ginger that went up lion's ass
This is the piece of nicely aged ginger root that I carved and then inserted into Lion’s waiting ass.

I may have forgotten to cage Lion again last night, but I didn’t forget to play with him. Ironically, our dinner included ginger. He had ginger coming and going.

I had no idea how long to leave the ginger in. I know it loses its heat at some point and there’s really no need to keep it in any longer than that. I arbitrarily decided on six minutes. Lion says it still had a lot of heat left in it. Oh well. Live and learn. The good news is that we have quite a bit of ginger left over. And it tends to get hotter as it ages.

ginger root on its way up lion's ass
The carved ginger root is on its way up Lion’s butt. No lube of course, that would block the burn. It went up surprisingly easily anyway.

When we email back and forth during the day, we usually end with KISS. Sometimes I throw LICK in there. Lion will answer with “mmmmm”. Yesterday I sent KISS LICK SUCK at the end of the first email. True to my word, I gave him some oral attention last night. I edged him once or twice and then decided to give him an orgasm. How many days had it been? Who knows. Who cares. [Lion — It was six days]

Lion was definitely happy. He was panting for a while afterward. And smiling, of course.

And then I forgot to lock him back up. Lion remembered before we went to sleep but I didn’t feel like getting out of bed again. I thought maybe I’d do it this morning, but I’ve had such a hard time getting out the door in the morning and traffic has been horrible. We can do it tonight. This time I’ll make it Lion’s responsibility to remind me. By bedtime he needs to be caged.

lion with a freshly peeled piece of ginger up his ass
Here’s Lion with a freshly-peeled piece of ginger shoved where the sun don’t shine. That fresh ginger really burns his tailpipe.
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Lion is not broken. I knew he wasn’t. I just figured he’d say that if I couldn’t get him to the edge last night. Luckily this was not an issue. It might have taken a tiny bit longer to get him there but he said I left him “in a state”. Thank you. Thank you very much. Job well done!

I toyed with the idea of locking him back up. Another way Lion and I are different is that we like the house a different temperature. He had the air conditioning on for me and that forced him to be under the comforter. I forgot to tell him I wanted the ring back on so when I went to put his eye drops in, he was hunkered down. Tonight I’ll tell him to put the ring on so I can cage him before he becomes Nanook of the North.

Unless he does something between now and tonight, Lion is punishment-free for the first time in days. He remembered punishment day today so he’s off the hook for that. I told him there’s still plenty of time to get in trouble. He might spill something on his shirt and there’s ample time to interrupt or annoy me. I’m not trying to jinx him. Honest! [Lion — Ha!]

Some weeks back, we bought ginger. I keep forgetting it’s in the fridge. Perhaps I can warm Lion up with that. Maybe he won’t need to be under the covers if his ass is on fire. I’m just trying to help. If he was too warm, I could make an ice dildo I saw somewhere. I know that would cool him off in a hurry.

The last time I tried to use clothespins on him, he wasn’t amused. I don’t think we were successful at all that night. He might have started out with an erection, but it didn’t last long once the clothespins were on. Despite his contention that he didn’t want to “just” be edged, it seems like playing in the BDSM sense may not do it for him anymore. Is it possible he’s moving away from it? I’ll try the ginger tonight and see what happens. I’m not ready to abandon it just yet. Maybe he just wasn’t in the mood those few nights.

hairless arm pits and nipples
Here I am, freshly waxed. I don’t think my hairless pits and nipples look effeminate.

While I think I will always be concerned about people discovering that I wear a male chastity device, I’m no longer self-conscious about shedding my body hair. Apparently, the world has become much more tolerant of male body grooming. There are quite a few products aimed at helping guys remove hair.

I have an obvious interest in the subject since I have been removing body hair for many years. If you’re wondering what this has to do with enforced male chastity, let me explain. Male chastity represents a significant deviation from the stereotypical view of the male. We are supposed to be sexually aggressive and in control of sexual situations. While we are expected to be considerate and obtain permission to mount a female, we are to be the initiators. Women have the absolute right to say no, but they aren’t expected to initiate sexual activity.

Obviously, if a woman locks her partner’s penis in a chastity device and keeps the key, she has the exclusive right to initiate or withhold sex. This is not the norm, but the practice is clearly gaining popularity. Even without the hardware, it appears that initiating sex has become more democratic. While it may not be encouraged, female initiation is certainly acceptable.

In the 70s and 80s, this wasn’t the case. Traditional, male-dominant mating behavior was the overwhelming practice. Also, men didn’t remove or trim body hair. Sure, there were exceptions, me being one of them, but modified body hair was rare enough to draw disapproving stares when encountered.

There was a general sense that male grooming, particularly removal of body hair was effeminate. After all, women removed body hair to make themselves more appealing to men. Since women were expected to accept men au naturel, any mail attempt at grooming couldn’t be intended to appeal to women.

As women’s liberation extended to more and more people, I think that women began to feel free to express preferences regarding male grooming. For the record, the first woman I bottomed to, tied me down and shaved my pubic hair telling me she really didn’t like hairy men. She also shaved my underarms. I found that scandalous.

