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Mrs. Lion surprised me Thursday night. After her shower, she came back into the bedroom and without a word got out the lightweight Tenderizer paddle and walked over to me. Still silent, she stood by my side of the bed. I asked her what she was up to?

“What do you think? You are getting spanked for being snarky yesterday and today.”

Not wanting to get into more trouble, I got myself into position. Mrs. Lion had chosen the lightweight tenderizer paddle. This particular panel was one of the first we bought on Etsy.com. One side is full of little points the other is smooth. This paddle stings more than any other she has. It doesn’t inflict much damage, but I really hate the way it feels during my spanking.

I yelped from the very first swat. She made a point of pulling my cheeks apart and spanking the tender flesh inside. Because the paddle was so large, she couldn’t get all the way into my crack but got far enough to elicit some particularly loud cries from me. Mrs. Lion has learned to ignore any sounds I make. She calmly goes about her business. After she finished, she said,

“Now you’ll remember to watch what you say, at least for a while.”

lion's naked butt
That’s my bottom after a spanking

Hoo boy, I sure will! Now in the cold light of a new day, I’m not so positive. Sometimes I don’t learn as quickly as I should. If Mrs. Lion catches me even if I make a little slip, and spanks me for it, my confidence that I will behave the way she likes will grow.

There is something important that happens when Mrs. Lion focuses on observing my behavior and punishing infractions promptly: I will learn not to make those particular mistakes, as she says, at least for a while.

I believe that she changes as well. The best way to explain it is that she learns to expect the behavior she has corrected. For example, one rule that she has enforced mercilessly is that she must eat first. I have to either wait for her to begin or get her permission before I can begin eating. I rarely slip on this. When she went to visit her family back East, she found herself uncomfortable at meals when members of her family ate before her. She had been conditioned to observe and react when the rule was broken.

I think the same thing is going to happen as a result of her enforcing the rules about my behavior. I’m hoping she will observe behavior that annoys her and will deal with it promptly. If she does, it will become second nature to her. I think that will be very healthy for our marriage.

Lelo F1s

After my punishment, we rested for a while and then Mrs. Lion got out our new Lelo F1s male masturbator. This is a high-tech device designed to get me very excited and even ejaculate if Mrs. Lion wishes. It’s controlled via a phone app. The current version has 10 sensors that report various conditions about my penis. Currently, there isn’t any software that makes use of this information to change the way the product stimulates me. It appears to have two vibrators inside: one with low, thumping, and one that is higher frequency vibration. The high-frequency vibrator can be adjusted to make it vibrate faster or slower. The low-frequency vibrator can be adjusted in intensity only.

Mrs. Lion began by using her hand to make me hard. Then she put the machine over my penis and turned it on. It took us a little while to figure out how to couple it via Bluetooth with my cell phone. I managed to stay fairly hard until we got the thing working. The sensations were less than thrilling. I tried a wide variety of settings. A few felt pretty good, but there was nothing to get me even close to orgasm.

Autoblow ai

Maybe if someone writes an app that makes use of the sensors to vary the vibrations to maximize pleasure, it could work. Right now, I would label this product as pretty useless. It got fairly good reviews from people on the web. I don’t know why. It just didn’t hit me in the right spots. My next experiment will be with the Autoblow ai. This device is one of the oldest and most successful male masturbators on the market.

It works by having a moving sleeve outside of a silicone sleeve into which the penis is inserted. The sleeve moves up and down stimulating the penis. The older versions of this device maintained a steady up-and-down movement over the full length of the penis. The user could adjust the speed for maximum pleasure. The new ai model is much more sophisticated. It still has the same mechanical up and down motion. However, it’s capable of changing the length of the stroke, the speed, and where on the shaft of the penis it’s operating.

The manufacturer struggled through watching several thousand porno videos of blowjobs. They analyze the mouth movement of the porno actors and programmed the Autoblow to simulate the same actions. It sounds like it’s great. I don’t believe it has the intelligence to understand how excited the person using it becomes. This could mean that people who don’t react in the same time as the program expects, might not have as much fun. We will get one of these and report on our experiences.

After the failed F1s experiment, Mrs. Lion had me wash off the lube from our machine test, and then she used her mouth to stimulate me. No machine will ever feel as good as Mrs. Lion’s mouth. She knows how to play me like a Stradivarius. I loved every second of her sucking. I didn’t get all the way to the edge, but I got very close. When she decided to stop I was very sorry. I’m still really horny the next day.

December 26 is Boxing Day. Traditionally, it’s the day people used to return or exchange gifts. For me it was a day of a sore bottom, a machine test, and a great blowjob. I think that’s way better than having to stand in line to return or exchange gifts. My bottom and penis got a good workout. I hated one and love the other. It’s a bittersweet life I lead.

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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.

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[Mrs. Lion- This post was originally scheduled for yesterday. Merry Christmas everyone!!!]

Last night Lion spilled food on his shirt. It wasn’t a bad spill but a spill nonetheless. He needed a funishment. I decided to soap his mouth. Unfortunately, I then went to do something that should have been simple that took far longer than it should have and I lost track of time. When I finally removed the soap it had been fifteen minutes. That’s far too long. Lion said he started to feel burning. I should have set a timer. Luckily, there was only minimal damage.

