Time To Go Home
(Monday, July 4) I did it again. Sunday night I got spanked for getting food on my shirt on Sunday. A couple of hours after the punishment, Mrs. Lion asked if I had forgotten something. I said, “No.”
She said, “Uh Oh. Did you thank me for the swats?”
“Um, no I didn’t.” Monday is punishment day. Who am I kidding? Living with 2.0, every day is punishment day. Tonight there will be fireworks inside as well as out.
Sunday, we visited a “local” casino. The billboard advertising it said, “Left at the next traffic light.” That light was over 40 miles away! We knew that, of course. It makes us chuckle at the absurdity of the message. The 40 mile ride is a ride on a beautiful road that travels over a mountain pass and through a desert. The entire 40 miles has no sign of civilization beyond the road and some high-tension power towers.
The casino itself is very large. We were surprised. We expected a tiny building with a few slot machines in such an underpopulated area. We took the drive just as an excuse to go somewhere new. We like wandering around learning about where we have made camp. Once we find a place with enough cell service to upload our posts, we will go off again with no particular purpose. We will get back to the camper for dinner and a swim for the dog. We probably won’t go out to find some fireworks. The nearest display is over 50 miles away.
Sadly, we will be on our way home as you read this. Our week of vacation is over. Mrs. Lion goes back to work on Wednesday and I return to the job hunt. Time just flies by when we are together. By contrast, it drags when I am home alone. The best thing about vacations, or life for that matter, is that I get to spend it with my lioness. There are many things people might not understand about our relationship; enforced chastity and female led relationship being a couple. But we figure out what works for us and stick with it.
Not My Independence Day
Every so often I find a post that claims health benefits for a male under enforced chastity. These claims range from increased testosterone to a sudden personality change that results in a compulsion to do housework. Along with these claims are suggestions on exactly how to achieve these great results. Our vacation time gave me a chance to consider all these interesting claims.
The most “interesting,” to me at least, is that male testosterone will increase with sexual abstinence. There is some science behind this claim. Apparently, there is a short term drop in testosterone immediately after ejaculation. However, this recovers quickly to the previous level. More testosterone does not mean a more “masculine” he-man. It does increase the risk of heart attack. It also doesn’t make erections easier to achieve or harder. It will make a man more aggressive and more difficult to live with.
The second, and most common claim, is that by withholding orgasm, a man will become more submissive and willing to take over domestic chores. The theory is that the desperation to come will cause the guy to become willing do to anything just to improve his chances of ejaculating. Some guys swear this is the case. However, I suspect that they wanted this outcome. So, when they finally got locked up, they just had to do housework and act submissive. Perhaps this is what they wanted all along and enforced chastity gave them permission to finally display this behavior.
Things certainly change when enforced chastity enters a guy’s life. He has to learn to accept that he can’t have any kind of sex without his keyholder’s permission. For me, at least, the effect was profound. This wasn’t a form of sex play. I really couldn’t even get hard without Mrs. Lion unlocking my penis. It took some time to soak in, but once I understood that my favorite toy is permanently under someone else’s control, I could feel changes taking place.
The changes weren’t the dramatic stuff you can read about online. They are much more subtle. I found that my thoughts about sex started with Mrs. Lion unlocking me. It’s hard to explain, but to me, sexual thoughts are more in the third person; sort of “I bet someone would have a lot of fun with her.” Not, “I could sure have fun with her.” It’s more that I think it would be nice to see that movie, not that I could be in it. It might not sound like a lot, but I think it shows that I truly have surrendered my sexuality to my lioness.
Beautiful Scenery
As you know, I forgot to have Lion wear the shock collar until we got home. Once we uploaded our posts and ate lunch, we went off on an adventure. Other than beautiful scenery, there isn’t much else around here. I really think, at this point, we have exhausted everything we care to do in the immeidate vicinity. Nonetheless, we will probably go off on another advneture once we upload our posts.
When we made it back to the camper, I did have Lion put on the shock collar. Unfortunately, it was near dinnertime and we were in and out of the camper with Lion dressed. The shock collar was pinching so he asked to remove it. No shocks for Lion yesterday. He will get punishment swats for getting food on his shirt at lunch. We both forgot about the punishment until we were falling asleep last night.
Lion had his orgasm on Friday night. He was not horny and we were both tired last night. I assume we’ll play tonight. I should say, barring any unforeseen complications, we will play tonight. I haven’t used anything from my bag of tricks except for the Magic Wand and a paddle. I’ll definitely have to change that.
Despite the lack of cage, we are still practicing enforced chastity. Lion is not allowed to touch himself beyond peeing, cleaning and the occasional adjusting. As far as female led relationship is concerned, Lion is still deferring to me for decisions. Granted, the aren’t major decisions (Am I hungry? What should we have for dinner? Can he wear a T shirt?) but they’re still decisions. There’s no difference between home and our home away from home. And there shouldn’t be.
Thinking About Baseball Stats
I got an orgasm on Friday night, only one day past my “maybe” day. It was my first camper orgasm of the year. Historic. It’s great to be away from the home for a while.
Unfortunately, while we have cell service at the state park, the data rate is unbelievably slow. Oddly, this horrid service isn’t just here. It is far more widespread. Four bars and data at less than 100k. So, we write here in the camper, then drive 15 to 20 miles to get enough data speed to upload to the blog.
I’ve been writing about alternate views of orgasm spacing. One, talked about a situation where the keyholder wants penile penetration as her only form of sexual activity. Her problem is that if her male abstained more than two weeks, he would have an “accident” inside her whether or not she wanted him to come. They took this issue as a reason to stop enforced chastity. My suggestion was to masturbate him to ejaculate as often as necessary to assure performance during penetration. The idea is that enforced chastity is about transferring control of male sexual activity, not making him wait for long periods of time between orgasms.
The alternative to frequent ejaculation is extreme self control on the part of the male. Steeled Snake (steeledsnake.com) commented that he has learned to control ejaculation so that he can provide all the penetration his keyholder wants without the risk of orgasm. He said that he stops thrusting, or asks his keyholder to stop, when he is close to coming. He waits until the danger has passed and begins again. Over time, he said, he has learned to withhold orgasm for longer and longer amounts of time. He has been conditioned to avoid orgasms, even when inside his keyholder. She can make him wait as long as she wants before he gets to come.
This technique requires both partners to work together to prevent those messy accidents. It’s a tried-and-true technique to help a male control himself. We don’t attempt this sort of control. The only time we have penetrative sex is when Mrs. Lion wants me to come inside her.
