Monday was punishment day. It’s one of the two designated “just because” spanking days. I was in no shape for a spanking or any other activity. My stomach was acting up. We ended up having toast for dinner on Monday night and for breakfast Tuesday morning. I’m grateful that Mrs. Lion canceled the Monday night swats.

Since Mrs. Lion has become such a proficient spanker, my attraction to being spanked is tempered by the memory of just how much it hurts. Of course, that’s the whole idea. Spankings, even “just because” spankings, aren’t supposed to be anything but painful. I believe they are working. Mrs. Lion is testing different paddles and techniques. She is also willing to let me know that a spanking isn’t “just because” and has converted to punishment for annoying her.

I’m happy to see her doing that. It has always been nearly impossible for her to initiate a spanking for annoying her. It is much easier to assign an already-scheduled spanking to annoying her instead of “just because.” It’s disciplinary evolution. If experience is any indication, it won’t be long before she spanks me as dispassionately for annoying her as she does for me forgetting to set up the coffee pot. I suppose the next evolutionary disciplinary step is for Mrs. Lion to add five minutes to a scheduled spanking if I annoy her.

Speaking of the coffee pot, the “just because” spankings make me a lot more careful about remembering to set it up every day. The last time I forgot, it was on a “just because” spanking day. Mrs. Lion added five minutes to the ten-minute scheduled spanking. It was horrible. I don’t want that happening again anytime soon.

Mrs. Lion has always been happy to assist me in any way she can. I think that as she feels more willing to punish me when I upset her, she also feels more positive about doing things for me. She may not agree, but I detect a general lightness that wasn’t always there. It may be a kind of yin/yang energy exchange. It’s definitely increased honesty about how I affect her. She knows that I want her to punish me if I upset her. Now the twice-weekly “just because” spankings allow her to punish me without making a “special trip” to the spanking bench. We are both profiting.

A big part of caring for each other is being able to communicate annoyance without being passive-aggressive. Granted, paddling me is a long way from just growling. Experience has taught us that, without the recent memory of her paddle, a growl isn’t very effective for either of us. We have to accept that giving me a sore bottom is the best teacher for both of us.

Tuesday night, Mrs. Lion got out the spanking bench. I had been snoozing after dinner. Neither of us is getting enough sleep. I was not in the mood for being strapped down and spanked. I wasn’t asked if I was. Once the spanking bench comes out, there is no chance I can escape.

She has changed her technique. I am not sure which paddles she used, but I assume they all had large faces. I was very unhappy with my spanking. It hurt a lot once Mrs. Lion got started. She did a nice warmup, which I sincerely appreciated. Then she got started. All I can say is that it hurt from start to finish. I wanted to escape. She spent a lot of time with her small blue paddle. She spread my cheeks and spanked all the way to my tender anus.

You don’t know what pain is until your perineum is spanked with a heavy rubber paddle. The entire inside-crack area is much more sensitive than the rest of my bottom. The only thing worse is having the head of my penis spanked. That isn’t a bit sexy. When she finished, Mrs. Lion took a picture. I have never been redder. She covered a lot more territory too.

The only blistering was around my crack. Her blue paddle didn’t cause this. When she hits me across my crack with the large round paddle, it concentrates its force on the highest area, which is the area around my crack.

I didn’t feel the spanking on Wednesday morning. Her technique on Tuesday night was perfect for making me very unhappy with the spanking. It didn’t do the deeper damage needed for next-day pain. I’m not surprised. In my experience on the other side of the paddle, I remember that the nastiest sting came from the larger paddles. The small-faced monsters created long-lasting reminders.

Here comes the part that I will regret writing. Based on my experience as the spanked husband, it looks like there are three phases to a very effective lion spanking. Mrs. Lion has mastered all of them. One phase creates widespread red. It stings and makes me totally unhappy. The next is the “inside” work. I can’t describe how much I dislike the tender inside of my crack and perineum being spanked. The third phase hurts less than the other two but creates two-to-three-day pain. That’s when Mrs. Lion uses the spanking spoon on my sit spot. The third phase doesn’t take very long to do the job. Mrs. Lion knows exactly how hard and long to apply the spanking spoon.

In terms of timing, I think that the first ten (or fifteen if earned) minutes can be spent with the first two phases. After the timer goes off, it makes sense to bring out the spanking spoon for the coup de gras. All in all, Mrs. Lion has truly mastered adult spanking. As the adult being spanked, I can say that I truly hate how good she is at it. I was tempted to avoid reviewing this last spanking. I am only making things worse for myself. Stupid lion!

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Lion was not amused when I brought out the spanking bench last night. Of course, he’s not supposed to be. He’s supposed to get into position and take his punishment, which he did. The dog seemed less freaked out by the whole procedure. I’m glad. It’s not like we were going to stop punishments because she doesn’t like it. They are necessary.

