Driving for Donuts
Lion wrote that he hadn’t been spanked in a while and he was probably due. He also said I spank him when he writes about it. I can’t let him thinks he calls the shots so, even if I wasn’t busy last night, I wasn’t going to spank him.
I had to run out for some prescriptions after work. I can’t tell you the last time I went anywhere. It’s been at least a week, maybe two. I do know that the same half tank of gas has been in the car for a few months. With the electric motor getting us most places, I forget all about gas. It will cross my mind at random times and I make a mental note to get some, but then I forget again. When we go on our donut run, we’ll definitely need some.
When I packed, I thought I had put most of the air conditioner hoses and window inserts together. Some of them were too long for boxes, so I made sure to keep them together, I thought. Luckily, I was able to piece together enough to cover the bedroom and both offices. The living room, dining room and kitchen are one big area so they’re more difficult to cool. Plus, the living room is still a sea of boxes. I hope we can weather this small heat wave with fans.
Lion seemed surprised when I agreed with him about going to Voodoo Donuts. He’s been talking about it for weeks. Up until the other day, he always said, “We should go to Voodoo,” and I’d agree. When he asked if we could go this weekend, I agreed again. He said, “Really?” Was I the one holding up the works? I’m not looking forward to the drive, but we love donuts and it’s been a long time since we’ve gone anywhere other than doctor appointments and casinos. I also have to do a bagel run, but that’s more me dragging my feet because I don’t want to drive there either. Eventually, my need for a good bagel will outweigh my need to be a hermit.
I doubt I’ll want to spank Lion or give him an orgasm after driving five hours round trip tomorrow. Does that mean he’ll get one of them tonight? I don’t know. It depends on how we feel after work.
Foraging For Good Food In The Pacific Northwest
Not too much is going on here. Yeah, I know; every time I say that, Mrs. Lion gets out the spanking bench and paddles my bottom. I suppose I’m due. I keep forgetting to get my pill packs after my shower. It is a rule that I get them each night. I don’t know why she isn’t enforcing that rule. We’re going on a doughnut run on Saturday. Voodoo Doughnuts is a small chain of amazing doughnut stores. We placed a huge online order for about eight dozen assorted doughnuts. We probably won’t eat them all on the way home (about a two-hour drive). The leftovers will be frozen.
We did a little research and learned that almost all sorts of doughnuts can be successfully frozen for a long time. VooDoo makes wonderful and sometimes unusual doughnuts. They are so good that there is usually a long line out the door waiting to get treats. By preordering online we can just pick up our treasure without waiting. If all of this sounds weird, it isn’t that we are crazy doughnut fans. We like them, and good doughnuts, like good pizza and good bagels, are nearly impossible to find in the Pacific Northwest.
While I’m on a food rant, I have to mention delis too. Believe it or not, there was only one “real” New York-style deli in the entire Seattle metro area. It closed a couple of years ago. It’s hard to believe that the biggest city north of Los Angeles has no real delicatessens. None. Nada. Holy crap! You can’t get a good corned beef on rye or other deli delights. Mrs. Lion and I have to import them from Katz’s Delicatessen in New York City. Shipping is free on orders over $100; not an insurmountable amount for us once or twice a year. Their corned beef and matzoh ball soup are to die for.
Pizza is a staple food in New York. That’s where I come from; well, I mean New York City. Mrs. Lion is from upstate New York. Anyway. in my New York, it is nearly impossible to get a bad slice of pizza. In Seattle and its surrounding area, it’s impossible to get a good one. What the hell! Pizza isn’t that hard to make. Seattle pizza is overdone to the point that the tomato sauce is turned into a solid. The crust is too thick and flavorless. There is one small chain of pizza restaurants that serves true Neopolitan pizza. It’s very good and expensive. It isn’t the same as New York pizza, but is the same as the delicious original I ate in Naples.
Bagels and Kaiser rolls are basic breads in New York. There is only one bagel bakery in the Pacific Northwest that bakes true New York-style bagels. It’s Blazing Bagels. Unfortunately, like Voodoo Doughnuts, they don’t ship. Their product isn’t very popular up here. The locals prefer soft, bread-like bagels in weird flavors that range from blueberry to chocolate. Yuck! Blazing Bagels makes the traditional favorites. I love onion bagels, and Mrs. Lion is fond of “everything” bagels. We can get Philadelphia cream cheese here, and if we search, we can get good smoked salmon–that’s what they call lox up here.
Usually, different areas of the country have specialty foods that the natives love, and us foreigners learn to enjoy. San Francisco has abalone and sourdough bread. I love both. The Pacific Northwest has several species of salmon that are more difficult to find in the East. Other than that, I haven’t found anything special. There’s on “treat” that is the absolute hit of the Washington State Fair. Are you ready for this? Scones! Holy shit, scones! I’ve been eating them for breakfast forever. Folks, scones are not exotic. That doesn’t matter. The locals line up for freshly baked scones at the fair.
