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Mrs. Lion was at her office on Wednesday. She read my post from yesterday: Annoyance Spankings and wrote me that she agrees we should punish all annoying things I do. We both believe it’s the same pattern we used to start off domestic discipline in our marriage. Wednesday night I escaped any infractions.

My Box O’Fun choice on Wednesday night was the blue menthol rub on my balls. This is really nasty stuff. Mrs. Lion applied what she said was between a spot and a slather. It was enough to make me beg to wash it off. Fortunately, she allowed me to clean up. I wonder if I would be able to handle more if Mrs. Lion slowly increased quantity as I got more used to the burn. I doubt that would work, but since she can return used cards to the Box at any time, she could easily test that theory.

She has proven that with consistent anal attention, I can take larger toys for longer times. Last time she did that, I was able to accept four fingers. I imagine I could take her entire hand if she decided to work on it.

I was orally teased on Wednesday night. Mrs. Lion finds using her mouth more comfortable than her hands. I am very happy she has decided to prefer her mouth. I do! In fact, out of my last 20 orgasms, only 5 were delivered by hand. This is almost the exact opposite of my past history. In the past, about 25% were delivered orally. More significantly, almost all teasing is done with her mouth. I am a very lucky lion!

On the flip side, Mrs. Lion’s spankings have become especially painful. She has mastered the technique of effective husband beating. I am not sure I agree with the Disciplinary Wives Club saying, “The more you make a spanking hurt, the more he will love you.” I can say that the more Mrs. Lion makes my spankings hurt, the more rapidly I learn. Also, hurting me more may not make me love her more, but it certainly doesn’t make me love her less. I love her more because she is willing to take the time and trouble to discipline me.

So much of what I write about takes place between my waist and knees on both sides of my body. We’ve published thousands of pictures of that part of me. Between our posts and pictures, that area of my body is famous in a weird sort of way. There is certainly no mystery. Maybe I should offer autographed pictures.

Now for something completely different

There’s been a trend among primarily-female sex bloggers to try to monitize their writings by moving all or most of their blogs to a subscription-based service. They advertise for free on social media as well as on their “free” blogs. Since men are the principal viewers of sex blogs, the appeals are directed to them. Blogs that feature or promise to feature nude pictures of the blogger seem to be among the most common subscription services.

I suppose it’s reasonable for someone to try to make money with a sex blog. I just don’t like the idea. In my mind, blogging is for the free exchange of everything. Paying for Internet sex content is porn, not blogging.

While I am ranting:

As an American on furlough, I have a strong interest in the COVID Federal unemployment money continuing. Donald Trump, who just informed us he isn’t senile — he got tested — is pushing for payroll tax reduction. The reason for this is very simple: more potential Trump voters are employed. Never mind that the economy will tank if the $600 a week unemployment benefit is allowed to expire. Why can’t we all understand that the most important national issue is Trump’s reelection?

I didn’t plan on going off-topic today. I just needed to try to add my voice to the growing chorus of Americans who fear for the survival of our democracy. I wonder if sending Federal troops into cities with Democrats for mayors is the first step in suspending elections and making Donald the first American king. If he can convince the armed forces to go along with him, I have no doubt he would suspend elections indefinitely.

Enough depressing news. Have a good day.