Month: June 2017 (Page 2)

lion ejaculating
Moment of normal orgasm. The gentle orgasm involved no roaring or other sounds.

On Monday night Mrs. Lion gave me my first intentionally ruined orgasm. I’ve had two accidental ones during edging sessions earlier this year. Those were crash-into-the-wall feeling orgasms. I never got over the top, but I was so close it was as though I hit a brick wall; massive sensation and then nothing. Monday’s experience was nothing at all like that.

Mrs. Lion and I looked at some ruined orgasm videos (here, here , and here) and discussed the techniqu. Essentially, the idea is to masturbate me just to the point that I can’t help but ejaculate. She does that by masturbating me until she thinks I am ready. She withdraws her hand and waits about fifteen seconds. If nothing comes out, she goes back to stimulating me. Then she stops again. Rinse and repeat until semen appears.

She lubed me up and tried it. We don’t normally use lube. It felt very good. It took a while but I was getting more and more excited. She stopped. Nope, not that time. She went back to rubbing me and stopped. No, not that time either. The third time I told her that I wasn’t quite there. Then, after a few more tries, when she paused, after about ten seconds, some semen appeared. Success! I wonder if it’s fun for her to see me ejaculate with no stimulation.

The head of my cock got very sensitive. She was nice enough to avoid it. I started to get soft. The (younger) guys in the videos stayed hard and the ruined orgasm was repeated a few times. Not me. I was disappointed. Mrs. Lion was happy to be successful and even happier I had semen to deliver.

From my side, this ruined orgasm was nothing like the ones I had when I was just about to come. This was far gentler. In fact, it didn’t feel like an orgasm at all. It wasn’t a crescendo of sensation. When I have a full orgasm, or a ruined one right at the edge, a muscle in my right thigh gets very tight. It hurts a little. That’s the way I know an orgasm is started. With the intentional ruined orgasm, that didn’t happen.

peaceful lion
Photo by Stephen Underwood
Lion during a “Gentle Orgasm”. He’s much more peaceful. He isn’t too happy either. That’s how I felt.

In fact, almost nothing happened with me. I just felt very aroused, far from the edge I’m normally stimulated to reach. But just the same I felt something. It wasn’t the spasms I usually feel. It was quiet. I could feel the contractions that normally fire like cannons. But this time they gently squeezed me. It was a bit surprising that the head of my penis got so sensitive (Mrs. Lion will probably do post-orgasm torture now that she knows). I didn’t expect any semen. I figured this was another close call.

I was surprisingly unsatisfied in a new way. I didn’t yearn for that lost orgasm. No, not at all. I didn’t want anything. I wasn’t disappointed because I knew from the beginning that I would have a ruined orgasm. Given how different it felt from the crashing letdown of the accidental ones, it doesn’t feel right to call it a ruined orgasm. I think a better term is a “gentle orgasm”.

This gentle orgasm was nice. I liked it. But it didn’t provide the satisfaction of a full orgasm. It did relieve some sexual pressure. I don’t feel as horny as I did before I had it. But I also think my refractory period will be a lot shorter. Maybe Mrs. Lion will test that. I usually do best after a three day wait, though I can come the next day.

I think that this type of orgasm is useful as a pressure-release valve for a caged male. It provides some good sensations, nothing like a full orgasm, while at the same time clearing out some semen. It may be a way for Mrs. Lion to give me periodic gentle orgasms and save the full ones for special occasions. I wonder if she adopts this concept I will learn to better appreciate this new type of orgasm.

Lion's penis in Jail Bird chastity device
As you can see, Lion is back in his Jail Bird chastity device.

Lion raised the question of whether he should be caged or not. Obviously he isn’t going to cheat. Obviously he’s been keeping his hands to himself, for the most part. He’s had many opportunities to masturbate, but he hasn’t. So why cage him?

When I suggested we talk about it, he said it should be my decision since I’m in charge. Okay. But in order to make that decision I need to ask some questions. Is there some reason he can’t wear the cage? No. Is there some reason he doesn’t want to wear the cage? No. I needed to rule out some underlying problem like comfort or maybe an issue I wouldn’t think about. If there are no physical barriers and no emotional/mental barriers, then it truly is my decision. I wouldn’t want him to wear it if it causes a problem.

In addition to reporting no issues with the cage itself, Lion said it would be pretty silly if we had the Male Chastity Journal with no chastity device involved. That is true. I don’t think I’d let the title of the blog sway my decision though. If I don’t want him to wear it anymore, he wouldn’t wear it. That said, do I want him to wear it? Yes. Why? Ummm….

Lion asked me that very question last night. I don’t really have an answer. Is it nice when he’s wild and I don’t have to stop the action to unlock him? Yes. Do I sometimes find it annoying to have to lock him back up when I’m done with him? Yup. Do I like to fondle my wild weenie at random points of the day? You bet! All those things seem to lead to a wild weenie forever. But there’s something about having him locked up that’s appealing.

I like the way it looks, but that’s not really what I mean by appealing. Even though I know he won’t cheat or masturbate when he’s wild, he can’t when he’s caged. He’s mine. All mine. Never mind the fact that he wants to be caged. There’s something to be said for fondling my caged weenie and making the comment that I can’t get in. Not only can’t I get in at that particular moment, no one else can either. (Lion will say that no one else wants to, but that’s not the point.)

I also think, and Lion can correct me if I’m wrong, that Lion feels more like he’s mine when he’s locked away. It’s a constant reminder that I own his penis. And, even though I’ve been pretty good about giving him attention, it reminds me that he is relying on me to unlock him so he can have some fun.

