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Today is punishment day. I’ve already decided I’m not doing a “just because” spanking because I whomped him last night. He says he can still feel it this morning. Good. Spanking him again would be too much.

When I was done with him, I left him to recover while I took a shower. I like to give him some time between punishment and fun. I don’t want him to be thinking about the pain when I’m trying to arouse him, and vice versa. Plus, left to his own devices, he can think about his crime every time he tries to get comfortable.

I was still letting him recover when he asked if I wanted to snuggle. I’d closed my iPad, and I was trying to get myself in motion. In my mind, I was already halfway there. Of course, snuggling is often code for more. That’s fine. He needed attention. It had been a few days since I’d edged him.

He was hard when I used my hand. He lost a little bit when he moved to let me suck him. I got him hard again. I was afraid I was losing him, so I stopped pulling on his balls and started tickling them. It was an immediate improvement. I edged him twice. I was going to edge him again and then give him an orgasm, but he got ahead of me. He assumed I wasn’t going to let him finish. I don’t know if he believed me when I said I was going to, but he surprised me early.

I’m not complaining. I love Lion creme filling no matter when I get it. I guess if I hadn’t intended to give him an orgasm, I might feel differently. I’ve considered making a rule that he can’t come unless I tell him he can, but there’s a problem with that. I usually have my mouth full. I also think he can’t be expected to stop an orgasm when I push him too far. Ultimately it’s my fault. That’s why I get so annoyed with ruined orgasms.

At any rate, I have a spoiled Lion. He’s been spanked and sucked dry. He should have slept well last night. [Lion — I slept very well.]

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In: Spanking, Domestic discipline

Yup, I did it again. I’ve been encouraging Mrs. Lion to use domestic discipline to deal with situations she calls “unbecoming for a lion.” Wednesday morning, I got this email:

“By the way, I was thinking you should be punished for snapping at me when we were waiting, and I was talking to Dr. N. That’s conduct unbecoming a Lion.”

“How’s that for catching you annoying me? Eureka! lol”

I asked for it. Don’t let the light tone fool you. Mrs. Lion was annoyed on Tuesday when I offended. The email came a day later after she had time to cool off. I have no illusions that the punishment will be light. It will be at least ten minutes of butt-blistering paddling. I have no doubt that I will be very sorry by the time she finishes.

That’s the thing about domestic discipline. It isn’t administered in anger. Mrs. Lion punishes me after she has had time to cool off. In a way, that is worse than being spanked while she is angry. She will administer my punishment with cool objectivity. She isn’t working off her anger. She will calmly work to teach me a lesson, a very painful one.

I’m very proud of her. It’s taken years to get to this point. In a way, it’s a turn-on for me knowing she has this power and will use it. After all, it’s what I asked for all those years ago. I won’t be turned on when I’m strapped on the spanking bench. But I’m aroused now, hours before she gets home, thinking about it. Weird, huh?

She also said that she thinks I have a cute butt. I don’t see it. You’ve seen pictures of my rear both before and after spanking. Is it cute to you? If you want to see one of my rear view, click here. I’m glad she likes it. I suppose I’m also glad she is ready, willing, and able to beat it. While I’m on the subject of spanking, have you noticed that there are no more references to bare-bottom spankings? I guess everyone knows that spankings are administered on bare buns. Eight years ago, it was almost mandatory to specify that a spanking will be on a bare ass. Mrs. Lion always spanks my bare bottom.

Another significant change is that Mrs. Lion has learned not to react to my complaints and yelps when she punishes me. If anything, she is encouraged when I am screaming and demanding she stop. Of course, she doesn’t. She also disregards blood. Hard paddling will break skin in a couple of places. There is never any trace of an injury afterward. She used to stop at the first sign of blood. Now she disregards it (Click here to see my butt after a spanking with blood). I support this because the bleeding isn’t dangerous and doesn’t even cause a scab. More importantly, Mrs. Lion has a job to do and shouldn’t stop until she is done. If the DWC was still around, I’m sure they would agree.

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I have to admit I’m proud of myself. Yesterday while we were waiting for the doctor, I saw someone I used to work with. We were chatting about Willow, and I turned to ask Lion how old she was. He was busy on his phone, and he snapped at me that he was in the middle of something. He’s always in the middle of something while we wait, and then he has to stop because we get called for his appointment. That’s no reason to snap at me. I see a sore Lion butt in his future. This is one of the first times I’ve enforced the “don’t annoy Mrs. Lion” rule. Go me!

I don’t promise this trend will continue, but I feel the need to celebrate each baby step as it happens. Another thing I’ve been thinking about “catching” him for is ignoring me. You see, Lion has this thing about talking to me and all but demanding I respond that I’ve heard him, but he does not extend the same courtesy to me. Just yesterday, he left me hanging. It wasn’t important, or I would have jumped on it. However, under the heading of what’s good for the goose is good for the gander, he should have to acknowledge my statement/question. Fair is fair.

The annoyance that I was trying to put into words may not be as hard to describe as I thought. When we watch quiz shows, Lion often comments that a person is stupid for not knowing something. Quite often, I didn’t know the answer either. Does that make me stupid? By his statement, it does. However, he insists that he wouldn’t be with a dumb person. In any case, people with different skillsets/knowledge are not necessarily stupid. I mean, some of them can’t answer even the simplest questions, but I have to believe the nerves of being on television get to them. I know I’d be a deer caught in headlights if I was on television. On the other hand, is Lion stupid when he doesn’t know an answer that the contestant knows? Again, fair is fair.

Lion may be sorry. He wanted me to punish him for things that annoy me. Apparently, I’ve been letting a lot of things go. He may never be able to sit down comfortably again.

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This is the “cute” heart-shaped paddle I found. Mrs. Lion might like it. Click the image to go to the maker’s page.

Monday night didn’t work out for my spanking. It was originally a “just because” and converted to punishment for annoying Mrs. Lion. I’m writing this on Tuesday afternoon. She says I will be getting it tonight or tomorrow night. Lucky me. I am looking forward to some teasing. That will be fun. Mrs. Lion took Tuesday off from work so she could take me to the eye doctor. As usual, the appointment took hours. I had to see two separate specialists and go through three eye imaging tests. We have another couple of errands to run. Depending on when we finish, Mrs. Lion will decide what will be on our dance card tonight.

I received an ad from Esty. Since the paddle maker we like best sells through them, they like to send me listings of stuff I might want. In the past, I’ve done paddle shopping. Mrs. Lion is much less interested in finding new paddles. Her focus is on using them. She has quite a few. This particular one seemed I don’t know, sort of cute. You know, like the stuff you get in the Cracker Barrel gift shop. Maybe they have it there. A picture of it is on the right. Click the image to go to the dealer.

Normally, I would order it and give it to my lioness. I didn’t this time because I know what it feels like when she uses her gift. I figure that if she swats hard enough with this particular paddle, it will leave little heart-shaped marks on my butt. She might like that. Well, if she wants me to buy it, I can order it.

There isn’t much else to report today. Excuse the short post.