Our heat wave started yesterday. We were stuck in cooler weather while most of the country sweltered. It’s our turn now. However, our heat wave only takes us up in the 90s. I find it difficult to handle that. I can’t imagine what I’d do if I was in Texas like my son and his wife. Blech. Heat.

Stupidly, I have been mowing the lawn. It really needed it and I’ve been doing it in the morning, before it gets too hot. It may be too hot already today, but I don’t have that much left to do. I came inside for some water and to sit in front of the fan before my final push. This may be the last time the grass will need mowing this summer. We’re entering the three months of the year that it doesn’t rain much.

We’ve been going to bed at midnight and waking up at 6 am. Well, Lion did that for a few days and then I started yesterday. He slept in. Today we were both up at 6. Why? It’s Sunday. Let me sleep! Between the heat, lack of sleep and still being achy from cleaning out the camper and all of that running around, I’ve been wiped out. I don’t normally nap. I did a little bit on Saturday afternoon. We had the air conditioners on and it was very pleasant.

After dinner, I snuggled close to Lion and fondled my weenie. I wasn’t actively trying to get him hard. I was letting him know the offer was on the table. Eventually, I asked if he’d be very upset if I sucked him. I was teasing, of course. I figured he’d jump at the chance. We haven’t been very physical since his orgasm last weekend. I sucked him less urgently than I have in the past. I can see how he’d think I was just trying to get it over with. This time I used less suction and let my tongue wander a little more. I don’t know if he noticed. I think I’m doing all these great things and when I ask him about it, he says he didn’t notice. I know blood has left his brain, but I’d think he’d feel some difference.

[Lion — I do feel differences but I can’t really identify what has changed. Some of Mrs. Lion’s tricks feel amazing. I hate to break my concentration to comment. Next time I will so she knows what works best. It all feels great!]

The past few times I’ve played with him, he’s gotten an orgasm. I take pity on the poor boy because sometimes he has trouble getting anywhere near the edge. I’m afraid if I stop, he won’t be able to get back. Last night I didn’t care. Well, I did care. I just didn’t think he should get an orgasm every time he gets attention. That’s not the way his world works. Orgasm denial doesn’t mean I don’t give him sex for a while and then he gets an orgasm. It means I get him all riled up and sometimes leave him hanging. And that’s exactly what I did to him last night. I don’t know if he was surprised or not. He’s got to watch out for me. I’m a tricky one.

[Lion — Teasing like that is what I signed up for. It’s effective because I don’t masturbate. If I could, I would have to go back into a male chastity device.]

Lion has a doctor appointment this afternoon and then we’re running some errands. He mentioned going to the casino, but I’m wondering if it will be crowded since most people in Washington don’t have air conditioning and it’s already 77 degrees out. He also wants to find cherries and raspberries. We can’t do everything at once, of course, so we may have to decide what’s most important to him. I have a few chores to do, including mowing the lawn, which I hope to do early in the morning before the heat gets too bad. The rest of the weekend, we’ll probably be hiding out in the house with the air conditioners going.

Our farm is giving us a lot of lettuce. I just picked some last night for a salad and this morning it had grown right back up. Lion says that means we have to eat more salad. Yay. We have flowers on the tomato plants and the strawberries are trying to ripen. Lion is a very good gentleman farmer. What’s funny to me is that I mentioned having an indoor hydroponic garden many years ago. Lion laughed at me and said people would think we were growing pot.

In the relative cool of the house this weekend, we can take some time to play. I don’t know what sort of mood Lion has been in, but I’ve been sore. I know his hand hurts from his fall, but that shouldn’t stop him from enjoying some weenie attention. As a matter of fact, weenie attention should distract him from hand pain. We can certainly try it. Even if it doesn’t completely cancel out the pain, it should feel pretty good.

There was another stupid hockey game on TV last night, so Jeopardy wasn’t on until later. We don’t usually watch it if it’s not on at its regular time, so no Zapardy. Lion fell yesterday and hurt his hand. I was tired from another day of cleaning and standing. He snoozed, and I played on my iPad. Today I’m really tired. I guess I haven’t been sleeping well. Lion has been up before six a few days this week. I don’t know what’s wrong with us.

