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In: Advice to caged males, Chastity device fitting, Lion's Journal, Male Chastity
this is a picture of me in my jail bird. note the space at the bottom of the picture between the cage and the head of my penis. that space (circled and lighter) indicates the cage is too long. click the image for a full-sized, color version of this picture
This is a picture of me in my Jail Bird. Note the space at the bottom of the picture between the cage and the head of my penis. That space (circled and lighter) indicates the cage is too long. Click the image for a full-sized, color version of this picture

I spent endless time learning about measuring for a chastity cage. The one key thing I learned over the years was that the cage must fit correctly to be comfortable and properly serve its purpose. So, before ordering a Jail Bird, I measured and remeasured. My soft penis measured two inches. It did. Short, but if it made the cage fit correctly, I was fine. Well I got the cage and it felt great. I’ve been wearing it for more than five months with no irritation, unauthorized escape, erections, or orgasms. It fit and it worked. Not really. That whole time my urethra ended up pointing up or to one side. I could sort of adjust it, but if I tried peeing standing up, too often I would spray and cover my pants and the floor. I gave up and just sat down to pee.

I’ve hated that. I was never a fan of public restrooms. I hate sitting on public toilets. I’ve done it, but don’t love it. Last week I contacted Mature Metal, the maker of the Jail Bird. The response surprised me. They said that my cage was almost certainly too long. As you can see by the image to the right, there is room between the head of my penis and the end of the cage. Apparently it is this distance that allows the head to move and  take my urethra off center. So, I made arrangements to shorten the cage. It is boxed up and will mail out today (June 16, 2014). In a week or so, the correctly sized cage will arrive.

The problem for me is that my cock is even smaller than I thought. I know that my flaccid penis is no indicator of how big it is hard (6-inches), but still… Mrs. Lion measured the gap in the cage and got one-half inch as the result. After she unlocked me, I remeasured, this time being very careful not to press the end of the  ruler into my scrotum (Mature Metal wants the measurement along the bottom of the penis from the spot it joins the scrotum to the tip. It came out to 1 1/2-inches. That’s tiny! If you click the picture on the right you can see me in that cage larger and in color as well as me when erect.

I would like to think that my measurement error was an honest mistake. But maybe I pressed that ruler into my balls because it is just too much to consider my soft cock is only an inch and a half. Well it is. So, Mrs. Lion’s big ol’ lion sports a 1 1/2″ dick. Live and learn. The more I look at that image (right), the more obvious it is that I am not filling out the cage. I don’t think that I made it very clear in my measurement instructions, just how important it is that the cage “hug” the soft penis. Contact is needed on the sides and head in order for urination to be simple and for the cage to work most effectively.

Now I know. For the next week or so I will be in my Chinese off-the-shelf cage until my new, shorter Jail Bird arrives. Will you think less of me because my weenie is so small?

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In: Keyholder, Lion's Journal, Male Control (training), Mrs Lion Comments, Punishment, Sex
hidden key
I’ve hidden Lion’s key. I hope I can remember where I hid it (so does he)

Last night I took my favorite toy out of its cage and played with it. I was thinking I’d only stretch it a little. I wasn’t going to edge Lion. But he moaned and I figured I’d give him a little more attention. Just a little. So I edged him and when I was done I handed him the cock ring and told him to replace it when he was soft.

I know Lion doesn’t want to know where the key is. I don’t know if this is from a temptation standpoint or a power thing. Whatever it is, this morning I hid the key in a different place. Now it’s a crap shoot whether I can remember where I hid it. And will I remember to bring it for our weekend away?

No matter how comfortable he says he his in cage, I think he thinks about sex more often now than he did when he was wild. I think it makes him a little crazy not to be able to touch himself.  He won’t admit it, but I think he’s really missing his favorite toy so he may throw a temper tantrum or two. I guess it’s just another training opportunity.

I’m not sure how long I plan to deny Lion. It would be silly of me to post a date on here where he could see it even if I had one in mind. Sometimes he can sway me by moaning, whimpering, and otherwise being pathetic. Sometimes I just laugh at him.

We’re still playing it by ear.

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In: Lion's Journal, Male Chastity
wearever incontinence underpants
Wearever incontinence briefs are the most comfortable and cage-hiding underpants I have found. I have been wearing them for months.

One of the subjects I don’t see much about is living with forced chastity day by day. There is a lot of stuff about how sexual deprivation affects us, but at least in my case, there is a lot more to the story. For example, I am unable to pee standing up without a strong risk of spraying my pants or the next urinal. Try as I might to center my urethra, I still miss a fair amount of the time. So I need to sit to pee. Even this has its hazards. If I spray, then I give my balls a bath with my pee. In a public restroom that means I need to use toilet paper to remove as much as I can. Even the logistics of finding and using the mens room changes. I have always made a point of avoiding sitting down in a public bathroom. Now I have no choice. If you’re a woman you are probably smiling. You’ve dealt with this all your life. I haven’t and I don’t want to. As they say, tough noogies. I know I will deal with it.

Bathroom visits aside, my cage is very comfortable and most of the time I am unaware I have it on. So I can’t complain about additional discomfort. I did have to change underwear. I wear briefs. The kind I had been wearing before being caged is a light, synthetic material that is very breathable, odor-free, and comfortable. My cage made a very visible bulge in these briefs and they tended to pull down around the cage and my balls. This was quite uncomfortable. Also, after peeing very often there will be late drips from the cage where some pee managed to wet me. This occasionally became visible on my pants since it leaked right through the light underpants. I decided to find a new solution.

