Time Changes My Perspective
Monday night, Mrs. Lion gave me a rain check and allowed me to give her an orgasm. It was great. I love giving her pleasure. I know she had fun and I hope we can repeat this again soon. Now that I am aware of it, I like the idea of discovering when she wants an orgasm by reading her calendar. Just as my calendar shows my next date, hers is now active too. It was reading “00” for a long time. I’ve been putting my own date up on the calendar after Mrs. Lion tells me. That’s why I haven’t been looking. If she is going to take over that effort, it could get interesting, especially if she not only lists her own next date, but changes mine without warning. I may come out of the shower and learn I have to wait an extra day or more. If I don’t look, on the day I thought I was going to come, I would be surprised when nothing happens.
As I am often told, I tend to make trends out of events. I like to take things that happen as signs of the future. Frequently my comments are misunderstood. For example, after Mrs. Lion performed her post-orgasm penis massage, I commented to her that I might dread orgasms. She responded in her post that I thought her painful play would follow every orgasm. Nope, that’s not what I meant at all. In my mind, at least, I was thinking that if she did this a fairly large percentage of the time, I would have two things to think about each time she played with me: Would she let me come? And now, would she provide the post-orgasm stimulation I hate. It makes things more interesting.
I’m not entirely sure how I am expected to react when Mrs. Lion starts a new, stricter way of dealing with me. In her post on Monday, Mrs. Lion mentioned my shock at the change. There was a comment supporting the change and accusing me of freaking out about it. For the record, I am not freaking out. Part of me is very happy that Mrs. Lion has decided to make the changes I have long requested. Another part of me is realizing that the new stuff hurts. And yes, it’s supposed to hurt; a lot. Am I glad things have gotten tougher? Absolutely! Will I say that just after a very painful activity? No. Part of the fun, at least for me, is to be able to hate what’s happening and to realize it proves I don’t have control.
Yes, I want Mrs. Lion to continue and expand her new found strictness. I really like that little smile she had when she was painfully rubbing my penis head after my orgasm. I hated the menthol on my balls, but loved that she just stood there and watched me suffer. I even liked it when she put those painful, tiny, dollhouse clothespins on the head of my penis and refused to remove them.
Just don’t ask me if I like it until the day after she does that stuff. Give me a little time to be a “poor lion”.