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We went to the casino last night. They offered us coupons for free dinner. Obviously, we weren’t going to pass that by. Mrs. Lion had crab and pasta. I had prime rib. We also had mozzarella sticks and popcorn shrimp. We were stuffed. Our slot machine time wasn’t as lucky. We both lost some money. I never expect to win. I look for slots with the most noise and color. We found one based on “Little Shop of Horrors.” It was very entertaining, if not profitable. We don’t spend money on other frivolous activities, so this wasn’t all that expensive for a fun evening.

We got home early. It was 9:30 and still a little light outside. We both smelled like smoke and casino air freshener. We took showers. By the time we finished and settled in, it was 10:30, too late to start being frisky. I streamed repeats of “Mom,” and Mrs. Lion fell asleep. I didn’t watch much longer before I felt my eyes closing. Thank you, melatonin!

I woke again at 1:30 AM. That sometimes happens, and I fall back to sleep. This time, it was hot in the room, and I threw off my covers. Still no sleep. It smelled like cigarette smoke. The casino stink must have infiltrated my sinuses. I was also stuffy and uncomfortable. After trying to get back to sleep for a while, I gave in and turned on the TV. Mrs. Lion almost always sleeps through my middle-of-the-night TV watching. I also took an allergy tablet. Three “Mom” reruns, I was sleepy again. I turned off the TV and slept until 10 AM. Mrs. Lion woke up soon after. [Mrs. Lion — I was awake at 6:30 to let the dog out and went back to sleep until 8:30. I snoozed on and off until 9:30. I was contemplating breakfast when Lion woke up.] We both needed the rest.

I’m writing this post on Sunday afternoon. I just read what Mrs. Lion wrote in her post. It’s true. I forgot to set up the coffee pot on Saturday. You think I would remember given the very painful consequence of forgetting. I didn’t. According to her post, she’s going to spank me before we go out to run errands. I’m not happy about that. It isn’t that I have to get dressed and go out. It’s that I am absolutely not in the mood to be spanked. Yeah, I know, nobody asked me if I wanted one.

It’s times like these that make me question my sanity. Yes, the idea of a spanking is hot. Right now, my nose is running again (time for another allergy pill), and my head feels full of cotton. The beating will probably clear my sinuses that still smell a little like the casino. I admit that I’m curious about how a lioness 4.0 spanking is different from one 3.0 delivered. I’m sure 4.0 is a lot more severe and less interested in how I feel about the beating. Oh well, this is out of my control anyway. I’ll let you know what happens. Right now, I’m going to go set up the coffee pot for tomorrow. My momma didn’t raise any stupid cubs.

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There are times I can’t seem to get turned on. This seems to be one of them. I’ve always thought that men aren’t supposed to lose interest in sex. I’m wondering if my actual interest is missing or a sexual key that needs to be turned. Sometimes, it’s getting spanked. Whomp my bottom, and my motor is jump-started. Other times, like now, a spanking doesn’t work. Odd, huh?

The other night, Mrs. Lion tied up my balls. That normally gets me really hot. Nope, it didn’t even get me hard. Her back has been bothering her, so I’ve hesitated to suggest anything that might hurt her. I also worry about suggesting something that usually works, like oral sex, only to end up soft in Mrs. Lion’s mouth. I know she will think it is her fault I’m not hard and horny.

This worry doesn’t help the situation. Nothing like performance anxiety to further fuck things up. It’s a vicious circle. I spiral down until my stomach starts to churn when I think about sex. Even writing about it is making my stomach hurt. This is definitely not conducive to a rock-hard cock. None of this is Mrs. Lion’s fault. I haven’t found a way out. Suggestions?

podcasts

Ever since I discovered Amazon’s WordPress plugin, our posts are available as podcasts on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, etc. I’m also starting to listen to podcasts as well. I have gotten in the habit of listing to NPR news podcasts while I’m in the shower. I’ve also discovered “Unqualified,” Anna Faris’s blog. I’ve been a fan since I saw her on “Mom.” I like her work and how she looks. So, when I stumbled on her blog, I had to check it out. In each episode, she interviews some showbiz friends and then offers advice to listeners. That’s how the podcast got its name; Anna says she is unqualified to give advice. How’s that humility? Her interview skills could use some work, and editing is needed. Still, it’s generally fun listening. Yeah, I still have a crush on her.

Our podcast doesn’t use our voices. We let Amazon’s text-to-voice service read them. We don’t have the time to record and edit each post. Also, I don’t have a clue how to add a recording we make to the service. Well, I know what I would have to do. That process means even more of a time suck. I figure that the current podcast is more convenient for our readers than a stand-alone creative effort. We’ve been interviewed a couple of times. At least one of those is still around. Take a look at the right side of the page.

how about a spanking video?

