Sunday afternoon Mrs. Lion waxed me. It went very smoothly (Get it?). It takes less and less time. In the end, she cleans me up with mineral oil. The grand finale is a very nice penis massage with oil. Just as things got very hot, the doorbell rang. It was a grocery order. Shit! The delivery man didn’t want to leave it. He kept ringing. Mrs. Lion answered the door and brought in the groceries. By the time she got back, the mood was lost. I still got my lion-zilian waxing. No hair from my neck to mid-thighs survived the wax.
I’ve heard that women’s magazines say that the bush is back. I hope not. I prefer women without pubic hair. The view is very sexy. Let’s face it, a bush hides the good stuff. Mrs. Lion has very little pubic hair. I’m happy about that. She doesn’t remove her pubic hair, just mine. I suppose people tend to want change. I figure if you have a good thing, why fuck with it?
My interest is academic. I see pictures of naked women, but that’s all. I’m still hoping that Mrs. Lion will go lion riding. It’s been 1,552 days (Februrary 2018) since the last time she mounted me. I miss it. It’s been nearly that long since I’ve given her an orgasm. I know that she isn’t interested in sex for herself. I guess that we can continue as we have been. It works and keeps me reasonably happy. Still…
While we are on the subject of things I miss, Mrs. Lion spanked me on Saturday and had me riding the spanking bench bareback (not strapped down). I was very close to escaping. The straps remind me where my place is. As lioness spankings go, Saturday’s was fairly gentle. There was no pain a short time after she finished. There was plenty while she beat me. I’m not sure what is changing. It could be the use of less-lethal paddles or gentler swats. There’s no question that my bottom is less sore when she finishes. Much as I hate suggesting it, maybe she needs to experiment with her newer paddles.
Sunday night, after waxing, we both had headaches. I don’t think the headaches are connected to the waxing. I’m not sure what was going on. I managed to forget to close the shower door again. Mrs. Lion said she would excuse me because of the headache. Given her usual zero-tolerance policy, I’m not sure that was a good idea. Much as I hate being spanked, I don’t want to see our disciplinary relationship slip. I also know that I learn most effectively if there are no exceptions. It isn’t too late for her to change her mind and spank me. I think she should.
I suppose this is one area in a domestic discipline relationship where both partners need to take responsibility to make sure things don’t slip. I was happy when Mrs. Lion excused me. As I thought about it, I realized that this wasn’t good for us. We both tend to let things go until everything is gone. I’m as responsible as she is for keeping things consistent. I know that I’ll regret pointing this out.