Yesterday, I said I was going to give Lion a “just because” spanking. He grumbled a bit. He’s been saying he needs a spanking. I was only trying to oblige. When I went to make dinner, I saw the parts of the coffee pot still in the dish drainer. Uh oh. His “just because” spanking magically turned into a real punishment spanking. What makes it real versus “just because”? Generally, it’s the length. A refresher course tends to be five minutes long. A punishment spanking is at least ten minutes. I also usually hit harder for a punishment spanking. I don’t think he intentionally forgot the coffee pot. He knew he was getting spanked. There’d be no reason to intentionally forget.
I had to make up time at work because of his boner injection doctor’s appointment. I worked late Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. WTF, indeed. Neither of us has been sleeping well. I was tired after work last night, so I begged off with the spanking. My reasoning is that his freshly spanked butt will be unhappier while sitting at the casino tonight. The truth is, I don’t really feel like doing it today, either. Aside from not sleeping well again, my tummy is a little off. It’s nothing major. Just enough to make me not feel like doing anything. Unfortunately, there’s no shortage of things to do around here. Adding spanking to the list isn’t really a big deal.
When I said I was too tired to spank him, I could tell Lion was worried I’d be too tired to play with him. I didn’t do much, but I did rub my weenie under the covers. I know that doesn’t do much for him, but sometimes it gets him interested. He said it felt good even though he didn’t get hard. I didn’t expect him to. If he did, he wouldn’t need the boner injections. I’d say I’m sure he’d get hard if I tied his balls or sucked him, but I’m not at all sure. Again, if he did, he wouldn’t need the boner injections. That’s not to say I won’t do those things, even if he can’t have a boner injection until Monday. It still feels good to him. It still feels good for both of us to snuggle.
I’ll whomp his buns before we head out to the casino so he can feel it while he sits. And tomorrow, when I wax him, I’ll try to jerk him off with the help of some oil. It may not work, but it’s fun to try. Maybe he’ll hit the right dose on Monday, and we can have even more fun.
