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Lion wasn’t too happy to see the spanking bench come out last night. I didn’t really think he would be. The only times I’ve seen him excited to get spanked was when we played. Those spankings would start very slow, usually with my hand, and ramp up to harder swats. He liked those spankings. Occasionally he’d wind up with a bruise, but he was able to handle the really hard swats because things built up so slowly. Now my first swats are what my hardest swats used to be. What a difference!

I started with the large-headed paddle. I didn’t hit hard, but it’s a thick paddle, so it generates force easily. When I build up, I’ll sneak a harder swat in now and then. I want him to know what’s coming. After the large paddle, I brought out the heart-shaped paddle made from the same wood. And then, I used the bloodwood ferrule and a rubber paddle.

I got a nice, overall red with some possible bruises and two dots of blood. I had the timer set for twelve minutes, but I was happy with my canvas, so I stopped it. Normally it tells me how much time is left, but it didn’t last night. I have no idea how long it took to achieve my masterpiece, but Lion “complained” about being sore. This morning he says it hurts to sit. Job well done!

After my shower last night, he announced he was ready for action whenever I was. Who said we were doing anything? I could just as easily make him wait. But I wanted to continue with the hand job experiment. (I also probably said I’d be teasing him.) He was hard and making some this-feels-good noises, but then he got soft. It wasn’t a quick thing. I have no idea how long it was, but I’d guess somewhere in the range of ten minutes. It was long enough for my arm to get tired and my fingers to start losing feeling. When we stopped, Lion announced that my hand was not as good as my mouth. I agree!

Tonight we’ll go back to oral sex. I assume he’ll get to the edge. He won’t have an orgasm if I can help it. I want to make him super horny.

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Today is punishment day. Lion hasn’t earned any punishment. However, I delayed Monday’s “just because” swats in return for adding two minutes to the timer. When I canceled Monday’s spanking altogether, I never said the two minutes were forgiven. Uh oh.

We’re both still exhausted, but we have to get back on track. We set up the “just because” swats so we could both stay in practice. I don’t even think it really needs to be a gung ho event. We just need to do it. I mean, I don’t necessarily have to bruise his butt. I don’t technically even have to do a full ten minutes. I think what’s important is that we do it. Just do it. Get back on the horse. (Wouldn’t being on a horse feel extra special ouchy after a good spanking?)

One thing we did was a good portion of a hand job. I made sure to get to Lion before I took a shower so he wouldn’t have time to snooze so we got started a little earlier than usual. When I’m snuggled in beside him, my hand is at a similar angle to his. I’m able to hit all the good spots just right. When I inevitably have to sit up, the angle changes. I won’t say it completely threw him off, but I have to consider that and adjust my grip.

We were going along great. Lion was getting harder and making encouraging noises. Then there were the unmistakable I’m-getting-into-something-I-shouldn’t-be-in noises from the dog under the bed. I ignored it for a bit. Then I decided it needed to be investigated. We don’t want her chewing through wires again. I went to find something to impede her progress. After I’d been messing around for a while, Lion asked if it was just an intermission or if I was done with him. I was frustrated trying to get things covered and/or cordoned off. He can’t help, so he was not in the way in the way, and I probably could have used some help, even if it was just to keep the damn puppy from biting me. I decided I was done with Lion. I know he wasn’t happy, but neither was I. I’d much rather be jerking him off than building a fortress.

After my shower, Lion made it clear that he was ready for round two. He said it multiple times. Hint, hint. I wasn’t up for it, though. And a little while later, he was snoozing anyway. We’ll try again tonight, after his spanking, of course.

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Apparently, I’ve forgotten how to jerk Lion off. Either that or he’s been putting up with the wrong way for a while and hasn’t said anything. He’s told me I don’t do much for him when I try to masturbate him under the covers. Duly noted. Last night wanted to use some lube on him to get him excited before sucking. He said he was still trying to process dinner and didn’t really want the lube anyway. I suppose I could have told him it was too bad and that 4.0 wanted to use lube, but I was still a little full from dinner myself, so I backed off. A few minutes later, he said we could snuggle and see what happens.

Not long after we started snuggling, Lion wiggled a little and laughed. I asked what he was laughing about, and he said he was giving me a hint. Okay. I knew what the hint meant, but I was a little confused since he said he was still processing dinner. Had he processed it in ten minutes? Oh well. I started to play with him. And then he started telling me things I was doing wrong: Straight up and down works better than to the side. (I had no idea I was doing it to the side.) It won’t work with your fingers there. Like this. And so on.

Finally, I sat up. I thought we were snuggling to see what happened. I had no idea we’d segued into the main event. And I thought the main event was oral anyway. So I got into a better position. There hasn’t been a good position for hand jobs in a while-which is why I changed to oral, but I got as close to good as possible. He was responding, so I thought I was doing well. Then the combination of leaning and reaching started getting to me. I tried to find a more comfortable way to sit. He said it takes a long time when I’m sucking him too. Then I wasn’t doing things right again. So I moved and must have gotten it right because he was responding again. And then he wasn’t. Then he was. Then he wasn’t. Then he said he thought he was losing it.

handjob technique

When we had gotten ourselves situated again and started watching TV, Lion said he thought he masturbated more slowly. I was going fast. I didn’t think I was. I thought I was going the same speed he was when he showed me a few minutes prior in our tutorial. I know sometimes I go too fast, and I slow down, but then I think I’m going too slow. When I suck him, I vary my speed. Eventually, I try to settle in around the speed he goes when he’s humping. That’s what I was trying to do, for the most part, when I was jerking him off.

