Lion finally got his clothespins last night. It’s difficult to assess how much he “enjoys” things like that. Obviously, like a spanking, it turns him on when he thinks about it. While it’s happening, not so much, although he was getting hard. I used the clothespins with the stair tread on them. They grab on more. I don’t know how many I put on him, but there were enough in all the right places to make him wince both going on and coming off.
When I was done with the clothespins, I told him I needed him across the bed. He agreed. I knew he wouldn’t turn down a blow job. I’d already decided he wasn’t getting an orgasm. I want to get him super horny before he has one. It’s been a while since we played and I want to build up a little more suspense. In the recent past, I’ve been edging him a few times and then giving him an orgasm. This time, I want to make him wait a bit.
Things were moving along. I started out slowly sucking him. I figured it might take a while to get him anywhere near the edge. I thought we were on the right track. And then we derailed. Sometimes that happens. It’s not a big deal. He doesn’t know what went wrong. I still sucked on him for a little while. I figured if he could get hard again, we’d go from there. If not, at least I made him feel good for longer.
Tonight, I have a work function. I also have to make a run to the store to pick up prescriptions. It’s right near the restaurant, so it sort of works out. I just probably won’t be home in time to play with Lion. I guess that all depends on whether he snoozes while I’m gone. He might be all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and looking for love. Even if he isn’t, we can snuggle. The main thing is not to lose the momentum from last night.
Clothespins, like alligators, clung to the unfortunate Lion.