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In: Communication, Panties

The thought occurred to me today that, since Lion has been self-stimulating himself, he might be more ready for anal action. I don’t know if this is the case. I’m assuming the probe has loosened him up somewhat. If nothing else, he’s probably used to something invading his posterior. Of course, the opposite might be true. Or, in fact, any other anal invasion could reverse the good the stimulation is doing. That last idea just came to me.

I wasn’t chomping at the bit to do anal activity. I know Lion likes some attention here and there. It was only because he’s been stimulating his muscles or prostate or whatever the probe is doing that I thought about anything anal. For all I know, the anal we’ve done in the past could be the cause of his problem now. On the other hand, maybe doing more anal might have headed off his issue. I just don’t know. I’m not sure anyone does. We’ll discuss this and get back to you. [Lion — The EMS stimulation is building up my pelvic floor muscles (kegel), which has nothing to do with anal play. My prostate is uninvolved. If she likes, Mrs. Lion can insert the probe.]

Today is the first day of my “coming attractions” experiment. Can I give Lion hints about what’s to come without sending an email? I’ve left things on the bed in the past, and he’d wondered if they were there as a precursor of future play. Sometimes it was. I put it there so I wouldn’t forget. Other times, it was just there because I hadn’t gotten around to putting it away yet. For the past few days, I’ve been thinking about putting the frilly panties on the bed at night and telling him I expect him to wear them the next day. And then I forget to do it. I could put them on the bed now and tell him to wear them after lunch. I could even put them there now and tell him he’s wearing them tomorrow. Assuming I can remember, I’ll do one of those.

I have a lot to do around here today. Things have been piling up. Along the way, I’ll drop hints for Lion about what will happen later. It’s not just the panties he’ll have to think about.

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In: Sex, Orgasm
magic wand on my hard penis

Nothing pumps up the ego like hearing you’re doing a worse job than you thought you were doing. When I promised Lion things by email and didn’t follow through, he felt bad. I stopped promising. I know he doesn’t really like it when I go straight to it, but don’t I need to know if he’s interested?

If he’s breathing, he’s interested. Not so. He needs warmup just like I did. Apparently, it can’t just be playing with his weenie. That makes sense, to some extent. He likes something more than just playing with his weenie to start his engine. When I put clothespins on his balls, he tells me it would be better if I got things started by playing with his weenie first. And men say they don’t understand women.

I didn’t eat dinner last night. I had heartburn and assumed I had eaten too much for lunch. During training, we were provided with breakfast and lunch. Thursday was tacos. I didn’t think I ate too much at the time. Maybe I didn’t. Maybe it was the sauce. Maybe it was mixing the sauces. Whatever the cause, I didn’t feel like eating. I still wanted to give Lion attention, but oral didn’t seem like a great idea. For whatever reason, I brought out the Magic Wand.

I told Lion if he was doing electrical stimulation in the back, I could do it in the front. I was thinking if I got him going, maybe I could still suck him. Then I thought I’d just edge him. Then I wondered if we’d get anything from a Magic Wand orgasm. I waffled a bit between edging and orgasm.

If I gave him an orgasm last night, would he be ready for more action at some point over the weekend or would it be too soon? If I edged him, I could give him an oral orgasm tonight. Admittedly, I kept thinking yesterday was Friday, so assuming he might be down for the count made more sense.

At any rate, things were going well. I changed to a more sustainable position and kept going. Lion was having fun. He was getting closer. What the hell. Even if he couldn’t get excited again for the rest of the weekend, an orgasm is always nice. Of course, afterward, he told me he was looking forward to an oral orgasm. Can’t win. Luckily, I don’t give up easily. Or maybe I’m just stupid. Either way, he’ll have another chance to strut his stuff now that it’s actually the weekend.

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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.