Author: Mrs. Lion

It was a blustery day yesterday. When I walked in from the wind and rain, all I wanted to do was get under the covers with Lion and warm up. He’d been snoozing and continued to snooze. I followed him to snoozeland for a little while. I didn’t want to get out of bed for any reason. Sooner or later we’d need dinner. I didn’t feel like cooking and I knew Lion didn’t either. If I’d said anything he would have suggested ordering a pizza, but I didn’t even want to get out of bed to answer the door.

Eventually I made dinner and we resumed life as usual. After my shower, I didn’t even want to unlock Lion. Can’t I just have a night off? Yes, I could have. Our agreement calls for attention at least every other day. However, now that he’s been easier to edge I don’t want to mess things up by not giving him attention.

In my wavering I think I waited too long to play with him. He was already well on his way to being hard as soon as the cage came off. He got even harder when I started stroking him. I’m not sure what happened but he faltered after a while. Maybe I wasn’t doing the right things. Maybe he started thinking about something else. I thought about giving him some oral attention but I was full from dinner and it didn’t seem like a good idea. Maybe tonight. I also thought about the Magic Wand. That seemed like overkill since he’s been so easy to edge the past few nights. Maybe I should have used it. We’ll see how tonight goes. Maybe oral. Maybe the Magic Wand.

I’m still having a little trouble with the new cage. To get to the lower lock I have to move skin out of the way without pinching him. Then I have to figure out which way the key goes in the lock, get it all the way in and turn it. Lion tried to help but his fingers just got in the way. I know I’ll figure it out eventually. I’ve already come up with a shortcut to getting the last piece locked on without pinching him. It’s all about making it work for you. Much like male chastity itself.

I won’t say I did a lot yesterday. I didn’t actually get a lot done all weekend. What I did get done was started very late and went until almost 11. In the middle of this, Lion asked if I had the energy to unlock him. The problem with this is that I didn’t really have the energy or the time, but I don’t want to tell him that because he’s very sensitive to being just one more chore. I also realize that he’s newly horny and edge-able lately so I don’t want to discourage that.

I can’t account for every time, but I don’t think I’ve ever considered Lion a chore. It’s true I may not have the time or energy for him but I feel bad when I deny him. That may sound ridiculous given the fact that part of my job in male chastity is, in fact, to deny him. Oddly, I consider edging him as actively denying him whereas ignoring him (or not playing with him) is passively denying him. I think I can definitively say we both like the former more.

To the other point, I want to make sure we keep up with edging him. A horny Lion is a happy Lion. Of course, he’d rather have an orgasm sometimes but he knows I’ll give him one eventually. I just don’t want to drop the ball and let him lapse back into his slump. That’s no fun for either of us.

When I was all done edging him, and I think I got him more times than the night before, he was very frustrated. He said he wanted more. Poor thing. Not to worry. He’ll get more tonight.

One interesting thing about edging him now is that I seem to be out of practice. I used to know what every little movement and sound meant. It’s a little more difficult now. I have to relearn everything. Good thing I’m up for the task. I hope he is too. [Lion — I am!]

hard lion
It didn’t take long after I removed the
chastity device for Lion to be ready to go.

I guess it shouldn’t come as much of a surprise, but I was able to get Lion to the edge last night. Why isn’t that a surprise? He’s been locked in a chastity device for a few days. When he locked it on himself the other day, he said he was hornier that night. I left him in it for a while so he could get used to wearing it. He had no trouble peeing. He had no trouble sleeping. The only effect seems to be a hornier Lion. That’s an excellent side effect.

Since he locked it on, I had no idea how to get it off. It took some gyrations but eventually I got it. I forgot it’s plastic. It looks like a painted car surface. As Lion said, it’s the color of the Ferrari he would get if he could get a Ferrari. The end piece unlocks first and it was light as a feather. It took my brain a minute to comprehend how light it was versus how substantial it looks.

