I discovered last night, on my way home, that I’ve been getting frazzled lately with Lion for a very simple reason. The other night I walked in the door with two issues. One of them seemed like an easy fix. The other may not have been. When I told Lion my issues, he launched into a list of things I needed to do about them. Rather than let me vent about the problems, he was trying to solve them. Well, I already had a solution. I was just annoyed that the problems happened to begin with and can’t he just shut up and let me vent? It’s the whole Mars/Venus thing.

He couldn’t understand why I was so upset with him for trying to help. I didn’t either at the time. I suppose the simple solution should have been to shut him up with the kitchen paddle that was hanging a few feet away. Unfortunately, I don’t think that way. I don’t equate this type of argument with punishment. I think Lion wants me to.

I have two problems with that. I’m just getting used to the idea of sticking up for myself again. That’s not to say I’ve been a pushover for the past fifteen years. I’ve just learned that most things are not so important that I want to fight about them. I also never want to hit Lion in anger. I need a while to figure out what just happened. In this case it took me almost a full day to figure it out.

Not that we had a blow out fight the other night. It literally was him trying to solve the problem with me trying to defend what I was doing and then a small assertion that I was going to do what I was going to do and his asking me why I was upset. Since I didn’t really know, the issue fizzled out. Our “arguments” generally happen this way. And perhaps hours later I can tell him how the whole exchange affected me. Even then I don’t normally decide to punish him, which probably annoys him more than the “argument” itself.

I know Lion’s goal is for domestic discipline to help me assert myself. So far it’s not working, but at least I am figuring some things out. That’s why I don’t want to stop yet. Who’s to say my eureka moment isn’t just around the next bend? Our next confrontation might be the one that earns Lion an on-the-spot punishment. I’m pretty sure we’ll both be shocked when that happens.

Monday was punishment day.  I reminded her and she reciprocated with an extremely painful spanking followed by a little corner time. I admit that I’ve wondered about the value of corner time aside from the obvious boredom of standing there. It turns out that I also felt every little bit of the pain that remained after the spanking as I stood there with my nose against the wall.

Before last night, when the spanking ended, I would just turn over on the bed – Mrs. Lion spanks me lying flat on my stomach – and the sensation would subside quickly. That’s not the case when standing in the corner. Oh no, those old-fashioned disciplinarians knew what they were doing. Corner time truly gave me a chance to feel what my butt had suffered and to contemplate my offense.

I know that you may not understand why we do this. Well, as Mrs. Lion reminded me yesterday, it’s because I asked her. It’s true, I did. It came from my devastating curiosity. I wondered what it would be like… You know the rest.

Enforced male chastity was my first request. We tried it. I admit it; it remains fun for us both. It’s a form of secret bondage and a source of intimacy and fun for us both. We’re committed to continuing doing it.

Domestic discipline is another story. We embarked on it to muffle my dominant nature and amplify Mrs. Lion’s voice. The idea is that Mrs. Lion will feel free to express her feelings about me, us, and what I do. So far, that hasn’t happened. There have been brief flickers of lioness anger at me, but nothing definitive. As she said in an email to me yesterday, referring to her post when she said she beats me to make me happy, “Well you know what I mean. You’re happy when we do the stupid things you suggest. ;-)”

Sounds like this is all for my amusement. It isn’t fun at all In fact, I can’t remember punishment being fun when Mrs. Lion gets out her paddle. Of course, that’s as it should be. The big question is whether domestic discipline will ever help Mrs. Lion express herself? When I asked her if she wanted to stop DD, she told me it is too soon. She wants to keep trying. If so, why does she consider punishing me as an activity that makes me happy?

I think that as long as she thinks about domestic discipline as something I want, the changes won’t happen. She is removing herself from the equation. In a way, she portrays her role as my wish fulfiller. There’s no question that she is, but soon it has to be her decision to go on because she benefits.

Lion insists he didn’t say I don’t hit hard enough or long enough. He insists that wasn’t one of the reasons for his request for combination punishments. I think he’s wrong. He said until 2.0 shows up, he thought we should try spanking and then standing in the corner or a soapy mouth. He did.

I think he changed his tune when I came at him with a mean paddle last night to administer his punishment swats. I allowed him to get as comfortable as he could with the shoulder and then I whomped away on his butt. After the fourth one he was moving out of the way. He said it hurt a lot. Good. That’s the point. After a few more swats he was telling me about the sore spot that I shouldn’t hit anymore. I told him the bruise that usually gets raised was back. After a few more he said we were done. Really? Are we? It’s a good thing I had already reached the level of pain I was looking to achieve. Then I had him stand in the corner for about five minutes.

I’m still not sure about having him stand there, but it did give me a nice view of his red cheeks. He said it made him concentrate on the pain. I guess that’s the point. Stand in the corner and think about what you’ve done, young man. But in this case it was think about your sore buns.

