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New Year’s day was pretty much like every other day. I don’t see why it wouldn’t be. We aren’t social animals. Our New Year’s Eve dinner was surprising. I was cooking. We were trying a pot roast recipe for the first time. It was from America’s Test Kitchen. Well, not exactly. It was on another site. You have to pay $80 a year to get stuff from the source.

Anyway, we were using a different cut of meat. It was a “round” (I can’t remember which one). The recipe called for a chuck roast. We prepared it according to the recipe and cooked it for four hours. We were supposed to find the cooking liquid and veggies (onion, carrot, celery) with the meat when it was done. The recipe said we might have to add some beef broth to get to the amount needed for the gravy.

When we opened the dutch oven, there was no liquid. The meat was sitting in what looked like vegetable mud. Oh shit. Dinner was ruined. I put the mud in our blender and added the full amount of beef broth needed to bulk up the gravy. We followed the recipe to the end. The result was shocking. The pot roast was fantastic! The gravy tasted like the best French sauces. Holy shit! Mrs. Lion prepared roasted carrots and potatoes to go with the meat. A New Year’s Eve miracle.

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Mrs. Lion’s new spanking strap

As Mrs. Lion wrote (“Wrong Choice“), she spanked me using her new strap. I didn’t bleed and only got a little red. I was yelping pretty much from the start. It is very effective. I sensed that she was not completely confident using it. The strap is longer than she’s used to. I’m sure that she will find reasons to get a lot more practice.

We didn’t even kiss to greet the new year. I noticed when it was a few minutes after midnight and just said, “Happy New Year.” Mrs. Lion echoed the good wish. We slept in the next morning.

Oh,  yeah. By the time Mrs. Lion got around to doing something sexual, it was nearly 10 PM, and I was pretty tired. That made my last orgasm of 2021 on December 21. My total for 2021 is 26 orgasms. That’s the lowest ever for me. It’s probably half as many as I’ve averaged since we started male chastity. I don’t think it’s good that the number keeps dropping. Mrs. Lion gives me orgasms when she feels like it. In 2021 that was about twice a month.

Neither of us put much stock in how many times I get to come. That number would be a little higher if it were up to me, maybe 3 or 4 a month. But, it isn’t up to me. I don’t track spankings, so I don’t know how many I get in any given year. I probably was spanked more often than I was allowed to ejaculate. I’m not sure what that means.

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Before Lion went into the shower yesterday, I asked him how long the pot roast had to cook. I needed to know when to start roasting the carrots and potatoes, but I also needed to see if I had time to spank him after he came out of the shower. I reasoned a freshly washed butt would be more tender, and it would be a good time to swat it. I also figured there would be enough time between his spanking and later sexual activities. Once I found out that I did have time, I finished up a few things and got the spanking bench out.

I didn’t whomp him for the full ten minutes. It wasn’t really a punishment. I was really just testing out the new leather strap. The grip is nice. It’s a little too long, but Lion assures me I’ll get used to it. I wonder if he will. I didn’t hit him full force, although I did get him pretty red. He didn’t bleed at all in almost seven minutes. Maybe Lion is correct in his theory that leather paddles don’t cause bleeding.

While dinner cooked the rest of the way, Lion snoozed a bit. I had to wake him up to make the sauce. I could have done it, but he’d been cooking, and I didn’t want to take over. He thought the meat looked too dry to be any good. I don’t know if it wasn’t as dry as it looked or if the sauce saved it, but it was a restaurant-quality meal. I cleaned up, and we went into the bedroom.

I don’t know what time I started to attempt to get my weenie interested. I waited a bit so our food could settle. Lion had snoozed, so I figured that sort of reset the clock a bit. I was wrong. Lion wasn’t arousable. He said it was probably too late. I wonder why he thinks it’s late when he snoozes, and I try to play after, but when he sleeps, and I don’t, he says sex shouldn’t be cancelled just because he snoozed. I guess it all depends on your point of view.

In any case, he didn’t have his last orgasm of the old year. Perhaps he’ll have his first orgasm of the new year today. He asked earlier if there was anything on the agenda. I assumed he meant errands. It’s New Year’s day so I didn’t have plans to go out. I’m catching up on laundry, but that isn’t really a plan. I do know he needs to be waxed again. I’m planning that for next weekend. This weekend is errand and plan free as far as I know.

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Welcome to 2022. We celebrated our New Year’s Eve quietly at home. Mrs. Lion and I cooked a pot roast. I am writing this late NYE afternoon. So far, I remain unspanked and unwanked. I’m not sure that Mrs. Lion will be executing her spank and wank plan. It’s nearly 5 PM now, and I am just getting ready to take a shower. It won’t hurt my feelings if the spanking is postponed.

Years are artificial marks of time passing. There are no laws of physics that suggest one revolution around the sun has any significance. We humans just like to count them. The last two trips haven’t been so good. The pandemic still has us in its grip. The current variant appears to produce milder symptoms in most people. The vaccines are working. I hope we can put COVID in the rearview mirror on the next trip. It won’t go away, but maybe it will be like measles and become rare.

During this new trip around the sun, I hope to sell a book. I realize that my chances aren’t very good, but I’ve been bucking odds my entire life. I agree with Mrs. Lion about New Year’s resolutions. There’s nothing magical about January first. Like her, as opportunities to do better present themselves, I will try to take advantage of them.

As I wave goodbye to December, I can say that I’ve been very lucky. Neither of us got sick, we had enough to eat, and we are very happy with our life together. I hope that I can say the same thing next December. We both hope that you are safe and happy too. I look forward to sharing our next trip around the sun with you.