Mrs. Lion has had to do a lot of extra work around the house since my vision and balance suffered. She’s been incredible, picking up my share of the load and being loving to me. Apparently, some interpret our different points of view as a sign that we don’t get along. I can’t believe our love for one another doesn’t shine through our posts.

Every day, usually many times a day, we tell each other how much we are in love. Since Mrs. Lion works from home, we are together 24/7 and love it. She is the love of my life. In the 19 years, we have been together, I have been happy and grateful we found one another. Only death will make us part.

One feature of our blog is that we dissect parts of our relationship in an effort to communicate to you and each other how we feel about things we are doing. We are approaching our 6,000th post. We’ve reported on our sexual activities almost every day since February 2014. You won’t find any serious issues in any of them.

It takes deep trust and love to sustain a disciplinary relationship. It only works if both partners feel a sense of fairness and love. Mrs. Lion’s spankings hurt a lot. I never feel they are unjust. She knows that no matter how much my bottom hurts, my love is unshaken. In fact, I love her more because I know she is doing it because I want and need it. Make sense?

A couple with a stressful relationship can’t do male chastity and domestic discipline. Stress inside a relationship involves distrust and a belief on some level that actions are being taken without concern for the relationship. Sure, I do selfish things sometimes. Most of the time, I get spanked when I do. Mrs. Lion doesn’t do selfish things very often. Actually, neither do I. When she does, she apologizes.

It takes a lot of love to maintain a 24/7 power exchange. It also requires complete trust in one another. I’m very happy that we have both.

We have three air conditioners and one fan in the house. It is currently a blistering 94 degrees outside. That’s hot. I was just outside and couldn’t wait to get back in. Lion likes to say, “It’s a dry heat.” I don’t care what kind of heat it is. There’s too much of it. Seriously, coming from New York, I know what it’s like to have 95-degree heat and near 100 percent humidity. It’s a lot worse.

For some reason, my sinuses are acting up. You’d think with air conditioners going and Lion’s dry heat outside, my sinuses wouldn’t have a reason to be all stuffy and gross. It felt like I was drowning last night. I had a sore throat this morning, which means I was breathing through my mouth while I slept. Lion said I was snoring. Anyway, I didn’t feel like doing anything with Lion. It’s hard to suck on a weenie when you can’t breathe through your nose. Tonight, I will take sinus medicine so it won’t be a problem again.

I’ve been pretty achy lately. I know I’ve been doing more running around, up and down stairs and lifting things, but don’t think I should be as achy as I am. I don’t know what to do about it. The doctor doesn’t seem to be much help. I can handle being achy to some extent. The problem is that I get short-tempered with Lion. He’ll ask a question, I’ll answer but probably not loud enough, and when he asks again, I bite his head off. It happens when I’m not so achy, but it’s definitely worse when I’m achy. I’ve been trying to do better, both in answering louder the first time and in not yelling at him the second time. I may have a way of punishing him when he gets snarky with me, but he has no way to combat my snarkiness. I have to police myself.

Tonight, I’ll snuggle up to my weenie again. Of course, Lion will be there too. It will be happy, fun time for Lion. That doesn’t necessarily mean he’ll have an orgasm, but he’ll enjoy himself nonetheless.

As every American knows, the U.S. Supreme court reversed Roe v. Wade and cleared the way for states to ban abortion if they want. I won’t bore you with a rehash of the details. This decision was engineered by right-wing republicans diligently working for fifty years to pack the court with ultra-conservatives.

I normally wouldn’t comment on political matters, but this reversal of a decision that granted a basic human right to women is too much to bear. When the United States won its freedom from England, each colony was autonomous. The original federation continued this notion. The Federal government has limited power governed by the constitution. The Trump Supreme Court decided that the consitution didn’t grant the federal government the right to legislate abortion. It said that a previous Court was in error when it decided Roe v Wade.

