One of my pet peeves is when Lion says, “All you have to do….” Oh. Is that all? Other phrases that annoy me are: at the end of the day, it is what it is and it’s to die for. New ones sprang up recently in conjunction with COVID 19. “In these uncertain times…” seems to be the most popular.

Since we’ve been home together 24/7, Lion has been using “are we ever gonna..?” As in, “are we ever gonna use the prickly jock strap?” and “are we ever gonna play?” Ever? Well, I’m sure somewhere in the vastness of “ever” we’ll do it. I know he means he’s looking forward to it or he’s anxious to do it soon, but it seems like we haven’t done anything in eons. Yesterday he asked if we were ever going to do anything sexual. I’m sure he meant before dinner. It was coming up on 6 and we’d been lounging in bed, sort of napping, while watching TV for a few hours.

I did agree to play with him six days out of seven and to make an effort to do it early, but does that mean we can’t ever do things after dinner? “Are we ever gonna play later on?” is a question I should ask him. To me, his asking for sex makes it seem like he’s always thinking about it. I know he isn’t, but it sure sounds that way.

I don’t know why, but it’s taking me a bit to get my head wrapped around playing early. It shouldn’t. As I’ve said, when we first started seeing each other, we played during the day. When I moved in with him, play generally happened in the evening. Work and life took over the day. After dinner we’d settle in and we’d snuggle and play. The only daytime play we seemed to do was in the sling. I don’t know why the sling was during the day. I don’t know why I find it so odd to play during the day now. Aside from Lion still working, we don’t have much structure to our days. In a few weeks, we won’t have any structure at all.

Maybe I need to set an appointment in my head. Three o’clock is sex time. Done. Of course, Lion will ask if he misses that three o’clock appointment, does that mean it won’t happen? In the evening, if he’s snoozing, many times he wakes up too late to do anything. He gets annoyed when I tell him it’s too late. He asks why his snoozing negates play time. It doesn’t necessarily, but what if I was ready to play early that night and he wasn’t and now when he’s ready, I’m not? I guess the simple answer is that I should be able to play with him whenever he’s ready to play. What else am I doing? If I don’t have to be turned on to do it then there’s nothing stopping me from playing at any time.

Obviously, that’s not feasible. I’m not going to drop everything just because he wants to play and he shouldn’t drop everything just because I want to play with him. If three o’clock doesn’t work on a given day, then we’ll do it at a time that does work. I’m just suggesting something to get my mind accustomed to the idea of playing in the afternoon.

We had a fairly busy day yesterday. We drove about an hour to retrieve our camper. This is only the second time I’ve tried to park it in our narrow driveway. It actually went better this time. I won’t say it was without incident. It took me a few tries before I got it where I wanted it. It’s all set up and the fridge is on so we can have a little more food delivered if we need to.

Lion had some work to do and I puttered around the house. We were both pretty tired. I made dinner while he took a shower. While I was cleaning up after dinner, I noticed he hadn’t put the coffee pot together. I decided to be generous and remind him. Between not sleeping, getting the news that he’ll soon be furloughed and venturing out for the first time in a month, I figured he didn’t need to be punished. He said he knew he needed to do it but he’d been so tired and had so many things going on he hadn’t done it yet. He promised to do it while I was showering.

At that point it didn’t really matter to me if he did it or not. He hadn’t. I decided not to punish him. It was done. It’s not such a monumental task that I couldn’t have done it in the morning. There are times I tell him the food spilling rule is suspended if I realize it’s a meal that he can’t help but make a mess. That’s the thing with our rules. We deal with his transgressions and we move on. I don’t keep poking at him about doing it. We do joke about it sometimes, but I would never be mean about it. Salsa has a way of jumping onto his shirt. He knows it. I know it. It’s sort of funny. I may tell him to be careful when we sit down in a Mexican restaurant but it’s not mean. It’s not like we’re at a bar and I tell him not to get drunk like he did last time when he made a fool of himself with the waitress. (That never happened. Just an example.)

