I know I can whomp Lion’s butt hard. I’ve done it. That’s not really in question. The part that bothers me, still, is that I am doing it as punishment. Why am I punishing him? Why am I punishing him? What right do I have to punish him? Yes, I’m still stuck on that. If I wasn’t then I think the logical thing to have done when he got mad at me the other night would have been to get out the paddle and start whacking. Instead, I just felt hurt and I was sure everything was my fault.

First of all, Lion does not want me to whomp him out of anger. If I’m ever that mad it is better for both of us for me to just walk away and come back when I’m more rational. I forget what my sons did when they were little but I remember telling them that I should spank them but if I started I wasn’t sure I would be able to stop so they should just go to their room for a while. Second, at least in this case, it was my fault. The part about ignoring him. Not the part about him not communicating. Third, why can’t I spank him for punishment? Isn’t it similar to spanking him for play? He wants the play and he wants the punishment.

It took me a long time to be comfortable with tease and deny. I thought that it was cruel. Getting my mind wrapped around punishment is just as hard. Lion says I talk a good game in my posts. Well, yeah. I feel like I’m developing a split personality. The top wants to make Lion happy. She’s able to deny him and be mean. She’s able to punish him. She laughs when Lion says his butt hurts or he’s horny. “Regular” me also wants to make Lion happy but every once in a while realizes what the top is doing and slams on the brakes. She’s not mean. She wants to make Lion breakfast on the weekends. The only thing both agree on is that they’re pretty sure they fail at making Lion really happy.

My experiment of punishing Lion every night for a week is to prove to myself I can do it. I know I can. But I have to drill it into my head that this is what he wants and I can do it. Lion wonders why I have focused on spanking as punishment. Well, he suggested it. And I have to start somewhere. Once I am more comfortable with it I may branch out into lengthening his wait, or taking away play days, or maybe something I haven’t thought of yet. Baby steps. I’ll get there.

[Lion — Mrs. Lion wrote this post at the same time I wrote mine for tomorrow. They are very similar. I think Mrs. Lion needs to continue her practice punishment until she is comfortable making it hard for me to sit. I will regret saying this, but it’s the right thing. One thing she is wrong about is making me happy. Both Mrs. Lions make me very happy with or without this stuff. I am happier than I have ever been in my life.]

key pendant
This is the key pendant Lion gave me for my birthday.

Today is my birthday. To me it’s just another day. It makes me uncomfortable when something draws attention to me. So, to me, it’s a day of having to be in the spotlight as coworkers wish me a happy birthday. Lion, on the other hand, loves my birthday. He says it is a day to celebrate the love of his life being born.

This morning he had a present waiting for me on the bed when I brought in breakfast. It was a necklace with a pretty silver key on it. He said I not only have the key to his cage, but I also have the key to his heart. Now I can keep it with me. My Lion is the sweetest man in the world! Not just because he got me a present, of course. I have the same thought every day. I’m lucky to have him.

Yesterday he seemed more down than usual so I suggested bringing home dinner. Chinese food always cheers him up. When I got home his back was hurting a lot. He’d gone to the store for supplies to make my birthday dinner and birthday cake and aggravated it again. I told him he should rest his back and not worry about dinner or the cake. He swears he can do it, but I’m worried about him. I know he will push himself. Then he’ll be too sore for us to enjoy his orgasm tonight.

Yes, I scheduled his orgasm on my birthday. And I’ll tell you why. The best present I can have is making him happy. Obviously he enjoys his orgasms. And I enjoy giving them to him. Win win. So I’m hoping he doesn’t hurt his back today. I’d hate to miss out on giving him my birthday present.

Every time I come up with a new rule or idea, Lion is excited to put it into effect immediately. Yesterday I decided he should be punished for not listening to me when I told him to rest while he’s not feeling well. Later on he wanted to go outside because it was a nice day. I asked if he felt up to it. He said he did. Ultimately he decided it made more sense to stay put.

Lion says I should never have agreed that he could go out. It never should have been up to him. If I told him to stay put then he should have to stay put. He also says I talk a lot tougher in my posts than I do in real life.

First of all, it wasn’t a rule when I told him I’d take care of the lunch dishes. I just wanted him to rest. It wasn’t until I heard him taking the dishes to the kitchen that he pissed me off for not listening. That’s when I decided he should be punished.

Second, I can’t feel what he feels. How do I know when he’s ready to move around? How do I know if he can even make it to the bathroom? It’s possible that three hours of rest will be enough. It’s also possible that he will need three days of rest. I have to be able to trust that he will tell me honestly how he feels.

Lion puts a lot more thought into chastity and punishment than I do. When I have an idea in a post I have to think about it for a while. I may tell him, as I did yesterday, that he will be punished for not listening. Does that mean it’s a new rule? Does that mean every time he doesn’t listen he will get punished? I don’t tend to think that way. He was hurting. It was in his best interest not to move. I told him not to move. He moved. End of story.

Now I should do this. I should make sure he does that. And don’t forget about this or that either. I told him I prefer to take baby steps. Why put so much pressure on myself. I know he wants the rules, but I will forget here and there and then he’ll be upset that I forgot. Let me get there at my own pace.

Lions may like to jump in with all four paws, but lionesses like to assess things before pouncing.

Poor Lion is dealing with sciatic nerve pain again. We’re not sure if he lifted something or moved wrong, but he’s been in pain since yesterday afternoon. He didn’t sleep well last night. He’s been cocooned in bed for most of the day. I’m sure this pain just adds injury to the insult of being out of work. Every time I offer to do something for him he tells me he can do it. I’m not trying to emasculate him. I want to help. I don’t really think he sees it as emasculating either. He’s just trying not to be a bother. I’d rather have him stay put and rest than put more strain on himself. He doesn’t have to prove anything to me.

I suppose I could just ground him. Force him to stay in bed. Threaten him with punishment if he does something I tell him not to do. For example, I just told him I’d take care of something after I write my post and I hear him upstairs taking care of it himself. He doesn’t listen well. I know he thinks he’s being helpful but if it means he’s putting himself in more pain or lengthening the amount of time he needs to feel better it’s not really helping. But he’s a stubborn Lion. King of the beasts. You can’t tell him what to do. Ironic isn’t it? His namesake is the boss of all bosses and he wants me to be in control. Of course, he only wants me to be in control of what he wants me to be in control of. Everyone knows it’s the lionesses that run things in the pride anyway.

So I guess I’ll have to take control of his health too. If I tell him to stay in bed, then he should stay in bed. I will cook the meals and I will do the chores. He will relax and feel better. The boss of the Lion has spoken. Any “helping” he does will be put on the punishment list for Monday. It’s the only way to keep him from feeling like a bother. Sit, stay, Lion. Good boy.