Redeeming Coupons From Mrs. Lion’s Point of View
Sometimes Lion amuses me. First, I think he capitalizes on my poor memory. Then he tells me how the coupons should be redeemed, always careful to add “if it were me” somewhere in the conversation. Then he writes about it as if it is written in stone. What he never seems to remember is that anytime I say “ok” during these conversations it’s just an acknowledgement of what he said. He’s not running the show. I will take in all information and suggestions and form my own decision.
Now, I did initially say that if he redeemed his Orgasm of his Choice coupon, it would restart the clock. For this specified wait time I told Lion he would have a chance to earn both time off and time added. I then told him that if he earned an added day he would not be permitted to use a coupon to negate that added day. During the conversation in the car, he said if any time is added the coupons should not be allowed to be used. Then he further said if he earned time added it should be for more than one day because one day is nothing. This is why I hate making rules. They are too hard to keep track of. Days off. Days added. The party of the first part, henceforth known as…. It starts getting as complicated as lawyer gibberish. (No offense to the lawyers out there.)
Who is making the rules? It should be me. I will entertain his suggestions. In entertaining those suggestions I may say “ok”. This should be construed as an acknowledgement of hearing the suggestion. It should not be taken as an acceptance of how things are going to be done. I don’t want to keep track of a week added onto a “sentence”. Why did I pick September 9 as his next orgasm date? It’s easy to remember 9/9. Done. Why was I toying with September 30 and October 9? 9/30 and 10/9. Easy dates for me to remember. Once we start adding days and subtracting days it becomes less easy to remember. A week may be impossible. I don’t need added chores.
I said I would figure out the conditions under which the coupons can be used when I give him the next wait time. I’m thinking I will just let him use the coupons in the spirit in which they were intended. After this wait time, he can use them however he wants, regardless of whether I have added or subtracted a day. If he uses his orgasm coupon I’ll decide then if it changes his original date.
Redeeming Coupons
Mrs. Lion presented me with “Love Coupons” on our anniversary in August. Mrs. Lion’s love coupons offer me some very attractive opportunities. However, like any coupons you use at the grocery store, there are terms and conditions. We discussed this topic while on a drive. One coupon I received was for “the orgasm of my choice .” Redeeming it gives me the right to specify how I want to orgasm. Originally, when I got the coupons, I asked Mrs. Lion if mid-wait I could use a coupon to get an orgasm. She said that I could. I then asked if my waiting time would start over again of if the coupon represented a bonus. I favored restarting the wait time and she agreed.
Our conversation in the car started with us discussing adding or subtracting time from a wait. Mrs. Lion said that coupons would be invalid if she extended a wait. Since she would only extend my wait as a punishment, I thought that was fair. We revisited the “bonus orgasm” coupon. It bothered both of us a bit that I could essentially call the shots by using a coupon. So, we settled on a more restrictive definition: The orgasm coupon could only be used at the end of a wait to allow me to decide how I would come on the appointed day. This way, Mrs. Lion retains absolute control but I also get a nice reward when I redeem my coupon. The other coupons (reduce my wait by one day, go “wild” for a day) are fine as is.
I then did one of those suicidal things I am famous for; I said that if Mrs. Lion extended my time she make it at least a week. I had been thinking about the whole idea of extending a wait as a form of discipline. I realized that if she added a day, which was her original idea, it wouldn’t have a deterrent effect on me. Another day isn’t that hard to handle. A week or more added on is a very different thing. A week is a very long time when you are desperate for release. I will be very careful to avoid a sentence like that. Mrs. Lion commented that a week seemed too severe. I suggested that perhaps a warning for the naughty behavior might come before actually tacking on a week. Also, she can decide how important my infraction might be. She could also use a combination of penalties if she wants: spanking and an extended wait. Mrs. Lion will have to try different strategies to see which work best for her. But to me, a short addition to my wait time will not make the kind of impression I think it should.
As Mrs. Lion’s comfort level grows, she seems ready to explore new things. She knows I have always wanted discipline to be part of my experience. However, trying to introduce anything more than a few swats into something that was already very difficult for her, was asking too much. Apparently she has begun thinking about more active discipline as part of our routine. She is also considering longer waits. I could find myself with a full month soon. Poor lion. As Mrs. Lion is fond of saying, “You want this, don’t you?”
