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Thursday night Mrs.Lion unlocked me for some teasing. I was absolutely ready to go. She did something different. She stroked me very slowly with long up and down movements. Her hand was in a different position too. It wasn’t very long before I wanted to help. I couldn’t stop myself. My hips pumped trying to fuck her hand. There were times years ago when I would be on my knees and Mrs. Lion would just hold my penis. I had to thrust to get stimulation. She would let me fuck her hand until I came. I liked that a lot. This experience was a little different but it immediately made me think back to those other times when I supplied all the movement.

What surprised me was what happened when I felt close to coming. I told her that I was going to come soon. She just said,

“Yes.”

And she kept stroking. In a few seconds I had a delicious, surprise orgasm. Later, I asked why she let me come. She said,

“You were working so hard thrusting, I just felt you should come.”

Wow, wow, wow. I was taken completely by surprise. This was a truly excellent treat. It had been five days since I had used my orgasm reward coupon, so I was at a high level of excitement. My next orgasm is scheduled for 9/30, only five days from Thursday’s surprise.

I am very mellow today. It feels great to have had release last night. Some males say they feel let down or depressed after orgasm. I don’t. I am happy and relaxed. Sex is not on my mind now.

Apparently, there is a wide range of post-orgasmic  reactions for males. Based on my reading around the Web, many of the guys who end up caged, have real letdowns or even depression for some time after coming. Maybe one reason they want to avoid orgasm is to avoid these feelings. Some have said that the tease-and-deny is ideal for them. They get the fun of massive arousal without the letdown if they orgasm.

I wonder how many caged males feel just fine after orgasm like me. My interest in being caged has nothing to do with how sex feels to me. I love it. It feels good before, during, and after. My interest is in surrendering control. Mrs. Lion gets that and her treatment of me reflects my particular kink.  The process has been evolutionary. Progress is steady.

I know that my contentment is temporary. By Sunday I will be extremely interested in coming. I may be tonight. However, my caging is not about orgasms. It’s about control. If my wait is a day, an hour, or a month, it is under Mrs. Lion’s control. I am very happy about that.

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In: Keyholder, Mrs Lion Comments, Sex

Some nights I tell myself that I will just play with Lion. I will not edge him. I’ll get him hard, but never quite take him that far. One of these days I might actually do it. But not last night. In all fairness, I didn’t edge him.

I was giving him a slow hand job while playing with his balls. As I moved down, he bucked up. And there was such a look of determination on his face, like the Little Engine That Could (I think I can, I think I can), I decided if he could get himself up that hill then he could have an orgasm. Of course, I was cheering him on by gripping his cock a little tighter and tickling his balls. I did wonder if he was both trying to come and not to come. A conflict of wanting release and not being sure if he was allowed to have it. Finally he asked if he could come. When I said yes, it didn’t take long. As a sort of additional reward I didn’t force him to eat it.

A long time ago I told Lion to masturbate using my hand instead of his. Last night was similar to that. I was a little more involved in the process this time in that I was moving my hand and playing with his balls. As I was thinking about it this morning I discovered why I like to make Lion work for his orgasm. In most other tasks, I am the one doing all the work. I’m spanking him. I’m pegging him. I’m riding him. I’m giving the hand job. I’m giving the blow job. Because Lion can’t maintain an erection while on top or standing, most of the heavy lifting falls on me. And, now that I’m thinking about it, maybe one of the reasons why I don’t care about sex so much is because I started seeing it as work. It became something that we don’t do together so much as I do it to him and I’m supposed to jump on the bandwagon. They say 90% of sex is in the brain. My brain appears to be shut down. It seems that caging my Lion has shown how much of our problems are my problems.

I’m sure you can tell that I start out writing a post about one thing and halfway through I come to a “brilliant” realization that other things are at work. Now if I could just figure out how to fix things, we’d be all set.

