CBT (Page 48)

I’d forgotten that Lion ordered some new floggers from China. I mentioned I was searching for smaller floggers that I could control more easily. My pet took up the task and yesterday they arrived.

They are not very mean, but they are essentially what I was looking for. The smallest, which Lion said just came along with the set, is a perfect ball flogger. It’s a pocket flogger, although when Lion’s balls are available I usually don’t have any pockets on. It appears to be made of vinyl strips so it stings a lot. The next size up has suede tails. Its handle is fairly heavy and out of proportion to its size but it will be able to deliver a decent blow. The larger one has tails similar to the drawstring of a hooded sweatshirt. It feels a little more thuddy than the other two. It’s a nice addition to my arsenal.

None of these were meant as punishment devices. I do all Lion’s punishment swats with either the rosewood paddle or a wooden spoon. I was looking for a shorter flogger so I didn’t wind up wrapping around the side. I wanted to concentrate the swats in a specific area and the larger floggers weren’t working well for me. Not to say that I won’t use them ever. I just wanted alternatives. It’s similar to my reasoning for using a crop instead of a paddle when I want most of the blows to land in a tiny area on Lion’s butt. The added advantage to both a crop and a flogger is the whooshing sound they make before contact. I don’t know if Lion hears it, but it’s a very nice sound.

Obviously I had to try out the floggers last night. I didn’t do a long session. I just wanted to see if they did what they were supposed to do. Lion verified that they weren’t very mean and that the little one was, in fact, a nasty way to treat his balls and his cock for that matter. Eureka! While I may still need a heavier flogger to prove a point, these are a step in the right direction.

Lion is a very horny boy. Last night when I unlocked him he practically shot the cage off in his rush to get hard. I stroked him a few times and then got down to the business at hand, clothes pins. As I put them on I’d stop to stroke him. My pattern was a few clothes pins, edge him, a few clothes pins, edge him. Then I started removing them. And edging.

I got him very close each time. He really, really wanted an orgasm. When I was done I told him I was very sorry but there was nothing I could do. He said there was. I could keep going. I had been reminding him how many days he had left to wait. He said every time I tease him it makes it worse. Naturally I had to tease him again for that remark. And I wondered what he would trade me for an orgasm at that moment. He said I could have anything. His car. Anything.

So now I have a new idea. What can Lion trade for a bonus orgasm? It has to be something good. Not flowers. Not making dinner. Not doing the laundry. Something special. I suggested a night that I control the remote and what we watch. And he’d have to remain silent. No comments about hating a show. And we’d watch my “little did she know” shows, as he calls them. The true crime shows. That would really be torture for him. Poor boy.

Not that he wouldn’t do anything for me at any time, but now he is really at my mercy. As soon as the cage is removed he’s instantly hard. Getting him back in the cage is no easy task either. Any time I touch him he tries to get hard. Very difficult to wedge him back in there. The other day I said I might need to get an ice cube to shrink him.

He’s got four more days to wait. Unless we come up with a suitable trade in the meantime. Start thinking, Lion.

Whether you follow football or not, no doubt you’ve heard about the scandal involving the use of deflated balls and the various off color jokes surrounding it. I’d like to let you know that Lion’s balls are just fine. They are sitting there very proudly right under his cage. They may get a little sore later on during his orgasm depending on my mood. I whomped his butt the other night. I don’t want his balls to feel neglected.

I was toying with the idea of trading orgasm dates with Lion. His is currently set for today and mine is Sunday. For no other reason than to keep him on his toes. He’s said he doesn’t feel particularly horny and told me that if I had given him a bonus orgasm the other night it wouldn’t really have been the right time. I’m not sure how I’ll know when the optimal time is, but I’m thinking if I’m giving him an orgasm it better turn into the right time.

I do know what he’s saying. If it’s not the optimal time then he will not get as much enjoyment out of it as if we had waited. Here’s what I’m saying: When I want to give him an orgasm he should feel lucky to have it. That’s the wise and powerful Mrs. Lion talking. The I-want-to-make-Lion-happy Mrs. Lion wants to wait until he’s ready. The problem, of course, is that unless he tells me I won’t know and if we are waiting for a specific date then it won’t matter. He suggested the other day that I keep the date a secret from him. But even then it won’t matter. If it’s not your day, it’s not your day. I don’t care how ready you are. And vice versa.

I’ve decided I don’t want to train him not to come. It bothers me when I go too far and give him a ruined orgasm. There’s too much chance of that happening while he’s being trained. For now I’d just as soon stay away from that. That means if I ride him to get my own orgasm it’s entirely possible he will have his own orgasm. He will not get punished for that. If he decides he wants to try to hold off and does manage to then there will probably be some sort of reward. Since I just had this idea I don’t know what the reward might be, but I bet he’ll like it.

Lion was plugged and pulled last night. I told him he would be better off having a butt plug in last night than having me ram a dildo into his “virgin” ass today. I figured his butt needed a little warm up. He agreed. He had the plug in for about three hours. Not a record, but still a long time since it’s been a while. Mr. Weenie found himself all tied up in a rope. I lassoed his balls and then wrapped the rope around his cock, fashioning a homemade cage. The rope cage had him stretched out rather than crammed into the Jail Bird. And I had access to the head which I don’t with the cage.

He wasn’t in his rope cage for long anyway. I wanted to tease Mr. Weenie. I don’t know how many days I missed playing with him, but I figured he needed a good workout. I edged him five times. I stopped short of breaking him. Then I decided to suck him. I think I got him close two more times. I didn’t ask how horny he was before we started but I’m sure he was horny when we stopped. He wants to come very badly. And he will. But first he has to be pegged and spanked and edged a few more times. I need to make up for lost time.

I suppose Lion can learn right now that his next orgasm will be on our chastity anniversary. He probably figured that out already. I don’t usually let milestones go by without letting him come. Yesterday I decided that my next orgasm will be tomorrow, assuming I feel well enough. As usual, I care more about when his next orgasm is than my own. But we’ll shoot for tomorrow. Today is his day. And Mr. Weenie will have another workout today.