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In: Mrs Lion Comments

I didn’t unlock Lion last night. I wasn’t mad at him. I wasn’t sick. I just don’t want him getting too used to the idea of being unlocked every night for play. That, and I haven’t figured out how to torture him without unlocking him.

His balls are still available but I can’t really put clothespins on them. The skin is too taut. I could use Icy Hot but how often can I do that? Yes, I know I can do it every night but that would get old very quickly. I can still give him a play spanking without unlocking him. I can shove something up his ass. I do have options. But here’s the problem: I see playing and sex in the same picture.

Lion used to go to clubs where play could not culminate in sex. People did all sorts of things to each other and then just walked away. That’s not what I know. In fact, I didn’t know any of it before Lion. When we got together it was for sex. Then play came into the mix. I’d do things to him and then give him an orgasm. Or we’d give each other orgasms. Play was always linked to sex.

I think that’s why it was so hard for me to deny him an orgasm in the beginning of our chastity journey. It seemed unnatural. First you play, then you have an orgasm. You can have sex without play but play never happened without sex.

So now I have a horny Lion who is, once again, locked up. I want to show him how “silly” it is for him to be locked away from me. If only he was wild, we could have so much fun. And just to prove it to him, I’m going to do X to him. I just need to figure out what X is. And I have to reconcile, in my mind, that X can happen without the big O.

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In: Lion's Journal, Male Chastity

When I asked to be locked in my chastity device again, I wondered if this change for me would also affect Mrs. Lion. I posited that the change would cause Mrs. Lion to increase my wait times. She was doubtful. After all, she teases me almost every day, locked or not.

Good point. But I think the chastity device has psychological effects on both of us. The effect on me is obvious: I lose all ability to be aroused by the confining cage. I also have to deal with the realities of pinching and aligning my urethra to allow me to pee in a straight line.

I can’t think of any reason why Mrs. Lion’s sexual behavior toward me should change if I’m locked up or not. Aside from the inconvenience of getting the key, the physical side of things remains the same whether I’m caged or wild. Psychologically, things seem to shift. For the last several months, Mrs. Lion has given me an orgasm about every four days. There have been very few exceptions.

Then the cage went on. When day 6 passed with no orgasm, I asked Mrs. Lion if she was aware she seems to make me wait longer when locked up. She agreed that she’s observed that too. Any reason? She didn’t know of one.

In her post yesterday, Mrs. Lion said that on Wednesday night she would have been fine if she gave me a ruined orgasm. She is not fine with this idea when I am wild. For the record, I’m fine with getting one. She pointed out that it doesn’t matter what I want. Obviously, I like the full kind, but an intentional ruined orgasm is an exciting idea as well.

Sexual activities seem more exciting when I am temporarily released from my cage. Captivity adds something to the mix for me. It may be partially due to the fact that I can’t touch my penis for any purpose when wearing the chastity device. That makes Mrs. Lion’s touch that much more arousing.  Certainly, being prevented from getting an erection, builds up my physical tension too.

Maybe a subconscious reason I wanted to be locked up again is my memory of the heightened arousal I get when unlocked. It could also be why I resist being wild on vacations and business trips. I thought it was very irrational and sort of “fetishy” to want such consistent lockup. I’m starting to think that there are sexual reasons rather than a desire to be restrained that motivate me so strongly.

I’ve read posts and forum entries by lots of guys who feel the same way. It makes perfect sense to me that we males should find the presence of the chastity device arousing. I can’t understand why Mrs. Lion behaves differently when I’m locked. It’s not that she wanted me in a chastity device. The opposite is true. She wanted me to stay wild. While she agreed to lock me up again, it certainly wasn’t her idea. Yet, the cage affects her. What’s your experience?

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In: Orgasm denial, Edging

Lion watched one of his favorite shows last night. He asked to have the cage removed because his skin was being irritated. I obliged. When his show was over, he asked what I wanted to watch. I chose the season finale of Grey’s Anatomy. Yes, I am that far behind with shows I like. There’s actually at least one more that I’m further behind with.

In the middle of Grey’s Anatomy, Lion was fumbling around with something. He said he assumed I wanted the cage back on. I didn’t. I hadn’t played with him yet. If he hadn’t asked me to unlock him earlier, I would have unlocked him to play with him. Despite the fact that I was in the middle of watching a show I like that he doesn’t, I felt rushed to play with him. Otherwise, why would he have been in the process of putting the cage back on when I hadn’t told him to?

Lion always says the TV can be paused at any time for fun so that’s what I did. I wasn’t sure if he was going to respond. It just took a tiny bit longer to get him going. But, boy, once I got him going he was sure horny.

Somewhere along the line I decided it wouldn’t be the worst thing if I gave him a ruined orgasm. My goal was to get him closer and closer to the edge. If I happened to miss, oh well. As it turns out, I got him further along than I ever have without giving him an orgasm. I did not give him a ruined orgasm. I got him to the point that his toes curl and his balls shrivel up and his entire body tenses. And then I stopped.

Poor Lion! Poor, happily frustrated Lion.

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In: Lion's Journal, Sex

Tuesday night, Mrs. Lion was busy configuring her new mobile phone. It’s always a painful process. Finally, after 10PM, I asked if she was going to unlock me. I had heard her get the keys hours earlier. She did and then went back to her iPad/iPhone activities. It felt good to “air out” a bit.

A little while later, she came over and we snuggled. I became aroused easily. It had only been five days, but I was pretty horny. To my surprise, she moved off the bed and got into position to suck my cock. She teased me orally for quite a while. I really wanted to come. She knew it! So, with a bit of a flourish, she climbed off the bed and let me know she was done.

Then she smiled and told me that I smelled down there. I do? She laughed and said that I smelled like maple syrup. I was surprised. I didn’t remember dousing my genitals with syrup lately. She reminded me that I spilled a little syrup on the bed when we had waffles for breakfast a few days ago. We usually eat our breakfast in bed while watching the news. Admittedly, given the current U.S. President, the news isn’t good for digestion.

I liked the thought of being a maple-scented lion. Sounds like a good way to attract oral attention. Syrup is just so darn sticky in my underpants. Fortunately, Amazon to the rescue! They sell a concentrated (non-sticky) maple syrup scent . A tiny drop of this under my balls will prove irresistible to my pancake-loving lioness. What a plan!

Actually, that’s not necessary. She likes my scent and flavor. But if additional incentive is needed, here’s one idea that can’t fail. All I have to do is take my boner pill and apply a little dab of maple syrup scent and I am good to go.