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Blogs may be less popular than they once were. This seems particularly true in the kinky sex corner of the blogosphere. Our readership is up a little, but I’m finding it very hard to find new posts to read. That’s too bad. One of the best features of the Internet is that anyone who wants to put in the work can publish a blog.

Before public networking, most people could not discover new ways to do things. Sex and its many variants were the sole purview of pornographers. With the advent of news groups, forums, and blogs, taboo topics were brought out into the daylight and regular people could learn about them.

This is particularly true of spanking. Before the Internet, you needed to live in a city large enough to support a BDSM club. I was lucky. I lived in New York City, where BDSM organizations and clubs were easily found. Newspapers like The Village Voice published meeting notices and ads for the clubs. That’s how I found other people who shared my interests.

Now, anyone anywhere can read about pretty much any kink they can come up with. Toys of all types, from paddles to dildos, are for sale on mainstream webstores. Google “spanking paddles” and see the amazing variety available for sale. In the old days, I had to wait for big events or flea markets to find new toys. Now, anything I want is just a few clicks away.

Our blog is in its eleventh year. We’ve written over 6,500 posts. All of them are available to read. They represent a journal of our experiences in male chastity, spanking, and domestic discipline. Looking back at my earliest posts, I am amazed at how much Mrs. Lion and I have changed. In our house, a spanking is as routine as doing the laundry or making dinner. It’s become part of our lives.

The reason I decided to write about this is that I’m concerned that we are losing more and more interesting friends whose writings inspired and educated us. I suppose that’s natural. People change and lose interest in things. I wish I could find the new people who have decided to write about their experiences.

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Sorry for the delay in posting. We are both pretty busy getting our house in shape—Mrs. Lion is; I’m just lazy. Anyway, after 26 days Mrs. Lion gave me a great orgasm. I don’t think she intended to make me wait that long. We were both tired and the stars didn’t align for a blow job until Friday after dinner.

Mrs. Lion reported that there was no semen this time. That disappoints her. I can think of a few women in my past who would have celebrated dry lion orgasms. I’m happy that my lioness enjoys the taste of semen. I certainly don’t.

She found more of her extensive paddle collection. The last time I was spanked, she used one or two of the newly unearthed paddles on me. Her collection of leather tools is fairly limited, so I decided to add to her arsenal. After extensive research, I found 6 Whips. It’s a small, one-man shop. He custom-makes each item when ordered. I’m not going to give away what I bought. I want to surprise Mrs. Lion.

The reason I decided to add to her collection is fairly selfish. Leather paddles tend to do less damage to my bottom than wooden ones. The problem, from her perspective, is that they also don’t hurt me the next day. I suspect she can’t get the lasting result that is most effective for me because the leather we have doesn’t have the stiffness to create a deeper hit. I think her surprise will give her a paddle that is closer to wood, but still leather. ‘Nuff said.

Even though she has been working hard to unpack, we are still inundated with boxes everywhere. The living room and garage are impassible. There’s a bit of a time limit on unpacking. The management company that handles our house will do a semi-annual inspection in August. We should be unpacked by then.

Meanwhile, we are both trying hard to get back to our normal routines. It’s a challenge.

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I have just one explicit rule and managed to break it on Wednesday. I am supposed to fetch my pill packets every night before dinner. I forgot on Wednesday night. Mrs. Lion spanked me on Thursday. It was almost a full ten-minute spanking; she stopped thirty seconds early. I was yelping and kicking my feet. There is no dignity when on the spanking bench.

Being spanked for a reason is different. Mrs. Lion works harder to make her point and chooses paddles she knows I dislike. I got the message. She reminded me that this was what I asked for. She was right. It is exactly what I need.

Some readers have commented that it seems unfair to beat me so soundly for such minor offenses. It isn’t. Consistent, severe punishment works. It teaches me to do what I am told. That doesn’t mean I am submissive and treat Mrs. Lion as my mistress. She’s my life partner. Her role hasn’t changed because she can punish me.

Now that we’ve begun domestic discipline again, I expect to be riding the spanking bench frequently. The big question is whether or not it will be for a reason. We both get more out of it when the spanking is earned. I’m waiting to see what new rules are on the horizon.

what about sex?

I have been pretty horny lately. The problem is that I get tired after dinner and often snooze. Apparently, my “Wheel of Fortune” naps signal Mrs. Lion that sex isn’t going to happen. I can’t help it if Pat Sajak puts me to sleep. The Edex box sits unopened on my nightstand.

The problem is that I’m the only one interested in sex. Mrs. Lion’s libido isn’t working. She’s kind enough to get me off but needs to rely on my signal for sex. Snoozing during “Wheel of Fortune” apparently isn’t the right signal.

Of course, she’s been tired and achy lately. She has to unpack all of the boxes, cook, and clean. It’s a lot for her. Getting me off may be too much for her right now. I feel too demanding. I need and want way more from her than I ever did in the past. I try my best not to ask for more than I absolutely need. Maybe sex is a luxury I should do without.

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A couple of days ago, I put the Edex on my nightstand. It was my unsubtle way of hinting that I wanted an orgasm. Mrs. Lion didn’t take the hint. Two days have passed and I haven’t been spanked either. Are we falling back?

Well, on Wednesday night, I did it. I forgot to get my pill packets from the bathroom. Mrs. Lion got them for me but did not comment. Also, there was no spanking after dinner, which surprised me a little.

Wednesday was an unusual day. Someone cut the main fiber optic cable feeding our part of the world. Even though we have two different Internet suppliers, both were out when we woke up. Our cell service was also nearly dead. When I finally got through to our T-Mobile tech support, I learned that they buy their Internet in our area from Comcast, our other supplier. Service was finally restored at 2:30 PM.

Since she couldn’t work without the Internet, Mrs. Lion made good use of the time and unpacked more boxes. Unfortunately, my ham radios were not yet unpacked. If they were set up, I could send emails and get information via the radio. I think Mrs. Lion hurt her shoulder doing the unpacking. That explains why my bottom and penis went untouched.

On Monday night, Mrs. Lion gave me a leather paddle spanking. It didn’t last ten minutes but had me yelping and trying to escape almost as soon as she started. She said that she was hitting a lot harder. Yup, I agree. A ten-minute punishment spanking is going to be pure hell for me.

Mrs. Lion wrote that she figured I would forget my pills twice before her paddle finally got through to me and that I should remember to get them. My first lesson is coming up. It’s true that if she is sufficiently serious about spanking me, I learn more quickly. A “Just Because” spanking is one thing; a ten-minute lesson is another. She may not spank me while angry, but she knows that the best way to teach me is to make me realize that breaking a rule has serious consequences.

This is exactly what I asked her to do. Even though it’s fully consensual, it still makes a very strong point that eventually trains me to do whatever it is I’m being punished for failing. That’s the odd thing about adult spanking. It may have sexual overtones and be something I want. It still has the power to make me change. I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t work to cure smoking, drugs, cheating, or drinking. Those problems are too deep-seated to yield to the paddle. But it absolutely works when it comes to chores, manners, and attitude. At least, I think it works on manners and attitude. Mrs. Lion hasn’t tackled those issues yet.

It would be interesting to hear from women who spank their partners. Mrs. Lion is one of the very few who writes about her side of the paddle. I’m not talking about blow-by-blow descriptions of beatings. I’m referring to how they feel about punishing their husbands and how effective they think it is in changing them.

I know that when Mrs. Lion consistently and strictly applies her paddles, I change. I don’t consciously try to change. It just happens. I think that Mrs. Lion likes seeing that happen.