Whenever I give Lion an orgasm I almost feel the need to apologize for not making him wait longer. I know this is just between the two of us, but since we’ve been sharing with our readers it seems like I’m letting all of you down by giving him release. I can almost hear the collective groan, “He had another orgasm? Jeez! What’s up with this woman? Doesn’t she know the rules?”
I don’t know the rules. I’m making them up as I go along. Besides, there isn’t one set of rules. Suppose I told you that you have to eat dinner at five o’clock every night. That’s the rule. My parents did it like clockwork. My grandparents, dairy farmers, ate at 4:30. Since many people don’t even get off work till after five, that rule wouldn’t work very well. There can’t be one set of rules for everyone. So why do I feel like I let you down?
Everything I’ve read says I should be making Lion wait weeks, months, years for an orgasm. That seems silly to me. Why am I making him wait? So he’ll be more docile? More helpful around the house? More attentive? He’s already a great guy. He does things that annoy me. Interrupting, for example. But I don’t feel the need to change him. Besides, if I wanted to deny him that long we could have just continued with our previous state of sexual relations. I could have let him take care of himself.
To me, playing is all about sex. It never occurred to me that I could play with him without giving him an orgasm at the end. If I’m going to give him a big spanking, get his cheeks all rosy, get him all turned on, there should be a logical conclusion. I think that’s why I had so much trouble in the beginning. There’s not really a logical conclusion tohim a few times and then just locking him back up. What’s the point?
Just like there’s not one set of rules, there isn’t one point to it all. Lion and I don’t care about marathon waits. Without a specific date chosen, my only goal for him is to make it to when he is really, obviously tree-humping horny and then add a day or two. Can I change my mind in the future? I can change my mind by the time I’m done writing this! A month from now I may be extolling the virtues of a month’s wait. Who knows?
What I do know is that last night I tied Lion to the bed, smacked his balls more times than he wanted me to, and then I gave him a blow job which culminated in a big orgasm. And we both went to bed with smiles on our faces. And I’m not the least bit sorry for that.