True To Her Word
Last night Mrs. Lion did exactly what she said she would do in her post yesterday. She plugged my butt with the Njoy plug and then after a couple of hours with the plug still inside me, teased me and edged me quite a few times. Her headache hasn’t returned, but she still isn’t fully up to her old self. She also used rope to tie my cock and balls tightly before I was hard. She tied my cock so it was stretched quite long. It didn’t hurt, but the head turned an interesting shade of blue-red.
I thought that I had lost much of my interest in sex over the last few days. Clearly that wasn’t true. My Jail Bird will arrive at Mature Metal tomorrow and hopefully it won’t be long before I get it back with the new base rings. I have to admit that I miss my cage. It is nice to pee at a urinal with confidence, so being wild isn’t all that bad.
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Tomorrow promises to be interesting as well. Mrs. Lion plans to put me in the sling and then do some spanking, pegging, and who knows what else. Tomorrow is also my scheduled orgasm day, so that might also occur in the sling. The sling is surprisingly comfortable. It gives Mrs. Lion great access to my ass for spanking and pegging, and as you can see, my penis and balls are front and center as well. By adjusting the height (simply take up or use more links in the chains), she can put my anus at just the right height for a strap-on if she wishes. So far she hasn’t used one on me, but the sling makes me completely accessible. Perhaps she will take some pictures for your enjoyment.
Weekend Orgasm
My migraine opened the door for a head cold. I may not be able to breathe well enough for oral activities, but I can still play with Lion tonight. He will be glad to hear that.
Tomorrow night is Lion’s scheduled orgasm date. I’ve missed a few play days with my headache so I need to make up time with him. He hasn’t been edged in days. I’ve patted his buns, but there haven’t been any substantial swats in a long time. I’ve fondled his balls, but I haven’t whomped them. Poor neglected Lion! I will do what I can to rectify that situation.
At some point over the weekend I think we need some sling time again. He really is at my mercy when he’s strapped into it. I can do anything I want to him. He can only wiggle and maybe move away a little bit, but he comes swinging right back to me. This motion is particularly helpful when I’m pegging him. I very light thrust on my part swings him away and back again. The sling also opens up his butt for a more precise spanking. And, of course, all his bits and pieces are right there at my disposal. Yes, the sling will get some work this weekend.
For tonight, I thought I’d stuff him with a butt plug and fashion a cage out of a piece of rope. I’m sure his cock is missing the confinement and I can fix that. And then I will have to give him the edging that he’s missed. I may just go until I break him. I don’t know how horny he’s been the past few days, but I’m sure I can get him nice and hard. And, even though I may not be able to breathe well enough to give him a proper blow job, I know I can tease him enough to drive him crazy. He should have a fun weekend.
Enforced Male Chastity Helps Our Relationship
Poor Mrs. Lion is still under the weather. She keeps worrying about my sexual happiness. I need her to feel better more than I need teasing or an orgasm. As she wrote in her post yesterday, I am cage free until my Jail Bird comes back from Mature Metal. I have to admit that being cage free feels odd to me. After almost a year of full-time wear, I am very used to it. It feels a bit like walking around without my wedding ring.
It may sound strange, but what started out as a kink I wanted to try has turned into something that has vastly improved our relationship. As Mrs. Lion wrote yesterday, we both approached enforced male chastity as a power exchange game in which I temporarily relinquished sexual control to Mrs. Lion. Over the years we have tried other top/bottom games. Mrs. Lion has spanked me, tied me up, and inserted various objects in my butt. She has also tied up my cock and balls and applied Icy Hot, clothespins, and velcro to sensitive spots. In fact, she still does.
She approached locking me up as a similar game that supported my need for power exchange. She has always approached these things as puzzling ways to make me happy. She’s never understood them, but has done them because she knows I want the play.
When I approached her about enforced male chastity she wasn’t very surprised. I could see the inward eye-roll as I told her what I wanted her to do. As with the other things I have requested, she agreed. S0 for the first few months she indulged my kink purely out of love for me.
