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Last night I was thwarted by stinky clothes. Lion is very sensitive to scents. We tried a new laundry detergent that seemed fine, but in the washer and dryer, the scent took over. We’ve tried washing the clothes three times in our regular detergent and they still stink. Last night he could smell them even through a closed door. With all the running around, first to de-stink them, and then to get them out of his smell range, I didn’t do the play I had intended to do. It’s not that I was mad at Lion. It just killed the mood. The only thing I did was the “just because” swats.

So tonight, maintenance spanking night, I will collect my toys and try again. Lion was horny yesterday. It was just a day after his bonus orgasm. I think he really only loses his horniness when he’s made to wait more than five or six days for an orgasm. I’m not saying he’s a horn dog all the time. I mean he’s horny at certain points during the day until the sixth day. After that he can take it or leave it. I may be off in my estimate. I know he’s said the longer the wait, the less he cares. Again, that’s a strong word, but I just mean it’s not foremost in his mind.

Lately there seems to be a snarkiness about Lion. It may have something to do with waking up in the dark and coming home in the dark. Winter is closing in. The rain is back. Our forecast is for sun today and then rain in some capacity for the next week at least. This is about the time I make my yearly vow to hibernate. Wake me up when it’s spring. As long as the snarkiness is relatively low key and doesn’t last long I won’t do anything about it. Everyone is entitled to their off days. If it continues, however, I may need to take some action.

I guess I’m still having a hard time deciding when I should put my foot down and when I should let things go. Sometimes there are valid reasons for snarkiness. For both of us. Instead of being mad that the garbage needs to go out and I always take the garbage out and how come you can’t do it EVER, we need to talk things out. That’s just an example. I know there are times I catch myself thinking I always do X and Lion never does it, and I’m sure there are things he feels the same way about. The truth is, we each do our share of things around the house. There are things I always do and things he always does. That’s the teamwork part of the marriage. But the snarkiness that comes out of the “always” and “never” is not helpful.

I need to figure out if the recent Lion snark is because he feels under-appreciated or under-punished, or what. For the record, I do appreciate everything Lion does for me and the house. If he feels under-punished, that’s another issue. If I punish him for being snarky then he got what he wanted. I’ll need to be more on top of things. And we’ll need to talk.

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In: Female led relationship with discipline, Lion's Journal, Punishment

Rainy Mondays generally sour my outlook on life. The combination of the gloom and chilly rain conspire to sap me of my usual optimistic view of the world. For someone living in the Pacific Northwest this is an odd malady. I’m doomed to nine months of murky clouds and rain every year. I think it is worst after a bright, warm summer ends and the first dank weather is the harbinger of the long season of darkness.

This change affects my feelings about enforced chastity, FLM, and domestic discipline. Yesterday I was thinking about this and was all too ready to say it was just “Be careful what you wish for” or, buyer’s remorse. That makes little sense as I approach two years of lockup. It does highlight the cold reality that at some point in a power exchange remorse can set in.

Is it that I am tired of the inconvenience of wearing a cage? Am I unhappy with the loss of control? The answer to both of these questions is no. Well, I do get bothered a bit by the cage, but I like that it is there. I’ve never been happier with Mrs. Lion’s assumption of control than I am now. So, no, it’s not time to quit. But wait. I can’t quit. I gave up that control too. Is that what’s bothering me? No, that’s not it. Why would I care if I can quit or not if I don’t want to?

There’s one more possibility related to my kinks: Am I dissatisfied with the degree of control that Mrs. Lion is exerting? Is it too much? No, definitely not. Too little? Maybe sometimes. That’s tricky. If I complain that I’m not being treated strictly enough, then Mrs. Lion wonders what she is doing wrong. But I’m not complaining about that at all. I have no idea how it feels to be more strictly controlled. My fantasies are all I have in that area and I am well aware how unreliable they are as predictors of how it would be to do something in real life.

My fantasies may have started this, but they have long stopped describing how my lioness and I are proceeding. We are feeling our way through virgin territory. Yesterday she wrote that I would be spanked “just because”. Of course that is a perfectly good reason. She is, after all, in full charge. Then she wrote something very interesting. She explained this “just because” spanking by saying that I had been acting like a toddler on several occasions, but she didn’t bother to note them. That statement, I think, opens a new way of thinking for my lioness. She is not obligated to record my infractions. There don’t actually need to be any infractions at all. She can simply decide that I need punishment. I don’t’ like the spanking but I like the acceptance of her power.

FLM and domestic discipline are not about justice. They are about control. Obviously, if punishments are always arbitrary, I will become confused about what I should do to avoid them. But that’s not what is happening here. I have been informed that I have been naughty. There is no statute of limitations on lion misbehavior. Mrs. Lion chose to remember and act on valid misdeeds. She informed me what I need to do to avoid future beatings.

The weather may stink and my bottom may burn, and I may be missing the sun, but my relationship with Mrs. Lion is better than ever. Our power exchange is moving in the right direction and we both seem to be accepting the changes we need to make. What more could I ask? Maybe Fall isn’t so bad after all.

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As you may have read, Lion and I had some Velcor fun yesterday. He wouldn’t necessarily call it fun though. It hurts a lot even though Mr. Weenie seems to love it. In all fairness, once the blood rushes in, the Velcro restraint makes it almost impossible for it to rush back out. And, since I have the magic touch, Mr. Weenie gets very aroused.

