Sometimes It’s Hard Getting/Staying Hard
I realize that I am incredibly lucky. My real-life sexual activities are very much like the stuff you read in F/m fantasy stories. This has been going on for more than thirty years. Mrs. Lion has been providing the fun for twenty of them. We’ve been writing about our sexual adventures for the last decade, and you can read about them here in almost 6,000 posts. I’m always surprised at how few comments we get. We have our own web statistics software, so we know how many people visit and how many pages they read. Our blog is popular, but our readers remain silent.
If you’ve been following our recent posts, you know that I’ve been horny without any relief. That changed a little on Sunday night. Mrs. Lion brought out the Edex. The injection was very painful. I almost never feel the shots in my penis. There aren’t many nerve endings in the shaft. This time, I hit one, and boy-howdy did it hurt! I worried that I wouldn’t get hard, but with the help of Mrs. Lion’s hand, I did.
She decided to edge me, and got me close a couple of times. Then, my erection disappeared. That shouldn’t have happened. Edex usually keeps me hard for at least an hour, even after I come. The shot didn’t go into the right place. Our session ended with me being edged twice without release. I was soft. Mrs. Lion tried mouth-to-cock resuscitation, but it didn’t work. She promised a Monday night session with an orgasm for me.
I’m not complaining. The edging was fun. An orgasm would be even more fun, of course. I guess that I’m getting spoiled. Ever since we started using injections to get me hard, Mrs. .Lion has given me an orgasm with each shot. The Edex is expensive, so maybe she feels we should get our money’s worth. I’ve been worrying that the Edex isn’t working as well as it should. I’m giving myself .75 ml shots. I can raise the dose to 100. After that, I would have to switch to another drug, probably Trimix. We have to drive about fifty miles to pick up a Trimix prescription. Unlike Edex, it requires refrigeration and expires in just three months.
I’ve also wondered if my ED is nature’s way of telling me that I am done with sex. Nope, I still get horny. When we try again tonight, I’ll stay with the .75 ml dose. If it doesn’t work well, I’ll have to go to the max. What a guy has to do to get hard!
Don’t Edge the Lion
In an earlier post, Lion said it might be fun to be edged again. I guess with Edex he was fairly confident he could maintain his erection even through the starting and stopping of edging. It seems like a sound theory, so I decided to try it.
To be fair, we got the injection in the wrong spot. He said it hurt going in and that usually doesn’t happen. Normally, he springs to life like a diving board and that didn’t happen. He did get hard and stay hard, but we could tell something was off.
The first time I edged him, I don’t think he was very close. I kept going u til I was sure he was close and I stopped again. There was a tiny drop of precum. That’s a good sign, right? Not this time. My weenie was deflating. I tried for a while and it looked like he might be getting closer, but no luck. Lion suggested a blow job. I was game.
Even my magic mouth ministrations couldn’t revive him. I think he might have been able to get there if I hadn’t needed to stop. I was very achy all day, and my shoulders gave out.
We’re going to try again today. I’m not sure if I’ll edge him again or just go in for the kill. I know he’s horny. I had a theory that edging him might produce some cream filling. It hadn’t worked in the past, but I figured I’d try. Worst case, it doesn’t work again. Actually, the worst case is I edge him and can’t get him back. Of course, that means trying again tomorrow. How many days in a row can he inject Edex? I’d rather not have to find out. [Lion — Three days in a row is the limit. Then, we have to wait four days.]
By the way, Lion informed me of many local places, wax men. I’m sure there are. But then I’d have to take him there and wait. I might as well do it myself. Is that his sneaky way of getting me to wax him? Well, it worked. I’ll pull out the waxing cart and set it up. When will I do it? There’s a little matter of an orgasm to take care of, and then I can wax him the next day.
Why Do I Shop For More Ways For Mrs. Lion To Spank Me?
One of the odder things about domestic discipline and spanking, in general, is that the spankee (me, for example) tends to do most of the purchasing of things to be used to beat him (or her). Mrs. Lion, and most other spankers, are far less interested in what they use to bruise our butts. All she wants is something that will efficiently make me yelp and make it painful to sit for a couple of days after she spanks me. We have a very large collection of high quality paddles and straps. Many of them were bought for me by women I spanked in the past. I bought a good number to use on me.
