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Lion requested that we play earlier than usual yesterday. He’s been requesting it for a while. Sometimes I’ve moved things up an hour or so, but yesterday we tried to play around 4. We woke up late and I let the day get away from me while waiting to see if it would stay nice long enough to replace the truck’s mirror. It didn’t. So, at 4, when Lion asked if we were going to do anything, I decided we should play. However, I wasn’t prepared.

We’ve both bought toys recently that we haven’t used. Lion’s latest acquisition is an inflatable, vibrating butt plug. I wanted to use it but I wasn’t sure if we should since Lion had injured himself near his eye. I thought the increased pressure of him on his knees would hurt. I picked out a finger vibrator that we hadn’t used either. Lion didn’t want that. I was already at a loss for what to do so we went back to the inflatable butt plug.

Uninflated, it went in very easily. When I tried to inflate it, Lion said he needed an enema. For some reason, I never think about enemas before we do anal play. Things went much better after the enema. Unfortunately, the vibration didn’t do a thing for Lion. I’m surprised the Magic Wand works so well. Lion suggested it might work better with him on his back. It didn’t.

Once I removed the butt plug, I gave Lion a handjob. To me, there was nothing different about this handjob from any other time. I don’t think the butt plug added anything. Then again, I was not on the receiving end. It may have made all the difference in the world to Lion. I was able to get him very close to the edge and that’s all that matters. [Lion — It didn’t feel any diferent]

When I went to make dinner, Lion grumbled about being horny and frustrated. Ever the sympathetic mate, I told him he wouldn’t be so frustrated if he didn’t make me edge him. Of course, he didn’t make me do anything. And being frustrated is part of the fun of enforced male chastity.

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I am not really sure how milking went last night. It was our first attempt. As a guess, I’d say Lion was able to stay on his knees for somewhere around five minutes. It might have been more. I rarely time things. He said it felt good and he seemed happy. Of course, that could be because it was something different. He was hard and moaned from time to time. I know he liked it.

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Lion in milking position. His balls do get in the way.


My issue was trying to find a position that was both comfortable and allowed a good grip. His balls kept getting in the way. I’ll lasso them tonight. I also said I’d wrangle them. Lots of good cowboy talk. Once the boys are out of the way I can get a better grip or at least figure out what I can accomplish when I can see what I’m doing.


I also discovered that I can kill many birds with one stone. If I tie his balls up, he’ll be more turned on. I can shove a butt plug in for added (dis)comfort. I can swat him from time to time. All things that help arouse Lion.

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Lion’s balls tied up and away to make milking easier for me.


Last night, aside from moving his balls out of the way, I tickled them and I also ran my fingers up and down his crack. I know he likes those little drive-by’s. The “threat” of my finger invading turns him on too.


I’ll be tying his balls tonight but I think I shouldn’t do all the other things. I want to see how excited he gets from just the milking. We’ll start out with a few scoops of ice cream before we add the hot fudge and sprinkles. (Lion has been eating a lot of ice cream since having his tooth pulled.)


Maybe we’ll get back into anal play because of milking. I’ll be in the neighborhood.

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lion anal discomfort

As Mrs. Lion wrote in her post yesterday, I got Autoblown. This is our latest male sex toy acquisition. It felt a little strange having my favorite sex toy (Mrs. Lion) sitting next to me while this new electric appliance pumped away. We plan to use it a few more times. Like most sex toys, it takes some time and testing before it can do its best work.

Aside from my native curiosity and the fact that I plan to write a comparison of male sex toys, the original motivation for getting it came from the realization that it was taking me a very long time to reach the edge. I reasoned that if Mrs. Lion had the help of a mechanical device it would spare her hands and mouth a lot of extra work. Once the mechanical sex machine got me reasonably close, I figured she could take over. Of course, the first problem is finding a sex machine that can get me reasonably close. I’m not an easy customer.

Autoblow ai. It felt good, but not great.

While I can’t claim that this first Autoblow experience was even close to orgasmic, it kept me hard the entire time we were using it and I had a semi-erection for quite some time after it came off. That’s pretty good considering that I was distracted by the need to wash off the lube.

