Wednesday night was very eventful. Mrs. Lion decided to give me a fun spanking. This, as opposed to punishment, is given starting with light swats and slowly progresses to very hard spanks. Why is this fun? Well, when the buildup is done at the right speed, my brain has time to produce endorphins which effectively change what should be painful, into a pleasurable sensation. Mrs. Lion commented on how still I remained even when she was hitting very hard with the dreaded wooden spoon. I was still because it felt good. I found myself slipping into that sleepy pleasant state of an endorphin high. Very well done Mrs. Lion!

After the spanking I turned over and Mrs. Lion removed my cage. I took the base ring off. She then teased me to the edge three (I think) times. This was interspersed with rubbing my balls. I loved it! I wanted to come so badly! Mrs. Lion has amazing hands. She plays me like a violin. She knows exactly what will arouse me the most. When she finished, I asked,

“Any chance I can come tonight?”

“No, you have another 12 days.”

“What if I used my orgasm coupon?”

“You can do that, but then the clock will start again and it will be 21 days.”


Mrs. Lion says “no” in the nicest possible way, but it is still no. Since last night I am tree-humping horny. I can’t believe I have another twelve days to endure this. Mrs. Lion was convinced I had waited 21 days before. I was sure I haven’t even come close. So, she opened the old page here, Lion’s Adventures. I started this page so that I could track my orgasms and other play. I stopped keeping track in July. It seemed so egotistical and uninteresting to anyone but me. However, in this case it turned out to be useful.

Mrs. Lion poured over the page for a while and then finally announced that my previous record was twelve days, not counting the fourteen day wait that ended recently. That wait was supposed to be twelve days but I got food poisoning and had no interest in sex for two days. So, this is the longest I have had to wait for an orgasm.I am sure it is not only a chastity record for me, but also a lifetime one as well.

This brings me to a key question that I have been asking myself: What is the goal in terms of sex of my being caged? When we started I had a vague sense that I would be forced to remain in a horny state for a while and then given release. I had chatted with others who were also just starting and in most cases, they had a specific goal in mind. One keyholder decided that her male should have no more than twelve orgasms a year. At the time I was appalled. What a bleak sexual landscape that painted! She, like many others, also determined that he should be trained to not orgasm without permission. That way she could have the services of his penis without changing her planned schedule.

It turns out that this is a fairly common practice. It seems very difficult to me. I have no idea if I can control myself that way. I guess I am not sexually housebroken. I know how the training is done, but I have never experienced it. Since Mrs. Lion has a rather inactive libido, she hasn’t had an incentive to house train me. I use the term “housebroken” rather than “tame”. A sexually unhousebroken male will release semen without permission, just as a puppy piddles on the floor. I think it is an apt comparison.

There is little point in housebreaking me if she has no particular use for my penis when I am not supposed to come. In the past when she has ridden me, she didn’t care if I came. Of course I did and then cleaned her up and gave her oral orgasms. No harm, no foul.

Mrs. Lion has slowly been taking the reins and has been exerting more and more sexual control. This latest 21 day wait is 100% her idea. I hate it. I think I am sexually spoiled. I am really used to getting my own way. This wait is a first step for me to learn that things don’t have to go my way. If I had my way, the longest wait would be two weeks. That’s long enough for me to get desperate, but not so long that I have a hard time dealing with it. As we approach week three, I am having a hard time. I want release!

I know that I asked Mrs. Lion not to give in. On one level I understand that forcing me to go into territory where I start to feel that I have joined the <12 orgasm-a-year club will start teaching me that I no longer control or can manipulate things to my satisfaction. Let me make it clear that I truly can’t learn to like the idea that I will have so few opportunities to come. It doesn’t feel like a challenge to me. It just feels sad. Is that a reason for Mrs. Lion to relent and let me come sooner? Absolutely not. Maybe it is time that I get housebroken and learn that I no longer control my sexual pleasure.

There are signs that I am becoming tame. When Mrs. Lion takes out a paddle to punish me for an infraction, I immediately present my bottom without prompting. I don’t argue when she says I broke a rule. And, I haven’t complained (much) about having to wait so  long. I guess that means that as Mrs. Lion grows as my keyholder, I am learning to be a more obedient caged male.

liontracker graph
This is the current activities graph from the LionTracker. This tool tracks all activities with Lion.

