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lion's body
Isn’t this tasteful? Is this better than revealing my naughty bits?
(Click image for the uncensored view.)

When I wrote my post yesterday, I was going to include a picture of my penis oozing semen as I experienced a broken orgasm. I thought better of it late Sunday night. If you’re curious, here is a link to it. Is this an image you would like to see with a post? There are times when I think it’s unavoidable to reveal my genitals or butt. The recent post on CBT and the post on spanking are good examples. Spanking implements need visual context. What’s better than showing them against their intended target?

I can think of rationalizations for publishing explicit images of me. I wonder how these images affect you. When I read other blogs, I have mixed reactions about explicit pictures of the blogger. For example, there is a femdom blog written by someone claiming to be a lifestyle, female dominant. This person includes some sexual image with every post. Most are gratuitous. Of course, I’m not offended by the images, but they frequently feel odd because they are out of context. To me, at least, a picture of a guy eating a pussy isn’t very interesting unless there is some story attached. It would be like me putting a picture of my hard penis here in the middle of this post. It’s just out of place, right? But it is a good picture.

Similarly, penis pictures, particularly locked in chastity devices seem to be everywhere. Guys use then as their avatars, theme pictures on Twitter or their blogs, and tweet them constantly. Why? I think exposing their locked state is a turn on. It’s a kind of anonymous, public humiliation, at least in the mind of the poster. I just find it extraneous.

In a totally hypocritical sense, I like seeing pictures of my penis. I generally like publishing them. I don’t feel humiliated or, for that matter, particularly proud. It’s just a turn on. I try to resist gratuitous posting of these images. Sometimes I can’t resist.

The big question is how you feel about seeing them. Is it fun to see my cock during CBT? Do you enjoy views of my spanked butt? Is there any value in seeing me erect with clothespins on my balls? Do these nude shots add anything to your enjoyment of the blog? I’d really like to know. You can comment or use Contact Us to respond. I’m genuinely curious. Thank you.

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angry lin
Damn it! Say something!

It’s ironic that the post I wrote about getting very few comments only received one. It also got just two “likes”. Part of the problem is that in order to Like or comment on a post, you need to be on the page that contains only that post. We use WordPress as the content management system for our blog. WordPress in its infinite wisdom doesn’t let people comment if they just visit the blog itself. In other words, if you go to http://52.38.152.121, you will see our most recent post as well as earlier ones if you scroll down. There is nothing to suggest you need to do more in order to interact with us.

Sadly, you do. If the title of the post is blue, you are on the “home” page and can’t Like or comment. If you click the title, you will go to a page that looks exactly like the one you just left except the title is black and magically, you will see the “Like” button and comments form after the post. That really sucks. Now if you got here by clicking a link somewhere that is the title of this post, you will automatically be at the page that allows comments.

It’s really ironic that our most faithful, and most likely-to-comment readers don’t click a link to get here. They just type in the main URL or click a bookmark to this address. That means they have to click the title to interact.

There is a possible fix. I can set up the post so that you will have to click a link to finish reading the post. This “more” link will automatically take you to the page that allows comments and likes. It just seems like it’s a  pain in the ass to have to click that “more” link in the middle of the post. I wonder what would happen if I put the more link at the end. Then,  you just click it to comment or like. What do you think?

Here. Try it now. Click the link below to comment or like this post.

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small blue apanking paddle
This is Mrs. Lion’s little blue paddle. It’s lightweight and a perfect size for close work. Click the image for a link to purchase this item (No, we don’t get a commission!).

Wednesday night’s pick from the Box O’Fun was a play spanking. It was interesting and exciting. Mrs. Lion used a small, flexible , rubbery paddle that she prefers for close work. After some nice hand spanking, she used this toy to spank some hard-to-reach spots like the sensitive skin inside my crack. She also focused closely on my “sit spot”. I didn’t yelp once!

She systematically pulled each cheek back and gave me several swats on that tender skin. Then she focused on the “sit spot” where my butt always meets a chair. Each swat was carefully placed to have the maximum effect. It was a bit like when she puts clothespins on my balls. She carefully locates the spots where she knows the pinch hurts the most. 2.0 is a methodical lioness.

The spanking turned me on. I was nearly fully erect by the time Mrs. Lion had me turn over for some teasing. It had only been four days since my last orgasm. Nevertheless, I was ready for another. Mrs. Lion didn’t disappoint me. She gave me a beautiful orgasm. What a sweetie!

That’s one more card out of the Box O’Fun. A lot of unpleasant activities lurk inside waiting for the poor, unsuspecting lion to pick.

No Comment
I often read “I’m Hers” a femdom blog by the husband in a marriage not too different from ours. I enjoy his take on FLR’s. In a recent post he complained about the lack of comments to his posts. He threatened to stop blogging because he felt that he was essentially talking to himself. I understand that feeling. We get very few comments here as well.

