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If we truly have a female led relationship with discipline, shouldn’t I be able to order Lion to stop needing surgeries and the ensuing help? Isn’t it something that I should be able to punish out of him? If you believe that men in these relationships suddenly become expert housekeepers and doting, selfless lovers, then it may be possible to spank the illness out of someone. I mean, isn’t it just as ridiculous sounding?

I wish there was a way to keep Lion from needing surgeries and help afterward. It’s not that I don’t want to take care of him. I just think he’d be better off if he didn’t have these health issues. He’s not doing it to be a pain in the neck. He’s just run into a patch of bad luck. He seems to be falling apart. By the time we’re done, I’ve told him, we’ll have a whole new Lion.

I’m quite fond of the old Lion. I don’t mind a few new parts here and there. I just hope my weenie or balls never need repair. I like them just the way they are. Of course, if they’re attached to Lion I’m sure I’ll still like them even if they’ve been slightly refurbished.

Tomorrow we go back to the eye doctor. I’m hoping the issue is resolving itself and there won’t be any need for intervention. Lion is fairly discouraged at this point, but if things are improving I’m sure he’ll feel better even if he can’t see by tomorrow. Sex, as you can imagine, has taken a back seat. I gave him some space last night. Tonight I’ll venture over to his side of the bed to see if he’s up for snuggling. Even holding hands more might be comforting for him. I hope it’s comforting on some level just knowing I’m with him and I’m not giving up on him.

[Lion — Mrs. Lion is a great comfort to me. She’s right, I’m very down right now. I can’t seem to shake it. The vision in my left eye has not come back and I’m worried that further intervention will be needed. The way my luck is running that could be a disaster. I also worry that I’m going to wear out my “welcome” with her since she has to do so much more to help me.]

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On Monday, four days ago, I had surgery in my left eye to relieve pressure from glaucoma. It appeared to be a successful operation. In my postop visit with the surgeon on Tuesday, pressure in my left eye was completely normal and all seemed well. I woke up on Wednesday morning unable to see anything out of my left eye. Needless to say, this was very disturbing to me and Mrs. Lion.

We made an emergency visit to the surgeon that morning and he discovered that I had been bleeding in my eye from the surgical incision. The blood formed a clot which is blocking my vision. It’s also blocking the drain he put in to relieve pressure in the eye. He says that this is not terribly bad news. One way or another, the blood will get out and the clot will disintegrate. Whether it will do it on its own or I will need more surgery we’ll find out in a couple of days. Meanwhile, I really am a one-eyed lion. I’m very unhappy about that.

They did an ultrasound of my eye and found that the blood and clot are in the same area where they inserted the drainage tube. The surgeon says this is the best news since it doesn’t affect most of my eye. I’m finding it very hard to feel cheered by this. Meanwhile, Mrs. Lion keeps missing more work which means she’s losing more pay. I’m on paid leave, fortunately.

Meanwhile, I’m being very careful about walking into things. With both eyes working I’m not always the most dainty soul. With only one eye, I’m a traffic hazard. Understandably, sex has not been on my mind. Mrs. Lion has left me wild which is quite helpful in my current state. We did snuggle last night, but I showed no real interest in getting aroused. It is a relief to learn that my vision will return once the blood situation is cleared up. Meanwhile, the two of us will just hold things together and continue hoping for the best.

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Being out of work again for a few days and walking in to see people who don’t normally work on a Wednesday does nothing to help me figure out what day it is. Taking Lion to a surgery and two doctor appointments in three days isn’t helpful either. If you told me today was Thursday I’d probably believe you.

Lion has had a setback in his recovery. Pressure is up again in the surgical eye. In addition to the regiment of drugs needed for the surgery, he now needs the initial four drugs to combat the higher pressure. Seven drops spaced five minutes apart seems like it will take forever. I told him we may need to start just after dinner to get them all done by bedtime.

All this running back and forth to Seattle has convinced me that I either need to find a job working from home or a job at the hospital so I can see more of Lion since he’s there so often. Working from home would probably be optimum. Of course, with a laptop, “home” can be anywhere there’s internet connectivity.

