Since I’ve been reviewing our male realities, I thought I would move on to our most scared cow: orgasms. The stories abound about the drastic personality changes created by withholding or getting an orgasm. Some enforced chastity fans write that they undergo a negative personality change for days after they come. They use this as their rationalization for needing to orgasm infrequently. I’m sure you’ve seen a lot of this on the Web.

The fact is that human males, like most mammals, are in heat all the time. They are ready for sex if a female is available to mate with them. Their arousal is automatic when a female in heat is sensed. Our social development has changed that behavior substantially. Humans engage in non-procreative sex much more often than they do to produce offspring.

Our male mammalian brains drive us to want sex. Most men’s orgasms are produced by masturbation. It’s hard to find a guy who doesn’t jerk off, even after marriage. It’s a safe, socially-acceptable way to satisfy our continuous heat. It’s also a way to keep the fires burning. If there is no release, eventually interest in sex will diminish to nothing.

Guys like me enjoy the idea of delayed orgasm as part of a power exchange. This often includes a chastity device that makes erection and orgasm almost impossible without removal of the device. Escape from most devices is possible, but that is beside the point. We want to be locked up. Why would we try to escape?

Most men think about sex a lot. It’s our male brains. Those of us with a sexual power exchange may think about it a little differently. I know that well over 95% of my sexual encounters with Mrs. Lion will not result in an orgasm for me. I will be teased to the edge over and over, but not given release. Eventually, I will be allowed to ejaculate.

All this teasing tends to focus my mind on our particular form of sex. I crave the teasing and edging. I actually like when I’m frustrated at the end of a session. That’s my conditioning. For four years, Mrs. Lion’s hand has been my primary sexual facilitator. Orgasm by her hand is rare, but build up to the edge is common.

When I finally get to come, it’s a normal orgasm. Sometimes super exciting, others slightly painful; no different from normal orgasms.

Mrs. Lion teases me and gets me off because she wants to please me. She has no real investment in my orgasms. The mythology says that our keyholders love to frustrate us. They use our frustration to manipulate our behavior so that we will sexually please them as well as do chores around the house. That chastity device is supposed to be their key to a sexual/household servant.

It’s incredible some guys buy this. If you aren’t willing to provide sexual service to  your wife without your penis being locked up, I imagine she feels pretty badly that you don’t want her. The sexually-selfish male stereotype that will only please his partner if forced is crazy.

My point is that the entire male chastity experience from delayed orgasm to wife pleasing is a male invention. It’s a hot fantasy for guys. I don’t think many women share it. It’s a game that is fun for both partners to play. But it is a game. It’s an extended BDSM experience.

If you believe it is something more serious, I suggest you both sit down together and do a reality check. It’s fine to play and get into it so deeply that you are convinced all this stuff is real. I love that and Mrs. Lion makes sure it is real to me.

But, it’s not great if deep down inside you believe this is truly reality. It’s a kink. It’s something we both like. But it doesn’t define our relationship. Our relationship is based on a deep love we have for each other. Sex is fun, but it doesn’t define us. Sex or no sex, Mrs. Lion is my mate. Period.

 

I was just reading Lion’s post for tomorrow. Normally, I don’t read his until mine is written. I don’t want to step on something he’s written about. It would be incongruous if I suggested locking him back up, for example, and his post for tomorrow was his desire to be locked back up. It’s not, by the way. But I would seem psychic. Besides, we tend to be on the same wavelength most of the time anyway. I’ll write my post, schedule it and I’ll notice his is already in there so I’ll read it. And, wouldn’t you know, we’re both talking about locking him back up anyway.

Anyway, what caught my eye is that Lion has had 48 orgasms in 2017. I don’t know what week of the year we’re in right now but that averages out to more than one a week at this point. There’s nothing wrong with that. I just don’t think of his orgasms as being weekly or monthly. He has them when I give them to him. I know I don’t make him wait long. He’s also had his health issues along the way. He hasn’t felt as horny as he might have been. And then when he has felt horny, I’ve given him an orgasm right away. It’s sort of defeated the purpose.

I’m not suggesting I’ll make him wait for any extended period of time just because I realized he’s on target for one a week. I have decided to make him wait a few days this time around. I was planning on giving him one this weekend, but he said he figured out his birthday present was an orgasm on Monday. Well. OK. If he wants to wait that long. He said he didn’t mind an orgasm sooner. Of course not! He’d be thrilled with one Saturday and Monday. Less thrilled with Saturday, Sunday, and Monday, but I bet he’d power through like a trooper. A guy’s birthday only comes around once a year, after all.

