Last night Lion had some anal training. I used the smaller Njoy plug. As I was inserting it I noticed that his cheeks were still rosy from his punishment swats. Just the roughed up outline of the paddle, but it always amazes me when I leave a lasting mark on him. In the past I have tried to give him bruises. Supposedly with our big wooden spoon I should be able to consistently do it. But there have been very few times it actually worked. Of course, I’m not talking about beating him to a pulp. I mean one bruise that he’ll feel for a day or so. I may add that as my next goal.

I know he has his cage and that’s a constant reminder that I am in charge, but sometimes Lion needs a different kind of reminder. A nice bruise would remind him every time he sat down. And thinking about that might even make him horny. Since he likes when I flex my muscle, so to speak, I may have to come up with more ways to remind him who’s the boss.

We do text and send emails throughout the day. Generally they are just about dinner or laundry, but sometimes I stop him in his tracks. The few times I’ve told him I’d be using his tongue or fingers for my pleasure, I know no matter what else was going on he was probably working on a chubby at that moment. Yay me! Mission accomplished. Mostly I want to keep him on his toes. I don’t want things to get boring for him. So I’ll be on the lookout for ways to keep things interesting. Poor Lion.

(Wednesday, September 3, 2014) Last night, after my shower, Mrs. Lion got the very mean bloodwood paddle. This is the one from Hanson Paddles to which I (stupidly) applied some rough, anti-skid surface tape (another Home Depot find). She told me to roll over on my stomach and administered four very painful swats. She made a show of tearing up my “naughty lion” coupon. She commented that my butt was rosy red. It felt hot and stung. Then, as promised, after giving me one last chance to pee uncaged, Mrs. Lion locked me up again. She asked me if I wanted to be locked up. I gave a very dubious, “Yes.”

“You don’t want to be locked up?”

“Ummm.”

“You did ask for this, didn’t you?”

(Pause) “I did.”

With that she handed me the base ring and I put it on. Once on, she caged me and tightened the security screw, I could feel the cage and its weight. I wonder what she would have said or done if I had objected to going back into my cage. Would she insist, or would she let me stay wild? The bigger question remains: Is my chastity under my control? Can I say, “Stop,” and Mrs. Lion will unlock me?

Before being released for the long weekend, I had no doubt that Mrs. Lion was in firm control. Nothing happened while I was wild to suggest anything has changed. Maybe it was the question from Mrs. Lion. Asking me if I want to be locked up suggests to me that I can say “No.” and remain wild. It may all be semantics. I think if the conversation went like this, I would feel more controlled:

“You don’t want to be locked up?”

“Ummmm.”

“It really doesn’t matter what you want. The cage goes on now.”

This could be said as sweetly as she wished, but it would have sent a strong message to me. Apparently, it is a message I need to hear. I suppose going wild stirred some insecurity that all this is up to me and Mrs. Lion is really operating under my direction.

Another part of me worried that if I did remain wild, our sex life would return to its former, dormant state. Essentially, I am like a zoo lion who is released from his cage. After wandering outside for a while, he goes back to his cage where he feels safe. Like the zoo lion, I have internalized my living in my cage and when released, I have a good time for a while, but look forward to the safety of being locked up.

Mrs. Lion wrote yesterday that she will be more active in anal training and teasing, perhaps increasing the frequency to every day. Now that is exciting. She also wrote that my next wait(s) will be challenging. I suppose it had to get to the point where she will stretch my time between  orgasms. I guess this is inevitable. I can’t say I am looking forward to increasing level of frustration, but it does go with the territory.

Increased teasing will make the wait more difficult. Anal training doesn’t seem to affect how horny I am in the days after she gives me a workout. I’m learning that there are differences in the long term effects of items in Mrs. Lion’s bag of tricks. Teasing, edging, and spanking all keep me tree-humping horny for days after she does them. Ruined orgasms tend to kill horniness for a day or so and then return me to the level it was at before Mrs. Lion ruined it. Anal training tends to sustain the level for a day or so after she does it.

All forms of attention are very welcome and make me feel Mrs. Lion’s control and love. I guess it makes sense that different activities have different impact on me. Now that we have experience with all of them, Mrs. Lion has the tools to orchestrate my desperation for release. She has a growing toolkit for lion sexual control.

Lion, in his last post, was correct. I did ask him if he knew anything about the missing Naughty Lion coupons. I really was teasing him. He didn’t know where I put them, but it seemed very strange that the Good Lion coupons were right where I left them. So I thought, on the off chance he had maybe relocated them to see if I’d notice, I’d ask him. I would have been very surprised if he had done it.

Last night Lion got his punishment swats from Friday night. It didn’t make much sense to me to punish him before he was feeling better. Besides, this way I got to use the paddle with the rough, non-skid surface on it for maximum effect. Four hard swats turned his buns bright red. And then he went back in his cage. He grumbled a little bit about being locked up again. He said he enjoyed being wild. I told him maybe I’d give him more chances another time.

So why does he want to be wild now that we’ve both decided the cage is serving its purpose? Is he having second thoughts? Does he really want to be wild as in not locked up anymore? What would happen if he was no longer caged?

Maybe being faced with the prospect of being caged again is like going back to work after vacation. You may hate not being on vacation anymore but work is necessary. If I gave him a choice I don’t think he’d choose to be wild for good. We both realize that the cage is necessary for us, at least right now. Not in the sense that he will go back to masturbating every few days, but because it keeps us focused on us.

Lion’s wait time has been chosen. September 9 is his next orgasm, pending any rewards or punishments. He doesn’t know it yet but the following wait time has almost been determined. I am wavering between two dates. Either one of them will be a real challenge for both of us. But that’s next time. This time is six days away. It’s not the longest wait time. It’s also not the shortest. But it will involve an increase in anal training. And perhaps some form of teasing and/or playing every night instead of every other night. Lion will be happy to hear that.

After his vacation from his cage, I think it’s time to ramp up the intensity. Summer was exciting with all the trips and being outdoors. Maybe fall can be just as exciting indoors.

We arrived home safe and sound with me still wild. I know that sometime after my shower tonight, the cage will go back on and I will be waiting again. Last night I got another wonderful oral orgasm. Mrs. Lion took me to the moon and back. RV sex is wonderful. Who am I kidding? Sex is wonderful. Mrs. Lion has honed her lion-stimulating skills to a razor’s edge. Last night was truly memorable. We were vacationing at the shore enjoying the ocean views and the clear, blue sky. It was a great change of scenery. All that beauty and being wild at the same time. Wow!

Clearly, Mrs. Lion is bringing things back to normal. I noticed she had my “Naughty Lion” coupon on the bed. She commented that I must have stolen the others. What others? She said she took a number of them with her on our trip. She had all of the blank “Good Lion” coupons, but the “Naughty Lion” coupons were missing. Did I know anything about their disappearance?

No, of course not.

Are you sure?

Absolutely!

She smiled and told me that she believed me. I would never steal or hide her coupons. More important, she noticed they weren’t there. I really love that Mrs. Lion is thinking about keeping me caged, tracking naughty behavior, and administering discipline. I know that she may not be love all aspects of our chastity lifestyle, but she seems more comfortable. I am grateful for that.

Now I have to do my part and not over think. I am a very happy lion.