Lion wasn’t up for play lat night. His arm hurt from PT. He was itchy. And he just hasn’t been in the mood. He has a theory about his allergies so we’re waiting to see if the fix helps. He was undecided about writing a post for this morning but ultimately he did. When he was done he came into the bedroom and complained about my being on the iPad all night.

As you know, I like my games. If we’re not playing or snuggling or holding hands, I’m probably going to be on my iPad. It’s not like I’m completely immersed. We were talking and watching TV. Generally, the only time I get upset at Lion for interrupting me when I’m on the iPad is when I’m reading something. Last night when he complained about my playing games he told me his post was done and if I could pry myself away I could read it. Then he asked if I was going to stop playing. At that point I was in the middle of reading his post and something on the TV had caught my attention. See? I can do more than one thing at a time.

Lion told me he was wobbly while we were brushing our teeth. Then he said he wanted me to see if I could get him excited. So at 11:45 pm, I was using the Magic Wand on him. The problem is that it was late and I think when Lion is wobbly, the mind is willing but the body may not be. I told him we could try today in the sling.

So this morning I decided to send him sexy messages in our emails to entice him to be horny for later. Mind over matter? Maybe. I know I can get Lion interested. I know I can make him come. He may not be happy about coming but too bad. I’m trying to jump start things here. He doesn’t like not being interested. I’m going to do whatever I can to get him interested. It is, after all, my job to keep him in line. I’ll use any weapon in my arsenal to do so.

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I’m not a happy camper.

Day 25 came and went. I wasn’t interested. Sex just isn’t interesting right now. I really didn’t expect to lose interest, especially since I was being edged daily. But, at day 23 I just didn’t care. I’m not sure how interesting my loss of libido is to anyone, especially me. I’m sure that it’s temporary. At least, I hope it is.

Part of the reason for it is most likely my allergies. They have been acting up, leaving me itchy and uncomfortable. When my body is unhappy, interest in sex quickly fades. Mrs. Lion has been working hard to remove dog fur and other potential allergens. Her efforts have helped but haven’t erased my discomfort. I’m not sleeping much due to the itching. No wonder I’m not particularly interested in getting off.

Enforced male chastity only works if the male wants the sex he is being prevented from having. The game simply won’t work if he doesn’t want to play. So, we aren’t playing. We talk, watch TV and follow our daily routines. Boring lions.

All this is my fault. Mrs. Lion is ready and willing to tease me and even give me a chance to ejaculate. I’m just not ready. This goes against all common knowledge about male sexuality. We’re supposed to be in continuous heat. The longer the time since the last orgasm, the more desperate we are supposed to get. That isn’t true of me.

For the first couple of weeks, I did get hornier and really wanted to come. After that, I simply enjoyed the edging and stopped worrying about ejaculating. Then, after three weeks, I stopped caring about any of it. Coincidentally, my allergies flared. It’s too easy to blame them for my loss of interest.

Mrs. Lion suggested that I’m just in one of my cycles of low libido. That’s possible as the reason. If it is, my interest will grow on its own.

I’m concerned that what’s happening to me is going to be difficult to overcome. Perhaps I’ll join the ranks of guys who mask loss of interest with bravado; bragging about how strong they are to not come in a long time. I’m not proud of the length of this wait. True, it is a way for Mrs. Lion to flex her power muscles. She wanted to do an experiment and her predicted outcome: my loss of interest happened. It doesn’t feel good to me. I don’t think she likes her experimental success either.

The next stated phase of this experiment is to revive my sexual interest. I don’t think she has a plan to do it. I hope she comes up with one. This latest phase makes me sad. Even if it is temporary, my loss of libido hurts. I was designed to be in heat. Right now I’m not. I don’t even have a chastity device locked on so that I pretend it is keeping me from sex. I am wild. I have no excuses. Well, I’m itchy. That feels pretty weak to me.

Today is the 26th day. I’m keeping track just because it is something to do. Now Mrs. Lion is wondering when I will come. It’s a fine mess we’ve gotten into.

Lion was too itchy and I was too achy to do much of anything last night. Tonight is the second weekly sling night. We’ll have to see how we feel later.

