Thanks to Hulu and other streaming services, it’s possible to go back and watch TV series from the beginning. We’ve been doing this with some of our favorites. One of the longest-running TV shows is “Law and Order SVU.” We’ve watched it steadily over the years. We went back and watched the show from the beginning. Holy shit! The first two seasons are amazing. The stories are incredible. The acting is wonderful. As time went by, the scripts became less and less exciting. The actors often phoned in their roles. Don’t get me wrong. The shows are still good. But they are mere shadows of the earlier episodes. I suppose every series eventually jumps the shark.*

We are less than 100 posts from our 5,000th. I wonder if we aren’t also fading away. Our lives aren’t filled with dramatic new episodes every day. Our posts often cover ground we wrote about in the past. Very few blogs have this many posts. Mrs. Lion and I are aware that our content is relatively tame compared with our writing several years ago. Maybe we should retire or perhaps write less.

We’ve discussed our options. Both of us still want to write nearly every day. It adds something to our lives when we share in real-time. Unlike some other bloggers, we don’t analyze reader statistics to determine which topics draw the most readers. I note how many people visit our site. That number varies within a fairly small range. Lately, it appears that spanking posts draw more visitors. In the past, chastity and sex seemed to be our main attraction.

Since we have nothing to sell other than my book, it doesn’t matter how many people visit. I value the comments and mentions on other blogs the most. I’ve learned from readers. When you take the time to talk to us, there is a real sense of satisfaction. A few people comment on every post. While we don’t respond to everyone, we both appreciate the insights we get.

If there is value in what we write,  I think it is the chance to follow us as we evolve in our particular kinks. Since we write daily, watching us make mistakes, learn lessons, and grow as a couple is possible. It also gives us a chance to share what we have learned. It isn’t that we have found the ideal path to happiness. We’re happy together. We were before we started and I hope that we stay this way for life.

I’m not sure how we will mark our 5,000th post. It is a major milestone in the world of blogging. It’s also notable in that it represents nearly eight years of our sexual history. Our every orgasm, spanking, and sexual activity is documented here. Nothing has been omitted. We’ve documented all of our failures and frustrations as well as triumphs and joys. This is unique.

I think the most interesting aspect of all this blogging is the ability to watch our evolution. We’ve gone from barely-felt spankings to true adult discipline. I’ve been trained to wait as long as Mrs. Lion wants until I get to ejaculate. She has full control. We are a male chastity poster couple. Mrs. Lion has evolved into a disciplinary wife who delivers domestic discipline. Over the last couple of months, I’ve sometimes written my daily posts while sitting on a sore bottom.

We decided to add male chastity and domestic discipline to our marriage. We also decided to create a blog to document our progress. I’m very proud to say that we have done that. We face significant obstacles, and we have worked hard to overcome them. I hope our blog hasn’t jumped the shark. We have a lot more living to do.

*Jump the shark is an expression that refers to the point in a television show’s history when it loses its way. The expression comes from an episode of “Happy Days” when the Fonz does a water-ski jump over a shark. The series never recovered after that episode.

A fellow blogger I’m happy to call a friend has a passion for analytics. She wrote an amazing post detailing how her blog,, rates in terms of what readers like most. The analysis is detailed, and I found it fascinating. Her blog is on the Google, Blogger platform. It supplies excellent analytical information to the bloggers that use it. Our blog is independent. I use the Amazon AWS cloud for Male Chastity Journal. It doesn’t supply visitor data. The actual service that delivers this page to you is called Cloudfront. It’s a network of thousands of servers around the world that cache our pages. Services like Hulu use this same service. As a result, some of the more traditional sources of analytic data don’t work. We subscribe to one that uses some javascript in our page code to capture statistics.

I bring all this up because I was inspired to use our analytic tool to try to understand what our readers find most useful. According to the number of page views we get, the most popular topics are introducing a partner to male chastity and how to get your partner to spank you. No big surprise there. However, there’s more to the story than that. Half of our visitors come from search engines. I did a little more digging and discovered that the most popular search terms were essentially the same as the topics of our most popular pages.

