Well, I did. Sort of. I am notorious for thinking I want something and then either not having any clue how to get it, or deciding once I have it that it wasn’t really what I wanted at all. So I wind up with exercise equipment that just sits there and collects dust, and then I’m pining over that next piece of exercise equipment that I’m sure I want but I really know it will take its place gathering dust with the others. (Don’t panic, Lion. I’m not talking about you or the cage.)

I thought I was brilliant when I gave Lion the task of making breakfast on the weekends. I’ve been doing breakfast every morning for the better part of a decade. It’s his turn now. I did not think this through. I should have kept the weekends and given him the weekdays.

Lion loves blueberry pancakes with walnuts. He won’t make them for himself and he never asks me to make them because I don’t like pancakes. Every so often I make him his pancakes and I either eat them too or make myself eggs. But this generally happens on the weekends. And guess whose job it is to make breakfast on the weekends. Not mine. Rats.

This may not seem like a major problem and in the overall scheme of things it isn’t. But it all goes back to my inconsistencies. If I tell him I want to make breakfast on a weekend, then haven’t I just undermined my own rule? When he was uncaged recently he wanted to be recaged as soon as possible and part of the reason was that he didn’t want me to slip into my old habit again. If I make breakfast one weekend day once in a while, is it a slippery slope that soon goes to both days every weekend? And then what about the other rules? I admit I haven’t made many, but I don’t want to lose whatever progress I made. On the other hand, I make the rules so I should be able to amend them on a moment’s notice.

When I spoke to Lion about this he said he’d thought of the pancake problem too. I don’t know if he had any fixes in mind, but I do. Obviously, I could just take that one day back every few weeks and make him his pancakes. Or we could swap a day. I make pancakes on Sunday and he makes breakfast Monday. Or, and this is my favorite but certainly won’t be his, he can do weekdays while I do weekends.

The important part is to keep the communication flowing. If we can’t solve the pancake problem, how can we solve the bigger problems that are sure to arise along the way?

(Monday, May 5 2014) Last night lioness asked if I was horny. I said that I certainly was. I had my last orgasm only the night before. I think that tease and deny and orgasm gave me an appetite the next day. To my surprise, lioness removed my cage and proceeded masturbating me. She pushed me right to the edge, actually just beyond the edge, and I had a small ruined orgasm. I thought I had just been brought to the edge, but a small blob of semen appeared. Lioness promptly fed it to me. It was thick, definitely not precum. Lioness began again and this time took me all the way through a nice orgasm.

I’ve had a couple of ruined orgasms in the past. They always felt like a heavy door crashed down on my arousal. This time it felt like I was just brought to the very brink, but not over it. I also realized that after the ruined orgasm, I was indeed ready for more. Instead of a complete orgasm, she certainly could have ruined another. This is amazing to me. I have never had multiple orgasms. Last night I effectively came twice.

My understanding of the underlying biology is that so long as there is a reasonable supply of available semen, a male can ejaculate more than once in rapid succession. A “normal” orgasm results in complete ejaculation; no semen remains. A ruined orgasm, on the other hand, aborts the ejaculation in mid stream. Depending on the male and just how close the keyholder gets to the full ejaculation trigger, it’s possible to have several ejaculations in a single session.

Ruined orgasm doesn’t provide any particular satisfaction to the male. It doesn’t feel like I actually came. It feels like a massive tease and deny. Ejaculation is clearly not the basis for male sexual satisfaction. Ruined orgasm proves that the male orgasm is far more than just arousal, ejaculation, and ejaculation. More is going on. Based purely on my experience, I can say that I need stimulation well beyond the point at which ejaculation is triggered in order to have a satisfying orgasm.

If I am trained to separate arousal from ejaculation and ejaculation from orgasm, my keyholder has many opportunities to control my sexual responses. This training is fairly simple: provide frequent tease and deny that goes right up to the ejaculation trigger, produce multiple ruined orgasms in a single session, and make both tease and deny and ruined orgasm part of any session that ends with a complete orgasm. The objective is to make it very easy to hit tease and deny or ruined orgasm by training the male to put more time between each of the three events.

