It was a relatively quiet Christmas for us. My friend came over and we had a nice dinner. The ham was delicious and we have a ton left over. We barely made a dent in almost ten pounds. Looks like my lunches are figured out for a while.
After our company left, it was quite late. Lion said he was horny, but tired. No edging for him. I left him wild as a sort of a Christmas present. I know he doesn’t really like to be wild, but to me, it’s still a gift. I guess that’s selfish, knowing he’d prefer to be locked up but leaving him wild. Maybe that means I still don’t fully understand his desire to be caged. Or maybe I don’t understand his desire for bondage. Both statements are probably true. I don’t think I ever will. But it doesn’t keep me from giving both to him. I’m pretty good at doing things for Lion that I don’t understand. Opera tickets, theater tickets, bondage, etc.
At one point, very early in our relationship, I mused that I didn’t see how I could spank him if I didn’t know what it felt like to be spanked. Not that I wanted to be spanked, but I had at least some desire to be in his shoes. He didn’t like that idea because he thought I’d like it too much and wouldn’t want to top him anymore. I’ve only been spanked as a child and I seriously don’t remember it at all. If his recent pinching my nipples is any indication, I don’t think I would have liked his spanking me. On some level I understand the pain-pleasure response. I just don’t think it’s for me. And that’s good. This isn’t about me. It’s about Lion.
Yes, male chastity/domestic discipline/FLR is about our relationship as a whole, but it’s mostly about Lion. I don’t deny I get things out of it. We both do. I know he wants me to get more out of it, and sometimes I understand that I can. Other times I don’t understand it. I guess that’s true of learning new things. Every kid has asked when they’re actually going to use algebra. It’s not always as evident as when I used it to figure out a roof angle for a house my ex and I were building.
At any rate, we move on and we both learn new tricks every day. Sometimes they aren’t as apparent as others. Sometimes you don’t even realize you’re learning them until someone else points them out. It’s progress.