We were supposed to be on a camping trip from last Thursday through yesterday. The bad smoke forced us to cancel it. Mrs. Lion worked on Thursday and Friday but took yesterday off. We had a mostly-relaxing day. Mrs. Lion did the annual filter changes for our reverse osmosis drinking water filter system. This involved changing out three filter canisters and a UV sterilizing light. She did a lot of growling trying to get all the pieces together. There’s nothing like a struggle under the kitchen sink to improve a lioness’s temperament.
This is particularly unfortunate because she owes me a spanking. Actually, it doesn’t matter at all. She is going to do what she wants to do regardless of other frustrations. Speaking of that, on Sunday night she used that particularly-unpleasant blue menthol rub on my balls. She was careful to keep the nasty stuff under them and on my perineum. I assume she did that because she planned on sucking me after the burning let up.
She put several large globs on my balls and massaged them in. Then, she masturbated me. Within a minute or two the burning set in. I really bate how that feels! Lioness 4.0 must be in town because as the burning started to let up, she massaged the area which helped the menthol find new places to burn. She did this several times. After the first time, I asked what she was doing. She told me that she thought it would make me feel better. I expressed my doubt about her motive. She smiled and massaged the area again.
Eventually, the menthol wore off. I should be grateful that she diligently kept masturbating me while I was burning. Being sexually aroused helps me tolerate pain. I was very happy when the diabolical stuff wore off.
Mrs. Lion followed with a very nice blow job. She got me right to the edge of ejaculation. I was trying to hump her mouth. She did this several times. Sunday was my 20th day of waiting. Finally, she kept going and gave me a huge orgasm. She said I produced a lot of semen. I’m very glad to hear that. I hope she doesn’t think I need longer and longer waits to build up a supply. I don’t think it works that way; at least I hope it doesn’t.
I’m writing this late on Monday afternoon. After I finish this post, I’m heading for the shower. After that, I expect I will be spanked. The punishment is delayed. I forgot to remind Mrs. Lion of punishment day last Thursday. I think she is going to try for a more photogenic red color. She hasn’t mentioned it, but I noticed she had selected one of the lighter, stingier paddles. Yuck! I’m sure she will take a picture if she gets the color she wants.
For the record, my bottom never turns very red. It can be that I just haven’t been spanked enough to produce the deep color so coveted by spankers, or it could be my anatomy doesn’t cooperate. I expect that Lioness 4.0 will compel cooperation. Ouch!