Having said all this, I still dislike Lion wearing a cage. Well, I don’t dislike him actually wearing the cage. What I dislike is fiddling with getting it on and off. I understand why some women make their men deal with the cage. Push this piece this way and hold that skin that way and still pinch him and oh now the lock doesn’t line up. Ugh. This happens with any cage, especially the first few times you use it. The Jail Bird is almost second nature but that’s because he’s worn that the most.

I know I shouldn’t argue too much about the cage. If it makes Lion horny then it’s worth it. Of course, eventually the novelty will wear off and the doldrums could be back. For now, the cage is back and we’ll ride the high while we can. If last night is any indication, I’ll be making Lion wait a while for his next orgasm. It’s too much fun to torture him and make him hornier. Especially because it’s been such a long time since I’ve been able to edge him.

But we all know how weak I am. I’ll need to give him an orgasm sooner rather than later. I doubt it will be before he wants one since he probably wants one right now, but I love giving him orgasms. It’s just a matter of time before I give in.

Perfect for between Lion’s cheeks.

Friday was a strange afternoon. We got some lunch, Lion got a haircut and we came home. Lion watched TV and snoozed a while. I played The Sims. Neither of us was hungry at dinner time. That always throws things off. We were finally hungry at around 8 so I made some snacks. Any play we’d do would happen late, if at all.

Around 9:30 I wondered if it was too late to give Lion his punishment swats. He said it’s never a good time. I suppose that’s true. He may like the idea of getting spanked and he may present his butt appropriately, but he definitely does not look forward to actually receiving the swats.

I decided to use the thick, rubber paddle. Lion says it’s thuddy. The last time I used it on him was for a play spanking and we discovered something interesting. If I use the side that curves away from him, it’s thuddy. If I use the side that curves toward him, it has more of a sting. Both sides are very useful. Aside from the thuddiness of it, I was looking for less marking on the edges. The wooden paddles seem to deliver more force toward the edges and I think that’s what causes bleeding. It’s just a theory, of course. The other reason for using the rubber paddle is that it does some of the work. A slight flick away springs back easily – like a rubber band.

Lion’s buns got very pink very quickly. This paddle is indeed very mean. I didn’t time the spanking. I wanted to concentrate on what I was doing rather than worrying about how long I was doing it. Even if I had set a timer, I would have been worried about when it would go off and had I gotten my task completed in the allotted time. No thank you. I’ll know when it’s time.

I tried to concentrate more on Lion’s sit spot. I made more contact with his lower cheeks and upper thighs. I pulled open his cheeks to try to share the wealth inside. I think I’ll need a narrower paddle to accomplish that. I was even thinking of looking for a riding crop for that intimate area.

Eventually, I inspected the area more closely. I was surprised to find a nasty looking welt on his upper left thigh outside of the area I was aiming for. Apparently the paddle had wrapped. I felt bad immediately. Lion said it didn’t hurt. It’s not surprising. His buns were burning all over. One area would not necessarily hurt more than another.

Despite the evil-looking welt, there was no sign of blood. There were spots that looked like they would have bled if I’d been using a wooden paddle, but no actual blood.

This morning, Lion reported that he does have a sore spot but the welt has calmed down considerably. It’s a normal bruise now and Lion says it’s fine. Let me be clear, even after his buns were no longer burning, Lion was not concerned about the welt. While I was still worried about it, as long as he was fine with it, I realized it wasn’t as serious as I had thought.

Sometime after the spanking, Lion made a comment about my being a one paddle person. I use different paddles all the time so I didn’t understand what he meant. He said I only use one paddle per punishment. It never occurred to me to use different ones. I do for a play spanking but that usually has more to do with building up the intensity. I guess if I add a crop or other narrow paddle for his crack, I’ll have graduated to the next level. Who knew? All this time I’ve just been searching for the one paddle that did what I wanted it to do in that particular punishment session. Sometimes I feel stupid. [Lion — Mrs. Lion is very smart. She focused on a single tool so that she could master it. Now that there is real estate needing something else, I know she will find it.]