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In: Lion's Journal

This is a unique and sad time for us in the United States. Our government is effectively paralyzed. The Speaker of the House was removed from office for the first time in history. The Speaker not only presides over the House of Representatives, he/she also is third in line in presidential succession.

A small number of Trump conservatives initiated the recall vote. All of the House Democrats and the eight Trumpers voted to recall McCarthy. The Democrats have long distrusted him. He has reneged on bipartisan agreements. Ironically, the Trumpers wanted him out for the same reason.

All this comes at a time when the American people’s rating of Congress is at an all-time low. The Speaker position has always been partisan, with the controlling party electing one of their own. The Republicans have a razor-thin majority in the House. Eight votes are enough to kill that majority.

All this intra-party squabbling would normally be amusing to those who don’t support the conservative agenda. But it’s not funny. Our government is effectively stalled without a Speaker. No legislation can move forward until that position is filled.

The problem is that the Republicans have nobody to propose for the job. In saner times, a moderate Republican could be proposed who some Democrats could also support. That would effectively cancel out the Trumpers. The Democrats are in no mood to support any Republican. The majority party’s chaos plays well in swing districts in the upcoming elections. This sort of mess could end up with a Democratic majority next year.

Politics aside, we have a country that needs to keep running. The temporary spending bill that is keeping the lights on,expires in a little over a month. There are important matters that need to be legislated. It’s time to cut the crap.

For example, one Trump Republican refuses to support any appointment of officers in the armed forces. He is blocking the careers of dozens of important military people. He is holding them hostage for his ultra-conservative agenda.

We’ve had enough of this crap. It’s time for a bipartisan cadre of congressmen to take control, elect a Speaker, and move reasonable legislation forward. I don’t know about you, but I’ve had enough of this cult of personality and the ravings of a deranged former president. I don’t agree with all of the progressive Democrats. I certainly don’t agree with the MAGA morons.  There is a lot of good stuff that moderate Repbulicans and Democrats can agree about. I think it’s tme fora coalition government here in the USA.

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In: Spanking
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There is a lot written about adult spankings that can confuse someone just trying to get information about it. The most distorted topic is the simple question, “Why?” If you ask ten people who are into spanking, you will probably get ten different answers. The reason for this isn’t that the topic is terribly complicated. It’s because there is a lot of fantasy behind the practice. Take disciplinary spanking.

That’s what Mrs. Lion and I do. Spanking is a punishment for breaking rules. I asked Mrs. Lion to do this. Does that mean she is my authority figure? Well, yes and no. I like the idea that she can punish me if I stray. The idea of being spanked for breaking a rule is exciting to me. It’s how I’m wired. If I want to give you a superficial explanation of what we do, I would leave it at this: I’m punished when I am naughty or break established rules. Mrs. Lion corrects me every time.

That’s all true, but it isn’t the whole story. Mrs. Lion, like most disciplinary wives, doesn’t see herself as my mommy. I’m not a child who is corrected because he can’t behave. Mrs. Lion is my partner. She supports me by taking on a disciplinary role. She makes it work by establishing specific rules I must follow. If I break one and she catches me, I get spanked. The spankings are real disciplinary beatings. I’m usually sore for days after I get one.

Does this feel more like a game than a wife-controlled marriage? I suppose it is. The game has real consequences and benefits for our marriage. Even though we’ve been doing this for years, Mrs. Lion rarely spanks me for annoying or interrupting her. She limits her “catch and punish” to concrete rules like failing to set up the coffee maker. We both agree that it would be good to extend her activities to include the subjective offenses, but so far, she hasn’t done it.

Image of my most recent “Just Because” spanking. Click image to see full size.

What she has done is learn to deliver butt-blistering spankings without bad feelings. Spanking me is just another activity for her. This is exactly what I want. She is able to spank me anytime she wants without any emotional cost to her. She seems to have a problem feeling good about spanking me for any offense that isn’t a black-and-white issue. However, she has no trouble giving me a “Just Because” spanking, which has no direct offense. She delivers these if I go too long without a beating.

I don’t understand why delivering a “Just Because” spanking is easier than one for a subjective offense. Clearly, I want to be spanked, and I don’t object to spankings without cause. I think Mrs. Lion worries about being unfair to me. She has said that she wasn’t sure a subjective offense was all my fault. So what? From my perspective, a spanking that might not have been fully deserved is no more unfair than a “Just Because” spanking. After all, I asked for it.

