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Lion is able to work from home today. His office is near a mall so making his way past the Black Friday shoppers would have been impossible. I am lucky enough to have four days off.  It’s nice to have a long weekend with Lion.

On Wednesday he almost missed his window for contacting me. As you may recall, he must send some sort of message to me each workday before noon. The other day my email came at 11:50. Very close! While I was waiting I made a decision. I know he’s been very busy at work. He would have a valid reason for not finding time to email me. But I decided that if he missed the deadline he should still receive a punishment. However, his swats would not have been as hard as usual.

I thought it was important to maintain some sort of punishment even if he has a good excuse. Of course, I didn’t need to do it since my pet followed instructions. But now he knows there will be consequences even with a valid excuse. And I’m proud of myself for this. Usually I look for any excuse not to follow through on a punishment. Maybe I am evolving.

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In: Edging, Keyholder, Male Chastity, Male Control (training), Mrs Lion Comments, Punishment, Sex

Last night Lion got six hard punishment swats with the rough side of the nasty paddle. He had eaten before I did at breakfast and he dropped his napkin at dinner. This time I told him he had to remain still or I would start again. I’ve never done that before. I gave him four swats and then told him he had two more coming. He took them all like a champ. And they were hard swats.

I inserted a larger butt plug. I think it is the same width as the smaller Njoy plug, but it is about three inches long and weighs quite a bit. He had a little trouble taking it. When I unplugged him about an hour later his buns were still rosy from the punishment swats. That rough paddle really does the trick.

Earlier in the day Lion said he wished he could lick me. I told him he could do it whenever he felt like it, but I didn’t want him to feel like he had to. He said he didn’t want to pressure me. Clearly we have issues in this area. I know he has trouble initiating so it always feels like he is forcing himself to do it. It’s sort of a catch-22. I don’t want to ask and he doesn’t want to pressure me. We have to find common ground.

When I had unplugged him, Lion asked if his front would be getting any attention. I told him I thought that could be arranged. I was thinking about just taking him out and exercising him. I wasn’t planning on edging him. What can I say? I love making him squirm. I edged him two or three times. Then, of course, I sucked him. And I kept playing with him while we snuggled. Then I asked him to lick me. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him move so fast. He gave me two or three orgasms. Forgive me for not being able to count. My mind (or rather the blood to my mind) was elsewhere.

While I did reap the benefits of him licking me, it was more for him than me. What would I do if Lion said I could no longer give him blow jobs? I wouldn’t be a happy person. I know he loves to give me orgasms too. So, I guess our common ground is that I will ask/allow him to do it more often whether I’m technically in the mood or not. I know I’ve said this before. But this time I am committed to it. I will never get back in the mood if I don’t try to prime the pump, so to speak.

Tonight I’ll use the clone dildo on Lion. Then I want to try out my nubby paddle. I know he’s very horny at this point but Mr. Weenie will not make an appearance tonight. He has four days to go and he should be getting grumbly soon. He’ll need to make sure the toddler doesn’t come out or he’ll be waiting longer.

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In: Lion's Journal, Male Chastity, Punishment

In case  you haven’t noticed, I generally write my posts the day before they are published. I do this because I want my evenings to be spent with Mrs. Lion. This wouldn’t be noticeable except for the fact that Mrs. Lion writes her daily post the same day it is published. This missive is available on Tuesday morning, even though I am writing it on Monday. Just sayin’.

Saturday was rather historic. Mrs. Lion firmly put her paw down and added a day to my wait. This never happened before. She wrote about it yesterday (Monday). I hated that delay. Sunday, though, was quiet and I didn’t feel particularly grumpy or horny, for that matter. But the punishment still rankled.

In her post, Mrs. Lion wrote that she didn’t tease me last night because she didn’t want me unbearably horny as a result. I may be digging my own grave, but I disagree. The point of the punishment was to teach me to watch my step. If it is to be effective, it should be as memorable as possible. Assuring that I remain tree-humping horny is a logical way to do it.

I know that Mrs. Lion is a very kind soul and it took all of her strength to make me wait another day. She couldn’t bear making things worse by teasing me Sunday night. Ok, Mrs. Lion, I want you to make it worse. Why? Because, like enforced chastity itself, it is only truly effective when the keyholder is in firm control.  I’m safely locked up. Making me feel the consequences of that lockup is a big reason why I am teased. If my wait is extended, it makes sense to make that extra time as difficult as possible. I would never say it at the time, but it is how I would hope it works.

