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I want to thank Julie of strictjuliespanks, my favorite spanking blog, for her post about my book, Fan Mail. She offered me excellent editorial help and encouragement. Mrs. Lion put in endless hours helping me too. I’m working on the second book in the Leslie Peters series. Writing is my job now. Hopefully, it will bring in enough money to help us keep going.

I’m learning a lot about writing. It takes a lot more time revising and editing than it does to write. Once published, it’s incredibly hard to get noticed. If you buy and read my book, please take the time to go back to the Amazon listing and leave a review. Positive reviews go a long way to help.

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As Mrs.Lion wrote in her post yesterday, I annoyed her and earned a spanking. I’m not happy about that, of course. I do think I need to clarify things from my perspective. She was upset because I told her that it looked like she was rushing me out for my appointment because she was sitting at her desk in her jacket. She didn’t respond when I said it. A short time later, I repeated the comment. Again, not a word from her. [Mrs. Lion — I responded both times that I was not rushing him.] She just angrily took off her jacket.

I got the message at that point she was upset. I wasn’t trying to piss her off. If she said, “I’m cold, and it’s more comfortable with my jacket on,” all would be fine. She didn’t growl or snarl at me. I felt bad when she took off her coat in a huff and tried to apologize. She just told me it was all right. Don’t get me wrong. I deserve the punishment. I did annoy her. Letting me know via her post is a step in the right direction. It’s progress in an area that has been very difficult for her to manage.

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Last night’s attempt at arousing Lion didn’t go very well. I can’t remember what was on TV but it was obviously more interesting than my playing with him. Finally he asked if we could try again later. That usually means we’re done for the night. I don’t feel too bad about it. We had a long day and we both needed to decompress.

We went into Seattle for an eye doctor appointment. I usually forget the time of the appointment so Lion set me up with Outlook and said I’d love it. I don’t. However, it does sync up our schedules. Before we left, it informed me that his appointment was at 2:30. We had to wait a long time and when that happens, Lion gets antsy. He wants to leave. I don’t like waiting either but I’d rather wait than have to come back at another time. We already used the gas to get there, we might as well stick it out. Sometimes I tell him he can’t go anywhere because I drove and I have the keys. This time the valet had the keys but he isn’t able to drive anyway.

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Lion kept insisting his appointment was at 2. I said I thought it was at 2:30. I don’t have Outlook on my phone so I couldn’t really check. And it didn’t really make much difference anyway. I wasn’t leaving so he wasn’t leaving. When we got home, the reminder for the appointment was still on my computer screen – 2:30. Sometimes even I’m right. [Lion — She’s usually right.]

The other thing that annoyed me yesterday, and should have resulted in a spanking (and it may still), was when we were getting ready to leave. He wanted to leave at 1. No problem. When I was dressed, I put my hoodie on. I usually don’t put a jacket on until I’m ready to leave because I get too hot. Lion said we were early. Okay. He went to do something. I went to do something. We came back together, and he said I was rushing him. How? I had my jacket on, and he knew I was ready to leave. Well, yeah. But would it have been different if I had a long-sleeved shirt on instead of a hoodie over a short-sleeved shirt? I could have been hot either way.

The second time, or third (I lost track), he mentioned it, I ripped off the hoodie. Was it really that big a deal? He said it made it look like I was rushing him, and we had plenty of time before we had to leave. Anyway, now the hoodie was off, and I realized the reason I hadn’t been hot was that it was chilly in the house. Hence, without the hoodie, I was chilly. But could I put the hoodie back on? I didn’t think so without being accused of rushing him. Sheesh!

Yes, I guess this does rise to the level of punishment if writing about it brings it all back up again. It wasn’t enjoyable. I was annoyed. Lion annoyed me. Annoying me deserves punishment. Lion will be punished. Happy, Lion? You managed to push all the right buttons. Or maybe it was the wrong buttons.

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I spent a little time yesterday listening to the electoral college approval by the joint session of congress. It was a continuation of the Trump sour grapes festival. I was delighted to see that we will probably have a Democratic majority in the senate. Hopefully, we can put the divisive crap behind us. I’m looking forward to a more balanced, peaceful year. This isn’t a political blog. The only reason I decided to mention the (hopefully) last act in the Trump farce is that it’s been a distraction we can all do without.

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We need to do a little readjusting here as well. Our disciplinary relationship has suffered this past year. It isn’t that Mrs. Lion is doing something wrong. Both of us have lost a little of our focus. Part of it is that I haven’t been encouraging Mrs. Lion to use her paddle. Her spankings are effective enough to make me want to avoid them. I know, that’s the way I’m supposed to feel. It seems to me that if I try to avoid being spanked, Mrs. Lion follows my lead.

That’s an unfortunate side effect, and I think Mrs. Lion should see my reluctance to feel her paddle as an incentive to use it more. Maybe her idea of a regular “just because” spanking makes sense. It could serve to focus me. I need to be more aware of her authority. I think she needs to be aware of it too.

I know that when I’m bent over the side of the bed and feeling that authority, I will regret the suggestion and even try to convince her to ease up. I hope she doesn’t listen. I think that this is truly a case of doing something for my own good.

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Last night I was able to get Lion to the edge. I knew I hadn’t the other night but I thought the previous nights I had. I’m not sure now. At any rate, he got there last night and I guess that’s all that matters. Although, he did miss a key part of something I was doing.

While I was sucking him, I was squeezing his balls lightly. At first I was only using my left hand. The right wasn’t in a good position to do it. When I was sure I was on the right track, I shifted to allow my right hand in on the fun. Now each hand had a ball to squeeze. Again, I wasn’t doing it hard and he seemed to be responding to it. I think I edged him three or four times before I gave my weenie a little kiss and left him to recover.

A little while later, I asked him if he liked my squeezing his balls. He said he didn’t notice. Hmmm. He said he was otherwise occupied. Yeah. I get that. But I know he knows when I tickle his balls. You’d think he’d notice when I squeeze them. Maybe he did notice on some level and that’s why it seemed like he was responding. Maybe his brain, depleted of blood flow, couldn’t register it. That’s what I choose to believe.

The other night I was thinking about using clothespins on him. When I started to snuggle with him and test the waters, he bounced right out from under the covers, ready to be sucked. I certainly wasn’t going to discourage him by my need to use clothespins. I don’t have a need to use them. I just figured they’d help him get excited. No harm, no foul. Maybe I just want it on the record that I was prepared to use them. We talked about needing more BDSM. Perhaps Lion has turned a corner and is getting back to his horny self. I like that. But there’s nothing saying we can’t use those clothespins even if he is a horny boy.