Late to Bed; Early to Rise

I’m up early, yet again, because of the dog. She needed to go out and there was an Amazon Fresh order waiting for me at the door. Lion was still sleeping and I expected him to stay asleep for at least another hour. He was up past midnight watching TV. It’s just as well the dog woke me up early because I have a lot to do to get ready for our first camping trip of the year.

I’ve been very tired the past few days. Despite this, I attempted to edge Lion last night. I say attempted because I wasn’t sure how it would go. He still has a sore spot and it’s been a while since we’ve had a successful edging session. Apparently the sore spot is sore no more. I got him to the edge. I think I even got him to within a stroke of an orgasm. And I wasn’t taking any chances. When I stopped, I kept touching him and started back in when I thought he’d calmed down enough, but not too much.

When I was done, I had a puddle of horny Lion. He announced that it had been seven days since his last orgasm. Duly noted. It will be at least eight days. I’m not heading for a particular number. I just don’t think he should have an orgasm without being tortured a little bit first. He needs to really want it. I know he thinks he really wants it now, but he hasn’t been edged for more than a few days lately before I give him an orgasm. Let him suffer!

After I edged him and we were snuggling, he asked if I was ever going to lock him up again. Ugh! I hate this question. If I lock him up it looks like he’s running the show. If I don’t then I’ll probably forget till the next time he asks. I wasn’t going to do it right that second anyway, so I said yes. I mean, I figured at some point I’d lock him up.

By 11 o’clock I was pretty fried. I needed sleep. We brushed our teeth and settled in to do Lion’s barrage of eye drops. When I was done I climbed into bed. But no. The question was back. “Weren’t you going to lock me up?” At this point, I don’t care who’s running the show so I put him in the cage. Done. If I’m not too tired tonight, maybe I’ll unlock him. If not, it’s his own fault for wanting to be locked away again. Be careful what you wish for.

What do you think?