Lion is horny again. I’m happy about that. But he’s still not up for anything yet. His birthday present will wait. In the meantime, I can still tease him. So last night I unlocked him and edged him a few times. And I was done. We snuggled for a bit and I asked him what his horniness level was. He said it was fairly low until I started teasing him.

Well, it had been a few days and he had been under the weather. Since he was all dressed up he might as well go to the show. Mr. Weenie never stands a chance against my mouth. Within a few minutes he was gushing. I don’t know if I would consider this a bonus orgasm since Lion doesn’t have a wait time at the moment. Whatever you call it, we both enjoyed ourselves. I do love making my Lion come.

On a side note, yesterday Lion was heading to the store and I said if he picked up an ingredient I could make a certain thing for dinner. He responded, “Yes, ma’am.” Now it wasn’t an order so I thought it was odd that he responded that way. But I know he loves to be told he’s a good boy. So I did. It just still seems weird to me to say it. I mean I guess I’ve gotten used to spanking him and doing other “top” things. I haven’t gotten to the point that I can order him to do something. It’s still difficult for me to even ask him for things. Obviously I thank him for doing things, but that last step of telling him he’s a good boy still seems weird and demeaning. But I know he likes it so I do it.

Anyway, Lion is on the mend and horny again. And I am off of nurse duty and on to Mrs. Lion duty. Sick or well, it’s a full time job to take care of a Lion.

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Yesterday, Mrs. Lion graciously informed me that I can wait for my birthday treat until I feel well enough to enjoy it. Unfortunately, it is taking me longer than I like to get that energy back. I’ll know when I am ready when I get that starting-to-get-hard twinge when I think about being spanked or pegged. I think that the first step for me is some teasing maybe with anal play. I think my body has to get “primed”. Anal activity, in particular, requires frequent exercise for it to be fun. It also requires, at least for me, some genital stimulation to help keep the connection alive.

We males are more complex than many females think. We certainly give the impression of always being ready for any sort of sexual fun. In my case, that is mostly true. Some serious penis stimulation can generally rouse me to action. I may or may not really enjoy the ensuing activity. I have had many orgasms, mostly at my own hand, that weren’t particularly enjoyable. It just felt like some pressure was being reduced. From the perspective of propagating the species, nothing says it has to be fun. If I squirt, I have served my purpose.

One reason that enforced chastity is so much fun is that one major component is to arouse and frustrate me often. Unlike an un-fun orgasm, the teasing, by definition, has to be fun. It can be way more fun than the orgasm itself. This isn’t just true in the context of enforced chastity. I think that I have always had my best orgasms when my mind (and other parts of my body) has been focused on things that turn me on.

Why else would I want to be punished? Because feeling the power that controls me and can punish me is a big turn on. The same is true of spanking. As I have said many times, I rarely enjoy the spanking itself. What I always enjoy is the feeling of being controlled. That’s why I love bondage. I do have to say that when Mrs. Lion builds up a spanking just right, I get and stay hard for a while. The endorphins feel amazing. Once my endorphin level gets high enough, the erection disappears as I slip into that “high” the hormone generates.

Sometimes, just a few words that reinforces my lack of power will start an erection. It’s just how I am wired. I’m not that simple though. I can be turned on by other things too. What may not be obvious is that massaging my penis until I ejaculate in and of itself isn’t really enough to give me the level of pleasure an orgasm should create. In this respect, men and women aren’t that different. Simple genital stimulation doesn’t really do it for most  women. They need more. Guess what? me too.

Lion may be well enough to meet my criteria for being recaged, but I’m not sure he’s well enough to enjoy his birthday spectacular yet. I’m hoping he will be over the weekend, but I don’t want to rush him. It’s been a while since we’ve played so I’m not sure he’s really ready for pegging. We may have to ease back into things. I think I will issue him a coupon so he can redeem it when he wants to. He shouldn’t feel bad about redeeming that coupon. I just don’t want him to think there’s an expiration date on his present. It’s not like I’m standing over him tapping my foot, waiting.

By taking my cues from him, I don’t consider him topping from the bottom. Only he knows how well he feels. He knows if he’s up for spanking or pegging. Maybe for the next week we just do some teasing and easier play. I’m fine with that. He was pretty wiped out by his stomach bug and I don’t think he can just go back to running marathons right away. On the other hand, he is a very stubborn man and he might be raring to go tonight. I know his mind is willing.

The calendar near the tv still shows an orgasm date of October 9. He’s set the next date on here as to be determined. I won’t pick a new date until he gets his present. I, of course, reserve the right to take an orgasm when I want one. Depending on when he redeems his birthday coupon, he could potentially have a few bonus orgasms along the way. Is that a hint? Should he hoard his coupon for a later date? It’s completely up to him. I can do a bonus orgasm anytime I want, but the birthday coupon is for more than just an orgasm.

Tuesday night, just before bed, Mrs. Lion handed me my base ring. I put it on and she locked me up again. After a few days unrestrained I had mixed feelings about returning to my cage. Now that I am locked up again, I like the return to our normal state of affairs. It does feel good to be caged again. I like consistency. I feel much more my old self.

A few things about online life drive me nuts.  The one that will generally stop me from reading is the misuse of capital letters. In the early days of online role playing, “subs” wanted to feel dominated and wanted to somehow publicly demonstrate their submission. One way they came up with was to capitalize any reference to the “dom.” This resulted in the absolutely annoying capitalization of pronouns. This resulted in sentences like this: “Your skin, Mistress, is so soft and i would love to touch You with my lips.”

The first pronoun, “Your”, is properly capitalized since it is the first word in a sentence. The “You” is that online convention that I find annoying. To compound the annoyance, these “subs” changed “I” to “i”. This bothers me. Only pronouns that refer to the diety should be capitalized. What’s the big deal? It disturbs me. It stops my eye and makes me lose track of the meaning of the writing. This practice also distances the “dom” from her “sub”. I don’t think there are many keyholders who want to distance themselves from their lovers/caged males.

This gets me to my second pet peeve: depersonalizing the keyholder. One of the most erotic aspects of being a bottom is imagining that the top is a distant, god/goddess-like being who has absolute power. In the real world (pre-Internet), very few, if any, bottoms had that expectation. Topping in general is more situational and only lasts for individual sessions. Enforced chastity, on the other hand, is a long-term, lifestyle change. I’m pretty sure that every caged male has imagined himself in this lifelong, orgasm-limited bondage. How many have thought about how this affects his keyholder?

Mrs. Lion is my partner. Most important to me is her happiness. For her to be my ideal keyholder, she would have to devote a significant amount of time and energy as a stern disciplinarian who sees controlling me and training me as her priority. What’s wrong with that picture? Well, for starters under that scenario, the only pleasure she gets is what she demands. Effectively I have withdrawn spontaneous displays of my love since I have no right to do it. Where does she get her support and love?

I am very sure that real life couples would never descend into that pattern. However, if I let myself slip into the fantasy, I express wishes that would move our relationship in that direction. So, I try to spend at least as much of my time thinking about ways to make sure Mrs. Lion is happy as I do thinking about enforced chastity. The result of this thinking makes me a very grateful lion. Mrs. Lion works incredibly hard to make my enforced chastity dream come true.

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