Happy Lions
Yesterday turned out to be as eventful as Sunday. Monday is punishment day and I reminded Mrs. Lion in the morning. She remembered that I had forgotten to remind her of the last maintenance spanking day and I had interrupted her. She let me know I would get a spanking in due course. We spent most of the day exploring the local scenery and got back to our trailer by 3pm. I dutifully undressed and went into the bedroom to relax and watch a “Magnum PI” DVD. Mrs. Lion joined me and we enjoyed an episode.
I rolled over to stretch. Mrs. Lion said that I must be asking for my spanking now. I quickly rolled onto my back. Too late. She got her heavy wooden spoon and had me roll onto my stomach. She then administered a very painful spanking. She congratulated me for not trying to escape. Damn right! I didn’t want any extra swats. When she finished I rolled over again and we watched part of another episode. Then, without warning, she began teasing me. I put the TV on pause. She edged me a couple of times and then gave me another orgasm. That’s two days in a row! I truly am on vacation.
When I asked why she gave me another so soon, she asked if I was complaining. I assured her that I was merely curious. She said that on Sunday night because she was riding me, she didn’t get to taste my semen. I thought that was a plus. But she reminded me that she loves the taste, so today she got to use her hand and good enjoy the product of my ejaculation. Better her than me.
We went back to cuddling and watching TV. She asked me if the last two days were better because all the action took place much earlier in the day. I said that it made a big difference. Maybe now that I am old, I want the early bird special. She laughed. We then told each other stories of our parents and the other kind of early bird special. We had some good laughs. We then went out for dinner. I’m truly happy that I got to come twice in two days. It contributes to the holiday feeling for me. I also feel much more mellow and relaxed.
Mrs. Lion played a little joke on me. She titled yesterday’s post, “Lion Makes Me So Mad”. That title worried me. The last thing I want to do is upset my lioness. After I read the post I realized it was a little joke on me. She knew the title would worry me.
Today we return home and tomorrow I am supposed to have four in-person interviews and three via Skype. Six of the seven are with one company. If I don’t growl or act too dumb, I may get lucky and have work. It’s work that I really want. I would get to do what I love. I’m optimistic. The odd interview is with another very large company that has a fantastic record for being a great place to work. We are both keeping our paws and fingers crossed.
This long weekend has done us both a lot of good. We are more relaxed than we have been in months. Our problems haven’t gone away, but we got to go away from them for a few days. We’ve also had a chance to spend all of our time together. I can’t think of anything I want to do more than that. This morning we are both very happy lions.
Lion Makes Me So Mad
But I can never stay mad for long. Once we talked about his new training, I had another task for him. I figured he would balk at it and I wasn’t sure how far I wanted to push it. I wanted him to apologize for getting so upset at the event organizer. If he refused I was going to do it on his behalf. Luckily, he was a good boy and apologized. He didn’t necessarily like it, but he did it anyway. I appreciate that.
I’m sure you’ve noticed how often I say there’s nothing I want to change about Lion, and then something like this happens. I guess I have the memory of a goldfish. Oh look, a castle and then five seconds later oh look, a castle. Forgive me.
Another possibility is that, rather than beer goggles, which make people more attractive the more beer you drink, perhaps I have Lion goggles. Because I see so much good, I forget the rare bad. At any rate, things are back to normal again. We meet up with the same crew next weekend and, if Lion knows what’s good for him, things will go more smoothly.
Things went very smoothly for Lion yesterday afternoon. We played early again and I was able to edge him a few times. It was his scheduled orgasm day, and I suppose I could have delayed it based on his behavior, but I didn’t. When I was ready for his orgasm, I surprised him by riding him. The worst part about that is in the camper there are mirrors on the closet doors. Catching a glimpse of fat me riding him was not flattering at all. However, I kept going and soon he whispered that he was going to come. Wonderful! I love when he comes inside me. I love when he comes anywhere, but inside me is his favorite. Oddly enough, I think my favorite is oral. I love the way he tastes.
