Oh, it’s definitely Monday. The lid for the coffee pot at work was damaged, so there was no coffee until someone got brave enough to try it. It worked so that crisis was averted. There were lots of other issues as there always are on a Monday morning. I was pissed when it looked like a coworker did a job she wasn’t trained for, but now I’ve calmed down since it’s possible another person used her desk without logging out and back in. That’s a problem all by itself, but not as big as I thought it was. I’m finding a lot of errors another coworker made. It seems never-ending.

The lion wasn’t up for play last night. We held hands while watching television. I’m hoping he’ll be ready for play tonight. He better be ready for punishment because he forgot the coffee pot again. I wonder if it’s more of a problem on Sunday than on other days. When I told him about it, he said, “poor Lion.” I think it’s more “poor Lioness.” I had to function enough to put the coffee pot together without first having had any coffee. That’s never good. Luckily, the coffee pot is smart enough to figure things out by itself once it’s assembled.

I ordered new parts for my CPAP machine. The theory is that I’m waking up at night without realizing it, and the CPAP will help. I also discovered this morning that I am getting only about half of my fluid intake requirements per day. This may account for some of the tiredness too. I knew I needed more fluid, but I had no idea it was that bad. Not using the CPAP and having such low fluid intake are not new things, however, so I’m not quite sure why I’ve been so tired lately. Maybe it’s a cumulative thing, and it’s just hitting me now.

Between the CPAP, drinking more, and getting off the anxiety meds, I hope I’ll be jumping Lion’s bones within a month or so. I’m also taking Maca (whatever the hell that is) that Lion bought me to improve my libido. My fingers are crossed. My legs are not. If my libido improves, maybe it will entice Lion to be hornier. Woohoo!

Twenty years ago, before I met Mrs. Lion,  I was active in the BDSM community as a top. I attended many workshops on various aspects of BDSM activities. One workshop was on electrical play. No, this isn’t just zapping people with safe toys. The instructor demonstrated how to reliably bring a woman to the edge of orgasm and hold her there. Then, with a slight change, give her a huge orgasm. I was fascinated. I had the necessary equipment, a Folsom electrostimulation box, and some hypodermic needles.

The needles were necessary to establish a reliable connection to the subject’s skin. They weren’t inserted into her body, just threaded through the skin on either side of her pussy. Careful sterile procedure was followed as always with anything that penetrates the skin. The Folsom box is connected to the two needles. Then, with gradual adjustment of voltage and frequency, arousal begins. Further adjustment increases arousal. With practice, the subject can be brought to the edge and held there.

This is possible because female arousal and orgasm follow a linear track. The slope isn’t very steep, so it is possible to control arousal with great accuracy. I demonstrated this technique at several national events. At the after-event dungeon parties, I had long lines of women waiting for a turn. Obviously, this method can’t be taught online. I’m not suggesting anyone try this without proper training.

What fascinates me is the ability to use tiny amounts of current to produce such profound effects. Sadly, I am unaware of any reliable way to replicate this in men. There are penis electrodes attached to elastic bands that go around the penis. I’ve tried them. I could get a sexual response for a short time and then lose it as the relative conductivity of my penis skin changed. When it worked, it felt like I was fucking a woman. The speed of the thrusts matched the frequency of the pulses. If I could have kept that up, I would have had a great orgasm.

The change in skin conductivity is what screws up this sort of fun for men or for women who use didlo probes. The needle technique avoids that problem in women. I haven’t discovered a male equivalent. Too bad. It’s not surprising that inducing orgasm is possible using low-voltage/low-current stimulation. In fact, animal semen collection is frequently done with a similar technique. An anal probe is inserted, and the correct current is induced. This causes the animal to ejaculate. I have read of people buying sheep-sized devices for human use but have not read of any success.

I’m ruling out simple, mechanical devices like the Autoblow and other masturbators. They simulate mechanical sex. I don’t get very good results from any of them. Other guys love them. I’m lucky that I don’t need one. Mrs. Lion knows exactly how to ring my bell. Still, I remain curious about ways to produce orgasms without directly stimulating the penis. Any thoughts?

