1,339 Days And Counting

Fate got in the way of my promised birthday ride. It’s been 1,339 days since the last time I had vaginal sex. That’s over 3 1/2 years! On Wednesday night Mrs. Lion gave me an oral orgasm after a 26-day wait. I’m not complaining. It felt very good. She made an effort to get me off with a handjob. She had no problem getting me hard, but I just couldn’t get very aroused. I don’t know what’s wrong. Her technique seems fine. Julie of strictjuliespanks suggested having me do it under her supervision until I am ready to come and then let her take over.

“I know that David’s fingers or vibe use on me is never as good as my own self-pleasuring (though his tongue is something I cannot match or replicate!), and he has told me that while he loves my hand, he can guide his own hand to pleasure himself in ways I cannot (that immediate feedback from pleasure centers to hand motion that another person cannot achieve). Not sure if Mrs. Lion does it, but “making you” rub yourself while she watches and encourages (and then takes over for a while and hands it back for a while) might be good. (I’ve also learned, by watching my husband, how he seems to like it at various stages, and that improves my skill). You can always make a rule that if you cum by your own hand rather than her hand or mouth, that’s a spanking also, not for punishment, just as a fact of life.”

I don’t know if I can do any better than Mrs. Lion. It’s been almost nine years since I’ve jerked off. I agree that I would receive direct feedback. I’m not sure it would do any good. The argument against letting me masturbate anywhere near orgasm is that I will relearn to get myself off. I know that David is allowed to jerk off, so Julie isn’t promoting a “bad” habit. I’m not allowed to do that. Wouldn’t letting me masturbate under my lioness’ watchful eye confuse my prohibition?

I’m not saying that if she has me jerk off for her, I will start solo masturbation again. Right now, I believe that I’ve lost the ability to get myself off. That’s a big reason I don’t even think about doing it. For almost the entire last decade, my only source of sexual release has been my lioness. That’s quite a record. If she wants me to do it, I will. Julie suggests that if I make myself come, even if told to by Mrs. Lion, I still get spanked for it. I suppose that reinforces the idea that jerking off ends in a painful spanking. That’s an incentive to encourage Mrs. Lion to stay in control of my orgasms. In terms of eating the product, she actually likes it. I’m glad she doesn’t want to share.


  1. I don’t like the product, but clean it up whenever I cum. The rules apply always.

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      I guess I’m lucky Mrs. Lion actually likes it.

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