After buying one pair of several types of briefs, I settled on a fairly unusual solution,Wearever men’s incontinence briefs. These underpants feature a permanent pad in the front that is designed to absorb urine and remain odor free. They are washable and retain their ability over 250 washes. That solved the drips. It also added a lot of comfort. The padding insulates the cage from my pants. It is invisible when I wear these. Yes, these underpants are a bit expensive, but after wearing them for over five months, I find that they hold up to weekly washing (I bought 7 pairs) and remain comfortable. One problem solved. I read on some forums about other males’ underwear choices. Most of them were women’s panties. Clearly not a forced chastity requirement. To each his own!

I sleep naked. I have for most of my life. The cock and ball ring on the cage keeps my testicles pushed out from my body. That means I can find myself putting weight on them when I lie on my side or even sit up in bed. This requires frequent adjustment. Good thing Mrs. Lion allows me to touch. If she ever decides I can’t, I will be doing a little wiggle dance to get things in the right place. All in all, the physical inconveniences are minor. They can be annoying, but certainly don’t impact my life enough to make me beg to be released.

Emotionally, the situation is a bit more difficult. Tomorrow I will give my take on dealing with the emotional challenges of being a caged male. Stay tuned.

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In: Lion's Journal
bondage sling
This isn’t my sling, but it is very similar. Ankles and wrists are attached to the four chains so they are up high and out of the way. Click the image for naked picture of me in my sling.

As she promised, Mrs. Lion strapped me into my sling on Sunday afternoon (explicit nude pictures of lion in his sling). It had been quite a while since I had hung there. It took a bit of time for me to figure out how to “mount up”. Once in place, Mrs. Lion attached the ankle and wrist restraints. I had almost forgotten how exposed I feel hanging there with my legs up and wide apart and my butt hanging over the edge of the sling. Mrs. Lion had access to all of my naughty bits.

She began by removing my cage. This is the first time she removed the cock and ball ring. Usually she unlocks and removes the penis cage and I rake off the ring. When I am locked up, the process is reversed with me putting the ring back on. Once unlocked, she got some lube and proceeded to make my butt nice and slippery. She started with her fingers. It hurt at first. I am really out of practice! But she is persistent and discomfort aside, I was able to take three fingers. She then switched to a double dildo and inserted the rather large “male” end into me. That took some time and effort. Over the months I had “forgotten” how to take large objects. She followed the double dong with a 1 3/4-inch diameter, 8-inch long dildo. I got a good bit of it in before I had to ask her to call it quits. Anal play takes time. I know it won’t be long until I can take it all and she can peg me with it. Sunday, the pegging (fucking) motion was just too much. I never really learned to like that in -and-out of the dildo, but with practice I am sure I will.

While she pegged me, she played with my penis too. I don’t know if I got hard or not, but it was a nice distraction from the anal sensations. I asked about the double dong. Mrs. Lion said that she would like to use it, but the sling was too high for it. I made the sling easily adjustable, so one evening this week we can adjust the height for comfortable pegging. This will be a new experience for both of us. I hope she likes it and can orgasm that way.

After insertion time, Mrs. Lion took a nice long spanking break. My buns were hot and burning when she finished. She is an amazing hand spanker. She can do me in with her bare hands. She also used some assorted toys including a flogger. I should point out that flogging someone in a sling is not easy. The sling and hanging chains get in the way, plus balls and penis are out where they can be hit too. Flogging balls and penis has to be much gentler than the butt. She did as well as she could. We also have a spanking bench. She may want to use that for her next flogging. I like the “thuddy” feel of the flogger on my butt and back. It is almost like a massage. She followed the flogger with playing with my penis and edging me with her mouth. Oh that felt so good! She went a bit far on her last try and I felt myself starting to come just as she took her mouth off of me. Being the kind lioness she is, she immediately used her hand so I wouldn’t have a ruined orgasm. All that play, plus having to wait a few days made my semen production quite copious.

In her post yesterday, Mrs. Lion mentioned making me wait as an idea to get me to have more forceful ejaculations. I have been doing Kegel exercises daily and there is some improvement in ejaculation, but it still oozes out. I think this is a function of my age more than anything else. I can’t believe I am saying this, but as a caged male, I think I should have to wait longer between orgasms, at least for a trial period. It isn’t that I get pride in how long I can go without an orgasm, or how I think being deprived will make me more attentive. It’s that I wonder how it will feel when I finally get to squirt. And  I do wonder how things might change with longer denial.

I can’t speak for anyone else, but my interest in sex seems to follow a cycle. I don’t know how long this cycle is, or if it is regular, but I have periods when I just want sex every day in every way. Then I go through some time when I am happy to have sex, but not really driven to it. I am currently in a fairly quiet period. This could change overnight. It has in the past.

At this point in our chastity relationship I think Mrs. Lion has her own ideas how she wants things to proceed. Earlier, I was concerned that I was driving it through things I said or wrote. You know, topping from the bottom. I don’t think that’s true any more. So regardless of what I say or write, we are now following Mrs. Lion’s plan. I am very happy we are.