For the past few nights, Lion has been easily aroused but hard to edge. I think it must have something to do with the fact that he hasn’t gotten his punishment swats. He wasn’t feeling well Saturday night and we were both pretty tired from the day’s chores yesterday for me to even give more than a passing thought to punishing him. Today he reports he’s horny but I wonder if it will be more of the same unless I whomp him.

The easy answer is simply to swat him. Of course we’ll never know if he would have gotten to the edge without the swats. It’s like being stuck in traffic and wondering if the other available route would have gone any faster. There’s no way to know. Maybe he’ll be fine without the swats and then the argument is that he never needed them. If he’s not fine, it’s easy to say he needed them after all. Obviously, I owe him many, many spankings so there isn’t really an issue. Whether he needs the swats to get to the edge or not, he’s getting a sore butt tonight.

I’ll let you in on a little secret: If Lion had gotten to the edge on Saturday, I would have given him an orgasm. I don’t know how many days it’s been but the last one was ruined and that always bugs me. I like to give him a real one as soon as possible. I was also willing to give him one last night. But, for some reason, even if he gets to the edge tonight, I’m not sure I’ll give him one. Why is that?

It’s not like retribution for being difficult two nights in a row. I’m more likely to be disappointed in myself that I couldn’t get him to the edge than mad at him for not making it there. On the other hand, if you had asked me yesterday if I was planning on giving him an orgasm if he made it to the edge last night, I might have said no then too. Apparently it’s not just Lion who is surprised when I decide to give him an orgasm.

I guess the one thing Lion can be sure of is that he’ll get a butt whomping tonight. Nothing else is certain.

waxed manzillion
Here is Lion after his manzillion.
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When Lion first got the Cherry Keeper, I didn’t like it. I had trouble getting in on and then getting it locked. It did seem to keep him centered well, which is good for his peeing needs. Over the course of a few days, it got easier to lock him up. But Lion wasn’t happy with the fit. He ordered a custom one.

This newer one is a bigger pain to get on. He has to be lubed first and then poked and jammed into it. I’m always afraid I’m going to pinch him in any cage so I don’t really like manhandling him. Last week I cut my fingernails short again so last night I decided I had less of a chance of scratching him and if he gets pinched or scratched then it’s his own fault because he told me to do it. Maybe I’ve turned a corner here. If Lion asked me to do something, then I don’t care how much it hurts him. (That may be Lioness 3.0 talking.) [Lion — Sounds like it to me.]

I didn’t spank Lion at all yesterday. We were busy with things and by the time I remembered it was late. And around 11 Lion said, “Uh oh.” I thought he was talking about whatever we were watching on TV and it didn’t seem like an uh oh moment. He said he forgot to tell me it was punishment day. Too late! I think I need a spreadsheet to keep track of all his infractions. I guess I’ll just have to start whomping and finish in a few weeks when I think he’s done. Of course, by then he’ll have added to the list.

One of the things we did yesterday is waxing. It’s not my favorite task in the world but Lion said the fur was long. It’s funny how little I notice it. Even when we’re playing, I can tell it’s long but I couldn’t tell you how long. When he was under the bright lights ready to be waxed, I could see it was more than a half inch. That’s a lot for Lion. He doesn’t even like stubble. I gave him his manzilian. This is the most I used to do. It’s actually a little more than a manzilian. I wax his upper thighs and tummy just above the belly button. It keeps hair out of the way for play. Once I started waxing him, he decided he likes the bald Lion look so I started doing everything but his head and arms. For now, the modified manzilian is all he’s getting. I have other chores to do today.

I’m sure Lion thinks he got a blow job because I waxed him. Not true. I just felt like giving him one. Well, it wasn’t supposed to be a full blow job. And, as it turned out, it wasn’t even an edging. Lion got stuck again. I guess he really needs those swats to keep him going. Never fear. We can do some tonight.

