fisting hand position
fisting hand position

Last night I dug around in a plastic bin and came up with a few more butt plugs. They might not have been what I was looking for but I’ll take what I can get. One looked a little too big to use right now. The other one was a good size. I didn’t compare them to the last one I used.

Lion didn’t have any trouble taking it. I’m sure it wasn’t much bigger if it was bigger at all. If anything, it was just longer. Sometimes that’s a problem all by itself. Even when I moved it quicker, he only made a few murmurs of discomfort. Part of it is the lube, I think. It’s really good stuff (Eros, click name to go to Amazon to buy it). A little goes a long way. As a matter of fact, when I dip the butt plug into it, only a thin coating sticks and that seems to be enough.

[Lion — I did a bunch of fisting research and this lube is highly recommended by experts. So far, I can say that anal has never been more comfortable than it is now. Also, pegging is generally done with dildos. Mrs. Lion is using butt plugs. They are much more difficult to handle going in and out due to their shape.]

I only pegged him for a short time. I don’t know why. I guess the first time was longer because I had to keep moving up in size. Maybe I wasn’t really prepared to do it longer. I suppose if he’d had more difficulty accepting it, I would have taken my time. I’ll have to be ready tonight.

Lion has requested I use my fingers tonight. There’s definitely a difference. I can add fingers or wiggle them. I’m sure the sensation changes. I can also feel when he relaxes. Last night he asked if he was staying open when I removed the butt plug. Between the lighting and his position, I couldn’t really tell. I should be able to tell tonight.

I’m still not sure I’m looking to fist him. I’ll be happy if he can just be more comfortable taking things up his ass. The size of the object doesn’t really matter.

Aside from anal training, we didn’t do anything else. He was snoozing a lot. He seems to be sleeping a little better at night so I’m sure the afternoon/evening snoozes will lessen. But there’s nothing wrong with a snooze here and there. Everyone needs to recharge their batteries.

hairless arm pits and nipples
Here I am, freshly waxed. I don’t think my hairless pits and nipples look effeminate.

While I think I will always be concerned about people discovering that I wear a male chastity device, I’m no longer self-conscious about shedding my body hair. Apparently, the world has become much more tolerant of male body grooming. There are quite a few products aimed at helping guys remove hair.

I have an obvious interest in the subject since I have been removing body hair for many years. If you’re wondering what this has to do with enforced male chastity, let me explain. Male chastity represents a significant deviation from the stereotypical view of the male. We are supposed to be sexually aggressive and in control of sexual situations. While we are expected to be considerate and obtain permission to mount a female, we are to be the initiators. Women have the absolute right to say no, but they aren’t expected to initiate sexual activity.

Obviously, if a woman locks her partner’s penis in a chastity device and keeps the key, she has the exclusive right to initiate or withhold sex. This is not the norm, but the practice is clearly gaining popularity. Even without the hardware, it appears that initiating sex has become more democratic. While it may not be encouraged, female initiation is certainly acceptable.

In the 70s and 80s, this wasn’t the case. Traditional, male-dominant mating behavior was the overwhelming practice. Also, men didn’t remove or trim body hair. Sure, there were exceptions, me being one of them, but modified body hair was rare enough to draw disapproving stares when encountered.

There was a general sense that male grooming, particularly removal of body hair was effeminate. After all, women removed body hair to make themselves more appealing to men. Since women were expected to accept men au naturel, any mail attempt at grooming couldn’t be intended to appeal to women.

As women’s liberation extended to more and more people, I think that women began to feel free to express preferences regarding male grooming. For the record, the first woman I bottomed to, tied me down and shaved my pubic hair telling me she really didn’t like hairy men. She also shaved my underarms. I found that scandalous.

She didn’t attempt to rationalize her actions. Later, much later, she said that men didn’t like women with hairy pits and pubes, why shouldn’t women have a similar preference? Mrs. Lion has made it clear that she has no preference in terms of my personal grooming. I’ve learned to prefer myself hair free. In fairness to her, she is neutral on the subject of me wearing a chastity device. That doesn’t mean she has no strong feelings about me and sex. Just that she doesn’t care whether I use a mechanical device to prevent masturbation or just use willpower to prevent it. She understands I find wearing a chastity device exciting and is happy to indulge my kink.

That doesn’t mean she doesn’t care. Since I’ve expressed my desire to be locked in a chastity device, she will enforce my choice. From the very start she made it clear that if I say I want to be locked up, I will be locked up and I don’t get to change my mind.

Due to the recent health issues I’ve had, I’ve been allowed to be wild. Mrs. Lion has not required me to wear my device. We haven’t had that “talk” yet where she will resume the hard line requiring 24/7 device wearing. I have the feeling that the time has come for that.

I do enjoy times when I’m allowed to be wild. During those times I can have erections. Obviously, when locked up, erections are impossible. On Saturday night Mrs. Lion unlocked me and attempted to edge me. I had no luck getting particularly excited. I don’t understand why this happened. I wonder if it’s tied to the stricter chastity device regime. Since she is showing no sign of leaving my device off, we’ll see if my ability to get to the edge returns even though I’m caged.

Meanwhile, she’s removed all of my body hair, other than my arms. She waxes me. There is a very nice side effect to being waxed. The hair grows back is finer and sparser. Even though it’s been several months since she’s waxed my chest and legs, they don’t look nearly as hairy as they did before she began waxing me.

