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I unlocked Lion last night for some fun. He got hard almost immediately. He seemed ready for fun. Until he wasn’t. I thought maybe it was because I hadn’t started out with any clothespins or spanking. I’m not sure that was it. He said he just didn’t think he could get any more excited. Fair enough. I told him I’d snuggle with him and keep fondling my weenie. He thought that was a nice idea until he started coughing again and needed to sit up.

I planned on locking him back up before bed. I forgot to tell him to remind me and I only remembered in the middle of the night. When he reminded me in the morning that he was still wild, I told him about my nighttime realization. He wondered why I hadn’t awakened him up to put the cock ring back then. I suppose I could have, but that seemed silly to me. He probably wouldn’t have been able to go back to sleep and then I would have been awake.

No thank you.

Besides, I’d have to unlock him again today when I wax him. I plan to do one chunk of Lion today and another chunk on another day, rinse and repeat, until he’s hair-free where we want him hair-free. It may seem ridiculous to parse it out like that but being bent over, applying wax and then yanking said wax off is murder on my back and legs. I’ve found that smaller sessions work best. Since no one sees a naked Lion but me, and the occasional pictures he posts here, it’s not a problem if he’s half furry and half bald. He’ll be a walking before and after picture for a day or so.

We also have a football game to watch. Lion is charging the shock collar and I’ll bring out the larger tenderizer paddle. It just occurred to me that I’ll have to come up with a super version of our football game for the Super Bowl. I could test out some concepts during the playoffs to get ready for the big game. It’s sad that football season is almost over. But that just means I have to find different ways to play Zap the Lion.

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spanked lion butt
This is the new long paddle. It’s only 1-3/4 inches wide, 20 inches long and and 3/4 inch thick. The marks on my butt came from this paddle, plus a few from the tenderizer.
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Sunday, our New York Giants won a second game in a row. The score was 38 to 35. At two swats a point, I received 146 swats with the new, long spanker. As you can see in the image [Right], it did some damage, particularly near my crack. The red spots came from the tenderizer. I get two swats every time the lion’s quarterback is sacked.

My bottom burned all through the game. I also had my shock collar around my balls. There were about ten fouls that earned me shocks. Mrs. Lion had the volume turned way down so there was very little pain.

As the game wore on, I found it increasingly difficult to cheer Giants’ touchdowns. Each one cost me 14 painful swats. As soon as the extra point was kicked, Mrs. Lion walked to my side of the bed. I rolled over and she proceeded to hit me 14 times. Hooray, the Giants scored!!! Ouch, ouch, ouch…. you get the idea.

lion's spanked ass detail
Even though the paddle reached across my butt, this small area on the right side of my crack got the worst of it.
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She hit me from my left side, like in the picture. I was flat on my stomach. I have no idea why the small area on the right side of my bottom was so red. The picture [Left} gives you an idea of the damage. For some reason, photos without retouching, like this one,, don’t convey just how red and sore I am.

All paddles have sweet spots where they concentrate their force. Most likely, it has more to do with the spanker’s position rather than the paddle, that determines where the most damage is inflicted.

Mrs. Lion is very strong. I’m sure that she wasn’t hitting full force during our game. It felt to me that she was experimenting with different ways to use her new paddle. When she gets the feel of it and wants to send me a strong message, I’m very sure that I’ll have black-and-blue marks as well as a much larger red area. This is our most fearsome paddle.

heart paddle on lion butt
This is the new heart paddle. Mrs. Lion didn’t use it on Sunday. We used my freshly-spanked butt as a backdrop so you can see it.
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Speaking of fearsome, our heart paddle arrived on Saturday. After the game, we took advantage of my upturned bottom to photograph the heart paddle against my bottom as backdrop [Right]. Those points inside the heart are very sharp. The cutout is straight with no beveling on the edges of the two hearts. Chances are very good that a solid swat will etch the heart shape into my bottom, with a cut where the heart comes to a point.

When Mrs. Lion gives it a try, we’ll post a picture. She thinks we should round the edge of the point to reduce cutting. I suggested that we try it out as-is first. As you can see in the image [right], with just the right aim, she can put a heart on each cheek in a single swat.

I both look forward to and dread our weekly NFL football game. The sweetness of the Giant win offsets some of the burn in my bottom.

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This is Mrs. Lion’s tenderizer. It is a very heavy paddle that hurts even with mild swats (which Mrs. Lion doesn’t give). The pointy side is used for turnovers and sacks. They leave my butt covered with little bruises.

The New York Giants played the San Francisco 49’ers Monday night. We both root for the Giants. Until last night, the Giants only won a single game all season.

On Sunday, we played our football spanking game while watching the Seattle Seahawks play. It was a painful experience for more than the players. Actually, it wasn’t too bad for me.

Being a helpful lion, I sent Mrs. Lion an email on Monday suggesting that instead of one swat per point (either team’s points), I get two. That would raise the ante for me. I also suggested that swats for turnovers and sacks be doubled too. Graciously, Mrs. Lion agreed. I figured that we would play again next Sunday. Mrs. Lion had a different plan. She announced we would play on Monday night.