Computer guru that he is, Lion made a LionTracker so we can keep track of everything we do. I view it as more homework for me to do, but it may come in handy at some point. It certainly could have solved our confusion last night. I was sure Lion had waited twenty-one days back in June. He said he hadn’t. A check back through our posts showed it was twelve days. Oh well. Same number, just backwards.

On the Lion Tracker, he thought of everything. But this morning I had to laugh at him. He has a section with little check boxes that says “Everything went according to plan”. That’s funny to me. He thinks I have a plan? I almost never know what I’m going to do. Even last night I didn’t know until the last minute that I was going to spank him. And then I had no idea how long or hard I would do it. I just figured it had been a while since he’s had a non-punishment spanking session. I know he loves it.

I can now keep track of when he had an orgasm, how he had an orgasm, if it was intended, etc. I can track his punishments and rewards. I can say if the punishment was successful (although I’m not sure I’d know unless he either does or does not do it again). About the only thing I can’t track is how he feels about each thing. Maybe Lion needs his own category on the LionTracker.

He was having trouble with the actual report for it, but he says he now has it figured out. I haven’t looked at it, but I may have a graph that displays his progress. My progress. Our progress. Something a little more medicinal than our posts here. Just the facts, ma’am.

Now that I have been caged for nine months, I thought it might be useful to take stock of progress to date. Yesterday I wrote about ruined orgasms, daily living, and sex. Today, I will explore kinks. Like many caged males things are more complicated than just locking my penis up in a chastity device. I have a range of kinks that also need to be fed. Mrs. Lion has been kind enough to indulge these needs.

I suspect that I share this kink with many caged males. The chastity device is a full-time penis bondage device. It effectively removes my ability to get off, alone or with a partner, as well as get a full erection. I’m in this steel cage 24/7, only let out for supervised activities and occasionally a break. In the last nine months, I have been out of my cage less than 7 days in total; roughly a day a month: 4% of the time. I think this is probably too much, but still not a big break.

It’s no secret that I also like to be tied down. Mrs. Lion gave me a set of bed restraints to use in our RV for Valentine’s day. We already have restraints and permanent attachment points in our home bed. We also have a sling in our playroom. We don’t get to use these toys very often. It’s too bad. Recently, Mrs. Lion has expressed an increased interest in more severe spankings (see Discipline below) and in using Icy Hot on my balls. It is a very good idea to restrain me for such intense sensation play. Once again, our enforced chastity adventure has reawakened these activities. While not frequent,before my lockup, they had virtually disappeared in the last decade.

Sensation Play
I have always liked some pain in the context of play. I particularly like spanking and cock and ball “torture” (CBT). In the context of play, pain, if applied gradually, will trigger endorphins in the brain and produce a pleasurable “high”. This high is exactly the same one that runners and exercise fanatics get. It’s the brain’s way of handling physical stress. If the sensation buildup is slow and matches my brain’s endorphin response, what appears to be cruel and painful is actually pleasurable. Since I have been caged, Mrs. Lion has been doing a lot more of this with me. I love it!

One of my strongest kinks is the desire to be controlled. I don’t mean that I want Mrs. Lion to run my life. Oh no! I am an A-type person who is used to being in charge. In fact, I am very much the dominant partner in our marriage. But I also have this deep need to surrender. This isn’t unusual. Many powerful people want to be sexually dominated. I think it is Ying/Yang where the dominant side of me needs to be balanced by surrender.

Enforced male chastity is certainly sexual surrender. Mrs. Lion, by virtue of the cage as well as my surrender, has absolute control of my sexual pleasure; not only orgasms, but even arousal. I can’t arouse myself in my cage. I love this. I have also asked her to take charge of some behavioral things that are not directly sexual. In a recent post, I wrote about the maternal nature of our chastity adventure. Mrs. Lion has been much more active in providing this non-sexual control since my lockup.

