Too Tired
We had a good day yesterday. We went sight seeing, had dinner with our friends and then went to a casino. When we got home we were too tired for much of anything. We just snuggled into bed and fell asleep.
This morning we had breakfast with our friends and now we’re on our own. I’m not exactly sure what we’ll do but we’ll find something interesting. And, since we have no plans with friends, we might be in early enough to play tonight.
Something interesting I noticed last night in our group was that one of the women was trying to say something, but people were talking and being rowdy. Her husband yelled that his boss was trying to speak and we should all listen. She was visibly uncomfortable he said that. Now, these people are friends but I have no idea about their “arrangements”. Is she really his boss and she was embarrassed that he brought it up in that company? Or is she the boss in the joking way men refer to their wives? I don’t know and I would never ask.
As a matter of fact, if anyone ever said, in public, that I was Lion’s boss I would jokingly agree. Even before I was really the boss I would have jokingly agreed. No one needs to know if it’s true or not. Enough men say they need to ask the boss for permission that it’s become cliché. Most people don’t take it seriously. Lion and I take it very seriously.
All About Me
We had a very nice Saturday. We explored the area around where we are camping. We are in the San Juan islands, one of the most unique and beautiful areas in the Northwest. Giant cedar trees tower over one-hundred feet in the air. The trunks are over six feet in diameter and the wide grooves in the bark are populated with lichen and moss.
As is our custom, we visited the local casino last night. We had a lot of fun while losing not too much money. Neither of us displayed any particular interest in sexual activity. This isn’t unusual for the day after I have an orgasm. Also, while it may seem more romantic, the tighter space in our small camper bedroom makes play more problematic.
All that said, we seem to have a pattern where if we are very active on a given day, sexual activity is suspended that night. I’m not complaining because more often than not, I’m not interested. Mrs. Lion has posted from time to time that she regrets the lack of activity.
Mrs. Lion hasn’t wanted sex for herself and reasons that since all the sex is for me, if I’m not that interested, then there’s no reason to do anything. That is perfectly reasonable. Hypothetically, if she wanted frequent orgasms for herself, then my level of interest wouldn’t control sexual activity in our house. If we both wanted sex, then the odds are much better that on any given night at least one of us would be horny.
In my case, when I get horny, I don’t necessarily get an orgasm, but I do get teased and edged. That certainly counts as sex. Mrs. Lion is doing a great job as my keyholder and a disciplining wife even without the incentive of hot and cold running orgasms for herself.
She knows I feel guilty about this situation. Even though on one level I understand that she is getting benefits from what we are doing, on another I feel very selfish. I know it’s not easy for her. Yet, she does it. I worry that we can’t go on this way forever. I don’t like this being all about me.
Even so, I don’t want her to feel pressure that she has to start having orgasms in order to assuage my guilt. As much as we both hope her libido will return, it might not. Now that we are more than halfway through our third year, it’s unlikely I will stop worrying and feeling guilty. Maybe this is the price of enforced chastity for me.
What I want most of all is to help make Mrs. Lion happy. That is far more important to me than enforced chastity and FLR.
On the Comeback Trail
Lion was the perfect gentleman yesterday. Except for a few times he was snarky to me. But that’s OK because I snarked right back at him. When we met up with friends he was well-behaved. There really was nothing to complain about anyway.
He also had nothing to complain about in the bedroom last night. When we first started snuggling, he said he was losing interest. I told him I could fix that. Lion can almost never resist my mouth. And he couldn’t last night either.
I got him right to the edge several times. I was trying to decide if I should give him an orgasm. Since we haven’t been doing anything lately, it seemed rational to just edge him. On the other hand, we both like his orgasms. Ultimately I decided to give him a slow buildup to orgasm. It might just be the thing that gets us back in the swing of things.
Today we’re wandering around the area while our friends go whale watching. It’s a beautiful area. We’re on the island with a few more islands around us. Lion is looking forward to taking some pictures. He loves landscape photography. Later on we’ll meet up with our friends for dinner. And after that?
I don’t normally have plans for Lion at night. Sometimes I’m leaning toward spanking but I change my mind when we start the festivities. Really, it’s more of a spur of the moment thing. It really depends on our mood. Mostly my mood, but if Lion isn’t in the mood, that drives it too.
So we’ll play it by ear. I’d like to do something tonight, but since I gave Lion an orgasm last night, he may not be interested tonight. And that was a consideration last night when I was deciding whether he should have an orgasm or not. It’s not like he can’t be interested but the odds are against it. It’s my job to convince him.
One thing that might help is that yesterday I had a twinge of horniness. He was excited when I told him about it. He wondered why I didn’t say something. It was just a twinge. It wasn’t anything I would have knocked him down and ridden him for. But it is good news. Maybe my interest is on the uptick. We’ll have to keep an eye on it.
We Never Really Stopped
We’ve arrived at our campsite. I’m writing this after dinner on Friday night. Our trip was uneventful other than Mrs. Lion growling at some other drivers. The RV park is nice and we connected with our friends. It is good to see them again. I don’t think that either of us is exhausted by either the trip or the chores of setting up our trailer. It’s cool (65 deg. F) and pleasant outside.
Mrs. Lion informed me that so far I have been cheerful and friendly. I’m following her orders. I’m also having a lot of fun. Having a full time job takes a lot of worry off my shoulders. Tonight may be the new beginning of our play.
Even though we “fell off the wagon,” so to speak, neither of us forgot our commitments to FLR and enforced chastity. As you may have read, over the last months we have had our ups and down’s with what Mrs. Lion calls play. Our down’s have been caused by my lack of interest or her lack of energy.
My interest drove the first year or so. Over that period, Mrs. Lion found and supported the real benefits we get from FLR and enforced chastity. We agreed that these practices have become a permanent part of our lives. So, what happens when our activities drop off?
You might assume that if our interest in activities like spanking, teasing, and other BDSM stuff drops, then our chastity/FLR lifestyle also stops. For a while, that’s what I thought. But as I reflect on the last few months I realize that even when we think we are slacking off, things really haven’t changed all that much.
I’ve been wearing the chastity device. I may not have wanted teasing or orgasms as desperately, but the device was where it belonged. My rules have been in place. I may have “missed” a few spankings, but the offenses were generally noted. Mrs. Lion continues to make many decisions for us both. Sounds like we are still practicing enforced chastity and FLR.
What we didn’t do is consistently enforce rules. I didn’t get BDSM play very often. I didn’t want it. I got the same number of orgasms I have when we are very active. It’s true, my obedience wasn’t tested or exercised as much as we might have liked. But Mrs. Lion made sure I obeyed as she wished. The bottom line startled me. We are consistently practicing enforced chastity and FLR even when we think we aren’t. That is very good news to me.
