I’m leaving for the hot Southeast tomorrow. Today is my Big Day according to Mrs. Lion. I’m a bit under the weather again. However, I am very sure that it won’t get in the way come orgasm time. Before then, I have to get packed and ready to go. I wish Mrs. Lion could join me. It’s a place I know she would love to visit.

People who practice enforced chastity and FLR adapt what they do to suit their individual needs. I admit that initially, my suggestions for enforced chastity, FLR and domestic discipline were based on longstanding fantasies. What we actually do bears little resemblance to my fantasies. That’s fine since what we have works well for us.

Domestic discipline is relatively rare in enforced chastity/FLR relationships. It’s usually practiced in male dominant relationships, especially within some Christian groups. I imagine that’s because in the marriages that include this, the husband assumes the role of the strict, disciplinary father. Neither of us have childhood memories of strict, disciplinary parents of either sex.

This lack of history means that there is nothing to fall back on when practicing domestic discipline. We have to make it up as we go. That’s exactly what we have been doing. Now, after more than a year of this, I am convinced that it makes practical, good sense to include it in a female led relationship. There are two main reasons I advocate it: First, adding it to our relationship has required that we establish a pattern of authority that isn’t rooted in fantasy or BDSM. The second reason is that it is a concrete way for Mrs. Lion to assert her will.

The process of learning to incorporate domestic discipline in our relationship is still in a fairly early stage. We’ve progressed to the point that punishment, spanking in our case, is always painful and the intensity and duration are becoming less and less dependent on my reactions. That means the punishments are real and are becoming independent of how I feel about getting them. This is a work in progress. There are times I can influence Mrs. Lion. I think those opportunities are rapidly disappearing.

Mrs. Lion is not assertive by nature. Slowly, she’s learning to be more consistent. As she gains confidence, I expect she will become stricter as well. I’m not obedient by nature and I realize that while I’m never going to be submissive, I need practice obeying Mrs. Lion. Domestic discipline is perfect for this. If even a small slip earns a spanking, I will quickly learn. That doesn’t mean Mrs. Lion will turn into a demanding tyrant. It simply means that any hesitation or resistance to the things she wants me to do will be punished in a memorable way. Hopefully the punishment will be administered near the time of the infraction.

This process is working for us. It may be helpful for others. Domestic discipline requires focus on both of our parts. We are actively adopting our roles. More subtle ways of asserting authority can work, but I think that the true value of domestic discipline lies in the actual act of administering the punishment. It reinforces the commitment to Mrs. Lion’s authority. It isn’t fun for either of us. It isn’t supposed to be. But it is a graphic message neither of us can ignore. I’ve noticed that when Mrs. Lion pays closer attention to my behavior and I get more frequent spankings, that unrelated parts of our relationship run more smoothly. That painful punishment doesn’t just educate me, it makes sure we are both focused on our FLR.

The simple fact is that at this point in our relationship, it isn’t that important how big or small the offense. What counts is that Mrs. Lion’s paddle doesn’t gather any dust for now. Each time she uses it, we both learn a little more about FLR.

As promised, Lion’s balls got some attention last night. I don’t think he was very happy about that prospect, but too bad. He’ll be gone for a week so he can humor me. Besides, it’s been ages since I’ve done anything to his balls.

I decided not to use the clothespins. I didn’t really want to cause him much pain. Instead, I tied his balls and stretched them. He loves to be tied up. And this way, his balls really bounce when I jerk him off. I like that. I don’t think it was as successful as I’d hoped. After only a few times we decided he was probably done for the night. Oh well. There’s always tonight. And tomorrow night.

I still have to come up with the list of assignments for Lion. I’m sort of leaning toward everything having a point value and he has to earn a certain number of points or he’ll receive a punishment. The easier things to do will be assigned fewer points. If he wants to run around doing all the easy stuff to earn the points, that’s fine. If he wants to do a few of the harder things, that’s fine too. He has to decide how to keep his butt safe. He will have ample opportunities to earn points.

