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This morning, out of the blue, something popped into my head that I haven’t thought about in many years. A long time ago, Lion and I went to a Black Rose event near D.C. One of the workshops we went to was on water sports. The presenter peed all over her assistant. I have no idea why I thought about it. I didn’t get it then and I don’t get it now. I will say that we tried it once.

I did not pee on Lion. I “made” him drink my pee though. Yup. It still sounds disgusting to me. On the other hand, I’ve heard that if you’re stranded somewhere with no water, you can drink your own urine. But only for about a day. Then it becomes too concentrated with waste. Again, why did I think about this? I have no intention of making Lion drink my pee again. [Lion — Good!]

Maybe, in the back of my mind, if you’re looking for a Freudian reason, I was thinking about being in power. You’d have to have a certain amount of power over someone to pee on them. I guess that’s the “why” of it all. Not why I thought about it. Why someone would allow themselves to be peed on or be made to drink pee. Ultimately, that’s the “why” of most things we do. Nope. I still don’t get it. I tend to balk at people who try to assert power over me. Every day I go to work and I prepare to give in to the latest round of B.S. and less than an hour later I’m fighting it.

I don’t necessarily think I’m sticking up for myself. I’m the person who hears everyone saying things around the office and is willing to ask the questions other people won’t. “I’ve heard X” or “What happens if Y?” I’m the trouble maker who says what no one else will say. Maybe it’s because I don’t have any real power that I don’t understand relinquishing it. I certainly wouldn’t allow someone to pee on me.

In the end, it all comes down to me overthinking things. Why ask why?

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In: Games, Oral Sex

I had an orgasm on Wednesday night. Mrs. Lion was determined to get me off. I had a very good time. She is wonderful at oral sex. It took me a lot longer than I expected. Mrs. Lion had to work very hard. I feel bad about that. She paused a couple of times to ask me if I was close. Sadly, I wasn’t but she soldiered on. What a trouper!

She wrote that my moving during sex causes her problems. I remember that she mentioned this once before. Even though I’ve been aware of it, I can’t remember moving. I don’t know if I can fix it. Maybe if she stops when I move and tells me to be still, I can learn. Way back in my past, a couple of former lovers used to play a game with me. They would tell me that I can’t move when they jerked me off. If I moved, they stopped. I don’t know if I actually didn’t move, but I tried very hard. Maybe Mrs. Lion can try this form of training.

I never suggested that game to my partners. I also know that I didn’t move much. I’ve wondered if many women like this sort of play. Maybe it’s why I’m a bottom now. At the time I thought it was odd that they wanted me still. I believed I didn’t move. Ironically, I was never challenged this way during oral sex. Go figure.

Do women like using sex for gentle, control play? It is using something I want a lot, particularly when aroused and in the middle of being sexually stimulated. I was both puzzled and enjoyed the play. I believed that I was quiet and still while being stimulated. I never tried a similar game on a female partner. I enjoyed the hips moving and cool noises too much to suppress them, even in fun. It seems that Mrs. Lion has a good reason to play this cruel little game with me. If it makes giving me oral sex easier, I’m all for it.

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I have a freshly orgasmed Lion. Well, he’s a little stale. It’s been almost 24 hours. He waited eleven days, which doesn’t seem like a long time, but we had some challenges this time around. I hope that’s behind us now and things will settle down.

I do have one issue, however. I’ve mentioned before that Lion tends to move his hips as he gets closer to the edge. I guess it’s a glass half empty sort of thing. I get a little indication that he’s getting closer. But I also get a change in angle of his penis in my mouth. I thought I was far enough up last night. I even readjusted to make sure. Either I slid down or he moved even more than other times. It’s not a huge deal, but it does add some stress to my neck and whether my teeth stay behind my lips. I’d think the teeth thing would be of particular concern to him. Who wants to get bitten during oral sex? I know. There are probably people out there who do. I’m willing to bet Lion isn’t one of them.

Once I noticed him doing it a few weeks ago, I solved the problem by holding his balls. If I’m pulling down, he’s less likely to move up. I thought this was a brilliant fix. The problem is that I don’t always want to pull on his balls. Sometimes I like to tickle them. Sometimes I like to move my finger around like I’m heading for his asshole. Both might increase his squirming.

I have no idea why he’d suddenly start doing it. Or did he suddenly start doing it? Maybe he’s been doing it all along and I’ve just noticed it now. Did I change something that makes what he’s doing more pronounced? Clearly, more information is needed. I guess he’ll have to let me suck him more. Poor thing. I’m sure he hates being the subject of my experiments. (Did I roll my eyes out loud?)

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Thanks to Hulu and other streaming services, it’s possible to go back and watch TV series from the beginning. We’ve been doing this with some of our favorites. One of the longest-running TV shows is “Law and Order SVU.” We’ve watched it steadily over the years. We went back and watched the show from the beginning. Holy shit! The first two seasons are amazing. The stories are incredible. The acting is wonderful. As time went by, the scripts became less and less exciting. The actors often phoned in their roles. Don’t get me wrong. The shows are still good. But they are mere shadows of the earlier episodes. I suppose every series eventually jumps the shark.*

We are less than 100 posts from our 5,000th. I wonder if we aren’t also fading away. Our lives aren’t filled with dramatic new episodes every day. Our posts often cover ground we wrote about in the past. Very few blogs have this many posts. Mrs. Lion and I are aware that our content is relatively tame compared with our writing several years ago. Maybe we should retire or perhaps write less.

We’ve discussed our options. Both of us still want to write nearly every day. It adds something to our lives when we share in real-time. Unlike some other bloggers, we don’t analyze reader statistics to determine which topics draw the most readers. I note how many people visit our site. That number varies within a fairly small range. Lately, it appears that spanking posts draw more visitors. In the past, chastity and sex seemed to be our main attraction.

Since we have nothing to sell other than my book, it doesn’t matter how many people visit. I value the comments and mentions on other blogs the most. I’ve learned from readers. When you take the time to talk to us, there is a real sense of satisfaction. A few people comment on every post. While we don’t respond to everyone, we both appreciate the insights we get.

If there is value in what we write,  I think it is the chance to follow us as we evolve in our particular kinks. Since we write daily, watching us make mistakes, learn lessons, and grow as a couple is possible. It also gives us a chance to share what we have learned. It isn’t that we have found the ideal path to happiness. We’re happy together. We were before we started and I hope that we stay this way for life.

I’m not sure how we will mark our 5,000th post. It is a major milestone in the world of blogging. It’s also notable in that it represents nearly eight years of our sexual history. Our every orgasm, spanking, and sexual activity is documented here. Nothing has been omitted. We’ve documented all of our failures and frustrations as well as triumphs and joys. This is unique.

I think the most interesting aspect of all this blogging is the ability to watch our evolution. We’ve gone from barely-felt spankings to true adult discipline. I’ve been trained to wait as long as Mrs. Lion wants until I get to ejaculate. She has full control. We are a male chastity poster couple. Mrs. Lion has evolved into a disciplinary wife who delivers domestic discipline. Over the last couple of months, I’ve sometimes written my daily posts while sitting on a sore bottom.

We decided to add male chastity and domestic discipline to our marriage. We also decided to create a blog to document our progress. I’m very proud to say that we have done that. We face significant obstacles, and we have worked hard to overcome them. I hope our blog hasn’t jumped the shark. We have a lot more living to do.

*Jump the shark is an expression that refers to the point in a television show’s history when it loses its way. The expression comes from an episode of “Happy Days” when the Fonz does a water-ski jump over a shark. The series never recovered after that episode.