I’ve been writing about our FLR and domestic discipline. Other than, “Good post.” Mrs. Lion hasn’t commented. I wonder if this aspect of our FLR is still unresolved in her mind. The idea of punishment is still uncomfortable for me, and I believe, Mrs. Lion as well. Punishment is at the heart of domestic discipline. It is a physical manifestation of control. Neither of us grew up in families where punishment was a notable part of growing up. Neither of us did much punishing when we had young kids in the house. We preferred more positive feedback.

So here we are in a relationship where we have agreed to incorporate domestic discipline. That means there will be corporeal punishment for my misbehavior. The entire idea of punishment for an adult member of a couple is difficult to accept. It’s one thing to agree in principle that one partner is in charge and has the power to enforce rules. It’s quite another to actually punish your husband.

To date, Mrs. Lion’s approach has been to spank me for breaking some fairly trivial rules like eating before she starts, spilling food on my shirt, and not thanking Her for spanking me. She has one meaningful rule: I am not to interrupt her. Most of the time, when I break that one she doesn’t punish me. Our current domestic discipline is mostly about spanking for minor things; a sort of BDSM exercise.

I think that’s not a bad way to get started. It avoids the more uncomfortable issue of punishment for adult infractions. It also avoids defining just what those infractions might be. I don’t think we will ever get to many serious rules. I may be wrong, but other than unauthorized spending, I can’t think of any that would apply to me. However, there is a very big area that Mrs. Lion could use domestic discipline to resolve: annoying or displeasing her. I think that meaningful spankings for annoying her would go a long way to make me more thoughtful and her more aware of her own wants and needs.

Things are indeed getting back to what we consider normal. We’re both well on the way to being healthy again. Mrs. Lion is back to her favorite sport of lion teasing. You’d think after all this time that I’d be more prepared for when she stops masturbating me just before I come. I’m not. Maybe it is physical and no matter how often she does it, I can’t be ready. She’s come a long way. From the first too-soft-to-feel spank to edging me with nary a thought, Mrs. Lion is a first class keyholder/disciplining wife. She’s the consummate cock tease. I love it!

I realize that I am a handful. I am not a bit submissive. Obedience is a challenge for me. Fortunately, my nature is not to rebel against authority. My typical pattern is to just ignore it and do what I want. I don’t do this willfully. It’s simply my nature. That means that if Mrs. Lion doesn’t react and punish me when I cross the line, I won’t even realize I did anything I shouldn’t. As time has passed, she’s improved at doing this, but we both have a way to go in the obedience/discipline department.

I often read in other blogs that guys feel happier and more secure as their keyholder/disciplining wives become stricter. It’s as though there is comfort in surrendering control more completely. This may be the essence of submission in this context. I don’t think that applies so much to me.

I like the sexual control a lot and truly enjoy that Mrs. Lion is getting stricter and more consistent. On the other hand, beyond rules that earn me spankings, I don’t particularly want to give up all control. My vision of what we are now doing is that Mrs. Lion is learning to assert herself and her wishes. I am learning to honor (obey) them.

This is very different from the micromanagement scenarios I often read. I don’t think the goal is for me to become a trained pet. It’s more that Mrs. Lion will assume an increasing leadership role in our relationship. I will remain autonomous; except, of course, when Mrs. Lion wants me to obey her. Punishment, I believe, will remain a permanent part of this landscape. Discipline, like the chastity device, has proven to provide both of us with constructive motivation. We both need the domestic discipline to remind us of our roles.

I have to admit that I am surprised at this revelation. I never thought that far ahead. Well, now I know.

I’m hoping we’ll be rested enough to play tonight. We have some errands to run, as usual on a weekend, and then there’s a picnic for my work. When they asked for a headcount I said we’d go, but it would depend on Lion’s new job. It was an easy out and for a while it seemed like we’d use it. But now Lion says we should go. Unless something drastic happens (like we actually have fun) I doubt we’ll stay long. It’s important to at least make an appearance. I guess.

Lion is busy right now with a project for work. I think this is the fastest he’s gotten involved when he’s started a new job. And he’s excited. Boy is he excited! For the first time I understand a lot of what he’s talking about. Usually he spouts computerese and widgets and it goes right over my head. He’s used to the glassy-eyed stare when I’m paying attention but have no idea what he’s saying. My interjections of “oh” and “I see”, coupled with looks of concern at (I hope) the correct times, are generally all I can muster. But this time I gave him a good idea. Me! Break open the champagne!

After our chores and picnic are over, I want to at least snuggle tonight. I owe Lion some swats for spilling food on his shirt last night. Like a little kid he tried to hide it but it was too late. From the sheepish grin on his face he knew it was useless anyway. I also think it’s time for Lion to be horny again. Enough with work excitement. I want some Lion excitement. He does have another week to wait for an orgasm, but he should get some edging in. You have to keep the equipment in working order. You never know when it will be needed. Those bonus orgasm opportunities do pop up from time to time when you least expect them. Tonight I think we need a test drive.

I was wrong. I said I was feisty. I said 2.0 would be out. I was wrong about many things yesterday and Lion pointed a lot of them out. I didn’t defend myself. It’s somewhat exhausting to be on the defensive for much of the day. 2.0 was nowhere to be found.

Today will be different. Lion has already made a mess on his shirt at lunch. He reported that today is punishment day. I told him it was going to be punishment day whether or not it was official. He thinks it’s just for his shirt. Nope. It’s for yesterday too.

2.0 might have taken yesterday off but she’s here now. Lion’s butt is hers later. I wonder if he’ll be able to sit the rest of the trip. She’ll also be making good use of the shock collar in the coming days.

We were tired last night so we didn’t attempt to play. The truth is, I was still wrong late into the night. I won’t say I went to bed angry, but I was less than happy. And I just needed sleep for a clearer head.

With a clearer head (2.0), things are looking up. For me. Not so much for Lion’s butt. I won’t enjoy spanking him. I don’t normally. But it’s my vacation too. I shouldn’t have to put up with being told I’m wrong. Even if I was wrong, there are better ways to tell me.

Tonight I’ll show Lion how wrong he was. And it will be sanctioned by our female led relationship agreement.