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In: Domestic discipline

In my post yesterday, I mentioned that Mrs. Lion has only been spanking me for not setting up the coffee pot. She doesn’t punish me for any other infractions, even if I point them out. Wouldn’t you know it, I forgot to set up the coffee pot for Sunday morning. She immediately informed me that I was going to be spanked. This proves my point.

What makes the coffee pot offense unique? I think it is because it is a binary crime. The coffee pot is either ready in the morning or it isn’t. There is no margin of error. The only decisions Mrs. Lion has to make are when to spank me and how severely to paddle me. Other offenses involve some level of judgment. Should I get spanked for a few drops of gravy on the hem of my shirt? Did I really interrupt rudely?  You get the idea.

I don’t understand why this has become problematic after all this time. I know that other disciplinary couples face similar issues. For example, in at least one case I’ve read, the disciplinary wife was warning when she used to punish. At times, she didn’t even warn her husband. Is it disciplinary fatigue? I suppose that’s possible. Or, is it something more serious: a sort of crisis of confidence? I wonder if that isn’t part of the issue here. I’ve suggested that Mrs. Lion could extend her binary approach to less black and white issues. That’s easier said than done. I don’t think the issue is a problem with spanking me. Mrs. Lion has no problem wielding her paddle.

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It might come down to her sense of fairness. She might be overthinking decisions regarding punishing me. For example, it’s easy to find reasons that I didn’t interrupt. Maybe I thought Mrs. Lion was finished expressing her thought. That could be true. If it is, then wouldn’t it be unfair to punish me for that? I imagine she thinks it would be. I disagree. If I step on something she is about to say, isn’t that my fault for not leaving enough time for her to continue? I may not be rude, but I would certainly be overanxious.

My point is that we’ve reached a difficult point. Mrs. Lion seems unable to make decisions like that. She can deal with physical omissions like the coffee pot. I don’t think that any advice I can offer will help her with this. All I can do is point out my observation and repeat that I won’t be wounded if I get some possibly unfair spankings. I understand how difficult her role can be.

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In: Body Waxing, Mrs Lion Comments, Rules, Spanking

When I brought breakfast into the bedroom this morning, I asked Lion if a spanked butt would hurt more when it was waxed. He said it probably would and wondered why I asked. Great question. The answer: he forgot to set up the coffee pot again. He thought he did it. I saw differently. Tie goes to the Lioness.

All of this comes on the heels of Lion’s question yesterday about whether our domestic discipline is still functioning. I didn’t swat him for spilling on his shirt the other day. The only thing I’ve been punishing him for is the coffee pot. I can’t tell you why I’ve been so lax. Maybe I should regularly take one of our punishment days and make it into a I-know-you’ve-done-something day. It wouldn’t be a maintenance spanking per se. It would be for all the times I should have punished him and didn’t. Since I know I miss things, and he might miss them too, this could work. However, it wouldn’t do Lion any good because there isn’t a specific “crime” for him to try to avoid in the future. He can’t swear at the coffee pot, for example. If anything, it helps get us back in the swing of things. Well, it gets me back in the swing of things. I’m not sure Lion was ever out of it.

Yesterday I waxed the front side of the Lion. My lower back has been cramping up on me for about a week, so I had to stop after the last touch ups were done. The wax is melting already and we’ve just watched our team actually win a game. As idiotic as it sounds, with a 6-10 record, if Washington loses tonight the Giants win the NFC East. Of course, they’ll lose the first playoff game because, with a 6-10 record, they obviously suck but being the division champs is still nice.

I’m not really sure if I’ll spank Lion before I wax him. It was just a fun way to point out his transgression. I think he really does need to put a spy cam in the kitchen. It could save his butt.

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In: Female led relationship with discipline, Male Chastity

In so many ways 2020 is a year we all want to forget. Our 100-year plague struck as COVID-19. Everything changed. Here in the US, the complete lack of national leadership made us the most severely impacted country in the world. I’m out of work as a direct result of the pandemic. The term “pivot” has come into popular use to describe the ways we adapt to the disease. 2021 isn’t shaping up much better. We have a new president. He’s a political hack, but at least he cares about the country. There is a good chance that he will appoint good people and clean up the mess that the worst president in American history has made.