I try to be reasonable with the rules. I’m sure Lion thinks I’m too lenient. I knew Lion hadn’t had his coffee break yesterday. We were getting the camper. I knew he was working most of the afternoon. I knew he was tired. What would have been gained by punishing him? It wouldn’t have made me feel any better. It wouldn’t have made him feel any better. If I can’t make decisions like that then what’s the point of being in charge?

Today is another matter. He took a sleeping pill last night and got a decent amount of sleep. I think he’s actually napping right now. It’s not a workday. We aren’t going anywhere. I won’t be so generous about the coffee pot today. [Lion — After I woke up (at nearly noon) got washed and shaved, the first thing I did was prepare the coffeepot for tomorrow morning. Mrs. Lion is let me know that she is not in a charitable mood today.]

Some weeks ago we took our camper for repair. When it was done we decided it wasn’t worth venturing out to retrieve it. Now the repair center is shutting down until May 1 and Lion is concerned that the camper might be broken into. I’ve paid over the phone and they’ll mail our keys to us so we’re limiting that bit of contact. It’s still a bit scary that Lion is going with me but it takes two people to connect the camper and if we don’t have to bring another person into the mix, we shouldn’t be taking too much of a chance.

The scarier thing is that Lion will be furloughed in a few weeks. His company held out as long as they could, giving all full-timers full pay. A quick check of unemployment, bolstered by the federal $600 per week, shows that we may be okay financially, fingers crossed and creditors willing.

Given the current uncertainties, it will be nice to continue things as normal as we can around here. Last night, Lion wasn’t much in the mood for sex but I did play with my weenie for a bit and he said it felt good. I don’t think either of us slept very well last night so I can’t speak to what our level of play will be today, but I’m sure we’ll snuggle together at the very least. This is certainly no time to push each other away. I’m sure as the days go by, we’ll be more apt to play.

The one thing we want to make sure we do is to continue with the blog. Not only is it an outlet for us, but it’s also an outlet for our readers. We may not have much to say, but it keeps us in contact with the outside world even more. I think I’ve been texting, emailing and on phone calls with friends more in the last few weeks than I have been in months. While it’s not the same as face to face contact, it does help with personal contact.

I’m hoping by the time this post publishes, we’ll be on the way back with the camper. I’m actually looking forward to being one of the few vehicles on the highway.

[Lion — We got back just before this post is scheduled to publish. The trip was uneventful and we managed to stay away from everyone else.]

A very long time ago, when we first got together, I said I might get bored with things. I didn’t mean I’d be bored with Lion. I meant I might be bored with doing the same BDSM things every night. I’m not even sure we did BDSM every night when Lion was getting his nightly orgasms. We have added many more things to our repertoire so you’d think I would have a lot of tricks up my sleeve but I might actually be getting bored with it.

Lion has made the comment more than once that I seem to enjoy CBT because that’s all I seem to do. Of all my options, that’s the one that comes to mind most often. I have more ways to torture him that way than any other way. I can spank him but he gets punishment spankings fairly regularly. They are different and maybe a play spanking would help toughen up his cheeks for those punishment swats, but I guess I’ve taken play spanking out of the equation in my mind. I can give him anal attention. He has to be able to stay on his knees for while and that’s not always possible. It also takes a toll on my back and legs, depending on how long we do it. I can make him wear diapers or panties. These are good options because I don’t technically have to do anything other than tell him what the rules are and notice him at different points during the day. And then we’re back to CBT.

I keep going back to the studies that say married couples have sex a few times a week and then that trails off to once a week and then trails off even more with age. Lion wants some sort of sex every night. I’m not saying I don’t want to give him attention. I’m just saying it’s bound to get boring eventually. I’m going to run out of ideas. It’s going to be “just” vanilla more often than not.

Maybe we need to go back to the Box o’Fun. Maybe every few days I need to pick from it to help with the boredom of tying his balls or using clothespins. If I can’t come up with something on my own, I pick from the box and see how it decides I should torture Lion. It’s worth a shot.