I started to write a post yesterday. It would have been late, but it would have been in here. It was about Lion’s inability to get hard the night before. And I was writing it at a very stressful point in the day, which is why it never made it. There have been many stressful points in many days lately. When I went to the doctor, I mentioned being under stress lately and she said everyone is. Thanks. That’s very helpful. Anyway, last night I just needed to vegetate, so we didn’t play.
Tonight, I’ll finally give Lion his haircut. And, since he’ll look so sexy, I’ll make sure I get him turned on enough to make it to the edge. A rerun of one of our favorite television shows mentioned tantric sex last night. Every time we see it, I think to myself that I can’t imagine anything worse than being left hanging like that. Why Lion wants it is beyond me. I guess it’s different for women since we tend to be able to have multiple orgasms. There’s no real reason to stop because the next one is right there.
It’s been a while since I got Lion to the edge and denied him an orgasm. We’ve been hit and miss when it comes to getting him anywhere near the edge. When I do get him there, I’m afraid to edge him because I might not be able to get him back to give him an orgasm, so I’ve been going for the orgasm. We need to work back to edging more. I don’t know if it makes the eventual orgasm more momentous or not, but he likes it.
When I was in the shower last night, I thought about soaping Lion’s mouth. I guess the little sliver of soap reminded me I haven’t done that to him in a long time. We never used it as punishment. It was always an add-on or dessert. I could either use it as an add-on for the punishments when he interrupts or is a know-it-all since they involve talking. Or it might be a way to ease into the idea that he needs to be punished for interrupting and being a know-it-all. I’ve been trying to figure out how to get myself to do it. It definitely isn’t easy. [Lion — It’s like the old joke, “How do you get to Carnegie Hall? Practice, practice, practice.” It’s funny that Mrs. Lion mentioned soaping. I had the same thought last night when I put a new bar of soap in the shower. None of our slivers are big enough for mouth soaping. Maybe we need a new bar just for the purpose.]