The other day I wrote about keeping FLR and domestic discipline alive during Lion’s recovery. I’ll need to keep my eyes and ears open, and point out when he strays from the rules. I won’t be enforcing them, but he should still be aware when he breaks one.

Last night, in the shower, I came up with another idea. I haven’t hashed out all the details yet, but  think I have a good start. When Lion makes a respectful request, he’ll get one penny. When he makes a rude request, he loses two pennies.

For example, if he asks politely for a glass of water, one penny added. If he tells me to get him his medication, two pennies gone. I believe his drug-addled mind can still tell the difference between right and wrong. He should have more pennies added than taken away.

What’s the prize for accumulating all those pennies? Off the top of my head, I’m thinking he might get a pass on an upcoming punishment night once the rules are reinstated. A certain amount of pennies might equate to a pound or two to save him from a weekly weigh-in. Maybe I’ll bring him a special treat in exchange for some pennies.

Lion is usually reluctant to cash in reward coupons. I won’t give him a choice this time. I’ll decide what those pennies are good for. And when. All he can do is earn them or lose them.

It’s taken me a long time to figure out that the secret to giving Lion rewards is to take away his ability to decide not to use them. My Lion is a good boy and he deserves to be rewarded accordingly.

One of the easiest ways to show Lion my power is to make him wear diapers. He puts them on, we wears them, he pees, he changes them when indicated, and I watch him walk around the house. No muss, no fuss. On my part, that is. The only thing easier is nail polish. I put it on him and he doesn’t have to do a thing. Every time he looks at his toes he sees it. It’s painless for both of us. Diapers are not painless for him.

Obviously, there’s no real pain involved. It’s just a figurative pain in the ass to wear them. They make him hot. They sag when they’re wet. He has to think about peeing so it doesn’t leak out of the diaper. He has to sit in pee until he’s allowed to change into a new diaper, and then he is sometimes required to wait until he has to pee again before he changes so he’s always in a wet diaper. It’s evil. And I don’t have to do a thing.

This morning Lion hit upon another thought. If I make him wear a diaper after his surgery, I’ll have to be the one changing the diaper. I’m not sure that’s entirely true, though. If he can put underwear on, he can put a diaper on. We have both the pull-up kind and the traditional kind. He can certainly change the pull-up kind by himself. However, if I have to do it, it will give me even more power over him. “Look at this mess you’ve made. You smell like pee.” I can see where that would be very humiliating.

I do think I’ll have to wait until after his surgery to see what his state of mind is. If he’s already worried I won’t want to be with him because he can’t help me, I don’t want to humiliate him. Don’t kick a Lion when he’s down. If he’s upset because he’s in pain or can’t find a comfortable position, I don’t want to make things more difficult. The truth is, neither of us knows how he will react to the surgery. We can assume he’ll be a big bundle of pain, but with ice and pain meds, he may be okay. The trick is to plan for the worst and hope for the best.

I had an evil thought based on something I read a very long time ago. I could give Lion an enema and make him hold it for a certain length of time. If he can’t hold it he’d get punished. If he can hold it he’d get a reward. There are at least two issues with this idea.

How long can Lion normally hold an enema? Does that change depending on what he’s eaten, time since last meal, etc.? If I can’t establish an average wait time, I can’t give him a time to beat. If that wait time is contingent upon a variety of factors, I may not be able to give him a time to beat. It is, of course, possible to figure out a wait time based on the different factors. He might have to wait ten minutes under some circumstances and fifteen under others. I don’t know. Just throwing out numbers here.

The other major problem is that I am horrible at giving rewards. I thank Lion when he does something well. I tell him he’s a good boy. I tell him he’s been doing a very good job at X. But an actual reward usually escapes me. What kind of reward do I give him? He gets more orgasms (at least lately) than he can handle. My last reward was candy, but we’re dieting so that’s out. How do you reward a Lion who gets almost everything he wants anyway? (I’m not saying he’s spoiled. He’s just a very lucky boy.)

I’m not even sure Lion wants to do enema play. But if I want to, he has no choice. I don’t think this would be a regular occurrence. Unfortunately, in order to figure out the timing issue, it would have to be a somewhat regular occurrence to begin with. Or it could be used as punishment. Sometimes I give him a choice. Wear a diaper or get spanked, for example. It may be a choice between wearing a diaper or holding an enema for X amount of time.

Just an evil thought I had on the way to work. It doesn’t mean we’ll do it. It doesn’t mean we won’t.

Sometimes I wonder what we’re doing. I guess it’s similar to Lion not wanting to be punished and wishing he could just stop me from doing it. Lion has been fairly good lately. There hasn’t been any need for punishment this week. We’ve settled into an every other day or so orgasm schedule, depending on Lion’s allergies. Because he hasn’t been given an extended wait, he hasn’t been super horny so he hasn’t been in the cage. (He also had a doctor appointment today that required he be wild.) It’s been almost like autopilot. Maybe a self-driving car. We’re just along for the ride. So why do we need the cage at all? And who cares about the rules?

You can have male chastity without a cage. Once the keyholder or dominant partner takes control of the male’s orgasms, you’re practicing male chastity. Cage or not, if the male no longer has any say in when an orgasm occurs, he’s done. The cage may just be symbolic, as it is for us, or it may be needed to physically restrain the male from having an erection or trying to pleasure himself. I know there are times when Lion says it’s a good thing the cage is on because he’s so horny it is tempting to touch himself. I know he tries very hard not to cheat, but he has touched himself when he’s wild. For longer waits, it’s just safer to keep him locked up.

Lion also likes the security of having the cage on. It’s comfortable enough that he can forget it’s there, but when he feels it he knows that he belongs to me and no one else can play with my weenie. I am in control of when my weenie is wild and what sort of fun he’ll be having when he’s allowed out to play. When I lock him up after he’s been wild for a while, he complains about the cage. He’ll say he likes to be wild. I think he just doesn’t like the transition back into the cage.

The rules are in effect unless I suspend them for a certain reason. I may be lax in enforcing them from time to time, but they are in place to remind Lion that I am in charge. If he wants to interrupt me, he does so at his own peril. Some of them are stupid, nothing rules, like spilling food on his shirt. Why is that one still on the books? There’s actually a very good reason. It was created to give me practice at punishing him. We started out small. Since there’s really nothing I want to change about Lion, I had to pick something. I’m all but assured Lion will spill something at some point during the day. Nitpicky? Sure. But even when Lion is on his best behavior in other areas, I still get swatting practice for spillage.

Obviously, some of the rules are more important than spilling food on himself. Not eating before I do and not interrupting me are just good manners. We don’t have any rules that are for Lion’s safety (unless you count the safety of his buns) like telling a kid not to talk to strangers or look both ways before crossing the street. Lion has been taking care of himself for many years without reminders of how to keep himself safe. I really do need to work on some more rules, though. He needs to feel my power.