I’m very sure that I’m over the hump so to speak since during my recent slump I almost never got an erection for nearly 3 weeks. Things are definitely perking up. Unfortunately, my wild days are numbered. The Evotion chastity device will probably get to me within the next couple of weeks. The folks at Evotion have the device ready but need locks for it. I’m very impressed that they use the German-made locks instead of the much cheaper, fairly low quality, Chinese versions. European products are much more secure. It’s fairly easy to pick a Chinese chastity lock. I saw a guy do it in a YouTube video using a foil condom wrapper. That is definitely not the case with the German product.

I’m probably within a week or two of needing waxing again. Mrs. Lion said that she really hates waxing my legs and she may send me to a professional to do that part of my anatomy. Mrs. Lion has become a very proficient waxer. At the same time, the hair grows back sparser and thinner. That also helps speed things up for her. My legs are several treatments behind the rest of me. That hair still grows back fairly thick and heavy. It won’t last under steady waxing.

mrs lion removed all of lion's body hair
Mrs. Lion is okay giving me a Lion-kini and chest waxing, but hates doing my legs.

We will probably resume anal training very soon. As with spanking, each time Mrs. Lion penetrates me she is more confident and less concerned about my verbal feedback. Before anyone gets upset that she doesn’t listen to me, she does but my verbal reactions to what she is doing turn out to be less reliable than what she can feel directly. There’s a certain amount of discomfort involved in anal training. As in all things, Mrs. Lion is the best judge of how much she should push me each time.

This is all within limits that I can handle. If I am really in trouble I can safeword and she will stop at once. There are times, maybe too many when I would rather she stop before she really should. It’s that time after I want her to stop and before it’s really too much for me that represents my best opportunity for growth.

The same is true of spanking. We both share the goal that a spanking should be felt for at least a day after it was administered. A few years ago, Mrs. Lion tried starting out with very hard swats. She couldn’t get past seven or eight before I rolled away. Two things were going on: The first was that I was unable to develop a tolerance for the sensation. The second was that I didn’t have enough experience to understand fully what I was feeling.

Over time, she learned that she needed to build up the force more gradually. When she did that, I was better able to manage the sensation. It did mean that at the beginning of spanking, it didn’t hurt very much. It turned out that was a great benefit. During that relatively painless time, I was able to adjust mentally and physically. When she stepped up the speed and intensity, the pain grew but not so much that I couldn’t hold still. Over time, she was able to do more and more as I learned to manage the sensations. Now, she has no trouble making me feel a spanking for a day or two after she’s finished. I also can tolerate it, but hate every minute. Job well done.

Anal training isn’t too different. The objective isn’t necessarily to cause me pain. It’s to teach me to relax enough to accept whatever she wishes to insert, even her entire hand. Just as with being trained to take a spanking, I have to learn to convert the unpleasant sensations into relaxing my sphincter muscles to allow her to complete penetration. Eventually, she will be able to do that.

I knew someone years ago who fisted all of the men she dated. She told me that with patience she could generally get the job done in the first session in less than an hour. I told her that I was pretty sure it would take more than that for me. We never got to try.

One of the things I like best about our power exchange is that I have to grow to meet Mrs. Lion’s requirements. I know that she doesn’t really want to hurt me, but she understands my need to accept her in every way possible. We both learned that spanking has moved from being a BDSM activity I’ve always enjoyed to becoming an excellent way to train me. Now that she has learned that things can only get better when she does this, she is far more willing to advance my education.

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Mrs. Lion talked about it lately, I’m in a sexual slump. It may be that I have a stomach virus, which is now on the way out. Mrs. Lion appears to have the same thing. In any case, I’m not interested in sex, and I haven’t had an erection in days. Every time something like this happens, I wonder if it’s the end of the line for me. We’d be quite a couple — both of us with no libidos.

Mrs. Lion isn’t willing to quit yet. For that matter, neither am I. It’s a little awkward being a sex blogger and not feeling horny. I’ve also been pretty tired. Neither of us has been sleeping very well. It seems that every time I wake up in the middle of the night and reach across the bed, I find Mrs. Lion’s hand, and she holds mine. I’m not sure that means she’s awake, but it feels delicious to have company in the middle of the night.