She didn’t attempt to rationalize her actions. Later, much later, she said that men didn’t like women with hairy pits and pubes, why shouldn’t women have a similar preference? Mrs. Lion has made it clear that she has no preference in terms of my personal grooming. I’ve learned to prefer myself hair free. In fairness to her, she is neutral on the subject of me wearing a chastity device. That doesn’t mean she has no strong feelings about me and sex. Just that she doesn’t care whether I use a mechanical device to prevent masturbation or just use willpower to prevent it. She understands I find wearing a chastity device exciting and is happy to indulge my kink.

That doesn’t mean she doesn’t care. Since I’ve expressed my desire to be locked in a chastity device, she will enforce my choice. From the very start she made it clear that if I say I want to be locked up, I will be locked up and I don’t get to change my mind.

Due to the recent health issues I’ve had, I’ve been allowed to be wild. Mrs. Lion has not required me to wear my device. We haven’t had that “talk” yet where she will resume the hard line requiring 24/7 device wearing. I have the feeling that the time has come for that.

I do enjoy times when I’m allowed to be wild. During those times I can have erections. Obviously, when locked up, erections are impossible. On Saturday night Mrs. Lion unlocked me and attempted to edge me. I had no luck getting particularly excited. I don’t understand why this happened. I wonder if it’s tied to the stricter chastity device regime. Since she is showing no sign of leaving my device off, we’ll see if my ability to get to the edge returns even though I’m caged.

Meanwhile, she’s removed all of my body hair, other than my arms. She waxes me. There is a very nice side effect to being waxed. The hair grows back is finer and sparser. Even though it’s been several months since she’s waxed my chest and legs, they don’t look nearly as hairy as they did before she began waxing me.

Waxing is difficult for her. I really appreciate her efforts to keep me bare. I’ve grown to really enjoy the hairless look. I don’t think I can be mistaken for a female just because my body hair is gone. Thankfully, in 2019 most guys wouldn’t be overly disturbed in the presence of a hairless lion. I imagine that most women rather like the look.

Male submission, on the other hand, is not widely considered acceptable. Apparently social norms change more slowly than fashion. Even well established dominant women are careful about being too overt in front of the general public. Both within and outside of the BDSM community, female-dominant behavior is considered kinky.

There have been some inroads. It’s no longer considered strange if a woman picks up the check in a restaurant. 20 years ago such behavior would have drawn unfavorable attention. Popular women’s magazines feature articles on female-dominant activities like pegging and spanking. Yes, they are discussed in terms of being bedroom games, but that doesn’t matter. The general public is being educated on how to do very dominant things to men.

I’ve often referred to the fact that study after study reveals that more than 80% of both men and women fantasize about spanking and being spanked. Articles about spanking appear regularly in mainstream magazines. Look at how popular “50 Shades of Gray” has been. That story featured a male-dominant theme. However, it treated sensation play and BDSM in general as something central to the theme. The public ate it up.

It’s not surprising that those of us who practice male chastity often adopt other power-related activities. Female sexual dominance has definitely entered the mainstream. Wearing a chastity device may be a fringe, kinky practice. But spanking, pegging, and taking the sexual initiative is definitely a mainstream female practice. We live in marvelous times!

candy cane dildo
Tasty anal decoration. This 1″ diameter glass candy cane should look festive in Lion’s bottom.

Between carrying wood in for the fire on our last day of no power, and giving Lion an orgasm, my wanking arm got sore. I’m sure it’s from carrying the wood in and not from Lion’s wood. (See what I did there? Huh? Huh?) It takes a day or two for my body to decide it wants to respond with pain, so sometimes I can’t figure out why I’m hurting. It’s my bicep on the proximal end so my shoulder is having sympathy pains as well. Yesterday I did a little too much. Today I’m trying very hard not to move it.

Poor Lion. That means no wanking for tonight. I can, however, do other things. A few weeks ago we got a set of three butt plugs in various sizes. They have a heart-shaped gem on the end. The smallest one is useless but the others look usable. Perhaps I’ll try one tonight. And I won’t promise to keep my hands completely to myself. I’m sure my sore arm will wander down to my weenie while we snuggle. There just won’t be any vigorous tugging.

heart butt plugs.
These are Lion’s Valentines buttplugs. I think we’ll start using them tonight.

It’s been a while since I’ve shoved anything up Lion’s ass. We never even used the candy cane dildo he got around Christmas. It’s on the counter in the bathroom, as is the NJoy butt plug. They are reminders that I could shove something up there, but I haven’t.

I think part of the reason is that at one point I talked about wanting to fist him. We were on our way to training his ass to take bigger and bigger dildos and plugs. I don’t remember why we stopped but we did. Now I don’t really care if I can fist him. Lion wants to continue the training, but I don’t know if it’s because I had the goal of fisting him or if he just really wants to be trained. [Lion — I just want to be trained]

lion with dildo up his ass
Lion in an anal training session. Maybe we should start these again.

I look at the butt plugs as just another form of play. They work when I’m tired. They work when I’m sore. It’s a way to play with Lion without playing with Lion. It’s a sort of autopilot. Put it in. Wait. Take it out. Lion feels my power. Who else would shove a plug up his ass? He’s reminded of it every time he moves. And then it’s gone.

We’ll need to discuss the virtues of butt plugs. Are they just another form of play or does he want to be trained? They are two very different concepts. I suppose if he wants to be trained, we can continue without taking away the butt plug as a form of play. I’ll just have to be very clear which it is when I shove it in.