Just By Locking Up My Cock
I’m sure you won’t be surprised to hear that last night, my scheduled orgasm night, I turned out to be horny after all. Once released from my cage, the world seemed different, brighter, with more possibilities. Mrs. Lion spent a bit of time teasing me then asked me to turn over. She then proceeded to give me a fun spanking, first with her hand and then with my Valentine’s Day gift, a small rawhide flogger. The flogger stung but also felt good. I am kinky, after all. Following the spanking was a slow, teasing handjob that ended in a most excellent orgasm. I feel so much better now.
I honestly didn’t think that I would enjoy coming last night. Thursday night’s tease didn’t feel all that good. Even though Mrs. Lion did edge me, it just wasn’t the thrill it usually is. I think the real cause was the sore on my frenum. That’s fully healed now. On reflection, I think it was caused by skin folding the wrong way when I was put back in the cage on Tuesday. The flaccid penis is such a shape changer that it can get itself in trouble when inserted into a confined space.
While I still get really horny and at times hate waiting, I also seem to be getting more accustomed to not expecting relief. In the past, pre-chastity days, if Mrs. Lion wasn’t into sex, I could always jerk off and relieve the pressure. Now I am completely dependent on her for that relief.
Some people think the very act of locking up a penis and depriving its possessor of sex magically makes him more attentive and loving. The deprivation of orgasm is supposed to enhance intimacy and love. Some think it is the power exchange; the surrender to the keyholder. I’m sure that isn’t the case. I think the magic of male chastity is that it forces both partners into a kind of sexual dependency. This is only true if the keyholder does more than just lock up the penis and walk away. If she gets involved by asking her partner how he is doing and she teases him and edges him regularly, a strong intimacy develops.
Because men are naturally more outgoing about sex, they are very receptive to the frequent checking and teasing they receive. I think that the keyholder enjoys this new window into his sexual being. A strong bond forms around his needs and eventual release. While the way we express this varies widely, the result is a new kind of intimacy and a shared sexuality that, at least in my case, I never experienced before.
In the beginning I was very excited and did top from the bottom. A big fantasy was coming to life and I wanted it perfect. I must have been pretty annoying with my frequent, “Is it time yet?” questions. My dear lioness was very good about these efforts. She even let me top from the bottom for a while. Things are different now and I am glad. She is very much her own lioness and my input, while accepted, is not necessarily put into action.
For my part, I am more willing to accept Mrs. Lion’s lead without attempting to bend her decisions to my mental movie. It’s progress. I’m sorry in a way the only way to make this progress is for me to lose out on more frequent orgasms, but it is a price I am happy, no not happy, but willing to pay. We seem to have created the right conditions to improve so much of our life together just by locking up my cock. Go figure!
Lazy Saturday Morning
We woke up late this morning. Well, that isn’t really true. The dog woke us up early but we both told her to knock it off for a while. By the time we finally got up and Lion made a wonderful French toast Valentine’s breakfast, it was quite late. Then we went out and ran some errands. I needed to do some work and completely forgot about my post until a few minutes ago. Oops!
Over lunch, Lion was looking at his phone and said his calendar said it was Valentine’s day all day. I told him mine didn’t say that at all. I showed him my calendar. It says “Lion O” for today’s activity. He likes my entry better. I do too. If Mr. Weenie is up for it, he will get his scheduled orgasm tonight.
If he’s not horny enough then we’ll wait. I can understand his not being ready for an orgasm on a scheduled date. You schedule haircuts and dentist appointments. Orgasms are usually not scheduled. We’ve had some discussions over the scheduling (or not) of orgasms and what to do if he’s not horny on his date. The thing is, once we identify a “problem”, then Lion tries to solve it. And once I decide what should happen, Lion tries to change it. Up until the other day I had no idea he felt let down if he had an orgasm when he wasn’t ready. Problem. So what do we do about it? We can wait till the next day he’s horny. No big deal. Then he says he should have to wait until the next scheduled date. Why? Because that’s how it should be. Says who? Um.
The who that says how it should be is me. I’m sure if you ask Lion he will tell you “we” decided that he should wait till the next scheduled date. Here is what I decided: if he is not ready for an orgasm on his scheduled date, I will decide if he will get an orgasm the next time he is horny or if he’ll wait till the next date. It will depend on my mood at the time. My whim. My need for giving him an orgasm.
Tonight when I unlock him I will ask if he is ready for his orgasm. And if he is not ready I will decide what comes next. On the fly. With little to no input from Lion. He’ll probably give me lots of input, but I will make the decision. He may or may not like it. Oh well. That’s the life of a caged Lion.
