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Well, I asked for it. I wanted daytime play. Yeah, what a good idea. Mrs. Lion and I had lunch yesterday at about 12:30 PM. After lunch, Mrs. Lion said she wanted to put me in my prickly jockstrap. This would be the first time I really got to wear it. I just tried it on when it first arrived. I had a bunch of work to do after lunch, but that didn’t stop Mrs. Lion. She strapped me into it. I could feel the little points bite into the tip of my penis. It’s not a very pleasant feeling. Once I sat down at my desk I could feel them digging into the side of my balls as well. Every time I moved, new spots exposed themselves to the sharp, little points. I’m sitting at my desk now and because I’m leaning forward, the entire top of the penis head is being prickled. Ouch.

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This is the inside of the pouch of the leather jockstrap. Those little points are very sharp and dig into my most tender flesh.

The jockstrap is built so that I can’t reach in and make any adjustments. I just have to sit here and suffer. This prickly jockstrap has lockable buckles. We do have locks for them but Mrs. Lion doesn’t feel that’s necessary. It’s because she is sitting only a few feet away from me. This is definitely a painful toy. Speaking of toys, the latest male masturbator arrived today. It’s called Automilker.

This device is made by the same people who bring us the Autoblow masturbator. The Automilker is a vibrator. According to its maker, it’s designed to be like the powerful medical devices used to help paralyzed men ejaculate. If you been reading this blog for a while, you know that I’ve had no real luck with vibrators. However, maybe this is different. I’ll be reviewing it in the near future.

njoy butt plug
The NJoy butt plug that Mrs. Lion planted inside me while she gave me some nice oral attention.

On Sunday night. Mrs. Lion brought out the Njoy butt plug. This one is moderately-sized and quite comfortable after it’s been inserted. She left it in for about an hour and then told me to get into position for oral sex. I’ve been stimulated before while wearing a plug. It’s a little more difficult for me to focus on the arousal, but I’ve been able to go all the way through to ejaculation. Mrs. Lion put in a noble effort to get me to the edge. I just couldn’t quite get there. It wasn’t because of the butt plug. I just wasn’t ready. It still felt really good and made me wish she would keep going. There’s something about a suddenly interrupted blow job that is frustrating and a little disappointing.

I’m not complaining. Mrs. Lion is definitely getting back to her old, scary self. She mused about having me wear the prickly jockstrap under clothing when we go out. That’s a scary thought. It’s something lioness 4.0 would do. My bottom remains pristine. I’ve managed to follow my rules, including reminding Mrs. Lion of punishment days. One of our readers quipped that I haven’t learned by now, I’ll never learn.

The red doesn’t come out well in our photos. My butt was red and sore after forgetting to remind Mrs. Lion of punishment day.

One of the reasons that domestic discipline works so well in terms of modifying my behavior, is that if I forget something I should do, a spanking is sure to refresh my memory. Over the years I’ve read many blog posts written by disciplining women that claim men tend to “forget” to do things they are supposed to after a while. A couple of them claim that we males forget after about a month. A strong spanking improves our memories for at least another month. When it comes to remembering punishment days, I have to admit that I fit that model.

In a vanilla relationship, forgetting to do a chore would result in nagging. Nothing good ever comes of that. The man being nagged is very likely to deliberately stop doing whatever it is he was nagged about. On the other hand, it would be very unusual for me to forget something again after receiving a bottom-blistering spanking from Mrs. Lion. If I do forget again, the next spanking will be substantially more memorable.

I suppose it isn’t remarkable that even an old lion like me can learn new tricks with the help of a paddle. What truly amazes both of us is that we feel that our disciplinary relationship has added a very happy dimension to our lives. Even though Mrs. Lion isn’t particularly fond of spanking me and I definitely don’t like being spanked, we really missed it when we had to stop when I was sick. I am happier when regularly paddled. I don’t think that surprised anyone. The big surprise is Mrs. Lion discovering she missed her role as a spanker. Fortunately, neither of us have to do without.

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We didn’t play yesterday afternoon. I’m going to try my hardest to make sure we do today. Lion was a little perturbed that after all we’ve been writing about, I still didn’t do anything with him early in the day. I have two things to say about that: Shit happens! and we play when I say we play. [Lion — Yes Ma’am.]

