Today is my scheduled orgasm day. Between hurting my back and my bonus orgasm, I am not as crazy horny as usual. That doesn’t mean I’m not ready, willing, and able to squirt for Mrs. Lion. I will be a very grateful lion tomorrow. Most of the time I don’t think about my chastity device or the fact that it prevents me from erection and orgasm. That, I suppose, is because sex isn’t on my mind most of the time. But when my thoughts drift in that direction, things change drastically.

Like times when I am driving and I start to think about some of my sexual adventures. I’m sure you know what I mean; some hot memories are way more entertaining than NPR. Sometimes the memories are rather vivid and I can feel a stirring between my legs. My hand drifts down and encounters…my cage. The same sort of thing happens at night when drifting off to sleep; sexy thought followed by touching my cage.

I can’t say that I am disappointed when I feel that steel barrier. I am not happy either. Usually, I mentally ask myself, “What were you thinking?” and then smile and remember that my penis doesn’t belong to me any more. It belongs to Mrs. Lion. She only lets me use it to pee. When we were first starting out with this, I would get a bit aroused each time I had that thought. After nearly 11 months the thought evokes a bemused sigh. When I’m thinking more rationally, I have to admit that my sex life has taken a big turn toward the better over these last months. Ironically, by losing control of my cock, I seem to be having way more fun. Lions are more complex critters than I thought.

Before I suggested we try enforced chastity, I thought about what my wish for this meant. I am not a submissive person. I’ve been an active top and BDSM educator for almost 30 years. I have always enjoyed bottoming, but that was restricted to individual sessions, not full time. Obviously there is no comfortable label for my current state. Poor Mrs. Lion. No wonder it is hard for her to figure out what I want.

Most of the time I like to end a post with a pithy explanation I think you might find helpful. This one ends with me puzzled. I have no idea why I am so happy with our sex life that I don’t want anything to change. I live with a Mature Metal Jail Bird locked to my penis. I don’t always like that it is there, but I can’t think of any reason why I would want it permanently removed.  Let me know if you see something I don’t. Please.

Lion thinks he is letting me down by not giving me sex. Funny. I think I’m letting him down by not wanting sex. When I try to decide how I will play with him on a given night, I think how great it would be if I could just jump on him and go for a ride. Of course I could. But I’m talking about really wanting to do it.

As I edge him I’m trying to get him to a point that he will go out of his mind if I don’t let him come right that instant. I want him to be ready to burst at the seams. And if I do let him come I want him to see stars and fireworks.

Lion has always been a horny being. He does have his off days, but for the most part he’s ready to go at all times. He says he gets turned on just by thinking about me. I have always been less horny. I don’t know if it’s a female thing or what. I do love snuggling with him and when he bends over in front of me it’s a very yummy sight, but it doesn’t get my juices flowing. I guess I have to make it more of a priority. But what if it’s something I can’t control? I don’t think I want to go through any hormone treatment. When is it ok to not want sex? When will Lion stop feeling like it’s a failure on his part?

Last night Lion told me he was horny. All I said was, “Really?” Then he pouted that I laughed at him for being horny. I said the calendar still showed December 5th. There’s nothing I could do. He said I could do something if I wanted to. That is true. If I wanted to. Instead, I rubbed his balls and all around the cage, listening to him purring.

Lion then said he has coupons he can use. Yes, he does. I know he’s conflicted about using them. And I’ve said I wouldn’t have given them to him if I didn’t want him to use them. Maybe he’s just waiting me out figuring eventually I will give him a bonus orgasm. Always a possibility. In fact, in the middle of the night I was thinking I might give him one tonight. But that was then. Now I’m not so sure.

He will not knowingly to try sway me. Sure, he grumbles and sighs. And hints. And sometimes whines. This does not usually have any effect. Well, that’s not true. It amuses me.  So what does sway me?

There is not just one thing that does it. Sometimes it’s him bucking into my hand. Sometimes it’s the noises he makes. Sometimes I just need to taste him. It definitely is my decision. So will he get to come tonight? I’ll decide that while I’m playing with him.

Lion already knows when his next orgasm will be. I told him a few days ago when we were discussing his wait times. I thought about changing it, maybe making it longer so we can see if the six day issue is every six days. If he had to wait fourteen days then would day six and twelve be similar? For now I’ve left it at nine days. I can always extend the next wait.

For tonight’s orgasm he has requested that I do more of a buildup to the main event. Oddly enough, he doesn’t share my love of immediately going for gold. I’m being sarcastic. I hate when he does the same thing to me. Usually I do build up slowly, but I didntlast time. It resulted in a meager amount of ejaculate followed by a slow oozing for a while afterwards. Tonight I will pay more attention to him.

Sometimes I like to tease him to the point that I think he will just go out of his mind if I don’t finish him off. Not necessarily edging him. Just getting him so turned on that even if I stopped he’d be in danger of a full orgasm if the wind hit him just right. I bet he won’t be disappointed tonight. I’ve got some nice plans for him. And then he’ll have his nine day wait to look forward to.