The bottom line, I guess, is that I’m out of practice jerking him off. I haven’t really done it in a long time. There must be a better way to sit that doesn’t involve so much reaching and leaning. I’ll have to figure it out if he wants to be jerked off more.

[Lion — Maybe I’m getting too fussy in my old age. I realized that there was a chance that technique was what made handjobs stop working. Yes, I know. How hard can it be to jerk a man off? It can be very difficult. One reason many women use lube is that they can slide their hands all over the penis. When they do that, they have a great chance of hitting the magic spot. Dry handjobs depend on having a hand in just the right spot and moving most excitingly. We need to practice more. Also, I’m starting to think that the “right” spot moves during the handjob.]

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My sex life is both extremely interesting and more than a little routine. Back in December 2013, I wasn’t getting very much at all. Mrs. Lion wasn’t particularly interested in sex and she wasn’t happy about the fact that I am terrible at initiating. As a result, intercourse was incredibly rare, and about once a month she would give me either a handjob or oral sex. Pretty much most of the time it was a handjob. Neither of us was very happy about this.

I jerked off about twice a week. I might’ve done it more often, but I was always thinking that perhaps tonight might be the night I get attention from my lioness. At one point or another, I decided that I had to take matters into my own hands. It was never much fun for me. In December, I decided to ask her to lock me a chastity device. My reasoning was that if she locked me up, she might feel a sense of obligation to provide some sort of sexual release or at least teasing more than once a month.

We talked about it and the conversation was a little surprising. She said that she wasn’t very happy with the way our sex life was going and she was willing to lock me up. I had been reading about enforced male chastity on the web and had some ideas I presented to her. I suggested that she unlock me on a relatively regular basis and tease me. She could decide when she would allow me to ejaculate. We could have any kind of sex she wanted when I was unlocked. We agreed to have a contract. We also agreed that we would continue for at least six months. In the sixth month, we could decide whether to discontinue this or continue.

During that discussion, I told Mrs. Lion that I had been masturbating two or three times a week. She was very surprised. I think I was more surprised that she didn’t know. Of course, I didn’t do it in front of her, but I assumed she knew that if she wasn’t providing me with sexual release, I would do it myself. She told me she didn’t like the idea of me masturbating. Again I was surprised. I thought all women understood that men did this. I said so. She replied that she had no idea.

She said that since she was now in charge of sex for me, she didn’t want me to masturbate. I asked her if she meant never, as in my life? She replied that she did. I very reluctantly agreed. Then she really surprised me and said that she wanted me to masturbate one last time while she watched. I asked her why. She told me that she wanted to see how I did it so that she could better play with me.

the last jerk off

Without any assistance from her, I jerked off. That was that. She didn’t say anything about it. She just handed me some tissues to clean up.

December 2013 was the last time I got myself off. If you go back to the beginning of our blog, you can learn about what we did. The net result was that every day or so, I was unlocked and masturbated. I was usually edged and then locked up again. When I finally got to ejaculate, about 75% of the time Mrs. Lion just jerked me off. The other 25% of the time she gave me oral sex. Until quite recently she never stimulated me orally unless she expected me to ejaculate.

That means that almost every day for the last seven years I’ve been masturbated. Almost all of that time it hasn’t resulted in ejaculation. But the point is that the stimulation has been with Mrs. Lion’s hand. Twice in the last four years, she rode me and I got to come inside her. That was wonderful. The last time was March 2018. Mrs. Lion isn’t interested in sex for herself. I wish she was. I think life would be more interesting if I could do things for her.

Lots of blow jobs

Anyway, earlier this year Mrs. Lion found it was becoming more difficult to make me ejaculate with her hand. Even edging was becoming more of a chore. I think that my very regular diet of manual stimulation finally became just too routine. Even with exotic help like using coconut oil didn’t seem to quite do the trick. Beginning in February Mrs. Lion apparently decided that it was easier to use her mouth to give me orgasms. Since then, I’ve had 11 orgasms, nine of them in her mouth. My most recent orgasm was by her hand. It was an accident. She managed to edge me successfully with her hand a couple of times and on the third try went just a bit too far. Rather than make it a ruined orgasm, she continued with her hand and let me finish.

It always feels to me like she has to work way too hard to get me to the edge. Between orgasms, she stimulates me on average about every other day. Most of the time I don’t get near the edge. This could just be my sexual response slowing down or could be a reaction to the repetitiveness of our sex life.

I know I’m really lucky. Mrs. Lion is using the Box O’ Fun as a way of adding some variety. As she wrote in her post yesterday, Revamping The Box O’Fun, there were a lot of duplicate cards in the box. I kept drawing either doubles of recent activities or similar activities. There’s a good reason for this. A reasonably large percentage of what’s in there is for CBT using different kinds of clothespins. I like it when she uses them on me just as I like it when she masturbates me. But I guess it’s just too much of a good thing.

My reactions aren’t me being a brat. I really like what she does. I love it when she uses her hand on me. I just think that it could be that I need more variety. Calculated conservatively, she has either teased me or let me ejaculate by hand over 2000 times since we started enforced chastity. I’m a little surprised it took this long for my body to stop reacting strongly.

The fact is that I love being petted by her. She can pretty easily make me hard anytime she wants with her hand. She can do it even more easily with her mouth. I’m completely addicted to her. I never even think about jerking off. So while she’s used her hand on me a couple of thousand times, my score of using it on myself is zero. I think that’s good. I’m not suggesting she let me do it myself.

I just guess it’s time to try to find some other things we can do. I have no idea what that might be. I know my lioness is very creative. I guess I’ll just have to wait and find out.