Kisspeptin Made Me Do It

Research suggests that a hormone, Kisspeptin is one of the key hormones responsible for male sex drive – horniness. I admit it. My hormones can get the better of me. Even when I think that I’m not all that interested in sex, my actions reveal the truth. Take my desire to provide Mrs. Lion with a way to bruise me. Originally it was my idea that punishments should be felt a day or more after I’ve been spanked. This concept is all over the Disciplinary Wives Club writings, not to mention pretty much every other domestic discipline site.

Rationally, I should be afraid of such a severe spanking, I’m not rational when I’m horny. So, I joined the chorus advocating memorable spankings. Mrs. Lion agreed that it sounded like a good idea. She made it clear that it wouldn’t be her purpose, but nonetheless she has been trying to accommodate my concept of adequate punishment.

That’s not all. Those same hormones send me shopping for ways to make things worse for myself. Mrs. Lion didn’t buy our large paddle collection. I did. As far as I know, she would be satisfied with a single paddle that she could use to effectively spank me. Truth be told, I can’t tell which paddle she is using at any given time. I have some idea if it is particularly painful, but that’s as much as I know. She can make any of her paddles hurt me.

About a week ago after a post in which she mentioned that she couldn’t seem to make a spanking hurt more than an hour or two after delivering it, my hormones decided I should help her. I am so thoughtful! Paddles are notoriously bad at providing the sort of swat that will last a long time. That is one reason they are so popular for punishment. No real skill is needed to avoid seriously hurting the spankee. You can hit as hard as you want so long as you swat the lower half of the butt without causing real injury.

Canes and other more sophisticated implements require skill and practice to avoid doing real damage. Also, they aren’t traditionally used for domestic discipline. Aside from paddles, straps of various kinds are also used. That doesn’t mean that some people won’t use canes and whips as well, but for the most part, domestic discipline is relatively simple.

Bottoms, particularly male bottoms, vary widely in how well they “take” a spanking. Some will turn red immediately and display visible bruises with just a hand spanking. Others, like mine, are hard to redden and are very difficult to bruise. That’s not to say it’s impossible because Mrs. Lion has given me a number of spankings that I felt for two or three days after she disciplined me.

Before I go any further, let me say that my hormones are flowing freely. They have to be for me to write about this. Anyway, using just her paddles, Mrs. Lion has to give me a long, painful spanking before it’s likely I’ll feel it the next day. I certainly hate that when she does it. I don’t understand why most of the time she doesn’t quite get to that point. I’m not sure she knows. I am pretty sure that she will continue working on this.

About a week ago when I was feeling particularly horny, I decided I should “help” her find ways to make spankings last. I went searching on a couple of my favorite BDSM stores (Extreme Restraints and the Stockroom) to see what they had to offer in the way of devices more likely to provide the sort of bruising needed to make a spanking last.

Extreme Restraints had a particularly nasty looking device. They call it the Command Impact Cane. This is a nasty synthetic cane that is more than 1/2 inch thick. It’s very heavy and not particularly flexible. There’s no question that this device should be fairly easy to use when a bruise is desired. Since it’s thick and inflexible, there is no danger of it wrapping. When it arrived, and I got a good look at it, I realized that my hormones had done it again. This mother is really going to hurt!

Years ago, a very experienced spanker played with me. Most of the spanking was done using a paddle that did a very good job stinging and making my bottom red. She then picked up another toy and gave me three very hard blows. She spaced them out to give me time to recover. It was the coup de grace. Then she put her toys away and I rolled over. I asked her what she did in the end? She answered that I would be left with a few bruises I would feel for days. I was impressed.

She was true to her word. It hurt to sit for three days after that spanking. I think it’s likely that once Mrs. Lion zeroes in on how to use the new toy, she will also be able to give me those lasting memories. I also think that she may be working on her general spanking technique as well. She’s been using different devices and seems to have the objective of making sure I understand that my spankings are no fun at all.

They aren’t. Even now, I am ready for her to stop long before she is. She has said that she decides when to stop after my bottom turns a certain shade of red. This may be my hormones talking, but I think she may need to go for a darker shade; perhaps one with some white spots. Then, when she goes to use her new bruise device, I will be properly prepared to receive it.

There is a good reason why the spanking starts with a warm-up. It isn’t an act of kindness. It’s a simple fact that in order for a memorable spanking to be administered, a certain amount of natural anesthesia needs to be started. The longer a spanking goes on, the more easily it’s tolerated. This is overcome by increasing the force as the spanking progresses. That way, Mrs. Lion stays ahead of my natural ability to tolerate the spanking so that I continue to feel her displeasure. We learned that the spanking for me is most effective when Mrs. Lion keeps me right on the edge of trying to run away. The longer she goes on, the harder she can hit without me trying to escape.

I think my enthusiastic support of her beating my ass is a side effect of her orgasm control. She assures that my male hormones get plenty of time to build up. As they do, I get more invested in helping her “help” me.

What do you think?