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In: Male Chastity, Spanking

Things change. That’s no surprise to anyone. Even kink changes over time. We change what we call things. BDSM was “Leather” a decade ago. No biggie. The Internet tends to shorten things and loves initials. There have been more interesting changes. Take spanking, for example.

In 2010 it was a big deal to talk about spanking on the “bare.” Somehow, the erotic connotations of exposing a naked bottom added spice to the spanking conversation. It always seemed odd to me. In all my years in the BDSM community, I never saw a spanking that wasn’t on a bare bottom. But “on the bare” was an important component in spanking discussions.

That’s changed. I almost never see references to the exposure of the bottom in the context of spanking. I’m glad because references to pants up or down seem childish. Conversations center on much more relevant topics. Also, I’ve noticed that there is less talk about the actual act of spanking. Very few things are written with blow-by-blow accounts. The talk is more about the reason for the spanking and the results once it’s done.

Male chastity has also evolved. When we started this blog in 2014, chastity device discussions centered around “security.” People worried about being able to escape the device for a jerkoff session. The result was that a lot of men had to lubricate their base rings to avoid chafing. Unauthorized removal fears trumped comfort. Silly, when you think about it. Men initiate male chastity. Why would they want to cheat after working hard to get their partners to lock them up?

Another change was shorter cages. I would like to think that I had something to do with that bit of evolution. When I started male chastity, I followed measurement instructions and ordered a Jail Bird with a 2-1/2 inch cage. It didn’t take me long to realize that there were times my penis was shorter and there was space in the front of the cage. The result was that peeing became a messy challenge. It sprayed when it hit the bars in the front.

I went through two rounds of shortening. I finally ended up with a one-inch cage. It was barely long enough to contain the head of my penis. As a result, my urethra remained centered, and urination was no problem. Also, the device was comfortable to wear. I have it on now and forget it’s there. Holy Trainer and others offer off-the-shelf cages that are very short, like mine. The purpose of a male chastity device is to prevent erections and unauthorized masturbation. My tiny Jail Bird does that perfectly.

It seems to me that the combination of easy access to information and the ability to share the reality of these kinks allows us to learn from one another. It’s exciting that our exotic practices can find communities that support positive growth. Yay Internet!

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In: Orgasm

I did a lot of climbing up and down ladders over the weekend. I installed a solar powered light over our car charger. I moved one of the Ring cameras closer to the charger. And I replaced the batteries in another camera. Unfortunately, I couldn’t tell if the light was switched on until it got dark and there was no light. Lion didn’t like the placement of the solar panel. And the batteries I replaced were just as dead as the ones I’d taken out. Up the ladder again Sunday.

I was achier Sunday than I’d been Saturday. Ladders will do that. I used to be up and down ladders all day at work and my body has never forgiven me. It sees a ladder and goes into full on “you’ll pay for this” mode. Needless to say, I was not happy to have to redo things. Lion seemed disappointed. Fine. I went up the ladder three more times.

Sunday was also drain two of the gardens day. I remember Lion saying “we” were going to garden. I hate the royal we. It usually means me. Anyway, “we” turned on the wax earlier in the day to give it time to melt. “We” drained the gardens, refilled, redrained, re-refilled and fed them. “We” took a bunch of garbage and recyclables out to the cans. Then “we” waxed Lion.

You’d think after all that, “we” would have an orgasm. Nope. I’m not sure what’s going on. Lion, of course, thinks he’s broken. I, of course, don’t. I haven’t paid much attention, but I wonder if there’s a pattern to his brokenness. Does it come in cycles? Maybe every eight orgasms, he has a problem. Maybe it’s tied to a certain number of days or weeks. Phases of the moon? I don’t know. I’m grasping at straws.

Each time he’s been unlocked, he gets hard right away. Yesterday, he was oiled up and ready to go. But then he couldn’t go all the way. Usually waxing gets him excited, with all the fondling and rubbing. And the oil makes it more sensual, I’d guess. Well, he was excited. It just didn’t last long enough to give me my orgasm.

