By:
In: Edging, Mrs Lion Comments, Spanking

Lion surprised me last night by being horny. He usually isn’t the day after an orgasm. He may be entering another hyper-horny phase.

I didn’t blindfold him but I did use the Magic Wand on him. It still amazes me how quickly he gets to the edge with it. And he initially thought he wouldn’t respond to a vibrator. Aside from oral and vaginal, I think the Magic Wand is his favorite way to be edged and/or orgasmed. (Is that a word? It is now.)

We went out to dinner last night. It was Lion’s idea. He regretted it when he spilled food on his shirt. I reminded him that he’d be punished for that infraction. He knew. He didn’t want to be swatted. I can’t say I blame him. Punishment is not fun.

I think Lion assumed I forgot that I was supposed to be punishing him when I hadn’t done it before we played. I had forgotten but I wasn’t going to stop playing to punish him. That didn’t mean I couldn’t punish him after the fun. He really wasn’t happy about that.

I didn’t swat him hard but I did swat him for a longer period of time. Toward the end I tossed in a few harder swats. He was barely pink when I was done although I knew he felt it. He even felt it about an hour later. Good spanking job, if I do say so myself.

By:
In: diapers, Mrs Lion Comments, Spanking

Lion dutifully put on a diaper at 5 pm yesterday. He was not happy. He was really not happy. There have been times when I’ve made him wear diapers that he’s looked uncomfortable. I’ve never seen him truly annoyed at the prospect of spending any amount of time in a diaper. Normally I would have let him off the hook right away. This time I was trying to stick to my guns. However, allergies won out. He was so itchy I had to let him jettison the diapers.

I think it was around 9:30 PM when I told him to go wash off so we could play. He said he was still dry from the last diaper change. Lion wasn’t responding to me much at all when I tried to arouse him. What he was doing was scratching. Everywhere. It wasn’t just where the diaper had been. Once I gave up on playing with him I said it didn’t make much sense to put him back in the diaper if he was going to be miserable.  He agreed. He wasn’t just scratching to get out of the diapers. He would have gone back in them if I’d insisted.

I may want to make Lion uncomfortable with Icy Hot or Velcro or clothespins, but I don’t want him to be uncomfortable in general. If it’s something he wants to be doing, he’ll endure. He would have had the normal reaction to wearing diapers if his allergies weren’t bothering him so much. I could have poked fun at him and he would have laughed with me. He would have made his usual buh, buh, buh comments. Yesterday was different. I’m just sorry it took me so long to realize there was a problem.

On another note, there have been a few comments about my acting like Lion’s mother. I don’t really want him to cry while I spank him. It’s taken me a long time to be able to spank him as hard as I do. It may not happen often, but there are times I’ve almost been in tears trying to spank as hard as he wants. I know I’m still not there which is probably the reason for almost crying. I’m letting him down. If he cries then I’ll definitely cry, so no tears for Lion. As far as changing Lion’s dirty diapers is concerned, I don’t want to humiliate him like that. I think wearing diapers goes far enough. If he expresses a real desire for me to humiliate him I’ll try to get past my reluctance.

[Lion — I don’t consider being changed as particularly humiliating. I’m fine with doing it myself. The only possible benefit to being changed by Mrs. Lion would be a chance for some more intimate contact. It might be sexy for her to change me, but it won’t humiliate me. For the record, wet disposable diapers don’t smell like pee and they aren’t dripping wet. The technology the manufacturers use turns the urine into a nearly-odorless gel.]

By:
In: Lion's Journal, Spanking

I’ve long wondered why our spanking experience is so different from those I read about. Yes, I do understand that most of what I read on the internet is either fiction, or altered fact. But there is one online spanking resource that I absolutely believe is accurate about spanking scenes. That resource is Julie, of Strict Julie Spanks. She’s a real person who has years of experience with her hairbrush, strap, and other assorted implements.

She and I exchange comments and email on a fairly regular basis. The other day, I asked about the fact that most spankings she administers end up with her husband in tears. I’ve never been close to that point. Yes, I’ve gotten very painful spankings, but no tears have been shed. I wondered what she did that’s different. I got this reply:

“I don’t think spanking to tears is about the pain, it’s much more about the emotional journey. I think “fake it till you make it” is key. Have your wife lighten up on the spanking but insist that you put on a more childish display, with kicking, begging, promising to be good, maybe insisting you call her “Mommy” if you can get into that. Then just draw out that spanking for as long as possible. Try to get that emotional regression going. I know it’s NOT AT ALL in character for you to behave this way, and would be deeply embarrassing for you, which is why it would be so entertaining to read about it!”

Yup, it wold be deeply embarrassing. Her advice makes a lot of sense. I know from my topping experience that by watching the reaction of the bottom, you can stretch out a spanking. As time goes by, a certain hormonal numbness sets it that allows the swats to get faster and harder without causing the bottom to try to get away or safeword.

As Julie wrote, a really long spanking and some prompting from Mrs. Lion could teach me to react childishly. That would add humiliation to the pain. Also, a long spanking will increase the soreness when the punishment is done. A sore bottom is probably much better as a training aid than a sharply painful spanking that leaves only a little residual soreness.

If I understand Julie correctly, the spanking is a combination of painful whomping (as Mrs. Lion calls it) and humiliating role play. Apparently, if Mrs. Lion extends the time a spanking continues and encourages me to respond in an immature way — kicking, begging her to stop, promising to be good — eventually that will become my “natural” response during a spanking. A beneficial side effect of a long spanking is a longer lasting effect to remind me of my sins.

The idea of kicking and begging and eventually shedding tears does not appeal to me. It shouldn’t. But I have to agree with Julie that it will make spanking more effective. It understood that allowing myself to be spanked is in itself, humiliating. But I didn’t consider that beyond the painful swats, it could become much more meaningful.

The “show” her husband puts on is strong evidence of her control. He’s not only accepting a sore bottom, he’s assuming a role that embarrasses him as well. I don’t know if Mrs. Lion will start me on this road. If she does, I know at least one of our readers will enjoy learning what we are doing.

By:
In: Female led relationship with discipline, Mrs Lion Comments, Punishment, Spanking

As Lion wrote, he spilled food on his shirt yesterday at lunch. It was a tiny amount. It didn’t even leave much of a stain. But rules are rules. Any spillage requires punishment. Since he was under foot in the kitchen, I figured the kitchen paddle would work just fine. I worried I’d forget to punish him if I didn’t do it when I thought of it.

Lion was surprised I was using the kitchen paddle. As I whomped him I wondered why it mattered. In the past he’s said I never use it. Well, I’m using it. Besides, the infraction was food related. I may not use that paddle often but he sure got the message. He was wiggling quite a bit. It’s not the most comfortable paddle for me to use either but it does the trick. And now Lion knows I’m not against punishing him in the kitchen.

We spent the night holding hands and watching TV. Every so often I reminded him of his sore buns, although apparently not enough to keep him from interrupting me later on. It was bedtime and I didn’t feel like getting up again to find a paddle to whomp him. He agreed he didn’t want to be whomped; as if that matters. So the whomping has been delayed until today. I think this one will take place in the bedroom where I can use a more comfortable paddle and he won’t be able to wiggle around quite so much. He might even get a few extra swats for all the wiggling from yesterday.

A Lion just needs to learn to mind his manners. I can help with that to a certain extent. Me and my paddle. And I might even give him some corner time. On the punishment stool. What a bitch I am!