Owed To The Box O’Fun
Thursday night, Mrs. Lion brought out the Box O’Fun. I groaned inwardly. I was tired and not feeling very frisky. Of course, that’s why we have the box, to prevent inertia from setting in. I picked a card. Mrs. Lion opened it, folded it back up and put it in the box.
“Pick another card.”
“Why,” I asked.
“It’s spanking again. We just did that.”
I dutifully picked another card. Mrs. Lion looked at it and frowned.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Pegging. I don’t want to do that now.”
“That’s fine with me,” I said.
Mrs. Lion put the box away. This was a new situation. We had agreed to perform what the card said immediately. But we just went Meh and went about our business. This isn’t a good precedent. Now what? I suggest that we carry out the activity (pegging) as soon as possible. Last night we snuggled, but Mrs. Lion didn’t elect to “make up” the two Box O’Fun activities. Maybe she will be in the mood today.
It’s been a couple of months since my last anal visit. It isn’t my favorite activity. It’s not pleasant for me. Mrs. Lion resists it because anal requires prep and work to initiate it.
This is an activity that emotionally turns me on and, when I think about it, I feel particularly submissive. I also like the challenge of working up to larger dildos and plugs. In short, I both love and hate it. I think that since we agreed to abide by the cards drawn, we owe the Box two activities. I selected a spanking, then a pegging. By rights, we should do both.
After all, the reason for the box is inspiration. Mrs. Lion is way too kind sometimes. I almost never want to have things up my ass. Mrs. Lion will agree to let me avoid penetration if I object. The box can’t hear my objections. When it comes to punishment, Mrs. Lion’s hearing isn’t very good either. My objections fall on deaf ears. I suppose she may want to tune out when I don’t want to play. I like that idea.