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my hairless lion
Here he is, Lion after waxing. Last time I didn’t do all of his legs. This time the only hair he will have left is on his head and arms.

As it turns out, I don’t have to be the penis whisperer. My hand works just fine. My penis seems to be working just fine as well. Of course, we received the latest incarnation of the Cherry Keeper yesterday so that could have something to do with Lion’s excitement.

It still took a while, but I got him very close to the edge a number of times. I actually had to wait a little bit to put the cage on because he kept getting aroused when I touched him. He said I could always edge him again. Or, even better, I could have given him an orgasm. Nah. He hasn’t been waiting long enough. And why would I give him an orgasm when he’s finally unstuck? Nope. I need to take advantage of his horniness and torture him more.

As I was trying to jam the head of my weenie into the newest cage, Lion said he’s already contacted the designer to make changes. Then why use this one? I guess he wants to give feedback. Part of the re-re-re-re-design (there have been several) is to make the shelf opening larger. I don’t like the shelf at all. Well, I don’t like the redesigned shelf. I prefer the original cage all ways around. It seemed to center him nicely. But I don’t wear it. What do I know?

This weekend is a waxing weekend again. I suppose. (You have to read that last sentence with the exasperation my mother always had when I asked her for something she really didn’t want me to have but didn’t want to say no. It always came with a heavy sigh.) The truth is, waxing isn’t all that bad. It just takes a long time and it makes me sore all over. I suppose (there it is again) I’ll wax the whole Lion this time. Front on Saturday and back on Sunday. Or the other way around. It all depends on when we do our errands. The point is, he’ll be 95% hairless where he wants to be hairless. I always miss a few hairs.

[Lion — Mrs. Lion always puts herself down. In a short time she’s become an excellent aesthetician (waxer). She’s also an amazingly good cock tease. She seems to have worked out my arousal cycle again. She got me right to the edge more than once last night.]

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In: BDSM, Body Hair Removal, Lion's Journal, Sex

It’s nice that the weekend is here again. Mrs. Lion and I can be together all the time.  I’ve been wild all week so there is no device to take off for the weekend. I wonder if the Jail Bird will be going back on Sunday night. There’s no physical reason it can’t. Of course, when I wear it it’s extra work for Mrs. Lion to remove when she wants to snuggle and play.

I’ve written a lot about the declining usefulness of my chastity device. At this point, its only sexual value is that it prevents any spontaneous erections. The very short 1-inch-long cage suppresses even the smallest expression of arousal. I like that. Well, I like it in the same sense that I like spanking. It’s exciting to think about that level of control but it isn’t so much fun when I really, truly want to get hard.

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We’re still not entirely back on track. With all the extra things she has to do, Mrs. Lion has a lower-than-usual energy level. Also, it’s always been a challenge to get started. Maybe the Box O’Fun needs to come out again. This is one of those good-news-bad-news activities for me. A majority of the activities I can draw from the box are painful. They are supposed to be.

Mrs. Lion wrote in her post yesterday, that some of the things she does for me can be chores. One activity that we’ve just started: bathing me, seems to be something she likes almost as much as I do. After dinner tonight I get the first of my weekend showers where she spends extra time making sure her weenie is nice and clean.

She isn’t as fond of waxing me. I’ve offered to go to a professional and save her the trouble. She said that even though it’s a chore removing my hair, she still wants to do it. In fairness to her, she’s neutral about whether or not I have body hair. From the day she met me, I had no pubic hair. Even if I wanted to grow it back, only a little patch here and there would show up. Almost all of it is permanently gone.

I’ve enjoyed losing my chest, shoulder, back and leg hair. I think they look better that way. For one thing, my hairless pubes don’t look so starkly different from the rest of me. In any case, I like being hairless. It’s neater and cleaner. If it becomes too much trouble for Mrs. Lion to continue, I think I can find a commercial studio that can get rid of the hair for me. Since I only need waxing every four or five weeks it’s not too bad.

What time we do things seems to impact my enjoyment of the activities. The later it gets, the less likely I am to get aroused and get to the edge. I think I’m getting tired earlier because a lot of things are still more difficult for me to do. I would like to try afternoon play during the weekend. We used to do that. Mrs. Lion would tell me to go down to our dungeon and she would strap me into the sling. She would then do anal play some CBT, followed by lots of teasing and a possible orgasm. I really loved that.

During the week, it’s difficult for her to do anything sexual before dinner. She comes home from work tired and wound up from the frustrations of the day. She needs time to decompress and relax. I wonder if starting our activity before 9 PM is possible. I guess the early bird gets my worm.

We have a long history of successfully adapting to changes and new situations. We talk and write about how we feel and through trial and error find solutions that work for both of us. I have no doubt that we will adapt now.

