I had to go into the office this morning for an in-person meeting. We have one every quarter. I think it’s mostly to let everyone meet each other since we tend to have a high turnover rate in some areas. They give us breakfast, hand out an award for the person who made a great suggestion, and otherwise waste our time. We also break into our departments and go over things that were or should be covered in an email. You know, typical office nonsense.

That outing left me tired. Neither of us slept very well last night. Actually, it’s been the past few nights. I don’t think the heat has anything to do with it. I was almost falling asleep at my desk when Lion asked if I wanted lunch. I didn’t, but some time away from my desk helped a little. At some point I’ll get so tired that I can’t help but sleep through the night. In the meantime, it’s not fun.

Speaking of fun, there wasn’t any last night either. I don’t know if Lion was particularly horny, but I was not feeling well. It’s not really anything I can put my finger on. I just don’t feel well. And that’s annoying. I can take Tylenol for pain. There’s nothing to take for general yuck. I’m hoping sleep will help. I’ll try again tonight to have enough energy to play with Lion. Maybe I just have to force myself. No, not force myself as in he’s a chore. Force myself as in get off my ass and just do it already. I could go for days of not feeling well and that’s not fair to Lion.

As soon as he heads off to take a shower, I’ll set up the massage table. I really don’t have to take it down until he’s ready to go into his office on Thursday if I can’t manage to take it down tonight. At the very least, it will be waiting for us when I get off work. Then all I have to do is figure out what I want to do with him. Maybe it’s time for IcyHot again. It’s been a long time. The smell might wake me up. Poor Lion.

It’s hot here. Yeah, so what? Well, we live in a normally-cool, wet place. Our summer daytime temperatures rarely go over 88o F. It’s expected to hit 100o today. We should stay pretty cool. Our AC will probably handle it well. We have three portable air conditioners with a combined capacity of 38,000 BTU. Our house is only 1,600 sq. ft. We’re lucky. Most people here don’t have any AC. While I’m nattering on about techy things, we’ve made a few background changes in our site. You probably won’t notice them. They could affect some reader apps. We had to block a program that isn’t used by many applications but is popular with hackers.

Security is important to us. We don’t provide information to Google. They collect a shocking amount of data on everyone who uses the web. We have an app that does allow Google to gather some data. That’s our translate feature. Google provides translations of our blog. I removed the feature a while ago and some of our readers asked that we bring it back. This ends the technical portion of our post.

Mrs. Lion is still not fully recovered. Her nose is bothering her, and she feels tired much of the time. She tested herself for COVID and remains negative. I wonder if allergies might be part of the problem. it’s weed season. She wasn’t allergic when we lived on the east coast. Very often, people get new allergies when they move to a different region. I hope she feels better soon.

As we both wrote, our new massage table worked pretty well as a sex surface. It’s a little too low for optimum access. We will adjust the height to see if Mrs. Lion is more comfortable with it higher. Our other massage table (we use for waxing) is raised about six inches. I think the new one needs the same adjustment.

I’m very happy with the new table. Our bed (a Sleep Number) is too squishy for most sexual stuff. It’s very hard to balance on it. We love it for sleeping, but it leaves something to be desired for sexual stuff. A long time ago, I had a water bed. Even with the “no-slosh” model, it was difficult for sex. The firm massage table is much better.

I can see a way to improve it further. Mrs. Lion may need an adjustable stool. Then she can sit comfortably at the right height to do things to me. She may try the table for spanking. It’s a lot higher than the spanking bench. It may be easier on her back when she paddles me. Also, since it is much higher, my legs will dangle without touching the floor. This will probably stretch my skin more and give her a clearer shot at my most sensitive areas. Her straps will probably work well with the massage table to hold me in position. If not, it’s easy to get longer ones.

We’ve discovered that convenience is a critical factor in sexual and disciplinary activities. That’s why the table we use for waxing wouldn’t work out. It’s in a remote area of the house, and Mrs. Lion frequently uses it as a table to temporarily store stuff. She has to work ten or fifteen minutes to clear it. That’s fine for waxing since we do it infrequently. It won’t work for activities that aren’t planned. The cost of another table is more than offset by the freedom it gives Mrs. Lion.

We still need to build new habits and move off the bed for play. I’m sure we will do it.

We have a strange “room” in our house between the hallway and two bedrooms. It’s not big enough to do much with, but too big to do nothing with. My desk is there. There’s an air conditioner in the living room/kitchen area, one in Lion’s office, and one in the master bedroom. Theoretically, all three of them should converge in my little office area. I also have a fan to help. It works pretty well. Unfortunately, the weather station is on the shelf over my desk, alerting me that’s it’s currently 95 degrees outside. Blech! Please don’t let the power go out.

