I did not put Lion back in his cage last night. It was a weird night. Lion was very tired and his stomach was upset. But the reason I didn’t lock him up is because he has a sore spot. I noticed it the other night. I think I pinched him while I was getting the cage on or off.


Since he spent a lot of the night snoozing, he didn’t have an opportunity to make snide remarks about any TV shows. Of course, Grey’s Anatomy is on tonight so he still has a shot at getting himself in trouble. I don’t think he’ll do it on purpose but he might forget the rule.


I do want to make it clear that Lion will go back in his cage as soon as his sore spot is gone. It’s not that I’m forgetting or that I don’t want him back in the cage. I want him to be healthy. The more we irritate the sore, the longer it will last. Does that mean I won’t even play with him? That depends. If he’s too sore to play then we won’t play. I’m not sure how much he wants to play anyway since he had his orgasm a few days ago.


When things like this happen, it’s easy to allow distance to grow between us. We have to make an effort to snuggle and hold hands to stay close. Obviously if one of us isn’t feeling well we wouldn’t want to be too close. That’s a good way to pass colds or the flu back and forth. On the other hand, by the time we knew we were sick we probably contaminated the other through kisses and snuggles anyway. So we should just be close and suffer together. Together is better anyway.

In the early part of this century, the World Wide Web was coming into its own. Subjects previously way out of the mainstream became easy to find. One of the most interesting to me was the idea of a disciplinary wife. The Disciplinary Wives Club was an early entry in the field. To this day, almost two decades later, people still refer to it reverently. I have no idea about the reality behind the website, but I know it influenced countless couples, correct that, countless men, to try to pursue a disciplinary relationship.

That site was my first real exposure to the idea of being spanked for discipline. It touched me deeply. I would get aroused thinking about the idea of being spanked by my spouse. It wasn’t until 2015 that I actually experienced this. Mrs. Lion agreed to spank me. I won’t go through our long history now. Suffice it to say that we both persevered and grew slowly. We have reached a point that has me receiving true disciplinary spankings.

Along the way, we discovered some essential, non-physical steps required to establish a disciplinary relationship. Most are obvious when you think about them, but difficult to put into practice. Yesterday I happened to be searching for “husband spanking” on Google and Bing. I was curious about where I would be pointed. Bing pointed me to the Disciplinary Wives Club. I clicked through. It took me to a page called, “Tips and Methods“. This section is dedicated to helping a potential disciplinary wife get started. Please note that this is not the original website. This particular page is missing from the recreation of the original.

The advice on this page is surprisingly good. It may seem a little extreme to some, but over the years Mrs. Lion and I learned that this is very good advice indeed. Aside from the obvious need to develop a sufficiently severe spanking style, the next most critical requirement is constant vigilance. To begin moving husband spanking out of the BDSM scene and into day-to-day life, it’s required that the disciplining wife closely observe her husband’s behavior.

I think this was the most difficult change for Mrs. Lion. She’s a laid-back soul by nature. She’s anything but critical. However, to be my disciplining wife, she has to closely observe my behavior and immediately let me know when I do something she doesn’t like. In the beginning, actually even now, Mrs. Lion likes to function using discrete rules. She seemed comfortable letting me know if I break a rule she has articulated. She is also comfortable spanking me for breaking it.

She doesn’t seem as comfortable observing something that annoys her and then immediately letting me know I’m in trouble. Here is what the disciplinary wives club article says about this:

“The first thing you must do is to explain the golden rule of your proposed (or existing) disciplinary relationship. He must render complete obedience to you with regard to disciplinary issues at all times and must be willing to carry out any and all orders you give him without question or hesitation.

The first time he refuses to obey an order you need to stop and have a serious talk with him right then and there. If the husband is allowed to dictate when he will or will not obey an order, then that leaves some question as to who is really in charge, doesn’t it? Once he has agreed to these terms and understands that the whole scene will end permanently if he is not cooperative, you are ready to begin.

