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In: Lion's Journal

I think the sore on my penis is finally healing. On Saturday night I asked Mrs. Lion to look for the antibiotic ointment. It felt and looked like an infection might be involved. She couldn’t find it and kindly went to the store to buy some more. I applied it as soon as she got home and repeated the application three times on Sunday. It still hurts, but not as much. It’s more than time to have some fun again.

We were watching a home shopping show and they were selling a smoker. It’s the same one we already have. One demo dish was baked beans. Hmm, smokey baked beans. Sounds nice. We thought it might be fun to make some. Since there is just the two of us, and a batch of baked beans would certainly be more than we could eat, Mrs. Lion wondered if we could can some.

Our bread and butter pickles, blueberry, and raspberry jam have been a great success. We had fun making them. We looked up how to can beans. It turns out that for safety, they need pressure canning. We own an eight-quart pressure cooker. That will be perfect for the job. Mrs. Lion went to the store and bought some dried beans. They’re soaking now and we will cook and can them tomorrow. Homemaker lions!

Am I sublimating cooking for sex? It could be. It isn’t the first time. That’s sad. For one thing, it isn’t fair to the art of cooking. Do I need to be horny before I want to create in the kitchen? Probably. That’s dangerous. If Mrs. Lion wants me to make good food, all she has to do is ignore me sexually. Nope. I don’t want that.  I’d be like the teenaged boy in an episode of Ted Danson’s sitcom, “Becker”. In it, he plays a doctor. A teenage boy comes in complaining he kept getting erections at inappropriate times. Once, he said, he was vacuuming and got one. His mother saw it and now thinks he likes housework. I don’t think Mrs. Lion will cut me off in order to motivate me to cook.

Of course, it doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about sex. I hope we can play some Spankardy this week. Even if my weenie is still out of commission, my bottom is healthy. I guess we’ll see how things go.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments

Poor Lion. Every day is spent on the computer or watching TV. Oh, and most nights (sore weenie aside) he gets played with and edged. How boring that must be.

All kidding aside, doing the same thing day after day can get to you. Although I’d prefer not to have to go into the office two days a week, it does break up the monotony. Personally I think each day blends into the next even when I’m working in the office all week. There’s really nothing to distinguish one day from another. Some of my coworkers come in later on certain days or they work at different offices within the company. I just sit in my little office, banging away on the keyboard all day. Very little changes whether I’m at home or at work.

After reading Lion’s post for this morning, I wondered exactly what he’s looking for. Does he want Sundays to be pasta days like when we first got together? We could do butt plugs on Wednesdays. Ball bondage Tuesdays. Laundry Saturdays. I think it would be more boring to have a set schedule like that. I’m not saying that’s what he’s asking for, but I’m immediately balking at doing ball bondage every Tuesday. Too predictable and, to me, predictable is sort of boring.

The other thing that’s been bothering him is that we never talk. I talk. He talks back. It’s like we’re having a conversation. Is that not a conversation? Help me out here. Last night, there was no chance for any sexual fun since my weenie is still sore, but we snuggled and talked while watching TV. At least, I thought we did. This morning, I was reading an article on my iPad and Lion kept talking to me. I answered him. When he kept talking and I didn’t hear him, I explained I was reading something. He said he understood and kept talking to me. Then he got mad when I reminded him I was reading something. I put it away so we could talk.

This is why I don’t read things anymore. First, I don’t do well when I’m reading and the TV is on. It’s too distracting. If I try to go to another room, Lion asks why I’m so far away. I started doing Audible books on my commute so I could at least read that way. Once we moved, my commute shortened by at least twenty minutes and now I commute only two days so even being read a book doesn’t work well anymore.

Things are just helter-skelter. I know Lion’s bored being at home all the time. I’m not sure he knows what he’s looking for. He just knows this isn’t it. So we’ll talk about it and try a few things and I can almost guarantee we’ll be revisiting this at a future date. We seem to go in cycles with this like we do most things.

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In: Living with a female led relationship

Weekends don’t feel very special to me anymore. I’m at home all week, so being there on Saturday and Sunday is just more of the same. Since COVID, we don’t go out much. It’s too dangerous to eat out even if the restaurants were open for dine-in eating. The local casino is open and we enjoyed occasionally visiting it. We don’t think it is too smart to go there either.

Mrs. Lion only goes to her office two days a week. The rest of the time she works from home. Her routine doesn’t vary regardless of the day of the week. We might go to the grocery store on a weekend day, but other than that we are in the house and Mrs. Lion is either on her computer or iPad. Sexual activity takes place after dinner when we have it. There is nothing we do that distinguishes Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday or Friday from Saturday and Sunday. That’s too bad.

