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I have been battling a headache on and off for a few days. It hasn’t really amounted to much, except for today. I guess it’s been saving all its energy for one wallop. I took some Tylenol and it seems to be going away for now. Luckily, Lion had his fun last night.

At the very least, I wanted to edge him. He’d been looking forward to oral sex for a few days. We kept missing the mark and he didn’t get any. I don’t know if I was going to give him an orgasm. He was up to seven days since the last one. Technically, that’s right in the sweet spot for wait times. I like to make him wait anywhere between four and ten days. I don’t even think I bothered asking if he was horny. I just started trying to get my weenie hard. It responded like a champ.

He lost a little of the erection moving into position to be sucked. That’s no problem. I like when he gets hard in my mouth. He may not have gotten as hard, but he was enjoying himself. And then he was about to go over the edge. I couldn’t stop in time. If I had, he would have had a ruined orgasm and no one wants that. The problem is, he didn’t really have a full orgasm either. He said it fizzled out as quickly as it started. Needless to say, he didn’t produce any semen. It’s was a weird orgasm.

I don’t think either of us did anything differently to warrant such a strange orgasm. I don’t think I gave any indication I was going to edge him. For all he knew, he was going all the way. All we can do is regroup and wait for the next one. If this becomes the norm, then we’ll have to figure out what’s going on.

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In: Spanking, Sex

Tuesday night didn’t work out the way I had hoped. By the time Mrs. Lion worked her way down to her weenie, it was after nine, and it wouldn’t wake up. I’m writing this on Wednesday afternoon, and my thoughts have been drifting toward oral sex, both for Mrs. Lion and me. I know that she doesn’t exactly want sex, but I wonder if, after her shower tonight, she might enjoy an orgasm. It might be relaxing, even fun. I know that I’m in the mood for a blow job. Shocking, huh?

I’m wild today. The locking cock ring irritated me a bit at the base of my penis, at the spot where it joins the scrotum. I’m sure that a day or two of vacation from the ring will cure me. I had it on for almost six days without it coming off. It feels a bit odd to be wild. Speaking of time passing, I haven’t been spanked in twelve days. Mrs. Lion’s paddle fingers are getting itchy. I can tell by her post yesterday (“No Spanking Tonight“). It isn’t too hard to read the tea leaves. My next punishment day is Thursday. The chances are good that she’ll use the day to remind me of the little things she didn’t spank me for since last time.

It seems that “use it or lose it” applies equally to both sex and spanking. I always knew that frequent sex was needed to keep the drive alive and well. I was surprised to learn that the same is true of domestic discipline. You would think that the objective was to behave well enough to avoid punishment. I imagined that meant that spankings would be less and less frequent as I followed my rules.

Like others, I learned that isn’t true. Well, it is true in the sense that behavior does improve with regular reinforcement with a paddle. Good behavior isn’t enough. Unless the disciplinary wife gets aroused by spanking her husband, she will “forget” about her role if too much time goes by between spankings. Sexual arousal is a very good reminder for her to remain vigilant. For everyone else, the best way to maintain balance seems to be regular spankings, even if unearned.

That’s certainly true of us. We’ve discovered that if much more than two weeks go by without me riding the spanking bench, Mrs. Lion becomes less interested in monitoring my behavior. I pay less attention to what I am supposed to do. We lose focus and some connection with each other. Many couples discover this. Some call these unearned punishments maintenance spankings. We call them “just because” spankings. The idea is that chances are good Mrs. Lion overlooked some behavioral issues, and now I am spanked “just because” she missed them. We both know we need to do this. If Mrs. Lion neglects to schedule one, I remind her. This time, she remembered on her own.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments

I have been trying to figure out a way to get Lion more involved with sex. That sounds stupid. How can there be any sex without his involvement? Obviously, he has to be here, and he has to get hard in order for anything to happen. I’m talking about his helping things along. I know he doesn’t (or as he says, “can’t”) initiate sex. If I’m willing to get the ball rolling, couldn’t he help it gain some momentum? For example, I knew he was horny yesterday. When I moved over to snuggle, I asked if he was still a horny boy. He said he didn’t know. Way to throw up a roadblock, Lion. [Lion — I wasn’t but didn’t want to be discouraging.]

In my post yesterday, I mentioned that if Lion wanted more touching and kissing, he could roll over and meet me halfway. When I got no encouragement for snuggling and caressing him, I gave up. Since he couldn’t tell me if he was horny or not and didn’t give me any sign that what I was doing would lead to anything further, why would I continue? A while later, he said he guessed I wasn’t going to do anything. I started but stopped. He said rubbing his chest never got him excited so why would I think it would have done it then? I tried to explain about feedback and his rolling over for kisses, but he said rolling over is difficult for him.

Worse yet, I struggled my way to sit up in bed next to him and couldn’t get him aroused. It was late so I assumed that was the reason. I’d blown my chances. He said it might have been the way dinner was sitting with him. We’re just a mess lately. I’m blaming myself. He’s blaming himself. Sometimes the dog is hyper. It’s ridiculous. We’ve got to figure this out.

Tonight, I’ll try again to arouse the sleeping weenie. Tomorrow night, I’ll spank him on punishment day “just because”. We’ll just keep plugging away until something works.

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In: Chastity hardware, Male Chastity

Guess what? I’m interested in sex again. I’ve put Mrs. Lion off for the last few days. I just couldn’t get into the mood. Now, my natural horniness is returning. I ran across an interesting post this morning, “Blow Job Tips.” A woman shared her techniques for oral sex. I’m not suggesting that Mrs. Lion needs to improve her technique. It was just interesting to me as a male, to learn some of the techniques women use. Just thought I would pass it on.

I’ve been wearing my locking cock ring the same way I wore my male chastity device. It’s gone from an on-again-off-again toy to something that is on almost all the time. It only comes off when Mrs. Lion wants fuller access. I know she is having me wear it because I asked, but it’s exciting anyway. There’s something about 24/7 symbols of ownership that turn me on. Locking genital jewelry is easier for me to wear than a collar. It absolutely serves the same purpose.

A male chastity device has two basic functions. It prevents unauthorized masturbation and erections. It also marks the male as belonging to the keyholder. The locking cock ring permits erection and masturbation. However, it clearly marks the male as owned. A collar can be considered a fashion item and might even attract female attention. A standard cock ring might also be considered sexually attractive. However, one that is securely locked in place unmistakably signals hands-off.

If a woman happened to see a new male friend’s penis locked in a ring like mine, she would have to ask what it was. It wouldn’t take long to learn that the male can’t remove it. The obvious next question is, “Who can?” There you go. Ownership. I’m not going to be in that position. But I like the idea that even if I wanted to try, it wouldn’t work.

Mrs. Lion is always free to trade the ring for a male chastity device if she thinks it would be helpful. What I wear down there and when it comes off is totally up to her. For now, she is happy letting me get hard when I want. She knows I won’t jerk off. At some point, she may decide that she wants more control and doesn’t want unauthorized erections. All she has to do is trade the cock ring for a male chastity device. It’s that simple (for her!). I don’t get a vote.

I’m not sure that she thinks about it this way. She may not consider marking her territory particularly important. I hope she does. Regardless, it’s how I think about it.