It’s 2021 at last! In less than a month Donald Trump will become a bad memory. I’m hoping that memory will fade fast. Nothing has happened on the sexual front (or back) in about a week. I’m fine with that. I’ve managed to avoid punishment, though it was close at times. New Year’s Eve was very quiet. That’s no surprise. We never do much then. I haven’t made any resolutions other than to attempt to survive. One day I hope to eat in a restaurant again. That would be a welcome change. I’d even enjoy getting out of the house. It’s been weeks since I’ve been outside. I haven’t had pants on in about a month. Chalk it off to hibernation.

I am very excited that my first book is available in paperback form right now. The Kindle version will release on Monday (you can preorder now). This is the first time I have promoted anything I’ve done here on the blog. Mrs. Lion and Julie of strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com helped me immensely. I am very grateful to them.

Obviously, I do a lot of writing. We are in our eighth year here. Our 5,000th post will publish before June. That’s a lot of writing. Even with all this blogging, I was unprepared for the challenge of creating fiction. A typical book is between 80 and 90 thousand words. It’s not easy keeping the plot and characters straight in 350 pages of text. Mrs. Lion and Julie caught my slips. Anyway, I’m learning a new skill. It took a while to learn to write a daily post. It is going to take me more than one book to come close to mastering fiction writing.

I’ve started the second book in the series. It’s going slow right now. Like blogging, writing of any kind requires consistent, daily effort. I try to write one post here and at least 10 pages of fiction every day. It’s my job. Consistency is critical for me. That also holds true in the other areas of my life. Our domestic discipline has been neglected. Neither of us seems to feel motivated. On Friday, I got some sauce on my t-shirt. Admittedly, it was on the very bottom; the part you would tuck in if you wore pants. When I informed Mrs. Lion, I got an “Mmmmf.” I absolutely wasn’t looking for a spanking. I was surprised that I didn’t even get a warning. Mrs. Lion must be tired of it too.

I’m not inclined to lobby for more punishments. They hurt. On the other hand, are we letting our disciplinary relationship wither on the vine? Both of us are good at that. We should either continue consistently or decide to stop for a while or forever. It’s something to talk about this new year.

We both fell asleep watching TV last night. We were awake again at 10ish to give the dog her ice cream. Lion sort of snoozed off and on. Then he got up, did some things, and 2021 rolled in while we were apart. No big deal. We’d had our New Year’s toast at dinner. I don’t think we had really planned to watch the ball drop in New York or the ridiculously pathetic display Seattle puts on. When Lion came back to bed, he discovered we missed midnight together. So our kiss was delayed by ten minutes. At least we kissed and finally got rid of 2020.

We had a big lunch yesterday that translated into dinner being delayed. And it was a big dinner. We had a festive steak and potatoes dinner with a salad and a bottle of prosecco, hence our toast. Afterwards, we were too full to consider doing anything. We did snuggle a little bit but that was as far as it went. I have three days off. Today, I plan to vegetate and then cut Lion’s hair. Waxing will happen tomorrow. The table is all cleared off and the wax is ready to melt. Operation yank-the-hairs-out-of-Lion is a go. I can’t promise I’ll be able to do both sides of him in one session, which is why I’m starting tomorrow. Sunday can be day two if necessary.

I’m hoping the waxing will help turn Lion on. Not necessarily the yanking of hairs itself but the additional attention to an oiled weenie. However, I think the process does turn him on in some respects. I’m taking care of my “property”. He wants to be bare and I’m supporting him by waxing him. It is a very intimate thing to do. I wonder if he went to a waxing place would he get aroused by all the touching? I know he had laser hair removal done. Did he find that arousing? [Lion — Laser hair removal hurts and I wasn’t turned on.] I think I would find it embarrassing. But Lion doesn’t need to be embarrassed at home. I certainly don’t mind if he gets aroused. In fact, I encourage it.

Once he’s got his smooth body back, I won’t get my nose tickled when I suck him.

Happy New Year! At least I hope it will be happier than last year. 2020 was difficult for us. COVID got me furloughed in April and I’m still not back at work. I decided to see if I could start a new career as a writer. My first effort is a romance/adventure novel. The Kindle version is available for preorder on Amazon. Release date is this coming Tuesday. It’s called Fan Mail. Hopefully, it will generate enough money to help us survive. This is my first attempt at fiction. I set the price very low, just $2.99 for the Kindle edition. The paperback is $12.99.

It’s a little unusual. The main characters are Leslie Peters, an actress who stars in a popular sitcom, and Steve Bash, a consultant from Seattle. He sends her a fan letter and she decides to reply. Together, they discover that when she is in charge, particularly in bed, both are happy. There is some spanking and lots of girl-on-top sex. I had a great time writing it.

If you decide to read it, please go back to the listing and review it. Aside from stroking my ego, positive reviews help a book sell. Face it, having me pitch you a book is a lot nicer than listening to me try to sell you Amway. This isn’t my first career pivot. I’ve made a few in my life. I’ve also been on both sides of the paddle. I don’t know if blogging counts. If it does, this blog has given me a lot of practice writing. Fan Mail is my first crack at fiction, though some of the scenes come from my own life. I won’t say which.

This post is from my shameless self promotion department. If you have a blog, I would be grateful if you could mention my book. I’ll be back to my usual weirdness tomorrow. Thank you!