I guess we’re in a tiny slump again. This time, at least partly, it’s because Lion hasn’t felt completely well. He declined anal activity last night. He always asks if it’s okay to decline. Of course, it is. The only thing he can’t decline is punishment unless there’s a valid reason like illness or injury. I’m not going to hold him to punishment if he’s otherwise hurting. The only thing that should be hurting him is me. I don’t want to compete with other pain. He wouldn’t be focused on my swats.

I’m not sure if Lion is planning on going with me or not, but I have to pick up our prescriptions and do some chores around the house. Lion’s legs were hurting so, if he does come with me, I think he’ll probably stay in the car. It’s just good to get out of the house.

Lion has been writing about sexual aids lately. I’m glad he prefers my attention to the toys. I feel superfluous when we use the Fleshlight or other masturbation devices. Am I jealous of the thing that’s sucking on my weenie? It’s true that I’m guiding it along, and it wouldn’t be working at all without me, but I should be the one sucking my weenie. I’m not even sure I’d be that bothered by Lion masturbating himself, as long as I was there, of course.

Actually, I think the problem is that I can’t tell what’s going on with these toys. If I’m jerking him off or sucking him, I know where the pressure is being applied. I know what’s working and not working. That knowledge is delayed or even non-existent with the toys. I’m definitely more of a hands-on or mouth-on person.

Even if Lion isn’t in the mood for anal activity, I’ll still try to see if I can entice my weenie into an erection. He said he was horny the day after his orgasm. Maybe he’ll be interested again today. We can do as much or as little as he wants. I may be calling the shots, but I still take my cues from him. It’s nearly impossible to give an uninterested weenie an orgasm.

[Lion — I’m definitely interested at both ends!]

Based on recent events, it appears I’m not broken. I had my last orgasm after only three days since the one before it. I found myself getting horny the day after both of them. On the day of my last one, I wrote rather sexy stuff for this blog (” Building A Better Male Sex Toy“). My research had me review the “literature” about male sex toys. This included some fun searches on xhamster.com. To make matters worse (better!), viewing related videos was very hot.

I was surprised by my reaction to reading and viewing sexually-oriented stuff. I don’t generally get a rise out of this sort of activity. The only reliable exception is when I read sex scenes I’ve written. My new book, Hacked, has some hot stuff in it, but right now, I am working on unsexy plot arcs. Anyway, I was startled to find myself getting aroused so soon.

When Mrs. Lion used the glass toy (“Scooby-Doo”), I not only tolerated it, I liked it. She followed the anal training with great oral sex that resulted in ejaculation. How about that? I can’t explain the change. My diet is the same. Mrs. Lion is more sexually active with the anal training and “just because” spanking. Is that it? Was it as simple as spanking me and shoving things up my ass? Am I that simple a creature? Maybe.

The only way to find out is to continue abusing my rear to determine if it is the key to keeping me sexually active. I better order a case of anal lube. I suppose Mrs. Lion could expand my horizons by trying other forms of kinky foreplay. She has a large arsenal of tricks that make me squirm and yelp. Speaking of yelping, I’ve noticed that I’m no longer curious what Mrs. Lion is using to spank me. Whatever she selects does the job very painfully. I’m not tempted to look for new implements. What she has works all too well, thank you very much.

That’s probably a growth step in our disciplinary relationship. The next step is probably me learning what implements are the most painful so that when Mrs. Lion tells me she is going to use one of them, I will properly dread it. So far, she doesn’t tell me what she has used. My dread is more generalized.

After I wrote about male sex toys, a follower on Twitter talked about a toy I’ve heard about once before. It’s the Edge-O-Matic 3000. According to the maker’s website and the user manual for the device, it uses an inflatable butt plug to sense the degree of arousal. The device comes with a vibrator similar to the Magic Wand. It’s connected to the controller. It is used to stimulate the penis. According to the maker, as arousal increases, there is activity from the pelvic floor. This squeezes the butt plug, and the change in pressure is measured by the device. After some calibration by the user, the device is supposed to detect when the user is just about to have an orgasm. When it detects that, it stops the vibrator. It then waits a bit to let the user cool off, and it begins again, and again, and again.

One review raved about how well it works. I would love to test this device. I can be tough to edge. Just ask Mrs. Lion. Anyway, as far as I know, this is the only device that uses biofeedback to control its operation. I can’t find anything that measures brain or body activity to maximize arousal. Combining that with the edging feature would be positively diabolical.