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Let’s face it, everything we are writing about relates back in one way or another to male masturbation. I’m defining the term “masturbation” narrowly. It applies to any activity that will bring a male to ejaculation without inserting it in an orifice. That means oral sex, anal sex, and of course vaginal sex are not forms of masturbation. The vast majority of my sexual experience is masturbation.

I guess I have to open the topic up a bit. Most of my sexual experience doesn’t result in ejaculation. I’m brought close to it, but not permitted to actually ejaculate. I don’t think that matters very much in terms of this post. I’m also assuming that masturbation includes any penis stimulation that isn’t actually inside of an orifice. That means that when Mrs. Lion plays with me, she’s masturbating me. Fair enough?

Enforced male chastity by definition is preventing masturbation. Chastity devices were invented in the late 19th century for that express purpose. In those days it was believed that masturbation led to insanity and idiocy. Our sex life, Mrs. Lion and I, is 100% about male masturbation and oral sex. My penis is the focus of all of our sexual activity. Mrs. Lion considers it her penis since she controls it. I just carry it around.

When I am allowed to ejaculate, about one-third of the time it happens in Mrs. Lion’s mouth. She really likes that. However, it takes a lot of energy and uncomfortable positioning to suck me so she usually defaults to using her hand.

Contrary to almost all other male sexual activity, mine would be best for her if I could get to orgasm as rapidly as possible. Any energy she expends getting me to the edge isn’t particularly pleasurable for her. I’ve researched training a male to ejaculate on command. It’s largely a myth. It takes as long as it takes for me to get to the top of my orgasmic curve.

Mrs. Lion uses some tricks to help get me more aroused. After all, no matter how talented she is with her hands, it’s still jerking me off. I can get bored with that. She’s discovered that various BDSM activities from spanking to cock and ball torture gets me more excited. The more excited I am, the more likely she can get me to the edge of orgasm.

Obviously, the long lead up to the point when I’m close to ejaculation is more work than fun for Mrs. Lion. She starts enjoying herself when I am close to the edge. Ideally, it would be very helpful if she had a way to save some work getting me to that point. Toward that end, I’ve acquired some male masturbators. These are devices designed to get a man off.

There are surprisingly few on the market if you don’t include the cheap vibrators. So far, the only reliable one Mrs. Lion can use on me is our Magic Wand vibrator. This is a powerful hand-held vibrator that’s been on the market for years. We have a rechargeable version that she moves on the bottom of my penis from head to about halfway down. It’s a very reliable way to get me off.

Venus 2000 in action.

There are masturbators that are worn over the penis designed to feel like oral or vaginal sex. The best that I’ve tried is the Venus 2000 by ABCO. This machine uses a vacuum pump and complex valves to create pulsating suction. It has a “receiver” that is a tube with a silicone liner that pulsates from the vacuum. I had one many years ago. It took me quite a while to figure out which settings worked best. Once I did it was really great. The big drawback is that the receiver is heavy and you have to hold it in place. The biggest problem is the price. It costs about $1000. You can control the length of each stroke. You can also make it go faster or slower. So far, it’s the only one that actually worked for me.

There are newer, less expensive devices. One is the Lelo F1. This device is a cylinder with a silicone sleeve inside and a powerful vibrator. The vibrator can be controlled to provide more or less power. What makes this device potentially interesting is that it contains a nice selection of sensors that report the state of both the machine and the penis inside it. There is a demo phone app that allows you to control the vibrator and observe the readings of the sensors. The manufacturer has just released a software development kit that will allow programmers to build applications that can use the feedback from the sensors to change the way the device behaves. Theoretically, this biofeedback should allow optimization of sensations.

The Lelo F1. Penis sleeve and powerful vibrator with sensors.

