I had two thoughts last night: I hope I can report, without jinxing myself, that my ruined orgasm experiment is going well. As of today it’s been a month since I had an orgasm.

Lion thinks ruined orgasms take the edge off. He says he is not as horny as he would have been without that little pressure relief. Perhaps. But I’m not only studying the effects of them on Lion’s libido. I’m also getting some good practice in the art of the ruined orgasm. Last night I was considering just playing with Lion. No edging. No ruined orgasm. Just take Mr. Weenie out for a spin and lock him away again. Instead I decided to go right for the ruined orgasm. I didn’t edge him at all. Needless to say, there was not a lot of ejaculate. I wasn’t even really sure I had gotten him until he confirmed it. I’m sure it wasn’t much fun for my poor pet, but that’s too bad. I am on a mission to perfect my own technique.

If we were practicing female chastity, I’m afraid it would be very boring for Lion. There would be no pleading for release on my part. Although, as I write this, I can see how not being able to have an orgasm might make me want one more than I do now. You know, you always want what you can’t have. Unfortunately, for Lion at least, I have not missed having an orgasm. I can, and have, gone months without one. I never kept track of the time between because it was of no interest to me. Completely the opposite of Lion. And it was nothing I was striving for anyway. Unlike Lion, who wants to have a long wait, I don’t see it as a badge of honor. I don’t see it as anything. I don’t even think about it until I look at my orgasm calendar which is still set to February 2.

Oddly enough, I think I view the scheduled orgasm the same way I view Lion holding doors open for me. Unnecessary and a little annoying. Scheduled orgasms seemed forced to me. I know they helped Lion. It was a time when he was guaranteed not to be shot down. But it was a lot of pressure on me. Having an orgasm when you don’t care about having an orgasm is not the most fun. I thought maybe it would jump start something, but it’s obvious something else is going on. I’m just not sure if it’s physical or mental. Organic or chemical. And I can open my own doors, darn it. (Not a true analogy since I don’t care about giving myself orgasms either.) I guess I’m just a lower middle class girl with an upper middle class Lion who has boarding school manners and sometimes that pinkie-in-the-air tea drinking makes me uncomfortable. (He doesn’t really drink tea with his pinkie in the air.)

So what have I learned in the past few days? I am getting pretty good at ruined orgasms. And I still don’t care about orgasms for myself. I don’t think Lion is very happy with either of these.

I mentioned a while ago that I may give Lion ruined orgasms every time I play with him just to see how it goes. I decided that this wait was it. He had a ruined orgasm a few nights ago and one last night. I’ve been edging him first, of course. I was thinking about just going for the ruined orgasm right off the bat, but I decided it’s more fun to tease him and not have him know if this is the time I stop. Also last night, I tried rubbing only the bottom of his penis and only on the down stroke. I knew he was sensitive there but I had no idea I could edge him just by rubbing like that. I didn’t quite take it that far but it’s nice to know I can. A ruined orgasm is also good for feeding him his semen. I know he disagrees. He hates the taste. I figure if I’m in the sharing mood then he should appreciate the snack.

I think Lion is still trying to work out how he feels about ruined orgasms. Do they take the edge off? Do they intensify things? Is there no effect? It seems, from what he’s said, that the effect is different at different times. Perhaps he’s less horny right afterwards and then it morphs into horniness and then on to intense horniness. Maybe by the end of this sixteen day wait he’ll have an answer.

As you know, we had a bit of a disconnect the other night when I forgot it was punishment night. Not only did I put reminders in my calendar, but I also made a rule that Lion must remind me by 8:30 pm that it is punishment night. If he fails to do so he gets extra swats. Of course, no extra swats will be added if I remember on my own before 8:30. Last night was a special edition make up punishment night. I sat on him to hold him still and then gave him four hard swats. Afterwards he said he thought he had earned more. I asked if he wanted more and he said no. One of the reasons for so few swats (he should have had many more for making me feel bad that I forgot to punish him) was that it was the first time I sat on him to hold him still and it was an awkward position. I’ll have to find a better way to do it. I’m normally on his right side and this time I was on the left. But there will be many more opportunities to punish him so I can work out the logistics.

Last night I forgot it was punishment night. I remembered it was garbage night. I remembered to do all the things I had to do at work before I left for the week. I remembered we needed bread. But I forgot punishment night. And I was pretty sure I would. A few days ago I even said in a post that Lion would have to remind me. He did. At 11:30 pm. His defense for not reminding me sooner was that my post yesterday suggested he was pushing too hard for domestic discipline so he backed way off. That post was merely a regurgitation of a conversation we had on Wednesday night. I’m not sure why he took the post so much more to heart.