One step past podcasting is making videos. One reader requested a spanking video. We have the technology to make one. We haven’t felt any strong motivation to do it. Aside from the spanking itself, we do have to figure out lighting and camera position. Assuming we decide to do it, is there any real interest in us doing this? Given the huge quantity of spanking videos out there, I am not sure we would find an audience.

I have been checking out some of the spanking videos online. Most seem at least a decade old. I found a few that I think are pretty hot. One of them appears to be raw footage.  It’s a bunch of spanking segments with the same man and some different women and implements. He starts with an unspanked bottom and ends up with what looks like a very sore bottom. You can see it here.

I’ve noticed that most of the OTK videos have the woman sitting on a folding chair. A folding chair? It seems flimsy for such strenuous activity. I wonder how many collapsed during filming. One other rather odd thing that almost all of the videos I’ve seen have in common: The men have red bottoms at the very start of the video. I wonder if that means they were spanked before the camera started to roll. If so, why?

Mrs. Lion won’t quit trying to get me hard and aroused. She likes to tease me and leave me panting and wanting more. She also likes to make me ejaculate. For reasons I’ll never understand, she likes how my semen tastes. Yes, she has made me eat it. I’m not fond of the flavor at all. The fact she does, saves me from consuming more. Whew!

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Lion was tired yesterday. I tied up his balls, but he said he didn’t think he’d be able to get hard. He’s tired again this morning. I don’t know if he’ll take naps throughout the day, intended or not, to catch up on sleep. If he does, maybe he’ll be ready for action tonight.

I don’t think he’s faking it. He looked tired this morning. It’s not a matter of my putting my foot down and insisting he gets hard. Sometimes, just for the heck of it, I snap my fingers and say, “Up, boy,” to my weenie. It hasn’t worked so far, and I’m fairly certain it never will. I think I have as much chance of his getting hard on command as him flying around the room on command. It ain’t happening.

We’re in this weird lull in which I was in no shape to play, and now he isn’t. Luckily, it doesn’t often happen and generally doesn’t last long. We’ll be back in business by Friday, if not before. Unfortunately, this weekend I have to mow the lawn and the Lion. Both things threaten to aggravate my back, but both things need to be done. I can delay Lionscaping until next week, but the lawn definitely has to be done this weekend. It’s starting to look like a field more than a lawn.

Last night Lion said he still had sore spots on his butt. He’s not amused when I reply, “Good!” It is good. Isn’t that the point? He needs to feel the effects of a spanking a few days after, or he’ll forget why he needs to behave. That’s part of the purpose of “just because” swats. I know he knows this. Maybe he’s just surprised by my being glad he’s still sore. It’s just one more step along the way to becoming 4.0.

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We have a large collection of paddles. I accumulated most of them over the years. Mrs. Lion has bought a couple. Almost all of them are effective in terms of causing pain. A few can reliably bruise my bottom and raise spanking blisters. The image, right, shows some on my butt after my lioness spanked me. I recently thought “I’m going to blister your butt” was just an old-fashioned reference to a strong spanking. Since Mrs. Lion has turned up the volume on my punishments, I now get a blistered butt.

Detail of my blistered butt. There really are blisters!

Another recent discovery is that when Mrs. Lion spanks me for ten minutes, my bottom actually gets swollen. I can feel it when I lie on my back after she is finished. It feels like there are hard, rough spots back there. I felt this more acutely on Monday night. I’m pretty sure that’s due to her choice of spanking tools. I ordered some inexpensive paddles made from heavy conveyor-belt material. They are rubber laminated with strengthening threads. The paddles are thick and heavy.

She also used the bloodwood ferule paddle. It has a long handle and a three-inch diameter striking face. It used to be our most vicious. Now, it is just medium intensity. I have no idea just how many paddles we have. I’m sure there are more than 20 in the collection. So far, the meanest is Mrs. Lion’s spanking spoon. This 3/4-inch thick, spoon-shaped paddle delivers bruises. I absolutely hate being spanked with it.

Note marks higher and closer to the crack. This is new.

Apparently, the use of the conveyor belt paddle changes her spanking pattern. Based on how it feels a day later, and by the picture (left), she did a lot more spanking toward my crack. Normally, there isn’t much red or bruising there. When it hurts to sit, I feel it low, near my thighs and to the sides. This time, the marks are close to the crack, and it hurts higher, toward the middle of my bottom and closer to the crack. I suspect the shape of the rubber paddle focused much more of the force nearer my crack. [Mrs. Lion — I was aiming for the crack more this time.]

This new pattern is much more uncomfortable for me the day after. There is no way I can avoid the pain. While I hate being spanked on my “sit spot,” the area above and below the seam where my butt and thighs come together, attention higher up, was very effective. It may even be more effective than Mrs. Lion’s more traditional targets.

I suppose this means she will take the time to work both areas thoroughly. Poor me.