Where is my orgasm? I want my orgasm!

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In: Domestic discipline

Domestic discipline seems very similar to male chastity. At least, it does to me. Let me explain. If you strip away the fantasies and conversations about roles, domestic discipline is punishing a spouse for behavior that both partners consider unacceptable. Like male chastity, domestic discipline is almost always initiated by the man who asks to be spanked. That makes a lot of sense because consent is the bedrock of any disciplinary relationship.

I decided to suggest this because it seems to me that a big reason many men are unable to get their wives to spank them is the burden of assuming the role of leader. Roles in a marriage are very complex and not easily or safely changed. Mrs. Lion and I didn’t negotiate our roles. For a while, I thought we had a female-led relationship (FLR) because she could punish me when she felt I needed discipline. She was never comfortable with that.

Our marriage doesn’t have a designated leader. Roles evolved over years of living as partners. When I thought about it, I realized that I didn’t want that to change. We were comfortable with the division of labor. We didn’t have much trouble resolving differences without fighting or bad feelings. Why change something that works?

I wanted to feel Mrs. Lion’s control. I wanted her to help me improve. Domestic discipline seemed the best way to do that. But how do we institute DD without creating some sort of FLR? The bottom line is that we don’t need to do that. For us, domestic discipline is giving Mrs. Lion the ability to make and enforce rules. She has the right to punish me if I break one of her rules. She can also punish me if my behavior hurts her. I completely support this change.

I didn’t surrender my role in our marriage. I simply asked my wife to create and enforce boundaries that help me improve and make life better for her. You could argue that I surrendered power by doing that. She doesn’t agree. I asked for help. Maybe it’s help delivered with a paddle and not everyone’s cup of tea, but it works for us. It took time to add this feature to our marriage. It also took a lot of time to incorporate male chastity. So what?

We have our personal flavor of domestic discipline. Make no mistake; it isn’t BDSM. Mrs. Lion takes her job seriously. I don’t want to be punished. When I break a rule, I get spanked. It’s no fun. It doesn’t make Mrs. Lion a power-hungry monster. She does what has to be done every time it’s needed. No fuss, no muss, and most importantly, no FLR.

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In: Sex, Blogging

Mrs. Lion has been trying to give me an orgasm for the last few days. I don’t know why I’m not cooperating. Friday was the eleventh day since my last ejaculation. When she unlocked me, I was hard without any help. I wanted to come. I couldn’t. She worked very hard, but I couldn’t get up the hill. I worry that I’m broken. She gives brilliant blow jobs. I’m lucky that she isn’t giving up.

Our blog mostly talks about two things: male chastity and domestic discipline. My posts tend to occur in small groups on one or the other topic. Lately, I’ve been writing about male chastity. Usually, there’s a jump in our readership when I do. This time it fell off a little. Could it be that our readers are more interested in spanking and domestic discipline?

I’m not sure. The way search engines list us is a big factor in how many people visit. Google changes its search algorithms a few times a year. Each time it does, our readership grows or shrinks a little. This is due to how their programs analyze our content and choose to list us. If, for example, we are in the top five results for a search for “male chastity,” a lot more people will end up here. If we are thirtieth, very few find us. Fortunately, many loyal people come here without the help of a search engine. It’s those readers whose interest varies depending on what we write about.

Mrs. Lion usually writes about current events here in the Lions’ den. She faithfully records every detail of our sex and disciplinary lives. Every single orgasm, spanking, and BDSM activity since February 2014 is documented here. My erotic life is fully exposed in our blog.

I’m not sure how much value that delivers to you and our other readers. For my part, I’ve grown used to sharing these most intimate details here. I’m not sure how I would feel if a real-life person connected the dots and struck up a conversation about what we write. The cloak of anonymity makes it possible to share.