The male orgasm is generally an involuntary sequence of events that goes from arousal to ejaculation to orgasm. In an untrained male, this takes two to three seconds. In a trained male, this sequence can take ten seconds or more. Does this have any particular use? It successfully demonstrates that a keyholder can train her male to make teasing and ruined orgasms very easy. It should also help the male learn to hold off orgasm until he is allowed to come.

Punishment paddle
This is the rosewood punishment paddle with a patch of very scratchy sandpaper glued on one side.

Last night Lion was still upset that he hadn’t received punishment for being surly. He had explained to me that his surliness had more to do with being tired than sexual frustration so I was willing to let it go. Apparently he could not. So I got out the punishment paddle. It’s not exactly a punishment paddle. Any paddle can be used for pain or pleasure. We do have a dedicated punishment paddle in the kitchen that we’ve never used for pleasure. But I digress.

We have two rosewood paddles. One has a rounded head and the other is more oar shaped. Both are nasty, nasty paddles. On one side of the oar shaped paddle I affixed some non-skid tape. Think of it as sandpaper for the tush. It makes the nasty paddle just plain mean. I generally use it once Lion’s buns are pink and usually I don’t hit very hard with it. I swat him with both sides and then I run the scratchy side across his cheeks to heighten his discomfort. It was this side of the paddle that I used for his punishment swats.

A few nights ago he told me I didn’t have to limit his punishment to one swat per offense. Duh! I had been giving him one swat for each ice cube/food item he dropped, but that was more so I’d remember how many things he’d dropped. I wasn’t necessarily trying to spare him. Last night I figured if he wanted punishment for something I was willing to let go, he deserved more swats than I would normally give him. I decided on four. Two for each cheek. Hard. With the mean paddle.

I did not restrain him because he loves to be restrained. I was not trying to reward him. The first two swats were met with the anticipated reaction. On the third swat he moved away from me and rolled over. I asked him where he was going and he told me it hurt. Duh, again! I said it was supposed to hurt and that he had more to come. After the last swat I told him he could roll over. A few hours later I informed him the next time he moves during punishment swats he will get more swats. It seemed reasonable to me. He shouldn’t know how many swats are coming and he shouldn’t move until I tell him he’s done. He said in the future I should restrain him even if it is just sitting on him so he can’t move.

I have issues with this logic. As I said, he likes to be restrained. More than that, his needing to move because it hurts is not my problem. He created the need for the punishment in the first place. If I wanted him restrained, I would have restrained him. I think not moving is part of the punishment. Is it difficult to stay still when you know what’s coming? It sure is. Too bad! Don’t do the crime if you can’t do the time. But I know the next time he needs to be punished with swats I will be wondering if I should really restrain him. He has put doubt in my mind. Does that deserve punishment?

Simply put, Lion is not a fan.

After a week or so of daily orgasms and a little less than a week of daily tease and deny, I was not really sure if I was going to allow Lion to come. My first inclination was to ignore him for a night, but then I started licking him through the cage. In the midst of his moaning he said it would be much better without the cage. Yes. Yes, it would.

Even after I took off the cage I still planned to just tease him with my mouth. I love the way Lion feels in my mouth. I don’t think there’s a bigger sense of power for me than taking his flaccid penis in my mouth and bringing him to full erection. And after a few days of denial he was certainly at full erection. Believe it or not I was still not sure if I would let him come. I was having so much fun licking him and sucking him. I did bring him to the edge a few times. Each time I considered ending his misery.

When I finally decided I wanted the luscious dessert from my cream filled Lion I had an evil thought. Sure he could come. Usually as soon as he orgasms I stop sucking and licking. Not last night. If anything I increased my efforts. He wiggled and told me it hurt so I let go, but then I went right back at it, licking his sensitive head. I’d never done that before. It seemed like the perfect way to cap off a very productive orgasm. Well, at least I liked it.