I left Lion wild from about 2 pm on yesterday. Why lock him back up if I knew we’d be playing later on? It saves me the trouble of locking and unlocking and locking again. Besides, I like having a wild Lion sometimes. When we did play again, he seemed to be less enthused. I know he always hopes for more than just a hand job. Eventually I got the ol’ Magic Wand out again. I started sucking him. I love when he gets hard in my mouth. And then I used the vibrator while I was sucking him.

Once I confirmed he really liked it, I knew he was doomed. He was having an orgasm. Not that I wasn’t going to edge him a few times beforehand. And he didn’t know he was going to have one. As far as he was concerned, he still had ten or eleven days to wait. While I’m sure he hoped for one, he wasn’t expecting one. The night before I had pushed him just a hair too far and got a ruined orgasm. He was still horny yesterday so clearly it didn’t have much effect on him. I’ve wondered for a while if I could manage the vibrator while sucking him. Now I know. I’m sure he won’t get an orgasm every time I do it, but it was fun to make him squirm last night.

Lion just reminded me that tonight is punishment night. Once again, I have been remiss in keeping track of his behavior. I know he’s been a toddler a few times, but those were times he was upset about being called a toddler. I’m going to give him “just because” swats again tonight. Just because I know I missed things. Just because he was upset with me. Just because he got upset with me when I got upset with him. Just because he grumbled about breakfast a few times. So, you, see, I was sort of paying attention. I just didn’t point things out.

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velcro cable ties
These are the Velcro cable ties that Mrs. Lion uses for her painful CBT. Click the image for a link to the product page.

Last week Mrs. Lion talked about using Velcro on my penis for cock and ball torture. She is a very inventive lioness. I am not aware of anyone else who has used this technique. One of our readers, Goddess, left this comment:

“Could you please give me instruction on how to use the Velcro band on my baby boys cock? I’ve read about it here but I can’t find any kink site that talks about it. We both like CBT and I’d like to surprise him with something new.”

Your wish is our command. The only thing you need are Velcro cable ties. The picture on the right shows the ones that Mrs. Lion uses. Click the image to go to the shopping page for this product. The velcro strips have a hole to thread through to form a loop. Mrs. lion does not use the hole, just the strips. These ties are very inexpensive. One package is way more than enough to make this lion yowl. These particular ties are a bit different than most we have seen at various stores. The “hook” side is rough and very scratchy when applied to my tender penis. She thinks this scratchiness adds to the fun (for her!).

the velcro tie is tightly wrapped around my soft penis. the scratchy hooks dig in to the sensitive skin.
This particular cock and ball torture is one of those, if-you-were-smarter-you-wouldn’t-be-hurting plays. Here’s how it works: Mrs. The velcro tie is tightly wrapped around my soft penis. The scratchy hooks dig in to the sensitive skin.

Mrs. Lion takes my soft cock and then tightly wraps a Velcro tie around the base. The scratchy “hook” side of the Velcro digs in and it hurts. These particular wraps have more industrial-strength Velcro on them. Other ties have much lighter hooks and they are comfortable when wrapped around my soft penis.

penis constricted by velcro band
As she plays with my cock, I get fully erect. The Velcro band tightens as my cock grows in girth as well as length,

The feeling is uncomfortable but still tolerable. She has learned to wrap it very tightly. You can see in the image (left) she goes round more than once with the tie. She places it as close to the base of my cock as she can. What happens next is far more uncomfortable at the base than it is further up.Next, she starts to play with it. As I get hard, my penis grows in both length and girth. As it gets thicker, the unyielding Velcro gets tighter and tighter. Now I am feeling the pain of the hooks plus the hurt of the constricting band. It is surprisingly painful, and it’s pointed out to me that it wouldn’t hurt so much if I just stayed soft.

Aside from the fact that it’s been days since my last orgasm, Mrs. Lion knows exactly where to rub to make me hard. Even with the pain getting worse and worse, I can’t help it. I get fully and painfully erect. In the image (right) you can see how the band constricts further growth of my penis. You can see how the band also prevents my foreskin (what’s left of it since I am circumcised) from moving up with my erect cock. It’s held lower and away from the head by the tight band. My normal erection doesn’t look like this.

additional velcro ties on penis
Additional Velcro straps around my hard penis adds additional pain from the hooks on one side of the cable ties.

She usually keeps stimulating me enough to remain fully hard. Then she does the worst part: she removes the velcro. My lioness likes to slowly unwind it. I can hear the sound of the Velcro as it separates. I know that when she gets to the part where it actually holds the band around my cock, I’m going to hate it. When it finally releases, the rush of blood into my cock hurts like hell! It’s a sharp pain that is worse than the painful grip of the band.

Sometimes she also like to put more ties around my erect cock. She likes the look and I truly don’t like the additional pain caused by the hook side of the Velcro. She removes these before the coupe de gras. You might think that additional Velcro put on while I am still soft would make the CBT even worse. It doesn’t. The single band causes the most discomfort. She has kept me banded for up to a half hour. Since the band does cut off circulation, it’s a good idea to release it within an hour or so. Ten minutes, for me at least, is enough to send a very painful message. Ok, now you know how to do it. Mrs. Lion invented this. And she says she is such a gentle soul!