My Start In Enforced Male Chastity
My interest in enforced male chastity began on the Internet. In the mid 1990’s I read newsgroups. These were the predecessors of today’s forums. The web was just getting going at that time. Prior to the web you communicated using newsgroups. You dialed into servers that you addressed with newsgroup names. These names looked like “alt.sex.spanking”, for example. The taxonomy was clumsy, but it helped sort out people by interest. By and large the dialogue was very similar to what you see in the forums today. One post referenced a web site about chastity. It was altair boy’s site. This was a very simple site with reader-submitted pieces on chastity devices, fantasies, etc. Remember, there were no such things as blogs back then.
Reading about enforced chastity turned me on. When I masturbated I fantasized about being locked up. Even back then I wondered why I got hard thinking about not being able to get off. It really makes no sense at all. I was equally bemused at my reaction to spanking fantasies. By the 90’s I had been involved in BDSM for many years. My first experiences were in the mid 80’s. I had been on both sides of the paddle by then. As I learned, experience didn’t make my reactions any less confusing. Spanking hurt, yet I unfailingly got hard whenever I received it or thought about receiving it.
In the 90’s I was a top with very few opportunities to be on the receiving end of a spanking. Oddly, giving a spanking didn’t get me hard the way receiving one did. However, there were lots of other things about topping that not only got me hard, they got me off. But even when I was a 24/7 master, I still thought about enforced chastity. Those thoughts still had the expected effect on my penis.
In the late 90’s I decided to review chastity devices. I had a full-time bottom living with me, so there was no chance I could be locked up for more than a day or so. Still, I loved the idea of at least trying toys out. I was able to get a large number of devices. I still have one of the original, hand-made CB2000’s. Truthfully, none of the devices I reviewed were comfortable enough for me to consider full time wear. Still, it was fun.
Over eleven months ago this chastity adventure began. When we started it, I wondered if the appeal would wear off once I had spent weeks locked up. Obviously it didn’t. Now I don’t fantasize about being locked up when I masturbate. There is a good reason for that; I can’t masturbate. However, when my mind wanders to my caged state, I feel that tingle and pressure inside my cage. The appeal hasn’t worn off, but what happens if it does?
I’ve given that some thought too. At this point, my interest in being caged is no longer the reason I am locked up. The reasons now go to the roots of our sexual relationship. My enforced chastity is a key component of our renewed sexual activity and my contentment. Mrs. Lion still acts as my keyholder out of love for me, but there are hints that my lockup is becoming more fun for her. She recently wrote that she doesn’t want to stop being my keyholder, which of course means I won’t be running around wild for the foreseeable future.
Enforced chastity has developed in stages for me. It started out as an amazingly erotic activity. It’s evolving into a necessary component of my relationship with Mrs. Lion. Is this what I fantasized would happen? Absolutely not! I never considered that I would be in a chastity device permanently. That thought never crossed my mind. Now, however, it is my reality. I can’t imagine things being different. As they say (who is “they”?): Be careful what you wish for.
Sunday is Funday
As you’ve read, Lion was ridden to orgasm last night. That was his surprise. Not much of a surprise really, but he’s always happy for a Lion ride. Actually I was thinking of surprising him with some play time for me and then an orgasm for both of us during a Lion ride, but it’s difficult to get both of us on the same page at the same time so I just went for his orgasm. I love the way he feels inside me whether I come or not. I know he loves it too. He was a very happy boy!
I got his buns very rosy as well. Toward the end he was yelling into the pillow. Success! He was not happy with my nubby paddle. It stings a lot. He prefers the thud of a flogger, which I also used. I’ll have to look for more thuddy things to whomp him with. My hand stings too but it’s a different sting according to Lion. I know I sure felt my hand stinging by the time I was done!