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In: Lion's Journal, Male Chastity, Sex

Yesterday, Mrs. Lion wrote her post about me being a sort of sexual toddler, wanting everything now. Much as I try to avoid such behavior and try to avoid topping from the bottom I still do it. I am both happy and a little worried that she will be upping the ante to better tame me. It’s the right thing for her to do.

All those months ago I asked Mrs. Lion to lock my penis in a small cage that prevents me from receiving any kind of sexual stimulation. I then asked her to tease me and make me want to get out and have orgasms. I also asked her to take charge of me sexually and behaviorally and punish me like a child if I break a rule. Am I out of my mind? I fear an objective observer would almost certainly suggest that I need help. Maybe I do.

Interest in enforced male chastity seems to be growing. There is a small-but-healthy marketplace for chastity devices and the Web abounds with sites devoted to this subject. I don’t think there is one key reason men want this, but I think I understand mine. From when I was a prepubescent boy I have always fantasized about being tied up and sexually teased. There is something buried deep inside me that likes surrendering control. I have always liked spanking and similar activities. It’s just the way I’m put together. But that alone isn’t enough to explain my current state. It certainly isn’t the norm among males who are in enforced chastity.

I think that a big reason for me, and maybe others, is that for some reason it became too painful to keep asking for sex. Rejection, even if not intended by my partner, is extremely painful for me. Mrs. Lion has a much lower interest in sex than I. Over the years that became painfully obvious to both of us. I did my best not to “bother” her about my needs after a while. She never rejected me or made me feel badly about being horny, but I knew that it was just me who wanted the sex.

This put distance between us. I was never very active as a masturbator. Generally, it didn’t feel all that good. So that wasn’t a particularly happy alternative to sex with Mrs. Lion, even if that sex was her masturbating me, which I have always loved.

Meanwhile, festering deep inside me were all those fantasies about being tied up, made to do things, being teased, spanked, etc. I  had talked about them with Mrs. Lion. She doesn’t share this interest with me, but on occasion she indulged me and we played. I loved that.

After a while, a long while, I realized that I was shutting down sexually and emotionally. Mrs. Lion remained my best friend and the only person with whom I want to share my life, but I had begun resigning myself to losing all the sexual fun I had wanted for so very long. This made me sad, not depressed, but sad.

I tend toward finding and trying solutions when confronted by a problem. In the fall of 2013 I came across, quite by accident, chastity devices on Amazon. Aside from being amused that the venerable merchant was now an active sex toy dealer, I got turned on looking at the listings. My fantasies awakened. Masturbation became fun for a bit. More significantly, I decided I needed to look for a solution to my problem.

I asked Mrs. Lion for more sex and got some very nice handjobs. She agreed to play with me, but somehow life kept getting in the way. Over the years, I have reviewed sex toys. Manufacturers have provided them to me. I have a nice collection of chastity devices I have tested. None of them were particularly comfortable for me. So, I ordered some of the inexpensive devices on Amazon and later dhgate.com and tried them out. I didn’t wear them around Mrs. Lion, nor did I keep them on long. But I enjoyed my experiments. I finally found a cage that almost fit.

That’s when I asked Mrs. Lion to lock me up. I told her about my fantasy and asked if she would try it with me. As you know, she agreed. She’s made it very clear she is doing all this stuff because it makes me happy. It does. She is bringing to life my deepest sexual desires. I am so grateful and happy!

But, being the conflicted guy that I am, I also feel guilty. Unlike some caged males, I can’t really provide increased sexual pleasure to Mrs. Lion. She doesn’t want it. When she does I enthusiastically provide whatever she wishes. Now, when she reads this, I know that Mrs. Lion will feel badly that she isn’t horny more often for me. That isn’t the point at all. After simmering in my guilt for a while, I came to the conclusion that our enforced chastity is working for both of us.

