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Lion has been horny the past few nights. I have no idea why since his leg still hurts from his fall on Sunday. But why ask why? Just edge him and have some fun.

I did edge him Monday night. He thought I was going for a ruined orgasm. I’ve only given him one ruined orgasm on purpose. The rest have been mistakes. I was not trying to give him a ruined orgasm. I was trying to turn him into a writhing puddle of horniness. I think it worked.

Yesterday his leg hurt enough to go to the doctor. They took x-rays and found out his leg isn’t broken. We didn’t think it was but it was good to know officially. He doesn’t have an infection. It’s “just” a deep tissue injury. I don’t think there’s much you can do for that. The doctor just keep saying she wasn’t going to prescribe narcotics. Fine. But if Tylenol isn’t helping then telling him to take Tylenol is useless. Dr. Mrs. Lion told him to take Tylenol with Aleve. It’s known as the poor man’s Percocet. It helped knock a lot of the pain down.

Once the pain was lessened Lion was able to endure more edging. This time I really wanted him to think I was going to give him a ruined orgasm on purpose. Of course I knew I would quickly salvage it. I think I accomplished it. He didn’t look too sure at the end if I was going to continue or not.

Today I’m thinking I screwed up. I’m not sure what I could have done with his leg being so sore, but somehow I should have given him an oral orgasm. I don’t want to get too far behind in the oral versus hand job statistics. I may wind up giving him an oral orgasm every day in December if I’m not careful.

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It appears Lion is back to himself again. He’s horny. He’s rock hard. He’s satisfied.

I edged him quite a few times when he started bucking. At first I let him go. Then I took over again. I knew he was very horny or he wouldn’t be bucking. I also knew this was prime time to edge him and get him more worked up.

After a while, though, I just grabbed my cock and held on. I tickled his balls. He snuck a peek to see what was happening before he realized I was encouraging him to buck. And boy did he. He was working very hard to get over the edge.

Even though Lion was newly horny after being sick, I decided he needed to come. The pipes had to be cleaned out. All that old semen had to go. Early spring cleaning. And what better way than to make him do it himself. This is different from him masturbating. He may be the one controlling the speed and motion, but I could stop him at any time. All I had to do was loosen my grip or release it entirely.

Unfortunately, the pipes didn’t get very cleaned out. I think Lion was sick for so long the semen gave up. There was mostly just watery ejaculate with a small dot of more substantial semen. I guess we’ll have to try again.

Lion informed me that his wait was eighteen days. For at least two weeks of it he didn’t care about sex. He just wanted to sleep and breathe without being stuffy or coughing. Now that he’s back to 80% or so (he still wants to nap a lot) he’ll care more about being teased.

He’s still wild. What am I waiting for? I’ve said before, I’ll know when it’s time. I think I just want us both to feel better before I bring the cage back.

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Lion is already up to eleven orgasms this year. To average an orgasm a week I’ll have to extend his wait times. Or, and I think he’ll like this idea better, I could go for a two-orgasm-a-week average. I could even throw out the whole idea of an average altogether and just concentrate on making sure he has more oral orgasms than hand jobs for the year.

Last night he had another oral orgasm. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to give him an orgasm last night but I know I’m behind in that category so I gave him one. I don’t exactly have to pace myself. The only thing Lion requires is a few days to recharge his batteries and he’s good to go.

When it came time to lock him back up again, I told Lion to put his ring on. He wondered how it became “his” ring. It’s simple. He puts the ring on and I put the cage on. The ring is his and the cage is mine. Together we lock him up. Maybe that sounds silly but we both have a stake in his chastity. Since we do most things together, why not this? It makes perfect sense to me.

Don’t get the idea that Lion has any say in when the cage comes off or goes back on. That’s all me. He’s just always had the responsibility of putting the ring on and taking it off. I only want to hurt weenie and the boys when I want to hurt them. I don’t want to pinch them by accident with the ring. It’s a fair division of labor that ends with us joined together. As it should.

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I used Lion’s gift to me, the heart-shaped spoon. (this isn’t it)

I decided yesterday that I shouldn’t leave Lion’s night to chance. Rather than have him pick from the Box O’Fun and probably be stuck with the tiny little clothes pins, I’d guarantee him a play spanking. He’d get rosy Valentine’s cheeks with my new paddle. He was happy with that decision.

It’s been a long time since he’s had a play spanking. It is one of the selections that’s doubled or tripled up in the box but so far he’s been picking other things. Now that I’ve made sure he doesn’t get evil things, he’ll probably pick spanking on Friday. Oh well. He won’t argue with that. He loves being spanked.

Lion also got a Valentine’s orgasm. Yes I know, he got an orgasm the other day. [Lion — two days ago]  So? He certainly doesn’t mind getting them. The only problem I can see with it is that now I’m behind the eight ball as far as orgasm statistics are concerned. I wanted to give him more oral orgasms this year than hand jobs. The good news is that Lion has some more oral orgasms in his future. Lucky boy! [Lion — as of yesterday, it was 60% hand jobs and 40% oral]

I was bad after his orgasm. I looked at something on my iPad for one of our camping trips. I forgot to tell Lion to put his ring back on. He was a good boy and asked me if I wanted him locked up. I do. I want him locked up whether he wants to be locked up or not. He can grumble (within reason) but it won’t help him at all. The other night when he said he didn’t want to be locked up I told him it sounded like a personal problem to me. His wanting or not wanting to be locked up does not affect me. I’ve made my decision.