Yes I do.
Making A Spanking Memorable
Things are tightening up around the lion’s den. Mrs. Lion has also been thinking about an activity which I admit that I love to hate: spanking. When we got home from our long weekend, Mrs. Lion gave me the four hard swats called for in my Naughty Lion coupon. She used a hardwood (bloodwood) paddle with a very rough anti-skid tape applied to one side. I could feel every grain of that tape with each swat. THe next night she commented as she plugged my ass, that my cheeks were still rosy from my spanking. She said she could see the markings from the non-skid tape.
I know that Mrs. Lion has wanted to provide more lasting sensation after a spanking. I admit that I would like that too. She has had very limited success marking me (bruising). In her defense, I have to say that over the years tops who spanked me have had similar complaints. I don’t mark easily. In her post the other day, she wrote that she thought the heavy, wooden spoon would mark me. It should, but last time she used it, there were no lasting marks. Over the years I have learned that creating marks takes a special sort of swat. Many tops, including me, like to leave a “souvenir” or two on the bottoms we spank. Mrs. Lion does know exactly the right spot to swat me (green circles). She does that knowing full well I will feel it most there. I do and yelp each time she hits me. I think she likes my yelps.
When you go for a marking swat it is administered alone; that is, a long pause is taken both before and after administering it. One top warned me by saying, “I’m going to mark you now.” Markng requires an implement with a small surface area and a long enough handle to give good leverage. The large wooden spoon is a very good choice. The back of that spoon is fiendishly small. In the image of my butt (above), you can see the the areas circled in red represent the prime locations for marks. Ideally, one per cheek will assure that the spanking will be remembered long after it is done. Within that sweet spot, lower and toward the crack is most tender and most memorable locations for bruises. Using the implement a very hard swat is required for the desired result.
I know that many couples don’t include spanking in their chastity lifestyle. We do because it is something that turns me on, at least before and after the fact. During the spanking I am always sorry I asked for it. Mrs. Lion has worked hard to overcome her feelings about “hurting” me. I am very grateful that she is so successful in providing this stimulation. While not every caged male will find spanking a useful part of the enforced chastity experience, it is something worth discussing and potentially exploring. It certainly works for me.
Lucky Lion
It should come as no big surprise that Lion and I remember things a little differently. We have a habit of writing posts about the same thing from vastly different points of view. It’s not that either one of us is right and the other wrong. However, sometimes I do wonder if Lion isn’t thinking about someone else.
I don’t remember Lion needing to ask me to ride him in the early days. I also don’t remember his giving me oral orgasms after Lion riding. If anything, I think he licked me before I rode him. Afterwards I would have been done. No oral stimulation needed. As for last night, I didn’t have plans for Lion. I knew I needed to do something since I said I would be paying some sort of attention to him every night rather than every other night. I was thinking about spanking because we were talking about leaving marks. He kept saying he was horny. Boy was he horny. Just ask him. He was horny.
Earlier in the day I had tweaked my back moving some boxes. Then we went out to dinner. Afterwards my back was still twinging. I decided spanking probably wasn’t going to happen. Moving at all was questionable. But after the football game I decided to unlock him and go from there.
Somehow I always think I’m not going to actually edge Lion. It’s my intention to unlock him, take him for a spin around the block so to speak, and lock him back up. And then I wind up edging him anyway. It’s unusual for me to get wet while playing with him. I know that’s the way it’s supposed to work and the way it works for most people, but it usually doesn’t for me. So I figured since I was wet, and he was horny (he’d mentioned that a few times) I would ride him. And I knew that he’d never be able to keep himself from having an orgasm so I didn’t even tell him to. I didn’t make it easy for him though. I went very slow at first and then I even stopped. I’m surprised he didn’t keep bucking when I stopped. He just let out a small moan. Maybe he thought I was done and wasn’t actually going to let him come. Would I do that to him? Well, yes, but not last night.
It was actually an afterthought to have him clean me up. I remembered I told him a long time ago that if he came in my mouth it was mine but if he came inside me or on my hand he had to eat it. I haven’t been doing that. I’ve been greedy. Last night it just seemed like a good idea to have him clean me. And, of course, he gave me some wonderful orgasms too. It was definitely a win-win situation.
