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In: Lion's Journal

We seem to be out of sync. After a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner — turkey, stuffing, sweet and white potatoes, and cranberry sauce — Mrs. Lion felt under the weather. At about midnight, my stomach went wonky. It’s fine today, but Mrs. Lion isn’t feeling quite right. Sex was off the table yesterday. Spanking wasn’t. I got my five-minute punishment day spanking and then a lot more swats during the Giants/Cowboys game. It hurts to sit today (Friday). Tomorrow is another punishment day, and you know what that means. I almost never get multiple spankings in a single day. Mrs. Lion worries about possible injury. I guess Thanksgiving’s activities dispelled that concern.

Mrs. Lion and I discussed yesterday’s post (“Silence“). She likes writing and sees no harm in sharing with the world. I remain unconvinced. Only one person commented on it. I suppose we could consider this an online magazine of sorts. Maybe I should shut off the ability to comment. That’s better than being disappointed every day. People who really want to reach us could use Contact Us.

As you might guess, I’m not a happy camper right now. I realize that the thousands of people who read this blog and listen to our podcast don’t feel very connected to Mrs. Lion and me. Maybe it was unrealistic of me to believe that a small, hardcore group of readers would be part of a running dialogue that added value to our lives. Instead, we have a very large audience of readers and listeners who see no reason to share with us.

Blogs can be monologues that give writers the chance to send their thoughts over the Net. They can also be conversations that benefit writers and readers alike. What bothers me the most is that we get over 2,000 pageviews a day without a single comment. I’m delighted that so many people read what we write. Maybe if I finally realize that we are a sort of sexual newsletter, I can feel good about going on. Maybe if I only allow comments to an occasional post, it won’t feel so lonely. It’s something to think about.

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In: Spanking, Health and safety

I spanked Lion early yesterday afternoon for five minutes. That took care of the punishment swats. The football game didn’t start until 1:30 and we record it so we’re not beholden to that time. We also had to figure out when to start cooking our Thanksgiving feast. I wasn’t feeling great, but I wasn’t feeling bad either. I don’t know if I got the intestinal bug Lion had, but it didn’t seem to be as bad as his. It was just annoying. I was fine continuing on as usual, albeit with breaks here and there when necessary.

It was around 2:30 when we started watching football. I grabbed the first paddle I saw, which was a bloodwood paddle with stair tread on one side. Before any points were scored, our quarterback got sacked. That didn’t bode well for Lion’s backside. However, despite all the injuries, our team was holding their own. More importantly, the score was low and close. At halftime, we put our turkey breast in the oven. And then our team went downhill. The opponent scored two unanswered touchdowns, and I switched to a leather paddle. Bloodwood was too much for this many swats (six per point). By the middle of the fourth quarter, I didn’t even bother to spank him when our quarterback was sacked. And I didn’t spank him for the last score, either. The team was done. I was done. Lion was certainly done.

When the food was cooked and I was finishing up with the sides, I started feeling dizzy. Then it felt like a migraine coming. What the hell? I still felt the bug, but it wasn’t bad. I just don’t know what starts this stupid dizziness. I have to look up the maneuver/exercise that helped before. I optimistically threw the directions away. Who knew I’d need them again? I was able to eat dinner, and I was determined not to overeat because I still wanted to play with Lion. He said he was horny. I didn’t want to disappoint him. But the dizziness was too much. If I stay still or maintain verticalness, I’m okay. As soon as I move too much or stray from vertical, not so much.

I hope the exercise will help alleviate some of the dizziness. I really do want to play with Lion.

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In: Blogging

We are less than 50 posts from hitting the 6,000 mark. There’s nothing very special about that number other than it is pretty large. I’d be surprised if any other blog like ours is as extensive. Mrs. Lion and I have written millions of words about a pretty narrow range of topics. In one way or another, almost all of them are about my penis and ass. A lot of people read us every day. I wonder if I have one of the most famous cocks in the world? Should I be proud or profoundly embarrassed?

When we began in February 2014, I figured that very few women would read the Journal. Apparently, nearly half of our readers are women.  A lot of females share my most intimate moments. Since almost none comment, I can’t help but wonder what they are thinking. My wife contributes every day and thinks nothing of us publishing intimate views of me. Do the other women who read us have the same lack of reaction?