For a long time it bothered me that our blog  isn’t very interactive. Some loyal readers click the “Like” button after each post to let us know we are being heard. I like that a lot. But not very many bother to do even that. When I read other blogs with much smaller audiences, I see long rows of “likes” and many comments. You can get an idea of the relative popularity of a blog on alexa.com. The link shows our current rating. If you type in the domain of any site you want, you can see how it stacks up.

We have other tools that actually count how many people visit and what pages are read. So I know we have readers. We just don’t have many contributors. That’s too bad. I love learning how others see things. That’s why I read all those blogs. Each one has a different take on the subject it covers. The ones that are explicit, sexual reads tend to get the most comments. Spanking blogs get lots of comments.

The number of comments is not an indicator of readership. Some of the blogs I read have a small, loyal reader base that actively comments on each post. That’s truly cool! I know that we have loyal readers who slog through what we write every day. I’m grateful to them. They are like invisible friends. I know they are there; I just can’t manage to see many of them.

Over the years I’ve struggled with this lack of regular feedback. We’ve written over 3,100 posts and have published 3,400 comments. Most of our posts garner no comments at all. I choose to believe the lack of comments is not a measure of our quality. It may be that our posts feel like an ongoing story and our readers follow each chapter but don’t want to insert themselves in the narrative. How’s that for putting a spin on things?

Since we have no commercial stake in The Journal, the only logical reason for putting in the time to produce it has to be getting emotional satisfaction out of producing this daily opus. Mrs. Lion and I like to write. Our blog gives us the opportunity to chronicle our adventures in male chastity and our FLRD (Female Led Relationship with Discipline).  Are we writing for ourselves? Of course we are. But we both love the opportunity to open a dialogue with our readers.

A decent percentage of our readers use their phones to peruse The Journal each day. A phone is a lousy tool for writing comments. Could that be the reason our audience is often mute? A more disturbing possibility is that our writing is exclusionary. Perhaps one or both of our writing styles precludes input from our readers. A long time ago, one of our readers commented that my posts don’t invite comments. That hurt.  If it’s true, it has never been my intention to shut you out. The lack of “Likes” and feedback don’t make me want to stop. There are too many reasons why people who actually like what we say wouldn’t respond.

For one thing, the “Like” button isn’t particularly user friendly. You have to be logged into your WordPress account before your “Like” will work. That’s how WordPress set it up. Annoying! Comments require time and a keyboard to contribute. I get it. Still, if you get the chance please drop us a line or log into your WordPress account and give us a “Like”.

Thank you.

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It’s true. I write completely naked. I’m always naked at home. I don’t know if anyone else also writes bare assed. I like to think that the air circulating around my junks adds a certain flavor to my prose.

I’m told that the new “big thing” is to blog on tumblr. I have found a blog or two there, but at least to me, the medium is more for photo sharing. Blogging websites offer a more disciplined forum for discussion. Maybe I’m just getting old. I shake my head at millennials who ride elevators, walk down the street, and eat while deeply buried in their phones.

it appears that their reality is the two-dimensional, small-screen world the phone reveals. Apparently, life isn’t experienced until it is photographed and tweeted or facebooked. I wonder how this phone-cenric reality plays out sexually. Are orgasms only truly experienced after tweeting about having sex? Maybe the smart phone will turn out to be the first truly effective form of birth control.

It’s ironic that when Mosaic, the first web browser was released, people wondered where all the content would come from. Pundits posited that there would be nothing to read. No one guessed that so many people want to tell their own stories. Even more surprising, lots of people actually want to read what they write.

Our marriage is profoundly affected by the Web. Our blog has become a central form of relationship communication for us. The fact that it is public with many people contributing thoughts doesn’t make it less intimate for me at least. And intimate it is!

naked at my desk
Sometimes when it’s a bit chilly, I’m allowed to wear a t-shirt. Click to enlarge.

Every blog develops its own voice. Some are a mix of fantasy and fact. Others try to sell books and services. Some, like ours, are living journals of our sex lives. Every single orgasm either of us has had in the last five years is recorded here. Think of it; every single sexual activity we have experienced is open and available for you to read about and comment on.

Mrs. Lion and I are private people. We don’t socialize a great deal. We never discuss our kinks and other activities with others. Nevertheless, we faithfully report it all to you in this blog. Maybe we’re in our own millennial world. Have I really ejaculated if I haven’t written about it here? What I fail to mention, Mrs. Lion reports in detail.

We’ve never exaggerated or fabricated activities. We have never left anything out. It’s all here; the good, bad, and my dick pics. We’ve written over a million words about our intimate lives. That must be some kind of record.

Even at times when nothing hot or different is happening, we submit our daily reports. There are times I really don’t want to write. Occasionally, I will skip a day. But I always come back; so does my lioness. We’re addicted to reporting. So far, it’s proven to be healthy for us and our readers. I learn from what Mrs. Lion writes. I profit from comments you leave. Clearly, we find value in continuing the story. I hope you do too. And yes, I remain stark naked.