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In: Mrs Lion Comments, Ruined orgasm

Lion has a new suggestion. He keeps saying he shouldn’t be making suggestions and, yet, here he goes again. In truth, I don’t mind his suggestions. I smile when he says he shouldn’t make suggestions. I know he can’t really help himself. I’ve learned to listen to the suggestions and decide on my own whether we’ll be incorporating them into our relationship.

His latest suggestion, as I’m sure you’ve read in his post this morning, is for him to receive ruined orgasms more often. Regular orgasms would be for special occasions. I told him I’ll think about it. So far, what I think is that I don’t like ruined orgasms. I also think Lion changes his mind more often than the proverbial woman.

In addition to saying he shouldn’t be making suggestions, he’s said he doesn’t like ruined orgasms and he doesn’t like orgasms on special occasions. Sometimes I feel like I need a scorecard to keep track. Recently he said a ruined orgasm is more like a regular orgasm than he realized. Now he wants them because they aren’t like a regular orgasm.

I suppose there’s no real harm in trying ruined orgasms for a while. It’s just another experiment. We can adjust as necessary. We can stop if we decide it just isn’t working. Or we can continue if it is. Maybe this is Lion’s way of making things un-boring for me. What a guy! Always thinking of me.

[Lion — I don’t remember contradicting myself on the subject of ruined orgasms. My feeling is that a ruined orgasm is like a much more intense edging session. The let down is harder. I made this suggestion to offer a way for Mrs. Lion to have her ejaculate and eat it too, so to speak. A ruined orgasm should produce semen. It also has the same sort of frustrating sensations for me as edging. Given that, I figured a full orgasm could be much less frequent than it is now without losing the ejaculate she likes. That’s all.]

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In: Ruined orgasm, Lion's Journal

Our sexual pattern has two steps: The first is edging. I’m edged almost every night. The second step is full orgasm. I get one of these on average, every six days. Thee may be another step that would really delay full orgasm, but still  let me ejaculate on schedule.

It’s been a long time since I thought about “ruined” orgasms. I don’t think that is a fair name for this particular activity. A ruined orgasm is achieved by stimulating the penis until ejaculation is inevitable and then stopping the stimulation.

This is widely regarded as a cruel trick to play on the hapless male. I disagree. It’s actually an interesting take on ejaculation. From a purely physical perspective, this broken orgasm — a much better term in my book — usually doesn’t fully drain the male’s supply of semen. If he has semen left, he is capable of another orgasm, sometimes more than one more if the succeeding orgasms are also broken.

This can be a lot of fun. The broken orgasm doesn’t feel as good as a full one. The continuing stimulation of a full orgasm allows wave after wave of muscle constriction that empties his semen supply. The orgasmic sensations continue until he is done. I prefer the full orgasm if I have a choice. However, I have to admit that I like the broken ones too.

While thinking about this, I realized that a potentially fun variant on orgasm control might be using broken orgasms as part of the process. In my case, Mrs. Lion gives me an orgasm on average about once a week. Often I get one after only four or five days of waiting.

We’ve had this pattern for years. We both like it when I come. Many other guys have to wait much longer. Usually, they’ve asked their partners to push them by making them wait weeks, or sometimes months between orgasms. I never had any particular fascination with this sort of wait. For an experiment Mrs. Lion made me wait 28 days last year. It wasn’t all that horrible for me. I also didn’t particularly like it or feel proud I made it.

Currently, I get edged, brought to the edge of orgasm, over and over, then left hanging almost every night I don’t get to come. Last night I was edged with the Magic Wand. Mrs. Lion and I like this form of play. When she does let me come, there is generally a two day wait before I really want sex again. Yes, I can be edged the next day, but I’m not all that enthusiastic. That’s what got me thinking about a third level of activity,

What if instead of a full orgasm, I get a broken one on the days when Mrs. Lion would have made me come. I could even get two on those days. And, every so often, at much longer intervals I am surprised with a full one. This would certainly add more suspense to our sexual play. It would also add a lot more value to full orgasms since I would get so few of them.

I think this would work for us. We don’t particularly like long waits between ejaculations. So, my frequency could remain the same as it is now. But full orgasms could be reserved for special times. I could end up getting one only a few times a year.

This idea appeals to me. I think it offers a new dimension of sexual teasing to our relationship. Up until now, Mrs. Lion almost never plans a broken orgasm for me. She knows I’m not fond of them. For the record, I’m not fond of them the same way I’m not fond of edging. I like to come. If I can’t come, edging is exciting and keeps me interested in getting off.

Broken orgasms would be an escalation of edging. I still hope for a full orgasm, but a broken one, like edging, is better than none. I don’t know how Mrs. Lion will feel about this idea. Maybe she’ll want to try it. I think it could be fun for both of us. Mrs. Lion agreed to think about it. I hope she decides to try.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments, Ruined orgasm, Spanking

Lion got his punishment spanking last night for interrupting. What he didn’t expect, however, was the return of the punishment stool.

At a certain point in his whomping, he rolled away. I told him to get his butt back and he complied. However, he kept doing it. I asked if I needed to start over. A few times when he rolled away he told me he’d had enough. I disagreed. Finally I told him he was getting more swats than he would have because he kept rolling away. He managed to stay still.

I made his rosy butt sit on the punishment stool for four minutes. It seemed like a long time to me but it went by quickly. Of course, it wasn’t my sore butt sitting on a scratchy welcome mat. I’m sure it felt like an hour to Lion. He asked if his butt was pock-marked. It wasn’t.

The punishment stool was not the only surprise Lion got last night. I edged him over and over again. At some point I decided I was going to do a ruined orgasm. I think I’ve only ever done that once or twice on purpose. The trick was to hit the sweet spot between edging and orgasm. I managed to do it. When he recovered a little he said he thought I might be able to do it again. I didn’t want to even if he could have. Once is enough for me.

I don’t have a reason why I gave him a ruined orgasm. I guess I just wanted to see if it really does keep him horny. This morning, when he sent me the morning email, he had “Day 1” on it. It wasn’t really an orgasm. Does it reset the clock? We couldn’t decide. It’s really only a guideline anyway. A good way for me to keep track of his wait. Not that it matters how long he’s waited, but it’s nice to know. “Oh, look at that. It’s been eleven days. Huh.”

When we play tonight, barring any distractions, we’ll see if he’s still horny or if the clock was reset. I don’t have any predictions.

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In: Edging, Mrs Lion Comments, Orgasm, Ruined orgasm

As I was cleaning the last part of the house Lion announced that our company had landed at the airport. It will take them some time to deplane, gather their bags, pick up the rental car and drive here, but we made it. The house is clean. The Lions are excited. And now we wait.

I have just enough time to tell you about last night’s activities. I didn’t think there would be any. We were both tired and we were watching reruns of TV shows. We gave the dog her ice cream and Lion mentioned we hadn’t even snuggled yet. He said, “You never know what might pop up.”

Oh, I know.

True to his word, something popped up. As I was edging him I was toying with the idea of giving him a ruined orgasm. I was getting him closer and closer to the edge each time and he was almost sweating. Then I decided to stop. Lion was panting. I often give him a quick suck when I’m done edging him. He started bucking into my mouth and even put his hand on my back as “encouragement”. I didn’t like it when I pulled away. He wanted more. So I gave it to him.

It took longer than I expected but eventually I got the yummy crème filling. Now Lion was really panting. Just what he wanted! Me too. I love crème filling.