Last night Lion announced he thought he was horny. When I snuggled close it was apparent he wasn’t horny enough for an erection. The mind was willing but the body was unable. It surprised me when he said he was horny so it didn’t surprise me when he really wasn’t. I don’t know how long it takes for anesthesia to fully work its way out of the body but it seemed a little soon to me. But I wasn’t going to leave him hanging if he was horny.

Now with the setback, I think things are pretty much on the back burner until the weekend. That’s not to say I won’t give him attention if he wants it sooner. Any time he’s ready, I’m ready. And I’ll never be upset if it turns out to be a false alarm.

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lion and mrs. lion mating
Our first date. For a long time we did it like this: lion style.

I had been living with a submissive woman, she considered herself a slave, for almost 10 years. We had decided to end the relationship. I was feeling lonely and horny. I looked around the Net and discovered a dating site that looked sort of interesting. I searched for women in my area. Most were clearly looking for husbands and their profiles just didn’t work for me. One woman posted a nice close-up of her smiling face. I couldn’t get that smile out of my mind. Her profile said that she lived about 50 miles from me and was looking for a casual relationship.

I sent her a message on the service. To my surprise, she replied. We exchanged only a few messages. She made it clear she was looking for a lover. I was too. She wrote that she was married and planning to separate. It’s hard to remember now, but I believe we also talked on the phone. In any case we decided to meet halfway between our houses at a motel. There was one conveniently located that wasn’t too expensive. We both knew why we were meeting.

Even though our intentions were very clear, I wondered if anything would happen once we were actually face-to-face. We met in the parking lot of the motel, both of us a bit shy. I asked her if she wanted to “do it?” I was always a smooth talker. She said yes. I went to the office and got us a room. Once inside, we didn’t waste any time. We were both very turned on. We got naked and I mounted her lion-style and we both had really nice orgasms. Afterward, we snuggled and chatted, got in our cars, and went home.

It wasn’t very romantic but for me, at least, it was a lot of fun and I wanted to do it again. Apparently she felt the same way. We exchanged emails and set up a meeting about a week later. Same parking lot, motel, and lion-style. We were both having fun.

We never really dated. All of our meetings were for sex. In between orgasms, we learned about each other. I also shared my interest in being spanked. Our sex became more interesting. Mrs. Lion would straddle my face and I would give her several oral orgasms. When she was done, sometimes she would ride me cowgirl-style. Often, she would stop before I ejaculated and finish me by hand. That is my favorite!

She tried spanking me. The first time, I could barely feel her hand touching my butt. It took many weeks and a lot of encouragement to get to the point where I felt a mild sting. I know she thought it was kind of odd, but she clearly liked pleasing me. She also enjoyed her orgasms. The lioness-on-top pattern was well established almost from the very start.

Not too long after we began meeting, the submissive woman who lived with me finally moved out. Mrs. Lion came to my house instead of the motel. She would stay until she had to go to work. She had a job that started in the early hours of the morning. It was clear that we really enjoyed one another’s company. It’s impossible for me to say when I realized that I needed her with me all the time. But at some point I knew I couldn’t be without her.

She felt the same way. Not long after we talked about this, she moved in with me. Meanwhile, she continued practicing her spanking. She graduated to a paddle and a wooden spoon which would sting a bit. She still hadn’t gotten to the point that she would make me yelp. Sex was always with her on top. I think that like a lot of women, she always had her best orgasms when riding me. I absolutely love it.

Love snuck up on us. We weren’t looking for it. We were looking for sex and we found it. Somehow, without either of us realizing it, we wanted much more of one another. We wanted to be together, sex or no sex. I’m amazed that two people who wanted such a superficial connection, managed to fall in love and live  together happily ever after. Haven’t we been taught that sex needs to be delayed to allow love to flourish? Isn’t that what they teach young girls? Give a guy sex and that will be all he ever wants. Not true in our case.

We not only had sex on the first date, we had it as soon as we were alone together. We barely knew each other’s name before we knew each other’s body. It does sound like a formula for failure; the worst kind of one night stand. But it wasn’t. It was the beginning of 16 years (so far!) of true love and companionship. It has to be the best one night stand ever.