I tried it as it is now. The vibrations are powerful. The manufacturer claims they are so powerful that you will feel them throughout your penis and they will stimulate you to a wonderful orgasm. I didn’t get that result. If I inserted my soft penis, the device couldn’t get me hard. If I inserted my erect penis, it felt good but the sensations didn’t build to the point that I was even close to an orgasm. Perhaps if someone writes an app with the biofeedback from the sensors, the device would be smart enough to find the best sensations for me.

We only tried it once. That’s not really fair. I think Mrs. Lion will try again. I don’t have a lot of confidence that it will really do the trick. The reason for this is that the concept of vibrating my entire penis enough to get all of the right nerve endings seems unlikely. I’ll watch out to see if an app is developed and will see.

This is how the Autoblow ai works. The position, stroke length, and speed are computer-controlled.

The only other “real” masturbator is the Autoblow this is a tube with a silicone sleeve inside. The sleeve is connected to a motor drive that moves up and down the same way a partner’s mouth might move. The latest version the “ai” claims to have artificial intelligence incorporated in its design. The manufacturer hired a machine learning design company to analyze thousands of porn blow job videos to simulate how the end-to-end experience worked. Then, the manufacturer used a microprocessor and various sensors to simulate that motion with the Autoblow.

I purchased one (the price varies anywhere from $150-$250 depending on current sales). It has 10 different masturbation patterns. Mrs. Lion and I tried it and I sampled each of the patterns. Some felt better than others. During that first session, it couldn’t get me close. Unlike the other masturbators I’ve tried, this one may have the potential to do the job helping Mrs. Lion get me to the edge. We will try it again and see if we can’t figure it out. The big drawback with this device as well as the others is that they require lube. That means that when Mrs. Lion decides to take over, she will either have to deal with a lubed penis or get me cleaned off before she can do her thing. Cleaning me off takes time and is distracting. It could very well destroy the progress the automation gave her.

The Hot Octopus Jett has two powerful vibrators: a low-frequency and a high-frequency unit.

There are other vibrators that attach to the penis. Most of them sit under the head at the sensitive spot. I tried a few. It’s possible that one or two could have got me off. I didn’t feel that really nice buildup Mrs. Lion’s hand or mouth provides. Maybe I’m spoiled. More likely, we haven’t discovered the right combination of devices and settings that will do the job.

People who make sex toys are not generally very sophisticated. They also don’t have big research budgets. The problem is that while jerking off looks the same from the outside, getting it just right is a very individual problem to solve. I think that the hybrid of the F1 and the Autoblow offer the possibility of a really effective sex machine for men.

Pressure sensors to record how hard the penis is along with temperature sensors, etc. could provide the sort of biofeedback that would allow the Autoblow motion to be optimized from the beginning of a session to the climax. The biggest problem with products like the Venus 2000 is that their motion is constant. Mrs. Lion knows that she has to vary the speed and pressure to provide me with the most arousal. A device like the Autoblow that could sense my reaction to it and adjust, could offer a reasonable way to come close to real sex.

Even though it’s tiring and somewhat boring for her, Mrs. Lion’s hand and mouth represent the only reliable way to get me to the edge. Thank you, sweetie!

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Mrs. Lion surprised me Thursday night. After her shower, she came back into the bedroom and without a word got out the lightweight Tenderizer paddle and walked over to me. Still silent, she stood by my side of the bed. I asked her what she was up to?

“What do you think? You are getting spanked for being snarky yesterday and today.”

Not wanting to get into more trouble, I got myself into position. Mrs. Lion had chosen the lightweight tenderizer paddle. This particular panel was one of the first we bought on Etsy.com. One side is full of little points the other is smooth. This paddle stings more than any other she has. It doesn’t inflict much damage, but I really hate the way it feels during my spanking.

I yelped from the very first swat. She made a point of pulling my cheeks apart and spanking the tender flesh inside. Because the paddle was so large, she couldn’t get all the way into my crack but got far enough to elicit some particularly loud cries from me. Mrs. Lion has learned to ignore any sounds I make. She calmly goes about her business. After she finished, she said,

“Now you’ll remember to watch what you say, at least for a while.”

lion's naked butt
That’s my bottom after a spanking

Hoo boy, I sure will! Now in the cold light of a new day, I’m not so positive. Sometimes I don’t learn as quickly as I should. If Mrs. Lion catches me even if I make a little slip, and spanks me for it, my confidence that I will behave the way she likes will grow.

