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Since he’s been horny lately, Lion is trying to come up with some way to convince me he should be caged. So far it isn’t working. He says it will guarantee that he keeps his hands off. Shouldn’t he be doing that anyway? He says it will avoid any slip-ups. Can’t I trust him anymore? I know he likes to be in the cage unless he doesn’t. I think he likes the idea of the cage more than he likes the cage itself. Maybe it’s like punishment.

Lion says he wants to be locked up again.

Oddly enough, he suggested I put the cage on and not take it off for a while. He’s trying to compromise so I don’t have to take it off and put it on so many times. The problem with that is that he doesn’t do very well when I ignore him. He craves attention anyway, but sexual attention is sort of like crack to him. He needs his fix regularly. If I locked him up last night and didn’t unlock him again until Friday, he’d be upset. I don’t think he’d be very happy if I only let him fester until tomorrow night. He’s horny, dammit! Why aren’t I playing with him?

Last night either he wasn’t as horny as the night before, or it was because I only pinched his nipples and didn’t go for a full-on BDSM session, but things didn’t seem as urgent. I did get him to the edge a few times, but eventually he just petered out. I asked if he was done and he admitted he was. I suppose we’ll know tonight if he’s still so horny he needs the cage or if he’s hit his plateau.

At a certain point, he loses interest. It usually doesn’t happen this quickly, but then again, he never took so long to be raging horny after an orgasm. I’m willing to bet it’s because we didn’t really play. He doesn’t like his “boobies” pinched and doesn’t consider it sexual. I teased him that he should get them pierced since he wrote about piercings the other day. He said they take a long time to heal. I have no idea why they’d take longer than anywhere else but I don’t really want him to get them pierced so I let it drop. I only said it to make pinching them feel a little more sexual. I guess it didn’t work.

Tonight, I’ll be sure to do something to him before I see if Mr. Weenie wants to come out to play. I don’t know if I’ll make him choose pegging or figging from the Box O’Fun or not. I think those may be the only choices left. I’m also thinking I could just return all the cards to the box and call it good. We can start over again and he’ll get a chance for something he likes. Although, I have been asking him what he wants and what he wants is for me to decide. So far, I’ve been nice. I haven’t pulled out the Velcro or tiny clothespins. I bet if I gave him the choice between something he wants and Velcro, he’d make a decision pretty quickly. And it wouldn’t be the Velcro.

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In: Lion's Journal, Male Chastity, Sex

It is obvious that I am male. The evidence is all over this blog. Unless locked in a chastity device, it’s very difficult to hide when I am sexually aroused. Females have a much easier time. There are few outward signs of female arousal. For example, erect nipples can signal arousal or a cold room.

Because our penises very obviously signal our interest in sex, males are thought of as lacking in sexual subtlety. Oh, look! He has a stiffy. He wants to ejaculate.

There is a generally undeniable connection between an erection and a strong wish to use it in a way that will produce semen. That’s our genetic imperative. We are programmed to respond to females with sexual arousal and then mount willing females in an attempt to breed.

Human society has tempered this primitive drive into a much more complicated mating dance that more often than not, results in frustration. Darwinian selection puts other male mammals in the same boat. We are built to handle it. We don’t have to like it, but evolution has conditioned us to accept sexual rejection.

Even in situations when we are mated to a female, sex isn’t assured. Males in vanilla relationships don’t have as much sex as they want. That’s why virtually every male masturbates even after marriage.

From puberty onward, women are trained to avoid encouraging males unless they plan to have sex with them. They view this as a kindness. It’s considered poor form to make a poor male mad with desire only to reject him in the end. That means the good form is to avoid sexually provocative behavior when there is no desire to accept him.

My years in a male chastity marriage have changed the rules significantly. For one thing, masturbation is forbidden. No matter how much I want to, I am not allowed to jerk off. That means my only authorized sexual outlet is my lioness.

The second big change is that she encourages me to be sexually aroused. She likes it when I am hard. She enjoys teasing me by masturbating or sucking my cock until I am just about to ejaculate. It’s fun for her to see my reaction when she stops just short of my orgasm.

She has no fear that I will find a way to finish. Male chastity has trained me to accept being just ready to ejaculate and then stopped.  I’ve learned to feel very lucky that Mrs. Lion teases me.

