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We made our trip to the pickle farm and came home with enough cucumbers to make more dills and bread and butter pickles. We also bought more blueberries. The dills and the blueberry jam are fairly quick to make so we did them yesterday. The bread and butter pickle making is a long process so we’re doing those today. While they marinate in the fridge for three hours, I can wax Lion, change the bed, vacuum, etc.

Since we were working on pickles and jam, I didn’t hold up my end of the bargain for playing early. I don’t know if I will today either, but we’ll see how it goes. Besides, when I wax Lion, I tend to give him some tugs while I’m in the neighborhood. Today I’m doing his back so he’ll be on his knees for a bit. I love that view. I’m not exactly sure why, but I like when he bends over and his balls are hanging down. It’s just yummy to me. I have to fondle them and my weenie when he’s on his knees. I jerked him off a bit last week when I was working on the front side.

When I started to play with Lion last night, I tied up his balls without getting him excited first. Sometimes this causes a problem. A few weeks ago I made the same mistake and it was disastrous. I couldn’t get him hard. Luckily it wasn’t a problem this time around. Maybe it was because I’d told Lion earlier in the day that I was going to tie his balls. He tends to like looking forward to things. He’ll probably disagree, but I think he even likes when I tell him that Icy Hot or the tiny clothespins are coming. His mind may say no, but Mr. Weenie says yes.

As predicted, he didn’t make it all the way to the edge. He wasn’t interested for a few days after his orgasm and then each of us had tummy trouble. Plus, his beloved cage is broken. My theory is that he’s easier to arouse if he’s locked up. We didn’t make it very far into my experiment before the dog chewed up one part of the cage. Now we are anxiously awaiting its replacement. In the meantime, I’m leaving Lion wild. We can continue the experiment when the new cage arrives.

There was a very short window between Lion having fun and being done. I’m not sure what happens to him, but I can tell when he’s enjoying what I’m doing and then it’s like someone flipped switch. I’m sorry he didn’t make it to the edge because it’s fun to frustrate him, but it’s not a huge disappointment. Sometimes he apologizes. I’m happy as long as he’s enjoying himself. I just find it odd that the switch flips that quickly. I guess I’m thinking it should be more of a gradual decline. Maybe it is, but body language would suggest otherwise. He goes from a sort of tense energy to relaxed in the blink of an eye. I suppose that’s the male mechanism for you. It can jump to attention and back to at ease in no time.

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As we planned, Mrs. Lion and I went to the pickle farm yesterday. We found everything we needed to make kosher dill style pickles, more bread-and-butter pickles, and more blueberry jam. We actually have enough blueberries to make another batch but since we are out of jars, we will just freeze the leftovers.

As Mrs. Lion wrote in her post yesterday, “Another Busy Weekend “, she is planning to see how sexually aroused she can make me. I’m writing this on Saturday afternoon just after we finished our pickle and canning activities. Ever since I read her post I have been thinking about how it will feel when she ties up my balls and teases my penis. I don’t think I will be able to get to the edge, but I know Mrs. Lion will do her best. I’m at that time when it’s possible, but not probable that she can do it.

I miss wearing my male chastity device. We both know it isn’t really necessary to prevent me from masturbating. Without it I do get occasional erections. When it is on, my body can try but the male chastity device doesn’t leave enough room for any noticeable change to take place. I’m counting the days until my reprinted Evotion Orion reaches me. Knowing me, I’ll probably whine about having to wear it for the first few days.

While we were making our jam and pickles I upset Mrs. Lion. She told me that I was very close to being spanked. I apologized and explained that since I can’t see very well, I need her to give me more narration about what she is doing. She didn’t respond but I think she understood. I don’t blame her for losing patience with me. It can’t be easy living with a nearly-blind old lion. [Mrs. Lion — The annoyance (or near-annoyance) came because he wanted me to follow the recipe, but he kept telling me what to put in next. I can’t follow the recipe and do it in his order. He seemed to be getting testy with me so I warned him.]

She does everything she can to make me comfortable and happy. I try to stay out of her way and let her know how much I appreciate all she does for me. I know she has to do much more work than she did in the past. I’m lucky she is so loving and good-natured.

