A couple of days ago, I ran across a forum thread that I have to admit puzzled me. The poster complained that he had to give up chastity because it took up too much of his time. Quite a few others replied and agreed that enforced chastity took up so much time that they couldn’t get to things that needed to be done. Two things about that surprised me:
First, the poster said that he gave up chastity. There was no mention of a keyholder. He just “gave up”. I guess to him it was like giving up eating graham crackers. You just do it. I can’t give up chastity unilaterally. There is the cage locked on my cock. There is also Mrs. Lion who holds the key. Nothing about enforced chastity is casual to us anymore. It is part of our lives and can’t just go away because one of us is tired of it.
The second statement was more confusing to me. He claimed that chastity took up too much of his time. What was he doing? Actually, I’m pretty sure of what he was doing. He most likely, had no keyholder and put in hours and hours of porn, chastity fantasies, and attempting to masturbate through his device.
Enforced chastity doesn’t take up much of my time at all. Yes, it takes a bit longer to pee. At home I need to sit to avoid spraying unpredictably. At work it takes a bit more time at the urinal since I have to take balls and cock out to pee and then wait for the last drip. Teasing may add a bit of time to our schedules. Mrs. Lion spends 15 minutes or so on that every other day. My point is that if enforced chastity is really part of your life, it doesn’t add any time or take any attention away from other things. It’s just there.
After all these months, I am hardly aware I am locked up. By that I mean that I don’t physically feel the cage most of the time. Once in a while there is a little pinch. A quick adjustment fixes that. Mentally, I am much more aware. When I think about sex, the cage pops into the forefront of my thoughts. When I get very horny, I remember why I can’t do anything about it. I like that feeling.
Men who try to do this solo seem to get obsessed with the hardware, fantasies, and how to pretend that someone else controls their orgasms. I suspect that one of the hazards of solo chastity is all the time it takes doing those things. I am sympathetic to how they feel. I had enforced chastity fantasies for years before actually deciding to come out of the chastity closet. Now that I am out, I am a very happy, if sometimes-frustrated lion.
As you’ve read, both Lion and I have orgasms calendars now. Glaring at us from the tv stand. Right at the foot of the bed. And mine is neon green.
Lion may look at his calendar and wish for the date to hurry and get here already. He’s horny. He needs relief. Why can’t it be O day yet? I’m more likely to let my day slip by. Since it’s the first time we’ve scheduled my orgasm I’m not sure how we’ll go about it. I mean, will I announce it’s time or will Lion just scoot over and start? We haven’t discussed it. If it’s up to me to initiate then I see no difference between having a date and not having a date. All along I could have told him to give me one. And I haven’t.
Why would a scheduled date be any different as far as Lion initiating is concerned? The only reason I can come up with is that I should be more receptive to his advances on that day. Theoretically I should not be able to tell him I have a headache or the laundry needs to be folded. I should be ready and willing. Theoretically. But how often do things go according to plan. I doubt I’ll suddenly be all tree-humping horny tomorrow. All I can do is be as open-minded as possible. I know that Lion can give me wonderful orgasms. I’m not anti-orgasm. I just don’t care if I have one or not.
In a comment the other day, a reader asked if I don’t miss having a long hard fuck. I don’t. The idea was that Lion waits so long to have an orgasm that he surely must ejaculate quickly when given the chance. Lion may think he waits a long time. He may be immensely horny, but the longest he’s really waited is about a week. Generally I give him a bonus orgasm because I want to. And when he does come, it takes the same amount of time it always took him. Overly horny or not. Besides, if I wanted a long hard fuck I can ask for one. If Lion can’t physically give it to me he could use one of our many dildos.
So here I am heading into tomorrow, a little nervous about the way things will happen. Why nervous? There’s a neon green calendar glaring at me, telling me it’s time for an orgasm.
Thursday night Mrs. Lion gave me a surprise, bonus orgasm. It was too late, and I was too sleepy and content, to include mention in Friday’s post. It had been only four days since my last orgasm, but I was amazingly horny. She did her edging and teasing and then we snuggled. Suddenly, she asked if I would like to come. I hesitated, wondering if this was some sort of tease. But honesty ruled and I said, “Yes!” No one is going to accuse this lion of missing an opportunity.
“Are you sure?”
“Are you kidding?”
“Oh boy, I sure do!”
With that she went to work giving me amazing oral release. It was mind blowing.
While basking in the afterglow, I thought about how some men feel badly after they come. Nope, I thought to myself, that’s not me. I feel great. I slept well, only waking once to pee and then right back to sleep, and woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. No siree, no downside to a nice orgasm for me. I love surprises.
Each time Mrs. Lion treats me to such an amazing experience, I wonder why I want to be made to wait. That thought quickly passes when I realize that the only reason I am having such an amazing orgasm is that I had to wait until I was tree-humping horny. Ironic, no? Mrs. Lion has really gotten things right!
A few days ago, Mrs. Lion wrote that she would schedule her orgasms the same way she schedules mine. She indicated her next date would be this Sunday. Oh boy! (lots of exclamation points) This is turning into a banner week and weekend in the lion den. I am so glad that Mrs. Lion is going have an orgasm. She has so many less than I. I’m hoping that will change and she will become horny again.
Even if she doesn’t, that’s fine. Most important to me is making her happy. In the beginning she felt pressure to let me make her come even if she wasn’t really interested. She felt she had to come to make me happy. There is still a big component of that in her current request. She has said that she isn’t really horny at all. She also said that she knows how much she loves making me come and she can understand that I would love to do that for her.
So in the interest of compromise and the hope that we will get her motor running again, Mrs. Lion is scheduling orgasms for herself. We both understand that if she isn’t feeling up to par or truly isn’t in the mood, she will change that date. That’s exactly the deal that I have. If I am under the weather, stressed, or otherwise not interested in sex, Mrs. Lion will hold off my orgasm until I feel better. This is much easier on me than the deal many keyholders offer: if the male doesn’t want to come, he has to wait until the next scheduled date. I like our arrangement much better.
I know I was just supposed to edge Lion twice last night. Well, I did do that. But then he had such a wonderful erection. I love the way his skin feels. Softness on top of the hardness underneath. And after I edged him once I started licking him and he was bucking into my mouth. We stopped just in time. I knew he was horny, but when he’s really horny he has a tendency to buck into me.
As I was snuggling him afterwards I was still admiring his cock. It was very hard. Maybe not as hard as I’ve ever seen it, but still very nice. And I wanted to keep playing with it. So I got between his legs and gave him some oral attention. When I asked if he wanted to come he gave me a quizzical look. I asked again and he said of course he wanted to come. I knew it was a silly question. Did I want to make him come? I sure did. One of my favorite things is to make Lion come whether it’s a scheduled time or not. I’m not sure if it’s more of a bonus for me or for him.
I still wanted to play a bit so I made him wait a few minutes. Apparently I let the juices build up just right. I got a mouthful of wonderful come. Sometimes it’s a good thing to play with your food. I love the way he tastes. I don’t know why some women refuse to give blow jobs. Oh well. To each his own. I will continue to give my Lion oral pleasure because it make me happy too.
Lion still has five days until his scheduled orgasm. Just enough time to get him really horny again. Perfect timing!