I am usually hotter than Lion is. I don’t think it’s menopause anymore. That baking from the inside problem should be over by now. I like the air conditioner on in the bedroom, and he’s cold even when he’s under the blankets. Ironically, he’s like a furnace when I try to get near him. Maybe he loses all his body heat, so he feels cold. In winter, my hands can be ice cold, but I still feel warm. Go figure. It’s just another way we’re opposite.

I’m still not feeling 100 percent. I don’t know if it’s the heat, recovering from COVID, or what. Everything feels like it takes far more energy than it should. By the time I’m done with work, which isn’t all that strenuous by the way, I’m ready to relax. Lion wants to play earlier, so I guess my relaxation will have to come later from now on. That’s fine. I hope I’ll only be feeling less than 100 percent for a while. I have to feel better soon, right?

Tonight, I’ll set up the massage table again. I don’t have any more ideas of what to do with him. He’ll probably suggest spanking because he thinks he’s due for one. But if I spank him, then that means no sex. Maybe he’s okay with that. Some attention might be better than none.

Mrs. Lion set up the new massage table on Sunday evening. I climbed on board, and she jerked me off using lube. It took a while, but she got me there. It was my 18th day of waiting. The orgasm was odd. I felt it coming and got most of the usual muscle contractions. But there wasn’t a grand finale. It felt good and then stopped. I wondered if I ejaculated. Mrs. Lion reported that I did. This is the first time in months. Go figure.

I’ve had less-than-spectacular orgasms before. They usually occur after a long wait. Maybe my body needs to get back into shape. More frequent orgasms might keep my sexual responses tuned. Could this be why males almost universally masturbate? It can’t be a coincidence that these strange orgasms happen when I haven’t ejaculated in some time. From my experience, edging seems just as good for sexual conditioning as full orgasms. Well, maybe not quite as good, but good enough.

Male chastity has taught me some interesting lessons about my sexuality. I never particularly liked jerking off, but felt driven to do it if sex with a partner didn’t seem in the offing. I didn’t think much about it. When Mrs. Lion trained me not to masturbate, it was like breaking a habit that wasn’t too important for me. Sure, I wanted to jerk off. But I didn’t feel that I was missing something important when I couldn’t.

I wonder if my desire to masturbate has less to do with sex than maintaining the sexual equipment. Could that be why it is such a male obsession? Male chastity is mostly about masturbation prevention. There’s an element of teasing and delayed partner sex. Mostly it’s about preventing the male from getting himself off. Increasing the time between orgasms is a way to challenge his instinct to jerk off. As most of us learned early on, the desire for sex drops off after a while if masturbation or partner sex is withheld.

Since I’ve been trained not to masturbate, making me wait doesn’t increase my desire to masturbate. I don’t think about it. I’m not even sure I could get myself off. It increases my desire for Mrs. Lion to get me off, but only to a point. After a week or two, I’m not that motivated. Sure, I love it when she gets me aroused and either edges me or gets me off. If she doesn’t, it’s not a big deal. Is this change the result of not keeping the equipment in tune?

I don’t think anyone has studied the changes a man makes if he can’t masturbate. There have been studies of men who lost the ability to have sex. I don’t know of any that caused healthy, sexually-active males to lose the ability to get off at will. Even so-called celibate males, like priests, enjoy masturbation (at least, I think they do). I don’t think I’m damaged by male chastity. Maybe the changes are temporary and can be reversed. I doubt I’ll find out. I didn’t expect this. I thought that masturbation was just a way of relieving sexual pressure. Maybe it has a more basic value.

Hot weather is finally hitting us in the Pacific Northwest. Like in England, most people here don’t have air conditioning. On hot days the nighttime temperatures drop into the sixties, so sleeping is comfortable. June of 2021 was exceptional. We had over a week of ninety-degree-plus temperatures. It cooled off at night, but we weren’t prepared for the heat. I don’t think we are better prepared this year.

Mrs. Lion and I have three portable air conditioners. They have enough cooling power to keep the house comfortable on most hot days. Unless it goes over 100o, we should stay cool. I’m not sure about our power grid. About three-quarters of our power is hydroelectric. There are dams on the Columbia and Snake rivers, as well as some smaller tributaries. Chances are that we will be fine. That’s one advantage of few people having air conditioners.