Christmas is always a very emotional time for most people. Mrs. Lion and I like the idea of celebrating it. We like the decorations, the music (for short while anyway), and of course the food. Around Thanksgiving and Christmas the local supermarkets stock up on turkey breasts. It’s difficult to find one the rest of the year. So we bought three and put them in the freezer. We ate one yesterday. It was a nice dinner. Mrs. Lion invited one of her friends who was going to be alone, and the three of us enjoyed a quiet celebration.
Holidays aren’t a big deal for us. Our kids are grown and live far away. I’m an only child and Mrs. Lion’s sister is on the East Coast. As for us, we celebrate every day. I don’t mean that in some sappy way. As you might gather from our posts, every day is special. Mrs. Lion works hard to make me happy and I try to do the same for her. We got our Christmas gifts some time ago. Neither of us is very good at withholding something from the other. That’s not entirely true. Mrs. Lion is absolutely wonderful at withholding orgasms from me.
Over the years, I’ve come to enjoy the suspense of being aroused, teased, and then having to wait and see whether or not Mrs. Lion will let me ejaculate. I know that some guys prefer to be horny rather than to be satisfied. I am not in that club. But I’m definitely in the vagina-is-in-charge sex-play club. I really like when Mrs. Lion teases me. I also like it when she mentions that she’s going to tease me.
While Christmas and other holidays aren’t actually different from our regular day-to-day life, they are still big fun because we get to be home together. Since we both like to do nice things for one another, sometimes the pleasure can become a little routine. As I’ve mentioned before, sex and play seem to always be the last activities of our day. I wonder what it would be like if on a day we are home together, Mrs. Lion would take a break and lead me into the bedroom for some activities. I would love that! [Mrs. Lion — Before I moved in with Lion, we usually played in the afternoon.]
We took a break from anal on Christmas Eve. Mrs. Lion was worn out and achy from working around the house. I don’t think we need to do this daily. We also talked a little bit about cleanout. Insertion play is more fun for both of us (for obviously different reasons) if everything is free of matter inside my body. We use 7 ounce Fleet enemas for this purpose. They were the largest capacity disposables I could find.
The smaller disposables are designed to help people who are constipated. Anal, pegging, and other rear-end activities for either sex need more cleanout than stimulation for a bowel movement. Many people use enema bags which hold about a quart of water. These are a good idea but require preparation and quite a bit of time to expel all the water. Mrs. Lion doesn’t like that. She prefers something quick and easy. Fleet has been selling 7-ounce disposables on Amazon. This is enough liquid to provide a cleanout for our anal play. [Mrs. Lion – I only remember using the enema bag once and I don’t remember a strong preference one way or the other.]
Aren’t you glad you’re reading this post?
I bring this up because it’s a subject that is often overlooked. Anal is exciting and fun for both partners. The problem isn’t so much that you might encounter poop when doing penetration. It’s that being penetrated when you do have the material in the way, causes an uncomfortable feeling. Getting cleaned out vastly improves the enjoyment of being anally penetrated. It also makes it more pleasant for your partner.
I like it when Mrs. Lion engages in anal activities with me. Not only is it exciting that she does, but it is also another way she can show her sexual control. It’s a very intimate activity that we share. I think that makes it particularly special for both of us. She doesn’t have any particular fascination with my asshole. I don’t have a lifelong craving to be anally fucked. Let’s face it, it’s uncomfortable to learn to relax and allow insertion of whatever Mrs. Lion chooses.
The fact that she is choosing and I am willingly accepting is very exciting to me. No, it doesn’t make me hard. It’s a different kind of arousal. She sees evidence of it later when she plays with my penis. A side benefit of this anal fun is that it stimulates my prostate, which in turn helps generate more semen. On occasions when she allows me to have an orgasm, she considers that extra cream her reward. On other occasions, the prostate stimulation seems to generate precum. She really likes that.
I tend to be a goal-oriented guy. Mrs. Lion is much less focused on results. Years ago, long before we considered male chastity or a Female Led Relationship with Discipline, we did do BDSM play. When she strapped me into the sling, she liked to do anal play. When she first started, she would use her fingers. She said she wanted to be able to get her whole hand inside me. Each time we played that way she would try. While I was able to take larger and larger dildos, I seemed to be stuck on three lioness fingers.
Now that we have decided to take a more focused approach, Mrs. Lion doesn’t stop just because I make some uncomfortable sounding noises. Just as she has learned to ignore my yelps when she spanks me, she ignores the sounds I make when she is penetrating me. Instead, she gauges her progress on how much resistance she feels. She’s learned to use just enough additional pressure to make me relax. When I reach a point when I don’t seem to be able to open wider, she usually either backs off or stops.
This technique has been very successful so far. A few days ago she was able to get four fingers all the way up to her knuckles as well as some of her thumb into me without too much discomfort. She’s learned to begin by letting me get accustomed to the feeling of something inside me by pegging me with the large, training butt plug.
It’s amazing how switching from using dildos to help me relax to using butt plugs has made all the difference in the world. When I think about it, it makes sense. All the dildos do is teach me to relax enough to accept them and then since they are inside, I can close down against them. I don’t learn to be able to relax once they are removed.
Being able to stay open without pressure is critical for fisting. The butt plug, on the other hand, is pyramid-shaped so that I am forced to learn to accept an increasingly larger object and then it suddenly turns into a narrow object when I reach the shoulders of the plug. Then when Mrs. Lion pulls it out I’m forced to open suddenly to the full with and then feel it shrink smaller and smaller as she withdraws it.
Then she inserts it again, essentially pegging me with it. I’m forced to open for the increased width and then feel the pressure to expand suddenly disappear. If I don’t learn to relax and stay relaxed even when the pressure to expand has stopped, it will be uncomfortable when it has to suddenly expand again as the plug is pulled out. Using the plug teaches me to stay open and relaxed.
I watched some porno videos of male anal fisting. I noticed that when the woman withdrew her hand, his anus remained wide open. He had learned to relax and stay relaxed. This made the insertion of her hand or another large object easy and comfortable for him.
Some people think that by learning this relaxation, or as some think, stretching, the anus loses its ability to close tightly. This is untrue. I know several people who have been fisted regularly for many years. They don’t have any problem with incontinence.
I like that Mrs. Lion is teaching me this. Being able to accept her hand is a very intimate thing to do. Male chastity is a negative form of control. By that, I don’t mean it’s bad or wrong. It’s negative because it’s the removal of something: the orgasm, that demonstrates control. Being prevented from pleasure is a way of demonstrating power. Theoretically, the male has no choice but to accept this.
Anal penetration is a positive form of control. It requires cooperation. That doesn’t mean it’s voluntary. Whatever Mrs. Lion chooses to shove up my ass is going to go there whether I want it to or not. However, I have a strong incentive to cooperate. In fact, I will cooperate whether I want to or not. My body will become trained to relax as a way of reducing discomfort. It’s a form of conditioning that will turn something uncomfortable into something very pleasant over time.
This is very similar to my experience with enforced male chastity. In the beginning, while I found it exciting that I was wearing a chastity device, I was also frustrated and annoyed that I kept being teased and not allowed to ejaculate. This was what I wanted to do. But at the same time, I really wanted to come.
That’s the way anal play is going to turn out too