So the cage stays. I locked it back on my weenie last night. He’ll wear it on our trip to see if he can manage without giving his balls a bath. There’s no problem if he needs to be wild for certain periods of time. But the cage will go back on when that time period has lapsed.

lion in cageMrs. Lion said I would be locked in my chastity device when we return from our trip. That gives me a little more than a week to remain wild. I have very mixed feelings about being returned to captivity. It’s difficult for me to explain exactly how I feel about this.

It’s true that before my shoulder surgery at the end of April, I was almost always caged with short breaks for teasing or orgasm as well as when we were camping. I wore the device well over 95% of the time. Lately, I’ve gotten used to the convenience of being able to stand to pee and not dealing with the adjustments when pinched.

I also like the ability to occasionally touch my penis. I haven’t tried to masturbate or have any unauthorized sexual activity. So the cage isn’t needed to assure my sexual compliance with Mrs. Lion’s rules. Over 3 1/2 years of living in the cage has trained me well.

What’s the point of going back into captivity? I’m well trained enough not to stray. I’ve been thinking about this a lot. Our dog apparently thinks that her collar is the sole link to us as her family. When it has to come off for a bath or a vet visit, she is visibly upset and will only calm down when she has her beloved collar restored.

Am I becoming like her? Is wearing the chastity device an important sign that I belong to Mrs. Lion? On a subconscious level, do I, or for that matter, Mrs. Lion find comfort in me being locked up? I know she has said that she hardly notices it when I have it on, but she does notice when I don’t.

This is all about the value of being caged. I can’t say that it is about whether or not I remain wild. I don’t make that decision; Mrs. Lion has already determined I’m going back to captivity. It is about understanding exactly what purpose it serves.

In the three months I have been wild, Mrs. Lion hasn’t missed snuggling and teasing me. She gives me orgasms when she wishes. There has been no change in our sex life while I’ve been wild. I would like to know how Mrs. Lion views me when I’m wild. Does it matter to her at all if I am caged or not?

I know that the vast majority of men who wear chastity devices do so because they want to. Their partners keep them caged because they know it makes them happy. That was the case with us for the first year. I’m pretty sure that isn’t true now.  I don’t know how she feels. Is she locking me up again because she knows I want it? Do I want it after all this time? If I would rather be wild, will she lock me up anyway?

Without revealing how I feel about this, I would like to hear from my lioness. How do you feel about all this, Mrs. Lion.

[A few hours later when Mrs. Lion and I were together at home]

After I wrote my post, I usually write it the afternoon before it is released, Mrs. Lion sent me an email. She read what I wrote and said we should talk about the cage later. It’s now later. We briefly discussed it. Mrs. Lion asked me if there is any reason I don’t want to wear it? I said that there isn’t. I went on to say that the chastity device changes things for me in that an erection is impossible unless she releases me and provides it. She was silent when I said that.

She said that she knows I wouldn’t masturbate after she told me that she didn’t want me to do that again. I haven’t, even when wild. I’ve wanted to when really horny, but I won’t do it. For the record, it’s been over 3 1/2 years since I’ve jerked off. She also said that she knows I wouldn’t cheat. She has 15 years of being with me to prove that. Her point, I think, is that there is no behavioral reason to cage me.

She mentioned that I usually get unlocked for camper trips and when I travel for business. I mentioned that I have the custom nylon cage so I can wear it on trips. Mrs. Lion reminded me that my balls end up taking a bath in the trailer toilet when I sit to pee. That’s true. I said I think I have a way to get around that. I’m thinking that if I kneel in front of the toilet and pee without sitting, I won’t make a mess. So, she told me that I will be locked up again tonight. I assume she will have her key and I can be unlocked if peeing is a problem or she wants to play with me.

I still don’t know why Mrs. Lion wants me in a chastity device. I just know she wants me locked up. We know it isn’t behavioral. Why does she want it?

Since I am returning to captivity, I asked Mrs. Lion to be much stricter about cage wear. When she removes it, I asked that it go right back on when the reason for the removal has been satisfied. I am an all-or-nothing type of guy.

Between mowing the lawn, doing laundry, and doing some cleaning, I was done for yesterday. Despite taking Tylenol as a preemptive strike against achiness, I wound up achy anyway. Even trying to move next to Lion to snuggle hurt. And then once I got there, my neck got stiff so I had to move away again.

As we watched TV, someone mentioned something about not having sex. Lion said he knows what that feels like. Really? No sex? I must dispute this claim. I contend that Lion has sex more often than the average man. It’s true he doesn’t have an orgasm each time, but he has sex. It still counts.

Consider this. Many women have sex without ever having an orgasm. Unlike men, an orgasm for a woman is not required for procreation. Throughout much of history, men didn’t care if a woman had an orgasm or not. They had their orgasm, who cares about the woman? The man considers this sex.

If that’s the case, then Lion has sex each time I play with him. What if I had an orgasm and he didn’t? Still sex. What’s good for the goose…. But poor Lion didn’t have playtime last night, you say. Awwww. No sex for one night? And he’s horny? Darn! I think he can make it. He’s a big strong Lion.

Nope. I don’t have any sympathy for him. We play pretty much every night. Sometimes he doesn’t like what I do to him (like swatting his balls), but he doesn’t usually get to choose what form of play we do. Beggars can’t be choosers, as they say.

[Lion — Point taken. I do have fun even if I don’t come. I’ve had play about 175 times so far this year. I’ve had 31 orgasms, so I have an orgasm 17% of the time we have sex as Mrs. Lion defines it. Sex for me is over 80% non-orgasmic. ‘Nuff said.]