Under The Surface
I’m three time zones away from Mrs. Lion. Jet lag isn’t too much of an issue because in order to make my flight, we had to get up at 4:30 AM. That’s two hours earlier than usual. It balances out at my end. This trip is topping off my memory bank for all the time I won’t be able to go anywhere.
I’ve always liked to travel and explore new places. Through many years of our marriage, I’ve had to travel on business. The last years have been travel free. We both enjoyed this continuous time together. My current job requires some travel, but nothing like it was in the past. I admit that my destination is great. But the empty space in the bed next to me takes much of the fun out of things.
During the long flight, I was thinking about how our power exchange travels. A lot of guys work hard to find chastity devices that will pass through airport security. I wonder if their keyholders are as concerned about on-the-road chastity.
Mrs. Lion never expressed any concern that I would cheat if unlocked and out of her sight. Think about it. Would you want to be married to someone who can only be trusted when under y0ur direct supervision? I didn’t think so.
The chastity device is a self-control aid, not a tool used by your keyholder to enforce her decision to make you wait to come. There’s nothing wrong with that. I think it is more fun to not be able to play with myself. Of course, I won’t without permission. Is the device necessary? No. At least not for me.
That isn’t the end of the story. I’m sure that a large number of keyholders, perhaps including Mrs. Lion, like seeing their men with a chastity device locked over their cocks. Both partners like it. It’s a potent symbol of possessio.
Wearing the chastity device may have less to do with preventing unauthorized sex than being an exciting form of full-time bondage.
If that’s the case, then both partners can focus on this exciting hardware and make wearing it more fun and interesting. I wonder if after considering this, Mrs. Lion will have some new ideas.