Lion wanted to put off his spanking for a while last night so he could digest his food more. Then he asked me to delay it until this morning. Of course, I forgot this morning. Now it’s no longer morning and I’ll just let it go. It’s not like he got away with anything. It wasn’t a real punishment. It was our new normal of spanking him every punishment day. Well, almost every punishment day. Don’t worry. Tomorrow is punishment day and then we’ll play the football game on Sunday. I don’t think his buns will forget about being swatted. Speaking of our football game, it will be five swats per point and five swats per sack. If he really wants to make me do the math, it will be ten swats per point to start, with ten added per point for every score after that. He might be bleeding by halftime.

When I thought he might be done digesting dinner, I moved over to snuggle. It wasn’t our regular sex night, but he hasn’t felt well for a few days. I decided to test the waters. He seemed a little interested, but he says he can’t be aroused by my hand under the covers anymore. He needs me to sit up. Since I was just messing around, I didn’t sit up. This morning, he said he got turned on last night and asked if I could tell. He said I just stopped. Bummer. I reminded him that I don’t always have to get him to the edge. In fact, some nights, even when I am sitting up, I only get him hard and then leave him hanging. In the words of one of our favorite sitcoms, “I just pumped up the tires. I didn’t ride the bike.”

Tonight, maybe I’ll take the weenie out for a spin. He deserves more attention, especially now that the buns are getting more.

Lion hasn’t been feeling well. It started early yesterday morning and continued throughout the day. I didn’t tell him, but I suspended his rules until he feels better. That let him off the hook for punishment day and coffee pot duty. He talked about taking a shower, but he never made it in there. He would also have been off the hook for the shower door. Neither of us slept very well last night. I wasn’t sick. I just couldn’t get to sleep until about 4 am. This morning, he thought he was feeling better. He managed to eat breakfast, but he stayed in bed and slept on and off. I am suspending his rules for another day. The fact that he’s up and about now doesn’t mean he feels well enough to follow his rules.

We played our football spanking game the other day. I was happy with adding a swat for each loss our team had, which brought us to five swats per point. However, when our quarterback was sacked, Lion said we agreed to add another swat for the sack and all points after. I don’t remember agreeing to that. When the stupid quarterback got sacked again, we added another swat. What the hell? Isn’t this similar to his original add-a-swat idea that I vetoed? I still don’t like this idea.

I have, however, thought about something for the playoffs. The team Lion hates most has been doing well this season. It seems to me there should be more swats when they score. If it’s a team I hate, the same thing should apply. I’m assuming, of course, that his hated team gets into the playoffs. I have a few teams I hate. One of them is bound to wind up in the playoffs. I don’t have a particular number of swats in mind, but I can see having one number for the good team and a different number for the evil team. We can finalize those numbers when the time comes, and we see which evil teams are playing.

Lion both loves and hates punishment day. He knows/thinks it’s helping me get used to the idea of punishing him for the more subjective rules we have. But his buns are paying the price and that hurts. Yesterday’s pain was delivered courtesy of a variety of rubber paddles. These are at least a half inch thick and nasty. The only good thing about them is that they don’t cause bleeding (usually), and they don’t require much effort on my part because they bounce back.

I know we have at least five of these nasty buggers, but I only found three yesterday. That was more than enough as far as Lion was concerned. One has holes in it and is about two and a half inches wide. Another is a tawse, and the last is only about an inch and a half wide, but it’s longer than the others. Between the three of them, Lion’s butt was a nice rosy red. He was yelping, and I wasn’t even hitting that hard. Their weight alone is enough to make him groan.

I don’t know how to gauge the performance of each paddle. I know wood tends to make him bleed. Leather seems to be the easiest for him to deal with. Rubber is pretty evil. I’d guess rubber is the worst. Each swat seems to sink in more if that makes any sense. I think if I had a wood paddle the same thickness, it wouldn’t hurt as much. I may be wrong. It seems like a slap and a thud at the same time. And that thud seems like it goes right to his core. Of course, I’m just an observer. I’ve only ever swatted my own leg and hand with any of these paddles. I know it’s not the same.

Lion should rate the paddles. Sting, thud, heaviness, etc. I’m curious. Not curious enough to be swatted myself, of course, but curious nonetheless. He did say his buns hurt more after that five-minute spanking than they did after any of the others. I guess that means rubber is the winner. Lion, obviously, is both winner and loser.

Last night when the spanking bench was ready for Lion, I chose the paddle with the tenderizer side. I wasn’t going to hit him with that side. Much. It’s more likely to make him bleed. What I usually do is get his cheeks nice and rosy, and then I rake the tenderizer side across them. This time I did give him a few light swats with it just to let him know I could. It’s not a very heavy paddle, but it is fairly wide.

At the end of the five minutes, he had his usual blood spot on his lower right cheek, but he also had bleeding down both sides of his crack. The only reason I can think of for this is that I spent more time spanking across both cheeks. For some reason, it seems to hurt him more when I do that. Maybe the force compresses air in the crack and amplifies it. Is this physics? I never made it past biology. Anyway, he was bleeding a little bit. I guess that’s the problem with using a wooden paddle.

A few hours later, he asked what paddle I’d used. I swear I showed him before we started. He said it’s the same paddle I used to use for our football game. I had no idea I had a specific paddle for our football game. I don’t think I used it the last time we played. I thought I used a leather paddle. It’s odd that I would use that particular paddle. We have so many. I usually use that one when I want him to think I’m going to make his buns really sore and tenderized. I never have. I have hit him hard enough to make little dots, but nothing to draw blood.

I doubt he hurt for very long afterward. He usually doesn’t since he’s in a soft bed after I spank him. After longer punishments, he may not really feel it until he sits in his office chair the next day. Sure, he knows he’s sore before then, but the harder desk chair intensifies it. A little five-minute spanking isn’t likely to have any lasting effects, even if he bled a little. It isn’t intended to. These are just sort of practice spankings to get me more inclined to point out the subjective rules he breaks. So far, it hasn’t been needed. The only interrupting either one of us has been doing is starting to talk at the same time. That shouldn’t be punished. It’s not like he’s cutting me off.

The punishment days have been going pretty well. It’s the sex days that need work. I had a misstep the other day, and then I didn’t feel well another day. Today is a sex day. I’ll do everything I can to make sure he gets attention tonight.