Lion is definitely not broken. I wasn’t going to edge him last night, but the second I touched him he jumped to attention. He’s a horny boy. He was very close to whimpering last night. The poor boy. I’m so mean to him sometimes.

We were talking yesterday about his bonus orgasm. My original plan was to wait until he actually started his new job. The problem is, that’s the date of his next scheduled orgasm. What kind of a bonus is that? So then my idea was to wait until he got used to the idea of having a job. If last night is any indication, he’s already used to the idea. But he wasn’t going to get one last night since tonight is his night.

Lion now has an embarrassment of riches. He’ll get three orgasms in the next two weeks. It’s not really an extreme amount considering his average of an orgasm every ten days or so. He has his two scheduled orgasms. The only thing he knows about the bonus is that it will happen sometime between tonight and the 21st. Should I let him decide? I don’t think so. If he wants to decide when his orgasm will be he has coupons for that. He’s reluctant to use them. So it’s up to me.

I know Lion will have fun in the next few weeks. I will too. I love giving him orgasms almost as much as he loves getting them. It’s fun for me to edge him and torture him before finally putting him out of his misery. I also love the silly smile on his face afterwards. And he’s usually out of breath and wiped out. But the best part, to me, is the cream filling. He hates to eat it, but I love it. That’s my bonus.

So in the next few weeks we’ll both be lucky. Lots of play. Lots of Lion cum. Win-win-win.

In her post yesterday, Mrs. Lion speculated that there must be times I am sorry for what I wished for. She imagines that when I am being teased and extremely close to orgasm that I regret not being able to seal the deal. I’m not sure that I do. The feelings are much more complex than that. For example, when I am allowed an orgasm, I am very happy that Mrs. Lion let me come. It feels wonderful. When she teases me and I know that it isn’t my time, my body wants those few extra strokes that will take me over the top, but my mind doesn’t. On Thursday night when Mrs. Lion held on while I bucked, I stopped myself when I hit the edge. I didn’t want to come then. I have to admit that when I did that, I was confused by my stopping. It took me over a day to finally realize that I had to stop myself. It wasn’t the time Mrs. Lion set. It’s one thing when she goes a bit too far and I have a ruined orgasm, but something completely different when I was in control and could come if I kept bucking. It’s true that she didn’t tell me not to come, but she did say that it wasn’t my day. I would have preferred her saying that I was not to let myself come.

We’ve discussed the idea that I should be able to stop myself from coming even if she continues stimulating me. Well, I discussed it. She was never a fan of that concept. She’s right. I don’t think I could do it and if I managed to learn, the control would pass from her to me. It makes sense that if she lets me buck and there is the possibility that I might get myself off, that she tell me her intention. Of course, she could tell me that if I keep bucking I can go all the way. She still has the option of letting go when I hit the edge. That would be an interesting variation on edging sessions.

She also talked about punishment and maintenance spankings. She is absolutely correct that I hate them. In another way, when she forgets, I do feel unhappy that she did. It is about the power exchange. It’s also about the spankings being a sign of her love. She does the spanking and the teasing because she knows it contributes to my happiness. Yes, I am aware that there is a contradiction here. It’s the same one that applies to edging: I really want that orgasm but getting it too soon can detract from my sense of Mrs. Lion’s control. She’s right that it isn’t the length of my wait that gives me the sense of her control. It is the fact that I know my pleasure is her decision and hers alone. The same is true with discipline. When I understand that discipline is inescapable and will be as severe as she wishes, I feel that thrill of her control. As she learned on Monday, there are times I just want it to stop; but I need it not to stop until she is done. Will I ever be able to stay in place regardless of how much it hurts? I don’t know. Of course, while it is extra work, she has the means to keep me face down until she is done. While I am not sure it’s true, I suspect that living through tied-down very painful spankings is training to hold still without the bondage.

By definition, there will always be times I am unhappy with the result of our power exchange. It’s when Mrs. Lion says I am being a toddler. Of course after waiting many days I want to come. Naturally, I hate feeling my bottom burning like fire. I am sure I will be very unhappy when I am spanked so much that sitting becomes painful. But as anyone who has been a bottom knows, the painful aftereffect of a spanking like that feels good because it is tangible evidence of a successful power exchange. I guess feeling the frustration of wanting to come but being stopped just before getting to the promised land is also graphic proof that I am not in control. There are times I am sorry I wished for all this, but they don’t last long.

As Mrs. Lion mentioned, I drove to the campground yesterday. It was a pretty easy 150 miles. We only crossed two mountain passes. We made our obligatory homage at Walmart and picked up some needed groceries and sundries. Since my orgasm three days ago, Mrs. Lion hasn’t felt well enough to play. Friday night she made a little attempt but I wasn’t feeling very interested in sex. The problem is that if I don’t get consistent stimulation, my interest fades into the background. I can be brought back, but it takes more work.

In my case, at least, the interest will resurface eventually on its own. It can take anywhere from a few days to a week. This is a function of age. Most men over forty react in a similar way. When stimulation is present; porn, visuals, or direct touching, the horny returns. Since porn usually has no effect on me and I have no opportunities for stimulation unless it is provided by Mrs. Lion, my libido sinks into the sunset until either Mrs. Lion or my internal sexual clock gets me started again. This makes waiting for my next orgasm easier. Then why am I disappointed when Mrs. Lion doesn’t stimulate me for several days?

