Torture Book

I packed the big toy box with all the toys that were in the dungeon. There are more upstairs, and even more in the camper. We have a lot of toys. And this is after donating a lot of them to the local sex positive center. And we keep buying more. Not that that’s a problem. I just think we forget what we have. Maybe I need to go back to my inventory roots and make a list. I could take a picture of each item and give a description. Then I could make up a torture book. I’m joking but I bet that would be useful. We’d know how many six inch dildos we have and how thick they are. We’d know what kind of wood paddle X is made of.

When things calm down, (if they ever do) I may just do it. It would be good to know exactly what we have. I know there have been times I’ve wished we had a certain type of paddle only to find it months later in a drawer. It would save Lion money, too. He wouldn’t buy a paddle we already have. I don’t know that he’s done it, but I guess I’d find out if I made a list.

I found toys I didn’t even remember we had. I don’t know what it’s called but we have something we used as a ball crusher. I haven’t seen that in years. It was in a drawer in the dungeon. Out of sight, out of mind. I think that’s probably what happened to the toys under the bed. I packed them up to get them away from prying eyes and forgot about them myself.

I now have a new project. After we move and unpack, I’ll start on the torture book. Poor Lion. I’m going to rediscover so many useful things.

New Found Toys

hsit brush

This us similar to the brush Mrs. Lion found when packing toys.

Mrs. Lion has been packing away our toy collection. It’s large. Under a pile of insertables, she found a hairbrush. It’s heavier than the one I gave her for our anniversary. It’s also narrower and has deep grooves in the back. I vaguely remember finding it years ago. I’ve been looking for hairbrushes on and off as long as Mrs. Lion and I have been together. I don’t have a hairbrush spanking fetish. I wasn’t spanked the child. I admit that I’m curious and I know Mrs. Lion likes to try different things.

For many years I collected various impact toys. I would find them at various large “conventions” I attended. There were always vendor tables. A few were populated by well-known whip makers and quite a few people who had a woodworking hobby. I rarely left an event without ordering a custom flogger and buying a paddle or two. In case you wondered, floggers are a lot like tennis rackets; the grip is manufactured to match my hand; the size and the weight and balance are right for me.

This was all during time I was a top. Oddly, I bought CBT toys. Since I didn’t play with male bottoms, they were obviously intended for eventual use on me. It’s true that every now and then I would bottom. Those toys didn’t get any real use until Mrs. Lion. She seems to really like cock and ball torture. But I digress.

When it comes to impact, Mrs. Lion is a paddle person. From the very beginning when she spanked me foreplay, she preferred a paddle. She also did some hand spanking as well. She has a surprisingly powerful hand. When it comes to punishment, it’s a paddle all the way. She’s had lots of opportunities to perfect her technique. She’s taken full advantage of those opportunities and has become a very effective spanker.

I’m a little surprised that she hasn’t settled on one or two “favorite” paddles. Each one requires a different technique to deliver maximum pain. When I asked her why she kept changing paddles, she told me that she didn’t want me to get bored. She needn’t worry. From my end of the paddle, the spoon shaped heavy paddle is her most effective weapon. Next, is the smaller, lighter tenderizer. The large tenderizer is heavy and thuddy. It might do more damage, but I like the thud. I hate the stinging blows from the smaller tenderizer.

So far, Mrs. Lion hasn’t been able to do much bruising. If you wonder why she might want to, consider that bruises tend to stay tender for a day or two. Otherwise, I stop feeling my spanking after an hour or two. It may be a matter of finding the right tool to use when she wants to inflict a bruise. I know several tops who have a paddle specifically for that purpose. I don’t know which of ours would be good for that, but then that’s not my job.

Mrs. Lion has suspended the spilling rule for the time being. It’s really not fair to penalize me for spilling. My vision is poor and I can’t really tell where the food is going. I am due for surgery on Thursday. I’m very concerned about this. They’re operating on my one functioning eye. Even if the operation is a complete success, my good eye will be bandaged overnight and I will be completely blind. If there are any complications even small ones, I could be without vision for some time. Needless to say this is not something I want to do. I plan to talk to the doctors later today to look for alternatives. Part of the reason they are anxious to do this quickly is that the only way to keep the pressure down in the good eye is by giving me pills with lots of side effects. One of them is that I am sleepy all the time. I’ll keep you posted.

