January 2015 (Page 2)

In my ongoing effort to get a great fit for my Jail Bird chastity device, I ordered a base ring 1/8″ smaller in diameter. It arrived last week and I began wearing it. By the weekend it was clear this new ring was hurting me. I was getting irritated. Mrs. Lion and I decided we should wait a bit to see if I just had to get used to the new ring. By Tuesday night it was clear that things were not getting better, so I switched back to my old, larger ring. I contacted Mature Metal and asked if they could remake a ring to be 1 11/16″, which is 1/16″ smaller than my larger, comfortable ring. They said they would. Mrs. Lion agreed that I could go wild again while the new ring was being made. So here I am, bare-assed and wild writing my post. I felt comfortable in my cage after a ten day hiatus. I’m sorry to be out of it again. Clearly, I’ve adapted to captivity.

I read an interesting post from a dominant woman who is wrestling with discipline. She, like Mrs. Lion had her male ask her to take charge in their relationship. In her case, he wanted her to take complete control. In that respect it is different from our relationship. But the general concerns are like ours. How does Mrs. Lion punish me? There are a few models out there. As the blogger pointed out, domestic discipline has been around a long time. Domestic discipline is when one spouse, usually the wife, uses physical punishment to help her husband correct specific issues like drinking. The punishment is  normally severe spankings that result in the husband in tears and feeling the results for days.

The blogger, in my opinion, correctly concluded that this type of punishment isn’t really viable in her relationship. From my reading over the years, people who engage in domestic discipline come from families where corporeal punishment is the norm and very severe spankings are experienced from childhood. Neither Mrs. Lion nor I has such a past.

Of course, there are other punishments available other than spanking. Corner time, chores, and lost privileges are a few I can think of offhand. All are certainly valid for Mrs. Lion to use. She knows I find spanking exciting. I like the way it makes me feel totally vulnerable and at her mercy. I really hate it while it is happening. I try to escape. But I think we both have agreed it is our preferred mode of discipline.

There are some problems. What constitutes an offense? Some offenses are reasons for a relatively mild spanking, like dropping food or my napkin, or eating before Mrs. Lion. I am unaware of what would require more severe punishment. But I think that there should be some more serious offenses. Our mild spankings take place in the bedroom. I lie on the bed face down and Mrs. Lion administers her swats. She doesn’t restrain me and that makes it very difficult for her to get through a set without me turning over or otherwise stopping her. I don’t want to do that, but I can’t help myself. She doesn’t seem to want to sit on me, straddle my back facing my feet. That would keep me still. If we ever get to the more severe punishment, I suspect that we will need to retire to our “playroom”. She can restrain me to the spanking bench, stuff a towel in my mouth and administer my spanking.

We are a long way from that sort of scene. I think that consistent and timely enforcement of our current rules plus any new ideas will do the trick. To be effective for me, I think that punishment needs to be a sure thing if I break a rule. Ideally, it should be administered immediately after the infraction, or as close to it as possible.

This isn’t homework for Mrs. Lion. She has her hands full dealing with me already. One of the downsides of my writing here is that Mrs. Lion interprets posts like this as my saying she isn’t doing enough. She is doing plenty. I am not asking for her to adopt a discipline policy now. Instead, I hope this represents a possible direction we can take. If we don’t take it, I will be a happy camper. My point with this post is to illustrate what goes on in my head and what I imagine I would like. But I truly don’t want it if it doesn’t work for Mrs. Lion. She needs to be comfortable and happy. By the way, Mrs. Lion, you are scheduled for a nice orgasm tonight. Yummy!

Lion first asked me how I was feeling last night and then proudly presented his coupon for an orgasm of his choice. When I asked what his choice was he said he would leave that up to me. He didn’t care. He just wanted an orgasm. Badly.

I told him that would push his new date out to February 5. He suggested that I consider changing it to the next scheduled date instead. I had never thought of that. But then I discovered that it was possible that restarting the clock might make him wait longer than just going to the next scheduled date. Consider this scenario: Last orgasm date January 1. Scheduled orgasm January 15. Next scheduled orgasm January 20. If he uses the orgasm coupon on January 8, a reset of the clock would put his new date at January 23. With the next scheduled date being January 20 he would be waiting longer with the reset. Very interesting.

Lion immediately decided that I should use whatever method makes him wait the longest. He decided? Well, yes, he did decide that. I, however, decided that I would choose whatever method I wanted to use when the need arises. I like to keep my options open. He likes to pretend he’s in charge sometimes. Silly boy.

His new date, with the clock reset, is February 5. He doesn’t know what his next date is so he has no idea how lucky or unlucky he is right now. I do. But I’m not telling. I suppose I could tease him by telling him if he got a good deal or not in each case. We’ll see. It’s a new idea so I’m sure there will be some tweaks to it.

For now, he’s a satisfied Lion who is probably horny again by now. Poor thing.

Last night I presented Mrs. Lion with one of her “orgasm” coupons. I did it partly because she had mentioned that she gave them to me to use them and mostly because I was really horny. The coupon said I could have an orgasm any way I want — handjob, orally, or lion riding — I told her she could decide. The evening kept wearing on and she remained rooted behind her iPad. She caught me looking at her questioningly and she raised her eyebrows and said, “Today isn’t over until midnight,” and went back to her game.

I didn’t have to wait much longer. She edged me a few times and slapped my balls quite roughly. She said, “You didn’t expect to get off without something, did you?”

No I didn’t. When she was done edging me, she applied some silicone lube and rode me to orgasm. It was great! I’m learning to love coupons!

We also discussed what would happen to my wait. I stupidly (because I hadn’t come yet) suggested that instead of starting the wait over again, she could just start the next wait. Since I have no idea how long that will be, using a coupon is more of a dangerous gamble. She came up with a few cases where that wouldn’t work, but also said she liked the idea. So she left it saying she would decide whether to start my wait again (which is what she did last night) or begin the next one.

So, I am back to waiting another nine days. But I had a wonderful time being ridden to orgasm. I also only have to wait until tomorrow to give Mrs. Lion her next orgasm. Yummy!