Before I could even consider whether I should spank Lion for forgetting the coffee pot and shower door the other day, he forgot the coffee pot again. He’s also interrupted me a few times. He thinks he knows what I’m going to say and tries to finish my sentences. Or he knows what’s best for my daughter. It would be different if he just offered an opinion, but he is the knowledge center of the world. This time I have to spank him.

He doesn’t think I’ve been spanking him as hard lately. I don’t know how to make sure every time is the same as the one before. Is there such a thing as a spank-o-meter? Maybe we should invent one. I bet there’s something like it. We just have to modify it for our purposes.

He hasn’t been very receptive to my sexual attention for the past few nights. He wants to try earlier. To accommodate that, I told him I’d spank him before his shower. That way he can soothe his sore buns with cool water. Since he wants a harder spanking, I guess it doesn’t matter if I make him bleed or not. He’ll be able to wash it right off. By the time we’re done with dinner, he should be ready for love.

He did respond a little last night. Of course, he didn’t pause the TV so how responsive could he have been? He said he didn’t think my hand would do it. I offered to suck him, but he didn’t want me to since I’ve had a headache on and off for a few days. If we wait till I feel 100%, it might be August. I say tonight’s the night. Give me a chance to see if I can get him really excited. I’m pretty sure I can. Put me in, coach.

Mrs. Lion is still feeling a bit out of sorts. She’s had one of those lingering headaches that sometimes bother her. She wasn’t up to spanking me on Monday night. It won’t be long before she’s ready to swat me again. I have a question that is very difficult to answer. How strong are the spankings that disciplinary wives deliver?

I’ve only been able to locate one online source that addresses this subject for disciplinary spankings. There is a lot of BDSM spanking advice, but that isn’t relevant. That one source is the defunct Disciplinary Wives Club site. It’s been quite a few years since this site was active. It was established to encourage women wishing to discipline their husbands. There is a healthy dose of sexual arousal in the material, but it does offer concrete ideas that we have tried and found effective.

The DWC suggests that a spanking be timed using a kitchen timer or other device. The minimum duration is ten minutes, with five minutes added for each additional offense. Mrs. Lion follows this guideline, and I can attest it makes a big difference from the shorter duration she used in the past. We’ve learned that a spanking’s effectiveness is largely a function of its duration. The ten-minute minimum works well for us. That part is easy to understand and follow.

The DWC gives a golden rule that we have learned is necessary for our disciplinary marriage to work properly:

“The well-disciplined husband is a direct result of constant vigilance on the part of the wife. Vigilance means being aware of almost everything he is doing and keeping your rules consistent and predictably enforced. The training methods suggested do involve strict discipline, and strong doses of corporal punishment. …There is no question that welts will be raised and bottoms bruised, but chastisement should never leave permanent marks. A dose of corporal punishment should have a dual effect. It should be extremely painful while it is being applied, and the area it was applied to should remain very tender for a period of time afterward.”

Even with our very short list of enforceable rules, we’ve learned how true this is. Any exceptions cause us to lose focus. Mrs. Lion has generally followed these suggestions, though lately, I haven’t felt the effects of my spanking after it is done. I expect that means Mrs. Lion may need to change some of the paddles she uses and the force of her swats.

There is a section of the DWC devoted to “letters.” Many are male fantasies. A few offer helpful suggestions. The ten-minute timer was in one of them. You have to slog through a lot of fantasy to get to the meat. What’s missing are real-life disciplinary couples relating their spanking experiences and techniques. We are the only couple trying to provide this information, as far as I know.

Aunt Kay, the principal author of the DWC site, insists that spankings be administered over the knee. We haven’t been able to do that. Our bodies just don’t fit together that way. Also, the paddles that can be used over the knee have to be shorter. Many of Mrs. Lion’s paddles are better suited to her standing next to me. It would be helpful to learn how others handle spanking positions. The ideal teaching/comparison tool would be videos of real partners administering punishment. The idea is education, not porn.

I know that there are other couples who use corporal punishment. Julie of strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com has some excellent descriptions of her experiences. I know that discussions of punishment techniques can easily devolve into porn. Surely, there are some mature people practicing domestic discipline who can share their real-life punishment techniques and scenarios. I hope this didn’t leave us when Aunt Kay passed.

We’ve been watching an old gameshow called “Tattletales”. It pits three celebrity couples against each other. It pits us against each other, too. Well, it doesn’t make us fight. We try to answer the questions. More often than not, we have no idea. For example, one question asked, “Who fell in love first?” How can you possibly know that? Look! It says right here, “Dear diary….” As far as I’m aware, neither of us kept diaries. I know I didn’t. I also know I fell in love with him a while before I admitted it, both to him and to myself. He can’t pinpoint when he fell in love either. I guess we didn’t win any points for that question.

Another question asked if he had changed me after we got married. Well, duh! I never whomped anyone’s butt before his. I was never in a female led relationship. Of course, they didn’t ask if the changes were for the better or not. I don’t know how I’d answer that. Is it good that I can spank him? It is for him. And I suppose it’s a skill. I may never be able to convert that skill into anything salable, but it is a skill. I have been a supervisor before. I liked being paid more but I didn’t have any real power. Even if I’d had real power, I don’t think I would have used it to punish people. Ironically, it’s not something I ever wanted to do.

I did find out something interesting about Lion. We met on lavalife.com. I knew he liked my smile in my profile picture. I did not know I was the only person he contacted. I’d been contacted by a few guys, but couldn’t find a time to meet. Since I met Lion three days after we started talking, I stopped talking to everyone else. I guess lavalife didn’t make much money off of us. Maybe someday we’ll contact them, if they still exist, and let them know how long we’ve been together thanks to their site. I’m very happy I found the site. It’s worked out very well for us.

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.