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Wednesday night Mrs. Lion gave me great oral sex. I think I gave myself too small a dose of Edex. My erection was a bit floppy and Mrs. Lion didn’t get much cream filling. I was dripping for hours afterward. I’m convinced that when I’m not fully erect, the semen storage area at the base of my penis doesn’t fully form. When I have an orgasm, very little semen is available to come out. When I am fully erect, Mrs. Lion gets a nice drink. Next time, I will be more careful with my Edex dosage.

Panty-wearing continues. I remind Mrs. Lion every morning, and she selects a pair for me. Neither of us is particularly drawn to the feminization fetish. The panties are a painless (most days) way for Mrs.Lion to display her control. Building this habit is important for us. Wearing panties is something I wouldn’t do on my own. Before we started this, I wore nothing below the waist when at home. Now I am always covered by a pair of panties.

Wearing panties and more frequent spankings are working to revive our FLR. Use it or lose it seems to be the mantra for maintaining her role. It’s hard for her to forget her role when she sees me walking around the house in a pink thong. It’s impossible for me to forget the sore spots on my bottom and the female underwear I have to wear every day. Mission accomplished.

Will we both get so used to the panties that they stop having meaning for us? I’m wondering about that possibility. I’m pretty sure that won’t happen to me. It’s unlikely that I will take for granted a lioness-selected pair of panties every day. I don’t know what the effect will be for her.

Our first zestra experiment

Before my Edex injection, I applied Zestra oil to Mrs. Lion’s vulva. This oil is supposed to arouse her sexually. It didn’t. She reported some strange feelings while sucking me but no arousal. We’ve agreed to try again. She said that she thinks the problem is in her head. I agree. Maybe I can help resolve whatever is blocking her fun. I’m certainly going to try.

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In: Orgasm, Panties

In typical Lion fashion, he’s going overboard with panties. Since he’s started wearing them every day (and I don’t remember initially committing to every day, but it’s okay), we have received at least one package of new panties each day. That’s a lot of panties. We already had some. I think there’s more stashed away somewhere.

His defense is that he’s not sure if they fit or if they’ll be comfortable. Does comfort matter? Think about women who wear high heels and sexy lingerie. High heels are not comfortable at all. Sexy lingerie isn’t necessarily comfortable, either. The bra may have underwire that pokes. It may push her boobs up and together. Yuck. So why should Lion’s girly panties be comfortable? For starters, he has fairly sensitive skin. And he’s not necessarily trying to look sexy for me. The whole point is for him to be humiliated. Would it be more amusing to see him in a skimpy lace thong? Maybe, but when he takes the thong off, it’s not sexy to see areas where the lace irritated him. I only want him to feel pain when I want him to feel pain.

As Lion mentioned some time ago, he bought Zestra for me. It’s supposed to rev up my engine. It didn’t seem to do much. When I read the ingredients, it showed “flavor.” Naturally, I had to see if it had any. It did not. Well, it tasted bad. If that was the flavor they were aiming for then they hit the nail on the head.

What I did notice on my tongue was a warming, tingling sensation after a while. I assume that’s what I should have been feeling in my naughty bits. I don’t know if it was the tiny taste test or absorbing it through my skin, but while I was sucking Lion, I felt like I was closer to him and further from him at the same time. Yes I was moving, but not that much. It struck me as a psychedelic thing like they show in movies where the camera zooms in and out. It was weird.

Lion asked if I thought I’d be interested in sex after he’s gone. How would I know? I don’t know why I’m not interested now. It’s not like I’ll flip a switch. I won’t be rubbing my hands together saying, “Okay. Lion’s gone. Let’s find some sex.” For all I know, I won’t ever have sex again.

The other issue is Lion riding. I’ve been thinking about trying it again. We’ve lost weight. It might be easier now. But he wants me to have an orgasm doing it. I feel if I want to do reverse Lion riding so he’ll have an orgasm, I should be able to do that for him without worrying about having my own orgasm.

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Mrs. Lion was very unhappy with me about Saturday. As she promised in her post, “Panties, The Treadmill, And A Spanking Tonight,” she spanked me with real enthusiasm. I was yelping and trying to escape in no time. She paid no attention to my protests or the already sore spots from my spanking three days earlier. When she was done, it hurt to lie in bed. It was sore when I tried to get to sleep hours later. Sitting is not comfortable today.

We didn’t do anything sexual. I was probably too uncomfortable, and Mrs. Lion wasn’t feeling in top shape. Assuming that I don’t earn another spanking today (Tuesday), maybe we will try sex tonight. Mrs. Lion is planning to wax me after work today. My balls and butt have gotten pretty hairy. Also, a little patch at the base of my cock keeps growing back. Most of my pubic hair is gone forever.

Mrs. Lion selected an old pair of her panties for me today. Apparently, she and I are the same size. She wears full briefs that are virtually identical to my briefs. The only real difference is the flower pattern and no slit in front for peeing. I bought a couple of pairs of male G-strings that have a nice pouch in front but still have a feminine look Mrs. Lion wants.

Neither of us is obsessed with dressing me in women’s undies. It is an easy way for her to demonstrate her control and build a new dominant habit. Yesterday, I used the treadmill for the first time in ages. I think that regular use will help my balance and ability to walk longer distances. I can use the exercise.

Occasionally, we get a comment or email claiming that my spankings are abuse. I deleted those messages because we have made it very clear that everything we do is consensual. OK, halfway through yesterday’s spanking, I wasn’t feeling very consensual. I wanted Mrs. Lion to stop. That isn’t withdrawal of consent. I knew full well what I was getting into when I agreed to our disciplinary marriage. Mrs. Lion was doing what I asked her to do. Was I sorry I asked her? At that moment I sure was! Now, I’m  grateful she takes the time and energy to spank me.