The Husband Beater

A wife beater is the nickname for a tank-style undershirt for men. Well, Lion just purchased a rug beater that I’m calling the husband beater. At his suggestion, I tested it on him last night. Admittedly, I didn’t whomp him as hard as I would have for punishment. I just wanted to get a feel for it and allow Lion to do the same. I can see how it might be something that would leave a mark, but I don’t think I’d use it as the primary paddle of a session. It wasn’t very comfortable to hold and I’m not sure it packs as much punch as a wooden or rubber paddle. Lion says it stings, which makes sense.

The Husband Beater, made especially for spanking. Lion will probably learn to hate this toy.

After I was done with my husband-beater experiment, I had Lion lay across the bed. It’s true, I didn’t try this on Friday night. I just assumed Lion wasn’t able to play and left it at that. He was ready last night. It took a bit, and I don’t know if it was just another day or the spanking did the trick, but he got hard. I edged him a few times and left him wanting more. It hasn’t been that long since his last orgasm so I wasn’t even tempted to give him one. [Lion — It was four days last night.] However, after a ruined orgasm, I’m always worried about going too far again and hypervigilant about salvaging it if I am stupid enough to press my luck. As a result, for a while at least, I probably don’t get him as close to the edge as I could. Over time, of course, the memory of the ruined orgasm fades and I get brazen all over again.

Lion loves pomp and circumstance when it comes to playing. He wants me to enjoy things too. If I look like I’m just going through the motions, he thinks I’m doing it to appease him. The problem with this is that I don’t know what fanfare he’s looking for and I’m usually trying to make sure I’m doing things correctly. Tying his balls may sound easy, and it is compared with when I first started out, but I still have to make sure I’ve got both balls, I’m not pinching him, I’m not tying too loose or too tight, and I’ve left myself enough rope to tie the actual knot. I can’t be Vanna White and the technical guy at the same time. I don’t know if any of that played into Friday night’s problem or not.

I think I need to adjust my thinking about the Box O’Fun. Just presenting it to Lion for him to choose doesn’t mean the fanfare is over. He still needs the “voila” moment during play. I try but sometimes I miss. I think I missed on Friday. Tonight is another opportunity for fanfare.

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