There is something important that happens when Mrs. Lion focuses on observing my behavior and punishing infractions promptly: I will learn not to make those particular mistakes, as she says, at least for a while.

I believe that she changes as well. The best way to explain it is that she learns to expect the behavior she has corrected. For example, one rule that she has enforced mercilessly is that she must eat first. I have to either wait for her to begin or get her permission before I can begin eating. I rarely slip on this. When she went to visit her family back East, she found herself uncomfortable at meals when members of her family ate before her. She had been conditioned to observe and react when the rule was broken.

I think the same thing is going to happen as a result of her enforcing the rules about my behavior. I’m hoping she will observe behavior that annoys her and will deal with it promptly. If she does, it will become second nature to her. I think that will be very healthy for our marriage.

Lelo F1s

After my punishment, we rested for a while and then Mrs. Lion got out our new Lelo F1s male masturbator. This is a high-tech device designed to get me very excited and even ejaculate if Mrs. Lion wishes. It’s controlled via a phone app. The current version has 10 sensors that report various conditions about my penis. Currently, there isn’t any software that makes use of this information to change the way the product stimulates me. It appears to have two vibrators inside: one with low, thumping, and one that is higher frequency vibration. The high-frequency vibrator can be adjusted to make it vibrate faster or slower. The low-frequency vibrator can be adjusted in intensity only.

Mrs. Lion began by using her hand to make me hard. Then she put the machine over my penis and turned it on. It took us a little while to figure out how to couple it via Bluetooth with my cell phone. I managed to stay fairly hard until we got the thing working. The sensations were less than thrilling. I tried a wide variety of settings. A few felt pretty good, but there was nothing to get me even close to orgasm.

Autoblow ai

Maybe if someone writes an app that makes use of the sensors to vary the vibrations to maximize pleasure, it could work. Right now, I would label this product as pretty useless. It got fairly good reviews from people on the web. I don’t know why. It just didn’t hit me in the right spots. My next experiment will be with the Autoblow ai. This device is one of the oldest and most successful male masturbators on the market.

It works by having a moving sleeve outside of a silicone sleeve into which the penis is inserted. The sleeve moves up and down stimulating the penis. The older versions of this device maintained a steady up-and-down movement over the full length of the penis. The user could adjust the speed for maximum pleasure. The new ai model is much more sophisticated. It still has the same mechanical up and down motion. However, it’s capable of changing the length of the stroke, the speed, and where on the shaft of the penis it’s operating.

The manufacturer struggled through watching several thousand porno videos of blowjobs. They analyze the mouth movement of the porno actors and programmed the Autoblow to simulate the same actions. It sounds like it’s great. I don’t believe it has the intelligence to understand how excited the person using it becomes. This could mean that people who don’t react in the same time as the program expects, might not have as much fun. We will get one of these and report on our experiences.

After the failed F1s experiment, Mrs. Lion had me wash off the lube from our machine test, and then she used her mouth to stimulate me. No machine will ever feel as good as Mrs. Lion’s mouth. She knows how to play me like a Stradivarius. I loved every second of her sucking. I didn’t get all the way to the edge, but I got very close. When she decided to stop I was very sorry. I’m still really horny the next day.

December 26 is Boxing Day. Traditionally, it’s the day people used to return or exchange gifts. For me it was a day of a sore bottom, a machine test, and a great blowjob. I think that’s way better than having to stand in line to return or exchange gifts. My bottom and penis got a good workout. I hated one and love the other. It’s a bittersweet life I lead.

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Lion suggested that he be punished for snapping at me on Christmas day. I was considering it when he snapped at me last night. That was the straw that broke the lioness’s back. He, of course, didn’t think he snapped. He didn’t even think he raised his voice.

