My brain is totally focused on the impending orgasm. Then Mrs. Lion stops. I feel myself trying to keep going. I only have a few thrusts to get a release. I can’t. I start to relax. My breathing slows. Then Mrs. Lion starts again. It takes a little time but then I am back, trying to get over the edge. I can’t and she won’t help. This time she doesn’t let me calm down very much. I am still close when she gives me just a few strokes (or sucks). It’s enough to bring me right back. She stops.

Can the teasing go on forever?

This goes on until either I just can’t get back to the edge and start to get soft — Mrs. Lion says that’s when she breaks me — or she decides I’ve had enough. Usually, she doesn’t go far enough to break me. She just stops and sits up. Then she tells me in a sweet voice, “Not tonight.” I’m left sprawled across the bed with my erection flopping as I hump the air. It takes a little while for me to calm down. Then I return to my side of the bed. In a little while, Mrs. Lion locks me up again.

Yes, it’s intensely frustrating. The frustration grows each day she does it; up to a point. I can’t predict when it happens, but somewhere after 14 days I will return to the plateau and stop getting right to the edge. As soon as she unlocks the chastity device I start to get hard She has no trouble getting me aroused. I just don’t get to the very edge of that cliff. That’s not true. I get to the point that I feel my interest begin to drift away. I’m sure I’m done for the night.

Sometimes Mrs. Lion asks me if I am done. If I say yes, she might stop. Lately, she goes right back to sucking my cock. To my surprise, after a minute or two I start feeling more and more aroused. I’m heading for the edge of the cliff. Mrs. Lion knows I am and follows her usual routine of frustrating me over and over.

I’ve learned to like this teasing. Yes, I desperately want to come. I try humping her mouth. I can’t move much, so that doesn’t help. I know she likes it when I’m so frustrated. I don’t know how far into the future this dance will last. We know it works for at least 20 days.

Of course, I like to ejaculate. Mrs. Lion truly loves making me come. She likes my semen. Go figure, I sure don’t. Anyway, I know she likes making me come more than she likes frustrating me. Thank goodness! For the life of me, I can’t figure out if there is any particular logic to apply when deciding when I get to ejaculate. As of now, Mrs. Lion agreed it should be at least two weeks. My last wait was almost 3. I’m ready when she is!

What a difference 24 hours makes. I can’t promise I’m back to normal. There are still some questionable moments. But I’m feeling a lot better. Yesterday was rough. Not only was I on the verge of tears a lot during the day, but I was also feeling physically unwell. My boss was near the timeclock when I tried to punch in. It rejected my fingerprint and I yelled at it. Actually I swore at it. I wanted to throw it across the room but that seemed excessive. Then the thermometer, which never likes me, refused to give me a temperature so I wrote what it said on its screen, “LOW”, which I assume means its battery was low but I was in no mood to deal with it.

At lunch, people gave me some grief for punching back in too early. I’d come into the breakroom after them and I was going back to work before them. I didn’t care. I was done eating. Sitting with people didn’t seem any more appealing than going back to my desk so I went back to my desk. By 3, I was shot. Everything hurt. Everything was annoying. I wanted out. I was working on a report and everyone in my office area was scheduled to leave at 4. I leave at 5 but I reasoned I could make it till 4.

As my boss left, she asked if I was leaving. I had a few more items on the report and I wanted to finish it. I said I was surprised I made it that far in the day. She laughed and said she was surprised I made it beyond my argument with the timeclock. And then, for whatever reason, I started feeling better on the drive home. I know. I know. Many people feel this way on the drive home. But this was different. The physical pains were lessening. I wasn’t on the verge of tears. The sun was shining, both literally and figuratively.

Lion wondered why I was home early. He wondered how I felt. I’m sure it was as unbelievable to him as it was to me that things were better. How does that happen? Did he have a sense of impending doom when he knew that I was home? Was he afraid to open his mouth for fear of annoying me? I can’t say I blame him if that was the case. There were times over the previous few days that I was afraid to talk to anyone about anything for fear I would fall apart. Lion being worried I was silent because I was mad was only part of the story. It’s difficult to talk when you’re afraid you’ll burst into tears and even more difficult to explain why you’re crying, especially if you’re not sure why yourself.

My weenie was still out of commission last night. The spot is still sore. Humph. I would have played with him if he’d been able. If he’s up for it tonight we can certainly play. At the very least, we should snuggle. I think we can both use the closeness.

I still owe Lion a spanking. I don’t really want to punish him for something that wasn’t his fault. I’m also not sure how it will affect me. If I’m punishing him because I was in a bad mood, will I hate myself for doing it? I’m a little afraid I’ll wind up feeling like I did for the past few days. Maybe it’s silly to think that, but it was a horrible few days and it’s still fresh.