I intended to give Lion an oral ruined orgasm last night. I figured it would be difficult to know precisely when to stop given that I couldn’t see his face. In the end, what stopped the idea was that my neck was getting tired. Not that it took a long time to get him there, I think I just started out too fast. I decided, since it was Christmas eve, I’d give him a full orgasm.

This morning I realized I hadn’t locked him up again. He’s been wild so long, it will take my a while to get used to having him put on the ring so I can secure him. Lion has reminded me quite a few times that the Jail Bird is on his dresser. He’s reminded me a few times more that I can choose either the Jail Bird or the locking cock ring when it’s time to put him away. He’s also reminded me that it might be fun to go back into the Jail Bird from time to time. Subtle, isn’t he?

I think one of the best Christmas presents I can give him would be to lock him in the Jail Bird today. For old time’s sake. I wonder how long it will be until he complains about difficulty peeing or that it pinches. Maybe not for a few hours. By tomorrow maybe. And he won’t be able to get his morning woody. And there’s this cold, hard cage between him and his favorite toy.

Am I teasing him? Just a bit. I understand that he needs to be locked up in some capacity. The Jail Bird is probably too limiting in the sense of peeing and pinching. Maybe the locking cock ring isn’t limiting enough. I don’t know if there is a middle ground. I’m happy with the locking cock ring. In a sense it’s more like a wedding ring than the Jail Bird. The ring lets him know, as does his wedding ring, that he’s mine and he can’t cheat. Any time he sees either ring, he’s reminded of that. Sometimes when we’re holding hands, I play with his wedding ring and tell him someone loves him enough to put that on his finger. The same goes for the cock ring.

Sappy? You bet it is.

Mrs. Lion’s enthusiastic NFL swats did the trick. Later Sunday night, she managed to edge me within an inch  of my life. Whew! As shown in  yesterday’s post, she really marked my butt. The new, heavier tenderizer is a mean paddle.

I’m starting to think that paddling is paddling. Mrs. Lion went full force for our game and while it hurt a lot, it flipped that inner switch. Perhaps the difference between play spanking and punishment is duration, not force. I know that seems odd, but apparently I do better when paddling has only one meaning to me. It’s always painful and marks me. Just some are much longer than others. What do you think Mrs. Lion?

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My locking cock ring and Jail Bird. Obviously, the Jail Bird prevents my penis from growing. But is it really that different from the locking cock ring?
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It’s interesting that I got a comment yesterday on a subject that I’ve been thinking about a lot. Slave Robert wrote:

“I think you should abandon the locking device and revert to the Jailbird. I am proud to wear my Queen’s Keep for my Queen and, for me, the idea of wearing a locking device would feel decidedly ‘fake’.”

I had the same thought. Is a locking cock ring that makes my penis accessible even a little like wearing a chastity device? Obviously, the Jail Bird makes it close to impossible for me to play with my penis. The locking cock ring poses no challenge at all. That makes the answer seem obvious.

If all I think about is having the ability to play with my penis, obviously I need the Jail Bird for security.  But it’s not that simple. I’ve been trained not to play with my penis. Even when wild, I didn’t masturbate. I don’t need a chastity device to assure that my only source of sexual pleasure is Mrs. Lion.

I discovered that I do need something. When wild, I missed feeling a device attached to me that I can’t remove. I ordered the locking cock ring to provide a non-removable device that feels like my Jail Bird. Well then, why not the Jail Bird itself? It’s effective and I’ve worn it for years.

I was getting tired of dealing with the difficulty aligning my penis for peeing and the little pinches it gives me during the day. I wanted to see if there might be another option. So, I ordered the cock ring.

In my case, I’m trained not to touch my penis for fun. As a result, the cock ring is just as effective as the Jail Bird. I’m too well trained to cheat. The cage isn’t really necessary. I agree that the cage is cool. It definitely feels more like bondage. But the locking cock ring attaches the same way as the Jail Bird. It’s there and I can’t remove it. So, for me at least, it’s a fair substitute.

