As Mrs. Lion wrote in her Sunday post, she promised to tease me and maybe let me come. True to her word she unlocked me and after smacking my balls for a while, she teased me. After I was more than ready, she asked me if I were horny. I agreed that I most certainly was. She got some silicone lube and applied a liberal amount to my penis and proceeded to masturbate me. I was just about to come and she stopped; unfortunately, she didn’t stop soon enough. I could feel that crashing ruined orgasm feeling, and sure enough, a dribble of semen emerged.
“Phooey! That wasn’t what I wanted,”
she said as she milked me to reveal more fluid. She went on to say that she was going to offer me a choice. She wouldn’t say what I was going to choose. All she would say was that she would save the question for another time when I was very horny. I allowed that could be tomorrow. Ruined orgasms aren’t very helpful in curing desire. Neither of us wanted this to happen.
When I was getting close, I tried to delay coming. I avoided letting my kegel muscle clinch. I thought that would help. It didn’t. I’m still clueless about how to avoid an imminent orgasm. Being able to hold off is a skill I certainly could have used last night. I suspect that Mrs. Lion doesn’t want me to learn that skill. She might change her mind when she gains more interest in orgasms I can give her.
Speaking of which, I have been reading in her posts about her most recent thought that since she spends so much time planning my sexual activity that I should be spontaneously providing her with orgasms. I admit this never occurred to me. Thinking about it gives me the same feeling in the pit of my stomach I got when she let me know that the reason we didn’t have good sex was because I wasn’t initiating.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I have to work out how I can provide her with the sexual attention she needs. It’s not that I don’t want her. I do, more than anything. The most recent time she came was when she asked me if I would like to lick her. I leaped at the chance. It may be that we don’t have the signals we need to subtly, but unmistakenly, understand it’s time for me to provide sexual attention.
There must be a middle ground between silence, and “Do you want to lick me?” This is an area we need to fix. Mrs. Lion has learned to be a great keyholder. I need to learn how to know when to begin pleasing her.
Last night Lion told me he was horny. All I said was, “Really?” Then he pouted that I laughed at him for being horny. I said the calendar still showed December 5th. There’s nothing I could do. He said I could do something if I wanted to. That is true. If I wanted to. Instead, I rubbed his balls and all around the cage, listening to him purring.
Lion then said he has coupons he can use. Yes, he does. I know he’s conflicted about using them. And I’ve said I wouldn’t have given them to him if I didn’t want him to use them. Maybe he’s just waiting me out figuring eventually I will give him a bonus orgasm. Always a possibility. In fact, in the middle of the night I was thinking I might give him one tonight. But that was then. Now I’m not so sure.
He will not knowingly to try sway me. Sure, he grumbles and sighs. And hints. And sometimes whines. This does not usually have any effect. Well, that’s not true. It amuses me. So what does sway me?
There is not just one thing that does it. Sometimes it’s him bucking into my hand. Sometimes it’s the noises he makes. Sometimes I just need to taste him. It definitely is my decision. So will he get to come tonight? I’ll decide that while I’m playing with him.
Even though I came on the 26th, I am as horny as I was on the 25th. This is in no small part due to Mrs. Lion’s tease and deny Friday night. As she wrote in her post Friday, Mrs. Lion had planned a thorough spanking followed by some serious teasing. True to her word, she brought some spanking implements into the bedroom. Since I must always be naked at home, there is never the wasted time of having me undress first. It was a bit chilly so my balls were tight pushing against the base ring on my cage. She unlocked me and I removed the base ring. Then, she had me roll over on my stomach for my spanking. She did a great job. But she sensed I wasn’t really into it. She asked me if that was the case. I admitted it was.
My interest in spanking was low on Friday night because about an hour before we played, I slipped and fell, banging my chin against the arm of a char. It was pretty sore and a bit of a mood killer. But as I learned soon enough, not that much of a mood killer, after all. After the spanking, she had me roll onto my back and began masturbating me. It took quite a while to get me really excited. At least it felt that way to me. Mrs. Lion is not a quitter, so persistence and her very impressive jerk-off skill got me going and wanting to come. She edged me over and over. At one point she asked if I had enough. I thought I had and told her. However, after a few minutes of snuggling I was very ready again and she obliged. This time, no matter how many times she edged me, I was ready for more. She stopped with me wanting her to go on and on. It was amazing! The fact that I wasn’t in the mood didn’t stop Mrs. Lion this time. I’m very glad. After all, she’s in charge.
That reminds me; we got a comment the other day asking why Mrs. Lion uses fixed orgasm dates. She said it was because I want them. She was also asked why I get punished for not writing an email every day before noon. Her answer again, because I want discipline and she thought that was a good opportunity. That, I’m sure, started wheels turning in the minds of some of our readers. After all, if she’s in charge, why do I get to decide whether I get a fixed orgasm date or just have to wait until Mrs. Lion is in the mood to let me come. That’s a fair question. The fact is that I don’t get to decide, but Mrs. Lion heard me out on the subject and decided, at least for now, to go with fixed dates.
There are several reasons, I explained. The first is that a fixed date gives me something to focus on and anticipate. That makes the tease and deny all that more difficult because I know that no matter how desperate she makes me, she won’t let me come until the scheduled date. The second reason is that if I have a fixed date, she can add time if I am naughty or give me some time off if she wants as well. As I learned last month, having my time extended really hurts. It is an effective punishment. It’s probably the only punishment she has used where there is no secret pleasure in getting it. That date becomes a most effective tool.
If you think about it, a fixed date is no loss of power for Mrs. Lion. She can give me an orgasm any time she wants. She can also extend my wait on a whim. So she still has total control of my orgasms. For me, however, the effect of that date is very powerful. Last night as she was teasing me, I thought about the next date and just wished it were December 5 right then. There is a much more powerful effect on me knowing that my fate is sealed and while she can get me off any time, chances are really good that she will wait. Oh how I wish she would give me an orgasm! I’ve been incredibly horny since she teased me Friday night.
A poor, horny lion can hope, can’t he?
Lion is a horny beast. I am not so much. He feels guilty that he gets all the sex. I feel guilty that I don’t give him enough.
It’s true that my sex drive has been stuck in neutral for a long time. At one point Lion tried every night to turn me on. It caused tension because I was never ready. More recently I said I should have an orgasm at least once a week in an attempt to jumpstart my libido. I let that fall by the wayside too. A few weeks ag I told Lion he could lick me. He said he’d love to do it more often. I told him he could do it whenever he wanted. It was my way to encourage him to initiate again. However, I did not make that clear.
We are still stuck with my not wanting to ask for sex and his not wanting to initiate. Granted, his previous attempts at initiating were met with rejection, so I understand why he is gun shy. I spend so much time planning for his pleasure that I don’t feel I should have to ask for my own. Impasse. We definitely need to communicate better.
I want to stress the fact that I am not horny. Lion has nothing to feel guilty about. It’s not like I am tree-humping horny and he is ignoring me. I know if I even give a hint that I am horny he will be on me in a second. I am only speculating that more attempts at sex would start my engine. There’s no guarantee.
Lion is not guilty.