The well-disciplined husband is a direct result of constant vigilance on the part of the wife. Vigilance means being aware of almost everything he is doing and keeping your rules consistent and predictably enforced. In many instances your discipline will involve tasks and ordeals that he will find highly objectionable. He must always be aware that any rebellion or hesitation on his part will not be tolerated and will be met with additional punishment.

The assumption that the DWC makes is that the husband wants this disciplinary relationship and that the worst thing his wife can do is discontinue it. This is absolutely true in the beginning. I wanted Mrs. Lion to take charge. I worked very hard to help her establish her role. The most frightening threat would be to discontinue our disciplinary relationship.

Over time, this changed. Mrs. Lion’s confidence has grown dramatically. She is firmly and permanently established in her role as my disciplinary wife. The last thing she would do is threaten to discontinue it. She has much more potent ways to enforce her will.

That doesn’t mean that things are easy and fully natural. Mrs. Lion is much more vigilant than she has ever been in the past. In a lighthearted way, we have assigned version numbers that mark her growth in her role as my disciplining wife. Currently, she is lioness 3.0. 3.0 is strict when she spanks and highly vigilant of my behavior. She is unafraid of causing me substantial physical discomfort. She sees creating a few bruises on my bottom as a positive sign of her success.

The next phase, lioness 4.0, is a transition to the state that the quote from the DWC article mentions. 4.0 will give orders and will expect immediate obedience. Anything I do that annoys her will immediately be greeted by a reprimand (Mrs. Lion can really growl) followed by a severe spanking. There will be no exceptions. 4.0 will move away from concrete rules. She will expect me to remember what she wants. If I cause her any displeasure she will not worry about whether or not I was aware of a specific rule. She will simply discipline me to help me avoid this error in the future. She will be comfortable requiring my obedience.

This doesn’t mean that she will become an imperious femdom monster. It does mean that a simple request should always be interpreted as an order that must be followed at the pain of a severe spanking if disregarded. 4.0’s objective isn’t to cultivate fear. It’s to train me to be obedient and very considerate. She won’t have to articulate what I did wrong. She can expect me to think about that while she is bruising my bottom.

The big difference between 3.0 and 4.0 is a trend toward action. Yes, she will let me know what I did wrong. However, I will have to pay for it even if I didn’t know I was breaking a rule. This may seem unfair at first. It really isn’t. It’s a way of cultivating my sensitivity to her wishes and needs.

4.0 will expect immediate obedience. Unless she tells me otherwise, I am expected to do whatever it is she asks immediately. Delay will get me a sore rear end. 4.0 is all about action. It’s a way to teach me a very clear cause and effect relationship between thoughtful and immediate obedience and painful spanking.

Like each of the preceding phases, this will be challenging for both of us. I know that Mrs. Lion is working hard at becoming more consistent and vigilant. We will both benefit as she succeeds.

I felt better last night than the night before. Still not great but able to play with Lion. He was under the covers and snoozing but I convinced him to come out to be unlocked. He was hard as soon as the cage was off. When I commented on it he said it’s been a long time. He meant since his last orgasm. I thought he meant since he’d been unlocked which was only one extra day.

I don’t know how excited he was to have clothespins on his balls but too bad. He was even less excited to have clothespins on his boobies. Sometimes I pinch his nipples as payback for all the nipples he’s pinched over the years – including mine once. Having plain clothespins on his boobies is not too bad. I don’t think they hurt as much as my pinching. [Lion — No they don’t]

There are certain spots that hurt more than others on his balls. I didn’t go for a record number of clothespins but I got quite a few on him. They move around when I jerk him off. They hit each other and I’m sure the skin gets pinched in between. And maybe the spot an individual clothespin is on might not hurt but when it’s hitting into another and being bounced around it starts to hurt. Of course, the clothespins can hurt more coming off than going on. Sometimes I do it easy so it won’t hurt as much. Other times I yank them off. It’s supposed to hurt, right?