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At last! I finally got over the top and ejaculated. Mrs. Lion had to work very hard to get me there. Last night, she gave me oral sex and I found myself climbing closer and closer to the peak. Unlike every prior night, I made it all the way over the top. She kindly allowed this to happen. After 13 days it felt very good to finally have an orgasm.

It really wasn’t the wait that bothered me. Yes, 13 days is a long time for us, but it isn’t terrible. The real issue was the fact that no matter how hard she tried he couldn’t get me excited enough to ejaculate. I truly felt broken. I have no idea why this became such a difficult thing for me.

The orgasm itself wasn’t one of the best I’ve ever had. It was a little uncomfortable when it started almost stinging a bit. However, that sensation disappeared and ecstasy replaced it. I wish I could understand exactly why my body is doing this.

Yesterday, Mrs. Lion continued waxing me. I went downstairs to our dungeon/gym/waxing studio. It was the first time I went to the basement since surgery in mid-March. I was a little wobbly getting down the stairs, and a lot more wobbly going back up. But I made it. Mrs. Lion made a point of keeping me aroused during much of the waxing. She discovered that under the bright lights in our studio, a lot of pubic hair was missed when she waxed me in our bedroom last week. She redid that, did my butt and my inner thighs. Today she plans to continue the process and will probably wax either my legs or chest.

Could it be that the physical attention from the waxing helped excite me enough to ejaculate? It’s hard to deny that I enjoyed the attention. Mrs. Lion also gave me my blow job earlier in the evening than she usually does. That was helpful for me. As the evening wears on I tend to not off in front of the TV. While it’s kind of fun to watch, I don’t find the shows all that gripping.

It’s kind of funny to consider that waxing my body is a sort of foreplay. Maybe it is. I definitely like the way I look and feel now. I also feel much more relaxed since I’ve finally been able to get over the hill and have an orgasm. Thank you Mrs. Lion!

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In: Body Hair Removal, Lion's Journal
hairless lion
All the body hair is gone up to mid-thigh. I never considered my legs hairy until I saw this contrast.
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I had some fun this weekend. Sunday night, I got a nice long oral teasing session. Yes, it left me massively frustrated, but it was a lot of fun and felt very good. Mrs. Lion finished her hair removal chores leaving me nearly completely hairless. This time, she left all the hair from mid thigh to the bottom of my legs. Everything else came off. It looks a little odd to me seeing my legs half hairy and half bare skin. When I look at the picture on this page, I feel considerably more naked than I did when I had fur.

Maybe it’s because I’m so exposed this way. Even though it’s not new for me to be hairless, after this past weekend for some reason I feel particularly naked. When I see my bellybutton hairless it looks different to me than before we began removing so much of my body hair. It could be that only I’m struck by this look. Maybe you have to be inside the hairless skin to appreciate it the way I do.

This is an example of something that may be ordinary, even trivial, to the outside world, but to me it feels profound. I truly don’t understand why loss of my body hair makes me feel so vulnerable and exposed. It’s not like I was hairy before Mrs. Lion waxed me. Yes, I had some hair everywhere, but not so much anyone would consider me furry. Still, the complete absence of fur makes things very different. One reason I decided to publish this photo is that looking at it affects me so strongly.

I expect that most of us have things like this that affect us way out of proportion to the way others perceive them. Some we hold very private. For example, a lot of our male readers are profoundly affected by their practice of enforced chastity. Of course, they don’t want to share it with the world at large. It would be embarrassing and out of place to discuss. I’m not anxious for strangers to see my denuded body. Yet, there have been occasions when strangers could see me this way.

Oddly, I wasn’t affected when I went for surgery to remove a kidney stone. Nurses and doctors all saw that my hair had been removed. I didn’t give it a second thought. It could be that I was more worried about the kidney stone than any possible embarrassment caused by being different. I don’t think that was it. In that setting, at least, I felt comfortable that no one would be judging me.

On the other hand, when I went to shower at our local community center, I was concerned and embarrassed about being seen by other guys in the locker room. Logically it makes no sense. These are people I would be very unlikely to run into again. I imagine that my concern goes back to my school days. I was insecure about being naked in the showers there. It wasn’t that I was different from the other kids. I just felt vulnerable and subject to possible teasing.

Could it be I worried that the guys in the community center locker room would taunt me? I know that wouldn’t happen; well, I’d like to think it wouldn’t. Comments are much more likely in a friendly setting. Let’s say, we went to a play party. Chances are very good that women at the party would notice and comment (hopefully favorably) on my lack of body hair. I would be embarrassed, but in a nice, sexy way.

It isn’t logical that I would have any particular reaction, especially embarrassment. After all, I asked Mrs. Lion to remove the hair. It’s all my idea. I like the way it looks and feels. Yet, I still worry that if discovered people will tease me. That makes no sense at all logically.

Since Mrs. Lion left hair from mid thigh down, if I wear shorts no one will know just how bald I am everywhere else. Wasn’t that nice of her?