I know that eventually, she will let me have an orgasm. I’m lucky that she is very fond of making me ejaculate. Since she’s also very fond of teasing me, there are a lot of dripping, unsatisfied erections in our house.

Our behavioral changes are very significant. I’m trained to enjoy being sexually aroused without expecting to ejaculate. That means Mrs. Lion can use sexual stimulation as a way to show affection without being concerned that she has to let me “finish”.

That works out well for both of us. By preventing ejaculation, Mrs. Lion keeps me ready and able to get hard and fully aroused. There is no refractory period if there is no ejaculation. She can stimulate me to the edge over and over as often as she wishes. I will be ready.

Once she lets me ejaculate, we have to wait until my batteries are recharged before we can begin again. Nowadays that can be several days. As long as I don’t ejaculate, I’m always ready. That’s a strong incentive to space my orgasms further apart. Mrs. Lion seems to be doing that. I don’t believe it is a plan. The longer waits allow a lot more playtime.

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In: Male Chastity, Mrs Lion Comments
Lion really wants to rub it. That’s really him.

Lion is a very horny boy right now. He’s very easily aroused and getting him to the edge is a breeze. In fact, I tease him that a slight breeze will push him over the edge. Last night he was pretty insistent that I should lock him up. So much so that he kept bringing it up. He said he didn’t know if I should trust him with a wild weenie. I left him wild.

There were two issues at play: First and foremost, I’m too lazy to drag out a cage and fumble around with lining everything up and getting the lock just so. Second, leaving him wild is a matter of trust. He may like being locked up, he may even think he needs to be locked up, but I should be able to trust him to keep his hands off my property. Actually, there is a third issue. If he gets himself off, we’re done; not the marriage, male chastity.

Whether or not I consider his masturbating to be cheating, the agreement has been that he doesn’t masturbate. He can adjust himself. He can get himself hard. But he can’t jerk himself off, even “just” to the edge. That’s my right. I’m the only one allowed to edge him or give him an orgasm. I take that very seriously. I hope he does too. [Lion — I do.]

The cage was necessary for the beginning. I had to make sure he didn’t falter. Being locked up was also a way to “force” me to give him attention. Since he couldn’t pleasure himself, I needed to do it for him. The cage was an inertia buster. Poor, locked up Lion needed relief. My weenie was in solitary confinement and needed an hour in the yard for recreation. Once Lion was trained (and me too to some extent), the cage was technically no longer necessary. During recuperation from surgeries and illnesses, the cage stayed off longer and longer. Lion still didn’t masturbate.

I suppose it could be good for both of us to revisit the cage from time to time. It’s great that he realized he might have a moment of weakness because he’s so horny. But I’m thinking the cage could be a crutch now. It’s an easy way out. Being super horny and still maintaining his composure is much more difficult. Instead of metal or plastic keeping his hands off, he has to fight against his own instincts. You can do it, Lion.

[Lion — I’m not really worried about getting myself off. Wearing a chastity device also prevents erections. It doesn’t prevent thinking arousing thoughts. It may be extra trouble for Mrs. Lion, but for me it is another powerful reminder that she is in charge. That, in itself, is a big turn-on for me.]

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In: CBT, Lion's Journal

Way back in the distant past when I experienced BDSM for the first time, my partner and I relied on books to learn what we could do. One of our favorite resources was the Leatherman’s Guide. This was a book intended for a gay male audience. At the time, we couldn’t find very many resources. Since we decided that I would be the bottom, this book was actually perfect for our purposes.

She tried techniques from the book that caught her attention. One of her favorites was penis piercing. She was taken by the idea of a frenum piercing. She envisioned using it as a connecting point for a leash. At the time, we had no idea about finding professionals to do this. She went to our local BDSM store, The Pleasure Chest in Greenwich Village. They obliged with a piercing needle and a ring to insert in my penis.

I was pretty apprehensive about this rather permanent operation on my favorite body part. After calming me down and tying me spread eagle on the bed, she did the deed. It wasn’t particularly painful or bloody. She had a little bit of trouble threading the ring through the new hole she made. She didn’t know that she was supposed to insert the ring into the hole in the hollow needle and let it follow her as she went through the skin. Somehow, she got it in.

This is the second frenum piercing done by professionals.

