I am overtired. We were up almost all night with our dog. She went to the vet yesterday and got a pain shot. When she got home, she wouldn’t settle down. She paced through the house and panted. This continued all night and into the morning. She also pooped in the house a few times even though she has access to outside.
I want to blame the meds, but there could be another explanation. Her behavior is like Canine Cognitive Dysfunction. This is a doggy version of dementia. Maybe it was induced by the meds, or she has the disease. She will be 9 in three weeks. That is a bit young for this disease. Anyway, Mrs. Lion and I are very tired and worried. Our dog is very important to us both.
Because I am very worried about the pup, you may want to take this post with a grain of salt. Anyway, I’ve been looking for more interesting blogs by practicing domestic discipline (the male being disciplined) and general BDSM. In years gone by, a good source has been the blog lists on other bloggers’ sites. We have one in the right column. There are a couple of aggregators: sheheld.blogspot.com and keyheld.blogspot.com. Unfortunately, I come up dry on them.
Their owners are apparently abandoning an increasing number of blogs. I have no idea why. Is there a new platform for writing that I haven’t found? I admit that I prefer the Web. Navigation is easy and sensible. I find Instagram unfathomable. So, either the web is becoming obsolete in favor of another platform, or we don’t have many people writing about things I want to read.
Some of the so-called bloggers publish stupid memes with no commentary. Here is an example of the worst. It could be that I’ve become a curmudgeon of sex bloggers, the Andy Rooney of kink. That would be an interesting turn of events. Who knows? Maybe I have been evolving that way for some time.
Part of the issue is that all the years that Mrs. Lion has been doing this stuff has taught us many lessons, and I am impatient with people who don’t get it. More likely, I am more set in my ways. I am not claiming that we have “arrived.” We are still evolving rapidly. We still experiment, looking to optimize our experiences.
Eight years ago, if you asked me what we would be working on eight years in the future, I doubt I would have guessed spanking style. Mrs. Lion has consistently worked to make my spanking experience as painful and long-lasting as possible. This required her to harden herself against bruising me and making me bleed. She has evolved into a true DWC spanker. She is still working on it.
I would say that her exploration of technique and frequency is our current educational effort. Thursday night, I got another just because spanking. It ran for about ten minutes, and there was blood and a lot of yelping. I hated it from end to end. It hurt to sit on Friday morning. Mrs. Lion focused on my most tender areas. She used the mean, blue paddle inside my crack. She spent a lot of time working there. I yelped from the first swat. Boy, did I want to get away.
She has established a twice-a-week schedule for just because spanking. I will be spanked on Mondays and Thursdays. Aside from helping her perfect her technique, we want to see if this frequency will sharpen her hunting skills and cause her to enforce more than just the simple rules.
Knowing that a spanking is never more than three days away may help me focus on my behavior as well. The Monday and Thursday Spankings are not substitutes for actual punishment. If I get in trouble on any day other than Monday or Thursday, I will get spanked that day in addition to the scheduled beatings. If the punishment falls on Monday or Thursday, Mrs. Lion will add at least five minutes to the ten-minute schedule spanking. I have a strong incentive to avoid making things worse.
It may turn out that twice-a-week spankings are too much. We won’t know that for some time. I sense that Mrs. Lion was right setting up that schedule. It may seem excessive, but I guess time will tell. In the meantime, it might toughen my hide and stop the bleeding. It also may do the trick in terms of our disciplinary relationship. You have to admit, it may be weird, but it isn’t boring.