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The air quality was supposed to get better by this afternoon but right now I can only see about the length of a football field from my office window. Yesterday I read breathing in Seattle was the equivalent of smoking seven cigarettes. I have a headache from it.

Last night I was hot and probably bothered by the smoke more than I realized at the time. We watched TV and Lion asked if I was feeling OK. My stomach was a little off but not too bad. He was reacting, I assume, to the fact that we weren’t snuggling. I usually find it somewhat difficult to snuggle while watching TV. I need to look back over my shoulder and my neck hurts after a short time.

As long as my head isn’t bothered by the smoke we can have more interaction tonight. Assuming Lion is doing OK as well. The smoke is bothering him too. I also need to vacuum the bedroom to get rid of dog dander. Poor Lion is allergic to so many things.

One of the things he’s not allergic to is playing. He took his last punishment like a trooper. He wiggled a bit but didn’t roll away. I don’t think I was hitting all that hard, but it still takes a lot not to move out of the way of an oncoming paddle. Even if you asked for it.

I might break out the Magic Wand tonight just to get things started. It should get his motor running if he’s not necessarily horny. It definitely is magic. I can also revisit the blindfold with or without the Magic Wand. But the most important thing is to snuggle. From there many things are possible.

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Another vacation destination bites the dust! It gets harder and harder to find places to go on vacation.

The air quality here continues to be horrible. Relief is predicted for tomorrow. In the meantime I’ve been working from home. Monday night (punishment night), I was spanked again. I had forgotten to thank Mrs. Lion for beating me on Thursday. I didn’t forget this time. I was very uninterested in being spanked.

In fact, I had forgotten about it. Mrs. Lion didn’t. She told me to lie across the foot of the bed. I groaned softly. She used her big wooden spoon. As spanking tools go in our house, that spoon hurts but it isn’t in the top five meanest paddles. That turned out not to matter at all. Mrs. Lion is extremely strong and I was yelping in no time. I almost rolled away. I caught myself in the nick of time. It could have been worse, much worse, but Mrs. Lion took mercy on me. She stopped and commented that my butt was nice and red. I guessed that on my own Though, maybe next time she can take a picture for you.

We’re a little more than a week away from our Labor Day trip. We’re dragging the camper to the beach. We stay at a RV park on the ocean. Given the smoke from wild fires polluting our air, the ocean breeze will be a welcome change. I’m ready to go now!

I hope we will do some playing while we are on vacation. We do have those under-used, under-bed restraints in the camper. We moved our big bag of toys out of the trailer when we thought it would have to go in for service. Now, we need to remember to return it.

Over the years, we’ve accumulated a lot of toys. It’s become helpful when we want a collection in more than one location. It also means that Mrs. Lion has a lot of opportunities to find new ways to get me. We’re both looking forward to our time away.

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Monday was quiet. I wasn’t feeling all that great. Not sleeping well does that to me. I finally remembered to take Benedryl an hour or so before I wanted to fall asleep. Not only does it help with my sinuses, which have been under attack from the smoke, but it also helps me sleep. So far, so good.

Lion pointed out a few spots I’d missed on my waxing missions. I told him I’m sure there are more. I’m a newbie. I also don’t have a system yet to figure out where I’ve waxed and where I haven’t. You’d think it would be easy since I should be able to see the remaining hair. Sunday, I could see hair when I stood on one side of Lion. When I moved to the other side it was invisible. I think he has a lot of hair like that.

We have a goose neck floor lamp in the living room that I’ll need to move downstairs next time I wax him. We have excellent general lighting but, obviously, I need a spot light to find those pesky invisible hairs. I’ll get you, my pretty!

I also gave Lion his punishment swats for not thanking me for his last punishment. I didn’t do any add-ons like mouth soaping or corner time. I just whacked his buns till they were nice and rosy and left it at that. He did remember to thank me this time around. Good boy!

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(Monday) Here in the Northwest, the sun at noon is sunset orange. It feels like a cloudy day, but no clouds are in sight. The strange light is caused by smoke from Canadian wild fires blowing down over this area. The air quality is poor. I can’t see any smoke, but breathing is a little uncomfortable and my allergies are acting up.  We have to wait until the wind blows from the Pacific which will give us clean air again.

Sunday was the latest waxing session. Mrs. Lion removed my chest, shoulder, back and underarm hair. My arms are the only furry areas left. She has gotten much better in her waxing skills. Raising the massage table so she didn’t have to bend was a big improvement. The pain was minimal. This is the first time I’ve ever had my back, shoulders, and pits hairless.

Now, Mrs. Lion is going to decide if she wants hair to return to any areas. She mentioned that she isn’t sure about my legs staying hairless. I like my Brazilian and my thighs bald, but if she likes hair on the rest of my legs, that’s fine with me. It will take weeks before there is any noticeable regrowth.. She’ll have lots of time to make up her mind. I like my neck and shoulders hairless. It looks much better.  My pits? I don’t know. We’ll see how things end up.

Mondays, if you remember, are punishment days. When I was spanked last Thursday for being a know-it-all, I failed to thank Mrs. Lion for beating me. So, I’m in for another spanking for that. It’s feast or famine around here when it comes to punishment. Clearly, we are in “feast” mode now. I deserve it. I’m not complaining, just observing.

Sunday night, Mrs. Lion played with me. I was blindfolded so I don’t have any details. All I know is she used some very painful clothespins on my balls. She also applied her scratchy Velcro to my penis. Brave lion that I am, I managed to stay erect through this ordeal. Then, she gave me a very nice oral orgasm. It was fun.