I’m a laid back sort of person. I let things go, for the most part. I might have been fine with Lion’s retort if he hadn’t also cut me off and knew what he was talking about. That combination is what did it. The problem is that I didn’t tell him he was in trouble. He didn’t know until I took out a paddle and told him I needed his butt. I suppose it’s a step in the right direction. I was punishing him, after all. That takes a lot. Now I need to work on the confrontation when things happen.

We had a lot going on yesterday. I was catching up on lots of laundry. Lion was playing with his new mixer. He decided he needed flour from this decade so we went to the store. I wasn’t able to make dinner until he was done with whatever step he was on in the bread-making process. We didn’t actually get our showers in to be able to play earlier than we usually do.

Lion got a new masturbation toy the other day. I don’t know how he finds these weird things. It’s sort of like a Fleshlight except it’s electronic. It even has a window you can look through to see it work. It seemed like it should work to some extent, but he said the contact points weren’t where he needed them to be. I guess my tongue’s job is safe.

When we were done with the failed experiment, it was time to taste the bread. He wasn’t happy with how it looked but it tastes great. The loaves aren’t bakery-quality and he thinks there should be more air in them, but you can’t argue with the taste. Oh darn. He’ll just have to keep practicing. Shucks.

As we were eating, he said he was looking forward to lioness fun. It was already past 10. He doesn’t usually like to play that late. But I decided a handjob wasn’t out of the question. The problem is that he’s been getting himself into weird positions lately. When I go to do his eyedrops, he has a knee sticking out the side of the bed and his head is toward the middle. I have to avoid the knee and stretch over the bed for the drops. Last night he made his side of the bed harder so it would be easier for me, but that raises the level and means I’ll be tipping backwards onto my side. Then he angled himself away from me so I had to reach pretty far to jerk him off. I gave up when my arm was going numb. He was disappointed so I went around to give him a blow job. Then he had to move the bed and move himself on the bed. It was just a mess. When I finally got to him I had to start all over getting him hard and I got tired before he got to the edge.

He did have fun, but I still consider it a failure since we had so many hiccups along the way. There’s only one way to deal with it. Get right back up on the horse….um….Lion.

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The ultimate booty call

Mrs. Lion and I started out looking for nothing more than hot sex. For our own separate reasons, we had decided that a no-strings romp was what we needed. In those early days, Mrs. Lion was very content to let me decide what sort of sex we would have. Our meetings were mutually satisfying, relatively emotion-free excursions into orgasms. That’s not to say we didn’t talk. We did. In the beginning we didn’t feel any pressure to look for anything in common beyond getting laid.

That was probably a very good thing. We had a chance to get to know one another without the pressures of emotional expectations. We were fulfilling our selfish, physical needs. We were having a lot of fun doing it. It never occurred to me, at least, that there had to be more in order for this kind of seemingly-simple, sexual connection to keep working week after week. All I knew was that I couldn’t wait for the next time we could be together.

I tend to overthink things. For once in my life, I wasn’t overthinking my relationship with Mrs. Lion. I was just having a very good time. Based on what I know now, I think she was feeling the same way. Our focus on sex blinded us to the more significant connection we were making. Over those initial months, I shared a little bit about my kink. I let her know that I liked being spanked, for example. I remember her first attempt. I could barely feel her hand touching my bottom. I know she was very uncomfortable.

From all outward signs, you’d think that we didn’t have a chance. We met with no other objective than having sex. As we got to know each other, I expressed an interest she had never even considered. On top of that, neither of us had any serious interest in a relationship; at least that’s what we told ourselves.

We kept coming back. Eventually, Mrs. Lion would spend the night with me. I hated it when she had to go home. While we didn’t discuss it at the time, she felt the same way about leaving me. This was a sweet-if-carnal love story. Over time, we got married. Other than my desire to be spanked, there was little to forewarn Mrs. Lion of the path we would eventually travel.