That brings me to the other two pleasant surprises Sunday night: spanking and anal play. I’ve been giving spanking a lot of thought lately. This is partly due to the fact that Mrs. Lion had temporarily stopped, but also because I have a longstanding love/hate relationship with spanking. Mrs. Lion knows how to spank. She is very good with her hands, a strap, or a paddle. She knows just where to hit and has great aim.

Again, she is too kind. She wants me to be happy. She knows I like to be spanked and that it makes a good punishment for minor offenses. I think the trouble is that she really doesn’t want to hurt me. Why is that trouble? Because the key value of spanking is to “hurt” me enough to remind me to behave. There are two kinds of spankings: fun ones and discipline. Mrs. Lion gives great fun spankings. She builds up the intensity slowly enough for my endorphins to get going. A fun spanking takes at least 15 minutes, generally more. As the intensity builds, it feels better and better. Can you tell I love that?

Discipline, on the other hand has two objectives. The first is to make a point and to reinforce the control of the spanker. The second is more subtle. It is to train the recipient to accept punishment. I admit that I am terrible at that. When it really stings I tend to wriggle and roll over. Since Mrs. Lion doesn’t restrain me, either with bondage or by sitting on me, I can move quite a bit.

I should be required to stay still and accept my swats. Any moving should start the punishment again from the very beginning. Eventually, I will learn to accept my medicine. Also, Mrs. Lion is way too kind with the number of swats she administers. I know I am going to hate saying this, but the truth is that four swats aren’t enough to sting for more than a minute or two. Also, even rambunctious me can usually hold still for four. I don’t want to know how many swats I will get. I want to learn to just lie there and take my licks.

Mrs. Lion is probably wondering if I lost my mind. That’s a real possibility. But in this case I haven’t. That extra day of waiting taught me something valuable: when the punishment is strong, I feel it in a completely new way. It isn’t easy to articulate, but it feels “real”. When she added that day, for me the game was over. This was no longer something that I owned. It was the very first time that Mrs. Lion did something that I really didn’t want. She did it intentionally to punish me. That changes things in a big way for me. What I once thought would be sexy fun, like spanking, turned out to be real punishment that no longer felt like a game. I think spanking can also have that effect too.

I’m very proud of Mrs. Lion for her action. It had to be very difficult to hurt me. But she had good reason and it is what I asked her to do. Thank you, Mrs. Lion. No, I’m not going to say, “May I have Another?”

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In: Keyholder, Male Chastity, Mrs Lion Comments, Punishment

The other night, I was surprised to read that Lion was fed up with chastity. I knew he was horny. I knew he was frustrated. I just didn’t know he was close to ending our experiment. I have mixed feelings about it.

My first reaction was that I must be doing something wrong. I haven’t lived up to my end of the agreement. I haven’t been enforcing rules. I haven’t been doing the anal training as promised. All I’ve been doing is remaining consistent with the every other day play sessions, which is actually a huge step for me. But I need to do more.

My second reaction, coming very quickly after the first reaction, was “Tough crap!” We agreed to an end date of sometime in 2016. It’s not even 2015 and he wants to stop? No way! If I’m willing to stick with it then so should he. Granted I have less skin in the game, so to speak. I’m not the one wearing the cage. “All I have to do” is train him and be in charge of sex. Actually I’d say we’re fairly equal partners. He has to deal with the cage and not being in charge. I have to deal with being in charge and doing things to him that do nothing for me.

And, need I remind him, both being caged and the 2016 date were his ideas. So I’m chalking that post up to being a tree-humping horny Lion who was frustrated and lashing out. I hope that by adding another day to his misery, he will think before he has another toddler temper tantrum.

Because I’m a nice person, I did not tease him last night. I knew that would make the extra day unbearable for him. Making him hornier was not my intent. For this reason he enjoyed two hours with his favorite butt plug. Tonight he will receive his delayed orgasm. Unless, of course, he makes some other toddler statements between now and then.

He also got some punishment swats for dropping his napkin, dropping ice cubes, and eating before I did. Despite squirming during the swats he said he thought I held back. I don’t think I did. It was a different paddle than I’ve been using for his punishment swats. Perhaps it’s not mean enough. Duly noted, my pet.

It’s important to note that I do not want a docile Lion. I just don’t want a snarky Lion. Whining because he’s frustrated for being made to wait when he’s asked me to deny him will not be tolerated.