Eventually I announced that it was time for swats. I selected the bloodwood paddle. It’s got a long handle and a compact head. Just right for punishment. I really don’t know how many swats I gave him. There might have been fewer if he didn’t keep rolling halfway over to look at me and ask me to stop. At least twice, I only wanted to do two more swats before I stopped, but he stopped me. I couldn’t very well let him think he was influencing me, so I continued. Apparently he thought I’d stop when he said it hurt or that he’d had enough swats. He was wrong.
Lion was also wrong if he thought he would have an orgasm last night. It was his scheduled date, but I think he should wait a little bit longer. Does that mean tonight? I don’t know. I do know that he had a lot of fun with the Magic Wand. I got him oh so close at least three times. And then I left him hanging. All revved up and nowhere to go. I assume he’ll be hornier than ever today.
Yesterday we went to Multnomah Falls. It’s beautiful. Lion says it reminds him of waterfalls in Hawaii because it’s a very tall, narrow waterfall. I just know it did not disappoint. It was worth the whole trip. I’m not sure what we’ll do today, other than look for good cell service to upload our posts.
Later tonight, I’m positive we’ll play. I’m not at all positive Lion will get his orgasm. Sometimes I don’t decide that until the last second. I know how Lion votes. Too bad he doesn’t really get a vote.
Sore Lion Butt