This is what I look like if unwaxed for months. I think the sparse hair looks way worse than when I’m smooth.

I’m writing this on Saturday. Mrs. Lion waxed my back side on black Friday. Appropriate. Her motive was to give my rear end time to heal from the waxing so that she could beat it this weekend. I agree that it’s time. I don’t know when I interrupted her, but I’ve done it at least twice, according to a recent post. She admitted that she didn’t snarl or growl at the time. Of course, that doesn’t disqualify me for a spanking. Also, it’s been 19 days, way long enough for me to forget how much I hate being paddled.

Mrs. Lion says that she plans to wax my front side today. That’s a lot more fun. She likes to spend extra time using oil on my penis. I love those Brazilians!

Mrs. Lion is all set up to work from home. We installed a KVM switch (Keyboard Video Mouse) to switch between her home PC and her work computer. Her office insists that she use her company PC for work. Since they don’t have an IT department, there is nothing special about her work machine. I set up her personal computer with more security than she has in her office box. Oh well. It’s a small price to pay to get her home with me.

Mrs. Lion says she isn’t fond of a hairless lion. I get it. She likes my legs furry. It’s too late now since the back side of them is hairless. I won’t ask her to wax them again. I don’t mind hair there. I like to lose my chest hair. It’s sparse at best. I think I look better bare-chested. I think most men do. I can’t imagine having a hairy crotch. Well, I can’t. Only a small amount of hair grows down there. I look much better without it.

I think it’s time to limit hair removal. I’m fine with Mrs. Lion deciding where I should or shouldn’t have fur. It’s up to her from now on.

Lion says that everyone knows that lions don’t have pubic hair. He certainly doesn’t!

I am not sure what’s going on, but Lion has not been interested in sex. Last night he wasn’t feeling well again. Maybe it was the late hour. Perhaps it was too much dinner – leftover turkey and fixings. Maybe he’s saving himself for when I wax his front side, and he can have some oily fun. We’ve both also been very tired. I don’t normally take naps, but I have been for the past few days. I turned off the alarm, but there’s no way to turn off the doggie alarm. She woke us up at 6:30 yesterday and 7:30 this morning. The early dog gets the pets.

I wasn’t sure when I’d finish waxing Lion. I should probably do it today, so I can be sure to finish. Bending over was hurting my back, and I didn’t have too much to do on the back. His legs were the furriest. I’m glad I started at the bottom and worked my way up. I’m not sure if I would have been able to do a good job if I’d left them for last. It’s a daunting task. He’s got a lot of fur on his legs. By the time I’m done with him, he’ll have a swimmer’s body. There won’t be any hair left to slow him down in the water. Streamlined. Sleek.

I have no idea why Lion likes to be furless. It’s not like any wild lions are running around bare. Mexican hairless dogs look funny to me. Sphinx cats are weird-looking. Why would I want a hairless Lion? Well, I don’t want a completely hairless Lion. He likes waxed legs. I don’t. I do them every so often, so he gets his way. The rest of the time, they are furry.

When I clean him up, I slather oil all over him. It softens the wax. Then I use a towel to rub off the oil and the wax. Of course, when I’m waxing his front, I pay some attention to my weenie. I have to move it out of the way, and sometimes there is a hair or two on it. Once the oil comes out, that weenie gets extra attention. Lion says he doesn’t like lube. I guess oil is another thing. He gets very hard when I start jerking him off. Super hard. I haven’t given any thought to where he is in his wait when I wax him. Have I ever waxed him the day after an orgasm? I wonder if the oil would work its magic then. Is it the oil or the length of time he’s waited that’s the key?

I think today is day eight. That’s not much of a wait in the overall scheme of things. I doubt I’ll give him an orgasm while I’m cleaning him up. That’s too easy. The oil would do half the work for me. I like more of a challenge than that.

This year we cooked it.

I hope your Thanksgiving was wonderful. Mrs. Lion and I shared a roasted turkey breast, white and sweet potatoes, stuffing, and cranberry sauce. She likes white potatoes; I like sweets. We were both stuffed after eating. We both snoozed a bit after dinner. I was way too full to think of sex or the pies we baked for dessert. Our house came with a convection oven. It makes a difference. The turkey cooked much faster than we expected. A few years ago, Mrs. Lion enrolled me in a barbecue and smoking class. Part of it was meat preparation. I learned to inject the turkey with chicken stock before cooking. It makes the meat much more tender.

I’m writing this on Friday. Mrs. Lion told me that at least part of me would be waxed today. She plans to take everything below my neck except my arms. We’ve done this before. Most of my body hair hasn’t come back. Even though my chest hasn’t been waxed in over two months, there is little hair except around my nipples. Even that is light. I feel fine about losing the hair. I think I look better this way. Mrs. Lion doesn’t have strong feelings on the subject except for pubic hair. She likes me bald there. It makes oral sex more pleasant for her. No one else has seen my hairless body in person. All of our readers have seen pictures of my smooth body. We haven’t gotten much feedback.

I ran another little Twitter survey. This time I posted a picture of my balls covered with wooden clothespins. I asked women for their reactions. Results were fairly even (see results on the right). The same number of women found it either arousing, amusing, or awful. Nine percent wanted to try it on a man. I didn’t have any idea how women would respond. It surprised me that 27 percent found the image arousing. I think that Mrs. Lion is probably in the group that is amused seeing me enduring all those pinches. I’m always surprised by the results.

Tonight is leftover dinner. We are both looking forward to it. Mrs. Lion and I aren’t bothered by repeating the same meal the next day. We do it quite often. Yum!

Lion mentioned that I haven’t had him wear his shock collar in a while.

There’s a flaw in my weekend plans. Lion pointed out that I have to wax his buns before I spank them. If I spank him first, he will be sore for days, and the skin may even be broken. I can’t wax him in that state. Therefore, I have to wax his moon side before I spank him. That makes sense. I hadn’t thought of that. It doesn’t necessarily alter my plans. It just changes them around a bit.

I shoved everything into the pantry when I “cleaned” the house for the dog trainer’s visit. The waxing table is under a mound of stuff. I have to do some excavating before I can wax Lion. While the wax is melting, I can dig my way down to the table and get things ready. I should wax at least part of him today. Otherwise, it will be Sunday all of a sudden, and I’ll be scrambling to get things done. The question is, which side of Lion to wax first.

Despite my intentions of doing something earlier in the day yesterday, we did not. After dinner, Lion snoozed a bit and then wasn’t interested in sex. Do I try again tonight and then wax his front tomorrow? Or do wax the front today and try to get him interested when he’s oiled up? If I wax the backside today, I can spank him later on. Maybe that will jump-start things. The bottom line, pun intended, is that I have to figure out how to get him interested again. It’s been a few days, and I know he wants to do something. We were talking about getting the dog a shock collar, and he mentioned that I hadn’t used his shock collar in a long time. If he wants his balls zapped, he must be interested on some level.

I was thinking about the shock collar last week. While I’m working from home and he’s in his office, I could either vibrate or shock him to let him know I’m thinking about him. A love tap of sorts. [Lion — A love zap.]