We were both really tired yesterday. Even people at work were falling asleep. We ate lunch together. It’s something we do almost every Friday. When I work a full week I have a half day on Friday and I grab fast food of some sort on the way home. Other times we have errands to run and we eat together then.

When I got home, the landlord’s family was there to get the rest of the wood from the tree that was taken down a month or so ago. We had errands to run but the driveway was now blocked. No matter. We have stacks of boxes of things Lion ordered. One of the boxes was Hello Fresh! so I had to get that in the fridge ASAP.

We ate lunch and then we opened all the boxes. Boxes in boxes. As the pile of empty boxes grew, I realized this is one of the reasons I get crazy on the weekends. There’s always a stack of empty boxes to take out to the recycle bin. I know one bin is almost full so that means Thursday will be a huge garbage day. And then I start thinking about all the other stuff that’s piled up during the week and I get frustrated. And sometimes Lion makes a comment about something that didn’t get done or that needs to be done. And that’s why Saturday’s post is always ARRRRRRRGH!

But not today. Since I had my eureka moment yesterday, and we calmly decided we were too tired to go out to run errands even after our driveway was blocked, we took a nap and went about our day. This morning the plan was to get out early and Lion was still sleeping until a little after 10. I had no idea what kind of night he’d had. He could have been itchy or just not sleeping and I decided it made little sense to wake him up. Things will get done when they get done.

Why am I so calm this weekend? I do not know. The thought just crossed my mind that maybe subconsciously I’ve given myself permission to whomp Lion for annoying me. I have no idea if that’s true. Please allow me to indulge myself by thinking it is true. Otherwise there may be an ARRRRRRRGH! moment in my future.

I didn’t feel all that great last night. Sometimes a medication puts my gut through hell. But I was determined to catch up on some of the punishment swats we’ve been putting off. I still owe Lion for at least two spills and a forgotten punishment day reminder. He’s been very good for about a week and if I had steadfastly whomped him every day, I think we would be done by now.

I haven’t been counting swats. Well, I count ten swats on each cheek. I just haven’t been counting how many sets. I’d guess Lion got somewhere between 200 and 300 swats. And at the end I only did five slow, hard swats on each cheek. Still, it was enough to raise a tiny blood spot and maybe the beginning of a bruise. As we head into the weekend I’ll have more opportunities to swat him multiple times per day. Obviously I could whomp him immediately after I get home and then after my shower, but I haven’t. I could, just as an example, swat him morning, noon and night on Saturday and Sunday. That would go a long way toward getting caught up. How many swats do I actually owe him? I never know how many swats I’ll give him for any specific infraction. I’ll know when he’s paid his dues.

Lion was wild from Wednesday night so it couldn’t have been the cage that made him horny. Perhaps it was the spanking. I do know that he’s been very hard lately. And, dare I say it, maybe even a little thicker. It’s a very strange thing. Could the new cage be making him thicker? I don’t know why it would, but it seems to be. From the first time I unlocked him, he’s had sort of an urgent erection. That sounds weird. What I mean is he had helmet head (marks from the bars of the cage) and he almost sprang out of the cage. I don’t remember that ever happening with the Jail Bird. He’s had helmet head before, but his erection practically launching the cage off when it was unlocked is new.

He was very horny again last night. Unfortunately, I must have hit the turbo button because he had a ruined orgasm before I was able to edge him. One second he was on his way to the edge and the next second he was in orbit. I knew he was excited, but sheesh! Give a girl a warning. I think it surprised him too. It’s happened before but, thankfully, it doesn’t happen often. Neither one of us is thrilled with ruined orgasms.

A little while ago, the new, custom cage came in the mail. As I went downstairs to write my post, Lion was heading to the bedroom, presumably, to put it on. It looks very small to me. Too small. But I know Lion will try his best to get in there. I have no doubt it will fit with some persuasion. How comfortable it will be is another matter. I’m sure he’ll let you know.