Lethargic Lion

The drug Lion is on to control the pressure in his eyes makes him sleepy. He’s been pretty out of it since the day after he started taking it. I think that’s probably why he wasn’t as responsive on our anniversary. The problem, of course, is that we have a lot to do to get ready to move and I need him somewhat responsive for some of it.

Today I’m planning on starting in the dungeon. I’ll separate things into keep, toss, and ask Lion piles. When he feels up to it he can decide on those things. I’ll pack the toys into the giant rolling tool box we used to move them here. There’s less chance of people opening it now than there was when we moved cross country but it can still serve its purpose. I may even be able to drag it up our ramp into the truck to move it ourselves and we can reuse it for other things. No one said a giant toy box can’t be multipurpose.

Last night before dinner, I suspended Lion’s rule for spilling food. We had tostadas and I knew he’d be wearing most of it. He was wobbly and uncoordinated. It just didn’t make sense to punish him for something that couldn’t possibly be his fault. It’s the same reason I suspended his rules after his neck surgery. As much as he’d try to follow them, he wasn’t always able to. In fact, I’ll just suspend the spilling rule until he’s off the drug. That eliminates any possibility of punishment (for spilling) until I reinstate it. I know I’m his disciplining wife, but the wife part is most important. It’s my job to take care of him.

Needless to say, Lion wasn’t in the mood for play last night. Actually, he might have been but he spent a good portion of the evening snoozing. Fair enough, I was tired too. I was also trying to figure out how to put ten pounds of stuff in a five pound house, to paraphrase an old saying. I found a website that allows you to play around with furniture placement. Unfortunately, the only way to know if things fit, for sure, is to try it in the real world. What can you do?

Every Lioness Needs A Sturdy Hairbrush

my spanking hairbrush

This is the hairbrush I got for Mrs. Lion. It is light weight but packs a powerful sting. Click image to go to buying page.

It was great being with Mrs. Lion on our anniversary. Sex didn’t work out. I got her a small gift: a square paddle hairbrush, the traditional size and shape used for old-fashioned spankings. The wood is light weight. I wondered if it would be a useful tool for her. To my surprise, when she gave it a test drive, it really hurt. I felt its lingering effect for hours afterward. It could have been that I was pre-tenderized by my much heavier spanking the night before. That is certainly a possibility. The only way to rule that out is to use the hairbrush again this weekend.

It could be that the heft of the implement is less important than I thought. I do know that lighter weight paddles produce more unpleasant sting. Heavier implements generate a deeper thud. For example, when Mrs. Lion uses the smaller, lighter tenderizer paddle it stings and is thoroughly unpleasant. The larger, heavier tenderizer hurts in a different way and for me, at least, is easier to take. The heavier paddle produces more marks.

I didn’t intend my hairbrush gift to open up a line of research. I just figured I would offer Mrs. Lion a way to deal with any problems I might cause when away from home. I was also curious about this very traditional form of punishment. After all, grandma didn’t want to brush her hair with a four or 5 pound hairbrush just so that she had something effective for spankings.

For less than $20, Mrs. Lion can detangle her hair and keep me well behaved. There is a hairbrush spanking subculture. These are people, both spankers and spankees who have a hairbrush fetish. We don’t. We do have a hairbrush -shaped paddle designed for over the knee or other close work. It’s much heavier and has no bothersome bristles. For a while, Mrs. Lion kept it in her purse. It’s heavy and impossible to explain should somebody see it. Her new brush looks right at home in her purse.

The other day in her post, she put me on notice that if my behavior went outside her behavioral “good lion box” I was in for it. One “it” was growling at me, which she did on the lawn when I complained about being abandoned. She made it clear that my bottom would be involved other times. Since moving is something that stresses me more than anything else, I’m pretty sure I will be outside her box fairly often. Believe it or not, I bought that brush long before she mentioned her box concept. I just thought it was something she should have. After all, every lioness needs a sturdy hairbrush in her purse.