On Monday morning, I asked Mrs. Lion why she hadn’t used my zapper. You may recall that it is a modified dog training collar that gives either a vibration or harmless shock when the person with the controller presses a button. The device is useful as a silent way to summon me or to correct me. Anyway, her answer was, “You didn’t want me to use it.”


I did say on the one occasion she asked me that I didn’t want it. Who volunteers to get his balls shocked? Does she withhold a spanking if I’m not in the mood? Of course not. Lately, she’s let me call the shots. I am very sure that is a mistake. The lion zapper belongs around my balls nearly every day. It doesn’t mean that I get zapped. It is a clear symbol of who’s boss. It’s like the male chastity device. Its very presence is a clear reminder of my sexual status. The lion zapper is a more aggressive way of sending that message. Am I suggesting a rule?

I’ve been thinking about male chastity and how people play with it. In some ways, how the device is used reflects much deeper issues.

healthy male chastity play

A male chastity device can add a lot of fun to sex. How much fun depends on each partner’s attitude toward his penis.

  • The woman gets turned on seeing her man unable to access his penis This is probably the rarest female reaction to male chastity. Some women get aroused by the control the male chastity device gives to her. This is the most common topic in chastity fantasies and the least likely to happen in real life.
  • The woman enjoys the fun he has by being locked up this is probably the most common healthy female reaction. Mrs. Lion falls into this group. She likes how much I enjoy this play and participates fully. She puts the device on and takes it off (except the base ring which she has me manage). She holds the keys and unlocks and edges me almost every day.
  • The man enjoys her control without a large amount of role play If a woman is in the second category, she may well play along with some fantasy play. You know, “forcing” the caged man to give her oral sex, etc. No woman really likes the idea that she has to force her partner to please her. He can express his gratitude with his tongue, but leave the forced-sex fantasy out of real life.

unhealthy male chastity play

Maybe the word “unhealthy” is a bit harsh. I’m trying to suggest that the play is revealing an underlying issue.

  • The woman doesn’t touch the male chastity device or its contents Some women don’t like penises but they want a loving marriage. If he suggests male chastity, she may see it as a way to avoid contact. The most extreme example is when the woman tells him to lock up. He puts the device on and keeps the key. At a later time she tells him to unlock and remove the device. When he does, she tells him to masturbate. When he’s done, she tells him to lock up again. She completely avoids any physical contact with his penis. Once n a while, she may want fucking. She tells him to unlock himself and mount her. When done, she has him lock up again.
  • The woman keeps the keys, but otherwise, no contact with the penis This is the typical long-distance male chastity scenario. It’s not necessarily unhealthy, but it has very little to do with the woman. Her job is to mail the keys back to him.
  • The man doesn’t like his penis and hides it in a male chastity device. Some men don’t like their cocks. They don’t want to be women. For some reason, they don’t like their penises. Male chastity devices give them a way to remove their cocks without more extreme measures. This is rare. You can find examples of it on the Web. The accounts that I’ve read usually include a strong desire to be used and submit to male and/or female partners. They avoid orgasms for themselves.
  • The man can’t control his need to masturbate Most male chastity fantasies include this “problem.” The man constantly watches porn and jerks off. He has no energy left for his wife. This is “cured” by locking his cock in a male chastity device. I’m sure that there are many men who masturbate excessively. Since we know that men always ask to be locked up, it’s unlikely that a guy with this problem will ask to be locked in a male chastity device.


A male chastity device can’t cure an aversion to penises. It can create some discussion of penis activity since she tells him to unlock and jerk off. She might even watch. Maybe she can learn to do some sexual touching. Start with having her lock and unlock the device. He can still put it on and take it off. Operating the lock is a start. The idea is to work up to having her touch, maybe masturbate the penis. It’s worth a try.

I was surprised to discover that wearing a male chastity device continuously for almost four years cured me of masturbating. During that time, Mrs. Lion unlocked me frequently. She and she alone provided penis stimulation. I wasn’t allowed any sexual contact with my penis. Now, I have no desire to jerk off. I haven’t gotten myself off since December 2013. So, consistent use of a male chastity device will stop a man from masturbating. I don’t think it will do much more than that.

Male chastity is supposed to be frustrating and exciting fun for the man who wants to wear a male chastity device. His partner shouldn’t be expected to get turned on by locking up his penis. He shouldn’t expect her to share his arousal. She should be willing to manage his chastity and give him release when she decides he should get it. It’s unfair to put any other expectation on her.

The plan was to get to the airport with two hours to spare, get through security and relax a little at the gate. Getting to the airport was no problem. However, finding parking was another matter. The garage was packed. Getting through security was no problem. However, getting to the gate within the airport took some time. Walk, walk, walk, take a tram, take another tram, walk some more. I still had plenty of time, but there was no relaxing at the gate.