We’re finally in for a few days of sunshine. It’s going to be quite hot from Saturday to Monday. The rest of the country has been broiling while we had rain and cooler temperatures. It figures we’d go from zero to 100 in nothing flat. I need to set up our air conditioners and mow the lawn before it gets too hot. I’m sure I can get some of the lawn done.

I didn’t tell Lion last night because his hand hurt, but he forgot to close the shower door. I didn’t want to add butt pain to hand pain, so I let him off the hook. He never knew he was on the hook, but I won’t punish him for it. We also got a phone call as he was getting out of the shower, which disrupted his routine. I’m sure that made him forget the door. There has been so much turmoil around selling the truck and camper I wouldn’t punish him if he left the shower door open until the sale is done. It’s been frustrating for both the buyers and us. Credit unions are the worst. Why make life so hard? I want to pay off a loan. Take the money.

Depending on how tired we are, I might give Lion some attention. The other night, I snuggled with him and massaged my balls and weenie. I wasn’t trying to get him hard. I just wanted to feel him up. We both enjoy that. Even if that’s all he’s up for, I’m happy to do it. Closeness and a weenie rub? Yes, please.

We have tried many different techniques for punishment spanking. Sometimes I counted the swats. Sometimes I hit until Lion’s buns got rosy red. Sometimes I started out slow and built up speed and intensity. Sometimes I swung for the fences right of the bat. He’s been bent over, flat on the bed, supported by pillows, and on a bench. It’s taken us a long time to get to the point that we are “happy” with the way I do it. Of course, Lion isn’t happy about being spanked. Well, he’s happy he’ll be spanked, but he’s not happy during the spanking.

What works for us may not work for you. You’ll probably have to experiment. How hard can you hit? How hard should you hit? How fast? How long? There are more factors than you may realize. When I first started spanking Lion, for BDSM, he barely felt it. I was afraid to hurt him. They were probably less than love taps. Now, I regularly make him bleed.

We have settled on a spanking bench. It’s not purpose-built. It’s really just a bench you can get from any store that sells furniture. Lion positions his torso on the bench and allows his legs to dangle. I can either strap him down or not. He prefers to be strapped down. I don’t know if this is because he knows he moves and he doesn’t want to be tempted to move too much. I think he should be able to stay still and take his punishment with no external help. However, I indulge him and strap him down. I started out strapping him once around his upper abdomen/chest area and once around his hips. The problem is that Lion has no butt, so that strap kept falling down. Very recently, I decided to put the strap around his thighs. I figure if it’s going to slide down anyway, it might as well start out there.

We have settled on ten minutes as the time of an initial spanking. If he breaks another rule before I have a chance to spank him, that increase by five minutes. If he breaks another rule within a short amount of time after a spanking, the next spanking will have five minutes added to it. So far, the most he’s ever gotten is fifteen minutes. He tends to be on his best behavior after a spanking so he usually doesn’t have any time added. Ten minutes is a long time for both of us. Obviously, it feels longer to him.

When we first started our ten-minute spankings, I started the timer right away and started spanking pretty hard right away. Wrong. First of all, the dog would always be annoying and I’d have to put her on a leash or lock her out of the room, and the timer would be running when I wasn’t spanking him. Second of all, if I was hitting hard right away, he wouldn’t make it very far before he was screaming. The fix is to start out spanking with less intensity before the timer is set. We build up the intensity and give the dog and Lion a chance to get used to the idea. Once I’ve decided his buns are warmed up, I set the timer but I still don’t hit him as hard as I can. There’s time for that.

I try to give swats on alternating cheeks. I don’t know why. I guess I just don’t want to gang up on one cheek more than the other. Sometimes I hit rapid-fire, still alternating, and sometimes I go slower. Slowing down gives both of us a chance to catch our breath. And I usually do end with harder swats, spaced out a little bit.

Aside from my goal of giving Lion a good spanking, sometimes I want certain things to happen. I may want his buns to be rosy all over. I may want him to feel it the next day. I may want to concentrate on the crack of his ass. Whatever the case, I go for the ten minutes and decide whether he’s had enough. If not, I keep going. I don’t normally go for much longer, but I’m sure it feels like it to Lion.

And that’s the way we do it. Maybe it will work for you. Maybe it won’t. Experiment and see what works. I like experimenting.