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Lion had a doctor’s appointment yesterday afternoon. I didn’t have a chance to write a post before we left. Sometimes I write one while we wait, but yesterday, surprisingly, we didn’t have to wait long at all. They started a few tests just before three, and we were on our way home by four. That’s unheard of. I don’t know if it was vacation time for many people or what was going on, but I wish it were like that more often.

I thought I was going to surprise Lion by heading for KFC on the way home. I guess we think alike because he mentioned it first. He loves KFC. We’d have it more often if it were closer to us. Luckily, we always have leftovers for the next day.

I gave Lion an orgasm Thursday night. I set up the massage table and attempted to duplicate the hand job I’d started a few nights before. I didn’t manage to do it, but he had his orgasm anyway. One of his complaints about hand jobs is that I get a little carried away sometimes. When I noticed myself going faster, I tried to slow down. He says he has a sore spot from my overzealousness. I guess I didn’t slow down enough.

Just as I was bringing dinner in from the kitchen Thursday night, I started to get a migraine. Lion said he felt jinxed since he thought that signaled the end of his fun time. There was no way I was letting that happen. I took some medicine and hoped it would take effect before things got too bad. Then, in the middle of the wavy rainbow lines, I started sneezing as I usually do after eating. Amazingly, the wavy lines were gone. That’s weird. The headache part was still lurking, but the wavy lines stopped. I did wind up with a small headache that still lingers this morning. I’ll have to remember the sneezing trick for next time. I need to see if it will work again.

Since the headache is small, I don’t see any reason that should stop any Lion fun time tonight. He won’t have another orgasm so soon, but I can tease him. Poor thing.

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Ferrule paddle.

I was spanked on Wednesday night. Mrs. Lion promised and delivered. Too bad sex isn’t as reliable. She told me that she used one of the rubber (conveyor belt material from Caneiac) paddles and the bloodwood ferrule paddle. I was yelping from the start. As usual, she did warm-up swats before she started the timer. She stopped a minute or so before the ten-minute timer went off. My bottom was leathery with a few blood spots.

This spanking was a significant event. It was for two offenses. The first was that I left the shower door open. That’s routine. The second was much more significant. She spanked me for growling at her while I was cooking. That is what I hoped she would do when I asked her to spank me if needed. Sure, the spankings for not doing chores have been very helpful. But punishing me for annoying her is very important. It gives her a strong voice to let me know when I upset her. I hated the spanking but applaud her for enforcing a subjective offense.

There was no sex on Wednesday night. Even though my bottom hurt a little, I was very horny. It had been 18 days since my last orgasm. Mrs. Lion made no move to give me relief. I think she’s decided that there is no sex on days I get spanked. [Mrs. Lion — Nope. It was because I was dealing with an upset tummy. Not moving was my best bet.] Fair enough, I guess. A sore bottom can be distracting. I’m writing this on day 19 (Thursday). I have high hopes for today or tonight. The massage table is folded against my office closet doors. I’m ready when she is.

Speaking of sex, I wonder how women learn to jerk men off. It isn’t instinctive. I had to be taught. How do girls learn? Mrs. Lion is fuzzy on the subject. [Mrs. Lion — Trial and error I guess.] She knew how when we met. On the day she locked me in a male chastity device, she had me jerk off while she watched. She said that she wanted to see how I did it. Presumably, that technique felt best to me.

My first sex partner was a virgin like me. She had a very tough hymen. I couldn’t get in. I was afraid of hurting her. Neither of us had a clue what else we could do. Porn wasn’t all over, and it was pre-web. We found a marriage sex book. Each of us looked to see what we might like best. No surprise, we both picked oral sex. That’s what we did. I don’t think we ever tried masturbating each other, though we read about it in the book. It was almost a year before I had intercourse. I never did with her.

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My hand didn’t hurt while I spanked Lion. He thought it would. Apparently, grasping a paddle is not the motion that makes it hurt. Unfortunately, I can’t figure out which motion does before I move it wrong. I have been worried about it hurting while I ride Lion. It’s been so long since I have, I can’t remember where my hands are positioned during lion riding. I may have to give him an orgasm before my hand heals. Poor Lion. I’m sure he wants to wait however long it will be, but I need him to have an orgasm sooner rather than later.

I was prepared to play with him last night after my shower. Dinner had other ideas. I was a little nauseated when I moved around too much. I don’t think Lion would have appreciated getting a blow job if I thought I was going to vomit. I’m sure he’d rather wait until tonight. On the other hand, he did mention my hand feeling good the other night. I don’t know what I did differently. I’ll have to set the massage table up and use my hands tonight. As long as I don’t use lube, I can still partake of any yummy fluid he wants to give me.

Lion said his buns hurt a little bit this morning when he sat in his desk chair, When I saw that his lower cheeks were getting red, I moved my swats to the upper portion. I also made sure to hit along and inside the crack. I wanted a generalized rosy butt. He only bled in two small spots. I assume he didn’t bleed more because I didn’t concentrate on the bottom part of his cheeks. If I had stuck to the bottom, I’m sure he would be having a harder time sitting today. But it just felt right to go for the all over rosiness.

Sometimes, when Lion breaks a rule, he breaks it again or one of the other ones shortly thereafter. I might have a shot at giving him a harder time sitting soon.

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Mrs. Lion has the magic touch. That;’s really us.

August is the height of the hayfever season. I’ve had itchy eyes and a running nose. A few years ago I saw an allergist, and he told me to take Allegra (well, I use a generic version) every four hours when needed. I’ve been doing that. My allergies are under control. Something else isn’t. Mrs. Lion couldn’t get me hard.

I blamed the problem on some sort of loss of libido. Mrs. Lion didn’t buy it. I did a Web search and learned that loss of sexual responsiveness in men is well known. It isn’t a listed side effect, but doctors have noticed this problem. As soon as I read this, I decided to save Allegra for emergencies. The last one I took was on Tuesday morning.

Tuesday night, Mrs. Lion was able to get me hard and nearly to the edge. It felt so good until it didn’t. My penis is alive again. Maybe an orgasm will be in my near future.

In my post on Tuesday (“My Shot Clock Is Running“), I mentioned that it has been more than two weeks since I’ve been spanked. The window for a “just because” spanking was wide open. Before we went to sleep on Tuesday night, Mrs. Lion said, “There were paw prints in the shower.”

“Mine?” I asked innocently.

“The dog’s. You left the shower door open.”

Oh shit. That means I will be spanked very soon. Mrs. Lion commented that I must want one. I said, “Nuh-uh.”

Too bad. Orgasms may be unreliable, but spankings always arrive when earned.

I asked her if spanking me would hurt her already-injured hand. She said that it wouldn’t. In her post yesterday (“Lion Jinxed Himself“), Mrs. Lion wrote that I was also being punished for being testy when she helped me cook dinner Tuesday night. That means a very painful fifteen-minute spanking.

On Tuesday night, we snuggled. Mrs. Lion eventually massaged my cock and balls. Usually, I’m not very turned on by the way she fondles my cock. I think she knows it and does it purposely. She moved the way that always gets to me, and I responded. It felt great! I didn’t want her to stop. But she did and asked me if I wanted her to suck me. Silly question. I was in position in seconds. She sucked me and teased me with her mouth. She wouldn’t let me come. She stopped and left me humping air. Mean lioness!

Aside from the frustration, I was blown away by how good her hand felt. There must be a magic spot that makes me crazy. All I know is that i want more of her hand. I suspect I’m going to get more of her paddle first.