2020 was also the year I had the least orgasms since we began tracking. It was 33 versus 51 for 2019. I’m not sure that means anything. Some people think that the lower that number goes, the better I’m under female control. I totally disagree. That implies that the objective of male chastity is to eliminate ejaculation. That makes absolutely no sense to me.

You don’t demonstrate control by extinguishing something. You have control when you decide when the male gets to come. Mrs. Lion has absolute control over me in that area. I haven’t had a single orgasm that she didn’t supply. That’s control! If she believes I don’t need to ejaculate more than once every ten to fourteen days then that’s what I get. In 2020, my average was an orgasm every eleven days. All were either handjobs or oral. Since June, all but one was oral. I think it’s hot that my sex life is controlled this way. Essentially, I’m milked on a regular basis that doesn’t require my input. That’s the essence of male chastity. I like losing control.

2020 was also a year that our disciplinary relationship changed a bit. Mrs. Lion has been less focused on our FLR. Her routines have changed. She is working from home and hasn’t developed the rhythm she had when she commuted. She is less inclined to punish me for anything other than forgetting to set up the coffee pot. I haven’t been punished for anything else in months. I would like to say that I didn’t do anything else wrong, but that’s not true. She seems less inclined to be a disciplinary wife lately. Part of the reason for this might be that she hasn’t been feeling as well as usual. Part may be inertia.

I’ve also noticed that male chastity devices seem more popular. I’m basing this on pictures I’ve seen on twitter and other social media. Most of the devices appear to be the cheap Chinese cages. Every single one I’ve seen are too big for the penis inside it, some by more than an inch. I suppose that’s inevitable. In case you know someone who doesn’t get it, remind him that the end of the cage should always be in firm contact with the head of the penis.

Perhaps 2021 will be a better year in that respect. Maybe my ejaculate production will be allowed to go up as well. I doubt that. I hope that we can get back to the much more active disciplinary relationship that we had before. I think we were both happier. Stay tuned.

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In: Edging, Mrs Lion Comments

I was finally able to get Lion to the edge last night. Yay! It’s been a long time. Well, he had an orgasm on Christmas eve so I guess you could argue that it hasn’t been too long. But I didn’t edge him that night. It took so long to get him anywhere near the edge, I just decided to give him an orgasm. Last night he had an erection, I thought he was starting to lose it and then he came back to make it to the edge. And I edged him a few times for good measure. Maybe my horny Lion is back.

Lion got his hair cut just before dinner. He was watching a movie and snoozing a bit in the afternoon. I joined him and snoozed myself for a bit. Around 5:30 I asked if it was too late for his hair cut. He said it’s never too late. I’m sure I could make an argument for 10 pm being too late, but whatever. While I cooked dinner, he took a shower to wash all the little bits of hair off. I didn’t hear any grumbles so I guess I did a good job. Today, I’ll get the rest of the hair taken care of and then he’ll be manscaped from head to toe. Maybe not his lower legs, though. I’m still not sure I like his lower legs bare. I don’t know if that’s because they look funny or if it’s because it’s a pain in the neck to wax his lower legs. Maybe it’s a little of both.

So far the Box o’Fun is still on the back burner. Clearly, he didn’t need it last night. That doesn’t mean he won’t ever need it, of course. I’m wondering if my good luck at edging him was, at least in part, due to the fact that I was squeezing his balls. I had my finger and thumb around his sack and I was tugging on his balls – just light stretching. Then I started to squeeze them a little. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I wanted him to know I had his balls in my hand. They were, for that moment, mine to do with what I wanted. I know they always are, but I literally had his life in my hands. He seemed to respond when I squeezed them. Once I knew he was on his way to the edge, I changed tactics and tickled them. He loves that. [Lion — I adore my balls tickled! A finger or two up my ass is nice too.]

With any luck, I’ll be able to get him to the edge tonight too. I look forward to having my horny Lion back.