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In: Domestic discipline, Male Chastity

Most of us don’t want others to know about our domestic discipline or male chastity practices. We’re sure they would think we are crazy perverts. Maybe we half believe that ourselves. Simply observing our behavior might cause some head scratching. I get it. Our behavior isn’t exactly mainstream. That doesn’t mean it can’t be accepted by vanilla folks.

Part of the problem is that we often don’t think about why we do what we do. On the outside, it looks like Mrs. Lion beats me for misbehaving. Yeah, she does. But why? It’s because I asked her to do this for me. I find the idea of being spanked a turn-on. I’m not alone. Almost 90 percent of adults have spanking dreams and fantasies. Yeah, there have been several studies that report this. Am I crazy for wanting to bring that dream to life, or am I brave?

Mrs. Lion and I decided to use my arousal about spanking to improve our domestic relationship. Domestic discipline helps balance a power imbalance in our marriage. I’m a pretty dominant guy. Mrs. Lion is generally willing to follow my lead. Sounds perfect, right? Nope. She has to stuff her desires and feelings to always go along with me. Sooner or later, all this resentment is going to bubble over and threaten our marriage. Wouldn’t it be better if she could learn to express her feelings in a timely and appropriate way? Spanking me is far from crazy. She gets a loud voice and I learn to listen. I also get a sexual fantasy to come true.

Male chastity is more selfish. It’s a game that some men like. It’s very exciting (to me) to have to wait for my lioness to get me off. No masturbation, no wheedling or anything else to get off when I want to. I get off when she wants me to. Thatis a turn-on for me. Mrs Lion is kind enough to indulge me.

It has nothing to do with my masculinity, the weather, or the stock market. It’s a harmless sexual kink that I enjoy. So what? We aren’t crazy. We’re having fun and doing good at the same time.

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In yet another spectacular instance of miscommunication, Lion didn’t have sex last night. I know. It’s a shock. You mean he and I don’t communicate well? Yes. It’s true. I think he says something he didn’t say or he thinks I say something I didn’t say. More accurately, we misinterpret. That goes both ways too. Many times he insists I’m not listening to him at all. Sometimes that’s true. I might be reading something or paying more attention to the TV than to him. Sometimes even when I am listening, I have to ask to see if what I heard was correct. Usually, it’s the difference between “can” and “can’t”. Of course, this doesn’t apply only to sex. That just happens to be where most of our miscommunication leads to problems.

Lately, the house has been louder because of fans and air conditioners. In general, the TV is a lot louder than it needs to be. He often can’t hear me even if I’m yelling at him. No, I’m not yelling at him. I’m trying to talk loud enough for him to hear. In those cases, he tends to be listening to the TV more than to me. Oh well. We both have work to do.

Last night it was the task of making his packets of pills that threw things off. I was planning on playing with him and doing the pills afterwards. He reminded me about the pills, and I took that to mean I should do them right away. I should have told him my plan. Why didn’t I? I just thought he was waiting impatiently for me to get him his pills. It was after dinner. He needs to take them with food. Ergo, make the damn pills now.

What I need to do is to start being more forceful with him. The problem, in my mind, is that if I say he’s having sex right this second and he doesn’t feel up for sex, that sort of undermines the forceful attitude. Why doesn’t he feel up for sex? Maybe it’s because he doesn’t feel well. Sometimes he’s not in the mood. He’ll tell me I shouldn’t take no for an answer in those cases. Excuse me, but doesn’t he have to be at least a little in the mood? If I wanted intercourse and he wasn’t hard, it ain’t happening. Millions and millions of women will tell you that if a man is in the mood and the woman isn’t, sex can proceed. How many women in my mother’s generation were even given a choice? I have given Lion an orgasm when he’s less than interested, but he has to be somewhat interested to give me something to work with. I have a definite problem with him telling me to soldier on even if he’s not in the mood.

I was going to suggest I clarify with him like I do when I’m trying to figure out if I’ve heard him correctly. However, wouldn’t that kill the mood? I don’t know. We’ll have to feel our way around.

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In: Reviews, Chastity hardware

A short time ago, I reviewed the Holy Trainer Nano V5 (Link). This used to be the shortest model Holy Trainer offered. As I pointed out in my review, the Nano was too long. My penis didn’t remain in firm contact with the front of the device. That meant my urine stream didn’t flow neatly out of the front hole provided for that purpose. It made a mess.

