I am taking a break from mowing the lawn. It was so high that we would have lost a puppy in it. It also looked horrible. It’s 80 here right now. There was no way I could have been out there in 100-degree weather. I’m not sure I’ll have the energy to do weed whacking, but at least most of the ugly will be gone.

I didn’t spank Lion last night. I intended to. I wanted him to sit on sore buns at the casino. We both fell asleep, and then we were trying to get to the Department Of Licensing to request a duplicate copy of the truck’s title, but they close at 4, so we wouldn’t have made it anyway. I’ll swat him tonight for sure and then Thursday night, so his buns will be sore for the trip to get the puppy on Friday. I spanked him before the last trip, but he said the seats in the car are too soft for him to feel it. Either I have to hit harder or give him something uncomfortable to sit on in the car.

The other night it took Lion quite a while to get to the edge. I almost gave up a few times, thinking he wasn’t going to make it. I wasn’t uncomfortable, so I kept going. He had a very nice orgasm with lots of tasty Lion cream for me. It’s always nice to be rewarded for a job well done. Maybe he’ll be ready for more action after his spanking. At the very least, we can snuggle, and I can give my weenie some attention. Even if he won’t get hard, my weenie likes attention. My balls do too, although they don’t alert me when they’re having fun.

Okay. Back to the lawn. I should have plenty of time to rest up before I have to bring out the spanking bench.

Thursday night was a little surprising. Mrs. Lion didn’t feel up to spanking me. I suppose that means she will probably be ready tonight (Friday) or Saturday. I was happy she chose to wait. She also gave me wonderful oral sex that included an orgasm–more good news. We plan to go to the casino this weekend for our free dinners. Never reject free food!

On top of that, we have to start getting ready for our new arrival. We will be picking her up next Friday. It’s been nine years since Daisy was a pup. Willow is coming to us at eight weeks, just like Daisy. We are struggling with what we have learned about spaying her. Recent studies have revealed that spaying a golden retriever at any age dramatically increases the chances of joint problems and cancer later in life. We were led to believe that if we wait until she is six months old, there is less likelihood of these problems. Apparently, this isn’t the case. We have to weigh the risks of accidental pregnancy against the increased probability of joint disease and cancer.

At lunchtime on Friday, a van pulled up and delivered a nice bouquet. We were both puzzled about where it came from. It was from the vet and the Seattle Veterinary Specialties hospital where Daisy spent her last day. We were very touched and shed some tears. Wow! How thoughtful.

This has nothing to do with male chastity. It’s just another chapter in our little soap opera. Since I’m unspanked and sexually satisfied, my inclination is to snooze in the shade. Speaking of which, the insane heat disappeared as suddenly as it arrived. Daytime highs are in the 70’s again. People from our part of the world are weather wimps.

Since this post is a miscellany, I wonder about how many other males have no pubic hair. It’s been so long since I’ve had any. I can’t remember what I looked like when furry. There seems to be a trend for women to let their pits grow out. I’m not too fond of it. There, I said it! I have a strong preference for hairless pubes and pits. Aren’t you glad I let you know?

useful hacks

If you use Microsoft Office 365, there is a free program that lets you preview future versions. It’s the Office Insider program. I like it a lot. If you do a web search for it, you can get instructions on how to join. The current version has a word/sentence completing feature in Outlook that I love. Unlike Apple’s, it’s very smart. It shows you what it thinks is right in light grey. If you agree, hit the tab key, and it fills it in. Cool!

If you write, there is a great tool that provides excellent, real-time proofreading. It’s called Grammarly. There is a useful free version and a paid upgrade that is nothing short of spectacular. Give it a try. It installs itself into browsers and Office. This tool keeps the blog clean and grammatical.

Windows 11 is coming soon. If you belong to Windows Insider, you can get a preview version that is probably not stable enough to be on the PC you use all the time. This program offers several levels based on how much tolerance you have for bugs. I use the highest level, which is the prerelease version. This is the version of Windows installed on my machine when I worked for Microsoft. It’s stable and has nice preview features. Soon, a stable version of Windows 11 will be available. I think it is a nice improvement of Win 10.

Male sex toy hacks

I’ve been evaluating male sex toys for many years. I seem to be immune to almost all of them. I’ve tried everything from Fleshlights to Autoblow. None got me off. Only two are pretty reliable in giving me orgasms: the Magic Wand vibrator and the Venus 2000. You probably know about the Magic Wand. A cordless version costs about $125. It’s the gold standard of vibrators.

