I put another quick poll on Twitter. I’m trying to learn how our readers, at least those who follow me on Twitter, feel about pictures of my ass and cock in this blog. So far, 80% say they like seeing both. The remaining 20% vote for one or the other. Nobody said they don’t like them at all.

Here you go! 90% of respondents want to see my cock.

This surprises me. I imagined that most of our readers had seen enough of my nether regions. I’ve intentionally stopped posting them for that reason. If you want to vote, this is the link to my page. When it comes to naked pictures of me, Mrs. Lion has said she likes seeing me hard. She also likes my butt. She is in the 80% majority.

I figured there would be some interest in seeing the results of my spankings. They aren’t pretty but serve to illustrate the seriousness of my punishments. Now and then, I have published pictures of my unspanked bottom. Since we don’t get feedback on our photo choices, I’m not sure which you prefer. The bruised and bloodied bottoms outnumber the pinups of my rear.

My “moon side” as Mrs. Lion calls it.

When it comes to pictures of naked women, I prefer the front view to the rear, but do enjoy a nice ass. I strongly prefer hairless pubes. As you know, I don’t have any pubic hair. Turnabout is fair play.

Since there is a clear preference for explicit images, I will do my best to provide them when they fit the post. Now that we know your preferences, Mrs. Lion will need to get out the camera when we play.

Lion forgot the coffee pot again. I figured he’d likely blame it on the fact that I dragged him out the door yesterday, and his routine was broken up. That’s really not my problem. Perhaps he should check on it before dinner to be sure he’s done it. Although, he shouldn’t check as I’m making dinner. We get in each other’s way. It’s difficult enough navigating around the dog. Two people cannot be in our kitchen at the same time.

This morning I got up with the dog, and the coffee pot was still not together. Lion has a habit of remembering in the middle of the night and saves his butt. After he woke up, I went back into the bedroom and snoozed a bit. When I woke up, he was in the kitchen. Phooey. He remembered. The rule is that it has to be put together before I go to make coffee. Mission accomplished. I almost had him—sneaky Lion.

We had leftover pizza for dinner. I took a shower while he snoozed a bit. When I moved over to play with my weenie, I couldn’t tell if I just wasn’t hitting the right spot or if he wasn’t really interested. It turns out he was too full from dinner to want much attention. He always asks if that’s okay. Why wouldn’t it be? It’s not like I can insist he get hard and perform for me. I assume the more I tried, the less he’d want it, and nothing would happen anyway. There’s no reason to punch myself out if he’s not interested.

Today is another matter. I don’t think we have anything planned. I’ve been looking at the lawn. It’s mostly weeds right now, but it will grow again as soon as the rain starts. Do I mow it now to get ahead of the weeds or wait until it rains? Classic damned if you do, damned if you don’t scenario. I’d mow tomorrow anyway, so that leaves today free. I’m sure we can have some fun along the way, especially since I won’t have to whomp his butt.

Mrs. Lion wrote that Saturday night might be an opportunity for some lion fun. That might be nice. If her headache goes away over the weekend, maybe she will try the restraints that she bought [hint, hint].

I’ve been working on a new, less expensive site stat system. We use a service provided by the people who provide a free program to be installed on a server. Since we haven’t had a server, we subscribed to the service. Now that our pandemic unemployment has ended, we need to save money. The paid service costs $200/year. Our current subscription goes until June 2022. I set up a very small cloud server that will cost about $60/year. It took me most of today to get it going, but now we have the free version of the same program running. It seems to be working well. It pays to put in the effort to save 2/3 of the costs.

Speaking of getting things working, it bothers me that Mrs. Lion hasn’t had any solid success giving me a handjob. Sure, 99% of my sex life until last spring was indeed in her hand–literally. Since then, it’s been in her mouth, which I much prefer. Maybe it’s worth a little time and experimentation to see if she can get her manual mojo back. My penis hasn’t been one other place in 3 1/2 years, her vagina. I’m not complaining. Mrs. Lion doesn’t want sex for herself. Maybe for my birthday…?

A little while ago, I surveyed Twitter. I asked women to choose the part of a naked man’s body that they found sexiest. They had four choices: face, legs, cock, and ass. I figured most women would prefer a man’s face. Ha! Face and legs were tied at 10% each. Cock and ass were tied at 40% each! The sample came from female followers of my Twitter feed, so they may not be typical of all women. Still, that was a big surprise to me. Better get to manscaping, guys!

The problem with a three-day weekend is that it quickly disappears. Of course, this is true of regular weekends too. For weeks I’ve been trying to get bagels. The bakery with the most New York-like bagels isn’t too far from here. We never get a move on early enough in the day to get some before they sell out. I figure by noon they’ll be gone, so I never tried then. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to prod our buns out the door by 9. I didn’t care if I went alone or with Lion, but dammit, I was going to get bagels today. We didn’t make it by 9, but we got out not long after. I have no idea what we’ll do the rest of the weekend, but the bagels have been secured.

I know Lion is hoping we’ll do more than get bagels. I haven’t heard a Lion weather report, but I bet it’s starting to heat up again. It’s been a few days since his orgasm. We can definitely snuggle at the very least. I had a headache yesterday, and it continues today, but I won’t let that stop me two days in a row. He needs attention other than the spanking kind.

I’m not sure he’ll make it through the weekend without another punishment. He came pretty close when he called someone stupid for having cat ears on his motorcycle helmet. Lion said it was fine for a five-year-old but not for an adult. How many five-year-olds need motorcycle helmets? And maybe the guy is a veterinarian or a cat breeder. So he spends his money on cat ears for his motorcycle helmet. Lion spends his money on paddles and restraints. How stupid is that? (He doesn’t like when I point out things like that.)

I want to put Lion on notice: I will be watching. It matters what he says and does. The only stupid people are the ones who like Trump and the ones who support the Texas abortion ban. Sorry. If he wants to trash anyone, those are the safe targets right now. Stay tuned as other targets make the list.