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It was really nice that Mrs. Lion decided to try out a couple of our toys. The prickly jockstrap was, to say the least, an interesting experience. All the leather is very stiff and needs to be broken in. That means I will have to be wearing it a great deal more. Since we are both home it won’t be difficult for Mrs. Lion to make me wear it often. There is one hurdle in the way, however, she tends to forget about things like this. I think I’ll give her a pad of Post-it notes so she can stick them on her computer to remind her.

In fact, she had promised to do this with all of the activities that seem to elude her. Things like Icy Hot, clothespins of all sorts, anal training, etc. She does have her Box O’ Fun that contains little cards with various nasty things she can do to me. We both enjoyed it when she used it in the past. Things like the prickly jockstrap, need regular wear at least for a while. That jock really felt nasty. There’s no way to be truly comfortable when I have it on. When it breaks in and the straps and the pouch are more flexible, I think I’ll get even more contact with those sharp, little points. It has a zipper in front so that if I have to pee, I can unzip and painfully extricate myself to go to the bathroom. This is truly a diabolical toy.

We have a couple of other toys we haven’t tried. One is a pair of nipple clips attached by a chain to a cock ring. Maybe I’ll find out how that feels too. Our time together is a really good opportunity for us to play more. On a more serious note, it’s also a very good time for us to refine our disciplinary relationship. Without the pressures of work and other distractions that take us out of the house, we have a terrific opportunity.

We also have a lot more time to be together. I’m really happy about that. We may not have as much money with both of us furloughed, but fortunately, our state has very generous unemployment benefits. Speaking of which, I went on to the state unemployment’s website and updated my address and banking information. I was also able to see that the state does, in fact, have a record of my income for the last number of years. This should make getting signed up and paid fairly simple. I just hope that when we come out the other end of this crisis, there will still be a job for me.

We are both healthy and staying home. As long as we can get food deliveries, we should remain okay. I may end up being sore in some unexpected places. That’s fun too.

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Well, I asked for it. I wanted daytime play. Yeah, what a good idea. Mrs. Lion and I had lunch yesterday at about 12:30 PM. After lunch, Mrs. Lion said she wanted to put me in my prickly jockstrap. This would be the first time I really got to wear it. I just tried it on when it first arrived. I had a bunch of work to do after lunch, but that didn’t stop Mrs. Lion. She strapped me into it. I could feel the little points bite into the tip of my penis. It’s not a very pleasant feeling. Once I sat down at my desk I could feel them digging into the side of my balls as well. Every time I moved, new spots exposed themselves to the sharp, little points. I’m sitting at my desk now and because I’m leaning forward, the entire top of the penis head is being prickled. Ouch.

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This is the inside of the pouch of the leather jockstrap. Those little points are very sharp and dig into my most tender flesh.

The jockstrap is built so that I can’t reach in and make any adjustments. I just have to sit here and suffer. This prickly jockstrap has lockable buckles. We do have locks for them but Mrs. Lion doesn’t feel that’s necessary. It’s because she is sitting only a few feet away from me. This is definitely a painful toy. Speaking of toys, the latest male masturbator arrived today. It’s called Automilker.

This device is made by the same people who bring us the Autoblow masturbator. The Automilker is a vibrator. According to its maker, it’s designed to be like the powerful medical devices used to help paralyzed men ejaculate. If you been reading this blog for a while, you know that I’ve had no real luck with vibrators. However, maybe this is different. I’ll be reviewing it in the near future.

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The NJoy butt plug that Mrs. Lion planted inside me while she gave me some nice oral attention.

On Sunday night. Mrs. Lion brought out the Njoy butt plug. This one is moderately-sized and quite comfortable after it’s been inserted. She left it in for about an hour and then told me to get into position for oral sex. I’ve been stimulated before while wearing a plug. It’s a little more difficult for me to focus on the arousal, but I’ve been able to go all the way through to ejaculation. Mrs. Lion put in a noble effort to get me to the edge. I just couldn’t quite get there. It wasn’t because of the butt plug. I just wasn’t ready. It still felt really good and made me wish she would keep going. There’s something about a suddenly interrupted blow job that is frustrating and a little disappointing.

I’m not complaining. Mrs. Lion is definitely getting back to her old, scary self. She mused about having me wear the prickly jockstrap under clothing when we go out. That’s a scary thought. It’s something lioness 4.0 would do. My bottom remains pristine. I’ve managed to follow my rules, including reminding Mrs. Lion of punishment days. One of our readers quipped that I haven’t learned by now, I’ll never learn.

The red doesn’t come out well in our photos. My butt was red and sore after forgetting to remind Mrs. Lion of punishment day.