A Problem With Scheduled Orgasms
Months ago I asked Mrs. Lion to let me know when my next orgasm would be. I did this, partly because I like knowing when things will happen, but more because it would give Mrs. Lion a tool to use for correction or reward. If I know when I will come next, she can change that date as appropriate and it will be meaningful. If I had no idea when my next shot would be, telling me I have to wait a day or week more wouldn’t have any real impact since I didn’t know a week or day from when. Mrs. Lion hasn’t made use of date changing. She did it once, for a day’s delay and the effect was very strong. Since then, nothing. That’s not a complaint on my part. I just want to set the scene.
It turns out that my level of interest in an orgasm is not constant, nor does it escalate every day my wait goes on. Today is my eighth day. I was much hornier on my fifth. Odd. When Mrs. Lion played with me on the fifth night, it was excruciating. I wanted to come so badly I could taste it. Thursday night (my 7th day), I couldn’t really get into it when she played with me. Friday morning brings no particular interest in an orgasm.
I get teased at least every other night. Mrs. Lion is very reliable about that. She brings me to the edge of orgasm (edging) at least once. She is very, very good at that. She edged me once Thursday night. It took a long time. It’s true that I have a sore on the frenum. Apparently I get pinched there. We can’t figure out how. That bit of skin is not covered by the cage.
Anyway, it seems to me that a simple schedule that doesn’t take into account my sexual rhythm may not be optimum in terms of orgasms. On the other hand, why should my rhythm matter? Shouldn’t I have an orgasm when Mrs. Lion wants? Of course I should. Maybe scheduling is fine as is.
From my point of view, it feels a little sad to come when I am not really into it. I think, at least in my case, orgasms are not created equal. Yes, Mrs. Lion can make me come and ejaculate. Sometimes it feels amazing. Others, it just happens with little satisfaction, occasionally hurting.
It’s not Mrs. Lion’s job to assure I have the best time when I come. I know she tries her best to do that, but sometimes my body just doesn’t cooperate. What’s a lioness to do? First, it’s not her problem, nor, for that matter, mine. It is just my male biology. If she wants to assure I am in the right frame of mind to enjoy such a great gift, maybe she could consider my reactions before actually granting me the orgasm.
That’s where the schedule problem comes in. All things being equal, the date she sets isn’t cast in stone unless she decides it is. Maybe, it also depends on my “interest” in that orgasm. If, I don’t get aroused quickly or react properly to her foreplay, she might put me away for a some time to see if that doesn’t improve things.
In a way this is a chastity game. If I don’t show proper appreciation for her efforts, perhaps I end up being teased and put back horny. I’m sure I will not like this one bit if it happens, but it may teach me and my body to appreciate the rare opportunities I get to come.
As I see it, if this happens, I am back in my cage for two days (at least) and then given another chance — or not. Mrs. Lion could just make me wait till my next scheduled date. That could be a long, frustrating wait.
Why in the world would I suggest this? Most likely because I just don’t know when to shut up. But in this case, I don’t think so. I think it has more to do with how I feel after one of those less-than-spectacular orgasms. I know it will be a while before my next chance and, in a way, it feels like I wasted this one. Of course, if I am very aroused (my lioness decides if I am aroused enough), then if she chooses I get my scheduled orgasm. If not, I have to wait. I hate waiting.
Mr. Weenie is Wounded
Last night, as promised, I took Lion out of his cage to play with him since we have plans for tonight, his regularly scheduled play night. As I removed the cage he discovered his sore spot is back. We wondered how it happened the first time. We thought maybe it got caught in his zipper. I believe he was wild because the cage was being resized at the time. He healed nicely and we went about our business.
However, if the sore spot is back there must be another explanation. It was not there on Wednesday night when I locked him up, yet it was there on Thursday night when I unlocked him. I’ll have to check the seal to his emergency key. Clearly one of his girlfriends has been too rough with him. (I tease him about that just to get a rise out of him.) But in all seriousness, we have to figure this out. I can’t have Lion in pain. I can’t play with Mr. Weenie if he is wounded.
When I put the cage back on last night, it appears that the sore is along the back of the cage. It’s possible it gets pinched as he moves. It isn’t pinching between the ring and the cage. I asked if he thought he should go back to the larger ring, but I’m not sure that will solve the problem. I don’t remember this happening when the ring was larger. The cage itself hasn’t changed. I even asked if he thought being wild would help. He said in his current state of horniness and length of wait, it would not be a good idea to leave him wild while he was unsupervised. I’m fairly sure I could trust him. Maybe not in the shower, but in general.
I can’t exactly put a Mickey Mouse bandage on his cock. I can kiss it to help it feel better. I told him I think saliva has incredible healing powers. He wouldn’t mind that as long as I would let him come. But I can’t. Not till Saturday. One more day. Maybe then we can reassess the situation.
