Nobody is as guilty as me of putting my paw firmly in mouth. I’ve been whining about discipline and my need for firm handling by Mrs. Lion. She is, by nature, a sweet, gentle, non-assertive soul. I come along trying to make rules for myself, define the punishments for infractions, and then expect Mrs. Lion to follow my lead. Talk about topping from the bottom!

In fact, it isn’t as black and white as that. But the point is that I work entirely too hard to be managed the way I think I should be. Since up to now Mrs. Lion had no better ideas, she has obligingly gone along. The result is that the experience is less satisfying than it should be for either of us. Today, in her post, the tide has turned. Mrs. Lion is calling the shots. She has created a new punishment; one I truly hate and fear — keeping me locked up with no playtime if I am naughty.

Our agreement, as she said, is for her to tease me every other day during my wait times. I really look forward to these sessions. I love the teasing. Later, of course, I regret it a bit since I am more horny than ever without release in sight. But I hate the idea of just being locked up with no stimulation much more. This is a punishment I don’t love to hate. I just hate it. Just the thought of days and days without attention, stewing in my own juices, puts fear in my heart. Mrs. Lion definitely found something I want to avoid. Combine that with extending my wait time and you have a truly repentant lion.

Every punishment I suggested, except additional wait time, involved some kind of stimulation, albeit painful. To me, pain is attention. I love attention. I really hesitated before suggesting increasing wait times because an extension would make me wait longer for Mrs. Lion’s attention.

The idea of being locked up without any stimulation for days on end is a truly joyless prospect for me. This is a classic example of the old adage:  Be careful what you wish for. More significantly to me, it brilliantly illustrates how hard I have been trying to retain control. Now I’m going to find out how it feels to really surrender.

The cage was my idea. Most of what we are doing came from me and fits a longstanding fantasy of mine. Until now, deep down, I believed that whether or not I am in this cage is up to me. Under that fantasy was, I think, a wish to surrender sexual control. Mrs. Lion’s latest edict has, for the first time, given me a real taste of how this new world will be for me. I am starting to realize that I have nothing to say about my cage or sex life. It’s scary.

Things are tightening up around the lion’s den. Mrs. Lion has also been thinking about an activity which I admit that I love to hate: spanking. When we got home from our long weekend, Mrs. Lion gave me the four hard swats called for in my Naughty Lion coupon. She used a hardwood (bloodwood) paddle with a very rough anti-skid tape applied to one side. I could feel every grain of that tape with each swat. THe next night she commented as she plugged my ass, that my cheeks were still rosy from my spanking.  She said she could see the markings from the non-skid tape.

I know that Mrs. Lion has wanted to provide more lasting sensation after a spanking. I admit that I would like that too. She has had very limited success marking me (bruising). In her defense, I have to say that over the years tops who spanked me have had similar complaints. I don’t mark easily. In her post  the other day, she wrote that she thought the heavy, wooden spoon would mark me. It should, but last time she used it, there were no lasting marks. Over the years I have learned that creating marks takes a special sort of swat. Many tops, including me, like to leave a “souvenir” or two on the bottoms we spank. Mrs. Lion does know exactly the right spot to swat me (green circles). She does that knowing full well I will feel it most there. I do and yelp each time she hits me. I think she likes my yelps.

When you go for a marking swat it is administered alone; that is, a long pause is taken both before and after administering it. One top warned me by saying, “I’m going to mark you now.” Markng requires an implement with a small surface area and a long enough handle to give good leverage. The large wooden spoon is a very good choice. The back of that spoon is fiendishly small. In the image of my butt (above),  you can see the the areas circled in red represent the prime locations for marks. Ideally, one per cheek will assure that the spanking will be remembered long after it is done. Within that sweet spot, lower and toward the crack is most tender and most memorable locations for bruises. Using the implement a very hard swat is required for the desired result.

I know that many couples don’t include spanking in their chastity lifestyle. We do because it is something that turns me on, at least before and after the fact. During the spanking I am always sorry I asked for it. Mrs. Lion has worked hard to overcome her feelings about “hurting” me. I am very grateful that she is so successful in providing this stimulation. While not every caged male will find spanking a useful part of the enforced chastity experience, it is something worth discussing and  potentially exploring. It certainly works for me.

 

By bedtime Tuesday, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Lion will be recaged. I’ve decided his next orgasm will be on September 9. He will have the opportunity to earn both rewards and punishments. I will determine if the rewards and punishment change that date. He may earn swats instead of time added, for example.

I have also decided that if he does, in fact, earn an added day, he cannot use a love coupon to nullify it. That would be cheating, my pet. However, I never really addressed using multiple coupons at once. Assuming he has not earned the addition of another day or more, could he use two coupons to move his time up by two days? Or could he move up a day and be allowed to choose the type of orgasm? I think I will decide for each wait time. This time he can use multiple coupons with the exception of not being able to deduct a day if he earns a day as punishment. If I do not give Lion specific rules at the beginning of a wait time then he may use any combination of coupons.

Lion is correct. I will begin anal training again. It made no sense to do it this weekend because he was sick. By next weekend he may be sorry he feels better. With no more trips to get ready for, I’ll have plenty of time to pay attention to him. As he knows, attention is not necessarily a good thing.

Lion wrote about his latest ruined orgasm and suggests that he be punished for ejaculating without permission. Number one, we never had an agreement about that. I can’t just retroactively decide to enforce a rule I make today for something that happened days ago. Number two, I think he’s looking for ways to be punished.

After our eight hour drive yesterday (we always forget to factor in stops along the way) as we were setting up the RV, we had a leaky hose. Lion asked me to look at it to see where the leak was coming from. I did and started to tell him. He interrupted. When I snapped at him and finished my assessment of the leak he told me to check again because it couldn’t possibly be leaking from that point. This remark is dangerously close to something my ex would say. I rechecked the leak and, no surprise, it was leaking from the same spot I saw it the first time.

What Lion didn’t realize is that I brought some of his Good Lion and Naughty Lion coupons with us. As soon as we were all set up I wrote out a Naughty Lion coupon for his remark. He says he’s sorry he ever made them. Of course he wouldn’t be saying that if he had earned a Good Lion coupon first. He was to get four hard swats as punishment.

Then we went to dinner. Lion had oysters. Squishy things that don’t look appetizing at all. He said they were great. He followed that up with rare prime rib. It was still mooing. A few hours later, he had what I assume is food poisoning. He was up half the night in pain.

Needless to say, he didn’t get his punishment. Nor did he get his orgasm. As he said, it’s not the end of the world. I didn’t tell him we’ll try again in December. Things happen that delay plans. I think the reason I was so upset the other night, other than the fact that he was disappointed, is that I don’t have much to offer except my word, and I went back on my word that he’d have an orgasm.

We still have a lot of work to do. I’m sure I’ll disappoint him again. He needs to handle it better. I do too. But we’re in this for the long haul. We’ll figure it out.

[Lion — I didn’t suggest punishing me for not controlling my orgasms. I said that it seemed fair that I take some responsibility for it. I did say that others who have been trained this way did get spanked or something when they had an “accident”. In this case, I am not looking for punishment. I just think I should help by holding back.Negative reinforcement seems logical to me.]