Dare I say it? I think my voice may be almost back. I was talking to the dog as I was feeding her and I think I heard my regular voice. This is welcome news! It’s hard to be a stern lioness if you’re whispering.

When we went out yesterday, Lion remembered to wear his training collar. We stopped for lunch and he was getting ketchup when I gave him a series of vibrations. As he came back to the table he said, “You rang?” I give him vibrations when I want him to know I’m glad he’s remembered his collar. I also do it when he pleases me by reminding me of things we may have forgotten to put on our list or another stop we have to make while we’re out, and just in general when I want to remind him it could also be a zap instead of vibration if he misbehaves. For the most part, Lion is on his best behavior when the collar is on.

Yesterday was manscaping day. The Bella Flash seems to be doing the trick. Aside from a few patches of hair on the front and a few more on his butt, Lion is smooth as a baby’s bottom. The gray hairs that tend to grow on his balls are not affected by the light. I’ll always have to shave those off, but less and less dark hair is coming back.

I wasn’t sure we’d get to this point, despite Lion’s assurances that it would work. He’s had laser pubic hair removal in the past and knows it’s not instantaneous. We’ve been doing it for months and months. With both of us being sick for over a month, we haven’t done manscaping. I guess having just a few patches is a good testimonial to its effectiveness.

Our Magic Wand has been acting strangely lately. When I put it in my toy holder, standing straight up, it loses its charge. We had that happen twice. Then I decided to charge it and leave it laying down. It held its charge. When I checked it again yesterday, it was still good. I’m not sure why it would lose a charge standing up, but we’ll test it again to see what happens. In the meantime, it was available for Lion’s pleasure.

I don’t know what it is about this vibrator. Lion always said vibrators don’t do anything for him. This one clearly does things for him. I started off slowly. Lion often accuses me of “going for gold”, meaning I go straight for an orgasm. I don’t think I ever go straight for an orgasm, but I understand what he means. So slow and steady was my mantra. Lion has a certain spot, just below the head on the underside of his penis that is the sweet spot. I assume there’s a similar spot on most men. When the vibrator hits that spot, he jumps like I’ve shocked him.

I get him to the edge more quickly with the Magic Wand. So quickly, in fact, that it’s almost too far too fast. I think I edged him about three times, when I decided he was going to have an orgasm. I know I said Lion had to be super horny before I’d let him come. What can I say? I lie. I thought I’d get another edge out of him but I want just a shade too far and just kept going. I don’t think of this one as a salvaged orgasm. I never actually stopped stroking after I knew I’d passed the point of no return.

Three weeks into the new year and Lion has already had a ruined orgasm, a salvaged orgasm and a regular orgasm. He’s a lucky boy. Or is he? I made him eat his semen last night. I don’t think he was very lucky at that moment in time.

Lion has it in his head that I like it more when he’s not horny. I’m not sure where he got that idea, since I’m the one who’s been telling him he’s not broken. And I’ve been encouraging by unlocking him so I can hold my weenie even if he doesn’t want to get hard. Maybe he’s thinking if he really is broken, it will be okay because I don’t mind when he’s not horny.

It’s true that I told him it wouldn’t be the end of the world if he was permanently broken. It’s not like our marriage was built only on sex. There have been times in the past that he’s told me he’d be happy even if we stopped doing any BDSM. I didn’t think it was true, and sure enough, within a short time he wanted to start again. I know he’d miss sex. But if he isn’t horny anymore, maybe he wouldn’t. I’m not horny anymore and I don’t miss it. I’m very happy snuggling and holding hands. But that doesn’t mean I like when he’s not horny.

How am I supposed to give him orgasms if he’s not horny? I love his orgasms. As you know, not giving him an orgasm is often a struggle for me. Teasing and denial is almost as bad for me as it is for Lion. I know, I know. It’s not as bad. I said almost. I’m the reason his orgasm count was so high last year. I’m the one who caved in and let him come on a non-orgasm day. I’m the one who has arguments in my head as I’m teasing him. He has to wait another day. No, he doesn’t. Yes, he does. He’s waited four days already. We were going for seven. Too late.

I like when Lion is horny. I love making his situation worse. I love seeing my weenie standing tall and proud. Last night, Lion wasn’t horny. According to his email today, he’s back to himself again. I hope that means he’s horny again.

Lion received a package in the mail yesterday. He said, “Uh oh.” Then he opened it to reveal the Linnex he’d ordered. If you recall, in his incessant research, he discovered something nastier than menthol rubs. Silly Lion that he is, he ordered it. This is apparently the equivalent of a ghost pepper on the heat scale. It comes in an unassuming solid deodorant-type package and has very little scent.