We record games. Because we live on the West Coast, Monday Night Football starts at 5pm local time. That’s too early for us. So, we record the games. We settled in to watch the action at about 8pm. Mrs. Lion had the large tenderizer paddle on the bed next to her. I strapped on my shock collar and we started playing the game.

lion's football injury
Here is the outcome of Monday night’s game. The tenderizer created little bruises. The flat side did the rest. It’s not painful now. (Click to view larger.)

I won’t go through a play-by-play, but there was a lot of scoring. The Giants won 27 to 23. That meant I got a total of 100 scoring swats. My bottom was burning by the end of the fourth quarter! In addition to the scoring swats, I got a few for sacks and one turnover. Those swats are administered with the pointy side of the tenderizer.

That large paddle managed to bruise me a bit (near my crack). That’s a tribute to Mrs. Lion’s excellent aim. The tenderizer did its work over a larger area of my bottom. By the start of the second half, I was hoping no one would score.

Fourteen hard swats for each touchdown was challenging. I wanted to move away, but I didn’t. The image of me posing with the tenderizer was taken a few days ago. You can see the “before and after” by comparing that one with the image, left.

These marks aren’t terribly serious. They’ll be gone by the weekend. They do show that Mrs. Lion is a tough football player. In punishment or play, when she picks up a paddle, she means business. No more softballs for me. I’m glad and I can’t wait for our next game.

I’m generally not marked after being punished. I don’t think it is because Mrs. Lion is meaner when we play football. I think it’s a combination of two things: The tenderizer is a well-made, heavy spanking paddle. Where the front edge caught the side of my crack, it left a nice bruise. It marked me a bit less severely on other spots. It is an excellent tool. The second reason is that the spanking was delivered in installments. I got a flurry of swats after touchdowns or field goals. I had the time between them to recover. That made it easier for me to stay still for the painful flurries.

Theoretically, a punishment spanking should mark me at least this much. Because the blows are concentrated in a short period of time, the punishment hurts more. Well, it stings more. Maybe this new, heavier paddle mutes some of the sting in favor of longer-lasting thud. This level of marks the next day provides a bar for Mrs. Lion to exceed.

Ironically, the tenderizer’s pointy side doesn’t hurt as much as the smooth one. But it leaves the most marks and hurts more later. The edge of the smooth side creates nice bruising. The combination could leave my bottom with memorable souvenirs of both games and punishments. I hope Mrs. Lion is encouraged by her football prowess.

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Last night was our first football spanking game. Sadly, the Giants didn’t win. I also lost! Mrs. Lion used her “tenderizer” paddle (smooth side) for score keeping. Each point Atlanta scored earned me one hard swat. Giant points got me less painful hits. My bottom was red and sore by the end of the fourth quarter.

In addition, she used the shock collar to zap me under my balls each time there was a penalty. There were a few. She was kind to me and her zaps were short and not too strong. Still, it is a very uncomfortable feeling. It felt strange to hope no one scored, but I did. After the game, we agreed that we would continue with this game, playing once per weekend. We often watch more than one game a week. Of course, Mrs. Lion will decide which game.

This is the first spanking game we’ve played that works for both of us. Mrs. Lion said that she had a good time playing. I think activities like this are good for us. They playfully reinforce our power exchange. More importantly, they turn the passive, solitary activity of watching TV into an exciting interactive game.

For the record, Lioness 2.0 is firmly in residence. She acted pleased that my bottom was red and sore. She showed no sign of reducing the impact of her spanking as I got redder. That’s what I hoped would happen. Too much empathy can spoil a game, and, for that matter, a punishment.

Speaking of punishments, I earned one yesterday at lunch. I spilled food on my shirt. I wasn’t punished last night because of the game. I expect that my bottom will be very sore tonight. Mrs. Lion has been less severe with punishments lately. I imagine that’s because a spill on my shirt doesn’t demand a full-scale spanking. Much as I hesitate to say it, I believe that may be a mistake.

It isn’t logical to imagine a punishment for spilling food should be as severe as one for an offense that upsets my lioness. Just like the fine for going ten miles-per-hour over the speed limit is less than one for going twenty over, a spanking for spilling should be less than one for interrupting. That makes sense.

The problem with this logic is that the objective of any punishment is to teach me something. Is the reason for a more gentle spanking that it isn’t as important that I learn to be neat as it is to not interrupt? Objectively, it is. However, the purpose is to educate me. In that light, the test of success is how well I learn.

If this is my first spill in, let’s say a month, then maybe a “reminder” spanking is enough. If my last spill was only a week or two ago, then clearly I didn’t benefit from my prior spanking and need a stronger lesson. The same is true with other behavioral slips. I’m not suggesting that a reminder be a “slap on the wrist” so to speak. Based on our experience, it has to be a very strong spanking for me to remember next time. If I’m told that a second offense will be much stronger, the incentive to be careful is certainly larger.

So far, Mrs. Lion hasn’t used this method of escalating punishments. I think it might be time for her to consider this enhancement. Of course, if she chooses to do this, I need to be informed after my punishment what will happen next time, if there is a next time. That’s where the power lies. If I’m foolish enough to slip up again, I will learn how much worse it can get.

Make no mistake, I’m not fond of this concept at all. I believe I will profit if this structure is added to our disciplinary marriage. Negative reinforcement, for me at least, works best when the stakes go up each time I repeat an offense. Enough, maybe too much, said.