Lion finally got his punishment last night for spilling food on his shirt some days ago. When neither of us felt well it didn’t seem like a good idea to punish him. Now that we’re back on track, all bets are off. His butt (and everything else) is mine again.

Things are indeed getting back to what we consider normal. We’re both well on the way to being healthy again. Mrs. Lion is back to her favorite sport of lion teasing. You’d think after all this time that I’d be more prepared for when she stops masturbating me just before I come. I’m not. Maybe it is physical and no matter how often she does it, I can’t be ready. She’s come a long way. From the first too-soft-to-feel spank to edging me with nary a thought, Mrs. Lion is a first class keyholder/disciplining wife. She’s the consummate cock tease. I love it!

I realize that I am a handful. I am not a bit submissive. Obedience is a challenge for me. Fortunately, my nature is not to rebel against authority. My typical pattern is to just ignore it and do what I want. I don’t do this willfully. It’s simply my nature. That means that if Mrs. Lion doesn’t react and punish me when I cross the line, I won’t even realize I did anything I shouldn’t. As time has passed, she’s improved at doing this, but we both have a way to go in the obedience/discipline department.

I often read in other blogs that guys feel happier and more secure as their keyholder/disciplining wives become stricter. It’s as though there is comfort in surrendering control more completely. This may be the essence of submission in this context. I don’t think that applies so much to me.

I like the sexual control a lot and truly enjoy that Mrs. Lion is getting stricter and more consistent. On the other hand, beyond rules that earn me spankings, I don’t particularly want to give up all control. My vision of what we are now doing is that Mrs. Lion is learning to assert herself and her wishes. I am learning to honor (obey) them.

This is very different from the micromanagement scenarios I often read. I don’t think the goal is for me to become a trained pet. It’s more that Mrs. Lion will assume an increasing leadership role in our relationship. I will remain autonomous; except, of course, when Mrs. Lion wants me to obey her. Punishment, I believe, will remain a permanent part of this landscape. Discipline, like the chastity device, has proven to provide both of us with constructive motivation. We both need the domestic discipline to remind us of our roles.

I have to admit that I am surprised at this revelation. I never thought that far ahead. Well, now I know.

I admit it. I forgot how much fun it is to torture Lion. To get him all excited and stop suddenly. To listen to him groan when he realizes he was so close and won’t get to come. I know he doesn’t expect to come, but he hopes he will and right up until I stop he may even be sure he will. Because he never does know what I’ll do. Bonus orgasms are not a rare occurrence.

Last night he bemoaned the fact that it’s been ten days since his last orgasm. I’d feel a little more sorry for him if he’d been horny the entire time. Magically becoming horny on the eighth or ninth day is not the same. I say he needs to pay some dues before he gets release. At least two more days. And so far it’s just been teasing. No clothespins. No ropes. The only accoutrement has been the Magic Wand. I think that might change tonight.

First of all, I owe him punishment swats for something or other. Even if I didn’t I think it’s time a Lion butt had some attention. And the balls have just been getting massaged lately. Boring! They either need to be tied up or clothespinned. Or swatted. Anything but a massage. And then, of course, I’ll tease him again. And again. And again.

I have to come up with a list of assignments for Lion. He’s worried he’ll be too tired or busy to do them. He needn’t be. I would never make things too difficult for him to do. At least on the first trip. He’s fairly sure he’ll be making this trip somewhat regularly. I can save more difficult tasks for later. This time will be easy peasy. Besides, I’m still working on the game aspect of it. My latest idea is that each assignment will have a point value and he’ll need to earn a certain amount of points to avoid punishment. Another idea is that I could give him a bunch of tasks but he’d only need to do a certain number of them to avoid punishment. This is only the maiden voyage of the game so I’m sure we’ll need to tweak it before I get it just right.