In my narrow view, Mrs. Lion is providing me with the sexual pleasure I want. I kept thinking that I had to reciprocate in kind. Now I finally get it. She can have any kind of sex she wants with me when she wants it. I am no longer measuring my success as a caged male based on those activities. I finally realized that the best way I can reciprocate is to provide her with whatever she wants from me, sexual or not. I also have to accept what she does for and to me as gifts that don’t require reciprocation in kind. Easy to say but hard to do.

Our marriage has always been happy and mutual. I have always cooked, cleaned, and done the laundry as has Mrs. Lion. We share things on all levels. So, she can’t really find a lot to enforce in terms of those things. In my view, at least, we have worked that stuff out pretty well. The fact that we get along so well has gotten in the way of our power exchange.

What we both missed, however, was intimacy. For our separate reasons we have coexisted as best friends. I’m not complaining. I love being married to my best friend. But, since I’ve been locked up, our intimacy has grown dramatically. Sex once more is on the table. Slowly but steadily we are growing more and more intimate. We are working out miscommunications and are learning how to share sexually. My sexuality is completely under her control and she knows it. Just this fact forces us to talk more. We are both changing. I love that. I’m grateful we started this experiment.

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In: Keyholder, Mrs Lion Comments, Punishment, Rewards, Sex

When I first gave Lion his Good Lion coupon he was excited about having a bonus orgasm whenever he wanted. Then he decided it felt like cheating. After I read his post for this morning (the first draft), he asked if I understood why he was having trouble using the coupon. I told him I don’t really understand why he wants what he wants so we can just add that to the list. He asked if I would be willing to trade the bonus orgasm for a day or two off his wait time. I said I would consider it. About an hour later he presented his coupon for the bonus orgasm. I hadn’t even had a chance to think about the trade.

I wondered what effect the coupon would have on him. I thought he’d hold it for a few days at least. He’s said that giving him a bonus orgasm feels like cheating and I know he doesn’t want to choose when he gets to come because it’s like he’s in charge. But he had a coupon. And I wouldn’t have given it to him unless I wanted to him to have an opportunity to choose at least this one time. If anything I thought the coupon would make it easier to get through the twenty-one days. Maybe it would be difficult one day but he knew he had the coupon so he could present it and be fine. Then that urgency would pass and he’d see he could make it one more day. And then maybe the next day wasn’t so difficult. But the day after was difficult again, but there’s this coupon that he can use and did he really want to use it that day or could he make it another day? And so on. Instead, he caved in after less than twenty-four hours. Lion always says he doesn’t have an addictive personality. He may not be addicted to sex, but he has less willpower than he thinks.

Technically I could have canceled the coupon last night when he asked if it was time for his orgasm. He may be able to tell me what day he has one, but he shouldn’t get to tell me the exact time. I knew he was excited so I didn’t even suggest a delay or cancellation. I may be getting better at this being in charge business, but I’m still a pushover. I did make him “suffer” through Velcro on his cock and his balls being tied up before I asked him if he had a preference for the method I used for his orgasm. Not that I was going to do what he wanted, necessarily, I just thought I’d ask. He said he’d leave it up to me. So he got one of my famous (at least in our household) blow jobs. Now he’s a happy Lion. Well, he was satisfied. He’s probably horny again by now.

Lion says he thinks twenty-one days is too long for him to wait. He knows other men wait far longer, but he’s not looking for the marathon wait times. Of course he’ll wait if I want him to, but he thinks ten days is good. Fair enough. I don’t care when he comes. We’ll have to discuss if he wants a specific date chosen again. If so, then he may go longer than ten days if he gets the punishment he’s looking for. Speaking of punishment, I made a new rule for him last night. He has to ask my permission before he can take a shower. Not that I’ll ever tell him he can’t, but I may want to take one first. He asked me last night what the punishment will be and I didn’t have an answer for him. Now I think it will be two days added to his wait time (assuming he still has a wait time).

The scheduled orgasm date is still September 30. We’ll decide if a specific date is still needed and go from there. For now, the pressure is off Lion and he should be happy for a few days before his need becomes urgent again.