We spent yesterday afternoon at the Emergency Room. After a CT scan, kidney stones were found. The one causing me pain should pass on its own today or tomorrow. I’m glad. Last year, I had surgery to remove stones. It was horrible. Yesterday, I got a big dose of morphine. It did take the pain away, but I ended up barfing on y way home from the hospital.

I have a small supply of an opioid to get me through until the stone passes. I’m home until that happens. I have no appetite. All in all, I’m not a happy camper. I’m very glad that I got an orgasm on Saturday night. Sex, like food, is just not interesting to me now.

I feel completely worthless. I’m spilling things and generally unable to care for myself. Mrs. Lion didn’t sign up for this. Neither did I, for that matter. Kidney stones are particularly painful. This one will continue to hurt until it passes. If it doesn’t pass soon, I may need surgery.  I have all four paws crossed that the stone will just come out. The ER doc said about 90% of stones this size do pass on their own.

I don’t understand why my self worth has been impacted so negatively. I’m generally optimistic and resilient. Not now. Well, back to bed for me. Mrs. Lion will have more to add later

Yesterday, after a great oral orgasm, the pain began. It feels like a kidney stone. I had some removed last year. The pain is intense. I’ve taken some leftover pain pills. I’m comfortable for now, but it looks like an ER trip today.

We’ll keep you posted.

We just went out to get some lumber to build the railing. We discussed getting six foot boards instead of eight foot boards. The shorter boards probably could have been persuaded to fit inside the truck rather than in the bed in the rain. Ultimately we decided to scrap the whole trip today since it’s pouring rain outside and there is a lot of traffic. The dog also has a spa appointment tomorrow which is near the hardware store anyway.

Last night I edged Lion mercilessly. He’s been a very horny boy lately and I’ve been using that to my advantage when I edge him. I even swatted his balls last night. I didn’t do it hard. He doesn’t like when I hit too hard. I swatted just hard enough to get his motor running because when I touched Mr. Weenie Lion almost launched off the bed.

He was very hard and wanted an orgasm so badly. But it was not to be. He just had one the other day. I think he should have to wait a bit. Naturally when he’s this horny he doesn’t want to hear about waiting. He wants one right now. And when I was done I went to suck him just a bit, as I often do, he really wanted to come. Sorry my pet. You’ll need to wait.

Since our construction project was delayed, we might have a little fun this afternoon. Nothing too strenuous. His leg is still swollen and painful. But I’m pretty sure I can take his mind off of it for a little while. I bet he could handle having his balls tied. Even some oral attention. Maybe it’s a good thing it was raining so hard earlier. Indoor activities can be even more entertaining.

This is a Black Walnut hairbrush-shaped paddle. Click image to purchase.

In times gone by, women had large, sturdy hairbrushes. These tools were perfect for grooming and frequently served double duty as educational aids. Generally with an oval head and a long handle, these brushes were perfect for spanking. They were made from oak or other hard woods.

Nowadays, women’s hairbrushes are made of light materials like plastic. They may do a good job on hair, but are worthless on a naughty bottom. A few lucky women have antique hairbrushes they use for husband education. Most women, alas are not so fortunate.

Years ago, I stumbled across a handmade hairbrush-shaped paddle on ebay. I bought it and Mrs. Lion has made some use of it over the years. She inherited my large collection of spanking implements, most of which are larger and more effective than the hairbrush shape I got way back when.

I happened to be browsing on the web and came across a lightweight, black-walnut hairbrush-shaped paddle by Walt. The shape is authentic. It’s fairly thin, not unlike the hairbrush bodies of yore. There’s no question that it will sting, but I doubt it will leave any lasting marks.

This could be good news for some spankers who want to leave a yowling naughty boy without bruising him. Others may find this tool too light to make the impression they want. The heavier the implement, the more “thud” I feel. Light ones sting and I find that sensation very annoying.

“Ah ha,” you say. Then Mrs. Lion should look for lightweight, stingy things to use on me. A stingy implement requires much more force to make a point. A full overhand swing is required to get a full-throated yelp from me. A heavier, meaner paddle requires a fraction of that energy to get the same reaction.

Mrs. Lion is at some disadvantage. My spanking implements are all heavy and pack solid swats. I don’t really have any quality spankers like the hairbrush paddle illustrated. I wonder if she would be happier with a lighter implement. I know I won’t be. Yes, yes, I know; that’s the point. Of course if she chooses to go the light hairbrush route, she will need to develop a new technique; one that requires considerably more force.

That’s the problem with inheriting a toy collection. The toys were selected by someone else who may have had a different idea about how to use them. Should Mrs. Lion work with a lighter paddle? What say you who use hairbrush discipline? Is this a nice Mothers Day gift for her?