Of Course I Did
Yesterday I wrote that, because of a snafu regarding the schedule, Lion was due for three four-day waits in a row. I wasn’t sure if I would give him his orgasm last night. That’s not technically true. I was pretty sure I was going to give him one. He was too. And why not?
If I take it down to the basic form, all Lion cares about is that I’m in charge. As long as I do what I want and not (necessarily) what he wants, he’ll be happy. There are some nights he’s not so ready for an orgasm. Too bad. Is it a scheduled night? If so, then he’ll have that orgasm whether he wants to or not. Now there are some exceptions. Is he not into it because he’s tired or not feeling well or he got bad news? I won’t force him to have an orgasm. But if it’s just an average Tuesday night and he’s just not as horny as he could be but I still have enough to work with, he’s having the orgasm. There are some nights he’s very ready for an orgasm. Too bad. If it’s not a scheduled night, he’s out of luck. Unless, of course, I feel like it. He can always hope for a bonus night.
In four days, Lion will have yet another orgasm. Then he’s in for a longer wait. I think he only has two orgasms scheduled for November. The poor boy. Fairly long waits for a Lion used to having a ten day wait on average. I know, he’s a lightweight when compared to some males in chastity. Our little game is less about the wait and more about the teasing. I don’t think I ever looked at is as an exercise in making him wait. Pre-chastity he waited a few weeks at a time before he’d take matters into his own hands. It’s not the wait that bothers him so much. It’s the constant reminder that he can’t take matters into his own hands. It’s the constant reminder that I can torture him and lock him back up. It’s the constant desire that I will go just a tiny bit too far edging him and he’ll get to the promised land.
Four days, four weeks, four months. It doesn’t matter. And if it doesn’t matter, I’d rather stick to shorter waits. Not necessarily four days, but not four months. I think Lion agrees. And if he doesn’t? Too bad.
Keep Your Man An Orgasm Junkie
Are orgasms like potato chips; you just can’t have one? Of course most males have them one at a time with substantial spacing between “bites”. Even without enforced chastity I doubt I would have more than three a week. When I was younger, an orgasm a day kept lion grumpies away. Now, an orgasm a day would stop being fun in under a week. Oh how we change with age!
Male orgasms, at least for me, are habit forming. It’s a little like drugs; once you’re hooked you have to detox. After a while, you no longer crave the drug. The same is true of orgasms. If, as Mrs. Lion joked, my last orgasm was January 1 2016, I would be a very unhappy lion until January 30. Then, I would slowly forget about orgasms entirely. I’ve come to learn that some males like the idea that enforced chastity will facilitate their kicking the orgasm habit. Not me.
For males, orgasms are like solar energy; when harnessed they will provide all sorts of useful benefits. If blocked, a major renewable energy source is lost. Let me explain. Orgasms themselves aren’t the source of useful male behavior. The desire for an orgasm is a fundamental motivator for virtually every animal. Males of all species will do nearly anything for the opportunity to orgasm. The hotter that flame of desire burns, the more the resulting heat drives males to higher levels of energy.
So, enforced chastity is not the removal of orgasms as its name implies. It is the harnessing of one of nature’s most formidable forces: male desire to orgasm. A keyholder wants her male “hooked” on orgasms. She wants him to remember how much he wants them. She provides them often enough to keep him wanting more, but not enough to give him much rest from his desire.
It turns out that this can be tricky. For example, Mrs. Lion edges me almost every day, yet after a while, even though I enthusiastically respond to her ministrations, I begin losing my desire for ejaculation. That surprised me when I first realized that was happening. My working theory has always been that as long as I received teasing and edging, my hormones would keep flowing and my desire to come would grow and remain high until I finally got relief. It turns out that for me it’s true but only up to a point. After two or three weeks, I still respond very quickly to stimulation and feel massively frustrated after edging, but once the session ends, I quickly forget about sex.
On the other hand, if my last orgasm wasn’t too far in the past, after edging there is a prolonged sense of frustration. The next day I find myself wishing for that elusive orgasm. In short, I remain in heat. The longer I go without an orgasm, the less orgasm matters until the next time I am teased. In a very real sense, teasing satisfies me more and more as time goes by.
Many keyholders want to harness this male sexual energy. It’s pretty easy to do. Just let him know that his next chance to orgasm depends on him pleasing you. If you give him specific tasks, sexual or not, that will help advance the date of his next orgasm, he will attach those tasks with growing enthusiasm every day he is made to wait. But, as I mentioned before, this only works up to point. After a while he will lose interest in the orgasm. You can tell this has happened when he complains that after he comes he is depressed for days and would rather not go through that. He begins encouraging you to make him wait longer and longer.
That complaint is not entirely bad news. Looking at it in a slightly different way, what he is saying is that it’s easier for him when he’s not in heat. But then you use that heat as a renewable energy source. He may actually feel depressed after an orgasm. It’s normal and is called the refractory period. This is the time it takes a male to regain the ability to come again. In enforced chastity, I think that period changes from when he is physically able to come again to when he can start to forget how much he wants another orgasm. I doubt that the males even realize this. Of course, I may be completely wrong, but this is my theory. The keyholder as a good sex “pusher” will give her male just enough orgasms to keep him addicted and wanting more. She can use edging as a way of assuring his desire for another orgasm remains high. But he never gets “enough”. She always makes sure that his desire to do anything to get his next “fix” remains high. Mrs. Lion is very good at keeping me in heat.
