Stuck
Lion is home for the rest of the week. He’d planned on Friday. I have Friday off as well. However, when Lion got to work yesterday it was like a ghost town. Everyone is on vacation. There’s no need for him to be there. Anyone who needs him can get him on his phone. Unfortunately, I have to be at work. I’d rather be home snoozing with Lion and the dog. We’re both still sick. Lion can’t shake his cough and I thought I was better yesterday, only to have a cough settle in again. I guess the cough just wants to keep my yucky sinuses company.
And now Lion thinks he’s broken again. It’s been difficult to edge him the past few nights. He does respond when I give him oral attention. Last night we were going to try the Magic Wand, but it was dead again. My theory is that it discharges when it is upright, hanging on the back of the door. Lion charged it and it’s on the bathroom counter. We’ll see if it holds a charge this time.
My thoughts on the broken Lion are that he’s still sick and still tired. That takes a lot out of him. Plus he does go through cycles with his horniness. We’ve talked about this before. No one can be “on” all the time. I also think I’m not doing enough to turn him on. Sure he says he’s horny, but if I played with him more he might have a better shot. I’ll pull out some clothespins or Velcro tonight to see if I can help the situation.
Lion tells me he’s serious when he says he might be broken. I know he’s serious. He wonders what will happen if he really is broken. There won’t be any need for a cage. He probably thinks there won’t be any more domestic discipline. What about snuggling? I guess I’ll ignore him completely.
Nope. First of all, he’s not broken. And even if he was, he’d go to a doctor to see if there’s a reason for it. If there was, then we’d do whatever we need to do to fix it. If there isn’t, we’d discuss whether the cage is needed. We’d discuss if we want to continue domestic discipline. We’ll definitely still snuggle. I won’t ignore him. I’m not abandoning him if he’s broken.
Maybe the cage did get me in the habit of unlocking him and playing with him, but he’s been wild for weeks on end and I still play with him. If he’s irreparably broken, I can’t really play with him anymore, but I can still be near him. It doesn’t mean I can’t touch him. He says it still feels good when I fondle him, even if he doesn’t stay hard. I’m assuming it would still feel good if he’s broken.
The bottom line is that I’m not going anywhere, broken Lion or not. He’s stuck with me.
2.0 Is Here To Stay
“Oh shit! It’s punishment day.”
“That’s right.”
“Are you going to punish me for forgetting?”
“Of course.”
I was not in the mood to be spanked. Well, lately I’m never in the mood to be punished. Mrs. Lion went to her paddle collection and picked out a Lexan model with holes drilled in it. She told me to roll over onto my stomach. I did.
She then began paddling me. She was hitting very hard. I looked at her. She said,
“I don’t want you telling me that I didn’t do a good job.”
Last time she spanked me, I commented that she was going easy on me. This time she was certainly not going to be accused of that. As is her practice, she swatted me and then paused. I yelped in pain. She repeated this for some time.
Afterward, I reached back and felt a spot that seemed rough. I asked her about it. She told me that there was a little blood. I asked her to put a Band Aid on it so I wouldn’t bleed on the bed. She did. The dark red area in the upper right of the photo is that spot.
Apparently, that’s a spot she says bruises and now bleeds first. She said she tried to avoid it. But, oh well. After a while, I was feeling fine with a bit of a twinge when I sat.
At this time we don’t have any post-spanking routine. In my reading I’ve seen that pretty much all disciplining wives forbid butt rubbing or other touching a freshly spanked bottom. Many require corner time post spanking.
We haven’t discussed these “extras” in the punishment department. I’m happy where we are now, but since I am still Mrs. Lion’s source of domestic discipline information, I feel that I should mention this.
She’s been getting creative on her own. Last week she decided that if I forget to put the training collar on when we go out, when we get home I have to put it on and she will zap me a few times as punishment. This is the first non-spanking punishment she’s decided to use.
That in itself isn’t a giant change. But combined with consistent monitoring of my behavior and truly disciplinary spankings, it appears 2.0 is in full time residence now. Yes, that means I am getting exactly what I asked for. Monday night I muttered that I am a stupid lion. But I don’t think I am.
There’s one more component in my wish for domestic discipline. That’s for Mrs. Lion to let me know when I do anything that upsets or annoys her and then punish me for it. That’s the big reason I want it.
It’s really important to me that she does this. I want her to know that I want her to be happy with me in every way. It means a lot to me that I can be secure in knowing that if my behavior bothers her, she will let me know and punish me.
If this sounds odd, please consider that FLR, domestic discipline, and enforced chastity are all almost always introduced by the male. These are all fully consensual activities. We both need to get value out of these practices or we shouldn’t do them. I am convinced that in our case these power exchanges are helping us as individuals and as a couple. I am very happy my lioness has adopted them. Just don’t ask me if I’m happy about it when she spanks me.