If we were selling stuff, it would make sense to provide richer content along those lines. I am reading the stats differently. Half of our readers navigate directly to the blog. They don’t click links on other sites, including search engines. These readers are almost certainly not interested in endless posts about getting started. My main takeaway is that we need to keep writing about our lives and pay some attention to those popular searches.

book learning

My book, Fan Mail, got its first review on Amazon. It was very kind and informative. The reviewer made an interesting point I didn’t consider when I wrote the book:

Might even serve as a good way to introduce a little bit of kink to your own relationship, planting some seeds as it were.

It’s true that the heroine is sexually dominant most of the time. She also spanks her boyfriend. Their behavior seemed natural to me. Maybe I’m so kinky that I don’t know how to write about vanilla sex. Well, maybe I’m not that far gone, but I truly believe that it’s better to be direct with sexual needs rather than trying to manipulate your partner into giving you what you want.

Almost 90 percent of US adults, both men, and women, have spanking fantasies. It feels right to bring them out in fiction. I may have made a big mistake. So far there is only one review. If you’ve read the book, please review it on If you haven’t read the book, please do. The kindle version is only $2.99 USD.

Blogging is one of the more interesting developments of the World Wide Web. Anyone with access to a computer and the Internet can publish a blog about anything at all. In some ways, it’s one step up from Facebook. Getting started is as simple as navigating to or From there, it’s only a few clicks to becoming an online publisher. Of course, there are more technically-involving ways to blog. Our blog, for example, is independently hosted and managed by me.

The anonymity of the Internet affords a great deal of freedom to express things that would otherwise be very private. Certainly, Mrs. Lion and I would be uncomfortable sharing the intimate details of our relationship if we could be identified. For a while, I worried that we were being a little dishonest by hiding our true identities. I don’t think we are.

There is simply too much risk associated with allowing people we work with too much information about our private lives. That means people, in general, don’t really have the opportunity to share and question intimate aspects of their lives. Before the Internet, the only way to get any concrete knowledge about spanking, for example, would be to seek out and join an organization of like-minded people.

This was fairly easy to do in a big city. I lived in New York and on the back page of the “Village Voice,” an alternative newspaper, it was possible to find ads for such things as BDSM organizations. These organizations met in small, off-off-Broadway theaters and other semi-public spaces. Anonymity was treasured and people were careful not to recognize each other in public.

I joined one of these organizations and learned a lot and had a great time at parties and other events. I became proficient in many of the skills needed in BDSM and shared my knowledge at various workshops. I met like-minded people who were happy to play with me. The largest of these organizations had about a thousand members. Clearly, they weren’t going to be generally useful to people outside these major cities.

Lots of people have fantasies they would like to turn into reality. Short of joining one of these organizations, there was really no good way to do this. With the advent of the World Wide Web and Google, it was easy to just type in whatever interest you had, no matter how kinky, and discover sources of information. This was the birth of the blogosphere. Prior to this, information was available via various text-based systems. You needed a certain amount of technical knowledge to access them. I enjoyed a great deal of sharing on several of these.

Fast-forward to today. You can find blogs on absolutely any subject imaginable. They are sourced in every language on earth. The only problem with them is that there is absolutely no way to know if what they talk about is accurate. Sexually-oriented blogs tend to be expressions of their owners’ fantasies. They are often presented as fact, but really are just fiction and wishful thinking. Many of them feed off of one another. They quote each other and bolster their fantasies by writing a sort of Gestalt super-blog.

It’s interesting for me to try to understand what motivates people to write. Many bloggers are introverts who use their blogs as a way of finding some form of social contact. I think this is true of many sex bloggers. We fit into that category. We decided not to join the local BDSM organization. It had too much of a swinger flavor. We live almost 3000 miles from our homes and haven’t been able to find like-minded friends.

I am more of an extrovert than Mrs. Lion. I miss the people I had come to know who enjoyed similar things. I was very lucky to have found Mrs. Lion. When we first went out, she was a vanilla woman. She always had a very open mind and a willingness to discover new things. I stretched that to the limit. Over time I completely corrupted her. I think she’s happier since I did.

As far as I can tell, I am her only source for kinky knowledge. I don’t think she reads any of the other domestic discipline or male chastity websites. She likes her social media and her friends there are strictly vanilla folks. I wonder if her unwillingness to join the online conversation about our kink is an indication that maybe she doesn’t particularly like it. I’ve always worried that she participates because she knows it’s something I want. That makes me feel a little like I’m exploiting her.