Since Monday morning, when Lion whined about the dog not paying attention to him, she visits him in his office and follows him when she hears him heading to other parts of the house. They’ve sat outside together. I figured it was just a matter of time before she did that. Now I wonder what will happen next Monday after I’ve been home two days straight. Will she ignore him on Monday morning? If she does, he shouldn’t get too bent out of shape. Otherwise, he’ll have another punishment coming.

I believe this is one of the first times I’ve punished him for annoying me. It just pissed me off that he kept calling her “your dog” and going on and on about the dog not paying any attention to him, and she was a waste of money. I would have been more worried if he hadn’t done the same thing with Daisy. I was home full time when we got her, and we’d run around and play so much that Daisy was passed out by the time Lion got home from work. He wanted to return her because she didn’t greet him or pay any attention to him. I told him to wait until the weekend so he could be home and play with her. Lo and behold, Daisy paid attention to him. You’d think he’d have that in the back of his mind when Willow did a similar thing. Nope. He went straight to the pity party. Poor Lion. I’m hoping last night’s spanking cured him.

He’s been yelping a lot more lately. It’s not like I’m hitting any harder. And he’s had spankings fairly regularly over the past few weeks. Are they not toughening his hide as I hoped? I’m not expecting him to stop yelping. I think he shouldn’t be yelping as much as he is. I’ve been building him up to the harder swats as usual. Last night I did do more in his crack. And I probably hit a little harder in there. I think it was similar to all the other spankings, except for the last two because we were trying to get the dog used to things.

Lion’s very rosy butt from last night’s spanking.

I’m sure Lion doesn’t agree about the severity of the spanking. He probably thinks I was super mean. I hit harder than ever, and his buns were on fire. Good. He’s not supposed to like it. I think we can agree that I’ve been getting better at giving him an overall rosy butt. Since I’ve been concentrating on that aspect, he hasn’t bled very much. Of course, he doesn’t feel it as much the next day.

My next goal is to have the best of both worlds. He should wind up with an evenly rosy butt with sore patches that make it difficult to sit the next day.

Mrs. Lion planned to spank me on Monday night for whining about the dog. We both had slightly upset stomachs, so she put off the punishment. She also put off any sexual activity. Both decisions were fine with me. Since I wrote yesterday’s post, Willow has stayed glued to me unless snoozing or outside. Mrs. Lion denies calling her and telling her to be nice to me. Whatever the reason, it’s very nice to have her company.

Since Willow arrived, I’ve had clothes on for at least part of the day. It feels odd. Now that she lets herself outside (we have a magnetic screen over the door), I’m just wearing a t-shirt, and I keep a pair of shorts nearby. I guess I am an accidental nudist. So is Mrs. Lion. When she gets home from work, she sheds her clothes too. Since Willow arrived, she’s been wearing shorts and a t-shirt too. I’m sure she will go back to bare shortly.

Mrs. Lion has been less strict with my “just because” spankings. I’m not sure why. It may be that having the puppy trying to make me feel better influences her. My punishment spanking will be the first since the puppy arrived. I wonder if she will return to her fearsome self for that.

I’ve been reading recent blog posts about punishment spankings for women. I haven’t seen anything new about men being spanked. Disciplinary spankings for men seem to be quite rare. It seems that the spanko (a term I recently learned that apparently refers to the person whose bottom is being beaten) often gets corner time after the spanking. This part of the punishment appears to be more erotic than punitive. It’s a humiliating throwback to childhood punishment.

Embarrassment is erotic to many people. It appears that corner time is at least as erotic as punitive to the people I’ve read about. In a BDSM scene, adding humiliation to sensation play is an excellent way to spice things up. If the purpose of a spanking is disciplinary, adding an erotic ending may not be productive.

Without exception, the spankos write about how humiliating it is to stand in a corner like a child. There is almost never a reference to discomfort. I think that it is important to differentiate carefully between “play” and punishment. Granted, both kinds of spanking sessions are fully consensual and almost always initiated by the person being spanked. That’s certainly true in our case.

If Mrs. Lion is punishing me, she wants me to learn something. While I may have instigated this painful activity, I don’t control it. Mrs. Lion’s job is to make me as unhappy as possible when she punishes me. Her spankings hurt like hell. If she were to add something at the end that has erotic connotations, like corner time, some of the value of my punishment would be lost.

When she is finished spanking me, I get up and go about my ordinary activities. There is no post-spanking ritual. Sometimes, she will rub an antiseptic lotion on my bottom if I bled very much. That feels good but isn’t erotic at all. The point is that punishment is never a turn-on. It’s true that I get aroused thinking about being spanked. That arousal helps keep me docile when I need to be punished. However, I’m never turned on during or after being spanked.

“Just because” spankings are treated the same way. They may not punish a specific offense, but they are meant to remind us both how unpleasant breaking a rule can be. They also serve to give Mrs. Lion practice and let her try different tools and techniques. She doesn’t want to do that in a pure punishment spanking. Speaking of which, I have one of those coming. Ouch!