So Lion is a happy boy today. I don’t know if he dwells on his next orgasm or not. Maybe not at this point at least. When he’s nice and horny again he might. Then again, I don’t usually make him wait very long.
Moving To A New Level
Yesterday in her post, Mrs. Lion discussed a new opportunity to train me. I think it is particularly noteworthy. Let me explain. When I am under a lot of stress I can find myself being defensive and a little paranoid. Stress has been severe and continuous for the last six months. I won’t retell the details, but if you’ve been following us, you know that I’ve been out of work. I’m not excusing myself, just explaining. As she wrote, I growled at the event organizer for not informing us that he changed event plans. As a result, we missed one event I was anticipating. I let him know that he should consider all participants, not just the ones he hangs out with.
This confrontation embarrassed Mrs. Lion. Later, she quietly and sweetly explained what was bothering her. She was right. I reacted disproportionally. I promised to do better. I was a little surprised when her post was about this very subject. She decided that domestic discipline is a perfect way to assure I will learn to keep my growls to myself. Not that it matters, but I approve this decision. My concern is that she is a very laid back lioness and may have difficulty monitoring and punishing future transgressions. That, of course, is where the rubber meets the road.
Training me out of this sort of behavior, while a good idea, will be much more difficult for her. The other things that earn me punishment aren’t highly emotionally loaded like this one. I’m very unlikely to self report. It’s emotional for me to start, and I usually believe with all my heart that I am in the right. That means for this to work, Mrs. Lion will have to carry the disciplinary ball. She will not only have to notice my infraction, but she will have to call me out for it (very difficult for her to do) as well as punish me. In the context of FLM and domestic discipline, this particular infraction is a perfect example of the sort of correction that serious practitioners of domestic discipline correct.
Before reading her post, I had no idea that she was going to do more than have that gentle talk. I’m proud of her bravery to take on this first, serious domestic punishment. I don’t know if she plans on spanking me today for that infraction. She didn’t tell me or mention it in her post.
This latest decision moves things to a new level. Domestic discipline has moved from a kind of game that gave us both experience with the power exchange, to a serious behavioral modification program with very painful consequences. Another feature of this new level might be punishment without warning. Mrs. Lion thinks it is unfair to penalize me if I am unaware of the rule I have broken. I agree. But when it comes to more serious behavioral issues, like the one she mentioned, scolding and punishment make more sense than an initial warning. I really should have known better. I understand that and as I have become better trained in FLM, I realize that warnings aren’t necessary. They are discretionary.
In case you wonder, I am not very happy with this intensification of my domestic discipline. It is far more “real life” and much less a game. I’m not naturally submissive. As Mrs. Lion becomes more dominant, I know I will find myse;f with a sore rump many times before I truly learn.
A New Training Opportunity
I knew Lion wasn’t broken. He’s been under a lot of pressure lately. This trip didn’t start out so well. He let minor things get to him. There were a few repairs to do. And, two days later, he’s still letting little things get to him.
We are very different. He is upset by clutter. I can live in a mess. He frustrates easily when things break. I see it as the way things go. He gets upset when plans change. I know stuff happens.
Last night we talked about how I feel when he launches into what I call attack mode. Somebody does something Lion doesn’t like and he goes off full bore. I suggested he could get his point accross in a less threatening way. You can catch more flies with honey… In the overall scheme of things, is this one thing really a big deal? So now I have a training opportunity. Rather than allow myself to shut down, I will correct this behavior. My first step was talking it out with him last night.
I know it’s about time. I know it’s just a baby step, but I was pretty mad at him Friday night for his first outburst. By last night I was mad at both of us. Him for doing it and myself for allowing it to happen again. I need to train him to be a warmer, fuzzier Lion, especially when we’re among friends. At work he can growl and bare his teeth all he wants. I know he needs to be intimidating then. But it’s tough enough for me to be in a social setting without his “help”.
From now on he’ll be punished for this transgression. I’m not sure if it will be an immediate punishment or if it will be added to his list, but it will be noted at the time.
