When I did the dishes last night, the Alexa next to the sink said there was another heat advisory in effect for today into tomorrow. Haven’t we been through enough heat? I know the rest of the country is worse, but have a heart. I just went out to mow the dog’s lawn before it gets too bad – both heat and tall grass. It was 79 when I went out and 83 when I came back in. I still have a few more things to do outside. All but one can wait.
I cheated Lion a little bit with his spanking. I set the timer for ten minutes, but he was yelping almost right from the start. I don’t think I was hitting that hard. His cheeks were a nice rosy red, with little dots of blood starting, and I decided five minutes was good enough. He hadn’t had a punishment spanking in so long, I teased him that his butt was a virgin again. I’m not sure if he yelps because it really hurts or if that’s something to help handle the pain. As I said, I don’t think I was hitting all that hard. At least not when he started yelping. The harder swats came later.
I used a combination of wood and rubber paddles. I wasn’t trying to make him bloody. Of course, I wasn’t not trying. Any time I use wood, there’s a good chance he’ll bleed. One of the paddles had stair tread on one side. That’s almost a guarantee of blood. I’m not even sure if he feels the stair tread tape when I drag it across his buns. Is he numb by then? I doubt he’s numb. He still yelps.
After I got everything put away, I took a shower. By the time I got out, I didn’t feel like doing anything else. Once I start to relax lately, it feels like it takes an act of God to get me moving again. Even if I have to pee, I don’t want to move. And I’ve found myself hating the time between work and dinner because it feels like it’s up to me to figure out what’s for dinner and then make it. Maybe if I just don’t move, I don’t have to do either. Yup. Stupid.
Anyway, I owe Lion a blow job. Whether or not he has an orgasm from it remains to be seen, but at least he has something to look forward to. I mean, I hope he looks forward to it. I do.