A Fine Mess
Day 25 came and went. I wasn’t interested. Sex just isn’t interesting right now. I really didn’t expect to lose interest, especially since I was being edged daily. But, at day 23 I just didn’t care. I’m not sure how interesting my loss of libido is to anyone, especially me. I’m sure that it’s temporary. At least, I hope it is.
Part of the reason for it is most likely my allergies. They have been acting up, leaving me itchy and uncomfortable. When my body is unhappy, interest in sex quickly fades. Mrs. Lion has been working hard to remove dog fur and other potential allergens. Her efforts have helped but haven’t erased my discomfort. I’m not sleeping much due to the itching. No wonder I’m not particularly interested in getting off.
Enforced male chastity only works if the male wants the sex he is being prevented from having. The game simply won’t work if he doesn’t want to play. So, we aren’t playing. We talk, watch TV and follow our daily routines. Boring lions.
All this is my fault. Mrs. Lion is ready and willing to tease me and even give me a chance to ejaculate. I’m just not ready. This goes against all common knowledge about male sexuality. We’re supposed to be in continuous heat. The longer the time since the last orgasm, the more desperate we are supposed to get. That isn’t true of me.
For the first couple of weeks, I did get hornier and really wanted to come. After that, I simply enjoyed the edging and stopped worrying about ejaculating. Then, after three weeks, I stopped caring about any of it. Coincidentally, my allergies flared. It’s too easy to blame them for my loss of interest.
Mrs. Lion suggested that I’m just in one of my cycles of low libido. That’s possible as the reason. If it is, my interest will grow on its own.
I’m concerned that what’s happening to me is going to be difficult to overcome. Perhaps I’ll join the ranks of guys who mask loss of interest with bravado; bragging about how strong they are to not come in a long time. I’m not proud of the length of this wait. True, it is a way for Mrs. Lion to flex her power muscles. She wanted to do an experiment and her predicted outcome: my loss of interest happened. It doesn’t feel good to me. I don’t think she likes her experimental success either.
The next stated phase of this experiment is to revive my sexual interest. I don’t think she has a plan to do it. I hope she comes up with one. This latest phase makes me sad. Even if it is temporary, my loss of libido hurts. I was designed to be in heat. Right now I’m not. I don’t even have a chastity device locked on so that I pretend it is keeping me from sex. I am wild. I have no excuses. Well, I’m itchy. That feels pretty weak to me.
Today is the 26th day. I’m keeping track just because it is something to do. Now Mrs. Lion is wondering when I will come. It’s a fine mess we’ve gotten into.