Once I got them all off I really started jerking him off. It still took a while to get him anywhere near the edge. I thought we lost it a few times but he soldiered on. I stopped when he wasn’t too near the edge and started right up again. I stopped again when he was very close to the edge. I’m not sure if I did it again or if I just went for the orgasm.

Seventeen days is a long time for Lion to wait. I usually don’t make him wait for more than ten. However, he was already in a wait when the new chastity device arrived. We decided he should be locked up full time and he said he really didn’t want an orgasm yet. I have no idea how long he’s been in the new cage but it’s been at least a week. High time for an orgasm!

After we were done I was off to do the dog’s medicine and ice cream. I completely forgot to have Lion put the base ring back on. I saw it when I went to do his eye drops. I decided he could be wild until tonight. He’s not going to play with himself if he just had an orgasm last night. And I didn’t want to mess with it just before bed. I don’t think he’ll be looking for attention tonight but I’ll make sure he’s locked away safely and securely.

Mrs. Lion is feeling her winter malaise. She spends weeks feeling like she’s about to come down with a cold but doesn’t quite get there. I feel sorry for her. This seems to happen every year in the deep, dark days of winter. To make things worse, she begins to feel guilty she isn’t doing enough for me. I try to let her know that I understand and can certainly manage the reduced level of attention I get.

This situation highlights one of the more difficult aspects of our sexual power exchange. Mrs. Lion does not want me to take matters into my own hands, so to speak. She likes owning all of my orgasms. As I’ve discovered more recently, she isn’t too happy about extracurricular erections either. When she let me remain wild, I did get myself hard once in a while. She didn’t exactly forbid it, but when I wrote about it she responded by saying she never permitted it either. Now that I am securely locked into a male chastity device, erections of any sort aren’t an issue.

By assuming total control of my sexual pleasure, has Mrs. Lion assumed responsibility for providing a certain amount of it? Certainly she doesn’t have to. There isn’t very much I can do about it. It’s not like I can sneak off and masturbate. Sometimes when I’m horny I get frustrated and a little grumpy. If that gets on her nerves she can cure the problem very quickly without unlocking my penis.

This has less to do with me than it does her. When she thinks she isn’t teasing me enough or providing me with enough sexual stimulation of any kind, I think she feels guilty. If that guilt motivates her I can generally sense it. I hate the way that feels. I don’t want to be anyone’s responsibility.

The problem is that there aren’t any reasonable alternatives available to her. She really doesn’t want me providing my own sexual entertainment and absolutely doesn’t want me near any other women. That means that any sex I get has to be provided by her. Should she change her position? Does she need an assistant who can sexually stimulate me when she is not feeling capable? Should she let me take things into my own hands?

I am pretty sure I know the answer to those questions. Sure, it’s a hot fantasy to imagine that she recruits another woman to masturbate me when she’s not feeling up to it. You know, an assistant lioness. Her assistant could also spank me when needed. That’s definitely a hot fantasy. There’s no way anything like that could work. Even if Mrs. Lion liked the idea, what would be in it for her assistant? There isn’t a long waiting list of females who want to spank me or jerk me off. There’s actually only one and she’s doing it now.

For better or worse, Mrs. Lion and I are monogamous. We are devoted to one another. I really don’t want anyone else even if it means I end up missing out sometimes. For the record, I don’t consider spanking the same as genital sex. I don’t know how Mrs. Lion feels about it. I spent many years in the BDSM community and I’ve spanked and been spanked by many women. For the record, I didn’t have sex as part of the activities.

I really like our exclusivity. I belong to her and only her. We are mates for life. Sooner or later Mrs. Lion will feel better and the fun will resume. In the meantime, I can hold her and she can hold me. I can wake up in the middle of the night and hear her snoring softly next to me. I can eat meals with her and can sometimes piss her off when I call one of her stories a soap opera.