Sexual Buffet
Mrs. Lion surprised me on Tuesday night when she announced that between July 15 and July 31, I could have all the orgasms I want. That’s the enforced chastity “get out of jail free” card. She was surprised that I questioned her decision. I did because I just don’t understand such a sweeping gesture. I’m sure she knows that I don’t feel particularly orgasm starved. I’ve been comfortable with her schedule for a long time.
In a way this is like the “free orgasm” coupons she gave me almost two years ago. It’s a super-sized version of those coupons. In her post yesterday, she anticipated that I would be reluctant to take advantage of this all-you-can-come buffet. So, she plans to edge me and then while I am panting with the effects of reaching the very threshold of paradise, tempt me by asking me if I want to come.
I suppose I shouldn’t look a gift orgasm in the hand, but I feel a little uncomfortable with that freedom. I like my sexual surrender. I don’t feel particularly deprived by being made to wait for each orgasm. Actually, I like it. I like feeling the control Mrs. Lion has over me.
It’s true that I really couldn’t pig out at this sexual buffet. After a few days of on-demand orgasms, I will need a while to recharge. I don’t feel a bit ambivalent about waiting for my ejaculations. Will I insult my lioness by just picking at the bounty she is offering me? I hope not. I don’t miss being master of my own orgasms. I like the way things are. Perhaps I am getting this wrong. Maybe Mrs. Lion wants a break of being in charge of my sexual pleasure. Am I being selfish if I don’t leap at the chance to ejaculate whenever I want? I am grateful that she is being so generous. For the record, I still have a bunch of orgasm coupons I never “cashed.” In fact, I haven’t used a single one.
My next scheduled “maybe” date is July 15. That’s the first day of the orgasm window. I can see having an orgasm on the 16th, perhaps. We will be on the road on the 15th and will probably be too tired for much sexual activity. After that, I just don’t know. Perhaps I will wait until Mrs. Lion is in control again.
Orgasms are great, don’t get me wrong. But what really rings my bell is Mrs. Lion’s control. That’s why those coupons still gather dust in my underwear drawer.
A New Twist
Lion is back. It’s amazing how a little thing like a job can change his whole attitude. I’m kidding. The job is a huge thing. He’s very excited to get started. And I’m excited for him. He’s like a little kid waiting for the first day of school. He was even in the mood for love last night. That’s definitely a step in the right direction.
When I unlocked him and grabbed my bag of tricks, he teased me about going right for the clothespins without any sort of warm up for him. I’m really not sure how I’ve done it in the past. I suspect I’ve done it both ways. Maybe it depends on how excited he seems to begin with. However, last night I decided to do things a little differently. I got him excited, edged him, and then put a clothespin on. It’s true that this way he wouldn’t really get that many on, but it was a little twist for him. Each time I edged him, I put another clothespin on. I told him this way we’d know how many times I’d edged him. For the record, it was six times. After the fifth time I had a different idea. When I was done with the sixth time I told Lion my new plan.
Between July 15 and the end of the month, Lion can have as many orgasms as he wants. Immediately he asked me why. Why ask why? Just shut up and enjoy it. Sheesh! He said he wasn’t arguing; he just wanted to know why. I was already going to give him a hurray-you-found-a-job orgasm. I didn’t really base that orgasm on whether or not it was a full time job or contract. I figured money coming in was good enough. But this is such a cool job. And it’s full time. And he’s so excited. I decided to give him a bigger reward than just one orgasm.
It is true that Lion could decide to only have one orgasm between July 15 and the end of the month, but I seriously doubt it. Now that his confidence is back and he’s happy and the strain of looking for a job is gone, he’ll want more. I doubt he’ll go overboard. He’s not going to ask for an orgasm a day. Seventeen orgasms is too many. He may go for two or three in a row, but he’ll fizzle out after too many in a row. He’s not the young man he pretended to be when we first met. (He was only fudging by a few years at the time anyway.) I just hope he doesn’t feel bad asking for an orgasm whenever he wants one. To counter that, I will ask as I edge him if he’d like to have an orgasm. In the heat of battle he may be more likely to say yes.
