What Will Tomorrow Bring?
{Friday, dinner time} Mrs. Lion has been writing a lot about making me wear a diaper. It is easy for her, since all she has to do is tell me to put one on. It provides me with varying levels of discomfort. From a play perspective it’s an attractive option. If she makes me wear the diaper when we run errands, it is a bit more interesting for me. For some reason she hasn’t wanted me to do that. Of all the issues involved with diaper wearing, going out in one is not a bit of a problem for me. Well, no worse than having to wear one at all.
I went to my doctor today to get clearance for surgery. I am in excellent health. So, all that’s left is scheduling the dreaded event. This is relevant to the diaper discussion because I am limited in how we can play. My shoulder hurts and makes it unwise to tie me down. So, we are limited to non-bondage activities. That leaves a lot of options. So far, Mrs. Lion has only mentioned diapers.
The bad kind of pain, my shoulder, distracts me from the sort of BDSM play that I love to hate. It also makes it hard for me to remember my rules. It just sucks energy and forces me to focus on it. Both of us spend hours researching the surgery and recuperation. I am very happy that Mrs. Lion is committed to finding some play this weekend. It’s a constant that will help us both remember that my injury isn’t going to own our lives.
It’s been four days since my last orgasm. We are back to the standard lion chastity routine. Despite the pain, I’m very horny. This offers my lioness teasing opportunities. I’m sure she’ll write about our activities in her post tomorrow.
Painless
One of the easiest ways to show Lion my power is to make him wear diapers. He puts them on, we wears them, he pees, he changes them when indicated, and I watch him walk around the house. No muss, no fuss. On my part, that is. The only thing easier is nail polish. I put it on him and he doesn’t have to do a thing. Every time he looks at his toes he sees it. It’s painless for both of us. Diapers are not painless for him.
Obviously, there’s no real pain involved. It’s just a figurative pain in the ass to wear them. They make him hot. They sag when they’re wet. He has to think about peeing so it doesn’t leak out of the diaper. He has to sit in pee until he’s allowed to change into a new diaper, and then he is sometimes required to wait until he has to pee again before he changes so he’s always in a wet diaper. It’s evil. And I don’t have to do a thing.
This morning Lion hit upon another thought. If I make him wear a diaper after his surgery, I’ll have to be the one changing the diaper. I’m not sure that’s entirely true, though. If he can put underwear on, he can put a diaper on. We have both the pull-up kind and the traditional kind. He can certainly change the pull-up kind by himself. However, if I have to do it, it will give me even more power over him. “Look at this mess you’ve made. You smell like pee.” I can see where that would be very humiliating.
I do think I’ll have to wait until after his surgery to see what his state of mind is. If he’s already worried I won’t want to be with him because he can’t help me, I don’t want to humiliate him. Don’t kick a Lion when he’s down. If he’s upset because he’s in pain or can’t find a comfortable position, I don’t want to make things more difficult. The truth is, neither of us knows how he will react to the surgery. We can assume he’ll be a big bundle of pain, but with ice and pain meds, he may be okay. The trick is to plan for the worst and hope for the best.
We’re Not Quitting
I’m not back in my cage again. I asked Mrs. Lion to leave me wild. Sitting on the toilet and peeing at a urinal adds extra stress to my shoulder since both require my right arm as a helper.. She agreed to leave me wild until I’m out of the sling after surgery.That will be several months at least.
From a practical point of view, whether or not I am wearing the chastity device has no effect on my sex life. Mrs. Lion decides when I get stimulation and orgasm. I answered my own question about why I wear the cage. Clearly, it has nothing to do with orgasm control. It’s a practical symbol of our commitment to male chastity: a locked-on wedding ring. Taking it off for a while is a reasonable step under these circumstances.
Domestic discipline is another story. Mrs. Lion has made it clear that her authority remains in place through sickness and health. Physical punishment isn’t practical while I am wearing the sling. It’s too dangerous. I might hurt myself when responding to swats. Other punishments, like standing in a corner are also difficult due to the pain and possible loss of balance the surgery creates. If I need more than a verbal rebuke, I am confident my lioness will figure out something appropriate.
Both male chastity and domestic discipline usually occupy some of my attention. Health issues are major distractions that sometimes cause people to suspend or abandon their kinks when misfortune strikes. I can understand that. At stressful times you have to reprioritize to accommodate the situation at hand. Male chastity and domestic discipline are likely to end up on the bottom of the list.
As it turns out, that’s not the case with us. Both practices are important enough to us to find places in our lives despite these new challenges. When I think about it, nothing need change to accommodate my surgery and subsequent disability. Yes, we have to adapt. Spanking is out for a while, but Mrs. Lion’s authority isn’t out at all. In terms of chastity, my interest in orgasms will probably disappear for a while. But when the desire returns, it won’t get satisfied until Mrs. Lion decides she wants me to come. The cage isn’t required. I won’t cheat.
I think it’s fairly easy to give up a kink. But it is much more difficult to change parts of our lifestyle. Both male chastity and domestic discipline are now deeply embedded in our relationship. We may have to get creative about it, but both will remain; surgery or no surgery.
Return of the Cage
I’ve decided we’re playing this weekend. I’m not sure what we’ll do or exactly when, but it needs to happen. It probably won’t be in the sling because that may be difficult for Lion’s shoulder. I’m sure I can still tie him to the bed with some minor adjustments in position. I can still spank him. I can still blindfold him. He can still wear diapers or nail polish. We just need a break from shoulder surgery talk for a little while.
Last night was the end of our orgasm a day experiment. It passed with little fanfare. Lion was itchy, tired and his shoulder hurt. Plus, we were in preparing for surgery mode. Lion remains wild because I just now realized our experiment is over. I’m sort of torn between locking him up and leaving him wild. While he has decided to get the surgery, he wants to hold off until May. That leaves at least a month for him to be wild. If I don’t lock him back up, it may look like I don’t care if he’s wild or not. If I do lock him up, he’ll whine for the first few days while he gets used to his loss of freedom. I’m leaning toward locking him up. He’s been wild for a long time and will be wild for an even longer time after his surgery. And, since he’s no longer eligible for an orgasm whenever he’s horny, he may be tempted. I can’t have that. The cage will go back on tonight.
Lion has been carefully following his rules. I think I’ve been a little lax on his interrupting me. I’ll have to crack down again. It shouldn’t matter if he’s in pain or not, he should mind his manners. Obviously, if it’s an emergency, he can interrupt. Otherwise, he’ll receive a visit from a paddle. He’ll have plenty of time when misbehaving won’t count against him once his surgery is done. That still doesn’t mean he has free reign. I will correct him. I just won’t punish him. He will know he’s done something wrong.
I think Lion will, ultimately, like the return of the cage and some normalcy. It’s been a rocky few weeks. Right now it’s the calm before the storm. There’s a lot of work to do to prepare for that storm, but he can also have some fun along the way.
