BDSM (Page 32)

Mrs. Lion’s post yesterday forecast Icy Hot on my penis and or balls last night. True to her word, she fetched a tube of Icy Hot cream and Icy Hot roll-on. She mentioned that she might get some on her hand. I suggested she put on a rubber glove. She shook her head no. Then she picked up the roll-on and drew a stripe down the seam in the middle of my scrotum. She then drew one on each side of the first, covering almost the entire scrotum. Then, she painted my penis too.

Within a minute, my balls felt like they were on fire. The pain was incredible. Annoyingly, my cock stayed hard. I begged Mrs. Lion to let me wash it off.

She said that she thought it couldn’t be washed off. Through clenched teeth I reminded her that menthol can be mostly washed off. She agreed and let me do my best to get it off.

I ran to the bathroom, got a washcloth and tried to rinse it off. It wasn’t helping. I tried using soap. Eventually, the burn receded to a barely-bearable level and I returned to bed.

I asked Mrs. Lion if my balls were red. She said they were. I asked her to take a picture. You can see it on this post. That’s accurate color.

I’ve had Icy Hot on my balls before, but it never burned like this.When my eyes stopped watering, I read the labels on both the roll on and the cream. The cream was 6% menthol, the roll on 16%, almost 3 times stronger! No wonder!

Mrs. Lion said that she didn’t realize the roll on was stronger. We found out. My balls were bright enough to guide Santa’s sleigh! I.asked her that now she knows it’s so strong, will she use it again. She smiled and said,

“Of course.”

Sex hasn’t been on my mind much lately. I’m not sure if there is a reason for this or if it’s just biological. We’ve both been snoozing more than usual. Much of the weekend was spent in bed either napping or watching TV. With both of us naked, you’d think other things would cross our minds. Mrs. Lion had written that we would go down to the dungeon and use the sling. That didn’t happen. She said she would do it if I wanted, but I didn’t really feel like it.

There’s nothing wrong with this beyond making my posts less exciting. Sooner or later one of us will be sufficiently motivated to start playing again. I suspect Mrs. Lion may take the lion by the uh, you know, and start something modest in the bedroom. She’s an expert in jump starting me. Essentially, it will hurt until I like it. That approach is tried and true.

It probably depends on her energy level. She’s been sleeping a little better lately and judging by this weekend, she’s paid back a lot of her sleep deficit. Typically,  she emerges from her evening shower with a tub of “Boy Butter” in one hand and a butt plug in the other. That’s my signal to roll over. An hour or two with the plug in place is followed by some manual attention in front. This technique doesn’t always work the first time, but after a few days of this, my motor is running smoothly again.

I wonder at the success she has with this process. Of all the BDSM activities we do, anal penetration is my least favorite. Intellectually, I believe that I should be able to accept pegging with a large dildo. So far, I haven’t. Bondage and spanking (the play variety) are my favorites. Apparently, my preferences don’t govern how my penis will react. If that were the case, anal penetration would stop my motor cold. It doesn’t.

The concept of “liking” a BDSM activity appears to have nothing to do with enjoying it. Most are painful, or at the least, uncomfortable. I don’t get off from pain. But I do get turned on by accepting it. I suppose that’s why it’s called kink. There are no straight lines in sight.

Several days ago I wrote about cock and ball spanking. One of the blogs in our “Blogs We Read” list wrote about penis spanking. Wouldn’t you know, s(he) extolled the joys of spanking the shaft. S(he) claimed reading about this practice in a “domme” magazine. The word “domme” was invented after a contest to come of with a female noun for dominant (which happens to be an adjective) on the old alt.spanking newsgroup. I dislike it intensely.

Anyway, this post suggested beating the erect penis with a ruler. A hard penis is a little less easy to damage with spanking. But, the tissue that allows the penis to get hard can be seriously injured by beating it. The blogger then extolled the value of a strong liniment applied to the shaft. Somehow, applying this hot stuff caused tears and moans but the penis stayed hard.

I can’t comment on this sort of torture. Mrs. Lion restricts her application of hot stuff to my balls and below. When she feels merciful, she’ll play with my penis while my balls are burning. The arousal reduces my suffering. The more aroused I am, the more pain I can take. It’s a survival strategy. Once mating has started, nature wants us to complete the activity so we can reproduce. When Mrs. Lion stops playing with me, the pain becomes nearly unbearable. Hot stuff is a favorite activity when I’m strapped into my sling.

All real-life BDSM organizations offer extensive play safety training for their members. Generally, experienced sex educators offer workshops on topics like bondage, spanking, CBT, anal play, and lots more. Sadly, there isn’t an Internet equivalent. YouTube is pretty prudish about such videos. In any case, YouTube lets anyone put up a video, so you wouldn’t know if the so-called safety lesson is correct.

Irresponsible bloggers frequently offer vivid descriptions of dangerous play without any “don’t try this at home” warnings. I was safety director and dungeon master for a very large BDSM organization. We offered extensive hands-on training in play techniques. I’m very sensitive about safe play. I’m particularly put off by people who present fantasy as fact, particularly when what they write about is dangerous.

For the record, I’ve removed the offending blog from our list. Play hard AND play safe!