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Once I got the jealous dog out of the room, I was able to get Lion interested. At a certain point, however, it seemed like we weren’t getting any further. I suggested sucking him. Before I even had the full question out of my mouth he said yes. What took me so long to ask? He makes me smile.

I started off slow. I wanted to build some anticipation before I took him to the edge. Little did I know it would be a slow ride to the top. I wasn’t sure we’d get there. He wasn’t super hard. I knew he liked what I was doing because I heard him gasp from time to time. And then, without further ado, he was on his way to an orgasm. I’d intended to give him one. I just thought I’d edge him a time or two first. Oh well. No harm, no foul.

As I was sucking him, I was thinking about the twelve days of Christmas. It might have been nice to give him the twelve orgasms of Christmas. At day six, we’re already behind schedule. For the record, he’d need an orgasm every 2.5833333333 days and that’s utilizing all 31 days in the month. As it stands, we’re down to once every 2.08333333 days. In our younger days, that would have been doable. Not so much anymore. Don’t get me wrong. We can still go for it. It’s just not as realistic as it might have been even five years ago. I think five or six orgasms in December might be more reasonable. 2021 would be going out with a bang. A lot of bangs.

Of course, if I want to up that percentage, I could utilize a few techniques sure to get him horny. He’s been eager to try out the new restraints he bought. Bondage in any capacity usually works. Despite his distaste for IcyHot and tiny clothespins, they do tend to get his motor running. A butt plug or other anal activity works too. I wouldn’t use spanking, especially if I am more observant. Punishment does make him horny, but a play spanking would be too much. I still don’t think that will buy us an orgasm every two days or so, but it will be fun to try.

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We had another two football games Sunday. Our team lost, but our adopted team won in a strange game. Lion took his shower late while I made dinner. It was fairly late by the time we were done, and I had my shower. Although I played with my weenie, there was no nookie to be had. Lion wants to get an earlier start tonight.

We have been in a slump lately. I may have turned Lion on a bit by punishing him, but we haven’t been able to take advantage of that. Last night, when I asked Lion if he was horny, he said he didn’t know. If he doesn’t know, how should I know? The obvious answer is that I could try to arouse him. What if he doesn’t respond? He’ll say I’ll think I wasted my time. I think I’ve wasted his. The bigger problem is that if he doesn’t get aroused, I’ll wonder if it’s because he’s not horny or if I can’t turn him on. He doesn’t like initiating because he doesn’t want to be rejected. I don’t like being rejected either.

It’s true that he’s not directly rejecting me if he’s not horny or interested, but couldn’t the same thing be said if I don’t respond to his advances? Initiating and rejection can happen to both of us. I ask if he’s interested because I don’t want to bother him if he’s not. It may sound strange, but I like when he tells me if he doesn’t think, we’ll get very far. He’s the one who knows how he feels.

Obviously, it’s different if he’s horny and things don’t quite work out. I try. He tries. At least we had fun along the way. Even if he tells me he doesn’t think we’ll get very far, but it feels nice when I fondle him, I keep going. I guess it’s all about expectations. If he lets me know he’s not up for it, I won’t think I’ve disappointed him by not being able to get him there. I don’t think either one of us feels like we’re in it for ourselves. We’re both worried about disappointing each other. The bottom line is that Lion can’t disappoint me as long as he’s enjoying himself.

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I admit it. I wasn’t really in the mood to spank Lion last night. He said he’d gladly postpone it. Ordinarily, I would have been tempted to let it go until tonight. However, it was the first time I’d spanked him two nights in a row. It had to be done.

The dog, who normally gets locked out of the bedroom during punishment because she’s a distraction, laid under the bench and licked Lion’s hands in sympathy. She must have been wondering why the mean lady, who stole most of her toys, was hurting her friend. She didn’t try to stop me by jumping or growling. She was only there to comfort Lion.

Lion’s buns looked sore. They were. I wondered how quickly he would start yelping. In fairness, he’s been yelping fairly soon after any spanking starts, even if I don’t think I’m hitting particularly hard. I do start out slow. He needs time to warm up. Not much time, but I can’t whomp hard out of the gate. I thought he would start bleeding right away. He’d bled a little on Friday night. It wasn’t much, although I did have to wipe it off a few times so it wouldn’t drip onto the carpet. To my surprise, it took a while for him to bleed. I think I was a little more than halfway through when the first drop appeared. Maybe his hide is getting tougher. Again, it bled enough for me to need to wipe it off. It stopped as soon as I was done spanking.

Lion wanted sex too. He needs a little while to recover from spanking. When I tried to get a rise out of my weenie, it wasn’t working. Lion said he didn’t think it would work no matter what I did. We’ve played after punishment before. Maybe this time, it was too much. Two days’ worth of sore buns might have counteracted any ideas of an erection. Perhaps he wasn’t any sorer than he was after the first night, but maybe his pride was a little more hurt. Whatever the reason, we were done for the night.

I don’t know exactly when he did it, but the coffee pot was set for this morning’s breakfast. He’s no dummy. There’s no way he was getting punished three days in a row. I bet he’ll be on his best behavior for about a week. He doesn’t want to see that spanking bench again any time soon.

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Oops! The coffee maker wasn’t set up this morning.

As I was spanking Lion last night, I asked if he’d ever been spanked two nights in a row. We decided the closest he’d gotten was twice in three nights. I guess streaks were made to be broken. He forgot the coffee pot again. The thing is, I thought he went in to do it. I swear he went into the kitchen last night. I must have imagined it. Maybe it was wishful thinking.

Since I’ve been working from home, we usually make a second pot of coffee. I’m usually the one who makes it. I put the coffee pot together, pour our cups, deliver them to our desks and then go back to wash out the coffee pot and filter basket so that Lion can put it back together for the morning. And I did all that. I know it wasn’t put together when I made dinner. I don’t remember looking after that. I was sure he did it. Is there a gremlin in the house who took it apart again?

Just before going to sleep, Lion said his butt hurt. I said it was good, and maybe he’ll be more careful what he says and how he says it. I never thought about the coffee pot. Would I have reminded him if I knew he’d be in trouble again so soon? Maybe. I’ve reminded him in the past. I’ve also not reminded him in the past. Is it fair for him to be punished just one day after being spanked? Why not? If he were caught speeding two days in a row, he’d probably get two speeding tickets. Rules are rules.

Of course, I could find another way to punish him. He hasn’t had to sit in the corner in a long time. He hasn’t had to hold soap in his mouth. Those are add-on punishments, but there’s no reason I couldn’t combine them. It would spare his buns. But should I spare his buns? He did earn his punishment. I could see if he was punished yesterday for the coffee pot, and today he pissed me off, and I decided to let him off with a warning. But it’s the coffee pot. Again. That damn coffee pot gets him in so much trouble.