Review: 6Whips 14-Inch Leather Paddle
I bought Mrs. Lion a new leather paddle. I wanted to give her something in leather with more power than the ones she has now. She gave me a long-overdue spanking on Thursday night and used the new acquisition. She gave me a full ten-minute punishment spanking. She didn’t hold back! I would say that we gave the new paddle a fair test.
construction
The paddle is made from layers of leather stitched together. According to the 6Whips website, it is ” made with 3 layers of thick leather and spring steel reinforcement in the handle.” I expected three layers of saddle/harness-grade leather. The paddle I received was made with thinner leather. It was much lighter than I expected. The construction was good, and the stitching was very professional.
Because the leather was so thin, the spring steel reinforcement was necessary to prevent the paddle from being floppy. This trick is used by inexpensive leather paddles to keep them stiff enough to swat a bottom. A paddle that costs $75 plus shipping shouldn’t require this steel insert. 6-Whips offers this paddle in three versions. There is one with just two layers of leather, this one, and one with four layers. Joe, who makes the paddles, writes that the model I bought balances thud and sting. It doesn’t.
Road test — where the leather meets the bottom
Mrs. Lion said that she liked using the paddle. She didn’t like the handle’s feel. It is flat and the same thickness as the striking end. She wanted it rounder. I checked it out and agree. I would say it would benefit with some extra layers of leather to give it more of a “grip.” I was on the receiving end of the spanking. This paddle is pretty much all-sting. It felt too light to create a lasting effect. Mrs. Lion said that she hit very hard. After a full ten minutes of spanking, I had a small leathery patch on one cheek. Mrs. Lion said that some areas were a sort of red-purple, but she didn’t think I would bruise. I didn’t.
I expected that this paddle would provide the ability to do some bruising. It doesn’t. The size and shape are good, but the leather just isn’t right for the job. 6-Whips seriousiy oversells this product. I haven’t had a chance to test the four-layer paddle, but I would guess that one would possibly behave the way Joe describes the classic model. It’s too bad. Joe’s workmanship is good. His product is too light and not worth the high price. Also, the shipping is horribly slow. 6Whips is locvated in Canada, so there is a delay for customs. I’ve bought many products from Canada. UPS, for one, offers much faster service to the US.
The Most Pathetic Job Title: Unpublished Novelist
I think I’ve mentioned that I’m trying to become a published novelist. No, the book isn’t about anything this blog covers. It’s a vanilla mystery. Since the last English class I took was in high school, my degree didn’t include any writing classes. Writing fiction has been a challenge.
I’ve written two novels. The first had many problems in my writing and the subject matter, but it was good practice. The second book seems to have commercial potential. Last year, I sent query letters and sample pages to about 75 agents. None were interested in representing me. I put the book aside and just picked it up again. I’m using all I’ve read to sharpen the writing. I’ll try agents again.
The odds are very much against me. The average agent gets about fifty queries a week and requests a full manuscript from about four authors monthly. Of those authors, maybe one gets an offer of representation every three months. Sure, there are hundreds of agents, but tens of thousands of wannabe authors are querying them.
Self-publishing is largely a waste of time. It’s easy to publish a manuscript on Amazon but very expensive to promote. It’s all very discouraging. I’ve decided to revise my draft and try agents again. It may be futile, but I don’t believe in giving up. Work on the project is one reason I’ve blogged less frequently.
Another reason is that Mrs. Lion has been too busy with important things that need to be done around the house. She hasn’t had the time or energy for spanking or sex. That means there is nothing to write about here. Of course, things can change quickly when Mrs. Lion decides I need attention. Stay tuned.
Will Lion Be My Favorite Author?
The other night, Lion was looking for a documentary to watch. The TV suggested a few and he picked one on Hemingway because Lion knows he’s my favorite writer. Well, my favorite writer from way back when. I know. He was a male chauvinist, etc, etc. But that does not detract from being a great writer.
