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I don’t think Lion gave me a weather report at all yesterday until I asked him just before I was ready to play with him. He reminded me earlier in the day that it was maintenance spanking night and suggested that he might need a good spanking. The other day he suggested that maintenance spanking should be more like punishment spanking. Sometimes Lion doesn’t know when to keep his mouth shut. I was more than happy to oblige him.

While I didn’t swat him as hard as I do for punishment, I was a bit relentless with the amount of swats. Generally with punishment I do six very hard swats, unless he moves. Then there are more. Maintenance swats are generally the same number, just not as hard. Last night the intensity was the normal maintenance swat but I did way more than six and they were fairly rapid fire. And when he moved he got another round of swats. He whined almost the entire time about it hurting. Duh! Isn’t that the point? Silly boy.

With a sore butt it was time for some teasing. I asked if he was horny. He said he definitely was. Yes, he sure was. I edged him and when I stopped I didn’t give him long to rest. I kept right at him until he was at the edge again. And again. He was so riled up I think a slight breeze would have done it for him. Then I decided to lick him. Torture! When he was calmed down a little I sucked him. Poor frustrated boy!

Afterward he thanked me for not waiting until ten o’clock. He says it really makes a difference. I guess the early bird really does get the worm…um…cock. He said he was really frustrated and reminded me that he was still wild. Yes, he was. So I leaned over and kissed Mr. Weenie. He’d be locked up in due time.

When I consulted my calendar before we played I noticed that his scheduled date was last night. Too bad he had just come the other night. I know Lion would have taken one for the team and had another orgasm. Good thing he doesn’t know when his scheduled dates are. The next one is a ways away. But so is Christmas, as Lion is fond of saying. And I don’t usually pay attention to the schedule anyway. I take his orgasms when I want them. They are mine, after all.

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In: Edging, Female led relationship with discipline, Sex

Lion listened to me yesterday, like a good boy. He brought in the laundry from the camper and washed all the clothes. When I got home I was supposed to go out to get the food in, but I had a few other more pressing things to do. I decided we could do it today instead. Lion offered to do it. I said I would. I didn’t ask or tell him to do it, but if he does it he won’t get in trouble. I know he’s trying to help. I just didn’t want him to do too much or think it was all on him to clean out the camper yesterday. Because he was a good boy, he earned his play session.

Throughout the day Lion told me he was horny. He told me a few times last night too. Rather than be upset at his announcements, I was happy. I like having a horny Lion. And he’s only been really horny in the past week or so. Boy was he horny! It’s fairly rare that he gets that hard. I mean he gets hard, but when the head really stands out he means business.

I edged him a few times. He was really frustrated. Then, as I was just holding him, he started bucking. I’m a sucker for this. Most of the time, Lion just lays there. I do all the work. It’s nice when he puts some effort into it. I’m not saying every time he starts bucking he’ll get an orgasm, but the combination of a super hard Lion and the bucking made me allow him to come. Somehow it’s sexier to me when he works for it. I even got a little turned on by it. That’s definitely a good sign. We’ve been waiting for signs of life in that department.

I’m sure many of you think I’m giving Lion too many orgasms. Too bad. It’s my decision. He’s my toy and I can play with him however I want. The only thing that matters is whether we’re having fun. I’m going to speak for Lion when I say we’re definitely having fun.

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In: Edging, Spanking

Last night, as promised, I tied Lion to the bed and whomped his poor buns. He said he never asked to be whomped. True. He said he just wanted to be tied down. True. Be careful what you ask for.

Once he was restrained I got out my whomping sticks. I told him which ones I had and ran them across his butt. I started out with my hand then I moved on to a crop that has a leather hand-shaped head. This crop amuses me. Lion says horse people like silly crops. I think kinky people must have some input in that area too.

When I finally started hitting him with the crop, he said it hurt and started to squirm. I told him he shouldn’t move. He said it really hurt. Good. It’s supposed to. He kept squirming. He said he didn’t want it to hurt so much. I don’t remember asking him. I remember taking into account the fact that he wanted to be restrained. I remember promising to play with him. I don’t remember asking him how he wanted me to play with him or how much he wanted it to hurt. Nope. That was my decision. And I decided it should hurt a little more than usual.

I wasn’t looking to leave a mark. I just wanted him to feel it. He hasn’t really been whomped in a long time. Sure, I’ve spanked him recently, but not really very hard. A Lion needs a good, hard whomping every now and then.

Earlier in the evening he said he was horny. I should have sprung into action then. By ten he was not as horny. I managed to edge him once, but then he went soft again. When we were hunkered down for the night, he said I am very good at making him very horny. Perfect!

 

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In: Edging, Mrs Lion Comments, Sex

Well I didn’t really lie. I had every intention of just edging Lion last night. His scheduled date wasn’t until next weekend sometime. I was all set to edge him nightly until then. After I edged him three times, I was encouraged by the pre-cum to continue on with a full orgasm. I told myself if I could edge him four times then I deserved to give him an orgasm. And it was yummy.

Lion told me it would cure his grumbliness. I hadn’t noticed any grumbling. He seemed fine all day. He said he wasn’t going to go around mumbling about being frustrated because he didn’t want to get in trouble. I had no idea he was so horny. He hasn’t been lately. I’m glad he is. I like a horny Lion.

I’ve decided that the frequency of his orgasms benefits us both. He loves getting them and I love giving them. It’s sort of a reward for getting through another day with all the issues we’re facing. Of course, he won’t get them every day, but for the time being more is better. As long as I am able to successfully edge him, that is. If I go through another period of ruined orgasms I may change my mind.

Our current version of male chastity probably isn’t anyone else’s idea of the perfect version. Too bad. It works for us and that’s all that matters. If I’m the one making the decisions then what I say goes. More orgasms. Fewer orgasms. I run the show. Lion will never argue with more orgasms unless I decide to do them nightly for more than two days in a row. And he wouldn’t necessarily be against trying. It just probably wouldn’t work. So for the time being, I will make no promises about the length of Lion’s wait. Schedule be damned! I’ll give him an orgasm when I think one of us deserves it. The lioness has spoken.