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Between fixing my truck and the casino, I did some damage to my bank account. And to think, I was the one who suggested going! Oh well. I was somewhat entertained while I lost my money. Lion had fun and I had fun watching Lion have fun.

We didn’t play last night. I was really tired by the time we got home. I think that was a given when we decided to go to the casino. But I did promise Lion some dungeon fun this weekend. We woke up late today so we may push our shopping off till tomorrow. That would still give us time either day for play. It’s raining so neither of us is motivated to go outside anyway. Snuggling up and watching movies sounds like a plan.

The other night I noticed some fur growing back on my balls. It felt like five o’clock shadow to me. Lion took a picture and said there are some longer hairs but we should still wait at least a week for waxing. He figures every four weeks should be the goal. Apparently that’s what people do when they go for professional waxing. Since Lion bought another wax warmer, we are fast approaching professional capacity. It shouldn’t come as any surprise. Lion researches and stocks up on most things we need. We have hundreds of diapers, more barbecue sauce than we can use, and cookbooks galore. My boss laughs at me when she mentions something she’s thinking about buying and I say we have three in our garage. Sometimes we sell stuff and other times we can find the perfect gift for someone without leaving the comfort of our own home.

This latest wax warmer is double barreled. He found out that the stripless wax we’ve been using isn’t the preferred one for sensitive areas like balls. There’s one with a lower melting temperature so it won’t burn him when it’s applied. Not that I’ve actually burned him. He just gets a nasty jolt sometimes. Not as bad as when he scalded himself but a jolt nonetheless. Next time I wax, we’ll have all four waxes at our disposal and I can de-fur him more safely. I may need to color-code Lion so I can keep track of which wax goes where.

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We’re heading back to the casino tonight. Lion needs a new pair of shoes, to paraphrase. We used to spend almost every weekend and some week nights at a few casinos in the area. That was excessive. I was bored just after I walked in. Sometimes I’d go read a book or people-watch while Lion played slots. Once every few weeks is more than enough for me. Lion gets stir crazy when he works from home. I don’t think he ever went into the office this week. He does go out for lunch sometimes but he gets very bored at home. We are opposites in that respect too.

We didn’t play last night. It was day one of a new wait for him. That’s not as ominous as it sounds. Lion’s waits are rarely longer than a few days. When I made him wait a week recently, he whined a little bit. Poor thing. He’s out of practice.

What Lion wants more than an orgasm is play time. Edging isn’t considered play time. He requires a certain amount of pain or he becomes less interested in sex. A crack of a whip, so to speak, will snap him out of it. I’ve never tried a whip on Lion. I don’t intend to. I can barely land a flogger.

I was thinking, this weekend, perhaps we can use our waxing studio/dungeon for play. The sling is just hanging there. No one’s been strapped in for a long time. Lion was talking about anal play the other day. Maybe it’s time to have some. I’m not committing to ongoing training. I’m just thinking his butt would look nice with a small dildo sunk in there. Perhaps some easy pegging with it. I could even give him some oral attention while pegging him with my finger. Or fingers. I have options.

Lion is hearing this for the first time here. The only thing I mentioned to him about this weekend is the casino and some shopping. I’m sure he’ll be excited.

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lion on knees for pegging
I’m in position for the pegging and spanking owed to me.
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Thursday night, Mrs. Lion brought out the Box O’Fun. I groaned inwardly. I was tired and not feeling very frisky. Of course, that’s why we have the box, to prevent inertia from setting in. I picked a card. Mrs. Lion opened it, folded it back up and put it in the box.

“Pick another card.”

“Why,” I asked.

“It’s spanking again. We just did that.”

I dutifully picked another card. Mrs. Lion looked at it and frowned.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Pegging. I don’t want to do that now.”

“That’s fine with me,” I said.

Mrs. Lion put the box away. This was a new situation. We had agreed to perform what the card said immediately. But we just went Meh and went about our business. This isn’t a good precedent. Now what? I suggest that we carry out the activity (pegging) as soon as possible. Last night we snuggled, but Mrs. Lion didn’t elect to “make up” the two Box O’Fun activities. Maybe she will be in the mood today.

It’s been a couple of months since my last anal visit. It isn’t my favorite activity. It’s not pleasant for me. Mrs. Lion resists it because anal requires prep and work to initiate it.

This is an activity that emotionally turns me on and, when I think about it, I feel particularly submissive. I also like the challenge of working up to larger dildos and plugs. In short, I both love and hate it. I think that since we agreed to abide by the cards drawn, we owe the Box two activities. I selected a spanking, then a pegging. By rights, we should do both.

After all, the reason for the box is inspiration. Mrs. Lion is way too kind sometimes. I almost never want to have things up my ass. Mrs. Lion will agree to let me avoid penetration if I object. The box can’t hear my objections. When it comes to punishment, Mrs. Lion’s hearing isn’t very good either. My objections fall on deaf ears. I suppose she may want to tune out when I don’t want to play. I like that idea.

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We’ve tried a lot of things over the years. Some have worked and some haven’t. Why? I’m not exactly sure but I have a theory. Well, first, it has to be a good idea. Having Lion stand on his head in the corner as punishment is just not doable. Making him get the mail naked is similarly not doable. But even if I think it’s a good idea, I think I sabotage things. Not necessarily on purpose. But if it isn’t an easy thing to do, I’ll stop doing it.

I have several examples. Taking Lion downstairs to play in the swing may not seem difficult, but it’s definitely not as easy as playing on the bed. Restraining him to the bed is definitely not as easy as not restraining him to the bed. Pegging Lion so I’ll be able to fist him is not as easy as not pegging him. This is not to say I won’t do these things. I just won’t do them often. And pegging requires a lot of time and consistency, and I don’t think it will ever happen.

Why did the chastity device work? It was easy. I don’t have to do anything. Every other day I have to unlock him and play with him. Simple! I even upped it to most days. It’s really not that difficult. You know what’s easier? Having him wild. I don’t have to do a thing when I want to play with him. It’s a couch potato’s dream! (No, Lion, I’m not saying I don’t want you caged.)

I think I have to be very careful about what I’m willing to commit to. No, I didn’t think the cage would last. I figured I’d just wait Lion out and it would be done in a matter of weeks. But then something weird happened. It became part of a routine. It really wasn’t hard for me to unlock him and lock him back up. I mean, sometimes the cage can be a little difficult to work with, but it’s really not that hard.

We do have our cycles of not playing as much as Lion would like. I tend to go right for the edging and ignore the fact that he likes to be restrained or have clothespins on his balls. When I realize what’s happening I try to throw in more BDSM. I don’t usually remember diapers or panties unless Lion mentions them. We’ve got hundreds and hundreds of diapers and we don’t use them much. And it’s pretty much my fault.

I don’t want to do diapers just because Lion mentions diapers. That makes it seem like he’s running the show. But now that I’ve thought of it on my own…I see a wet butt in Lion’s immediate future.