One of the reasons that domestic discipline works so well in terms of modifying my behavior, is that if I forget something I should do, a spanking is sure to refresh my memory. Over the years I’ve read many blog posts written by disciplining women that claim men tend to “forget” to do things they are supposed to after a while. A couple of them claim that we males forget after about a month. A strong spanking improves our memories for at least another month. When it comes to remembering punishment days, I have to admit that I fit that model.

In a vanilla relationship, forgetting to do a chore would result in nagging. Nothing good ever comes of that. The man being nagged is very likely to deliberately stop doing whatever it is he was nagged about. On the other hand, it would be very unusual for me to forget something again after receiving a bottom-blistering spanking from Mrs. Lion. If I do forget again, the next spanking will be substantially more memorable.

I suppose it isn’t remarkable that even an old lion like me can learn new tricks with the help of a paddle. What truly amazes both of us is that we feel that our disciplinary relationship has added a very happy dimension to our lives. Even though Mrs. Lion isn’t particularly fond of spanking me and I definitely don’t like being spanked, we really missed it when we had to stop when I was sick. I am happier when regularly paddled. I don’t think that surprised anyone. The big surprise is Mrs. Lion discovering she missed her role as a spanker. Fortunately, neither of us have to do without.

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A very long time ago, when we first got together, I said I might get bored with things. I didn’t mean I’d be bored with Lion. I meant I might be bored with doing the same BDSM things every night. I’m not even sure we did BDSM every night when Lion was getting his nightly orgasms. We have added many more things to our repertoire so you’d think I would have a lot of tricks up my sleeve but I might actually be getting bored with it.

Lion has made the comment more than once that I seem to enjoy CBT because that’s all I seem to do. Of all my options, that’s the one that comes to mind most often. I have more ways to torture him that way than any other way. I can spank him but he gets punishment spankings fairly regularly. They are different and maybe a play spanking would help toughen up his cheeks for those punishment swats, but I guess I’ve taken play spanking out of the equation in my mind. I can give him anal attention. He has to be able to stay on his knees for while and that’s not always possible. It also takes a toll on my back and legs, depending on how long we do it. I can make him wear diapers or panties. These are good options because I don’t technically have to do anything other than tell him what the rules are and notice him at different points during the day. And then we’re back to CBT.

I keep going back to the studies that say married couples have sex a few times a week and then that trails off to once a week and then trails off even more with age. Lion wants some sort of sex every night. I’m not saying I don’t want to give him attention. I’m just saying it’s bound to get boring eventually. I’m going to run out of ideas. It’s going to be “just” vanilla more often than not.

Maybe we need to go back to the Box o’Fun. Maybe every few days I need to pick from it to help with the boredom of tying his balls or using clothespins. If I can’t come up with something on my own, I pick from the box and see how it decides I should torture Lion. It’s worth a shot.

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We’re hunkered down in our little house. I haven’t been out in over three weeks. I haven’t worn anything but a T-shirt, except for one day in a diaper, in all that time. Being naked at home didn’t mean I spent 24 hours a day bare-assed. Even though I work from home, we would go to the store or restaurant several days a week. Now I have no excuse to wear clothing below the waist. I need my T-shirt because I participate in videoconferences every day and I get cold.

Mrs. Lion has kept her word about sex. For the most part, there hasn’t been any BDSM. I’m a little surprised since we have nothing to distract us. I am generally finished with my working day before 3 PM. A lot of our toys, like our prickly jockstrap, can be worn while working. The reason I mention it is that Mrs. Lion took it out and put it on the bed. I asked her if she was going to use it. She said she would. It’s been at the foot of the bed for two days.

I’m not feeling neglected. I’m just wondering if more isn’t going on than I realize. It might be that Mrs. Lion doesn’t like BDSM play. She knows that I need a certain amount of it. I don’t think she dislikes it as much as she hasn’t figured out how to integrate it into her day-to-day life. This problem doesn’t just relate to playing. People all over the country are learning that working from home seems to make them less productive. I’m lucky in that I’ve been doing it for a while. New habits are needed with such a drastic change in lifestyle.

The trauma of these changes doesn’t just apply to work. Sex and other recreational activities are also affected. Mrs. Lion seems more comfortable doing sexual things as late in the day as possible. She knows that she’s agreed to try to do things earlier, so she has been starting at four or 5 PM. As far as I’m concerned, that’s fine. However, I imagine that more opportunities for BDSM play present themselves if the hours of activity are less restricted.

When we are on vacation, the only other time we have 24/7 time together, we generally have things to do during the day. We like to drive around and sightsee. So, the time for BDSM and sex, if anything, is even later than when we go to work during the day. I think we both have a sort of association with sexual things and darkness. We’ve always done that stuff at night. It’s time to start thinking out-of-the-box, or should I say darkness.