Lion and the dog are lonely back home. I’m lonely on the plane. I’ll get to spend some time with two of my kids before I head home again. My older son, who can’t make it to my daughter’s graduation, is in school to become a physician’s assistant. My daughter will continue on for a master’s degree to become a counselor. When my body craps out, he’s got me covered. When my mind goes, she’s got me covered.

It will be late when I get home Saturday. I’ll have to get the dog calmed down and then I can snuggle with Lion. I won’t promise to look for the missing piece to the restraint on Sunday, but I am thinking about it. By Monday, I hope to have found it. If not, I think I can find at least one of the old restraints and we can go from there. It may be possible to tie Lion down across the bed, in a position similar to his oral sex position. We’ll have to test it out. His head or feet may dangle off the edge. I should be able to figure something out that will work.

He mentioned his shock collar. I think it’s fully charged. I just have to strap him in and we can play Zapardy. At one point, I was thinking I could have him wear it during the day even if we’re together. I could give him random love zaps from time to time. Bzzzt. I’m thinking about you. Bzzzt. I love you. I don’t think he’d mind if I interrupted him that way.

We were both tired last night. My shoulders have been hurting. I assume that’s from wrestling with the dog. They’ve hurt for a long time, but she definitely aggravates them. Tonight, I have to lift her onto the grooming table to cut her nails. I can’t imagine that will do my shoulders any good. However, I want to take a stab at playing with Lion.

We’ve been putting the dog on the leash today. She argued at first, but now she’s resigned to the fact that she’s not going very far. I can try that tonight when I attempt to get Lion all riled up. It’s only been a few days since his orgasm, but we need to get things going if we’re going to keep up with our four orgasms a month goal. If we are lax now, we’ll be skidding into the end of the year trying to have three orgasms a day. And you know that ain’t happening.

I keep forgetting to mention that when I went into work a few weeks ago, I was going to make Lion wear some pretty panties. I wanted him to think of me even though I wasn’t around. Of course, I can make him wear panties any time I want. The point was to do it on a day I was gone. I don’t usually remind him who’s in charge. The panties would have done it for me.

The dog’s shock collar was delivered this morning. I have it charging. We needed something to snap her out of her craziness when she’s jumping on Lion. He mentioned that now they both have shock collars. Maybe he could wear his during the day and I could give him little love zaps throughout the day. I wonder if he’d rather have the panties or the shock collar remind him who’s in charge? The panties are definitely more subtle.

Lion wearing his shock collar for Zapardy.

Our puppy is a lot of work. Puppies generally are, but this one is a lot more than most. We have to teach her not to be afraid of going into her crate. I have to clean up all her toys and only allow her one or two at a time. She has to be tethered to one of us at all times, so she learns who’s in charge. It sounds like she’s grounded and can’t go out to play until she learns not to break curfew. Of course, this is a big change for us too, but we’re spending a lot of money to have our lives turned upside down, so we better do what we’re told.

[Lion — To be fair, the reason for all this fuss isn’t that the dog is being difficult. We hired a professional dog trainer to help us. All the toy removal and tethering is part of the training boot camp she needs. We haven’t started that yet. Until next Wednesday, we will be helping her learn to accept her crate and our authority. She is doing very well. We are both impressed with her changed behavior.]

I won’t say working from home is more distracting than being in the office. I think there are different kinds of distractions, and I have to learn to ignore them like I learned to ignore distractions at work. However, none of my coworkers nudged my arm for me to pet them. The biggest problem is that I have a backlog of work, and there’s no one to help me. That would have been true no matter where my desk happens to be, but it is pretty stressful. Perhaps training the dog when I have a lot to do at work was a bad idea, but we had to do something with her.

I didn’t write a post yesterday because the dog trainer was here, and that just sucked even more time away from my day. What I would have told you is that not only did Lion get his buns whomped Tuesday night, but he also got his balls zapped. We played Zapardy. It’s been such a long time since we played, I forgot how few zaps he can get. If he doesn’t answer a question correctly, he gets a shock. The problem is that he has the option to skip answering questions he’s not sure about. It’s conceivable that he could escape the entire game without getting zapped. While it is fair, I don’t think it really follows the spirit of the game. I’ll have to fiddle with the rules to ensure he gets the shocks he needs. More correctly, the shocks I need him to get.

His spanking was a success. He was yelping, but he managed to stay still. One of his straps started to slide down and almost went down his legs. That’s what happens when you have no butt to keep it up. It’s also why his pants fall down without suspenders. As much as he hates them, he either has to have butt augmentation surgery or wear suspenders. A Kardashian, he is not.

When I played with my weenie last night, Lion didn’t seem interested. As a matter of fact, he fell asleep. I can take a hint. I stayed snuggled close, so I didn’t wake him, but I gave up trying to arouse him. We’ll try again tonight, hopefully with better results. I know he thinks he’s horny, and he may very well be, but that doesn’t necessarily translate to an erection. It’s a good thing I like to keep trying.