Monday was another quiet day and night. I remained locked up. We did get to snuggle for a while. That felt really good. I love feeling Mrs. Lion in my arms. My sexual energy is still low. I am not aware of the usual morning erection. Apparently I am somewhat dormant. This happens every so often. I seem to have some sort of cycle. When I am in the unhorny part of the cycle, I still think about sex and can be aroused, but there is no sense of urgency. This cycle is a long one. I think it lasts several months. There is only a week or so when my interest drops enough for me to notice. I am near the end of that week (I hope).
Another factor is stimulation. If I don’t get any direct stimulation I also lose some interest. This has always been true for me, especially when I am at the unhorny part of my cycle. When I am at the peak of the cycle, I get very desperate. I wonder if other males experience the same thing. I also wonder if anyone has studied this. Does it take longer to get hard when at the low point? Does time to orgasm change based on the cycle? Science has a lot to learn about males, I think.
I remain surprised that my enforced chastity is so well integrated into our lives. My body has adapted and I am comfortable with my cage. Mrs. Lion seems to have accepted it and to some extent the new power she has. In short, it’s just no big deal anymore. Males new to enforced chastity obsess over security, fit, fear of damage caused by lack of ejaculation, etc. In fact, for newcomers, enforced chastity becomes the center of their lives. Of course that has to change. The world is not that interested in whether or not my penis is in a cage.
Sex is something else. Being caged continues to put sex in the foreground for both of us. There are times every day when I am reminded that sex is for me, an intellectual exercise. Physically, I have no ability to enjoy it on my own. In reality that isn’t a problem. I have never even considered cheating on Mrs. Lion. Of course, before January I did masturbate. That option is out now. I think the hardest part for me is knowing that I can’t do anything sexual.
It’s a little surprising that this feeling isn’t disappearing. While other things are becoming routine for me, like peeing sitting down at home and dealing with the hardware, the “surprise” that I have no sexual control isn’t diminished. In fact, it’s stronger. It has taken a while to really soak in. Enforced chastity started, at least in my mind, as a sort of sexy game. It felt the same way that bottoming did. There was no sense of permanent loss, just an exciting, short-term adventure. Now, I am finally starting to realize that this isn’t my game anymore.
This is the first time I have truly experienced sexual submission. I’m a pretty independent sort of lion and have always been careful to keep my options open. While it is theoretically possible for me to escape the cage, it is difficult and detectable (I don’t think I could get back in while locked). So, even if I took it into my head to get off, it would be so difficult that I know I would quickly decide not to bother. Of course, it makes no sense to imagine that I would rebel from something I want, but then it is very different to want something than it is to actually live it.
Mrs. Lion has been very good about keeping my frustration level at a controllable level. This gives me the chance to adapt to my new circumstances. If she continues to challenge me, I will learn to more fully accept her control. Enforced chastity has turned from a game into an adventure.