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We were both tired last night. My shoulders have been hurting. I assume that’s from wrestling with the dog. They’ve hurt for a long time, but she definitely aggravates them. Tonight, I have to lift her onto the grooming table to cut her nails. I can’t imagine that will do my shoulders any good. However, I want to take a stab at playing with Lion.

We’ve been putting the dog on the leash today. She argued at first, but now she’s resigned to the fact that she’s not going very far. I can try that tonight when I attempt to get Lion all riled up. It’s only been a few days since his orgasm, but we need to get things going if we’re going to keep up with our four orgasms a month goal. If we are lax now, we’ll be skidding into the end of the year trying to have three orgasms a day. And you know that ain’t happening.

I keep forgetting to mention that when I went into work a few weeks ago, I was going to make Lion wear some pretty panties. I wanted him to think of me even though I wasn’t around. Of course, I can make him wear panties any time I want. The point was to do it on a day I was gone. I don’t usually remind him who’s in charge. The panties would have done it for me.

The dog’s shock collar was delivered this morning. I have it charging. We needed something to snap her out of her craziness when she’s jumping on Lion. He mentioned that now they both have shock collars. Maybe he could wear his during the day and I could give him little love zaps throughout the day. I wonder if he’d rather have the panties or the shock collar remind him who’s in charge? The panties are definitely more subtle.

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In: Orgasm
She would like you to know that rumors of her jumping on Lion are lies.

Our evening was very quiet. Lion usually isn’t horny for a day or two after an orgasm. We watched TV in relative peace. Until we tried to go to bed, that is. The psycho dog decided to jump on Lion and it took us quite a while to convince her to calm down. Once I was able to get her leash on her and bring her to my side of the bed, she whimpered and stared at me until I took the leash off. Then she went to sleep. According to the trainer, she should be tethered to one of us at all times, at this point in her training. The problem, of course, is that she won’t give either of us any peace to do our work. Maybe we need to tether her in the evening when she’s more likely to jump on Lion.

I’m hoping the dog won’t be the source of all the excitement this year. I’d like to think I can get Lion’s motor running within another day or two. I need to get him on track to have more orgasms this year than last. Two orgasms a month is far too few for a horny Lion who used to have an orgasm every night. I’m not saying he should have one every night again. That might kill him. Of course, I’m sure it would be an enjoyable way to die. He’d go out with a smile on his face. But I don’t want to lose him just yet. He has too many orgasms left in him. Wouldn’t it be strange if you died when you hit max orgasms? It would be sad to think there’s a limit.

Assuming there’s no limit, I’m shooting for at least four orgasms a month. In the past, he’s said he thinks a 4-7 day wait is reasonable. We never really wanted to go for long waits. I made him wait 28 days once, on purpose. I think he waited about that long because one or the other of us was sick and he just wasn’t in the mood. I’m not counting the times he’s been out of commission from surgeries. If we put our minds to it, he should be able to have an orgasm a week with no problem. I’ll have to make sure he gets more incentive than just a quick wank or suck. He needs the fanfare of clothespins and bondage. We can do it.

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In: Sex, Spanking

New Year’s Day brought me an orgasm from Mrs. Lion. I know that she intended to give me one, so it wasn’t surprising. I didn’t expect it to be a handjob. I kept waiting for her to ask me to move across the bed for oral sex. Her go-to position for sucking me is with me lying diagonally across the bed with my legs wide apart. This gives her good access. If she tries with me lying in my usual sleeping position, the footboard gets in her way.

I was surprised that she kept masturbating me. It felt good. No complaints here. I didn’t expect to be jerked off. As Mrs. Lion wrote in her post yesterday (“Late In Every Way“), the dog has become a problem when we are in bed. She jumps up and tries to get into the action whenever Mrs. Lion is near me. It’s a real mood killer. We spent a lot of money hiring a dog trainer who has been unhelpful so far.

Mrs. Lion has become a very effective lion trainer. Of course, she can’t use the same techniques to train our puppy. I’m sure the pup will grow out of her crazy spells. Her mother is a real sweetie. I’m sure our dog will be too. Meanwhile, we’ll keep working on getting the dog out of the way when we do things together.

Our New Year’s weekend has been quiet, punctuated by my yelps on Friday and my groan of pleasure on Saturday. Not bad.

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In: Orgasm, Sex

It looked like last night wouldn’t end with any magic. Our stupid dog has gotten in the habit of jumping on Lion. We’ve been very lax in our training. We’ll have to get back on track. By the time we got the dog under control, it was after 9. We settled in to watch TV and then started talking. Then Lion said he hoped we would do something before it got too late. It was after 9:30 at that point. Wasn’t that already too late?

I started just fondling him to see if anything would happen. I wanted to suck him, but since we weren’t sure we’d get anywhere, I didn’t suggest it. I even wondered if the dog would flip out if I tried to go to Lion’s side of the bed. I decided to risk it. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. The dog remained where she was, and I perched myself on the edge of the bed. Even after several minutes and some purrs from Lion, I still wasn’t sure I could get him hard enough to edge. By the time he was hard enough, I didn’t want to risk losing it by switching to oral. As a result, his first orgasm of the year was a handjob. No glitz. No glamor. Just a boring hand job. Of course, if you’re as sex-starved as Lion was (at least in his mind), you take what you can get and like it.

Speaking of being sex-starved, Lion mentioned just how neglected he was in this morning’s post. Do you know that poor dear only averaged about two orgasms a month last year? He’d rather have three or four per month. (I’d rather be a millionaire, but I’m doomed to be a hundred-aire.) I would argue that male chastity and orgasm denial mean he should have fewer orgasms than “normal.” However, I think it also has something to do with his sex drive slowing down and my stress levels ramping up a bit. I’ve been on board with an orgasm every 4-7 days for a long time. Life in one form or another intrudes. Our tummies have been the biggest culprits. It seems that, quite frequently, one or the other of us isn’t feeling well. We haven’t been able to lock down the causes for either of us.

If someone forced me to make a resolution, it would be to give Lion more orgasms. Is his sex drive really slowing down, or am I not doing enough to get him interested? I’m working from home, so my stress level should be lower. Of course, there might be different stress, like the damn dog jumping on me like she is right now. In any case, we’ll go into the new year looking for more sex. Lion probably wants to know what else is new.