With more and more people either out of work or working from home, I imagine they are in a similar situation. I don’t mind being at home. I do wish we could somehow find ways to differentiate one day from another. As you probably know, I am required to remind Mrs. Lion of “punishment days”. These are throwbacks to the very beginning of our disciplinary relationship.

When we first started, Mrs. Lion quickly became adept at spotting infractions of her rules. She was very reluctant to spank me and more often than not offenses went unpunished. We got the idea that perhaps if we set aside certain days of the week to administer punishments, it would be easier for Mrs. Lion to collect my offenses and spank me on those days. Initially she set aside Mondays and Thursdays. I was required to remind her each Monday or Thursday that it was punishment day.

After a while, Mrs. Lion didn’t need designated days to spank me. She spanked me whenever one was due. Reminding her of punishment days became an opportunity for me to screw up and earn a spanking. In fact, when I got very good at reminding her about Mondays and Thursdays, she added Saturdays as well. I still managed to forget to remind her. Each time I forget, she spanks me.

Nothing special happens on punishment days anymore. Nothing special happens on any day. That’s too bad. I don’t know exactly what we should do about this. It seems to me that if we could find a way to make a day or two special each week, it would break up the monotony. I’m not claiming that my life is boring. It isn’t. Between writing and playing, I am very active sexually. Sex isn’t everything, of course.

For the last week or so I haven’t been able to do anything sexual. That leaves us watching TV and playing with iPads. Even if my penis wasn’t out of commission, Mrs. Lion has drastically increased the amount of time between orgasms. That doesn’t mean we aren’t active almost every night, but it means that a certain sense of urgency is missing most of the time.

Maybe we need to bring back the Box O’Fun. We seem to be getting in a sexual rut. Maybe we can find things we can do outside of the house to break up our time. We have to be careful about that. Both of us are in vulnerable groups in terms of COVID-19. Perhaps we should decide to have game nights. Mrs. Lion likes games a lot more than I do, but we could still find things to do.

This is something I think we need to talk about. We need to get out of our rut before the long winter nights take hold. It would be good to find some interesting things to do.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments, Health and safety, Punishment, Spanking

If Lion’s bruise didn’t hurt, we would definitely be resuming normal activities. I don’t see the scab is on the sore spot anymore, but even moving the skin to look at it hurts. It’s strange. I don’t remember a bruise ever hurting him this much. I’m very sure he’s not faking it. He’s horny. I know he’s getting frustrated both by not having an orgasm and by not being able to be tortured by edging. I wouldn’t equate my frustration of not being able to suck him with his frustration, but I miss doing it. There’s a perfectly good weenie going to waste.

I don’t know why he’s gotten the bruise. The sore spot happens from time to time. It’s not like he hasn’t had bruise before, but it’s unusual that it hurts this much. A normal bruise wouldn’t sidetrack us. We’d be a bit more careful so we didn’t aggravate it, but he’d be humping away. I think it’s starting to fade. Maybe we’re on the road to recovery. I’m not sure what we’d do if it doesn’t get better soon. It’s not like he’d feel comfortable going to the doctor and explaining a cage injury. I guess he could always say it was a zipper mishap. I’m pretty sure his doctor has seen weenie injuries before. It’s just embarrassing to be the one with the weenie on display. [Lion comments — The bruise may be from me inadvertently pinching myself. That could be why it is so uncomfortable; maybe a non-zipper, zipper injury.]

Lion has been a good boy lately. Although, he has been dangerously close to being a know it all. I’ll bring up something that happened at work and, before I get the whole story out there, he’s off and running toward a solution. It may be the whole men are from Mars, women are from Venus thing, but I may not be looking for a solution. Actually, the past few times, I already have the solution but he doesn’t know that because he won’t let me finish the story. Should this infraction count twice? He is interrupting before he acts like a know it all. When someone on a cop show kidnaps a person and then murders them, they get so many charges of kidnapping and so many charges of murder. If you kidnap someone once, how do you get multiple counts? Anyway, I think Lion should be punished for each infraction. One, he interrupted. Two, he was a know it all. Done.

I know I’ve been too lenient with him when he interrupts or annoys me. Now that I’m not on nervous breakdown watch, I’ll try to be more tenacious. His butt won’t thank me, but Lion will. At least the bruises will be in the right spot.