There is a good reason we live here: the climate. Western Washington has its own special climate. It’s very much like the climate in Italy. We have mild winters. The average temperature from fall through spring is between 40 and 50 degrees F. Our summers have warm (85 degrees F) days and cool (50-60) nights. It’s the best summer climate in the world. Due to our unique location, we have clouds for nine months of the year. Total rainfall is about the same as New York City. According to climate scientists, we will be relatively unaffected by climate change for the next hundred years. If we could just get a decent bakery, pizza joint, and deli, it would be perfect!
Getting Help Getting Hard
Monday night, Mrs. Lion gave me an oral orgasm. The Edex worked pretty well. I love the feeling when I get hard. It’s hard to explain the almost magical way that my penis grows after the injection. It just gets hard on its own. I feel the arousal grow as it does, but I’m also aware that there’s no stimulation, just the magic of chemistry. I understood that I was going to get hard regardless of how I felt about it. Sure, I wanted it badly on Monday night, but I also became aware that if tied down and injected, I would get hard even if very uncomfortable.
These chemically produced erections can have different qualities. Edex is pure alprostadil. It’s chemically equivalent to Prostaglandin E1, the naturally occurring body chemical that relaxes the muscles and opens the vessels in the penis to allow erection. Sexual stimulation isn’t required. The resulting erection is usually about 80 percent as strong as the one produced by sexual stimulation. When Mrs. Lion goes to work on me, I quickly reach 100 percent.
The Edex isn’t as effective as I would like. My erection usually fades noticeably after I ejaculate. Of course, I don’t mind that since I’m done at that point. However, these erectile injections should keep me at 80 percent for at least an hour. My current reaction is a sign that the Edex (alprostadil) isn’t quite enough for me. I may need to go back to the Trimix (alprostadil plus two other stimulating drugs). The problem with that change is Trimix requires continuous refrigeration and loses potency about three months after the solution is made. The cost for us is about the same as Edex. We can get the particular version of Trimix that I need for about $130 for 4 ml. My typical dose is about 0.4 ml, so I get ten boners per bottle. My copay for Edex is $200 for 18 boners. The Trimix is only slightly more expensive.
The reason I went from Trimix to Edex was that I was having trouble having orgasms with Trimix. I’m not sure why, but my urologist said that I could also go to Bimix (alprostadil plus one other drug) to see if that worked better for me. It’s the alprostadil that needs refrigeration and loses power once made into a liquid. Edex is a special 2-chamber injector that keeps the sterile saline separate from the freeze-dried alprostadil. The dry drug has a multi-year shelf life. It’s only when mixed into an injectable liquid that it becomes so perishable.
This is probably more than you ever wanted to know about boner injections. It’s good information to have. A lot of men suffer from ED, and most have no clue how many options are available. If you don’t need this information, great. Just be aware that if the need arises, there are many good ways to get help.
We Need To Make A Change: Three Spankings A Week Might Be Needed
Sunday, after my shower, Mrs. Lion had me put on my restraint belt and mount the spanking bench. She used the homemade paddle I created over twenty years ago. It’s thick leather (about 3/4-inch thick layers of saddle leather). It was a “Just Because” spanking. Even though she said she didn’t hit as hard as usual, there were marks on my bottom that would disagree. Judge for yourself in the image above.
I’m not complaining. I needed the attention. It had been 17 days since my last spanking. We both agree that I need more frequent attention to support my mental health and good decorum. We don’t agree on just how frequent these reminders need to be. Mrs. Lion often says that two to three spankings a week are best for me. I generally suggest one every week or ten days should be enough. If Mrs. Lion says I need three or more a week, then she should test her theory. So far, she hasn’t prioritized spanking.
This is a problem for us. It isn’t that I’ll run wild in the streets if I go without strict discipline. The issue is more subtle. Mrs. Lion can be impatient and easily distracted. The result is always that she forgets about paddling me. One reason, she’s said, is that if she’s upset or angry, she doesn’t want to spank me. I understand that. She’s concerned she will not be able to control herself. I’m very sure that she can safely spank me if she is angry or upset. I’m not suggesting that doing so will make her feel better about what pissed her off. The real issue isn’t anger, it’s consistency.
We are both happier when Mrs. Lion is consistent about disciplining me. When she actively makes and enforces rules, we communicate more and we both are happier. It just works. Maybe we need to go to the three spankings a week for a while. We need Mrs. Lion to get her mojo back. It takes just ten minutes to spank me. The benefits last a lot longer. I won’t like it, but going to this will be very good for us both.