Slowly, almost too slow to notice, things started to change. Being locked in a chastity device stopped being sexually exciting fun. Instead, it became part of me. Much of the time I forgot it was even there. I stopped thinking about masturbating and completely accepted that any sexual pleasure would come from Mrs. Lion on her terms.
She changed too. She came to understand that my sexual helplessness imposed a responsibility on her. She realized that she truly owned any sexual pleasure I might have. Before being caged, she didn’t really think about that part of me. As our sex life diminished, she wasn’t consciously aware that I was missing the sexual pleasure we shared. We never stopped loving each other and remained best friends totally committed to each other. But the sex virtually stopped.
Once I was locked up, she was forced to consider my sexual health. She knew I was incapable of as little as an erection without her taking action; unlocking me. She also thought about the fact that we were both missing the fun we had earlier in our relationship.
We had the blog and both of us read as well as wrote posts here. Mrs. Lion committed to regular teasing and orgasms for me. She set up an every-other-day schedule for teasing. Later, she announced orgasm dates for me. Over time, the teasing included anal and other play as well. I was having an active sex life again! Even with the fact that my orgasms are not terribly frequent, I have had more in the last year than in the preceding five. I’ve had more play than in the last ten.
Most recently, Mrs. Lion decided that it wasn’t fair to deprive me of her orgasms. She loves to make me come and she knows I feel the same way about giving orgasms to her. So now she schedules her orgasms the same way she schedules mine. We both hope that frequent orgasms for her will reawaken her libido.
You could argue that we could have made all this progress without enforced male chastity. Maybe so. But we didn’t. That cage locking up my penis made us both continuously aware that my ability to enjoy sex is owned by my lioness. So even if she doesn’t need to think about her sexual pleasure, she has to consider mine.
The Jail Bird is a steel marriage counselor. It facilitates positive changes for us every day. Would this work for others? I think it will; maybe not for everyone, but for people who, like us, lost that sexual spark. It’s ironic that by denying sexual access, the device has actually revitalized our sex lives. Pretty cool!
The Cageless Lion
Lion’s cage is on its way to Mature Metal. I dropped it off at the post office this morning. That means I have a cageless Lion on the loose. I think he’ll enjoy the freedom, especially when it comes to peeing standing up without fear of spraying everywhere. Sometimes it’s the little things that mean the most. I was thinking this morning that his freedom and subsequent better fitting cage is sort of a chastity anniversary present. A year ago he was a wild Lion and then I locked him in the Jail Bird. Now he is a wild Lion until his Jail Bird comes back when I will lock him up again. I think the timing is sort of perfect.
I wish I could say I feel like playing with his wildness, but my headache and related foggy feeling are hanging on longer than usual. I thought I would be fine by last night. I just had a headache which, as I said yesterday, never kept me from giving or receiving sex. As the day wore on, however, things started going south again. My Lion was very understanding. He just wants me to get better. He takes such good care of me and I am grateful to him. I am determined to feel better tonight. Even if I don’t feel well enough for my own orgasm, I owe Lion some play time.
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You’re probably tired of hearing us go on and on about our upcoming anniversary. I never imagined it would go this long when we first started. I thought it was just another one of Lion’s phases like wearing diapers. I figured he would get tired of it after a while. Now the cage is part of him. Other than some sore spots here and there the longest he’s been out of the cage is when he sends it back to have it resized. I know I’m not wearing it, but it has made a tremendous difference in my life too. Poor Mr. Weenie is helpless in his cage unless I rescue him and play with him. Lion has gotten more attention in the past year than he got in the previous three years. I still feel bad about that, but I am trying to make up for neglecting him.
I’m glad Lion felt brave enough to introduce enforced male chastity into our lives. It’s definitely brought us closer together. I’m happy that after all these years we still love each other more and more each day. Caging Lion was similar to a renewal of our wedding vows. It is absolutely something to celebrate!