Waxing is difficult for her. I really appreciate her efforts to keep me bare. I’ve grown to really enjoy the hairless look. I don’t think I can be mistaken for a female just because my body hair is gone. Thankfully, in 2019 most guys wouldn’t be overly disturbed in the presence of a hairless lion. I imagine that most women rather like the look.

Male submission, on the other hand, is not widely considered acceptable. Apparently social norms change more slowly than fashion. Even well established dominant women are careful about being too overt in front of the general public. Both within and outside of the BDSM community, female-dominant behavior is considered kinky.

There have been some inroads. It’s no longer considered strange if a woman picks up the check in a restaurant. 20 years ago such behavior would have drawn unfavorable attention. Popular women’s magazines feature articles on female-dominant activities like pegging and spanking. Yes, they are discussed in terms of being bedroom games, but that doesn’t matter. The general public is being educated on how to do very dominant things to men.

I’ve often referred to the fact that study after study reveals that more than 80% of both men and women fantasize about spanking and being spanked. Articles about spanking appear regularly in mainstream magazines. Look at how popular “50 Shades of Gray” has been. That story featured a male-dominant theme. However, it treated sensation play and BDSM in general as something central to the theme. The public ate it up.

It’s not surprising that those of us who practice male chastity often adopt other power-related activities. Female sexual dominance has definitely entered the mainstream. Wearing a chastity device may be a fringe, kinky practice. But spanking, pegging, and taking the sexual initiative is definitely a mainstream female practice. We live in marvelous times!

lion on knees for pegging
I’m in position for the pegging and spanking owed to me.
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Thursday night, Mrs. Lion brought out the Box O’Fun. I groaned inwardly. I was tired and not feeling very frisky. Of course, that’s why we have the box, to prevent inertia from setting in. I picked a card. Mrs. Lion opened it, folded it back up and put it in the box.

“Pick another card.”

“Why,” I asked.

“It’s spanking again. We just did that.”

I dutifully picked another card. Mrs. Lion looked at it and frowned.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Pegging. I don’t want to do that now.”

“That’s fine with me,” I said.

Mrs. Lion put the box away. This was a new situation. We had agreed to perform what the card said immediately. But we just went Meh and went about our business. This isn’t a good precedent. Now what? I suggest that we carry out the activity (pegging) as soon as possible. Last night we snuggled, but Mrs. Lion didn’t elect to “make up” the two Box O’Fun activities. Maybe she will be in the mood today.

It’s been a couple of months since my last anal visit. It isn’t my favorite activity. It’s not pleasant for me. Mrs. Lion resists it because anal requires prep and work to initiate it.

This is an activity that emotionally turns me on and, when I think about it, I feel particularly submissive. I also like the challenge of working up to larger dildos and plugs. In short, I both love and hate it. I think that since we agreed to abide by the cards drawn, we owe the Box two activities. I selected a spanking, then a pegging. By rights, we should do both.

After all, the reason for the box is inspiration. Mrs. Lion is way too kind sometimes. I almost never want to have things up my ass. Mrs. Lion will agree to let me avoid penetration if I object. The box can’t hear my objections. When it comes to punishment, Mrs. Lion’s hearing isn’t very good either. My objections fall on deaf ears. I suppose she may want to tune out when I don’t want to play. I like that idea.

We’ve tried a lot of things over the years. Some have worked and some haven’t. Why? I’m not exactly sure but I have a theory. Well, first, it has to be a good idea. Having Lion stand on his head in the corner as punishment is just not doable. Making him get the mail naked is similarly not doable. But even if I think it’s a good idea, I think I sabotage things. Not necessarily on purpose. But if it isn’t an easy thing to do, I’ll stop doing it.

I have several examples. Taking Lion downstairs to play in the swing may not seem difficult, but it’s definitely not as easy as playing on the bed. Restraining him to the bed is definitely not as easy as not restraining him to the bed. Pegging Lion so I’ll be able to fist him is not as easy as not pegging him. This is not to say I won’t do these things. I just won’t do them often. And pegging requires a lot of time and consistency, and I don’t think it will ever happen.

Why did the chastity device work? It was easy. I don’t have to do anything. Every other day I have to unlock him and play with him. Simple! I even upped it to most days. It’s really not that difficult. You know what’s easier? Having him wild. I don’t have to do a thing when I want to play with him. It’s a couch potato’s dream! (No, Lion, I’m not saying I don’t want you caged.)

I think I have to be very careful about what I’m willing to commit to. No, I didn’t think the cage would last. I figured I’d just wait Lion out and it would be done in a matter of weeks. But then something weird happened. It became part of a routine. It really wasn’t hard for me to unlock him and lock him back up. I mean, sometimes the cage can be a little difficult to work with, but it’s really not that hard.

We do have our cycles of not playing as much as Lion would like. I tend to go right for the edging and ignore the fact that he likes to be restrained or have clothespins on his balls. When I realize what’s happening I try to throw in more BDSM. I don’t usually remember diapers or panties unless Lion mentions them. We’ve got hundreds and hundreds of diapers and we don’t use them much. And it’s pretty much my fault.

I don’t want to do diapers just because Lion mentions diapers. That makes it seem like he’s running the show. But now that I’ve thought of it on my own…I see a wet butt in Lion’s immediate future.