wartenberg wheel
Mrs. Lion experimented with her new wartenberg wheel.

Yesterday was Valentine’s day. It was also my scheduled orgasm day. Mrs. Lion planned it that way. I was treated to a visit to our dungeon and was strapped into the sling. We then had a pegging and Flexall on the balls program. Mrs. Lion also tried out her new wartenberg wheel. She used it on my most sensitive areas. Ouch!

She started out with a modest amount of Flexall applied to my anus and perineum. That wasn’t too bad at all. Then she applied more to my balls as well. I was surprised that it still wasn’t very intense. Lioness 2.0 noted this and made a most liberal application of the painful liquid. When she saw that I was still not sufficiently hurting, she massaged the oil deeply into my scrotum. That really got my attention. My balls were on fire.

That was the effect she wanted. All the time she was masturbating and sucking me. She kept stopping before I could come. She noticed the way I was reacting. She told me that she wanted me to enjoy my orgasm, so she would wait until I stopped burning. Then she released me and told me to go wash it off. After I took a shower and was no longer in pain, she gave me a great oral orgasm. Whew! She asked me if it was worth the pain. Without pause, I said “Yes!”

Later, much later after I returned to earth, I asked Mrs. Lion when I would again be eligible to come again. She looked in her calendar and told me it could be February 20. This date is only six days away, but under 2.0’s new policy, it isn’t necessarily the date I will actually be given an orgasm. It’s only the first day I could be given one. This new policy was created in response to some suggestions I had made.

For over a year, Mrs. Lion gave me orgasms when she wanted; or at least she did it without me ever knowing when I might come. I mentioned that it might be more exciting for me if I knew when I would get my chance. My suggestion was that if she announced my orgasm date, then if I were naughty, she could change it as a punishment. That never happened. I missed the excitement of wondering if this time she edged me I would get to come.

Being the brilliant lioness she is, 2.0 decided she could give me both the ability to see a date in the future that might change as well as making me wonder if this time she masturbated me, she would actually push me over the edge. Her plan is diabolical. Now, she announces a date. That date isn’t necessarily when I will get to come. It is the first date I could get to come. So, there is no hope of an orgasm before February 20. On or after that date I could be given one in my lioness decides she wants me to come. So, between now and that date I know I won’t come. But on the 20th, I will have to wonder if this time she plays with me she will let me ejaculate. So, after the 20th I’m playing orgasm roulette.

Yesterday I assured Lion that his date would not change unless he did something incredibly stupid. He didn’t. He did, however, have something on his punishment list. A big something. I grabbed the nasty bloodwood paddle with the rough stuff on it. I gave Lion four hard swats with the rough side and then gave him a rest. The next four were with the regular side of the paddle. He squirmed a little bit and I mentioned it to him. He said it really hurt and I said he needed to stay still. It’s not my problem that he can’t stay still. I’m only punishing him because he did something to warrant it.

I let him fester for a while and then I unlocked him. We snuggled for a bit and I teased him because he said he was very horny, but Mr. Weenie didn’t immediately spring to attention. What’s up with that? Was he really horny? Couldn’t be. He was hard soon enough though and it was apparent he was very horny. But weenies don’t get an orgasm just because they’re ready for one. They need to be edged a few times. Besides, I told Lion I wanted a lot of cream filling as a reward for letting him come. I had to make sure I’d get my treat.

After using my hand for a while I decided he needed oral attention. I got him oh so close a few times before I finally sucked him dry. He made the best noises. I guess he really was horny. And now he’s a satisfied boy who says he feels good this morning. I hope so. I also hope he’ll be very horny again on Valentine’s day for his next scheduled date. I bet he will. I’ll make sure of it.