This piercing took several weeks to fully heal. I developed an infection and the site and it was pretty sore. After a couple of weeks, she removed the ring and let it heal. Before it came off, she only had one opportunity to play with it. She attached a leash to my ring and tied it to a doorknob. My hands were fastened behind my back. She liked that I had to stay there and wait for her to release me. She was disappointed we couldn’t do other things.

I liked the idea of having the piercing. It was sexy and fun. I think she liked the way it felt inside her. It wasn’t long after the ring came out that we broke up. A few months later after I was fully healed, I read an article about a San Francisco piercing studio. My curiosity was aroused. It turned out that they had a branch in Manhattan. I wasn’t with anyone at the time so it seemed like a good opportunity to get my ring back.

I made an appointment and went for my piercing. The operator noticed the scar from my last attempt. I explained what happened. She said that regular care with antibiotic ointment would prevent that from happening this time. She suggested a 12gauge piercing. That looked about the same as the one I had before. I agreed.

When she pushed the needle through my skin it felt like a small electric shock. Again there was no pain and almost no blood. This time everything worked. I applied the antibiotic ointment daily and worked it through the hole. It took about six weeks to fully heal. I enjoyed how it felt.

I decided a thicker ring might look better. I purchased a 10 gauge ring and the appropriate tools to remove and replace the existing one. It was no problem. I wore either that ring or a barbell for the next 15 years. The piercing came in handy when I reviewed some of the chastity devices that require that sort of fastening.

In the early 2000’s at a BDSM convention, I met a renowned piercer and discussed what else I might do. I was feeling adventurous. She suggested a Guiche piercing. This is a ring placed through the perineum. It’s quite private and I thought sexy. I went up to her hotel room to have it done.

I was naked on all fours. She gently touched different spots on my perineum reaching it from behind me. At one point she said, “Aha, there it is.”

This shot with me on the sling shows both my frenum and guiche piercing. I thought the little barbell would be immune to twisting. It wasn’t.

I asked her what was? She replied that I “winked” at her. Apparently, there is a spot on the perineum that when touched will cause the anus to tighten. That’s where the piercing goes. She kept her finger on the spot, got her alcohol wipe, and pierced me. This is a pretty easy piercing. It isn’t painful and heals quickly. Sadly, my ring kept twisting painfully under my clothes. At one point it actually twisted itself out. That hurt, but not a lot.

At a subsequent convention, I had it re-pierced. This time I had a barbell put in. Unfortunately, the same thing happened again. I’ve wondered if I replaced the ring with a barbell if that wouldn’t prevent losing it. It didn’t. I still would love to try again. I think the placement was too low. Also, a curved barbell would have probably stayed out of the way. If you look at the picture, you can see that the piercer placed the piercing vertically. Traditionally this piercing is horizontal. That might’ve also contributed to my difficulty.

barbell on frenum penis piercing
This is the barbell on my penis. I wore this almost all the time for the last five years I had the piercing.

For at least five years before I finally removed it, I had a barbell in the frenum piercing. It was less trouble because they ring twists uncomfortably once in a while. Finally, Mrs. Lion didn’t seem interested in that piercing, I removed it and let it heal over.

I know that a lot of the male chastity crowd likes the Prince Albert piercing. I’ve never been a fan of it. It puts a hole in the urethra and is prone to leakage. It’s also a long-healing piercing. There are male chastity devices explicitly created to use the Prince Albert as a fixing point. Connecting the cage to a genital piercing certainly gives an increased sense of security.

I’ve never lost my interest in genital piercings. My partner before Mrs. Lion had a small ring through the hood of her clitoris. It was quite attractive. It wasn’t a particularly useful piercing. It didn’t provide her sexual stimulation and had no value in bondage or BDSM, but it was pretty.

It might be fun to have another piercing. I don’t think I would do a frenum. It would get in the way of the chastity devices I own and I am not sure Mrs. Lion would like working around it. On the other hand, every partner I had while the piercing was in place enjoyed it, particularly for oral sex. They also said they could feel it during intercourse.

Those two piercings are the only body modifications I’ve ever had. I don’t have or want tattoos. I certainly don’t want a piercing that is visible to the general public. I imagine I will continue the status quo. Of course, it’s all up to Mrs. Lion.