I waxed the front half of Lion yesterday. Parts of him were very furry. All in all, though, it went surprisingly quickly. There were only a few spots where the hair hung on for dear life. Eventually I won. I left some bruising on his upper thighs. It’s difficult to stretch the skin there and pull. Today I’ll hit a few places I missed and I’ll wax the moon side.

We also played our football game. I don’t know how many penalties there were but I started out on a fairly high setting. In his post the other day, he said he thought I’d been taking it easy on him. Challenge accepted! He also said he thought I wasn’t swatting as hard as I should be. I decided I could fix that, but after the first score I found myself wondering if he should get whomped so hard right out of the gate. When it’s play, I start out slow with my hands and then progress to harder swats with paddles. Punishment starts out with rapid fire easy swats and progresses to harder swats, all with a paddle. Why would the football swats be hard with a paddle? It’s not a punishment. I kept going because he wasn’t complaining.

I’m still not sure it’s the right tactic. If it’s play it should start out slow. But we don’t know how many points will be scored ahead of time. What if the final score is 3-0? Six swats is all he’ll get. There’s no time to warm up. And if there’s a lot of time between scores, his butt will cool back down. Since he didn’t say anything when I started off with hard swats, I guess all is well in the Lion world. Who am I to argue?

I was able to edge him last night too. It was a very eventful day for someone who hasn’t had much sexual excitement in a while. He was plucked, whomped and edged. What more could a Lion as for?

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We played our NFL spanking game yesterday. Mrs. Lion read this post, which I wrote before the game. As you can see, she took my spanking comment to heart. Ouch!
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 It”s the day before Christmas. We are enjoying our time together. I’m still recovering from my cold. Mrs. Lion is on the mend too. The locking cock ring came off on Saturday night for some teasing. It felt nice to be wild. Mrs. Lion let me stay wild all night.

Yesterday, she began waxing me. As you may have read, she’s reduced the territory that gets de-furred. I’m fine with that. She did my front side. The back will follow later today or tomorrow.

I’m not completely back sexually. I couldn’t get to the edge on Saturday. I know that I’m not broken. It seems to be a new pattern. I’m sure that I will ejaculate when Mrs. Lion wants.

The locking cock ring from Mature Metal is interesting to wear. It feels exactly the same as the Jail Bird chastity device. Of course, if I reach down or go to pee, the absence of a cage is obvious. Otherwise, the sensation is identical. This may have possibilities going forward. The Jailbird is now front and center on my dresser. Mrs. Lion has two options when she relocks me. It adds an element of surprise.

The locking cock ring has a double base ring. The Jailbird has a single ring. The double ring feels much more stable. The Jail Bird tends to rotate left or right. The locking cock ring keeps the security screw exactly where Mrs. Lion put it. I think that if I were going to buy the Jail Bird again, I would order it with a double base ring.

I have no idea if Mrs. Lion will choose to alternate between the cock ring and chastity device. It’s an interesting option.

My sag in libido may be due to the lack of BDSM or disciplinary activity. Mrs. Lion has proven that there is a direct connection between her weenie and painful play. She’s been taking it easy on me lately. I’m glad. I’ve been sick and in no mood for more discomfort.

That may be wrong. Maybe I really need more. When we play our NFL game, perhaps the shocks need to be stronger and the spanks harder. I know I’ll yelp and possibly complain, but her weenie is the sure indicator of what I really need.

Discipline has also been suspended. Again, I’m grateful, but maybe it is misplaced kindness. Mrs. Lion has often said she plays because it is something I want. So, she reasons, if I’m not interested, she shouldn’t do it. Maybe it’s less what I want and more what I need. Whether or not I want it may be much less relevant that we both thought.

We played our NFL football spanking game yesterday. She uses the heavy tenderizer. As the image shows, she didn’t hold back. The score was 28 to 27 (the Giants lost). That meant I got 110 hard swats (2 per point), plus two more with the rough side of the tenderizer for an interception. The little red spots are from the points on the paddle. I also got well over a dozen zaps from the shock collar. I get one for each penalty,

I asked for it. Happy Christmas Eve!