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This morning I decided I wouldn’t write a post until I had something to talk about other than our lack of sleep and Lion’s lack of interest in sex. Yesterday I asked Lion at a little after 4 what his next move was in making dinner. He said things were set until about 6 or 6:15. By my count that gave us almost two hours to play. Plenty of time. As I was about to suggest he put on the blindfold I realized he was asleep. He slept until about 5. When I told him he fell asleep right before I decided to play with him he wondered why I waited so long in the day to play. Well it wasn’t too late. We had a window of almost two hours.

Anyway, today I made sure we didn’t get sidetracked. A little while after lunch I gave him the blindfold. He actually turned off the TV. That’s surprising. Lion’s TV is equivalent to my iPad. If he’s home the TV is on. Once he was blindfolded and in a comfortable position I brought out the new 100 pack of clothespins Lion bought a few weeks ago. Our clothespins get used to re-close potato chip bags and some of them break. Plus, we have some in the dungeon and in the camper. Our supply had dwindled. It was time for new ones.

I put the first two on his boobies. He hates that. He also hates that I call them boobies. Too bad. I’d already started to get Lion hard before I did anything. If I had any doubt about the blindfold’s power it was gone now. He was a very happy, horny boy. Thirty-five clothespins on his balls later I wouldn’t necessarily call him happier but he was still horny. And edging him was easier. (P.S. it is a bit more difficult to tell when he’s almost at the edge)

When I was all done edging him and the clothespins were off I decided to give him some oral action. He was definitely horny enough for a real orgasm even though he’d had a ruined orgasm Friday night. I didn’t take long. He was bucking at the end just to make sure I wasn’t going to stop. I had no plans to.

I will say that this afternoon’s festivities took somewhere along the lines of 30-40 minutes. We could easily have done it yesterday in the late afternoon.

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In: Lion's Journal, Ruined orgasm

Saturday went by with no real activity. We stayed in bed and I snoozed for a while. Mrs. Lion told me when I woke from my nap that she was going to blindfold me. Why? No answer. This was less than an hour before I had to finish making dinner. I don’t understand the timing. We had all day.

Friday night Mrs. Lion gave me another ruined orgasm. I’m totally tired of them. I know she didn’t intend it. But this is the second in a month. I wonder why this is suddenly happening. Is it getting harder for her to tell when I am on the edge? Whatever the cause, it’s disappointing to both of us. I’m hoping that today, during the day, Mrs. Lion will get out the blindfold and we can have some BDSM fun.

I surprised myself yesterday afternoon. I began dozing and felt an erection stirring. Maybe there is something to the idea that a ruined orgasm doesn’t force a full refractory period. I think this has to do with the amount of semen produced versus the amount that got stored in the base of the penis. Not too much semen dripped out last night. Maybe I have some left. One can hope.

For me, at least, the biggest problem with a ruined orgasm isn’t the fact that I didn’t get to enjoy the full orgasmic experience. It’s that having one screws up plans for other activities. This was certainly true on Friday night. Mrs. Lion was trying to warm me up for the big finish later in the weekend. That’s the real loss.

My ruined orgasms aren’t planned. They’re always accidents. As such, they always spoil activity planned for later. Since we haven’t done much at all in recent weeks, my last three orgasms were hand jobs and two of them were ruined, I’ve lost much of my sexual enthusiasm. This isn’t Mrs. Lion’s fault. She works hard to make me happy. We just have to find a way to ignite my pilot light again.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments, Ruined orgasm, Sex

This weekend was supposed to be the return of Lion’s libido and everything was magically going to go back to normal. Until I gave him a ruined orgasm last night. I always feel horrible when I go too far. I hate ruined orgasms. I could have salvaged it. I should have salvaged it. But the effect would have been the same: Lion won’t be horny today and probably not tomorrow either. So much for a return to normal.

After it happened and I was lamenting to myself about his impending lack of horniness, I was thinking it doesn’t really matter. We can still play even if he’s not horny. Many of the play places Lion has been to don’t allow sex with play. That always seemed strange to me. What’s the point? I thought a scene would always lead to sex. But it doesn’t. If that’s the case then lack of horniness isn’t an issue.

However, in the past Lion has said that he needs to be a little turned on before I start doing whatever we’re going to do. Then again he’s said he doesn’t necessarily like when I jump right into trying to get him hard. Confused? Me too. And they say women send mixed signals! From what I can gather, Lion needs play to get turned on sometimes but needs to be turned on before play other times. How do I know when he needs what? Sometimes he doesn’t even know.

I know one school of thought is that I should just do whatever I’m going to do to Lion regardless of what he wants. I suppose that could work. Lion might be happy to have me dominate him like that. For a while. As he says, he might like the idea of it and he might like remembering it. During is a whole different story. I’m not sure I can get through the “during” part of forcing him to do something he doesn’t want to do. It is supposed to be play after all.

No. We’ll figure something out this weekend. Maybe after not being horny for so long, he’ll be horny right away again. Who knows?

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In: BDSM, Lion's Journal

Mrs. Lion noted that I generally keep my eyes closed during play. I do it mainly to allow myself to focus on the sensations. She mentioned that I peek sometimes. That’s so I can see what’s coming and perhaps offer some helpful suggestions. Generally, these suggestions aren’t well received. A blindfold stops my comments.

The idea of sensory deprivation appeals to me. Without the use of my eyes, I am more helpless and I am surprised by what Mrs. Lion decides to do. A pair of earphones playing music would deprive me of aural information as well. I’ve never done this, but the thought of such total isolation is a bit exciting to me.

Because of my long experience and my “helpful” personality, I can intrude into Mrs. Lion’s topping space. She deserves to be free of my help. My role is to accept whatever she wants to do to me. You’d think after all these years I would learn to keep my mouth shut. I just can’t help myself. I think that mechanical aids would help me stay in my place.

When I’m strapped into the sling, I tend to be quieter. I can’t see what she is doing. My body blocks the view. All I can see is my erection which tends to extend across my belly.

I like playing in the sling. I’m helpless and very vulnerable. Mrs. Lion tends to reserve particularly strong sensations for the sling. She finds it handy to put hot stuff and clothespins on my balls and cock. She enjoys pegging me with larger toys when I am suspended. I feel stronger sensations.

I can also be attached, spread-eagle to the bed. It’s fun for me but access to me is more difficult for Mrs. Lion. The foot board gets in the way. So, the sling gives her easier access to me. The only thing that the sling isn’t particularly useful for is spanking. While my butt is exposed and up in the air, it’s an awkward angle for beating. Mrs. Lion prefers me face down on the bed for spanking.

We’ve gotten out of play mode due to our long bout with the flu. My interest in sex tends to wane when there is no play for a while. I don’t know why my libido is so strongly connected to BDSM activity, but it is.