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Fortunately, Holy Trainer makes a shorter model, the Nub. This device has a shorter tube than all of their other models (see size chart above). Please note that there are two length measurements provided for each tube. The “A” measurement is the length from the top to the tip, including some of the ring. The “B” measurement is less useful. It’s the protruding part of the tube.

The Nano’s “A” measurement is 3.1 inches. My penis, at its most flaccid, is about 2.5 inches. You can see that there is a good reason I don’t touch the end most of the time. The Nub’s “A” measurement is 2.2 inches. Perfect! For years people, including me, have stressed measuring penis length at average softness. I learned through experience that my cock didn’t need a cage the same length as my soft penis.  In fact, some compression turns out to be a good thing. The head needs to be in firm contact with the front of the tube to assure accurate, neat peeing.

When it first came out, many considered the Nub too confining. They were fooled by the “B” measurement and the natural male inclination to overestimate cock length. Sooner or later, even the most diehard long-cage fans had to acknowledge the benefits of a shorter, properly-fitting penis tube or cage. It turns out that the Nub is more than a chastity novelty. It’s the go-to size for a lot of us.

wearing the Nub

It was a little more difficult getting into the nub. The more compact tube left a bit more excess skin to get in the way while putting it on. I can’t complain about the effort. It was only slightly more than I needed with the Nano. Once on, the Nub was supremely comfortable. I think the bio-sourced plastic used by Holy Trainer provides a “softer” feel. The plastic is hard but feels good on my skin.

The V4 and V5 base rings are wider than earlier versions. I find that more comfortable. For guys used to narrower rings, it might take some getting used to. The Nub’s shorter tube makes it invisible, even under tight clothes or bathing suits. The penis nestles between the balls and stays out of sight.

I love the new lock. Unlike any other male chastity device, the Holy Trainer V5 models have a built-in lock. There are no parts or pieces to insert or lose. The device can be put on without a key. That makes travel and long-distance wear more secure. The device goes on, and a simple click of the lock does the job. No key is required. The lock is high-quality stainless steel.

The Nub is very lightweight. I don’t feel that I’m wearing a male chastity device. I remember it when my cock tries to get hard. The Nub makes sure that doesn’t happen.

If you are wondering about what size Holy Trainer to buy, my suggestion is to measure from your body along the top of your MOST flaccid penis. You want to measure when you come out of a cold pool. The trick is to buy a device that will hold the head of your penis against the front of the device. Don’t get carried away. If your most flaccid length is four inches, then get the size designed for that length.

A word of caution is important here. As of now, the cheap Chinese knock-off male chastity device makers can’t duplicate the Holy Trainer V5s because of the integrated locks. At some point, they might be able to do it. Stay away from them. They are made of cheap plastic and don’t fit as well as the Swiss-made Holy Trainers. Aside from the moral reason to avoid knock-offs, the imitators are not as good.

Holy Trainer ships quickly and uses an express service that gets you your device in a few days. I am very happy wearing my new Nub.

The device I tested was provided to me free of charge for the purpose of this review. We do not receive any commissions or other payments in return for reviews or sales of products we link to our posts.

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I had to troubleshoot the bed yesterday. We got new phones, and in my usual yank-on-things-till-they-come-free fervor, I pulled the power cord out of the bed controller. We could still adjust the position, but we couldn’t adjust the firmness. Ordinarily, we don’t adjust that very often, but the remote yells that something is wrong. Lion wanted it fixed. He must have asked me three or four times if I fixed it. Was it that urgent? I guess so.

Crawling around on the floor trying to reach bed components is not my idea of a good time. It took me three tries before I even figured out what the problem was. Then I had to crawl around more to fix it. All of this with the dog jumping on me, and it was hot, and I was ready to throw the entire bed out the window. By the time I was done, I was very sweaty and tired of being on the floor, then standing then being on the floor, then standing. But the bed worked again.

Dinner was easy. I bought some fried chicken on my way home from running to the office. It was no big deal putting that together. But the damage was done. I was wiped out from the bed and the dog. I didn’t have any energy left for Lion. We snuggled a bit and held hands, but nothing more. By bedtime, my left arm was angry with me. Too many times reaching and yanking and pulling and pushing. I took Tylenol, but it was a rough night. It still hurts a bit today, even with Tylenol, but I should be okay for Lion play time later.

Don’t tell Lion this, but I was planning on riding him last night before the whole bed fiasco. I promised him I’d do it for his birthday way back in October, but I never did. I thought maybe it was time for me to keep my promise. Fingers crossed that my legs won’t be later. Wink, wink.