The Schedule
Last night I realized that Lion’s next orgasm is scheduled for today. It wasn’t initially. He had his birthday orgasm and then another scheduled four days later. I questioned whether he would be horny enough for an orgasm that quickly. He needed a date for the website so I said October 16. This was all subject to change if he got his original orgasm as scheduled. I should never have doubted him. He got his orgasm after only a four day wait. But I never corrected the schedule.
As it stands right now, Lion will receive an orgasm tonight and then go back to the original schedule, which gives him another one on the 20th. That’s another four day wait. Hmmm…. That’s three four-day waits in a row. A Lion could get used to that. One of the things I tried to do was to make sure none of the waits are the same from one orgasm to the next. I know I give him bonus orgasms from time to time which throws the schedule off, but the actual schedule was varied.
On the one hand, I could forget about tonight’s orgasm and just make him wait until the 20th. On the other hand, I know his next wait is fairly long and giving him somewhat rapid fire orgasms could make that wait better – or worse. I was also teasing him last night that after January 1, he has no orgasms on the schedule. He may never come again. Poor Lion. That’s just because I haven’t sat down to create it. Or is it? We all know Lion will get more orgasms. I like giving them to him too much to stop giving them to him.
So what’s the answer? Well, Lion will definitely have an orgasm on the 20th. As for tonight, I’m keeping my options open. Let’s see how play goes tonight. If he’s desperate enough I may give him one. Or not. You see, sometimes I like the element of surprise. I like it when Lion has no idea if this buildup is the one that will take him all the way. I like it when I stop just short and he keeps bucking the air. I like the little noise he makes when I stop and he’s frustrated. I also like the noise he makes when he comes. So I’m not telling. I’ll figure it out later.
Length (Mostly) Doesn
There are a nearly endless number of ways to practice enforced chastity. No particular way is more correct than another. In fact most of the mail we get asks about sizes of one sort or another. One of the most confusing measurements seems to be length of wait. Just how long do you have to wait before you get your enforced chastity merit badge? Is it a week? Two weeks? A month? A year? The rest of your life? Are you a wimp if you need an orgasm more often than once a month?
I’ve come to realize that the actual number, how much time between orgasms, is one of the least important aspects of male chastity. At least for me, enforced chastity is about surrender. I have willingly turned over all rights to my penis to my wonderful wife, Mrs. Lion. That means she can give or withhold orgasms, even erections, as long as she wants. I spend my time locked in a device that only she can open. My penis and my sexual pleasure are hers and hers alone.
So, in order to assert that control does she need to engage in an escalating process of making me wait for ever-increasing periods of time? If she gives me an orgasm once a week, is she somehow giving in to me and letting me manage her control of my orgasms? Apparently a lot of guys think that way. Orgasm control is not the same as denial. Her power lies in her ability to decide exactly when and how I will enjoy sexual stimulation, not how often I get it.
It seems to me that some people use enforced chastity as a way of avoiding too frequent sexual contact. There’s nothing wrong with that. At least it makes something that might have been considered a problem into fun. My enforced chastity is less about how long then it is about how much. I feel Mrs. Lion’s control because she stimulates me (edging mostly) almost every day. After five days I am climbing the walls. After two or three weeks I stop caring very much whether or not I will come. Yes, the continued teasing keeps me ready, but there is a mental volume control that lets me enjoy the edging but keeps the desperation level at a tolerable volume.
I think that the most important consideration when picking length of wait is that it is always 100 percent clear to the caged male that his sex life is never business as usual. There is no way I can even pretend that I have any control at all when Mrs. Lion takes my cage off and then edges me over and over. Each time I want to come. I start bucking like a bronco trying to get that extra tiny bit of stimulation that will take me over the edge. I can’t. Then, when she is done, back I go into the device. No fuss, no muss, no pity. It really doesn’t matter when she will finally get me off. I don’t think of that when she is teasing me. I do, of course, anticipate the day she has set. I’ll admit that if I have been waiting more than a week, I spend more time thinking about that joyous release than I do after three or four days. The fact that she varies my wait from just a few days to three or more weeks keeps me off balance.
You see, if the waits are similar in length, the body gets used to the wait. That’s a coping mechanism that most creatures display when it comes to gratification. Train a lion that he will come every three days and then wait a week, his sexual balance will be disrupted. I never get to have sexual balance. Mrs. Lion constantly varies my wait. She tells me when my next orgasm will be, but that doesn’t help the reptilian part of my mind that’s in charge of sexual need.
The result of this lack of routine is that I am never more than a brief thought away from conscious knowledge that my lioness owns my sexuality. This is why I say that length (of wait) doesn’t really matter all that much. It is continual demonstration of control that counts. Mrs. Lion does it by never letting me get used to how long I have to wait. It works extremely well. Oh boy does it! I am trying to get hard now just thinking about tonight’s edging. It’s been three days and my “interest” curve is climbing sharply.