I guess my only question now is, do I hold him to an orgasm a week for the rest of the year or do I go for a record and give him more than last year? I bet he has that number somewhere.

[Lion – Of course I do. Last year (2016), I had a total of 58 orgasms. There are 12 more weeks left in this year. So far I have had 48. So, if I get one a week for the rest of the year, I will at 60, which of course, is greater than in 2016. Is the goal for me to have more every year?]

It’s come to my attention that many unmarried women have never seen a flaccid penis. That’s not too surprising. Their exposure is to erections, since men don’t normally display their cocks when soft. Many guys go to great extremes to avoid letting their dates see them after sex. It is likely they worry the small size of a soft dick will turn them off. There aren’t that many images around on the web of soft cocks either. Again, not surprising. As a result, some women are curious about what we are hiding.

We males think that our penises are attractive only when erect. Mine is quite tiny when soft. My chastity device has a very short 1 1/4-inch cage. Outside of its cage, it is still quite little. When erect it is about six-inches long. I am reasonably proud of that.

My point is that from a male perspective, there is no pride associated with a soft cock. We generally avoid letting women see it. So, in the normal course of things, soft weenies sightings are relatively rare.

Interestingly, enforced chastity celebrates the flaccid penis. An erection is actively prevented by the chastity device. A soft cock is a chaste cock. Right?

Possibly the most perverted thing about enforced chastity is that we chaste males display our flaccidity with pride. It is the badge of compliance. See? I’m a good boy. An erection is a treat provided only by our keyholders.

Does this mean that women might prefer viewing flaccidity? Do erections carry a message that the woman is expected to do something? A flaccid cock, on the other hand, is a neutral expression of gender. That little thing between his legs identifies him as a male, not a sexual obligation.

The enforced chastity fantasies almost always refer to the caged (soft) male providing unselfish sex to the keyholder. Lack of erection while providing sexual service is the primary virtue of chastity to some. The idea is that the male identity remains (the presence of a penis), but the sexual obligation for the woman is gone (the flaccid state of that penis).

Ideally, the penis remains flaccid until the woman wishes to make sexual use of it. In a sense, she has a switch she can use to inflate or deflate it. The cage is that switch. His desire for sex is irrelevant. She and she alone switches his cock on and off.

Many guys find that idea incredibly hot. I’m pretty sure it isn’t that exciting to women. In fact, the state of his penis isn’t important at all to her. She knows he won’t rape her. An unwanted erection flopping around might be funny to her.

Other than curiosity about viewing a flaccid penis, there is no good reason why a woman cares if a guy is hard or not. Her interest only occurs when she wants him erect for sexual reasons. She knows she can usually produce an erection with a little effort if she wants one.

All this fuss over flaccidity and chastity is, I think, a male artifact. The state of my cock is of great interest to me. I don’t think Mrs. Lion thinks about it much. She doesn’t care if I am hard or soft as long as I don’t play with it. She does want it hard if she plays with it. Anything else is in my head, not hers.

Lion had no trouble at all taking the dildo once we made sure there was enough lube for things to move smoothly. I was able to move it in and out with no pain. I’d say it was probably less than five minutes that I pegged him, but it was easy to do even after so many weeks of no anal activity at all.

It certainly turned Lion on. He was hard in no time. I used my hand at first but then I decided to torture him with my mouth. It used to be he’d get an orgasm when I gave him oral. That is no longer a given. I’ve gotten pretty good at taking him very close to the edge and leaving him hanging. Or, as I said last night, leave him wanting more.

I know I’ve done a good job when he tells me how close I came. I’m sure he was both hopeful that I would go too far and that I would stop in time. Part of him wants to wait. Part of him wants to come. Waiting was on the agenda last night.

I don’t know how horny he is today. I haven’t heard the Lion weather report. Actually I haven’t heard a Lion weather report in a while. He hasn’t been very horny lately and when he is I’ve just given him an orgasm. I think he needs to wait a bit this time. At least until he’s really horny.

Tonight I’ll peg him again. He wondered the other day if I’d use the RodeoH last night. I didn’t but I might tonight. Who knows what I’ll do? That’s what keeps Lion on his toes.