Since this was a funishment, I didn’t feel any need to delay play. I pulled out a butt plug, the lube and a glove. I had Lion kneel on the bed and I started off with two fingers. I’m trying to ease into things each time. His butt may eventually remember to relax, but for now it needs time to adjust. I used the largest training butt plug and then went back to three fingers, and then four. Between wiggling my fingers inside him and moving them in and out, I was able to get four fingers up to my knuckles and I even got my thumb in for a bit.

In order to do this more effectively, I need to give Lion an enema beforehand. I don’t find it particularly disgusting to encounter poop, but it will definitely be more comfortable for Lion. However, if he wants me to use an ungloved hand, he will need to be cleaned out. I’m good with the glove so far. I think it slides more easily.

Lion thought I stopped too soon. He said he was able to go on longer. I didn’t stop because I thought he was done. I stopped because I was done. I don’t know how long we were at it, but it felt like long enough to me. We’ll try again tonight.

[Lion — It wasn’t that I wanted to push Mrs. Lion, I just wanted to let her know that I was still up for more. She is really doing a great job training me. We never got this far in the past.]

I also decided to continue the oral experiment. I was torn between that and using the finger vibrator. Ultimately, I decided that Lion loves oral and I’m kind of partial to it too. I’m pretty sure Lion was happy with my decision. He was making some nice noises. I thought maybe he’d make it to the edge, but he didn’t quite. No problem. We’ll try that again tonight too.

Lion made the comment that I’d given both ends of him attention. Yessiree! His tail end will get more tonight and, if necessary, his top half will too.

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lion anal discomfort
Easy! It’s starting to hurt.

It’s true that a lot of our toys are out of sight, out of mind. I bought Lion that cock ring, wrist restraint, nipple clamp getup and never made him wear it. The spiky thong was worn once. I’m not sure why some toys are used and others aren’t. Maybe they seemed like a good idea at the time and then it doesn’t pan out. However, when we’re actively trying out new things, they do tend to get used.

I was doing anal training with Lion about a week ago. Then I stumbled onto the blow job idea and ran with that. I guess I thought we couldn’t do both. Why not? I didn’t have any problem doing anal training followed by a hand job. The hand jobs were largely a waste of time since he’s grown bored with them, but I still tried. Why not substitute oral sex for a hand job?

I guess that’s what I did at first. I mean, that first night I did anal training and then sucked him. But something in my mind must have changed it because he really enjoyed being sucked even if he didn’t get to the edge. At that moment, it became an experiment. How long could he go “just” being sucked? And, oddly, I even thought we were actually doing something like enforced chastity again. Not that I was doing much of the enforcing since he couldn’t make it to the edge. But I was somehow controlling him again.

Rather than kill myself to get him to the edge, I was deciding when to give up. The Mrs. Lion timer was deciding it. Was my neck getting sore? Let’s stop. Was my jaw tired? Let’s stop. Was I running out of saliva? Let’s stop. And Lion still loved it! He was frustrated because he was getting hornier, but he wasn’t frustrated because he hadn’t gotten an orgasm. I used to think he needed to get to the edge to get hornier and frustrated. And, yes, I realize he was frustrated because I didn’t get him to the edge or give him an orgasm. The point is, he was happy with oral attention no matter when it stopped.

I know I’ve always had the power to stop, but I never wanted to disappoint Lion. I see it as my job to turn him on and get him to the edge. When he can’t make it, he apologizes to me. I think that’s silly. I should apologize to him. In reality, neither of us needs to apologize. Things go well. Things don’t go well. Life goes on.

I was planning on going back to anal training last night anyway. We’d gotten quite far and then I just stopped. The vibrating butt plug was charged. We were in business.

The butt plug is large, but I thought I could use its gradual increase in size to stretch Lion again. Not so. I had to start again with my fingers. And even with four fingers in, he couldn’t accept the butt plug. He’s suggested we go back to the training butt plug and start over. There’s no rush. We can take all the time we need.

After I cleaned him up, cleaned the butt plug and put everything away, I decided to go right to sucking him. I paid some attention to his balls and then started playing with his weenie. He made a comment that for someone who likes when he gets hard in my mouth, I was doing a lot to get him hard before he ever made it in. He doesn’t have to get hard in my mouth all the time. I like to play with my food all sorts of ways. I asked if he was critiquing me and he said,

“No, ma’am!”

I didn’t think so.

I didn’t consciously make the decision to go until he had an orgasm. I had no idea if he was going to get there or not. I just teased him with my mouth and I knew he was going to come if I kept going. So I kept going. I didn’t think about how many days he’d waited or whether letting him come would derail our experiment. And I was rewarded for my efforts by a nice full ejaculation. Yum!

[Lion– It was 9 days]

I did wonder afterwards if it was the anal play or my mouth that made him more excited, but it doesn’t really matter. He had a wonderful orgasm after many days of wonderful torture. And when he’s ready we can start all over. Will it be all oral next time? I don’t know. I have a feeling if we do nothing but oral, he’ll get just as bored as he’s become with hand jobs. I don’t want that.

The key, obviously, is to mix things up. It’s my job to keep him guessing. It’s my job to keep him happy.

[Lion — I think the anal play stimulates my prostate. Contrary to Internet crap, the prostate doesn’t contribute much liquid to semen, but I think the stimulation there triggers my semen factory to go to work.]