It’s All About The Story
Have you been to an amusement park and took a ride on the roller coaster? Exciting! Have you been to a theme park, like Disney World, and rode Space Mountain. It’s a roller coaster too. Which was more fun? I vote for Space Mountain. The Disney attraction if you see it in the light, is more of a kiddie coaster, but because there is a story wrapped around the ride, it is much more exciting.
The reason for this is that the amusement park ride is just hardware, Space Mountain is an experience. While waiting on line, you pass through all sorts of space stuff: a control room, countdowns, and other interesting displays. By the time you get to the actual ride you are primed for a space experience. You’ve been prepared for an exciting ride in space.
There is a strong parallel with enforced chastity. None of the fantasies are about someone simply locking the penis in a device. There is always a story. It could be the possessive wife/girlfriend who doesn’t want to take any chances her man will cheat. Or, maybe he can’t be trusted not to jerk off to pornography. There is always a reason the device is introduced. Once it is in place, she discovers other benefits like increased sexual attention to her, a willingness to do housework, etc. In some stories she also humiliates the caged male. I think you might agree that thinking about the fantasy plot line is every bit as exciting as wearing the chastity device. I would be surprised if many new keyholders realize the importance of creating a story as well as managing their caged males’ ability to orgasm.
Years ago, I attended a workshop for BDSM switches (people who assume both dominant and submissive roles). Two of the speakers were a married couple who both switched. They took turns being dominant over the other. They demonstrated how they did this. I was very impressed that as soon as one of them assumed the dominant role, their entire demeanor changed. The dominant partner became strict and autocratic. He (or she) would act as though the role was permanent. There was a story.
When she took charge, he was told he had been naughty and needed a spanking; which, of course, she pulled down his pants and administered. Until I saw that, I hadn’t really put the pieces together. Her words to him were hot, to me at least. They were way more arousing than the actual spanking.
Having a story isn’t about elaborate role playing. It isn’t about the keyholder becoming someone else; someone she doesn’t want to become. It’s about introducing just enough story to add heat. A simple technique is to add a “reason” for what you are doing. For example, reminding him that you think it is “cute” or “funny” he can’t get hard. Or that it is fun for you that he gets so frustrated. Your story is that you are enjoying his situation.
If you need inspiration, read some of the extensive chastity fiction that is peanut-buttered all over the Web. The key to a good story is that you, the keyholder, is inserting yourself into his situation. You are providing him with deeper reasons why his penis is in a cage. You don’t have to be silly or extreme, just do enough to get him to react. Every guy is different, but I’m willing to bet it will be easy to find a few simple things that will provide an extremely hot story for his lockup.
No Nookie for Lion
Lion got some good news yesterday. Wonderful news, actually. Barring any bizarre hiccup with references or background check, he will be an employed Lion. I suspect he won’t start before the end of July, but still, it’s a weight off our minds. I think Lion is still in shock. Still in it’s-too-good-to-be-true mode. Until he has an actual signed job offer in hand, he will not feel comfortable. But at this stage of the game, I don’t see them changing their minds. He’s in. And then, of course, he’s worried about how long he can keep this job. His confidence is pretty beat up at this point.
Needless to say, he wasn’t wholeheartedly in the mood for much last night. Plus, when we went to celebrate, he had some alcohol that made him itchy. To counter the itching he took a Benadryl, which he swears makes him stupid. It definitely made him sleepy. All of that translates into no nookie for Lion.
By this morning, I think he was coming to terms with full time employment. He’s getting used to the idea. It took him a little bit to wrap his head around being a jobless Lion, so I don’t think there’s anything wrong with taking a beat to absorb having a job. Knowing it’s a job with a wonderful company with amazing benefits is another perk. And I know he’ll have a lot of fun too. That’s actually one of the biggest reasons I wanted him to get this job. I want him to enjoy what he does.
I was actually debating whether or not to leave Lion wild for another night. I thought maybe we’ll play tonight so he can just stay wild. But it didn’t seem to serve any purpose. I can just as easily unlock him tonight if we play. Or even if we don’t. So right now, as Lion stares at his inbox for word from his new employer, he is securely caged.
I’m hoping he will be more in the mood tonight. It’s been quite a while since we played or did anything other than snuggle. Does that mean I miss it? Maybe. I definitely want Lion to have his fun. Maybe I’m done making excuses for why we aren’t playing. Now that the biggest excuse has been solved, we can get back to normal.