Bruised and Bloody
Lion asked for a play spanking yesterday. I was all for it. It’s been a while. However, as the time ticked by and he hadn’t reminded me about punishment night, it became apparent that there would be no play spanking. At 8:31 I asked him if he had forgotten something. He knew he was sunk. He admitted it was punishment night. Yessirree! I went behind the bedroom door to select a paddle.
Sometimes, when I think I’ve done a pretty good job spanking, Lion says it wasn’t really that bad. The only way to make sure it’s “that bad” is to spank harder than I would normally spank. With the first or second swat, I raised a bruise in the same spot as his last punishment. I tried to avoid it. It even started to bleed a little. I promise I wasn’t near the spot for most of my swats. I did hit hard, but not right there.
Lion says not to worry about it. But I do. I want to hit where I want to hit. Did the bruise spontaneously get darker because I was in the neighborhood? And what’s with it bleeding? That seems strange to me. I guess it will take more practice to hit exactly where I’m aiming.
When I was done, I put a Band-Aid on Lion’s butt and cuddled him a bit. And a little while later I started to edge him. Mr. Broken Lion starts out OK and then fizzles a little bit. I don’t know if it’s something I’m doing or not doing, or maybe it’s something he’s doing or not doing. Last night he asked for the Magic Wand again. I had a better idea.
Lion’s been getting an awful lot of oral attention lately. I don’t mind. I know he doesn’t mind either. I was actually able to edge him a few times last night. I was thinking about giving him an orgasm, but I decided he needs to wait a few days. Maybe I’ll even make him wait until New Year’s eve or New Year’s day. He’s had something like 57 orgasms in 2016. I’m not sure I want him to have 58. However, an orgasm seems like a good way to start off the new year.
Maybe between now and New Year’s day he’ll get really horny again. I’ll do my best to make that happen.
Powerful, But Not Omnipotent
I really never expected to find myself permanently locked in a male chastity device. I wonder if anyone does. Yes, I love gadgets. Without question, it was my interest in bondage and my curiosity about male chastity that got us started. I still like learning about new chastity hardware, but the novelty of being locked into a device has long worn off.
What keeps me a consenting party to my lockup? A better question is whether I am really consenting or not? I can hear you thinking, “Of course you are. Mrs. Lion wouldn’t keep you locked up if you really didn’t want it.” Is that true? In the strictly physical sense, of course it is. She couldn’t put me in a chastity cage against my will. If she did, I am sure I could find a way out. Even guys who are secured via a piercing could still get out if they really wanted.
Here’s the thing. There’s a new world built around the fact that I remain in a chastity device. Mrs. Lion and I have found a new, deeper level of communication thanks to enforced chastity. My sex life is actually better now that I am physically prevented from sex without my lioness providing it. I’d be stupid to risk losing that.
Beyond the risk of upsetting my world, enforced chastity has opened a door that is forcing both of us to grow. Once I got a taste of sexual control, I wanted to feel more. I also saw Mrs. Lion becoming more forthcoming in expressing how she feels. I believe that for a relationship to survive, both people have to let each other know how they feel. It’s inherently risky to tell your partner that you don’t like something he does. It’s generally impossible to make him change.
Originally I thought that Mrs. Lion could effect changes in me by using longer waits for orgasms as a tool. She is very uncomfortable with that idea and we never really tried it. Well, once she made me wait an extra day. At the time I hated it. But if that happened now, I might grumble a little, but I wouldn’t be seriously deterred.
Enforced chastity turned out to be a great tool to improve our physical, emotional, and sexual intimacy. It’s so valuable that Mrs. Lion has no intention of ever letting me stop. I agree with her. It also turned out to be useless as a way to get her to express what I do that bothers her. It also proved ineffective in making me change.
I suspect that I’m not alone in this discovery. Actually, it’s completely logical. Chastity is a great tool to force both partners to focus on sexual issues. Very few wives will lock her husband in a chastity device and then leave him in it to rot. At the least she will interact with him in order to provide him with periodic release. That, all by itself, is sexual communication.
Being sexually dependent affected me more than I thought it would. Once locked in the device, I can’t get hard or even aroused on purpose. At times I will try to get an erection based on a sexy thought. But not much can happen when I do. Once I learned that I couldn’t influence Mrs. Lion to get me off when I felt I really, really needed to come, I realized that I am totally dependent on her for sexual release. Perhaps more importantly, she realizes that too.
The odd thing is that even when she lets me spend some time as a wild lion (no cage on), nothing changes. Both of us understand that cage or no cage, I will not have any sex that doesn’t come from her. I’m trained to depend on her. I haven’t jerked off in three years. I don’t even consider it when wild. All I do in the shower is get clean.
Enforced chastity is a very powerful tool in terms of a power exchange in a relationship. It hits a man at his most sensitive spot. His keyholder gets absolute control of his sexual pleasure. But it isn’t magic. In my case, at least, the control begins and ends at my penis. Fortunately, Mrs. Lion has other tools for non-sexual control.
[Mrs. Lion – Just a reminder…..it’s my penis.]