In a way, it would be good if they feel the same way. They would be sharing the way we treat our most unusual lifestyle. Things that shock a lot of people are routine for us. I realized how far off center we’ve drifted when I asked a female author who, like me, struggles to get published. She read my first book. It contained some sexually suggestive content. She was fine with that. In my more recent manuscript, two naked women hug, and lesbian sex is suggested but not explicitly described. She was repulsed and said that she was grossed out by those images.

I didn’t think twice about writing that material. It never occurred to me that anyone would be offended. That’s what started me thinking about my other literary effort, this blog. It’s the accurate, unvarnished account of my sex life for the last nine years. You can read about every ejaculation, spanking, and teasing session I’ve experienced. This blog documents in painful detail how we struggled with our sexual differences. You can read about our doubts and share our victories. It documents all this with explicit photography. How many people expose themselves this way?

As a guy, it’s easy for me to understand why other men would enjoy our journal. A lot of it is arousing. I’m less sure why women would want to read such explicitly illustrated sexual content. To be fair, a little less than half of our visitors come to read specific pages, not blog posts. That isn’t surprising to me. I figured that a smaller percentage of our readers would follow our adventures. I was wrong. Over 75 percent of our visitors read current posts.

Maybe it’s a little late to consider what our female readers think of us. Are we making friends? Are the explicit pictures enjoyed? From time to time, I consider removing all of my naked pictures from the blog. The posts and articles wouldn’t be badly hurt if I did. I wonder if your impression of me would improve if you didn’t see my penis and butt. So far, I’ve resisted that temptation.

Another question is why I would want anyone but Mrs. Lion to read our blog. Sure, we’ve have a lot of people read what we write. So what? The blog is an expense and a time suck. In our nine years of blogging, we’ve gotten an average of one comment for each post. Not a lot of encouragement or education from our readers. If I didn’t know how many people spend time reading our blog, I would assume that we are wasting time, money, and energy publishing it. The fact is that millions of people read what we write. Why?

I mentally set 6,000 posts as the marker of when I would reconsider this effort. Now that it is only a few weeks away, I’m starting to question what I am doing. WIIFM? What’s in it for me? As of now, I think very little. I spend a lot of time writing without the thousands of readers each day saying a word.

Nothing.

I’ve taken solace in the very good readership stats and Mrs. Lion’s feedback. The blogs that I like to read always feature very active comments. Not mine.

Well, it looks like I have my answer. Your silence speaks to me. Maybe silence from me will speak back. We’ll hit 6,000 in 18 days or so. I have that long to decide whether or not to pull the plug.

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In: Punishment, Spanking, Spanking games

Lion has the misfortune of having punishment day line up with a football game. I don’t even remember if we celebrated last Spanksgiving with a special spanking session. If so, does that mean he needs three spankings today? For that matter, do I need to catch up on the punishment days he missed when he wasn’t feeling well? All interesting questions.

I had planned to spank him this morning to get punishment day out of the way. Unfortunately, we did our signature I-don’t-need-to-get-out-of-bed-so-I-won’t move, and the morning slipped by. Not to worry. I’ll get him just before he goes into his office. Then we just have the football game to deal with.

As much as I want to believe in our football team, they had a few injuries last week, and they played poorly. The team they’re playing beat them once this season, and I have no doubt they will beat them again. There was a time when I was convinced our team lost when I watched the game. Sometimes it seemed like my wearing anything resembling the team colors made them lose. In truth, I guess they just sucked. Sometimes I’d consider rooting for the opponent just to throw some of my bad juju at them. I refuse to root for the opponent today. I hate them as much as Lion hates the other division rivals. Anyway, I think Lion is in for quite a few football swats today.

We usually record the game and watch it at our convenience. I think we need to watch it early enough today that Lion can’t claim to be trying to digest the big Thanksgiving dinner. It’s true he’ll be sitting on sore buns while we eat. However, doing his swats early means there may be time for other, more fun things later on. We can’t let a big dinner get in the way of that, either.