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Lion requested that we play earlier than usual yesterday. He’s been requesting it for a while. Sometimes I’ve moved things up an hour or so, but yesterday we tried to play around 4. We woke up late and I let the day get away from me while waiting to see if it would stay nice long enough to replace the truck’s mirror. It didn’t. So, at 4, when Lion asked if we were going to do anything, I decided we should play. However, I wasn’t prepared.

We’ve both bought toys recently that we haven’t used. Lion’s latest acquisition is an inflatable, vibrating butt plug. I wanted to use it but I wasn’t sure if we should since Lion had injured himself near his eye. I thought the increased pressure of him on his knees would hurt. I picked out a finger vibrator that we hadn’t used either. Lion didn’t want that. I was already at a loss for what to do so we went back to the inflatable butt plug.

Uninflated, it went in very easily. When I tried to inflate it, Lion said he needed an enema. For some reason, I never think about enemas before we do anal play. Things went much better after the enema. Unfortunately, the vibration didn’t do a thing for Lion. I’m surprised the Magic Wand works so well. Lion suggested it might work better with him on his back. It didn’t.

Once I removed the butt plug, I gave Lion a handjob. To me, there was nothing different about this handjob from any other time. I don’t think the butt plug added anything. Then again, I was not on the receiving end. It may have made all the difference in the world to Lion. I was able to get him very close to the edge and that’s all that matters. [Lion — It didn’t feel any diferent]

When I went to make dinner, Lion grumbled about being horny and frustrated. Ever the sympathetic mate, I told him he wouldn’t be so frustrated if he didn’t make me edge him. Of course, he didn’t make me do anything. And being frustrated is part of the fun of enforced male chastity.

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lion spanked with small blue paddle

I was falling asleep at work yesterday. By the time I got home, I was ready to crawl under the blankets and take a quick nap. And I did. Then my mother called to see if we were anywhere near the coronavirus outbreak in Seattle. We aren’t. Since I was up I made dinner. Lion was snoozing a bit but he woke up when I came out of the shower.

I whomped his butt with a wooden paddle to test the theory that the previous night’s spanking was painful only because I’d used the rubber paddle. The paddle didn’t matter. He was still yowling. I think it’s the stretched skin that matters. He says it may not be possible to spank as long with him in the milking position. Perhaps I’ll have to use it only when I want to swat his crack. That will definitely show my hand though. Once I tell him to get on his knees, he’ll know what’s coming. Oh well.

A while after I swatted him, I gave him the beginnings of a handjob. I don’t think he got close at all but I know it felt good. Sometimes that’s all you can hope for. As long as we’re touching and it feels good to him, I’m happy. The rest is just frosting on the cake.

I don’t think I’ll spank him tonight. Our questions have been answered. Any lengthy spanking will have to be done while he’s on his tummy. I’m sure we can modify things with a few pillows but other than that it is, as they say, what it is.

Tonight I’m hoping I have a little more energy. It doesn’t look good at the moment but I need to do more for Lion. I should be playing with him more to get him excited. I can’t just suck him or yank on him. He needs Icy Hot or tiny clothespins. (I just felt him cringe.) Maybe I’ll make him happy and tie his balls tightly. He really likes that. I do too.

lion's balls tied apart

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We got started late last night. It was after 9. Sometimes that doesn’t matter. If Lion has been snoozing a lot his batteries can recharge and later doesn’t always mean failure. However, he hadn’t been snoozing.

I think the problem was more in the manner in which I was playing with him. When I told him he was spoiled the other day, I was only half-joking. I really think he’s tired of handjobs. Oh, I know he can get excited and, if there’s been spanking or if I’ve tied his balls or used some clothespins, he’s very happy with a handjob. But I think he’s secretly hoping I’ll give up and go for oral. Now I have a secret of my own.

I almost did give up last night and go for oral. But then I thought about the possibility of his being spoiled. No, I don’t think he’s consciously not getting hard so I’ll “give in”. Lion doesn’t do things like that. And I know he gets bored with regular old run-of-the-mill hand jobs. However, he hasn’t had a handjob in days. His last orgasm was oral but the time before that was a handjob.

Last night’s issue was most certainly the time we started. But I’m still going to tease him about being spoiled. I know he loves oral ministrations. I decided last year to try to even the score between oral orgasms and handjobs. I didn’t make it by a long shot. Maybe this year I can do better.

Of course, oral orgasms are not always the intention. It used to be that as soon as I moved between his legs, he knew he was getting an orgasm. Since I’ve figured out how to edge him orally, it’s not always a given. I’m happy about that. I like keeping Lion on his toes. It’s sort of like Schrodinger’s cat: is it alive or dead? Maybe in our case, it’s Schrodinger’s orgasm: it this an orgasm or frustration?

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Lion suggested that he be punished for snapping at me on Christmas day. I was considering it when he snapped at me last night. That was the straw that broke the lioness’s back. He, of course, didn’t think he snapped. He didn’t even think he raised his voice.

I’m a laid back sort of person. I let things go, for the most part. I might have been fine with Lion’s retort if he hadn’t also cut me off and knew what he was talking about. That combination is what did it. The problem is that I didn’t tell him he was in trouble. He didn’t know until I took out a paddle and told him I needed his butt. I suppose it’s a step in the right direction. I was punishing him, after all. That takes a lot. Now I need to work on the confrontation when things happen.

We had a lot going on yesterday. I was catching up on lots of laundry. Lion was playing with his new mixer. He decided he needed flour from this decade so we went to the store. I wasn’t able to make dinner until he was done with whatever step he was on in the bread-making process. We didn’t actually get our showers in to be able to play earlier than we usually do.

Lion got a new masturbation toy the other day. I don’t know how he finds these weird things. It’s sort of like a Fleshlight except it’s electronic. It even has a window you can look through to see it work. It seemed like it should work to some extent, but he said the contact points weren’t where he needed them to be. I guess my tongue’s job is safe.

When we were done with the failed experiment, it was time to taste the bread. He wasn’t happy with how it looked but it tastes great. The loaves aren’t bakery-quality and he thinks there should be more air in them, but you can’t argue with the taste. Oh darn. He’ll just have to keep practicing. Shucks.

As we were eating, he said he was looking forward to lioness fun. It was already past 10. He doesn’t usually like to play that late. But I decided a handjob wasn’t out of the question. The problem is that he’s been getting himself into weird positions lately. When I go to do his eyedrops, he has a knee sticking out the side of the bed and his head is toward the middle. I have to avoid the knee and stretch over the bed for the drops. Last night he made his side of the bed harder so it would be easier for me, but that raises the level and means I’ll be tipping backwards onto my side. Then he angled himself away from me so I had to reach pretty far to jerk him off. I gave up when my arm was going numb. He was disappointed so I went around to give him a blow job. Then he had to move the bed and move himself on the bed. It was just a mess. When I finally got to him I had to start all over getting him hard and I got tired before he got to the edge.

He did have fun, but I still consider it a failure since we had so many hiccups along the way. There’s only one way to deal with it. Get right back up on the horse….um….Lion.