Month: June 2019 (Page 2)

volcano fried rice
This is volcano fried rice. It’s fried rice in the shape of a volcano (I think they use a bowl to give it that mountain shape) covered with a delicious mix of meat and vegetables and a delightful sweet brown sauce.

We spent the better portion of the morning in Seattle at Lion’s doctor appointment. Ordinarily I’d be out of the office by 12:30 pm, but today I got here a little before noon. I was considering not even going to work but Lion has another appointment on Tuesday so I’ll miss some time then too. Now I’m not sure what time I’ll leave work. I don’t really feel like staying till 5 on a Friday. I guess we’ll see when I want to jump ship.

Lion was still sleepy last night. He snoozed on and off and I didn’t unlock him till quite late. I was lazily playing with him and he started to get hard, only to get soft again as he fell asleep. No harm, no foul. It was late. He was tired.

I also didn’t whomp him. I wanted to give his buns a chance to heal from the night before. So far he’s been quick to remember punishment days, but Monday and Thursday haven’t been a problem for a long time. I’m anxious to see if he remembers Saturday. If I were him, I’d have six alarms set and notes all over the house to remind me. (Don’t tell him I said that.)

Tonight we’re going out to dinner. Some years ago, one of Lion’s coworkers suggested a Chinese restaurant that serves volcano fried rice. It’s out of the way so we usually forget it’s there. Inevitably, one of us will think of it and it still takes us weeks to get there. Tonight’s the night. We might be too roly-poly and full to play tonight, but that’s the chance we’ll have to take. That rice is so good!

I’m hoping Lion isn’t as sleepy this weekend as he was last weekend. We didn’t play much. We never even made it out of the house. I don’t care so much about sticking around the house as long as we don’t have errands to run. It’s not like I don’t have tons to do at home. I do care that Lion is too sleepy to do anything. Maybe he can take a sleeping pill tonight to help.

my penis in the Cherry Keeper
I’m back in the custom Cherry Keeper.

Enforced male chastity is full of ironies. After a couple of days running around wild, I was locked into my Cherry Keeper. While I was wild, I had no real interest in sex. Nary an erection that whole time. Thursday morning, I have that vague ache that signals I would love sexual stimulation. That’s certainly not going to happen for the obvious reason that even if I wanted to do it myself, the chastity device isn’t going to let me.

Part of the reason I’m feeling frisky is that I got some badly needed sleep Wednesday night. After dinner, I snoozed for well over an hour. Actually, I didn’t fall asleep as soon as we finished eating. I was wide awake while Mrs. Lion took her shower and afterward when she gave me my second installment spanking.

tenderizer paddle on Lion's butt
The heavy tenderizer paddle. Mrs. Lion drew blood with it on Wednesday night.

She likes me to be wide-awake when I’m punished. On Wednesday night, she used the heavy tenderizer paddle. I was not only wide-awake, but absolutely not in the mood for spanking. Of course, this is exactly the way Mrs. Lion wants it. I’m not supposed to be having fun when I am punished.

This is the reason we do multiple-day punishments. More often than I would like to admit, the first spanking, while painful, is also kind of exciting. The second one, if it follows within a day or so of the first, isn’t exciting at all. It’s something I would prefer to miss. The reason I was spanked was because I forgot to remind Mrs. Lion that last Saturday was one of our punishment days. Yesterday, Thursday, was a punishment day too. I made sure to remind her in my very first email of the morning. I didn’t want to take any chances I could forget and end up with at least three more days of painful spankings.

In case you wonder, I’m writing this post during the day on Thursday. I know that I have at least one more, probably several more, spankings coming for forgetting punishment day.

Here I am, sitting in front of my computer feeling horny and a bit annoyed that I’m going to have to expose my bare bottom for more painful spanking later today. I’m horny because I’m locked up in a chastity device, not because I’m going to be beaten tonight. I genuinely wish this chastity device was sitting on my nightstand instead of locked around my penis. I also wish I didn’t have to be spanked again.

I have to admit that multi-day spankings make me think about the errors of my ways and increase my resolve to avoid another series of sore bottoms. How about that? I’m reacting to FLRD the way I should. I have to admit that if I just get one spanking for breaking a rule, I don’t give much thought to mending my ways. Now that I am anticipating at least three spankings, I’m putting in a lot of time thinking about avoiding getting into this trouble again.

I’m also thinking about how nice it would be to get out of this chastity device. Well, I’m not seriously thinking about that. I know that if it wasn’t on me, I would miss it and I probably wouldn’t be feeling horny. Maybe I just need a nap.