This is a longstanding kink of mine that Mrs. Lion has always found difficult. It is a direct offshoot of my desire for sexual and behavioral control. After all, if I want Mrs. Lion to make rules, she has to have a way to reinforce them and assure my compliance. Since my lockup, Mrs. Lion has dipped her toe into this difficult area. So far, my rules are simple and reasonable. For example, I earn punishment if I drop food, interrupt her, or eat before she begins. All are good manners. The problem for me is that I want to be a good boy and follow her rules. So, as a result, I get disciplined mildly and rarely.

Recently we have had conversations about punishments. One that I would love to hate experiencing is extending my wait by a significant amount of time. So far, we have no infractions that lead Mrs. Lion to doing this. I see it as a kind of sexual “time out”. More importantly, it is something I truly don’t want. You don’t see that in my list of sensation play that I like. She also came up with another that I truly hate: making me stay caged without any attention from her for a time. Our current norm is that Mrs. Lion does something sexual, if not orgasmic, with me at least every other day. Making me go for days (or weeks?) without any play or stimulation is very severe to me.

But then again, punishment isn’t supposed to be fun. Spanking, when I am getting it, can be horrible to me. However, both before and after, I find it exciting to think about. This is not true of extending my wait time, or worse, leaving me caged with no stimulation. I do not have the slightest interest in experiencing those punishments. Well, to be honest, maybe experiencing them once to see how they feel. But I know I want to avoid them at all costs.

Nine month summary
These first months have indeed been a gestation period for us. We have both grown as a result of this experience. Mrs. Lion has achieved a measure of comfort with her role as keyholder. She is acting much more independently and appears to be coming to terms with the complexities of owning a lion. She is a wonderful friend, lover, wife, and keyholder. She means the world to me.

I am experiencing something that I have wanted for a very long time. I am learning how it feels to really give up control. I still have more sexual control than I would like, but I can feel my grip on my sex life slipping and Mrs. Lion’s tightening. The most important thing I have learned is that enforced chastity is a process. You don’t just lock up your cock and you’re done. Both Mrs.Lion and I have been continuously making changes. These changes have, for the most part, been very positive Our communication has improved, we are much more sexual with each other, and we interact more on all levels.

Nine months ago I wouldn’t have believed that locking up my penis would have a profound effect on our lives. But it did. From my perspective, I don’t want this to end. At this moment, I can’t see ever living uncaged again.

Funny that Mrs. Lion should write about my at home nudity. In her post she talked about my self-imposed at-home nudity rule. She’s absolutely right that I suggested that rule years before she became Mrs. Lion. At the time, Miss. Lioness didn’t agree to enforce it. I was feeling the need for some domestic rules, so I followed it anyway. I have been doing so for the last decade or so. Mrs. Lion has never disciplined me if I remained dressed at home. I’ve noted that with some sadness.

But something else happened after I began undressing when I arrived home. Mrs. Lion started doing that too. Except times when she is cold or plans to go out she undresses as soon as she gets home. During her period, she only strips down to her panties. No one, not even herself, made a rule that she needs to be naked at home. Yet she is.

This surprised me when she started and still makes me wonder why she does it. Unfortunately, her at-home nudity has a negative effect on me. I love seeing her naked body. It’s not that. It’s just that I am truly turned on by CFNM (Clothed Female, Naked Male). On those occasions when Mrs. Lion happens to be dressed when she has played with me, I get extra turned on. The fantasy behind my being nude at home was that she would be dressed; CFNM heaven.

I have no idea why she started getting naked. I have always assumed she was just copying me. That may not be it at all. I never asked. If she wants to be bare, then she certainly should be. It’s ironic that I am turned on by her not being naked when I am bare and feeling submissive. My original thinking about being naked at home was to remain fully accessible to Mrs. Lion at all times. When chilly I put on a t-shirt but keep my bottom bare in case she wishes to spank it. That’s been my thinking.

Those times when she is dressed and she masturbates or teases me, I find it very hot. In fairness to her, I’ve never mentioned it. She’s never talked to me about my naked “rule”.  Like many things, I read it first here in the Journal. Since she brought the subject up, I figured that I might as well come clean with my feelings too. I would like her to enforce the rule. I would like to need permission to wear clothes at any time when I am home, and naturally, punishment for being dressed when I shouldn’t be would be perfect.

Well, now you know Mrs. Lion. All is revealed. Well, all is generally revealed when we are home together. Another lion kink exposed!