Planning For Recovery
I worked from home yesterday. In fact, I didn’t leave our new bed except for biological necessities. My shoulder was giving me trouble all Thursday night and I decided to make good use of telecommuting. In a way, it was a rehearsal for how it will be after the surgery.
Mrs. Lion and I have been working on ways to accommodate a three-pawed lion. You may wonder why the extended references to our big-cat alter egos. We have been doing it for years and it never ceases to amuse. Aside from identity protection, these nicknames provide a sort of “pet name” with benefits situation. I hope it doesn’t get tedious for you to read these references.
Anyway, we are very happy with our new bed with electric head and foot adjustment. Without the ability to bring up my head and provide some knee uplift, I wouldn’t be able to sleep in bed for months after the surgery. A flat bed, I’ve read, is impossibly painful while recovering. Aside from our cars, the new bed is the most expensive purchase we have made since we’ve been together.
We also bought an “ice machine”. This is a device that has an ice-chest and a pump that circulates cold water through a pad that is made for the shoulder. It’s like a continuous ice pack. Keeping cold on the shoulder is critical to healing and pain control. We also bought an over-the-bed, hospital-like table. That way I can more easily use a laptop and other stuff.
The most recent item in this surgical spending spree is “Dragon Naturally Speaking” for my laptop. I wasn’t sure it would be very good. But after trying it out today, I am sold. It will go a long way toward easing me back to work and communicating with people. There’s a learning curve, but I can practice for about three weeks before the operation. All this acquisition has cost most of my savings. We spent a lot more than the actual medical expenses will be. Fortunately, those costs are fully covered by my insurance.
Mrs. Lion is diligently researching ways to make my life easier. She found the over-bed table and other items, including the cold therapy machine that will make things bearable for me. She is a true partner in everything. I believe the reason we are successful with male chastity and domestic discipline is the amount of investment Mrs. Lion is willing to make to improve my life. She continues to work hard to refine our power exchange. In her post yesterday, she revealed that she is working on how to assert her power during the time she has suspended her rules.
I have no doubt that by the time I am recovering, she will have a clear view of how to maintain our FLR. The male chastity part won’t be an issue. Sex isn’t at the top of my interests right now.
While the Lion’s Away
Next week, while Lion is away on business, I have plans to get things cleaned up around the house. Of course, I usually plan to do things and they never get done. This time, however, I have the added incentive of getting things ready for his surgery. In addition to cleaning, I’ll be thinking about ways to help Lion feel my power while he’s recuperating.
Obviously, the rules won’t be in play. He’s bound to feel power loss because he can’t do a lot of things right away. But how do I make him feel my power as opposed to his loss of power because of the surgery? The loving Mrs. Lion will cook for him and help him to the bathroom and help him in the shower. But 2.0 needs him to realize that he needs to keep his buns in bed while he’s under the influence of narcotics. She also needs to make him realize that a certain amount of whining is expected, but there is a line. He will be growled at when he crosses that line.
Maybe I need to develop “the look” that many mothers have that can stop their kids dead in their tracks. You know the one that says, “You should put that down this minute” or “Don’t even think about it.” Yeah. I need one of those.
When Lion was in the ER for his kidney stones, he was being cranky and finally the male nurse told him that people come to the ER for help and if he didn’t want their help he should leave. (He was my hero at that moment.) I’m sure there will be more than one moment like that in the weeks/months following surgery. I’ll just have to put on my 2.0 panties and let him know who’s boss.
Lion Mailbag
We get a fairly large number of inquiries and stories. The most frequent topic centers around a male chastity device. The writers either complain about bad fit and want advice, or share long stories about how their keyholders torture them. I sympathize with the first issue. It takes some time and experimentation to get a chastity device that fits well and feels good. There’s nothing I can write beyond our page on the subject that will be useful.
The second “problem” is clearly fantasy. I can understand that it is very hot to share a chastity story. I envision the writer alternating typing and jerking off. Clearly, some stories are much more fun to write than they are to read. The spelling and grammar tends to deteriorate as the story plods along. I assume that the closer the writer gets to orgasm, the less meticulous his writing style.
I suppose both sorts of communication are natural. I certainly understand the frustration involved in sizing and wearing a new chastity device. I don’t think anyone is lucky enough to hit the perfect size on the first try. I certainly went through a lot of time, pain, and money before my Jail Bird was perfect.
This isn’t meant to discourage anyone from testing out enforced chastity. As a kink it is big fun. An inexpensive device from dhgate.com will give you a chance to try out this kink for less than $50USD. Don’t expect a great fit and certainly don’t try to wear it for more than a few days at a time. But it will give you a taste.
Once you decide you want to be locked up for more time, you may want to consider a custom cage. My Jail Bird comes from Mature Metal. It cost about $400. Adjustments to size are reasonably priced. You will need adjustments. Everyone does. But if you are serious about long term wear, you need to be serious about buying something that fits well.
Mrs Lion and I have been practicing male chastity for over three years. We’re not tired of it. For us, it will be a lifetime practice.
Growling
I’m hoping Lion isn’t coming down with the crud that’s going around this area. He had chills and a slight fever last night. He decided he’d rather stay snuggled under the blankets than write a post. Actually, he argued with himself about writing a post. He thought he should, but he didn’t think he could. Eventually, staying under the warm blankets won out.
Lion emailed me when he was leaving work. He said he wasn’t feeling well. We decided on dinner and I told him to get in bed and relax. Once he got home, he did get in bed and fell asleep. Then he read my email about getting in bed. He was happy he’d followed my instructions even if he hadn’t read them yet. I was too. When he’s not feeling well, he tends to try to do normal things rather than listening to me. Eventually I have to growl at him to get in bed and stay there.
Once I growl, he knows he’s in trouble. Or about to be in trouble. I don’t normally raise my voice to him. He’s pretty good about following rules so there’s no need. The notable exceptions are his interrupting and when he’s sick. Unless I allow it to fester, raising my voice is usually a warning shot. The next step is punishment. He’s smart enough to heed the warning.
I wonder how many times I’ll have to growl at him when he has his surgery. Sometimes he’s very good about doing what’s good for him. Other times, not so much. Obviously, at first he’ll be in too much pain to do much, but after the first week or so I think he’ll be up and about to some extent. He’ll have exercises to do. Boring and sometimes painful exercises. I may have to remind him to do his “homework”. I may also have to remind him he’s trying to do too much. The rules may be suspended, but that doesn’t mean a lioness won’t growl.
I have a feeling I’ll become very skilled in the art of growling.
