spanked lion
This wasn’t taken last night, but it gives you the general idea.

Lion made a sexy little paddle. He put “Hers” on the handle and “His” on the business end. It’s a duplicate of our kitchen paddle which we also got for the camper. I thought it would be interesting to hang it just inside the doorway. I also thought it should say “the Enforcer” or words to that effect. Lion suggested something that would make it evident whose rules were being enforced. I think it looks great. But how does it feel?

Last night I tested it out. Granted, he wasn’t due any punishment and I wasn’t feeling particularly well, but I figured I could muster enough swats to put the paddle through its paces. Lion suggested OTK since it’s a small paddle. That required going into the living room since we haven’t figured out how to do it on the bed yet. He gave up on the idea when he saw the face I made. He didn’t want to dampen my already diminished enthusiasm for swatting him. He knew I didn’t feel well and wasn’t going to push his luck.

It didn’t take long at all for Lion’s buns to turn bright rosy pink. I was surprised. It’s not a very heavy paddle. I started out slow as I have been lately. I swatted all around his cheeks to get him warmed up. I snuck a few harder swats in here and there. If I had meant business I’m sure he’d have bruised easily with it. I ended with some harder swats that left Lion yelping a little. He said it stung for a while afterward.

We now have a formidable and stylish camper paddle for those times that Lion just can’t help himself while we’re away. I may just suggest we do the same treatment to the kitchen paddle. The only difference is that the kitchen paddle has a greater chance of being seen by others. I’m not sure how dangerously Lion wants to live.

[Lion – I’m game. But then you already knew that. I’ll get more vinyl letters and get to work]

lion's crotchless panties
Here’s Lion in his crotchless panties. I’m not sure exactly what they are for, but he is embarrassed to show you this view. [Click image to enlarge]
I had Lion model the last of his panties when I got home. There’s a crotchless pair (see image, right). What’s the point of that? I know it gives easy access but he can’t wear them any other time. It’s just like having no underwear on. He also tried on his bra. Very pink and lacy. The baby doll teddy was less of a rousing success. Lion needs to lose some of his tummy for it to look better. The matching thong looks nice though.

When he was done modeling I got out some paddles. He wondered what I was going to do with them. I’d promised him a play spanking. He’d forgotten. His shoulder was hurting so I offered to wait until today to play. This wasn’t a punishment spanking. I wanted him to be able to enjoy it. He finally got comfortable and I started off with my hand. No punishment spanking starts off this way.

As I progressed from my hand to a slapper and then a paddle, I checked in with him to see if he needed me to stop. His shoulder was hurting but okay to continue. His buns got pink very quickly but each time I stopped the pink went right away. It wasn’t the longest play spanking we’ve done, but I didn’t want to tax his shoulder any more and I was also hurting a little.

Lion said his buns were sore for a while after I stopped. It felt very similar to a punishment spanking. I guess it would. I mean, a spanking is a spanking. I’d think, though, that punishment would feel more severe because there’s less warmup and I get to the harder swats quicker. In the end (pun intended) his buns are still sore. Oh, and a play spanking can be ended at any time if there’s a problem, no matter how minor.

Today Lion is working from home. Before I could tell him to wear the purple thongs, he asked which underwear he was wearing. At first I was annoyed. He didn’t give me a chance. But then I realized that I’m probably going to forget at some point. Having him remember is much safer. I don’t think not remembering will be a punishable offense. I’m still not sure that he’ll have to wear panties every day or every other day. It may just be for special occasions or when I want to see those sexy buns in some lace or frills. For now I’ll decide what he wears each day.

It’s been a long time since Lion had a play spanking

Lion was looking at panties again last night. He wants something that will stay up under his jeans. The thong worked out well yesterday, but the hip huggers probably won’t. Maybe he needs suspenders for his panties too. The panties he was looking at were straightforward with no frills. Literally. They look like my underwear. I see no point in his wearing panties if they aren’t flowered, lacy or frilly. Where’s the fun in seeing him in a pair of undies that don’t look particularly feminine?

