As I’m working today, I’m trying to prioritize things. Which stack of papers needs to be dealt with first. Which stack can wait till tomorrow. And I realized that along with prioritizing things at work, I need to prioritize things at home. We’ve lapsed into a sort of a slump again. With winter coming and the dark commute, it’s easy to be fooled that it’s later than it is. By 8 o’clock I’m thinking it’s time for bed. I need to put playing first again.

This morning, Lion said he woke up hard. Yay! I said we’ll have to see if Mr. Weenie wants to come out and play tonight. Then, as I was thinking about it getting dark early, I had a funny thought. Well, I think it’s funny. Lion may not think so. I was thinking we should play earlier in the evening – sort of an early bird special, which I thought I might tease Lion about because he’s older than I am. Anyway, I thought it was amusing. I could even make up some coupons for early bird specials.

There is really nothing that keeps us from playing earlier. We’ve just developed a rhythm of dinner, tv, play, sleep, rinse and repeat. But, like all rhythms, they can become old quickly. Sometimes you need to spice things up. I’m not talking about adding different play. We’re fairly spicy as it is. I mean playing at 7 instead of 9. Maybe a no-TV night. Maybe a mid-week dungeon visit. Just a change thrown in to keep things more interesting.

Yesterday I felt regular twinges of desire; nothing specific, but interest nonetheless. I realize that tomorrow is my scheduled orgasm date. I suspect I will be up to the challenge. The only question is how enthusiastically I will react. On Sunday, Mark left this comment:

I think you need to lock lion up for a month with no orgasm. maybe some t&d. but he gets to cum too often.

Mrs. Lion indirectly referenced it yesterday in her post. Mark brings up a fairly common misapprehension about enforced chastity. Unless you’ve actually done it, you probably think that the more time spent unable to orgasm, the more desperate the need to cum. Therefore, if waiting a week doesn’t produce the required amount of desire, waiting longer will increase desire. That is absolutely untrue, at least for me. Even with daily teasing, after a point my interest will fade.

It turns out that we males are more sexually complex than we think. Before enforced chastity I always assumed that the longer I go without an orgasm the more I will want one. It didn’t take long once I was locked up for me to find out that all those years I was wrong. As I’ve written before, my desire follows a predictable pattern. My interest in orgasm declines as time goes by. Regular teasing by my lioness keeps the flame alive, but it can’t prevent it from getting down to a flicker eventually.

I also learned that despite the wait times, teasing, and other stuff, my interest can fade for no apparent reason. I’ve always thought it was a biological cycle. I think it might be. What surprised me on Sunday is that this cycle can be interrupted; not by teasing but by another activity that I find very arousing. In my case it was being tied into the sling and then figged. Just thinking about the proceedings made me ready to get hard as soon as Mrs. Lion touched my penis. So, to some degree Mrs. Lion was right. I was bored by our routine. I didn’t realize it, but she did.

The prescription for my loss of interest was a bit of S/M. Kinky lion.

I think Lion is bored, not broken. I’m not surprised he got hard as soon as I touched him yesterday. He knew I’d turned on the heat in the dungeon. He watched me prepare the ginger butt plug. He knew he was going in the sling. I’m surprised he wasn’t hard as soon as he was strapped in. I think the shaver I used was also providing some vibratory action for Mr. Weenie. Lion said it doesn’t vibrate, but it sure feels like it does in my hand. Maybe not as much as the Magic Wand, but it does provide a little stimulation. All these things combine to make a happy Lion. And then I started stroking him. And then I started sucking him. Yes. A happy boy.

It took a little while for the ginger to take effect. He felt it right away, but it didn’t get really hot for about five or ten minutes. He said moving it around cooled it off a little, so naturally, I stopped moving it. The piece of ginger we bought will make two decent sized butt plugs. Sometimes, by the time I peel it and shape it, it’s very small and fragile. We are fortunate to live in an area that has a few Asian markets. They may have an even better selection of ginger. In this case, bigger is better.

I was really only going to edge him yesterday. It hasn’t been that long since I gave him a bonus orgasm and his scheduled orgasm is tomorrow. Someone suggested that Lion gets too many orgasms. I had that in the back of my mind as I was sucking him. But then, when I finally got him close to the edge, it was clear I went too far. To avoid a ruined orgasm, I started in again quickly after I stopped. I’d rather give him a full one than a ruined one. Unless, of course, I was going for the ruined one.

At this point, I don’t know if Lion will be ready for his scheduled orgasm tomorrow night. I’ll have to see what the Lion weather report is today. For all I know, he just needed his pump primed and he’ll be back in fighting action for a while. Maybe he just can’t deal with my taking the night after an orgasm off. If I play with him tonight, he may not lapse into his slump again. I’m up for the challenge. Are you, Lion? [Lion — I’m always ready for a challenge!]

Yesterday afternoon, Mrs. Lion led me to our dungeon. I had been unlocked and climbed into the sling. Mrs. Lion began by doing some much-needed hair removal. During the process I became hard. I was quite surprised. I’ll save the description of the rest of the proceedings for Mrs. Lion’s post later today. What I do want to talk about is the remarkable  change in my interest in sex.

Since my last orgasm a week ago on Sunday, I didn’t feel any real interest in sex. None. Mrs. Lion unlocked me last Tuesday and we cuddled. She tried to arouse me, but it just didn’t work. On Thursday she unlocked me and did manage to get me hard. After a lot of attention she edged me. I know, you’re thinking that means I was interested after all. Hang on, there’s more. After the edging I immediately lost my erection and with it, any interest in more activity. The edging was nice, but not really something I cared about.

That is certainly out of character. I was concerned. Clearly, something was going on. I wasn’t upset with Mrs. Lion. Work is going very well. There was no reason for my loss of libido. I knew that Mrs. Lion had plans for us to play this weekend. I wasn’t interested. So, yesterday when the time finally came, even as I was being secured in the sling, my interest was low. But as soon as Mrs. Lion touched my penis I reacted normally. An internal switch was thrown and I was the normal, horny lion Mrs. Lion knows and loves.

I’ve reported how my interest in sex follows a predictable pattern after each orgasm. This last time was completely different. In the past there were periods when I wasn’t very horny. These periods last from a few days to weeks. This time, if it is my normal sexual cycle was far more severe. I just don’t understand why. What’s worse for me is that I have no idea if the same thing will happen after our fun today. I had an orgasm yesterday after seven days of waiting. I am dreading a repeat this week.

Maybe I shouldn’t be concerned. After all, it makes waiting painless. But it isn’t the “me” that I know. I want to be horny. I want to ache for that orgasm. I don’t want to be indifferent to whether or not I get to come.