One of the problems associated with writing a daily post is that it’s impossible to skip over dry periods. It’s easier for me because I frequently write about topics other than what’s going on in my life right now. Mrs. Lion is our self-appointed historian, and when nothing much is happening, she finds herself with little to write about. Sometimes, she is saved by a provocative comment that she can post about.

We both love comments on our posts. We love some more than others. I like the fact that this is an interactive medium. If we didn’t want comments, it’s a simple option not to allow them. I feel that some of our regular commenters are friends. Their feedback and advice are often constructive. Other regular commenters remind me how difficult it is to successfully communicate about an odd set of kinks like ours.

I’m not always sure why I like something or want it. A good example is anal training. The idea turns me on, yet when Mrs. Lion is training me, it doesn’t feel good. The same is true of play spanking. I get turned on by the idea, but while things are happening to me, I don’t find it hot it all. Go figure!

There are a lot of contradictions in the way I think about sexual things. Even my interest in domestic discipline has some roots in the sexual thrill of thinking about spanking. I think this is true of most guys who receive disciplinary spankings from their partners. It’s not that it’s arousing to be spanked for doing something wrong, it isn’t. The sexual component for me is more complicated: it’s exciting to think about the fact that I put myself in a position to be spanked.

Maybe it’s not a good idea to think too deeply about things that turn you on. I remember reading a post written by a woman attempting to explain why men allow themselves to be punished, particularly by spanking, even though they hate it.

Her contention is that male sexuality being what it is, allows a man to feel aroused thinking about being spanked simply because it’s arousing to be humiliated that way and expose his naked bottom to his partner. She was quick to point out that this is not rational. I agree it isn’t. But it is a turn on for me. The weird thing, she claimed, was that even after many experiences with unpleasant, disciplinary spankings, the same sexual feelings brought him back for more punishment when needed.

erect spanking
I obviously don’t exactly hate being spanked. I often have a nice erection when the spanking is started. It’s true that it doesn’t last very long.

When I read that, I admit that it struck a chord with me. It’s true that what I think about being spanked, I feel a little rush and I get a nice tingle between my legs. When a spanking is imminent, and Mrs. Lion instructs me to get in position, there is no tingle at all. I still do it anyway. As I recall, when we first began disciplinary spankings, I would get an erection when Mrs. Lion told me I was about to be spanked. The erection wouldn’t last very long after she started, but I was hard until a minute or two after she began.

My point is that I am obviously attracted to certain activities which end up being very uncomfortable. More puzzling is the fact that I continue to be attracted to those same activities long after I’ve experienced over and over their unpleasant consequences. I’m not alone in this. Even some of our harshest critics admit to paying people to spank them.

There are deep sexual connections to actions that have strong power symbolism. I have to admit that allowing myself to be spanked and anally penetrated are very clearly sexually submissive activities. It’s less clear why I would want something that I love to hate to turn into something that is intended to make me unhappy. I’m thinking about the fact that I want Mrs. Lion to punish me for doing things that upset her. I completely agree with her choice of spanking as the best way to do this.

She’s commented that she feels bad that by punishing me with the paddle, she’s taking away something I found exciting in the past. That’s why she frequently refers to “play” spankings is something she would like to do again.

large dildo going up lion's ass
I can’t stay hard when my ass is being penetrated. In this picture, a 1-3/4 inch diameter dildo is slowly pegging me.

I’m not sure whether that will work. I don’t think that I’ve fixated on the idea that spanking is for punishment alone. I just think I expect punishments to go a certain way. I also worry that if I get something that is usually a punishment as a form of play, it can be emotionally confusing to me. I do know that I haven’t craved any BDSM spanking for quite a while. Even thinking about it doesn’t turn me on.

All this could change in the blink of an eye. Under the right circumstances, I could get very aroused thinking about a paddle hitting my bottom. I don’t know what those circumstances might be. That’s not entirely true. If Mrs. Lion wants to play a spanking game, I will probably find that quite hot. When we played our NFL football game, I would end up getting over 100 hard swats in the course of a game. I found it very hot. Go figure!