Lion suggested that some men are required to hold a coin against the wall while they stand in the corner. This seemed extreme to me. I found a small notebook that has a padded cover. I figured it would be softer for Lion’s first foray into corner standing and because it was thicker, it would be easier to hold than a coin. He did drop it but that was because he had an itch. He was worried he’d have more swats coming to him for dropping the book. I wasn’t prepared to do that since it was the first attempt. Maybe I will in the future. I haven’t decided. I haven’t decided about the whole combination punishment thing. It was hard enough for me to agree to spanking him. Making him stand in a corner or washing his mouth out with soap might be too much on the this-is-ridiculous scale.

That said, I’ll probably do it anyway. That’s what I do to keep Lion happy.

milking methods
There is always more to learn about milking
Mrs. Lion’s hand provides over 99% of my sexual activity. When she gives me orgasms, she uses her hand 75% of the time.  I think I am well qualified to offer some handjob ideas you might be able to use. Here are a few mlking techniques she uses that might interest you.

He won’t be able to come
This technique will never result in an orgasm no matter how long she does it. This works best with some lube, though Mrs. Lion is able to do it dry. The idea is to move up the shaft and head hand over hand. There is no downward motion at all. This is exciting but will never trigger an orgasm.

Male sexual programming is designed to trigger orgasm only on the downward stroke when, during intercourse, it presses deeper into the vagina. This assures the semen will be deposited as close as possible to the cervix. This improves the chances of impregnation. The brain doesn’t distinguish between penetrative sex and masturbation. So, when my lioness uses continued upward strokes, I will stay aroused but never get over the top. Be careful. With a male at the very edge of orgasm, even the slightest downward motion will result in ejaculation.

Start. Stop.
This is how Mrs. Lion generally edges me. She masturbates me until I am clearly preparing to come. At the first sign of approaching orgasm, she stops. She waits a few seconds and begins again. She likes to get me even closer. This activity doesn’t have to be done when I’m close to orgasm. It can start almost as soon as I get hard. Ten or twenty seconds of masturbation followed by a ten or twenty second pause builds up tension. If started just after getting hard, it takes a few cycles before I start reacting. Then, I start trying to hump her hand. Of course it does no good, but I can’t help trying.

This also happens to be a great way to get a ruined orgasm. As he gets more excited, reduce the number of strokes before pausing. Be sure to wait at least 15 seconds to give his ruined orgasm time to erupt. This technique works 100% of the time. Persevere!

Hand Humping
One of my favorite activities is when Mrs. Lion lets me hump her hand. She calls this “bucking.” She hold my penis in the masturbating position and doesn’t move. That’s the signal for me to start humping. There’s no need for lube. I control my motion to avoid going so far that friction would hurt. Mrs. Lion will let me work myself up and then open her hand. I find myself humping air. Very frustrating!

After I calm down a bit, she closes her hand around my cock and I get moving again. This goes on and on. When I finally get ready for the final moment,  she will open her hand just before I can come. She waits a bit, and closes her hand again. Off I go, humping faster and faster until she opens her hand again. It doesn’t matter how many times she does this. I can’t help but hump when she closes her hand. I’m like Charlie brown always falling for it when Lucy pulls away the football before he can kick it.  Like him, I’m know I won’t make it, but I can’t help myself.

“Ruined” Orgasm
Mrs. Lion has done this very infrequently, usually by accident. A ruined orgasm is really an orgasm; just a different kind. This occurs when she masturbates me to the point of no return and then stops and removes her hand. I’m over the edge and ejaculate. It’s very frustrating. There are a couple of types of ruined orgasms. Until now, Mrs. Lion does the type that has me just starting to come when she removes her hand. The sensation is not the same as an orgasm when she keeps stimulating me. I don’t like it; well I’m surprised by it. I’m sure I could learn to like it.

This type of ruined orgasm leaves me the same way as I am after a full orgasm. The semen drips out and I get soft and uninterested in more sex. The second type is the intentional ruined orgasm This type has stimulation removed as early as possible; just as it is too late for the male to avoid ejaculating. It can take ten or fifteen seconds after stimulation is stopped for semen to drip out.

This kind of ruined orgasm doesn’t release much semen and the male is immediately ready for more sexual activity. Most men can have repeated ruined orgasms of this type within the space of ten or fifteen minutes. This is the only way a male can experience multiple orgasms. The trick is for the male to learn to enjoy the different sensations created by this type of orgasm. I suspect the reason I don’t like it when my orgasm is ruined, is that I’m surprised and expected something else. I wonder if I know ruined orgasms are coming, could I start learning to enjoy them. It won’t happen the first time, but eventually I think I would learn.

P.O.T.
That’s Post Orgasmic Torture. Mrs. Lion only did this to me once. I didn’t like it but I admit I would like to experience more often, maybe most of the time.  Doing it is very simple and requires no special equipment. All that you have to do is vigorously rub the head of the penis with your hand as soon as he starts coming. Keep it up. When Mrs. Lion does it, I try to escape, but she knows how to handle that. It’s intensely uncomfortable, but does no real harm. The pain can go on for a minute or more.

All of these activities are fun for me. Some are very frustrating, but in a different way I like them too. I like that Mrs. Lion takes the time to tease me and give me orgasms. After all, it’s the only sexual activity I can have.