Lion’s chastity device keys are safely locked in here. Last time I used this safe, it was under the bed and I kept stubbing my toe on it.

I’ve been really tired for a few days. Instead of getting sick and being unable to get out of bed for a few days, this cold has decided to let me work and function while it hangs on. I’m not sure which way I prefer it. I just want to be snoozing right now.

We went out to dinner last night and stuffed ourselves with breakfast for dinner. When you don’t have time for a big breakfast in the morning it’s always fun to have it for dinner. I’ll never argue with scrambled eggs and bacon any time of day.

Yesterday I had Lion make a list of different kinds of play. Eventually we’ll put each item on a slip of paper and throw it in a bag/box to draw from when it’s time to play. Lion also wants to specify what kind of play each item represents. I’m not sure exactly what that means. Does he want clothes pins expanded to regular, plastic, tiny, etc? I guess that’s the only time he’d get the tiny clothes pins. I tend to use them to threaten him. I rarely actually use them. That would force me to do some of the things I don’t normally do. And they are the things Lion hates most.

Tonight I’ll look for some index cards so we can convert the list into action. I may even have some cards already written up from a previous game we played. (I am a hoarder.) Lion wants to keep the chosen item out of the bag/box so we get through the entire list without repeating. I’m not sure how I feel about that, but we’ll give it a shot and see how it goes.

By the time I got to snuggling Lion he was not really in the mood for sex. I did follow through with locking him back into the cage. I’m not sure how happy he is that he’s locked away again but it doesn’t really matter. He’s in there and that’s that. The cage comes off when I say it comes off and goes back on when I say it goes back on. A few days ago I stole back the emergency key and its holder. Tonight I’ll bring back the lock box and put the keys in there. Lion will know where the keys are but he won’t be able to get them. Just like he can see my weenie but he can’t get to it.

paddle on lion's bare butt
This is the paddle Mrs. Lion used for our Super Bowl game. It’s only 3-inches across and has a long handle. It’s the meanest in her collection. It really hurt! You can see I still have marks a day later.

As Mrs. Lion wrote, Super Bowl Sunday had some surprises for me. She suggested a game. It was the first spanking game we ever played. The rules were simple: I get a swat for every point either team scored. I would also get one for each penalty.

She used one her most vicious paddles for my swats. My butt was burning from early in the game right through the evening. Each touchdown or field goal became harder and harder to take. She only held back on a few swats. The rest were punishment grade.

She wrote that I groaned when anyone scored. She’s right. I hoped neither team would get into the end zone. Every time someone did, my end zone got more painful. Mrs. Lion smiled a lot during the game.

I had wanted us to play a game with penalties (for me, of course) for a long time. We played “Zaperday” a couple of times. That game is a bit more complex. I wear my training collar (it’s a dog training shock collar that fits around my balls). I answer questions. l miss one and I get zapped. It’s fun for me in a masochistic way. Mrs. Lion appears to like it too.

Yesterday, I asked Mrs. Lion if she liked her Super Bowl game. She said that she did. I asked her what she liked about it. She answered that she liked my reactions to the football game. She liked that I groaned when a team scored. She noticed my concern when a team was in scoring range.

She didn’t mention enjoying paddling me. But she made a point of hitting hard. Was that because it would assure that my reactions to the game would get more urgent? Or, was it fun paddling me?

Actually, it doesn’t matter. As long as it was fun for both of us, it works. I know what you are thinking. How could I enjoy something that hurts that much? I found the game a big turn on. I’m turned on by penalties. It’s arousing. The game is exciting. It’s also very hot to think about playing. That’s how I’m wired.

I hope that Mrs. Lion will find more games for us to play. The element of surprise and my vulnerability turn me on a lot. I suspect we will learn about the next chapter together.

Mrs. Lion learned something during that game: I can take at least 78 hard swats. She will probably use that knowledge the next time she punishes me.