We both agree that I need more spanking. Mrs. Lion is having a hard time coming up with new rules. Maybe it would be easier and more exciting if she looked for any behavioral reason to spank me. I think that she sometimes forgets that I want her to find reasons to spank me. I think that sometimes she forgets that I asked for it.

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In: Sex

Sunday night was a lot of fun for me. I got hardened nicely by Edex, and then Mrs. Lion put clothespins on my nipples and balls. She didn’t ignore my penis in the process. It was very exciting. After the pins were off, she gave me a great blow job, resulting in a very nice orgasm. My erection lasted about 2 1/2 hours.

I hope that one of these days, we can try some vaginal or anal sex. It’s been over five years since I’ve been inside Mrs. Lion. I know she isn’t interested in sex beyond getting me off, but still it would be wonderful to make use of my more reliable boner.

It would also be nice to give her an orgasm. Maybe I’m being selfish. Mrs. Lion says that she just isn’t interested in restoring her libido. Apparently, she doesn’t miss sex. What confuses me is that she can have orgasms. When she’s had them, she seems to react exactly the same way she did when her libido worked. Yet, she doesn’t want them. I just don’t understand.

We have our own brand of love. It doesn’t depend on sex. We belong together. It’s obvious. Mrs. Lion pays close attention to what I need. It’s been two weeks since she spanked me. I’m pretty sure that she isn’t going to let too much time go by before I’m riding the spanking bench. Orgasms and spankings tend to occur in close proximity.

Mrs. Lion made some squash soup, and I made a batch of chicken soup. We freeze the soup to have it ready for the winter. Squirrels store nuts, and lions freeze soup. Same principle, different methodology. I want to make some beef barley soup, too. Maybe we can make some next weekend.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments
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We made soup yesterday. There were two enormous chickens in the freezer. I took one out on Friday and left it in the refrigerator to thaw. I should have checked its progress because it wasn’t quite thawed by yesterday afternoon. Lion was able to cut it up and wrestle it into the pressure cooker along with veggies. While that cooked, I roasted the butternut squash for my soup. Despite starting later, my soup was ready long before Lion’s. Once it was roasted, I added a few ingredients, cooked it on the stove for a few minutes, then blended it smooth. Done. Now we have two more kinds of yummy soup in the freezer. Apparently, we’re suddenly survivalists laying in a supply of food for the end of the world.

As we were cooking, Lion reminded me of the gardening work to be done. He also added that he hoped we’d have time and energy for sex. He hoped. And he hoped. And he hoped again. Alright already. I got the message. When I was done with his soup and the gardening duties, I sat down for a bit. He hoped again. I told him I needed a minute. He told me to take my time. Obviously, I couldn’t take too much time or it would be too late to do anything. But I only needed a few minutes.

I hadn’t thought ahead to any sort of play. I’m not sure why. I guess I’m still not quite back to that mindset yet. I grabbed some clothespins on the fly. Lion loved to pinch boobies when he topped. He never mentioned wanting his boobies pinched, but he did pinch mine in his sleep once, so I figure he should get a taste of his own medicine. Plus, it amuses me that he doesn’t like his boobies called boobies. He has nipples but not boobies. I disagree. So I put one clothespin on each booby and gave each a yank to see him grimace.

There are really only a few spots on his balls that are sensitive to the pinch of clothespins. Why load them up if all I need are four or five strategically located ones? Sometimes it’s interesting to see how many I can get on, but those four or five deliver the pain he’s looking for. I’d been jerking him off as I put them on. I’d tug and them, jerk him, tug, jerk, etc. I put a few more on for good measure and then sucked him a bit.

How long was long enough? As he’s said, just because he’s hard now doesn’t mean he’s turned on. My primary indicator is no longer reliable. All I can do is ask him if he wants to be sucked. I assume he’d ask if he needed more attention, but I don’t know. Once we get into position for oral sex, I go slow for a bit. I don’t want to be a vulture. “Give me the orgasm!” No, we’re not in a rush.

My biggest problem in sucking him is changing too many techniques at once. I change the position of my mouth and the speed at the same time. Or I change the position of my mouth and where I’m rubbing or tickling his balls. When he reacts, I have no idea which he’s reacting to. It could be both. He’s too busy to pay attention to what I did when, so that’s no help. Ultimately, all that matters is he has an orgasm. And that I get the cream filling. But the orgasm is the bigger deal. And the cream filling. But the orgasm is more important. And the cream filling.