While I made dinner, I was trying to figure out what to do with Lion. I decided he could sit with a butt plug up his ass while I took a shower. That would take care of some play. After I finished the dinner dishes I turned on the dishwasher. Oops. I try not to run it when anyone is showering. Lion swears that doing things with water has no effect on showers. If anyone has ever been boiled when someone flushes a toilet, you know why I don’t take a chance.

It was no big deal anyway. It just meant Lion would get his attention earlier. He’d asked if I was just going to leave the butt plug in or move it. I’ve been taking anything he says as a critique lately. I was just going to leave it but it was possible to move it. He said he was just curious.

I don’t know how Lion feels, but it seems like handjobs aren’t working as well as they used to. Even with play, he takes a while to get anywhere. It’s not necessarily right after an orgasm, but his refractory period does seem to slow things down. It makes perfect sense. I’m not saying he’s broken. I got him close to the edge the other day with my hand. And then I decided that he doesn’t necessarily have to get to the edge each time for things to work. Getting him excited, even short of the edge adds to his frustration. It feels good and makes him want more. I’ve only done that to him a few times on purpose, but that’s when I knew he was already horny and frustrated. I got him all revved up and waiting for more and then just stopped. That may be worse than edging him.

I just decided that Lion would react better to some oral activity. I didn’t touch the butt plug; it was still up his ass. I had him lay across the bed and I went to work. I know the butt plug makes an orgasm a bit uncomfortable. Muscles clamping down divert attention from the main attraction. I wasn’t planning on giving him an orgasm, but I knew he’d be acutely aware of the butt plug while I sucked him. Sure, I may be doing something he loves and, in his mind, maybe I’d go all the way even though it hasn’t been long since his last orgasm, but I guy can hope and, oh, by the way, there’s a butt plug up his ass. [Lion — It was 5 days.]

So I sucked and I licked and I tickled his balls. I’m not sure I ever actually got him to the edge or even close, but I decided to stop. He groaned a little bit. Was that the groan of “oh man, I was almost there” or “dammit, I wasn’t even close and I need more”? I don’t know. In either case, I left him wanting more. And more he shall get.

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It feels a little like we are living on the edge of the world. We are isolated in our little house in the rest of the world is virtually unreachable. It’s not a bad feeling. It feels cozy. Just the two of us marooned in something drifting in a sea of deadly creatures. If we stay inside, they can’t get us. We’re especially safe if we put our heads under the covers.

Yesterday, we ordered two small air-conditioners. Our old house had central air. This one has none. Now if the weather gets hot we can turn them on or move into our camper which is safely docked in the backyard. There is little risk making the dash from house to the camper. Our backyard is clear of any possible disease spreaders. Mrs. Lion found instructions on how to make masks, so if we have to venture out we’ll have some protection. Yesterday I found some surgical masks in China on dhgate.com. For less than 60 bucks I bought 100, three-ply masks. They aren’t good enough for medical personnel but will do the trick nicely for us. Mrs. Lion found instructions on how to make a mask using an old T-shirt (here’s the link). If you line the homemade mask with a coffee filter, you get additional protection and a nice disposable way to keep it clean.

Speaking of coffee filters, I got the coffeepot ready yesterday without any prompting from my lioness. I proudly told her about it. She told me I was a good boy. She also intimated that there is a chance I might find myself under her paddle today anyway. I suppose it’s time. She needs some practice figuring out how to provide a more thorough spanking without causing bleeding. It may be the toy or it might be my position. As I recall, when in the milking position there was no bleeding. Spanking was also much more painful. But as she sometimes says, “That’s a Lion problem.”

I wonder if she will remember to use her prickly jockstrap or other toys this time. I’m writing this early on Saturday afternoon. She has a lot of time to make me miserable. The effects of the sleeping pill seem to have worn off. I admit that I’m a bit horny. Writing about spanking always does that to me. It also turns me on thinking about her using some of her nasty toys on me. All except those dollhouse clothespins. They are too awful to anticipate with pleasure.

It’s too bad we don’t have our sling set up. Anal is much easier for Mrs. Lion when I am hanging in the sling. I like it too. There still a lot of stuff to clear up in the room where we plan to set it up.