Yes, over the years Mrs. Lion topped me in various ways. She was a quick study and mastered not only spanking, but also cock and ball torture, anal play, etc. We did this as a form of sexual recreation. Mrs. Lion did these sometimes-uncomfortable things to me because I wanted them. She enjoys making me happy.

We could have continued this way indefinitely. There is absolutely nothing that says we have to assume specific relationship roles just because we engage in BDSM play. In fact, almost everybody I know who does BDSM activities, restricts them to being a form of recreation and not a serious exercise of power.

As frequently happens to couples, over the years the novelty wore off and playtime became less and less frequent. I can’t say that I didn’t miss it; I did. But I also felt uncomfortable asking Mrs. Lion to tie me up and spank me. At the same time, Mrs. Lion lost interest in sex for herself. At one point she told me that this was because I didn’t initiate. She’s right, I didn’t very often. That’s always been a big problem for me. Maybe I’m responsible for her loss of libido. As her interest in sex waned, she was less active providing me with sex as well. It got to the point that she would jerk me off about once a month.

This never endangered our relationship. I had absolutely no desire to find someone else. Ever since we were first together, I’ve lost the ability to imagine myself with anyone else. So, I jerked off a couple of times a week and was sad that sex had drifted out of our lives.

None of this stopped me from feeling horny. My hormones were churning. In my wanderings around the Web, I came across inexpensive chastity devices. I got turned on thinking about wearing one. I ordered a couple and found one wearable. That was in mid-December 2013. The package arrived from Amazon and I tried on the device. It didn’t hurt to wear. It wasn’t a great fit, but the base ring was about the right size and nothing pinched. I wore that cage for a couple of hours during the afternoon while Mrs. Lion was at work.

That night, I brought it out and showed it to her, and asked her if she would lock me into it. That was the exact moment the earth moved for us. At the time, it appeared to her that I just had another kinky idea that I would tire of after a short time. To me, it seemed like a way to get Mrs. Lion to pay more attention to my penis.

It did. At least every other day Mrs. Lion would unlock me and tease me. Frequently, she would let me ejaculate. You can read all about that in our early posts. Under the surface, I think that a lot more was going on. You could say it was like those little tremors that occur before a volcano eruption. Mrs. Lion was taking control and making me do exactly what I wanted to do. She was making me happy.

So far, there was really no change in the power balance of our relationship: I came up with an idea that turned me on, and she carried it out because she knew it made me happy. We went on this way for more than two years. Our enforced male chastity gave me an exciting sex life. Unfortunately, it didn’t do anything for Mrs. Lion’s libido.

We still didn’t do much BDSM play. My need for it was reduced because of our chastity activities. Mrs. Lion and I settled into a routine where she would unlock the chastity device, edge me, and lock me up again. Every week or so, she would masturbate me to orgasm. Now and then, she would even give me an oral orgasm. I think we both felt this could go on indefinitely.

Enforced male chastity solved a fairly serious problem because Mrs. Lion and I had very different levels of interest in sex. It solved it in a way that has become a permanent part of our marriage. Since that fateful day in December 2013, the only orgasms I have had were provided by Mrs. Lion. On that day she told me I was never to masturbate again. Of course, I was also not to have sex with any other lioness. I haven’t. I imagine I am one of the few males around who never masturbates. It’s not that sometimes I don’t want to. I’m not allowed to and I take Mrs. Lion’s rules very seriously.

What started as a way to encourage Mrs. Lion to pay attention to my penis has become my entire sex life. She takes it completely for granted that I will not get any sexual pleasure unless she gives it to me. I don’t know how she thinks about that; or if she thinks about it all. From my perspective she has awesome power over me.

I think this is much more than just a sexual game with some penis bondage thrown in for good measure. Regardless of how we started, we have evolved to the point that my ability to have sexual pleasure and satisfaction are exclusively owned by my lioness. I wouldn’t change that for the world.