Lately, I’ve been shopping again. It isn’t that Mrs. Lion actually needs anything new. I think we need to improve our leather collection. I don’t have any particular spanking fetishes. Hairbrushes and slippers do nothing for me. My search for leather is based on a more practical matter: I don’t tend to bleed when beaten with leather. Wood invariably causes blood to flow. I’m not being cut. I think that the unyielding wood tends to create blisters and swelling that leak a bit of blood. It isn’t dangerous, just messy.
Leather, on the other hand, molds itself to my skin and distributes the force more evenly over my skin. I still swell and get leathery, but I am much less likely to bleed. This is both good and bad. So far, the leather paddles she’s used make me yelp but don’t provide any lasting pain. I should be happy about that. I’m not. Like every other spanko, I want her to be able to deliver the full effect every time. (Stupid lion!)
That’s why I bought the 6-Whips leather paddle (“Review: 6Whips 14-Inch Leather Paddle“). Unfortunately, it isn’t heavy enough to make the deeper impression needed for that three-day pain. So, my hunt continues. Of course, Mrs. Lion has a simple solution: a hybrid spanking. She can do most of the spanking with leather and then perform the coup de gras with wood. Voila! Problem solved. [Mrs. Lion — This is not news to me. I was doing a combination of wood and or leather and or rubber before we moved. I’ve done more leather lately, but in the recent past I have used primarily leather and switched to wood for the money shots.]
I’m sure that I will hate this if Mrs. Lion accepts my idea. I always hate improvements in her spanking efficiency. That’s the irony she likes to point out. Like most people who want to be spanked, when I’m not strapped to the spanking bench, I find thinking about spanking arousing. I’m smart enough to know that I will regret improving the quality of the beatings I get, but I can’t help myself. When I am sitting safely in my office, I want to provide Mrs. Lion with the best possible tools to make sitting uncomfortable for days. When I am strapped to the spanking bench, I’m sorry for the offense that brought me there and even more sorry that I provided the ability to hurt me more efficiently.
Well, right now, I am comfortably sitting in my chair and feeling mildly aroused as I consider meaner leather paddles. A commentor suggested London Tanners. It’s a European outfit with very nice-looking leather implements. They are expensive. One that I was looking at (DD Straap) costs $150 (shipping included). That’s not out of line for a quality spanking implement, but I wouldn’t order it without Mrs. Lion’s approval. It might be a very painful addition to our small leather collection. It’s made of hand-tanned English harness leather. Yup, that would be a purchase I would regret for years.
Sweaty in Tacoma
According to our Alexa, it’s going up to 77 today. I like the warmer weather but that seems a bit excessive all at once. If I scramble to set up the air conditioners, it will be in the 50s and raining by tomorrow. Actually, I think that is the forecast. I found the window fans, so I think we can last a day with just those. I think the same is true of the magnetic screen door I got for the dog. It will be fine for today, but then unnecessary for a few more months.
We did a run this morning to get rid of our excess cardboard. For the most part, it will fit in our recycle can, but sometimes we have a lot, and we’ll need to load it up and drop it off. Luckily, it’s not a long drive. It’s also not out of our way like it was at the old house.
Lion was talking about moving again. He doesn’t like the area. I wonder why I’m busying myself unpacking if I’ll just have to start packing all over again. I don’t necessarily like this house, but I don’t mind the area. He also doesn’t like the management company. We know they’ll likely raise the rent in a year. I guess I’m unpacking but not getting too comfortable.
I did manage to clear a path through the middle of the living room the other day. I got rid of some cardboard and moved some of the moving boxes into the garage. There’s more to do, but I gained a little bit of wiggle room and now I can unpack more boxes, which creates more cardboard and more empty moving boxes. Vicious cycle. However, I’m that much closer to being able to use the living room.
Lion has been hinting (strongly) that he’s horny. Nope. He’s outright said he’s horny. Hint. HINT. And, of course, he’s furry. When, oh when, can I wax him. I guess it would be different if he was trying to make himself pretty for me, but I have nothing to do with it. Aside from the occasional tickled nose, I couldn’t care less how furry he is. It’s not like he smells. I don’t wind up with errant pubic hairs in my mouth. It is strictly a Lion-likes-to-feel-pretty thing. I uncovered the cart for the wax melters. I’m just not in a real hurry to wax him. If I have to choose between waxing and all the other things that need to be done around here, I choose all the other things. I will, however, take time to solve his horniness issue.
