Maybe it’s an every-other-day thing. Monday was a bad day for me. I felt yucky all day. Tuesday was much better. I was only a little dizzy. Today, I thought I felt okay, but then I took Lion to the dentist and waited for him for two hours. I was playing on my iPad for a while. Then I had to get up and walk around to get the blood flowing. I’m sort of dizzy, sort of tired. Overall, I’m just done with this vertigo nonsense. Time to do more maneuvers. And friends suggested physical therapy and chiropractor. I’ve heard good things and bad things about chiropractors. It makes me nervous, but it might be worth a shot.

While I was feeling okay last night, I spanked Lion. I strapped him in and went to work. I set a fifteen-minute timer, but I wasn’t sure if I’d make it all the way. I was worried about needing to bend over to swat him, but it turns out I do just fine standing straight up. I used the leather paddles to see what would happen after a longer punishment period. He started to bleed a little, so I got to test out my tape theory. Rather than putting a Band-Aid on him, I wiped off the blood and put a piece of paper adhesive tape across the spot. He bled through almost immediately, but I wasn’t trying to stop the bleeding. What I was trying to do was stop that spot from getting bigger. I think it worked. It was sort of hard to tell while I was spanking because the paddle transferred blood. When I was done, and we made it the whole fifteen minutes, he had a few smaller blood spots on his left cheek, but his right cheek just had the one spot. It was bleeding worse when I took the tape off, but the tape seemed to stop that spot from getting bigger. Maybe I should tape his whole butt before we start next time.

Before I even started whomping him, he muttered that he thought he was going to get a hand job. I’d promised him a hand job in my post. I’d also been promising him a spanking. Give me time to catch up on my promises. I told him he could either have a hand job or a blow job. He said he thought I was going to set up the massage table to give him a hand job. Okay. It was a little more work, but I set it up. I know the angle isn’t really right when I try a hand job in bed. I sit in a weird position that gets uncomfortable after a little while. But standing next to him at the massage table isn’t easy either. Of course, it’s worse when I’m trying to avoid moving around so much, so I don’t get dizzy. And maybe I’ll drag the chair out someday, but I think that might change the angle of attack. Anyway, I was sweating away by the time he had his orgasm. Not that it took him a long time.

I’m not exactly sure if it was a good orgasm. He didn’t say anything, but it looked abbreviated to me. It was like heading for climax, heading for climax, boom, done. I did get some cream filling, though. I count that as a win. He was happy. He had sore buns and a happy weenie. Two clocks reset on the same night.

As I wrote yesterday, I wasn’t feeling well. I did the vertigo exercise and researched a little more. There’s another exercise for a different kind of vertigo. It’s similar, so maybe I’ll try that one too. I rested in bed in the afternoon and snoozed a little. It helped, but I didn’t want to take any chances by moving too much. When I hugged the dog, the room started spinning. I just have to figure out what triggers it.

This morning, so far, I’m feeling a little better. I have to return some equipment to my former employers by Wednesday. Lion has a dentist appointment tomorrow, so today looks like the day to return the equipment. One foray out into the world at a time. I just need to figure out how to manage the dizziness so I can make it to job interviews. Someone suggested motion sickness drugs. I’ll have to get some to see if they help.

Obviously, Lion did not get spanked last night. I can probably do it at some point today. I may still have to break it into two sessions. It all depends on how I feel as I swat him. Sometimes, bending over slightly makes me dizzy. Other times it doesn’t. Maybe it’s the amount I bend over. Grabbing something out of the dryer didn’t bother me but reaching into the fridge did. That suggests a slight bend is worse than a more severe angle. Weird. I do bend slightly when I swat Lion. We’ll have to try it and see if I can do it.

I may be able to manage jerking him off too. I’d much rather give him a blow job, but that might have been the thing that did me in. It might have been too much movement. That’s another reason to get rid of this dizziness. For now, the massage table might be the way to go for hand jobs.

If I didn’t know better, I’d think Lion was doing things on purpose. Saturday night he left the shower door open. Sunday night he forgot the coffee pot. Is he trying to make me spank him so things will get back to normal around here?

I did feel a little better yesterday as far as the dizziness goes. I managed to work on the garden, change the bed, put the garbage out, and even provide Lion with a little sucking pleasure. Today, however, I feel dizzy again. I don’t think I overdid it yesterday. I just think it will come and go for a while. I was going to go to the store today, but I think that can wait for another day.

I’ll have to see how I feel later to know if Lion will get his spanking today or not. I know he’s hoping he won’t. Not that he wants me to feel bad. He just doesn’t want his butt to feel bad. Two offenses in two days? Hmmm…that will require more than ten minutes. I could do multiple days if I can’t manage the whole ten minutes at once. Assuming I’ll feel better tomorrow, I’d probably be hitting harder and/or longer. I bet that would be especially painful on an already sore tush. That sounds like a good idea.

Of course, there’s no rush to spank him. It’s not like I’ll be busy with work. I’m just fixing my resume and searching for jobs. I can interrupt that anytime for punishment. For that matter, Lion’s request for earlier play is possible now too. Maybe we can test that evil new IcyHot he got the other day. I could be a full-time Lion dominant until I find a new job. I don’t think he’d like that any more than I would.

When I started writing this blog, I worried about what would happen after we had been writing for a few years. I wasn’t worried about running out of material. My big concern was that Mrs. Lion and I would have progressed deeply into male chastity and other kinky activities leaving new readers behind.

If our experience is a guide, kink is evolutionary. You start out with a play spanking and end up with domestic discipline. Well, no, most people don’t, but we did. Male chastity is a fun sex game. We’ve played it continuously so long that neither of us can imagine me getting off on my own. Even now, when Mrs. Lion isn’t feeling well, I won’t do anything to get off. That’s her job. All those chastity fantasies have come true. I can’t get off on my own. No chastity device is needed.

The incentive for getting into male orgasm control is the excitement of being locked into a male chastity device. I wore one continuously for years. Sometimes I hated it. Mrs. Lion didn’t care. It stayed in place. She only unlocked me for teasing and the occasional orgasm. This policy worked. Device or no device, I can’t have sex on my own. I haven’t masturbated in nearly nine years.

Spanking and BDSM were also evolutionary. In the case of spanking, it was Mrs. Lion who was conditioned. She started off being unable to do more than give me little love taps. Over the years, she learned to spank me hard enough to make me yelp and scream. She also learned not to care that she was hurting me. Spanking became an activity that neither bothered her nor turned her on. She did it to me as needed. I think she likes it when my bottom is sore for a few days after I’ve been spanked. That’s the sign of good craftsmanship.

I think that we learned two important lessons over the years. The first one is that if you keep doing something, eventually, it will become second nature. The second is that it doesn’t work to have expectations about how something will feel. I expected Mrs. Lion to learn to like spanking me. Why? She just has to feel good about doing it. Expecting her to get aroused just makes things harder for her. By the same token, she doesn’t expect me to like having to wait for orgasms or like being spanked. Those things are part of our lives. Like it or not, I get spanked when Mrs. Lion decides I need to be. The same is true of giving me orgasms. That’s just the way we live.