I’m sure you won’t be surprised to hear that last night, my scheduled orgasm night, I turned out to be horny after all. Once released from my cage, the world seemed different, brighter, with more possibilities. Mrs. Lion spent a bit of time teasing me then asked me to turn over. She then proceeded to give me a fun spanking, first with her hand and then with my Valentine’s Day gift, a small rawhide flogger. The flogger stung but also felt good. I am kinky, after all. Following the spanking was a slow, teasing handjob that ended in a most excellent orgasm. I feel so much better now.
I honestly didn’t think that I would enjoy coming last night. Thursday night’s tease didn’t feel all that good. Even though Mrs. Lion did edge me, it just wasn’t the thrill it usually is. I think the real cause was the sore on my frenum. That’s fully healed now. On reflection, I think it was caused by skin folding the wrong way when I was put back in the cage on Tuesday. The flaccid penis is such a shape changer that it can get itself in trouble when inserted into a confined space.
While I still get really horny and at times hate waiting, I also seem to be getting more accustomed to not expecting relief. In the past, pre-chastity days, if Mrs. Lion wasn’t into sex, I could always jerk off and relieve the pressure. Now I am completely dependent on her for that relief.
Some people think the very act of locking up a penis and depriving its possessor of sex magically makes him more attentive and loving. The deprivation of orgasm is supposed to enhance intimacy and love. Some think it is the power exchange; the surrender to the keyholder. I’m sure that isn’t the case. I think the magic of male chastity is that it forces both partners into a kind of sexual dependency. This is only true if the keyholder does more than just lock up the penis and walk away. If she gets involved by asking her partner how he is doing and she teases him and edges him regularly, a strong intimacy develops.
Because men are naturally more outgoing about sex, they are very receptive to the frequent checking and teasing they receive. I think that the keyholder enjoys this new window into his sexual being. A strong bond forms around his needs and eventual release. While the way we express this varies widely, the result is a new kind of intimacy and a shared sexuality that, at least in my case, I never experienced before.
In the beginning I was very excited and did top from the bottom. A big fantasy was coming to life and I wanted it perfect. I must have been pretty annoying with my frequent, “Is it time yet?” questions. My dear lioness was very good about these efforts. She even let me top from the bottom for a while. Things are different now and I am glad. She is very much her own lioness and my input, while accepted, is not necessarily put into action.
For my part, I am more willing to accept Mrs. Lion’s lead without attempting to bend her decisions to my mental movie. It’s progress. I’m sorry in a way the only way to make this progress is for me to lose out on more frequent orgasms, but it is a price I am happy, no not happy, but willing to pay. We seem to have created the right conditions to improve so much of our life together just by locking up my cock. Go figure!