Whether or not you agree with the decision, you have to see that this decision is intruding into the private lives of citizens. Religious rhetoric aside, abortion is a medical procedure. It has been practiced for over a thousand years. Religious nuts have been debating when a life begins. Some say it begins as soon as an egg is fertilized. Others believe it begins when a heartbeat is detected. There is no good answer to this. Reasonable people agree that at some point in a pregnancy the fetus is viable. It can live outside of the mother’s body. Is this when a pregnancy must be allowed to end in a birth? What if a medical condition is detected in the fetus that will cause it to have a horrible disease?

I’m not really going there. My point is that debating viability isn’t productive. Roe v Wade had a dramatic effect on our country. Twenty years after the decision, crime went way down in our cities. By giving poor people access to abortion, they had the ability to decide if they wanted to have children. Women who wanted children had them. They were far more likely to provide good parenting than those who accidently got pregnant and couldn’t terminate.

I believe that every woman has the right to decide whether or not she has a child. Birth control failure, ignorance, or rape makes it necessary for some method of terminating unwanted pregnancy. The vast majority are terminated well before twenty weeks.

Anyway, I’m apalled that in this day and age two corrupt politicians (Trump and McConnell) could pack the Supreme Court with dishonest cronies who have begun an assault on American freedom. This is only the first step. Next, expect birth control to fall. If the corrupt Trump runs in 2024 and loses, expect the fake court to invalidate the election. It happened once with Florida and George HW Bush.

This decision isn’t just an assult on personal freedom, it’s the opening shot in a war that will almost certainly end American democracy.

Our heat wave started yesterday. We were stuck in cooler weather while most of the country sweltered. It’s our turn now. However, our heat wave only takes us up in the 90s. I find it difficult to handle that. I can’t imagine what I’d do if I was in Texas like my son and his wife. Blech. Heat.

Stupidly, I have been mowing the lawn. It really needed it and I’ve been doing it in the morning, before it gets too hot. It may be too hot already today, but I don’t have that much left to do. I came inside for some water and to sit in front of the fan before my final push. This may be the last time the grass will need mowing this summer. We’re entering the three months of the year that it doesn’t rain much.

We’ve been going to bed at midnight and waking up at 6 am. Well, Lion did that for a few days and then I started yesterday. He slept in. Today we were both up at 6. Why? It’s Sunday. Let me sleep! Between the heat, lack of sleep and still being achy from cleaning out the camper and all of that running around, I’ve been wiped out. I don’t normally nap. I did a little bit on Saturday afternoon. We had the air conditioners on and it was very pleasant.

After dinner, I snuggled close to Lion and fondled my weenie. I wasn’t actively trying to get him hard. I was letting him know the offer was on the table. Eventually, I asked if he’d be very upset if I sucked him. I was teasing, of course. I figured he’d jump at the chance. We haven’t been very physical since his orgasm last weekend. I sucked him less urgently than I have in the past. I can see how he’d think I was just trying to get it over with. This time I used less suction and let my tongue wander a little more. I don’t know if he noticed. I think I’m doing all these great things and when I ask him about it, he says he didn’t notice. I know blood has left his brain, but I’d think he’d feel some difference.

[Lion — I do feel differences but I can’t really identify what has changed. Some of Mrs. Lion’s tricks feel amazing. I hate to break my concentration to comment. Next time I will so she knows what works best. It all feels great!]

The past few times I’ve played with him, he’s gotten an orgasm. I take pity on the poor boy because sometimes he has trouble getting anywhere near the edge. I’m afraid if I stop, he won’t be able to get back. Last night I didn’t care. Well, I did care. I just didn’t think he should get an orgasm every time he gets attention. That’s not the way his world works. Orgasm denial doesn’t mean I don’t give him sex for a while and then he gets an orgasm. It means I get him all riled up and sometimes leave him hanging. And that’s exactly what I did to him last night. I don’t know if he was surprised or not. He’s got to watch out for me. I’m a tricky one.

[Lion — Teasing like that is what I signed up for. It’s effective because I don’t masturbate. If I could, I would have to go back into a male chastity device.]