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I’ve always found it difficult to reward Lion. I think that’s true for the world in general. Your boss tends to point out when you do things wrong. He or she will rarely praise you for a job well done.

It’s fairly easy to catch Lion breaking a rule. He either followed it or he didn’t. Black or white. Yes or no. On or off. But I can’t exactly say, “You get a reward for following the rules!” I mean I could but that doesn’t really make any sense.

So far I’ve been looking for extra good behavior to reward Lion. If he normally does good things but rarely does extra good things, he will rarely earn good boy orgasms. I don’t want to equate bringing me flowers or taking me to a fancy restaurant with extra good behavior. I don’t know what I want to equate it with, and that’s the problem.

I’ll definitely keep my eyes open for extra good behavior even if I can’t exactly define it. But, for now, I’m going to continue to give him orgasms when I feel he should have one. He’ll wind up with more that way and I don’t think he’ll argue with that.

As you know, we come up with ideas all the time. I’m sure at some point we’ll hit upon some behaviors that will earn him orgasms. Once we stop trying to figure it out, we’ll have success.

This is our last day at the beach. We’re taking the dog down to the water again so she can bark at the sand and surf. She gets very excited. Then we’re off exploring again. We found a town we’d like to explore further. It was crowded yesterday but we’re betting most people will be heading home today.

Tomorrow it’s back to reality. And back to playing in our normal setting. It’s always easier to play at home than in the camper. More light. More room. More energy.

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In: Lion's Journal

Mrs. Lion has been thinkng about my suggestion that orgasms be used as rewards. She seems to be stuck on the idea that if orgasms are rewards, I can only have one when I do something extraordinary. I admit that I hadn’t thought that through.

Over the last three years, I’ve gotten an orgasm on average, a bit more than once a week (6 days). Recently, I’ve gotten them even more frequently. I am very happy with this state of affairs.

Saturday night, Mrs. Lion gave me a wonderful oral orgasm. I didn’t earn it by doing anything special. As I look back on the day, there really wasn’t any opportunity to earn that very wonderful orgasm. I’m not sure I like the idea of tying orgasms to my behavior, after all.

That doesn’t mean it was a bad idea. It isn’t. There’s a lot more to think about if it has a chance of fitting into our lives.

Giving me orgasms are acts of love from Mrs. Lion. Is it fair to turn them into currency? It’s repurposing something we both treasure. We both have a large emotional investment in those intimate moments.

I was wrong that orgasms are the polar opposite of spankings. I thought they were because one is total joy and the other massive pain. Yin and Yang. Both are messages of love from Mrs. Lion. They are similar but not the same at all.

OK, maybe orgasms shouldn’t be currency that rewards a good boy then what should? Mrs. Lion proposed withholding edging when I’m naughty. That’s reasonable. Maybe something less extreme could be my reward.

I admit it, I don’t have a clue what that should be. Apparently, it’s much more difficult to reward me than punish me. I guess I’m spoilt. Any thoughts?

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I know Lion doesn’t think about sex all the time. Just most of the time. I imagine, from his posts, the conversations in his head must go something like this: Maybe tonight we’ll play. Maybe tonight I’ll finally get that orgasm. Maybe tonight.

Obviously he thinks about sex more than I do. Of course, I rarely think about sex for myself. But I do think about sex for Lion. And playing with him. That’s why I had my brilliant idea of tying edging to his behavior. Lion seems to be opposed to this idea. Oh well. It wasn’t a done deal. I just offered it up as a suggestion.

I don’t know if it’s just me or if Lion hasn’t been exactly trying to be a good boy, but I haven’t seen any reason to reward him with an orgasm. It’s not that he’s been bad. He just hasn’t done anything like putting food in the camper or washing sheets. Nothing above being a normally well-behaved Lion. But he’s still on the hunt for sex. For play.

He often points out that we don’t play while we’re away. In general, the reason for this is that we’re of exploring during the day. We don’t sleep well. We’re tired. Lion often snoozes in the evening so he has energy later. I don’t normally snooze in the evening. But I’ve been trying to make sure Lion gets attention.

So, if he hasn’t done anything particularly good, why would I give him an orgasm? Especially when it’s only been a few days since the last one. It’s the same reason it always is. Because I can. If I have to wait for him to do something over-the-top good, he may be waiting for a while. Again, it’s not that he’s been bad. He just hasn’t been overly good.

I think this is the reason I’m not sold on the reward orgasms. What does Lion have to do to earn one? Sure, he might have earned one for getting the camper ready, but how often does that happen? This is our last trip of the season. Will he have to wait till next July for his next orgasm? Of course not.

Just to be clear, I’m not opposed to giving Lion a reward orgasm when he does do something wonderful. However, I think he’ll be better off if we continue the way we’ve been doing it. And I can give him a random orgasm even if it has only been two days since the last one.

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In: Lion's Journal

It’s Saturday here at the seaside. Days start out cloudy with a little rain. As the day goes on, the sky slowly clears. This is typical of the Pacific coast. As an East Coast lion, I’m used to the winds blowing from the west which makes the shore warm and sunny. Here, the west wind comes off the ocean carrying cool air and clouds.

We’ve been spending our mornings in the camper watching TV. Mrs. Lion isn’t sleeping well and doesn’t seem inclined to play. This is our normal pattern when we vacation. I’m not complaining. I’ve been tired too. Since I got that reward orgasm on Thursday night, I haven’t been particularly horny. No harm, no foul.

We’re enjoying the local area. It’s fun to be by the sea. I also have a feeling of suspense. You know, in the movie when the girl wades into the calm sea. Any second, Jaws will devour her. We wait with an increasing sense of dread.

Mrs. Lion has a very large variety of lion torture items with her. She has a duffel filled with paddles, rope, clothespins, anal insertables, and other unknown-to-me pain provoking toys. I never know when she might decide to burrow into her larder and come out with an unexpected surprise for me.

As of now, I’m happy to be vanilla. I’m looking forward to some New England clam chowder at a local eatery. It’s one of the best chowders I’ve ever eaten. I also hope we can go down the tourist street here and get some chocolate salt-water taffy. Ok, my ambitions are minor; but this is, after all, vacation.

Anyway, it’s still early in the day. We’ll be going to soon for some chowder, I hope. I have no idea what the afternoon and evening will bring. With a little patience, we’ll both find out.

(Saturday 10:30 pm) The day passed quietly. We did some explorations in a neighboring state. We like prowling around to see what might be fun or good to eat. While driving, Mrs. Lion told me that she forgot to let me know that I have to wear a diaper while in the trailer. I groaned.

When we got back, she told me to put a diaper on. She said I have to wear it after I pee until I need to pee again. Then I can pee in the new one. A little later she told me that I can change the wet diaper after I pee. I’m thankful for small things. I don’t want to be diapered; not even a little.

But then, nobody asked me.