Lion got his balls swatted last night. I haven’t done that in a very long time. I’m not sure why I did it at all. He claims he doesn’t like it, but the weenie lie detector gave him away. The thing is, I never would have swatted his balls at all if he hadn’t suggested it when we started playing. I was able to swat him harder then. Now he has wimpy balls. I tease him about that while I swat him.
Mr. Weenie was at attention during and after the ball swatting. He was at attention for quite a while before he started to fade. I thought Lion was done but then he’d make a surge. Ultimately, he lost it again and we gave up. He apologized. I got to suck my weenie. There’s no need to apologize. We’ll try again tonight. Maybe I’ll swat his butt when he comes out of the shower. That should be good for arousing him and he’ll have time to recover before we play.
I know he’s pissed me off along the way and I’m positive he’s interrupted me. I think it’s more trouble than it’s worth to punish him when he does either. Chances are, he’s done it when I’m already stressed out and having to spank him might be the thing that pushes me right over the edge. If I do it then, I may wind up hurting him and I do not want to do that. It’s best if I wait until I cool down a bit. Of course, then I’m doomed to forget. That’s why we have our “just because” spankings. “Just because” I didn’t do it when he pissed me off doesn’t mean I can’t do it now.
Thursday is, after all, punishment day. What better day to have a spanking? Yup. I’ll swat the tender, fresh-from-the-shower Lion butt.