I didn’t try to leave marks on him last night. It was more of a slow build up. A sexy spanking, if you will. Designed to turn him on. It worked. As soon as he rolled over Mr. Weenie stood right up. I do owe him punishment swats for dropping things, but I forgot until we were ready for the show to begin. I knew I wanted the slow build up so I couldn’t very well start out with a bunch of hard swats. And I said I could just add them at the end but that seemed like it would ruin the mood. He’ll get his swats tonight. I’m sure he’ll do something else that requires swats. He can’t seem to help himself.
He really didn’t notice the date change yesterday till he read my post. I bet from now on he’ll keep better track of that date. Who knows when I’ll change it for no reason? Just trying to keep him on his toes. I know he’d never argue with my moving it closer. And he’d never turn down a bonus orgasm. He wouldn’t actually argue with my moving it further out either, if he doesn’t want it to move even further out. Poor Lion really is at my mercy.
Santa Isn’t The Only One Who Comes On Christmas Eve
Yesterday was my orgasm day. I had an amazing time. Mrs. Lion began the festivities by unlocking me and then playing with my penis until it was nice and hard. She then had me roll over (lions can do some tricks). She then used a combination of her hands, a leather strap, a paddle, and a flogger to nicely warm my buns. Her pacing was excellent. I enjoyed it from beginning to end. After the spanking she had me roll over again onto my back. She then edged me several times. I was way past tree-humping horny. Finally she lubed me up and climbed on for a short-but-wonderful lion ride. I exploded inside of her. Pure heaven! This had to be one of the most wonderful orgasms in memory.
Mrs. Lion has set my next scheduled orgasm for December 24, a ten day wait. We’ve both received comments that a scheduled orgasm date is a loss of power for Mrs. Lion. Some believe that she should be able to give orgasms or make me wait at any time she wants. A scheduled orgasm date takes some control away from her. I disagree. On more than one occasion Mrs. Lion has said that she needs structure to make sure she follows through on her commitments. She makes sure that she teases me or does something else every other day. That isn’t for me. It isn’t topping from the bottom. It is for her. She has created a framework for her role as keyholder.
Now a scheduled orgasm date is much more than structure for Mrs. Lion. It is a powerful tool she can use to control me. Aside from the occasional bonus orgasms, I see in black and white the next time I can come. I find myself counting the days. That date fixes my attention on my eventual reward. Where does the control come in? Simple. I also know that date can change. Mrs. Lion can add time whenever she wants. She did it once. It was only a day, but that extension hit me hard. I hadn’t realized how much I was counting on that orgasm date. When Mrs. Lion added a day, I was crushed. My scheduled orgasm date has become very important to me. I like to pretend I don’t care, but I do. I care a lot. One key to having power over another is to control something that person cares about.
So, if there were no scheduled release dates, Mrs. Lion would have to depend on telling me that I could have come, but (fill in the reason). This is actually far weaker in terms of control. Why? Because I hadn’t expected to come, so telling me that I lost a chance I never knew I had isn’t that bad. But losing a chance I had been counting on for a long time. That really hurts. This isn’t about hurting me. Mrs. Lion wants to make me happy. But it is about controlling me. She is learning very well how to do that. She has become quite expert as my keyholder. Thank you, Mrs. Lion!
New Date
Nope. I haven’t given Lion his orgasm yet today. We’ve been doing chores. I still need to do his manscaping. But I think it’s fun to change the date before he has one. First, because it gives him something to think about. Second, this time he doesn’t know I’ve changed it yet.
His new date is Christmas Eve. Mrs. Santa Lion will give him a nice present. But first he needs tonight’s orgasm. And, as I alluded to the other day, I think tonight will be a spanking night. It’s been a while since he’s had sexy red buns. I might even have another surprise for him. We’ll see how things go.
For almost two weeks Lion was at least partially out of commission. I think we only missed one normal play day because he wasn’t up to it. Most of those play days involved edging or ball play. He was in too much pain for spanking or even anal play. Now my pet is back to normal and ready for fun. Of course we’re both happy he feels better but I’m sure he’s looking forward to having red buns too. He may not admit it though.
