By the time we cooked dinner, ate it and digested it enough to move, it was fairly late. We decided to forget about the sling and I edged Lion in bed. I got him ready by hand but gave him an oral orgasm. He loves those and I love giving them to him. And oral orgasms have a ways to go to catch up to hand jobs in terms of statistics.

Obviously hand jobs are easier. They don’t require any special positions for me. I just have to be sitting beside Lion on the bed and off we go. To give him oral attention I generally have to be on my stomach between his legs or standing while he’s in the sling. We haven’t used the sling until recently. I’ve been trying to even the score but it was clearly an uphill battle when I started. I had no real hope of catching up. But next year I’ll try harder. Perhaps oral orgasms will win in the end. Maybe I’ll make that my new year’s resolution.

The other day I said I like giving Lion orgasms on holidays. Today he countered that I hadn’t done that in a while. Perhaps not but when I scheduled his orgasms on the calendar I tried to give him one on holidays. When the schedule went away I was left to figure things out in my head. Anyone who’s ever waited around for me to figure out what day it is, let alone when a holiday falls or what date next Wednesday will be, knows that figuring out anything in my head doesn’t go well. I can either go back to scheduling things on a calendar, whether or not Lion knows, or I can just continue on my merry way of fumbling around. I’m not sure one method is better or worse than the other. The bottom line is I give Lion an orgasm when I feel like it. It doesn’t matter how many days he’s been waiting or if I manage to hit it on a holiday. We’ve been doing pretty well so far.

Christmas day was perfect. It ended with a memorable oral orgasm for me. It was the 59th for 2017 and most likely the last for this year. That is one more than in 2016. My average wait is six days. This probably puts me at the average rate for men married over ten years. I know that some of our readers will argue that we are not practicing  male chastity. After all, I’m doing as well as most men in my demographic.

That is a serious misconception. I have no control over when I have sex. My orgasms are 100% under the control of Mrs. Lion. This has been true for the last four years. I haven’t masturbated since January 2014. I’ve been wearing a chastity device for most of this time as well.

The chastity device and the time I wear it, also have nothing to do with male chastity. It does prevent me from taking things into my own hand. But since I haven’t done that when wild, it isn’t necessary. In fact, Mrs. Lion makes me wear the device because it satisfies my enjoyment of bondage.

I was allowed to be wild from Christmas eve through midnight on Christmas day. I’m locked up now. At this moment, I wish I were wild again. I know what you are thinking, “There’s no way to make this lion happy.”

Well, I’m happy now. I don’t wake up every morning delighted that I am wearing a chastity device. It’s inconvenient. It prevents erections. I often wish that I was wild again. But I remember that this was my idea in the first place. I think that the last eight months being cage free created a little ambiguity at least in my mind.

The cage provides a sense of structure. It seems to act as a sort of anchor for our power exchange. It’s true that Mrs. Lion remained firmly in charge while I was wild. She edged me and cuddled with me as often as she did when I was caged. But we both felt a difference. I can’t articulate it, but we both acknowledge it was there.

Mrs. Lion believes that I get both a Christmas and New Year’s orgasm. I went back to my records and my first orgasm of 2017 was on January 7; a wait of 14 days. That means there was no Christmas orgasm either. My first orgasm of 2016 was on January 3. I don’t have records before that, but clearly a Christmas and New Year’s orgasm is not our tradition. Maybe this year we’re starting a new one.

Lion was horny yesterday. I wonder if he’s more horny because he’s locked up again. He does love his bondage. And he loves feeling my control. I never took that into account when deciding if he should be caged again. Actually I just thought of it.

I mean, yes, I knew he’d feel my power. It’s difficult for him not to with a metal fob on his balls and weenie. My balls and weenie. And I know he loves bondage. But does the cage make him hornier? That’s the part I hadn’t considered. I do not know.

What I do know is that the cage cooperated very nicely when I first locked him up. Sometimes I have trouble with that little screw. (Who wants a little screw when you could have a big screw? But I digress.) But the other night the threads lined up perfectly the first time. My weenie was not happy to be smushed into the cage again after all that time, but the screw gave me no problems. Last night it cooperated again. I’m taking that as a sign Lion was meant to be caged.

When I first suggested playing last night, Lion wanted to wait until his allergy medicine kicked in. He’s had much less trouble lately but he still gets itchy from time to time. He let me know when he was ready. I had to strike while the Lion was hot. And hot he was.

Lion so nicely alerted me to the fact that he’d been waiting five days in his first email communication to me of the day. He wasn’t begging for an orgasm. He really was just alerting me. Sure he was horny but he figured he’d be edged and put away. And I may have done that. But I didn’t.

I don’t have a reason for giving him an orgasm. Or not giving him one for that matter. I just go along edging him until I decide we’re done or I decide to give him an orgasm. It’s like a mental coin flip. Heads I win. Tails you lose. But I was also calculating how many days till Christmas and a potential holiday orgasm. I decided he’d have another five day wait and that was good enough for me.

[Lion – If you’re in a calculating mood, last night’s orgasm was my 58th this year. All of 2016 I got 58 orgasms as well. Maybe I’ll break last year’s record]

I don’t think we’ve really played since Sunday when Lion got his orgasm in the sling. He wasn’t in the mood for a few days and then we were tired or achy. Last night he reminded me it had been four days since his orgasm. He wasn’t asking for anything. I think he was really just reminding himself. I wasn’t in any hurry to give him another one but I didn’t have any date in mind either.

If Lion took a boner pill he didn’t mention it. [Lion – I did.]  It took the usual amount of time to get him hard. Boner pills don’t change that. But once he was hard he seemed to be very hard. He said he thought he was last weekend but I hadn’t noticed. Maybe it’s mind over matter.

At any rate, I got him close – very close – a few times. Then I started the slow pace that usually accompanies his bucking. I only noticed minute movement from him but I decided to let him have his orgasm. I basically rewarded him for being super hard. And what did I get in return? Not a lot of cum. Oh well. Maybe next time.

Tomorrow we’re going to see Star Wars. I’m prepared to have no idea what’s going on since I haven’t seen the previous five movies. I’m not sure I paid too much attention to the three that I did see. I’m just assuming it will take up a chunk of our Saturday and errands will take up the rest. I doubt Lion will be horny that soon so we probably won’t play. We can still snuggle. And then maybe Sunday he’ll be looking for sling time again.

Other than that it will be a normal weekend in the Lions’ den.