Mrs. Lion is in research mode. She has been conducting a number of “experiments” that involve me. She wanted to try for daily orgasms to see if I could sustain that much activity after years of fairly infrequent opportunities. That experiment has been interrupted by issues that I’ve been having not related to sex at all. It’s frustrating for both of us.

I encourage Mrs. Lion to try new things even if the outcome is guaranteed to be unpleasant for me. Usually, she likes to stick to the tried and true. That’s why she spanks me for breaking rules. I can’t fault her for that. Virtually every disciplinary wife uses spanking as her go-to punishment. It seems to be universally effective in making a point to a husband in need of correction. It certainly does for me.

I’ve suggested alternatives or enhancements she might try. The only one she has adopted is zapping me with the training collar when we are out. It is pretty effective. It gets my attention and stops me in my tracks. I am careful to avoid trouble when I wear it.

When I think about the alternative punishments I suggest she might use, I realize that there is little reason to adopt any of them. If this were a D/S scene, I could argue that variety improves the fun. But it isn’t. The only reason to vary a punishment is to make it better fit the crime. Or, because she might want to experiment.

I think that Mrs. Lion doesn’t like to take the risk of doing something “wrong”. This is the main reason she hasn’t branched out. Of course, as we both learned with spanking, practice makes perfect. She is very good at spanking with a paddle or wooden spoon.

If I want to see how it feels to experience something new, like mouth soaping, then I should ask and then experience it in a non-disciplinary setting. I understand that discipline isn’t a menu of painful or humiliating consequences I get to choose from. Well, it could be if Mrs. Lion wants; but it isn’t right now. I don’t think I would care to make that kind of choice. It’s like digging my own grave.

Anyway, I’ve come to understand that BDSM type stuff is something I might love to hate. That’s not true of punishment. It can’t be. So, while I am always available for Mrs. Lion’s experiments, if I want her to try something on me, I must ask for it in a play setting. Right now, I’m not ready to ask for anything that I won’t like.

We’ve been doing a lot of experimenting lately. Not all with sex, much to Lion’s disappointment. Earlier this week, our doctor told Lion he should cut out carbs. He told me the same thing weeks ago, too. Starting Tuesday, we tried to cut out as many carbs as possible. Last night, we had cheat night.

For months, we’ve both been falling asleep for no apparent reason. Weekends have been lost because we’ve had a hard time dragging our butts out of bed. True, we’ve both been sick off and on, but even when we’re not we keel over. Lion’s theory was that it was the carbs doing it to us. Once we started eating better, he managed to stay awake through Jeopardy and beyond. After last night’s cheating, he was snoozing away through a few television shows. Apparently his carb experiment came to a positive conclusion. Carbs equal snoozing.

Given the fact that he snoozed last night I assumed, apparently incorrectly, that he was too tired to play. We did snuggle for a bit, but that was all. Lion is working from home today and I only work half days on Friday so we’ll find a way to rectify the situation. I don’t know if we’ll play earlier but there shouldn’t be any issues with falling asleep. As long as we stay away from carbs, that is.

I think I might actually compare the new butt plugs we got to the nJoy to see what the real size difference is. They’re certainly squishier than the nJoy, which is made of metal. I don’t know what the new ones are made of. It seems to be silicone covering foam. I don’t know if I’ll do anything with this knowledge this weekend. I’m just trying to get back in the swing of things. It’s been a long time since we did any sort of real play. Enforced chastity and domestic discipline aren’t the only games in town.

 

lion gravy
Applying lion gravy. It’s very hot and spicy.

I’m  curious about hot stuff. You know, things like Icy Hot, Ben Gay, and other menthol and capsicum products that make me burn miserably when Mrs. Lion applies them to my nether regions.

I had the bright idea that I could make custom heat, designed to be perfect for torturing me. This isn’t as crazy as it sounds. The commercial products are really not meant for the way she uses it. So I logged into Amazon and got going.

First, you need the heat. I found pure capsicum oil. This stuff is liquid fire! Handle it with extreme care. Seriously! A tiny bit left on your finger can burn any part of your body you touch. Wear nitrile gloves at all time when handling it. Also, it is an oil, so it doesn’t just wash off. You need to use soap and lots of water if any gets on your hands.

Next, you need an oil so you can dilute the capsicum. I chose coconut oil. Mrs. Lion and I found a liquid version for the purpose. Finally, you need containers to hold the end product. I found some nice, blue, two-ounce dropper bottles. Since the bottles come in sets of two, I decided to make two strengths of heat.

Before getting to the chemistry lesson, it may be helpful to explain why I embarked on this seemingly-masochistic project. One of the lowest energy ways to torture your male partner is to use safe-but-painful chemical agents on his penis and balls. Most of the over-the-counter muscle ache preparations are blends of various creams with the active ingredient being menthol. The maximum legal amount of menthol (in the US) allowed in these products is 5%. The cream base for most of these is washable.

Any 5% menthol product, when applied to balls, penis, perineum, or anus will provide about fifteen minutes of intense burning sensation. If too intense, washing with soap and water will reduce or eliminate the pain. There are a couple of products that add capsicum to the mix. These products are a nuclear solution. Most are incredibly painful and the pain lasts for much longer. Unlike the menthol products, washing will usually have no effect on the sensation.

These products shouldn’t cause permanent damage. Of course, like any products applied to the skin, a “patch test” should precede wider application. A small amount rubbed into a little square on the balls is the way we do the testing. Most of these products take anywhere from five to fifteen minutes to produce the desired results. Wait at least a half hour to make sure there isn’t any allergic reaction. Hating the burn doesn’t count as an allergic reaction. That’s what the stuff is for.