I don’t really like this time of year. It’s very rainy here and the holidays are creeping up on us. I’d be happy if we could fast forward to May or June. I’d also be happy if we could spend the next few months in Hawaii or someplace else warm. And while we’re at it, can we win the lottery too?

Barring that, I’ll get back to work now trying to get Lion interested in sex again; maybe once the dog is done shedding and he’s not so itchy. But when will that be? No, we’ll trying nightly to see if we can’t get something going. I don’t know if it’s just as simple as giving him an orgasm whether he wants it or not so things reset. First I have to get him interested. It’s my own fault. I decided to do this experiment.

I won’t say Lion’s next waits will be short but they definitely won’t be this long. We’ll go back to waiting anywhere from four days to a little over a week. That range seems to work best for us. For me at least. Lion might want a bit of a longer wait. We’ll come to a compromise I’m sure. We always do.

There’s been a lot of discussion about how long I should wait before my next ejaculation. Of course, only Mrs. Lion knows when that will be. My interest in ejaculating, or for that matter any sexual activity has varied widely over the last weeks. It’s clear that my level of horniness doesn’t increase in some mathematical way over the period of my wait.

I haven’t thought much about this before. Mrs. Lion has wondered what would happen to my interest in sex if orgasm is postponed for a long time. I realize that my current wait (25 days as of today) isn’t that long to some guys. That’s not the point. Mrs. Lion wanted to know what would happen to my interest in ejaculating as I waited for my turn. We both paid close attention to my state of interest. The results surprise me.

It seems that my interest in sex during this wait, varied with no clear relationship to timing. Mrs. Lion edges me almost every day. She gets me erect and then brings me to the edge of orgasm over and over. Sometimes, when she started trying to get me hard, I didn’t feel turned on at all. Being male, after some “encouragement” I became erect. Then, after a while, I felt ready to ejaculate. Of course, Mrs. Lion stopped before I could.

The only constant is that she can get me hard and to the edge regardless of my expressed disinterest in sexual activity. That doesn’t make a lot of sense. Shouldn’t my disinterest prevent me from getting hard? It has in the past. Of course, in the past this disinterest was within a few days of an orgasm. It might be considered an extended refractory period.

In this case, I’m far from my past ejaculation. Maybe that’s the reason for my reserved attitude toward sex. I know that the best I am likely to do is be led temptingly close to ejaculation and then left high and dry. That is. after all. the game we are playing. It’s what we want. That means my apparent disinterest isn’t emotional. I’m a willing accomplice, after all. It must be coming from a deeper, subconscious part of me.

This isn’t a serious issue since we know that I can be aroused. I think it can be a problem when I finally get the chance to ejaculate. This deep, subconscious force can prevent me from enjoying orgasm when it finally arrives. I think that’s happened in the past. Apparently, I need to expect to finally come in order for me to experience the full pleasure of orgasm.

All guys have ejaculations with varying degrees of enjoyment. Yes, we like them all. In my case, some are much better than others. At the bottom of the scale are orgasms that almost hurt. I just want them to finish. This happens most often when it’s been some time since my last one. My emotional arousal wasn’t nearly as high as my physical readiness to come.

I try to help Mrs. Lion succeed in edging me. I want to give her notice of my impending entry to the point-of-no-return emission phase of male orgasm. Once I enter that phase, if she stops stimulating me, I will have a ruined orgasm. I guess I am trained to provide adequate pre-emission warning. So, when she intentionally goes past that point and makes me ejaculate, perhaps I am subconsciously unhappy I failed. Or, that might not be it at all. I don’t know.

Would it help if there were some sort of signal that she wants me to ejaculate? Would that warning change the way it feels when I come? If Mrs. Lion starts to talk to me the way she would to a dog when encouraging him to fetch, would that tell my  subconscious to allow me to let go? Should she say, “Come on Lion, come for me boy…come, come.”

That might be funny, even appeal to my interest in humiliation, but I don’t know if it would enhance my orgasm.  Since encouraging me, only to edge me, is already what she does, verbal or physical cues to signal actual ejaculation would spoil some of our fun. I don’t want that. The simple fact is that my orgasm after a long wait isn’t Christmas morning. It doesn’t have to be fireworks and symphonies. It doesn’t even have to feel good at all. It’s just another ejaculation. Others will feel better. It’s nothing for either of us to worry about.