Saturday Night Lights
The Fourth of July had nothing on last night. After covering my balls with clothespins and then edging me numerous times, Mrs. Lion moved to oral attention and asked me if I wanted an orgasm. My answer was, “Nuh Huh!” She then gave me a very intense orgasm. It was wonderful. Coincidentally, yesterday was my “maybe” date. This is a very good weekend, indeed.
It’s been some time since I have looked forward to a date. While I was working under a contract, each passing day caused me dread. I worried that once the money stopped, I wouldn’t find work for months. Once, the contract ended, each day felt like a countdown to disaster. Now that I have a new job, each day moves me a bit closer to my starting date; tomorrow stopped being my enemy.
Now that my future is my friend, the prospect of my next orgasm adds a cheerful sense of anticipation. I wonder how other guys are affected by the length of time they have to wait for the next ejaculation. I know from my own experience that once the wait gets over two weeks, the sense of anticipation fades and is replaced by acceptance of the fact I won’t come. Of course, the edging continues and instead of making my need to come grow, it becomes its own happy sexual conclusion. I look forward to the edging without really thinking about having an orgasm.
Enforced chastity forced me to adapt to a condition that is very unnatural to most men. In the vanilla world, a guy will masturbate if he has no other sexual outlet. As he ages, without active stimulation from a partner, he will eventually just stop masturbating and thinking about sex.
I think that enforced chastity can keep the male sexual fires burning throughout his life. As his refractory time (the time between being able to come) grows, the edging bridges that gap with active sex that keeps him ready for ejaculation when he is able.
The power of teasing is immense. When applied consistently, at least in my case, keeps sex front and center for me. That’s pretty cool.
Exactly How He Likes It
Lion didn’t know it, but he wasn’t going to get an orgasm last night anyway. And as it turns out, he wasn’t ready for it. He said he was horny earlier in the day. I guess by the time we adjourned to the bedroom, he wasn’t anymore. Just as well.
As you can imagine, Lion was over the moon about his job. Almost the entire trip here, I heard about the company. For the record, I didn’t know he’d get the offer yesterday. My orgasm buffet was not coordinated with his new job, except for the fact that we knew the offer was coming at some point. Actually, I thought it would be Monday before he heard anything. I guess the company wanted him to have a good weekend.
We are on the Washington coast. It’s usually overcast when we come here. That’s no surprise. I think this weekend it will be overcast and possible rainy the whole time we’re here. So? It’s still beautiful. And we can have adventures. And we’re together.
Lion will have play time today. Depending on our travels, we might even play during the day. We’re on vacation. We can do whatever we want. We haven’t been doing much lately so I bet he’ll enjoy anything we do. Except tiny clothespins, of course.
At any rate, I’ve got plans for him. I don’t exactly know what those plans are at this point, but something will happen to Lion today. Will that include an orgasm? That’s for me to know and him to find out. I may just edge him for a few more days. If he had accepted his all you can eat orgasm buffet graciously he’d have a say in it. But, as you know, he thought that was taking back power. So now he doesn’t have a right to know. And I guess that’s exactly how he likes it.
Great Day
Yesterday was an amazing day for me. First thing in the morning I got a call from the hiring manager at the company I have been hoping would hire me. He let me know I was getting an offer. A few minutes after we hung up, the recruiter called and said an offer letter would be coming. In addition ran through the benefits, advice about a background check, etc. Then the offer email arrived. I start work on August 1!
Immediately after the phone call from the recruiter, Mrs. Lion and I left on our weekend trip. Needless to say, I was floating on air. It was finally definite; I have a new job! I wonder if Mrs. Lion had some instinctive knowledge of this timing. She scheduled my “get all the orgasms you want” to run from yesterday to the end of the month. It exactly fits the time I will be waiting until I start the new job.
I’m writing this after dinner on Friday night. I have no idea if Mrs. Lion will start things off with an orgasm. After I expressed hesitation on taking her up on the sexual buffet, she announced that she will be deciding when I come during this time. Cool! She may wear me out.
The new job will involve a certain amount of travel. I suppose that means I will be wild more of the time. I doubt she will want to work out some plan to get me locked up after I reach my destination. We’re past that sort of stuff.
Now there are no excuses for avoiding play. The source of my worry is gone. Mrs. Lion is very relieved too. Our financial stability is assured at least as long as I have this job.
On Thursday night (our regular punishment day), Mrs. Lion gave me a bunch of maintenance swats in lieu of all the spilling of food I have been doing. It stung for some time. Yup, things are back to normal in the lions’ den.
I want to thank you for your patience and support. I know that my posts were not necessarily on the subject of enforced chastity and FLR. However, I am glad you shared more of our lives with us. I’m even happier I can share the joy we are feeling now!
I Don’t Get It
Sometimes Lion writes about something that really shows how far apart we are in our thinking. His post this morning, for example. He thinks the idea of trading a spanking for wild time is hot. I don’t get it. I’m thinking he’s so comfortable in his cage, he’d never come out if faced with a spanking. He knows how hard I hit. The only thing I can come up with that would make it work for us is if he had to be spanked to have an orgasm. I know he’s not asking to try this idea. I’m just trying to wrap my head around it. I’d say I know for a fact that Lion would trade a spanking for an orgasm, but I don’t know anything for a fact. He always surprises me with something.
One thing I’m pretty sure I know is that Lion is horny. He was lamenting last night that it’s been seven days (eight today) since his last orgasm. Awwwwww, poor Lion. A whole week? Merely a drop in the bucket for some of our readers. Needless to say, he didn’t get to come. Today is the beginning of his unlimited orgasm buffet. Technically tomorrow is his next scheduled date, but the buffet supersedes the scheduled date. For a good portion of those days, he will be wild since we’ll be on trips. Mr. Weenie will be at his disposal. More importantly, Mr. Weenie will be at my disposal. Of course, he’s always at my disposal. I just don’t have to unlock him while we’re travelling.
I haven’t decided how many orgasms Lion will have during the buffet. It’s sort of a spur of the moment thing. I’m positive it will be more than he’d ask for. Maybe even more than he’d want. Too bad. He gave up the right the decide when he gave me grief about it. All bets are off. I could teach him a lesson, though, and give him an orgasm every day. Maybe then he’d be more receptive to an unlimited orgasm buffet in the future. Maybe he’d agree to take more than he feels comfortable with in gratitude for such a nice offer. Then again, maybe he won’t get such a nice offer again.
Who am I kidding? I love giving him orgasms.