I felt bad that I’d forgotten. He felt bad because he didn’t think I was making him a priority. That’s interesting because yesterday I was dreaming of a day off. A day that I didn’t have to do anything. No laundry. No work. Nobody needing anything from me. A day to do anything I wanted to do, or nothing at all. But where is Lion in that plan? How mean of me! A day just for me? Unheard of. And the truth is, I’d probably be bored. But it’s nice to dream. Anyway, back to the punishment.

After he read my post, Lion said we didn’t have to do domestic discipline. He felt bad that he makes me do things I don’t like to do. I told him not to feel bad. I just need to get my bearings and he does tend to go full throttle in the beginning of new things. Maybe if we start out at on-ramp speed and then gradually attain the speed limit. However, I’ve been behind Lion when he’s gone 100 mph on an on ramp. (He had just come off a race track and forgot he was on a regular road again.) So maybe we need to start out in a school zone and work our way up.

This morning I decided that he should be punished for not reminding me that it was punishment night. He’ll get a certain number of swats for the items on the list, a certain number for not reminding me, and a few for being mad at me and not kissing me goodnight. Even after he decided he couldn’t sleep and turned on the tv again, which prompted me to set reminders for every Monday and Thursday through April on my calendar, he still did not kiss me goodnight. He did eventually hold my hand, but it’s not the same. As far as I know he was no longer mad at me so there’s no excuse for missing the kiss. He gets mad at me if I don’t kiss him as soon as I get home from work, even with the lunatic dog jumping around between us. Sometimes he even gets two kisses if he’s forgotten he already gave me one. I think punishing him for it is fair. And who cares if it’s fair or not? I’m the one doling out punishments here.

So tonight there will be a special Friday night edition of punishment. Number of swats to be determined. Restraints may be required. Poor Lion. Not really. He brought this on himself.

Lion tends to jump into things with all four paws. It’s how he runs tasks at work and how he runs tasks at home. I don’t know why it surprises me when he does it, but it always does. When he buys a car he reads the manual so he knows every little detail about it. Then inundates me with those details. Did you know the blah blah is yada yada? Why no! I did not. He’s surprised that I don’t know things about my truck. I know where the fuel goes. I know when I stomp on the little pedal on the right it goes and when I need to stomp on the little pedal on the left it stops. When a light is on on the dashboard it may or may not be a bad thing. And that’s what I need to know. He did the same thing with chastity and he’s doing the it with domestic discipline.

Our dog is still young and she tends to barrel through the house. We call her the bulldozer because if anything is in the way she runs right through it. Lion is like that, except I liken him to a steamroller. When I’m trying to get my feet under me as we try new things, he comes past and just steamrolls me into something else. I’d like to be on solid ground before trying something new. However, since I’m never really comfortable in my ability to do things, I rarely feel like I’m on solid ground.

I know Lion is excited about domestic discipline. I am not. It will take a very long time before I don’t feel ridiculous for nitpicking every mistake he makes. It’s just not a big deal to me if he forgets to take his medicine. I know he needs to take it. I know there may be dire consequences if he misses enough doses. I’m not wishing him ill health. I’m more concerned with why he’s forgetting and how often he forgets. Is it a sign that something is wrong? Is his memory failing or is he just preoccupied? That’s why I pay attention when he forgets. I don’t care about punishing him for it. Similarly, if I give him a list of four things I want him to do and he does three of them I won’t be upset unless that last thing was the most important. How many times have you gone to the store for milk and walked out with everything but milk? It was the one thing you went for. I do that all the time so I’m not in the mindset to punish him for it. So when he tells me he forgot to do something and should he add it to the list, it’s too new for me to care if he adds it to the list or not. For that reason I’ve told him to add everything to the list and I will decide what punishment to give him on punishment day. And then he should probably remind me what days I set as punishment days because I’ve forgotten already.

As you know, I do have sparks of genius when it comes to punishments so I guess it’s just a matter of time until I get in the swing of things. I just need to get my bearings.

Speaking of genius, Lion is on one of his longest waits ever and I have decided to give him his every-other-day ruined orgasm. I edged him a few times last night and then took him just past the edge. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen him writhing from a pseudo-orgasm. He said he hates ruined orgasms. Awww. Too bad. Then he told me ruined orgasms take the edge off. Maybe he won’t be so horny at the end of sixteen days. We’ll see, my pet.

Even before I decided to do the ruined orgasm experiment, I told him he can earn a no strings attached bonus orgasm when he gets a job. Last night (before the ruined orgasm) he said he sort of wants to wait the full sixteen days to see how it feels. I told him I could give him a reward coupon for the orgasm so he could have it whenever he wanted. He quickly backpedaled and said he would take the orgasm whenever it was offered. I don’t think he has to worry about seeing how long waits feel. There are a few more out there.