The Venus 2000 (may have a different name now) is made by the guy who makes the Sybian female sex-machine. The Venus device uses a vacuum pump and a rubber sleeve inside a larger plastic cylinder. It accurately simulates a blow job. It took me a while to work out exactly how to set it up. It needs tunings for your particular penis. Once set correctly, it feels wonderful and got me off every time. I used this device years ago.

There is a new crop of male vibrating toys. They are based on super magnet vibrating motors. These motors deliver a much stronger force than traditional toys. They rival the Magic Wand in some cases. These toys, like the Jett (search for it), deliver excellent stimulation. They aren’t cheap and never worked for me. Your experience may be different.

Male sex toys, called “masturbators” in the trade, are designed to stimulate that area on your penis just under the head—some like the Fleshlight attempt to duplicate the feel of a mouth, anus, or vagina. There are lots of these toys out there, but they aren’t very different from one another. Mrs. Lion provides my only reliable way of getting off. She’s perfect!

Willow at 6 1/2 weeks. She is sweet and likes to snuggle.

We are both very excited about our new puppy. She is arriving at the end of next week when she will be eight weeks old. The breeder isn’t a professional kennel. It’s an individual with years of dog breeding experience. This litter is her first of golden retrievers. I think she did a good job of learning about the breed. Both parents have received genetic testing and examinations for the common problems the breed faces. Our wonderful dog Daisy suffered from most of them. We wanted to be sure that we wouldn’t get another puppy with such heartbreaking issues.

Her name is Willow. We got to meet her and her mother on Wednesday. Both are perfect! Mrs. Lion wanted to take home two puppies. I’m very worried about having just one. I’ll be home with her during the day. I’m not as good at getting around as I used to be. It will be a challenge managing a frisky puppy. I’m sure it will work out well. We both have a lifetime of experience living with dogs. Willow is an English Cream colored golden. It’s a new and popular color. Her parents came from Europe.

On the lion side of the agenda, Mrs. Lion is sticking to her guns when it comes to twice-weekly spankings. The weather has cooled off here, and she will be much more comfortable blistering my butt. I won’t be comfortable at all. I have a couple of slightly tender spots. As Mrs. Lion likes to say, “Oh, well.” Humph!

Her technique is improving. Coverage is extending to areas that were previously untouched. I can truly feel the difference. She spent a little more time spreading my crack and spanking inside. She also got my perineum. Ouch! She is definitely “improving.” Poor me!

She gave me oral attention on Wednesday night. I was easily aroused but had a very hard time getting to the edge. Mrs. Lion will try again after my spanking. It’s fun even if I don’t have an orgasm.

Lion’s butt after Tuesday spanking. Click image to view larger.

Yesterday was a long day of driving. It always amazes me how bad traffic can get in some spots. Our helpful navigation did manage to save us roughly fifteen minutes by taking us off the highway, onto a long off-ramp, and back onto the same highway further upstream. Of course, the drive was worth it to see puppies. The plan is to pick Willow up next Friday, so we’ll have the whole weekend to get her adjusted, and my boss has agreed to let me work from home for a few days as a sort of pawternity leave to help Lion. Good thing my boss is a dog nut too.

Last night Lion said maybe our schedule of just because spankings are too close together. I did delay the last one because of the heat. Maybe I should do it every three days rather than sticking to actual punishment days. My concern is that I’ll forget what day I’m on, and he won’t get his bottom swatted. I need to have things clearly defined, or I don’t stick to it. However, assuming I don’t need to delay, spanking him on Monday and Thursday spaces it out nicely. If he’d remember the coffee pot, he wouldn’t get extra time added.

Speaking of the coffee pot, I was willing to let him slide on setting up the coffee pot last night. We left the house at around 7:30 am and didn’t get home until around 7:30 pm. I was tired. I figured he was tired. His routine of having another cup of coffee was interrupted. That’s usually what makes him forget. But there he was, while I was making a salad for dinner, putting the coffee pot together. He’s a good boy…sometimes.

Depending on how I feel when I get home, I could whomp Lion early tonight. That way, he’d have to sit up on his sore buns to eat. We used to have a board with tread tape on it that I’d make him sit on after a spanking. I wonder where that is. I haven’t made him sit on something rough after a spanking in a long time. That may have to change. Remember those beaded car seat covers? I don’t think that would feel very good on a freshly swatted butt. Hmmm.

I tried to get him to the edge last night. I don’t think I was particularly successful. I know it felt good. I know he was getting close. I don’t know how close. Not close enough, obviously. I would have given him an orgasm if he’d gotten that far. Oh well. There’s always tonight.