I know it’s a bad idea, but I let Lion off the hook for his “just because” spanking. If I do it tonight, it will just throw off Thursday’s spanking. We’ve just been so tired. Lion has been snoozing a lot. I don’t normally snooze, but getting through a workday has become incredibly difficult. By the time I get home, I’m wide awake and able to deal with the energetic puppy but then the physical tiredness kicks in. If I can get the dog to sleep all the way through the night, we might feel better. I have two theories on our exhaustion. One is that we might have a mild case of COVID, but it doesn’t make sense that the only symptom we have is fatigue. The other is that the puppy makes just enough noise overnight, so it invades our sleep even if it doesn’t fully wake us up. She thinks we’d all do better if she was allowed to sleep in bed with us.

Since we’ve been tired, we haven’t been playing. I didn’t break out the bondage gear as promised. Pulling it out of the packages might have been all the activity I could muster. Still, about 9:30, Lion asked if I wanted to snuggle. When I did, he scooched over and said he was subtle. I guess I shouldn’t have been too surprised. He’d taken a few naps. His battery had to be at least a little recharged. Once I ventured far enough, I found a hard weenie. Nice!

I gave him the first part of a handjob. I tried to mimic how he did it when he masturbated for me. That’s the reason I wanted him to do it all those years ago. Where does he grip? How fast does he move? Even though I’d been giving him handjobs all along, I wanted to see what the expert did. After all, he’s the one who knows what feels best.

I got him all riled up and then left him hanging. Nope. I didn’t try to get him to the edge. I got the motor warmed up and left it idling. He was disappointed. Hey. It’s my prerogative. My weenie, my decision. Nothing says I have to try for the edge every time. It’s not like I haven’t done this before. I get it. He wanted more. He usually wants more, but I’m the mean old Lioness who never, ever gives him orgasms. The nerve!

This morning I was wondering if I should have told him no last night. We had an experiment where he would ask for sex, and I was supposed to say no. Every so often, he does it, and I say no. He usually doesn’t phrase it as snuggling, though. I didn’t want to deny him anyway. We haven’t been doing anything, and I wanted to play, even if it was just a bit. I may go a little further tonight. Hint, hint. [Lion — Oh boy!]

The new puppy is wearing Mrs. Lion out. She needs a middle-of-the-night out, and I’m not reliable enough walking to provide that safely. Fortunately, this will stop very soon. The pup is eleven weeks old today. By this time next week, she should be able to get through the night without a pee break. All the puppy attention is taking a toll on us. Mrs. Lion hasn’t gone near my penis in days. She tells me it’s because I am tired and sleep during the evening. In fact, she let me delay my “just because” spanking for that reason.

One of the biggest problems with one-way sex is that Mrs. Lion feels no biological imperative to interact sexually. It’s purely altruistic on her part. She feels no need to make something happen no matter how long it has been since my last orgasm. In fact, the last time, I waited 22 days before she got me off.

This isn’t all her fault. Even when she wanted sex for herself, she didn’t like initiating things. Now that she isn’t interested, it’s obviously very hard for her to do much more than snuggle and fondle my penis. If I get aroused, she offers oral sex. I’m sure you won’t be surprised to learn that I don’t refuse.

It isn’t up to her to get me interested. Sadly, I don’t seem able to do it on my own either. It’s a cooperative effort. We haven’t worked out a reliable way to get started. BDSM helps, especially if Mrs. Lion doesn’t take no for an answer. She will usually retreat if I don’t want that butt plug or dildo up my ass. She won’t tie up my balls or apply IcyHot if I object. Ironically, she has no trouble spanking me, no matter how much I might grumble.

All those activities are for me. Her reasoning, except spanking, is that if I don’t want them, she shouldn’t do them. That’s reasonable, but probably not the best idea for me. I will never be doing the happy dance when I learn she will be stretching my anus. Similarly, I don’t eagerly anticipate my balls on fire or painfully pinched with clothespins.

lion's tied balls
One of Mrs. Lion’s favorites. She loves to tie my balls tightly and separated.

Mrs. Lion isn’t all that excited about doing those things to me. None of them turn her on. She gets some satisfaction from spanking me. It’s a lioness version of arts and crafts. She can creatively turn my bottom red and bruise in ways that make me wince for days. She gets to try different ways of doing this. CBT and anal play don’t offer the challenges that might motivate her to do them more often.

I suppose they could. Anal play offers the challenges of training me to accept larger objects and to be pegged. Like a spanking, this is an acquired taste. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t dream about pegging me with a large dildo. There may be ways she can actually anticipate BDSM play with me. It may not be as much fun as an ice cream sundae, but there could be a sense of a job well done.