Capsicum can cause injury if it is improperly used. Anything you do with this stuff is at your own risk. I am not advising you to try this.

hot stuff kit
Lion Hot Sauce These are the needed supplies to make custom hot sauce.

Now back to the lab. Capsicum, full strength, is dangerous to apply to any sensitive skin. It must be diluted before use. I wore nitrile gloves (latex is dissolved by oils). I filled the 2-ounce blue bottles almost to the top with coconut oil. Then, I used the dropper that comes with each bottle to put three drops in the “Hot” bottle. I held my finger over the bottle (don’t put the dropper back just yet. It has capsicum sticking to it), and shook it to mix in the capsicum. I then found a finger on a glove that wasn’t wet with capsicum and rubbed a very small amount into a little patch on my balls. Then I waited.

Capsicum takes at least fifteen minutes to begin working. Eventually, I felt the warming. I waited another half hour. The spot was very warm, but not really burning. So, I added two more drops of capsicum to the bottle. That made it five, in total. I repeated the patch test on another spot on my balls. Fifteen minutes later it was starting to burn. It wasn’t horrible. It shouldn’t be. After all, I only used a tiny amount. It was clear to me that if Mrs. Lion put some on a larger area, I would be wishing I never had this idea. I carefully washed out the dropper, returned it to the bottle, labelled it and declared success.

Since I have two bottles, I figured that I might as well give Mrs. Lion a stronger solution. I put seven drops of capsicum in the second bottle of coconut oil. I repeated the patch test with this version. Fifteen minutes later, it was burning! I was very glad I only added two more drops of capsicum. My balls were still painfully burning an hour later.

Please note that we are talking about 5 or 7 drops of capsicum to two ounces of coconut oil. This is powerful stuff. The coconut oil is easily absorbed by the skin. If anything, it magnifies the effects of the capsicum. Bathing does not usually relieve the burning. The only antidote I have ever heard about for capsicum is milk. I’ve never tried it.

People have different levels of sensitivity to this stuff. That’s why patch tests are essential. Another critical factor is level of arousal. When Mrs. Lion has me extremely aroused by edging me over and over, the burning feels very mild. As soon as the arousal starts to decline when she stops playing with me, the burn comes back full force. It can bring a guy to tears.

Using this stuff requires experimentation. Mrs. Lion usually starts by painting a narrow “racing stripe” from the base of the penis all the way down to my anus. She uses very little of the material. Then she waits. If my response isn’t as intense as she intended, the racing stripe gets wider with a more liberal application. After each application, she rubs the stuff into my skin. When she did her “racing stripe” with a strong menthol rub, you could actually see a red stripe from the penis all the way into my ass. The burn felt like it covered a much wider area than the actual application area.

Capsicum is very different from menthol. It is sneaky. The burn grows very slowly. There is no sensation for a while; quite a while. Then it gets going. The intensity builds up slowly over several minutes. When it reaches its maximum, it just keeps burning for a long time. The effect fades slowly. I felt the extra-strength lion liniment for more than an hour after application.

It’s a good idea for the top to wear a nitrile glove while applying. You only want this stuff where you aim it. Accidentally rubbing your face will result in a very unpleasant surprise.

 

 

 

Linnex
A British product that may prove to be my undoing.

I admit it. I’m dangerously curious. When I hear about something related to sensation play, I want to experience it. This often leads to my downfall. Case in point: the training collar. I heard about using one to zap someone when a correction was needed. The idea aroused me, pervert that I am. So, I didn’t rest until I had one.

Mrs. Lion is a very agreeable soul. She is happy to try any harebrained idea that I suggest. That, as you may recall, is how I ended up locked in a chastity device for the last three years. Most of my ideas get tested and then put aside. This explains our enormous paddle collection. I just can’t help myself.

Some of these discoveries, usually the ones I find particularly onerous, end up a part of our regular activities. Icy Hot and other menthol rubs applied to my balls and perineum is a prime example of something I truly regret suggesting. Mrs. Lion is quite fond of painting a broad “racing stripe” of the stuff from the base of the penis, down the seam of the scrotum, all the way to my anus. Ouch!

In that same vein, I read about Linnex. This is a capsicum, menthol, camphor compound in a wax base. Rubbing just a little from the handy applicator is supposed to be far more intense and long lasting than the other nasty products that have been applied to my nether region.

This product is very difficult to find. Amazon lists it but only offers an email if they ever get it back in stock. I should have left well enough alone and abandoned the search. But no, this big cat is way too curious for that. I finally found a UK site that took my order and money via PayPal. Of course they were closed when I placed the order on Christmas Eve. Maybe if they refuse my order, I have another reprieve. But you know me. I won’t drop it until I give some to Mrs. Lion.

This is absolutely a classic example of curiosity killing the big cat. Of all the nasty things that Mrs. Lion has at her disposal, menthol products to my most sensitive area ranks close to the top of things she can do that I truly hate and fear. If you wonder what tops the list, it’s doll house clothespins applied around the head of the penis. Those little devils are diabolical. The springs are very strong and the force is applied to a tiny area. Regrettably, these infernal toys do no lasting damage. They just hurt like hell. Guess who found those and bought some for Mrs. Lion? Yup. Me.

I am the author of my own undoing. You might think it’s because I want pain. No, that’s not it. When I hear about something new, I just want to experience it. You know the old saying: Act in haste; repent at leisure. Well, for me it’s buy a toy in haste; suffer forever.