Sometime in the next week or two, I’ll need to be waxed. Mrs. Lion doesn’t really like doing it but she knows I’m happier without fur. It’s probably time to begin anal activity too. I guess I’ll find out.

It’s hard writing about our activity when we’re not doing anything. Instead of reporting on what happens to me, I find myself sharing wishful thinking. Sometimes this makes useful fodder for Mrs. Lion’s thoughts. Other times it might make her feel a little bit unhappy that she thinks I am not feeling well enough cared for. The record, I don’t feel a bit neglected. I’m delighted just being with my lioness. If I start to act a little antsy, I’m pretty sure I’ll get to feel an intense five or 10 minutes with her paddle. She has a way of calming me down.

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Have you noticed that the vast majority of dominant women’s attention is centered on the male rear end? It came to mind when I was looking for a dominant woman image for Mrs. Lion’s post yesterday. The vast majority of the images showed dominant women providing attention to male and female butts.

lion ass in the air in milking position
Mrs. Lion likes me in the milking position. Everything is accessible. Most of the pictures of me on the site, like this one, show my bare ass. Humiliating! (Yes, I like it)

I suppose that shouldn’t be surprising. Mrs. Lion spends a lot of time looking at my rear end. Last year I did a quick Twitter survey about what part of naked men women prefer to see. A little more than half preferred naked rears. I kind of expected that penises would win by a large margin. I assumed that since the two primary sources of female sexual fun are penises and tongues, the penis would win out over the derrière. Nope.

There are some distinct advantages to paying attention to a rear end. For one thing, there is a wide variety of activities that can be performed without the risk of giving the guy an orgasm. Most of us are inherently embarrassed when we have to expose our asses for whatever attention a fully dressed woman cares to give them. Spanking, probably the most popular activity, has the dual benefit of humiliation and safe administration of pain. It’s no secret that Mrs. Lion spanks me when I need punishment.

In addition to convenience and safety, the ass is defenseless. Spanking is easily accomplished without risk of reprisal. The anus has no teeth and can be safely penetrated with or without the permission of its owner. Put another way, the derrière is a sensation receiver. It has no real ability to transmit sensations to the person attending to it. This is in distinct opposition to the penis, which is also a sensitive receiver of sensation. The difference is that the penis is capable of administering sensation too. It can provide pleasure through intercourse. It can also be messy.

In addition to the other benefits of that rear-facing part of a man’s anatomy, it also puts him in a position that makes it difficult-to-impossible for him to see what you’re doing. That provides an element of surprise. It also means that he is limited in how much verbal feedback he can give you. If he’s in the kind of position I usually assume, he’s up on his knees with his face in the covers of the bed. It takes quite a bit of effort to rise up and make a comment. If Mrs. Lion doesn’t like the comment, she can use her paddle to provide immediate feedback to me.

ginger root on its way up lion's ass
Carved ginger root is on its way up my butt. No lube, of course, that would block the burn. It went up surprisingly easily anyway.

I’ve noticed that many women enjoy penetrating a man’s anus. I’m not sure what the root of this is, but there seems to be some particular pleasure in sticking something up a guy’s ass. Mrs. Lion has a large array of anal implements I’ve purchased for her. She’s also bought some of her own. I’ve never found anal penetration stimulating, or for that matter, even comfortable. I do get a sense of accomplishment when Mrs. Lion is able to penetrate me with something larger than I thought I could handle. Over the years, she has trained my rear end to accept up to four of her fingers and plugs almost 2 inches in diameter.

There is something inherently submissive about presenting a naked rear end to a partner. When Mrs. Lion tells me to get into the milking position, she has access to my cock and balls as well as my butt and anus. It’s all there for her to see and enjoy. I am acutely aware of my vulnerability. If she has me lie on my back with my legs apart, I don’t feel particularly vulnerable. I feel excited that something interesting and sexual will happen. This is true even when I know that she plans some painful play. Very often I remain aroused and erect while she covers my balls with clothespins or Icy Hot. I almost never sport an erection when I’m getting rear attention.

I like this feeling of vulnerability. It’s exciting in its own way. Sex feels better after a session of anal stimulation. What can I say? I love that milking position.