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We’ve been having a nice long weekend. Mrs. Lion has spent a lot of time on her computer and iPad. I’ve been relaxing too. I’m going to start writing my next book this week. I have to admit to feeling a little silly doing it. So far, no agent has expressed any interest in selling my last book. Yes, I know that it is very difficult to get published. Isn’t it silly to keep writing if no one wants to buy my work?

My biggest problem is that I seem unable to write a good query letter. This is the document that agents or their interns read first. If it piques their interest, they will read the first pages of the manuscript. If that holds their attention, they will request the entire book. So far, I haven’t gotten to that last stage with anyone. I’ve come to see that, for the most part, literary agents are mostly middle-aged real estate saleswomen who are frustrated writers. Some, work with Writer’s Digest to charge hapless authors like me to read their query letters and offer help.

They don’t help. They just want the money they are paid by the poor souls desperate to be published. There’s a thriving industry of webinars, classes, books, and “editorial services” supported by people who just want someone to publish their book. It’s easy to get sucked in. I attended my share of these “classes” and learned nothing.

Am I a good enough writer to sell books? Dunno. I think I am. I also think that there are thousands of other people who are good enough to sell books. The one piece of advice I was given that I think is actually worth something is that I should never give up. I’m told that I have a good “voice.” That’s half the battle, the “experts” say. OK, I believe them. The other half is finding a main character who people will love. I thought I had one. Apparently not.

So, for the third time, I’ll try again. Who knows? Maybe the third try is a charm. Wish me luck.

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The wax is melting. I excavated the wax cart from the pantry yesterday. I’ll set up the play massage table and wax Lion in the bedroom. The pantry is still a mess. I may do a good job with waxing, and it may not take long, but it is one of my least favorite things to do. I’m sure I’d feel differently if I cared whether he was furry or not. He likes to be hairless. I don’t like the way his lower legs look with no hair, so I’ve stopped waxing them. I guess I could advocate for going back to the belly button to mid-thigh waxing he had before. The truth is, he really doesn’t have much fur than that anyway. It wouldn’t save me any time.

We have a new sound bar to set up in the living room. I doubt we’ll spend any more time in there, but I’ll put it together. Maybe Lion will get some use out of it if he ever uses the treadmill. Maybe I’ll use the living room and he’ll have to follow me if he wants us to be together. I don’t care so much about watching TV, but I don’t like only being in the bedroom all the time.

I’ve been trying to keep the house clean. Aside from a few empty cardboard boxes and baskets of clean laundry, the only thing that doesn’t belong is the sound bar and some hardware stuff Lion got. The dog has been doing her best to scatter more toys around the house since she rediscovered her living room toy box. I suppose I could have kept things cleaner, but I was doing my best to enjoy my three-day weekend.

Lion wanted to do another boner shot last night. I guess I didn’t take the hint when he went into the bedroom for a while before his shower. We decided what we wanted for dinner, and I thought about the boner shot while he was taking a shower. He said he was hungry and would rather eat and then do the shot. Of course, by that time, he’d decided against it. We’ll do it today after he’s waxed and showered. I know he’s worried about this boner shot not working and/or not being able to have another orgasm. I’ll do everything I can to squeeze more cream filling out of him.

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The tenth anniversary of this blog is coming up in a few months. It documents a decade of male chastity and about five years of domestic discipline. We’ve written over 6,300 posts, and over seven million people have visited our site. Most have seen pictures of my bottom and penis.

My famous penis..
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Aside from writing about male chastity, spanking, and domestic discipline, we’ve also traced my experiences with ED. ED is the most emotionally charged of all the topics we’ve addressed. The good news is that after a lot of experimenting, we’ve found a solution that restores full sexual functionality to me. I’m very happy about that.

My bare, spanked bottom
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All of our writing has been about me on the receiving end of the paddle and female authority. That isn’t a completely accurate picture of me. It’s true that Mrs. Lion is firmly in charge, and I am under her discipline. It’s also true that I spent the majority of my life on the other side of the paddle, delivering spankings and other fun sensations to willing females. There are times that I remember with fondness those sessions that evoked female screams and tears.

It’s true that blogging can inspire true friendships. Despite our 180-degree political differences, Julie of Strict Julie Spanked, has become a true, lifelong friend. I’m very happy to have found her. Real friends are rare and precious. Spankable real friends are like blue diamonds.

My relationship with Mrs. Lion has benefited from our blog. It has allowed us to express feelings and desires in writing. I’ve discovered that sharing this way allows me to work out sometimes-scary needs in a safe place. We’ve done this with our posts and with emails to one another. The requirement to post regularly (almost daily), forces us to stay current with one another.

I can’t claim that we are the typical kinky couple. There’s no such thing. Maybe some of what we’ve learned will help others in their adventures.  I’m just happy that you are along for the ride.

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My days of spontaneous erections seem to be in the rearview mirror. That doesn’t mean I don’t find things I see and read exciting. Julie Delmar, whose blog Strict Julie Spanked, a favorite of mine, wrote a new book of short stories, Spanking Stories Inspired by AI (Vol 1: F/M) gets the blood flowing–at least in my brain. Her book contains sixteen short stories that feature men being spanked by women. Each story features a situation that is the subject of many male fantasies.

Julie isn’t a typical porn author. Her stories have surprising and sexy twists that manage to surprise me every time. Julie knows how to push all the right buttons. She’s always been good at that. A while ago, we exchanged custom-written short stories. You can read the one she wrote for me here. Now that she has become a spanked wife, I probably owe her a new story featuring her bottom getting well-tanned.

Julie and I don’t always see eye-to-eye. Our politics are 180 degrees apart. When it comes to other matters, we have common beliefs. I’ve lost friends over the years when they became radicalized as right-wing conservatives. One very good friend just stopped talking to me when he drank the Kool-Aid. I’m happy to say that Julie and I remain good friends.

needle shy

I’m a little worried about proposing that I do another Edex injection. It’s hard to forget how awful it felt to be unable to reach orgasm time after time. The dry spell lasted nearly 100 days. Mrs. Lion thinks that one of the ingredients in Trimix caused my anorgasmic condition. I hope she’s right. Edex contains only one ingredient: the original boner-creating drug. Trimix was formulated as a more powerful alternative. I don’t need the extra octane.

There’s a solid reason to use Trimix instead of  Edex: Trimix is much cheaper. Edex is a brand-name drug that retails for about $500 for six erections. Trimix is custom-formulated by a compounding pharmacist for $145 for about eleven boners at the dose that works for me. The only reason I can afford Edex is that my health insurance covers it. I pay $200 for eighteen boners. That’s about the same as the cost of using Trimix. If, for some reason, my insurance stops covering it, I will have to go back to the compounding pharmacy.

I’m still getting my mind around the fact that I have ED. Taking a Viagra or Cialis was different. The erection wasn’t caused by the drug. It just helped Mrs. Lion get me hard. Edex is different. The drug gets me hard. I don’t have to be sexually aroused. Inject the Edex and I get an erection. Arousal has nothing to do with it. That is brand new to me. I’m still learning to process it.