The reason is that I like the game. I find it fun when I ache for release and get edged over and over. Mrs. Lion knows that, and for two nights she was under the weather. On the third, Friday, my interest was low and she was ready to do something. She has said that she won’t force me to play if I’m not horny. So, she and I snuggled in an asexual way. I know that she doesn’t play with me out of respect for my feelings. But what seems like a good deed actually feeds into my interest dropping further the next day.

I’ve been thinking about this. Clearly it would be totally unfair to ask Mrs. Lion to stimulate me when she is feeling badly. It would make me feel guilty if she tried. So, if like this week, I am not stimulated for two nights and on the third report being not horny, should Mrs. Lion disregard my status? I don’t think so. If the game is to make my waits as difficult as possible, then my hormones need to flow at full force.

It isn’t that easy, of course. When I am not feeling horny, Mrs. Lion has to work very hard to get a rise out of me. I know she doesn’t get discouraged and quits. I think she quits because I am not still not interested. While enforced chastity may be something she wants to do because of its effects on our marriage, the stimulation is to make me happy. If I don’t appear to be having fun when she plays with my penis, she stops.

The same thing happens with ruined orgasms. As soon as I crash after the ruined orgasm, I get soft again. According to other people practicing orgasm control, if she continues stimulating my penis anyway, eventually I will get hard and can be edged or have another ruined orgasm. It may take some time, but I have been assured it will work.

I’m sure you can see where this is heading. The question we need to answer is: who controls whether or not I am horny? We already know Mrs. Lion owns erections and orgasms. But does she also own my general state of arousal? I would like her to possess that too. She has to decide if she wants the added work.

OK, what is a lioness to do if I stubbornly refuse to get hard? The answer is to do the same thing she does when I need a spanking: tell me to suck it up buttercup and go about her business. Currently, she has her hands and mouth to provide stimulation. She can add some electrical help with a vibrator if she wants. You know, live better electrically. Just as I can’t refuse a spanking, it seems reasonable that I shouldn’t be permitted to refuse an erection, edging, or ruined orgasm.

This all comes down to control. In my way of thinking, sexual control means ownership of all sex including how horny I am. If the lion weather report reports low levels of horny, then the lioness should seed the lion clouds to get his level up again. This takes time and energy. I don’t know how much, but I do know it will take some. It will almost certainly mean more stimulation at less convenient times, like before or just after dinner; or at lunchtime when we are together. I suspect that when stimulation occurs more regularly, these additional sessions won’t be required often, but at times like now they would go a long way. Mrs. Lion has to decide if she wants to make this additional physical and time investment. Maybe obtaining a vibrator can cut the time and energy she needs to invest to a minimum. But it still comes down to how she wants to spend her spare time.

The Lion weather report was very horny yesterday. Tuesday night was a less than successful edging session, so I knew I needed to make some changes for Wednesday. First of all, I waited too long to start the festivities on Tuesday. Lion was suffering with his allergies. It’s hard to get turned on when you are scratching. Then I forgot about maintenance spanking night (Lion had reminded me as required) until late so I administered the swats just before I started playing with him. His butt was on fire, he was itchy, and it was late. It was the trifecta of mood killers. Last night had to be different.

For starters, it wasn’t punishment night or maintenance spanking night, so there was no sore butt to contend with. While he was itchy, it wasn’t as bad as the night before. And I unlocked him before 9:30. So far, so good. Once wild, Mr. Weenie was very receptive to play. I edged Lion somewhere around seven times. I got him oh-so-close a few times. I thought maybe I went too far twice. Close, but no cigar. Poor Lion wanted to come so badly.

A reader asked if I edge Lion every night during his wait. I have been lately. Once Lion said it keeps his interest up, I’ve tried to play every night. We have missed a few nights when he’s not so horny or if we’re busy and the night gets away from us. I was thinking about it yesterday and decided that I will continue nightly edging for longer waits. If his wait is less than five days I may skip a day. He won’t lose interest on a shorter wait. For the longer waits I want to keep his longing front and center. I want to remind him how good it feels to come, if only I would just keep going. If he doesn’t happen to be so horny on any given night, I need to fix that. By the end of the night he should be very frustrated. Just one more stroke would cure him. Yes, the nightly edgings are useful for the longer waits.

This morning, Lion asked me if I’m considering adding days to his wait as punishment. I haven’t been considering it. I don’t like waiting any more than he does. Why would I make myself wait longer? The one time I added a day to his wait, it was more of a knee jerk reaction to whatever he had just done. I’d have to be pretty annoyed to add a day. I would probably only do it out of frustration. That may change, of course, but for now I don’t see myself doing it. I think spanking is effective. When I tell him to add something to the list he has to think about it. Any time I ask him what’s on the list, he has to tell me. When I am ready to punish him I ask him why I’m giving him swats. When I’m done and he feels the sting, he thinks about what he did to deserve the swats. These are reminders of his transgressions. I’m sure I could use the same method to remind him of why he isn’t having an orgasm on a given day, but we’ll stick with spanking for now.