When we started it, we didn’t realize that it was a multi-part series. And I didn’t realize how much I still like his style. It’s generally short, choppy sentences. But in those short sentences, somehow, he can convey so much without saying a lot. You can feel the dust being disturbed and settling back down.
I’ve only read three or four of his novels. I don’t think Lion has read any. I read most of them when I was in high school, but they definitely stood up. I remember A Farewell to Arms being very tedious for a fourteen—or fifteen-year-old to read. It was one of the audio books I listened to a few years ago. It is still my favorite.
Lion’s been writing again. I don’t know what this book is about. I don’t need to know. He may change directions a few times before he’s ready for anyone to read it. I’m just glad he’s writing again. I know it frustrates him sometimes, but it’s a good outlet. [Lion — Actually, I’m revising my last novel. It needs work. I started another, but I’m not sure it’s worth the effort if no one wants to publish what I write.]
I didn’t spank him last night. Once again, I was working on something, and he asked me to find a power cord for one of his many printers. I dug through a bunch of boxes and came up empty. It turns out I was looking for the wrong printer. The one he wanted doesn’t need a power cord. I’ve told him that a few times. Am I sure it doesn’t need a power cord? There’s no place to plug one in. And when I press the button, a green light comes on. I’d say that was definitive. He still asked if I was sure.
Anyway, after that fiasco, I didn’t feel like spanking him. I guess I was annoyed enough, but I’m not going to hit him when I’m upset. I don’t want to really hurt him. A few bruises and a little blood is fine, but what if I start whomping and can’t stop? I doubt that will happen, but why tempt fate?
I failed to read his email yesterday, but I read today’s. The Lion weather is steamy. He reminded me I owe him a spanking or three. I agreed and told him he needed to stop distracting me by making me look for power cords. Maybe I can actually swat him tonight.
Maybe.
She Jerked Me Off Instead Of Spanking Me
Decisions, decisions! Sunday night, Mrs. Lion had to make a tough choice. I earned a spanking and was overdue. She knew that I was horny. As she wrote (“Inconsistency Is My Middle Name“), I wasn’t going to get a choice because she knew that if faced with either a spanking or a handjob, I would go for the sex. Well, duh!
She also went for the sex. Somehow, after burrowing through the still-packed cartons of our belongings, she found some soft CBT rope. She used it to tie and separate my balls. Then she went to work. Her hand was magic, and it wasn’t long before I had a large, nearly-dry orgasm. My semen production hasn’t been great in recent months. It felt very good anyway.
I’ve been keeping records of my orgasms since 2016. The first year I just noted the date. In 2017, I began recording how Mrs. Lion produced them. In case you haven’t heard, I haven’t masturbated since 2013. My lioness produces all of my orgasms. Since I had the record, I decided to find out exactly how often my orgasms were produced by hand and how often orally. I only had vaginal sex once in all that time, so it doesn’t show up in the graph (right) at all. I was surprised to see that over half were oral. My impression was very different.
I was sure that almost all of my releases were produced with her hand. I was both right and wrong. Until very recently, Mrs. Lion would edge me almost every day. At least ninety percent of the teasing was done with Mrs. Lion’s hand. If you factor in the teasing, her hand was nearly all of my sexual pleasure. When she decided to let me come, she used her mouth over half of the time.
That’s not entirely accurate. On a year-over-year basis, she used her hand al lot of the time in the early years. Her mouth came into play as I lost the ability to get off from her handjobs easily. She had to switch entirely to oral in the last couple of years. That changed the ratio of hand-vs-mouth. My last two orgasms were produced with her hand. I guess my ability to come that way has returned.
Now that she can use her hand again, Mrs. Lion has an easier time getting me off. I wonder if she will try edging me again. Since we started using Edex to get me hard, she’s all business once my erection arrives. It isn’t really necessary. My boner lasts at least an hour, so there is time for teasing and CBT. We’ve accumulated a surplus of Edex since we only use it when Mrs. Lion wants to get me off. Maybe it’s time to start teasing again.