That’s how I approached topping. It didn’t always turn me on to torture a cute female. I enjoyed watching her learn to accept and then enjoy the things I did to her. In fact, seeing the changes almost always turned me on and gave me an incentive to help her learn more. The best thing about topping for me was helping my partner discover new ways to have fun. It was particularly good when those things were activities she was sure she would hate. Just sayin’.

Lion’s new cuffs

Shhh. It’s a secret. Rather than tearing things apart (the puppy is doing a good job of that all by herself) looking for restraints, I decided to buy some more. I reasoned that you could never have enough. So I went on Amazon and found some wrist and ankle restraints. Actually, I think they’re for an exercise machine, but they looked like they’d work. I also bought some straps with ratchets to secure said restraints to the bed. The ones we had are red. The new ones are bright green. I guess that’s so you don’t lose your Lion once he’s tied down.

I haven’t told Lion I bought them because we’ve both been so tired. He nods off more than usual. I even nod off, and I don’t usually do that. Darn puppy. It’s like having a baby: three o’clock feedings and diaper changes. I want to be snuggled. I want to play. She needs to figure out the difference between day and night, just like a baby.

New straps.

The reason I bought restraints is that I know myself. I’ll say I’m going to look for the restraints, and I won’t. It’s easier to buy more. When they came the other day, I was prepared to show them to Lion. A whole bunch of snoozing later, I decided it wasn’t meant to be. Tonight I’ll bring them out and tell him he’s being strapped down. If he’s tired, he can just snooze in that position.

Last night I gave Lion a choice between having his “just because” spanking or pushing it off till today with two minutes added to the timer. I don’t know if he pushed it off because he was tired (he kept saying he was tired) or if he thought I wanted to push it off. I would have done it if he had chosen last night. I wasn’t that tired. Tonight is just as well. I get to add two more minutes of whomping time. Of course, I can swat for longer than 12 minutes. I may go for overall redness and some bruising. That should wake him up.

I am scheduled to be spanked tonight. It’s another of Mrs. Lion’s “Just Because” spankings. It’s intended to recharge our disciplinary relationship. We can easily succumb to inertia and lapse back to our pre-domestic-discipline selves. That would be unfortunate. Mrs. Lion is just getting to the point when she will punish me for meaningful offenses.

Domestic discipline in our marriage is not intended to cure me of destructive behavior like excessive drinking. Its purpose is to give Mrs. Lion a strong voice when she doesn’t like my behavior. I believe that one of the most significant causes of failed relationships is unresolved small issues. Mrs. Lion is strongly inclined to overlook things I do that upset her. She hates it when I interrupt her. Her natural inclination is to avoid reacting. The negative feelings fester until, at some point, she will ignore me because of her anger.

This isn’t good for either of us. The idea behind our domestic discipline is to allow her to express her displeasure with her paddles. For years now, she spanks me if I forget a chore. Simply failing to set up the coffee pot will earn me a bottom-blistering spanking. Is the punishment too severe for the offense? Perhaps. I don’t think it is. It’s a way to “train” Mrs. Lion that any offense gets the same punishment. I don’t expect a milder spanking for the coffeepot. Similarly, even if interrupting her can be rationalized as something it was partly OK for me to do, the punishment is the same spanking.

This is a critical component in our disciplinary system. It’s entirely too easy for my easygoing lioness to find reasons not to punish me. However, if she develops the habit of a binary response to any offense, no matter how small, she will be comfortable punishing me any time I’m out of line. The problem isn’t punishing me too much. It’s finding excuses to avoid punishing me at all.

This is where the “just because” spankings come in. They are full-scale, butt-blistering spankings that she administers on a schedule she sets up. I don’t get a vote on how often I get them. Currently, Mrs. Lion schedules them every Monday and Thursday night. That’s a lot in my view, but no one asked me. Here’s the secret sauce. If Mrs. Lion knows she will be spanking me anyway, it’s much easier to tell me that I annoyed her, and that particular “just because” spanking will be dedicated to teaching me not to do whatever it was that pissed her off.

Since we both know she isn’t quite ready to punish me for pissing her off, she is probably OK with dedicating a scheduled spanking to my bad behavior. The next step is to treat my offense as an additional infraction to be added to the ten-minute “just because” spanking. In our house, additional offenses earn me another five minutes of spanking for each one. So, the next logical step is instead of just dedicating the “Just Because” spanking to my offense, she can add five minutes specifically to punish me for annoying her.

The goal is for Mrs. Lion to become just as comfortable punishing me for annoying her as she is when I forget to set up the coffeepot.