Mrs. Lion is doing the lioness share of dog care. Other than middle-of-the-night trips outside, our puppy has been very good. I’ve had her when Mrs. Lion is working. So far, it hasn’t been bad caring for her. I have no illusions. When the pup gets a few weeks older, she will be into everything. Hopefully, by then, she will be crate trained and can be given timeouts.
We still seem to be on a one-thing-a-night routine. Friday night, it was dinner out. That took sex off the table. I’m not saying there wasn’t a good reason. It’s just an observation that has been holding for a long time. There is only one exception: spanking. On nights that I’m spanked, I may also get some sexual play. It isn’t consistent, but it does happen. I understand that life intrudes and can get in our way. I wish it wouldn’t happen so often.
I’m not asking for an orgasm. Mrs. Lion has made it clear that I won’t get one of those for some time. I want sexual activity. While a “just because” spanking may recharge my sexual battery, it isn’t sex. Mrs. Lion wrote about waxing me. It’s certainly due. I’m not really hairy. Between the laser treatments and waxings, I only have a small patch of thin hair above my penis and some long, stray hairs on my balls. Other areas that I can see are also nearly hairless. According to Mrs. Lion, I do have a crop of fur on my butt. I guess that will be waxed out next week.
As you probably guessed, I’m horny. That is no surprise. Since I can’t get myself off, Mrs. Lion likes me to want sex. She knows that she is my only outlet and enjoys teasing me. Would it be as much fun for her if I could masturbate? It would be a lot less work. As far as I’m concerned, it would be less fun. When nothing is happening, of course, it’s no fun. At times like this, “less fun” would be an improvement. No, it wouldn’t. I would get annoyed. My lioness is the only good solution. So I wait.
