We did some more reconfiguring of our audio-visual area of the bedroom and, as often happens, needed new parts in the process. I went off to buy them while Lion configured things on the remote. The whole process took a few hours, and I didn’t get a chance to write a post yesterday. Lion also, as you probably noticed, did not write a post this morning. I’d like to say we’re back on track, but I never know what’s going to happen next.

The one thing I can be sure of is that Lion had some fun last night. I asked him the silly question, “Do you want me to suck you?”. He responded that it was, indeed, a silly question and moved across the bed. I don’t know how many days it had been since his last orgasm. I don’t know how many days it was since we last did anything sexual. I just knew that I wanted to suck him. I was prepared for him to say no since his post the other day was about telling me no when I asked if he wanted to do anything. If he had said no, I was going to tell him it was too bad. I wanted to suck him, and that’s what I was going to do. Happily, we seemed to be on the same page.

I had no idea if we’d get to the edge. I was just playing it by ear. Literally. I was listening to his breathing to know when he was getting closer. Just to be sure he knew who was in charge, I stopped once he got reasonably close to the edge. I figured it was about the time he might be thinking he was going to go all the way. Then I started again. When he was closer but still not quite there, I stopped again. He was breathing faster. Would I start again or leave him hanging? He had no idea, but I’m sure he was happy when I started again.

I wasn’t even sure if I’d stop again. I didn’t have a plan one way or the other. My desire to make him happy won out. I kept going right on over the edge. It seemed like a big orgasm. He said it was when I asked. However, no cream filling for me. Poor me. Lion thinks he’s broken. I’m glad he had such a wonderful orgasm, even if I didn’t get any bonus from it. I love giving him orgasms.

Maybe it’s an every-other-day thing. Monday was a bad day for me. I felt yucky all day. Tuesday was much better. I was only a little dizzy. Today, I thought I felt okay, but then I took Lion to the dentist and waited for him for two hours. I was playing on my iPad for a while. Then I had to get up and walk around to get the blood flowing. I’m sort of dizzy, sort of tired. Overall, I’m just done with this vertigo nonsense. Time to do more maneuvers. And friends suggested physical therapy and chiropractor. I’ve heard good things and bad things about chiropractors. It makes me nervous, but it might be worth a shot.

While I was feeling okay last night, I spanked Lion. I strapped him in and went to work. I set a fifteen-minute timer, but I wasn’t sure if I’d make it all the way. I was worried about needing to bend over to swat him, but it turns out I do just fine standing straight up. I used the leather paddles to see what would happen after a longer punishment period. He started to bleed a little, so I got to test out my tape theory. Rather than putting a Band-Aid on him, I wiped off the blood and put a piece of paper adhesive tape across the spot. He bled through almost immediately, but I wasn’t trying to stop the bleeding. What I was trying to do was stop that spot from getting bigger. I think it worked. It was sort of hard to tell while I was spanking because the paddle transferred blood. When I was done, and we made it the whole fifteen minutes, he had a few smaller blood spots on his left cheek, but his right cheek just had the one spot. It was bleeding worse when I took the tape off, but the tape seemed to stop that spot from getting bigger. Maybe I should tape his whole butt before we start next time.

Before I even started whomping him, he muttered that he thought he was going to get a hand job. I’d promised him a hand job in my post. I’d also been promising him a spanking. Give me time to catch up on my promises. I told him he could either have a hand job or a blow job. He said he thought I was going to set up the massage table to give him a hand job. Okay. It was a little more work, but I set it up. I know the angle isn’t really right when I try a hand job in bed. I sit in a weird position that gets uncomfortable after a little while. But standing next to him at the massage table isn’t easy either. Of course, it’s worse when I’m trying to avoid moving around so much, so I don’t get dizzy. And maybe I’ll drag the chair out someday, but I think that might change the angle of attack. Anyway, I was sweating away by the time he had his orgasm. Not that it took him a long time.

I’m not exactly sure if it was a good orgasm. He didn’t say anything, but it looked abbreviated to me. It was like heading for climax, heading for climax, boom, done. I did get some cream filling, though. I count that as a win. He was happy. He had sore buns and a happy weenie. Two clocks reset on the same night.

Lion got his blow job last night. It wasn’t early as I had intended. Weekends and days off tend to get away from us. However, he got it, and he was very happy. He didn’t produce any cream filling for me, which made me a little sad, but we both had fun, and that’s all that matters.

I don’t know if he’ll be ready for more love tonight. He’s been writing away. Sometimes that means he won’t be in the mood. He’s often not ready the day after an orgasm. I suppose, if I really want to, I can press the point and tell him to mount the massage table anyway. Who cares if he’s ready for anal activity? Well, I do. I’d like him to be at least a little in the mood. It has nothing to do with his ass being opened up further. In that case, he doesn’t have to be hard. I’m not dealing with that side of the Lion. However, it’s better if he’s “enjoying it.”

I know he doesn’t enjoy anal activity the same way I did. I guess it’s something that shows my power over him. I don’t understand why he wants what he wants. I just have to be able to do it. Sometimes it takes a while to be able to do things. It took a very long time to spank him the way he wanted me to. It wasn’t even for punishment. Just regular play spanking took a long time to figure out. I can’t even tell you how pathetic my spankings were in the beginning. I’m surprised Lion hung in there as long as he did. It must have been like a little kid learning the violin or clarinet with all the screeching. My little swats wouldn’t even have killed a fly. But he survived, and some days he’s very sorry he did.

Anyway, I’ll take my cues from Lion as to whether we play tonight. We can always start the anal fun tomorrow.

My hand didn’t hurt while I spanked Lion. He thought it would. Apparently, grasping a paddle is not the motion that makes it hurt. Unfortunately, I can’t figure out which motion does before I move it wrong. I have been worried about it hurting while I ride Lion. It’s been so long since I have, I can’t remember where my hands are positioned during lion riding. I may have to give him an orgasm before my hand heals. Poor Lion. I’m sure he wants to wait however long it will be, but I need him to have an orgasm sooner rather than later.

I was prepared to play with him last night after my shower. Dinner had other ideas. I was a little nauseated when I moved around too much. I don’t think Lion would have appreciated getting a blow job if I thought I was going to vomit. I’m sure he’d rather wait until tonight. On the other hand, he did mention my hand feeling good the other night. I don’t know what I did differently. I’ll have to set the massage table up and use my hands tonight. As long as I don’t use lube, I can still partake of any yummy fluid he wants to give me.

Lion said his buns hurt a little bit this morning when he sat in his desk chair, When I saw that his lower cheeks were getting red, I moved my swats to the upper portion. I also made sure to hit along and inside the crack. I wanted a generalized rosy butt. He only bled in two small spots. I assume he didn’t bleed more because I didn’t concentrate on the bottom part of his cheeks. If I had stuck to the bottom, I’m sure he would be having a harder time sitting today. But it just felt right to go for the all over rosiness.

Sometimes, when Lion breaks a rule, he breaks it again or one of the other ones shortly thereafter. I might have a shot at giving him a harder time sitting soon.