In the past, Lion made fun of a menthol product I came home with. He said he may not even notice it was on. I believed him that it was a low intensity rub so I slathered it all over his balls. Well, Lion was wrong. It was the same intensity as Icy Hot. His balls were on fire. Last night I wasn’t taking any chances. I simply dabbed the Linnex on one area. He said it took five minutes to work. I fired up (pardon the pun) Mr. Weenie and let the five minutes tick away. Nothing.

I still wasn’t tempted to rub it all over his balls. I dabbed a little bit more on the same area and continued with Mr. Weenie. A short time later, Lion said he could feel it heating up. He said it was getting very hot. I don’t know if it was because he now had a double dose in the same spot, if the first application was finally working, or if I just didn’t get enough on the first time. Between Lion squirming because I was edging him and because of the Linnex, I took him a stroke too far and wound up with another salvaged orgasm. That wasn’t the plan.

He was supposed to wait until tonight for his orgasm. It wasn’t going to be during a fire balls experiment. It was just going to be a nice night of edging, culminating in an orgasm. I wanted Lion to be very horny. After all this talk of being broken, I wanted him to be fairly desperate to come. Now I have to wait. I’m not concerned with his having to wait. I don’t like to wait. That’s why he had so many orgasms last year.

So far this year has started off poorly. We’ll have to right our course once we both feel 100% better.

[Lion — It’s not so horrible. My first wait from December 24 to January 1 was 8 days. The wait that culminated last night was 6 days. My 2017 average is 7 days. If I wait until next Sunday, the wait will be 8 days again.]

Today is the first of the year. I was talking to my son the other day. His birthday is a few days after Christmas. I asked if he was staying up till midnight last night. He wasn’t since he had to work the next morning. Then he said something I’ve often said myself about milestones: It’s just another day. Very true! If we didn’t have a calendar in front of us, we wouldn’t know when a birthday or the new year rolled around. It would be just another day. Do I feel any different today than I did yesterday? Just because the calendar says I’m another year older, do I feel older? Nope. It’s just a psychological thing. 2016 was bad for a lot of people. I’m not sure it was particularly good or bad for me. It just was.

As I write this, I’m wondering if I should be using January 1 as a milestone. It’s an easier day to remember than March 26th, for example. But maybe I should be using the date Lion first went into the chastity device. Our chastiversary, as I call it. I don’t know exactly what date that is off the top of my head, but it seems like a reset should begin then rather than January 1. [Lion — January 9]

What the hell am I talking about? Lion’s orgasms per year. Yesterday I said he had 57 in 2016. [Lion — I was wrong. It was 58] If it’s important to keep track, and I’m not entirely sure it matters, we need a starting point. Should it be from the beginning of the year or from our chastiversary? Up to now, it’s been from the beginning of the year and I don’t have a problem keeping it that way. I just now thought it might be better the other way. No real preference. Lion and I will talk and see which way makes sense.

Now, when I was working from a scheduled orgasm date, I had Lion set up with orgasms on Christmas eve, Christmas day, New Year’s eve and New Year’s day. He didn’t like the idea of two days in a row. No problem. Several weeks ago I scrapped the idea of a schedule. His last orgasm was Christmas eve. At that point, I decided he wouldn’t have another one until the new year. It would only be eight days or so. He could make it. And then he became “broken”. His interest in sex waned. Even when I can edge him, I don’t think he really cares if he has an orgasm.

A few days ago, my head cold went south to my lungs. I have a similar cough as Lion has been dealing with. I don’t think it’s hitting me quite as hard, but it’s still annoying. I just didn’t feel like playing with Lion last night. However, I never told him we wouldn’t be playing. He got upset.

I’ve never gotten upset when Lion doesn’t want to play or can’t play because he’s “broken”. I did get a little upset when we didn’t have our traditional cinnamon rolls on Christmas day, but only for a minute. What’s the big deal about having them the next day? Absolutely nothing. So what’s with Lion? He knew I was sick. He must have heard me wheezing and coughing. Why would he expect to play? I think it’s because his mind was still on the New Year’s eve and New Year’s day orgasms. Even though I’d given up on the schedule months ago.

The bottom line is that there was a breakdown in communications. Somewhere along the way, Lion didn’t realize I’d given up on the schedule or I didn’t realize he hadn’t. As well as we’ve been communicating, we still need to do more. I don’t think we’ll ever go back to the way it was, but clearly we slip up from time to time.

Maybe there’s a lot more reason for wiping the slate clean.