From what I can determine reading other bloggers, it’s not unusual for the female, dominant partner to eschew reading online material about kink.  It doesn’t seem reasonable to imagine that all of the disciplinary wives are being exploited by their spank-seeking husbands. The reason could be simpler.

The simple fact is that it’s the men who ask for disciplinary or chastity activity. Because sex underlies a lot of this, the guys are driven to look for more exciting things to do as time goes by. Their partners, on the other hand, are probably more interested in evolving their disciplinary relationships with a view toward providing their partners with the boundaries they need. They aren’t driven by the sexual desire for more and more.

If you are wondering how all this ties together, I think in our case blogging moved from a simple desire to share into an opportunity for us to have a dialogue that supports our disciplinary and male chastity activities. One blogger recently wrote that he thought blogs that talked about the interest of the owner of the blog, died because the owner ran out of things to talk about. I think that’s true. Most blogs don’t last more than a few years at most.

The ones that keep going seem to be about the lives of their owners. Mrs. Lion and I don’t feel any pressure to come up with new ideas to titillate our readers. We’re satisfied sharing our lives and the trials and tribulations of integrating our kinks into a happy marriage. As it turns out, because each of us writes almost daily, the blog becomes an important communication channel for us. I think we are unique in this respect. Maybe this isn’t a blog at all. Perhaps it’s a sitcom, “Life With The Lions.” I hope we keep getting good ratings.

Maybe I should only post when I am horny or in trouble. After all, I am a sex blogger who also practices domestic discipline. What do I have to say when I don’t want sex and I’m not getting spanked? Would the blog be more popular if I reduced my output this way?

That’s a serious question. My life isn’t all that interesting right now. A couple of years ago I learned I had cervical spinal stenosis. Disks in my neck were constricting my spine. One small “whiplash” incident could make me a quadriplegic. I was rushed into surgery to fix it.

beware of Jean-Christophe A. Leveque, MD

The surgeon refused to tell us about the recovery from this operation. Because opening up the spinal canal would allow a sudden flow of spinal fluid, my spinal cord would be shocked, much the way it feels when a clothespin is removed from a sensitive spot. It hurts more coming off than it does going on.

This sudden flow created problems for me. My balance was impaired. Right after the surgery, I could hardly move. I couldn’t even pee. I needed a catheter. I could only stand with help. It took a long time for me to learn to get around with a walker. Mrs. Lion and I had no idea this would happen.

The surgeon is a lying bastard. Despite direct questions from both of us, he covered up the seriousness of the surgery. He works at Virginia Mason Hospital in Seattle. His last name is Leveque (Go ahead and try to sue me, you fuck!) If you are referred to him, run like a thief.

Now, two years later, I’m still impaired. Walking can be difficult for me. My balance is better, but not perfect. Literally, at the same time, I developed Glaucoma. Before it was under control I lost most of my peripheral vision. I haven’t tried driving since this happened.

None of this is intended to garner your sympathy. I have no need for that. It’s just to let you know that my ability to experience the world has constricted substantially. Fortunately, most of me works quite well.

Mrs. Lion and I have adapted and our male chastity and domestic discipline have continued unabated. We share our adventures with you. Every single sexual experience since February 2014 has been faithfully reported here. A sex researcher could have a field day with our blog.

Four sexless days

Yesterday is the fourth day since my last orgasm. Even though Mrs. Lion asks me if I am “interested in anything” every day, I have politely demurred. This isn’t deprivation, just lack of interest. I’ve been following my rules and doing my chores, so no spankings either.

Even if I made a slip, I’m not sure Mrs. Lion would punish me. My mood is too dark. I rarely remember my dreams. In the last few days, I’ve had a couple that I haven’t forgotten. Both had me doing “normal” things.

In one, I was driving through the countryside on a two-lane road. My vision was perfect and I loved driving. In my dream, I was surprised that I wasn’t on a road-racing track. I loved my times on the track. The other had me walking with Mrs. Lion through the geyser fields at Yellowstone National Park. We had done that about a decade ago.

Both dreams were rated “G”. I think they underline the contrast between my life just a couple of years ago and now. No wonder I’m sad. I decided to share this because it might give you some perspective on why, after nearly 5,000 posts, I’m having second thoughts. I know my interest in sex will return. My vision won’t.

Once I’m horny again, I will probably try to push aside the sadness in favor of our tried-and-true fun. It gets harder to push aside. Maybe I shouldn’t write until I succeed.