No! Means No (At Last)

No Sex

Mrs. Lion means business. When she says, “No” she means it. Last night I really needed teasing, but she firmly refused to take me out of my cage.

(Tuesday, July 1, 2014) Mrs. Lion has been very kind to me. In the past she would give me an orgasm if I asked very nicely. That stopped when she set my first scheduled orgasm for July 4. I have been waiting nine days and I am really feeling it. However, no amount of begging will get that date moved up. I did ask for it and now I have it. Grrrr!

Last night we reached another turning point. Having learned that Mrs. Lion, like me, needs a nice warm up before the real action begins, I made a point of kissing and touching all those special spots that turn her on. It worked very well. I followed the foreplay with delightful oral sex. I had a great time. She is so tasty! I love the sounds she makes as she orgasms. I was hard and trying to burst out of my cage. I’ve always loved making her come. Yummy lioness!

After we snuggled a bit, I asked if she would tease me. I know that it is hopeless to ask for an early orgasm, however her teasing is certainly wonderful too. She told me she wasn’t going to take my cage off. I did my best to convince her. I used my best puppy dog face, I grumbled and made her laugh; but all to no avail. Finally, she spent some time playing with my penis inside its cage. She commented that I reacted very strongly. Of course I did! It was eight days since my last orgasm and I had just finished a delightful lioness snack. I was ready! If only I could feel her mouth or hand on my cock, even if it left me wanting, it would feel so good. But no, that wasn’t going to happen.

This is a true sea change. Before, even without providing an orgasm to Mrs. Lion, she would take me out of my cage and tease me until I couldn’t take any more. All I had to do was ask. Now, even with her still mellow from several orgasms, she firmly declined my piteous entreaties. Oh cruel Mrs. Lion! I woke up several times during the night with my penis pressing against its cage. My erection didn’t wake me up, but I was surprised it was there each time.

While I am not happy that I have lost my power of persuasion, I am very happy that Mrs. Lion is now firmly in control and I can’t get what I want just by being pathetic. I can’t get what I want, period. Ironically, that’s just what I wanted. Now that I have it, well I am very frustrated. I wrote earlier that I didn’t seem to be suffering from tree-humping horniness. I now officially recant. I am tree-humping horny!

The question is why? I think it is a combination of three things: the length of time since my last orgasm, the amount of teasing I am getting, and most importantly, giving Mrs. Lion a great orgasm. We’ve had me wait nine days with lots of teasing. I was quite comfortable handling the wait. I did want to come, but I wasn’t terribly stressed. Now, at the ninth day again, things are completely different. Since Mrs. Lion’s orgasms last night I am really desperate for sex. Giving her that delightful oral sex turned me on and hasn’t let me turn off. For hours after we finished, I could smell her on my face. It was wonderful. My nocturnal erections were more like they were when I was thirty, not at all typical of someone my age.

Did it turn me on that Mrs. Lion refused to take me out of my cage? No, that wasn’t exciting at all. It was massively frustrating. But it was also really good. I’ve been spoiled all these years. I’ve always had sex on my terms. I don’t feel guilty about that. I’ve always given as well as I got. But I have wanted to surrender control. Now Mrs. Lion has taken control for the first time. She has been decisive about when I will come again, and now is firmly controlling teasing as well. It frustrates the hell out of me. It makes me grumble (for real), but I have to acknowledge that I am getting my wish.

Even better, Mrs. Lion is beginning to provide spanking and other play on her own terms. I know she does these things because she knows I want them and that they turn me on. But now she is doing them as less of a service and more the way I would do them as a top. As a top, I did things that my bottom wanted: spanking, clothespins, etc. However, while I might pick things she wanted, I didn’t let her control how much or how long. I have wanted that from Mrs. Lion. Now I am about to get that too.

Last night, she shared some ideas she had. She wanted to fix my hands above my head when my penis was uncaged. She wanted to do it in a way that was comfortable for me and that would let me rub my nose if it itches. I went down to the basement lion playroom and brought up a pair of heavy-duty velcro cuffs, some chain, and connectors. We set it up and it met her requirement. She also wondered about mittens that would prevent me from using my hands to play with myself if I were not restrained but uncaged. I went back down to my playroom and brought up leather bondage mittens. They almost met her requirements. She said she wanted mittens with little spikes or something to make it hurt if my hands wandered down there. Some years ago, we bought some 3M adhesive tread liner. It’s very coarse sandpaper on a plastic backing that you can glue to steps to prevent slipping. We used it to line a couple of paddles and some clothespins. It really hurts! She wondered if we could use that. I’ve been thinking about it and I believe we can. Tonight I will see if we have any, if not I will get some and put that on the outside of the mittens. I’m sure that will work.

This is all a very big deal to me. It means that Mrs. Lion is no longer doing things because I like them with an eye toward always making it fun for me. She is now taking me at my word and acting as a true top. I’m going to find out how it is to be a real bottom / chaste male. More importantly, even if I hate it, I know it won’t stop. That’s very important to me too. If I have surrendered control, that’s it. This is Mrs. Lion’s show, not mine.

Caged male half of a happy couple practicing enforced male chastity and domestic discipline. Locked since 1/2014. Domestic discipline 3/2015. Lion's first mouth soaping was 7/17.

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