We are enjoying our new “farm.” Three weeks ago, our first small hydroponic garden came. It holds up to 12 plants. I bought some tomato seeds and planted four. About a week later, our Aerogarden Farm arrived. It has two tanks and lights and room for up to 24 plants. We planted more tomatoes, some lettuce, and herbs (the seeded pods came with the unit). Everything is coming up! We were so excited that we ordered another Aerogarden Farm. I bought strawberry roots and put them in the small unit (the one we got first). To our surprise, we have flowers on two of the five strawberry plants. The lettuce and tomato plants on the big farm are also growing nicely.
We plan to use one of the Aerogardens for tomatoes and the new one for lettuce and herbs. This might change if we find other food we can grow. We’re both excited about being able to grow some of our food. For one thing, the garden will remind us to make salads. I love them, but making them is easy to forget. For another, fresh, organic food we grow will taste better. See? We do more than male chastity and spanking.
male chastity update
On the sex front, Mrs. Lion has been giving me nice oral attention. It’s big fun for me. I’ve also managed to go 24 hours without earning a spanking. Good thing; my bottom feels like leather in spots. Do you think that my hide will get tougher if she keeps spanking me? I don’t want to find out.
It’s funny that it feels a little odd writing about male chastity. We’re in our ninth year of doing it. At this point, it wouldn’t occur to me to have any sort of sex without Mrs. Lion’s permission. Since I am not allowed to masturbate unless she orders me to do it, her hands and mouth are my only outlets (inlets?). I never expect an orgasm.
That’s why writing about it seems odd. Isn’t it the same for every man? It isn’t a struggle for me. I get horny like any guy. I don’t expect relief. I wait for Mrs. Lion to get me off. Even though I write about jerking off, I doubt I could make myself come that way. She’s my only source of release. I’m lucky that she enjoys getting me off. After all these years, I’m still turned on when I think about losing control of my sexual pleasure.
I don’t think it’s a big deal. The truth is that the process of being trained never to masturbate was fun. It was hot to be locked in a male chastity device and only get unlocked for teasing or orgasms. It was fun to feel the frustration of being caged. I suppose it would be fun now if Mrs. Lion decided to lock me up for a while. Other than being fun and spending over three years locked up, I was trained not to masturbate. Not only was I trained to keep my paws off, I was trained not to want to do it. No matter how horny I get, I never even think about jerking off. Never.