Every so often we hit a rough patch where Lion worries that I’m not getting anything out of chastity and FLR. He questions things. Why do we do this? Why do we do that? Do you like this? Do you like that? Why do you like it? From time to time he’ll even ask why I love him. Of course it’s all insecurity, but in that moment he wants answers. Unfortunately, I don’t really have answers when put on the spot like that.
Generally we do things Lion wants to do. He’s come up with the idea and we either adopted it the way he thought of it or I put a spin on it to make it “better”. Now “better” can mean anything from hurting him more than he anticipated to making it palatable for me to do. It seems to me, in the beginning of his wearing diapers, we had the traditional “baby” kind with the adhesive tabs on the sides. I had to put them on because he needed to be laying down. There was no mention of my wiping him when he peed. Once he found the pull up kind of diaper, we used those. There was still never any mention of my wiping him off or actively changing him. It was palatable for me to do that. No mess on my part. The idea of his being in a diaper full time with me taking off the old one, wiping the pee off and putting on a new one is not something I want to entertain. I’ll makes comments about his cowboy wet diaper walk or tell him only babies wear diapers or give him playful swats on the butt to highlight his padding as my way of making it “better” by not letting him forget I’m making him wear the diapers.
Now, as a compromise to his recent diaper purchase, I will put the diaper on him and he will remove it. The wipes can be used if I need to clean him off to play with him while he’s been wearing a diaper. That way I’m still actively involved with it, but don’t have to deal with the wet diapers. And, after all, why should I have to sully myself with his mess? Me touch pee? Eeeewwwww. I’m in charge here. I don’t touch pee.
So what do I get out of all this chastity and FLR stuff anyway? Yes, I get a happy Lion. Blah, blah, blah. I’ve said it a million times. So what? Well, it’s true. But I also get something else out of it that’s a little bit selfish and maybe a lot immature. I get amusement watching Lion endure all the things that were his idea and listen to him whine and grumble.
Lion: I don’t know why I asked to have the cage put back on. I liked it better when I was wild.
Mrs. Lion: Awwww, that’s too bad. Now you’re stuck wearing it. Darn agreements, anyway.
Lion: I’ve been sitting in this wet diaper for an hour. I’m hot and stinky.
Mrs. Lion: I guess you better hurry up and pee again so you can change into a new diaper.
Now isn’t that amusing? Isn’t that worth the price of admission? I think so!