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In: diapers, Panties
Diaper or panties? Which should I make Lion wear?

A while ago, I needed to be in the office for part of the day. I was going to make Lion wear a pair of frilly panties. I forgot. When I told him about it, he said I could do that any day. While that is true, the purpose of wearing the panties was for him to be reminded of me even if I was twenty miles away at work. I’ve had three opportunities in the past few weeks to make him wear the panties and I’ve forgotten every time. I guess I will have to make him wear them when I’m home.

I could also have him wear a diaper from time to time. He hates that, especially when I make the rule that he can change when he’s saturated, but he has to pee in the fresh diaper as soon as he puts it on. In other words, he may have peed three times in a diaper before he’s allowed to change it and as soon as he puts a clean one on, he has to pee immediately. This ensures he’s never in a dry diaper and, therefore, he’s always uncomfortable.

I’ve never asked him if he prefers wearing panties or a diaper. He’ll wonder what difference his preference is. I’ll make him to whatever I want anyway. It matters because I’m asking him. I know he hates both. I want to know which he hates more. What will I do with that information? Maybe nothing. Maybe I’ll decide I only want to make him slightly uncomfortable on a given day. Another day, I might decide I want him more uncomfortable. It’s quite possible he hates both equally but for different reasons. Maybe the frilly panties are too girly for him and the diapers are too yucky.

Whatever his reasons, I see frilly panties and diapers in Lion’s future. I’m psychic like that.

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In: Mrs Lion Comments

As I suspected, my meeting this morning was a waste of my time. None of it really pertained to me. My training will come tomorrow, supposedly. Since I’m the only one who does my job, I’m left largely to my own devices. I’m sure I’ll have to figure out most of it by myself. This afternoon, we’re rushing to get things done in the old system that won’t transfer to the new one. Of course, they should have both systems running side by side for a while, but that’s not how we roll.

I was tired last night, so we didn’t do anything. I wasn’t even up for snuggling. Right now, I have a headache from my meeting, and I’m working a little bit later than usual for the final push. It’s not all that late, though. Assuming I get rid of my headache and have leftover pizza for dinner, I should have enough energy for some Lion play. He’s a horny, horny boy, but what else is new.

Tonight, I think oral attention is warranted. I don’t know that he’ll have an orgasm, but I can certainly edge him. Groundhog Day seems like a good day to edge him over and over and over again with no orgasm. The date is also repetitive. 2-2-22 or 2-2-22 if you express it day, month, year rather than month, day, year. At least tomorrow won’t be Groundhog Day all over again. Maybe he’ll have an orgasm tomorrow. We’ll have to see what the calendar has in store for him.

A few months ago, I set up recurring tasks in my work calendar. Maybe I should set “just because” spankings up the same way. If he hasn’t earned a punishment, I should get a reminder to swat him anyway. Lion is always after me to set up my personal Outlook account. Now might be the perfect time to do so.

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We ordered pizza last night. It’s been a while. Even the pizza guy noticed when he brought up our information. It was very good, too. Not that it isn’t normally, but it seemed to have extra cheese on it and the cheese was extra stringy. Yum. Despite that, neither of us ate more than two slices. We have leftovers for lunch or tonight.

When I played with my weenie, I wasn’t sure we’d get very far. Lion made all the right purring noises, but he didn’t seem very interested. He was disappointed when I stopped so I kept going. Then, I heard the unmistakable even breathing of him sleeping. Nope. We didn’t get very far. That’s okay. It’s not a testimony of my skill at arousing him. He didn’t sleep well. I don’t think he snoozed at all while we were waiting for the pizza. He may very well have been interested in sex. He was just too tired.

We can certainly try again tonight. I think he slept better last night. He’s probably just as horny, if not more, than he was yesterday. If he falls asleep again, then we have a problem. No. It’s fine. Everything’s fine. One of the good (or bad, depending on how you look at it) things about sex being one-sided is that I’m not all revved up with no place to go. If I was horny and he couldn’t “perform”, there might be a bigger problem. I might be disappointed. Other than times when I’m looking forward to giving him an orgasm, he can’t really disappoint me. We still get to be close. We still get to snuggle. We still hold hands. There’s no loser in those scenarios. Lion may be disappointed in himself, but he doesn’t need to apologize to me. He does sometimes, but he doesn’t have to.

From his point of view, I can see apologizing if I’ve spent some time and effort trying to get him to the edge and he can’t make it. He still doesn’t have to, but I understand the reasoning. I don’t think I’ve ever given him cause to think I was upset. If anything, I feel like I haven’t done enough for him. I guess that’s what happens when neither one of us is selfish. Lion worries about the one-sidedness of our sex life. He absolutely doesn’t need to worry. I’m happy making him happy.

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In: Orgasm
That’s my lion!

I have training this week. I’m not looking forward to it. It strikes me as a meeting that should have been an email. My department is different from the rest and, while I do need to know some of the same things, only my boss needs to know how to do my job. I’m sure I’ll be bored. I hate being bored. I find it more exhausting than being too busy.

Lion was on hold with iRobot, trying to get our stupid robot vacuum serviced again. Then he got a phone call he was waiting for, so he passed iRobot to me so he could be bounced around on another phone call. I’d just started writing my post. It’s difficult to write while obnoxious hold music is blaring in your ear. And I should be working. And the dog is whining. It’s still better than being bored.

It’s the last day of January. Lion is already ahead of the game as far as orgasms are concerned. By rights, I should give him one tonight just in case we fall behind at some point in the future. Of course, unlike Lion setting up the coffee pot, there’s no penalty for not giving him the desired number of orgasms per month. My desired, not his. If I asked him, he’d probably want more than one a week. There’s nothing wrong with that, and he may wind up getting more than one a week, but I’m committed to one a week for the year. I don’t know when Lion last had 52 orgasms in one year. I’m sure he knows, or he can look it up. I bet it’s been a few years, at least. [Lion — The last time I had at least 52 orgasms was in 2018 when I had 60\

The problem I have with giving him one tonight is that we haven’t done anything since his past orgasm. I spanked him one night, but that doesn’t count as sex. I feel like I should edge him a few times between orgasms. Where’s the frustration in giving him an orgasm every few days? Sure, he may be horny, but he won’t be suffering. There’s that bitch peeking out again. Make the poor Lion suffer. Spoiler alert: he loves it.