The other thing I was wondering was how many panties does he need? He has seven we just bought, the manties he bought a while ago, and three pair I ordered online. If I’m not making him wear them every day he should be set at this point. A few of them might only be worn around the house. If the hip huggers don’t stay up when he’s around the house he’ll just have to keep pulling them up. It’s annoying, but not as bad as if he’s got pants on. He’s already saying he has no place to keep his panties. More will just be a bigger problem. That’s not to say he won’t ever get more panties. If I see something he just has to have I’ll make sure he gets them. He might even get some for Christmas, birthday, and almost definitely Valentine’s day.Tonight I think I’ll have him model his new teddy and thong set. We were both so tired last night I forgot all about the other new things he had. We snuggled for a while and I got him hard and then I think his tiredness got the better of him. Snuggling is always welcome though.

I brought the small Njoy butt plug on our trip but I didn’t use it. When we were anywhere near playing, I didn’t think of the butt plug. And I was also thinking how long it’s been since he had a play spanking. We’ve been putting so much emphasis on punishment and panties that we’ve let other things fall by the wayside. Perhaps it’s time to circle back and have a nice spanking for a change.

lion in blue thong panties
This is the new, blue, sparkly thong I wore yesterday. It speaks for itself. [Click image to enlarge]
This morning when I told Mrs. Lion I was going to get dressed, she said, “Wear the pink panties.”

I didn’t really remember what panties I had, but sure enough there was a pair of hip-hugging, pink panties. We bought them at WalMart on Saturday. I put them on, but they kept sliding down. I have very narrow hips and there isn’t anything there to hold them up. I suggested a thong would stay up better. That’s because they move into my ass crack and that holds them up. Mrs. Lion was agreeable, so I am wearing a sparkly blue thong trimmed in black.

I forgot I was wearing women’s undies until we stopped and I had to pee. When I opened my pants and reached inside, I was greeted by a small, satin pouch. “Oh crap! I’m wearing that thong,” I thought. It wasn’t a problem for me, just a surprise. When we got home, while I was undressing, Mrs. Lion yelled from the other room, “Leave your panties on!”

Here I sit wearing nothing but a sparkly, blue thong with black trim from WalMart. How fashionable!

On the way home, we discussed the new spanking stool. Mrs. Lion wants us to get another so we have one in the camper and another at home. It’s clearly a lioness winner. The anti-skid tape we put on the seat isn’t really all that scratchy to sit on. Mrs. Lion thinks we need very coarse sandpaper with, sharp gravel-like abrasive on it. We will shop for it this week. Meantime, she likes corner time for me sitting on the stool. It’s a very boring post-spanking ritual that others incorporate as well.

We’ve learned some very useful things from Julie. It’s too bad she is so far away. She has a lot more experience with discipline than we have. Mrs. Lion is becoming quite expert herself. I got an over-the-knee spanking this weekend. It does feel different from just lying on the bed and getting swatted. I felt more restrained. It was much more intimate. I could feel Mrs. Lion’s body heat. It was totally different from any play spanking I ever received or, for that matter gave. It was easy for her to spread my cheeks and pay attention to the tender flesh of my butt crack. She seemed much more in control.

Something else we learned from Julie is technique. My spankings used to be over in a minute or two. There were four-to-seven very hard swats before I could take any more. Then it was all over. Now, with Mrs. Lion providing warmup swats (which also hurt), she administers hundreds of swats covering my entire bottom and sit spot. She even did some spanking of my upper thighs. Unlike when I lay on the bed, I found it nearly impossible to clench my butt. That reduces the pain of each swat. My bottom stayed relaxed and receptive to Mrs. Lion.

There isn’t any new dialogue during my spanking. Mrs. Lion did make a point of telling me why I was being spanked. My reactions were the usual yelps and screams. Mrs. Lion isn’t comfortable being in the mommy mode and, so far, hasn’t come up with any responses she requires before she will even consider stopping. I think that spankings might go on a bit more. (I will really regret saying this). I get a nice pink color, but we haven’t reached the red, black and blue color that would most likely hurt for a day or two.

It isn’t that Mrs. Lion is at fault. It’s that we both have to progress to this point. There’s so much more to my punishment spankings. There’s our attitude, our ability to administer and receive the sufficient amount of swats. And, our approach to discipline. Let’s face it, despite what you might read on many domestic discipline websites, punishment, particularly spanking is a ritual with its own set of rules and techniques. We are just starting to work out ours.