Lion's punishment stool
Lion’s punishment stool. It has a rough, coconut fiber doormat attached to the seat. The sharp fibers dig into his sensitive skin. I’ve taken the mat off the stool and had him sit on it in bed. That’s what I wanted him to do last night.

I managed to give Lion another bloody butt last night. In truth, I just reopened the areas that were bloody two nights before. I don’t want you to think his cheeks were gushing blood. It was barely bleeding. But it was bleeding. I’m actually glad I didn’t whomp him Tuesday night. It gave him a full day to heal. And I’m wondering if I should give him a break tonight and swat him on Friday night for the same reason.

I was going to make him sit on the welcome mat in bed, but I don’t know what I did with it. When I came out of the shower, I realized that we have another welcome mat sitting on a chair in the kitchen I could have had him sit on. Oh well. I’ll have to keep that in mind for future punishments.

Poor sleepless Lion was so tired he spent the evening snoozing and waking and snoozing and waking. We didn’t snuggle because I wanted him to get his rest. Luckily he was able to sleep last night. I thought maybe all his naps would give him enough energy that he wouldn’t sleep.

This morning, in our back-and-forth emails, I told Lion I miss being close without having to take it a step further and play with him. This has nothing to do with not wanting to play with him. I just feel we’ve been putting too much emphasis on the sexual aspect of our relationship. I guess that’s ironic because Lion may think we haven’t been putting enough emphasis on sex.  [Lion — She knows me so well] There have been a few times that we’ve snuggled and I haven’t gone any further. Lion asks if I’m going to unlock him, or if he’s already unlocked, am I going to play with him. It makes me feel like I’m doing something wrong.

The obvious answer is that we need to communicate. On the other hand, if my intent when I start to snuggle is just to snuggle, but then things change, shouldn’t they just be allowed to develop organically? Life is confusing.

This is a difficult time for us. It’s not that we’ve stopped enforced chastity or FLRD. We haven’t. But my health issues often get in the way. For one reason or another, both of us are having difficulty sleeping through the night. This makes us tired and not motivated during our early evening awake hours. On Tuesday night I was exhausted. I had less than three hours sleep Monday night and fell asleep almost immediately after dinner. Mrs. Lion had brought a paddle into the bedroom prepared to deliver the next installment of my punishment. That didn’t happen.

Neither of us find that terribly disturbing or important. While we are in a FLRD, we don’t make that the center of our lives. Still, Mrs. Lion works very hard to be a consistent disciplinarian. She doesn’t always succeed. However, over the years she’s learned to delay planned activities until the interference is gone.

Other couples invariably run into the same sort of issues. They work out their own solutions. Collared Michael and his Queen maintain a tally of points that translate into eventual retribution. This running tally assures they don’t lose track of necessary punishment.

Mrs. Lion isn’t fond of maintaining scorecards. She is also disinclined to ask me to do that for her. When times get tough, she just simply skips any disciplinary action I may be owed. She’s confident I’ll rack up more offenses at a later date.

This is all completely reasonable given the nature of my current punishable offenses. After all, if I’m not spanked for spilling food on my shirt or eating first once in a while, nothing bad will happen. However, in her lioness 3.0 phase, Mrs. Lion promises to enforce more important behavioral issues.

She promises to punish me for interrupting her or otherwise upsetting her. It isn’t as though I do this very often. But when it happens, she’s really bothered. We will have to find a way to give her an opportunity to express her displeasure even if circumstances aren’t very conducive to disciplinary activity.

I don’t think a point system will work for us. Even if she requires that I keep track, delayed retribution will probably not have a beneficial effect on deterring future offenses.

We’ve chosen corporal punishment because it’s something that we’ve discovered works and as a beneficial side effect, keeps me sexually energized. 3.0-type offenses are serious enough so that a firm discussion of what I’ve done is probably at least as beneficial as spanking me. So, when circumstances conspire to prevent physical punishment, Mrs. Lion can sit me down and let me know how I’ve made her unhappy. She should probably do that in addition to the physical punishment anyway.

If all this seems like endless trivia, at least for us, it’s not. We’re trying to overcome some patterns that cause ripples in the smooth pond of our relationship. If Mrs. Lion can use her position as my disciplining wife to feel that she has license to express negative feelings when I do something that upsets her, we will make very positive progress.

I realize the many people exercise FLRD as a mostly-sexual dominance/submissive practice. Based on my reading, quite a few use it to help correct behavioral problems like excessive drinking or thoughtless behavior. We fit into the second category. I think it takes a long time to establish the patterns that optimize this sort of relationship. I know Mrs. Lion is doing her best to make sure we do that.