We are both hoping that the promised Federal unemployment money comes through. Our state notified me that they’ve applied for the $300 a week supplement from the federal government. No one is sure if or when this will come through. Mrs. Lion and I hope it is soon.

Meanwhile, there seems to be more traffic on the roads and that means people are finding places to go. It’s been weeks since we have seen anyone without a mask. That may be why our state is doing quite well managing COVID-19. My work has still not called me back so my furlough continues.

We both remain cheerful and hopeful. We are both very grateful that we found each other.

 

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As Lion said, we took our camper for repairs yesterday. This year is a case of anything that can go wrong going wrong. I’m glad we decided not to go away last weekend because it turns out our camper fridge decided to crap out. It would have been a very long, long weekend without a fridge.

Today, we’re off to the pickle farm again to get more pickle and jam supplies. I think we’ll try another recipe for dills this time. More bread and butter and more blueberry jam is also on the menu. I hope Lion realizes this means his posterior waxing might not happen. It all depends on how long our Suzie Homemaker chores take.

Lion remains wild. I can’t see locking him in the Jail Bird only to have him peeing all over the place because he’s not lined up. It’s frustrating for both of us. I think he can manage being wild until the replacement Evotion male chastity device gets here. The only question is whether he’ll be as easy to arouse when he hasn’t been locked up.

Last night, Lion’s tummy was off. We were both tired. We didn’t do anything but snuggle toward the end of the night. I took a sleeping pill to be sure and knock myself out. I wish I could say I feel better this morning, but at least I got some sleep. We woke up around 9:30. I guess we both got some sleep. I hope, even with the canning and pickling, we’ll be a little more active tonight. Lion may not be able to get very far, but I think he needs to be played with tonight. It’s been a few days.

I’m thinking I’ll tie Lion’s balls up. That usually gets his motor running. He loves bondage. I don’t know about bandage’s ability to get him to the edge on the first night after several days off, but if anything can get him going, bondage is it. It’s the perfect first step. I bet my weenie would be just as excited by Icy Hot, but I’m trying to get all of Lion back in the game. His mind has just as much to do with it as my weenie does. I’ll do anything I can.

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We took our camper for repairs yesterday. That’s why Mrs. Lion didn’t have a post. Nothing much has been going on around here. Yesterday morning Mrs. Lion asked me if I had reminded her on Thursday that it was punishment day. I thought I did, but couldn’t clearly remember. She couldn’t either so she’s assuming I did. That’s good, it saves me a spanking.

We haven’t been sleeping very well. I don’t know if it’s the humidity, summer allergies, or none of the above. I’ve been watching old TV shows deep into the night. This invariably leads to me sleeping a little late and then being tired the next evening after dinner.

True to her word, Mrs. Lion has been offering to play with me at about 5 PM each day. The combination of having ejaculated only a day or two ago and being tired has prompted me to thank her for her interest and then beg off. I’m sure that won’t last.

Today we are going to make another trip to the pickle farm. It’s our third in two weeks. We are thoroughly enjoying our home canning and pickling experiences. Our first attempt at kosher dill pickles was okay but not exactly as good as we wanted. I found the book, The Joy of Pickling (no kidding!). It has what looks like a very good recipe for the pickles I want to make.

We also made blueberry and raspberry jam. Both turned out incredibly good. The blueberry jam isn’t just a mush like most jams. Entire blueberries are in it and burst delightfully in the mouth. I’m thinking that we may want to make another batch while we can.

I’m not sure what got this domestic frenzy started but it’s fun. It’s been at least 10 years since the last time we did any of this sort of thing. When Mrs. Lion told her colleagues at work about our pickling and canning, they commented that they now know what they’re going to get for Christmas this year. Fat chance! This stuff is way too good to share.

Since we haven’t been on the road at all this summer, maybe all this preserving is our way of compensating for the lack of travel. We have one more trip scheduled mid-September. It’s going to take us to the southern end of the state on the shore of the Columbia River. We are both very partial to this part of the world. Across the river from our campsite is Oregon. Less than an hour’s drive takes us along the Deschutes River where we can see Indians fishing for salmon off of wooden platforms suspended above the rapids. This is an ancient tradition and amazing to see.

Now that the weekend is here, perhaps we will have sexier stuff to report tomorrow.