Occasionally I find myself in strong disagreement with a fellow blogger. My very good friend Julie (strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com) and I are on opposite sides of the political spectrum. That’s fine. We’re both well-meaning. She recently promoted a pay-for-view blog on Patreon. I don’t share her support for either the blogger or the platform. Patreon is a subscription site that will force you to pay to read blogs and other material. So far, a few blogs I avoided have moved to that platform. One, Julie’s friend, maintains his free site as a tease to lure you into paying for content.

I would love to monetize our website. We need the money. It would be nice to defer the costs of maintaining this website. I can’t see forcing readers to pay. It would make our content less available to people who are just curious about what we do. Bloggers use various strategies to try to get some income from their writing. “Female” chastity bloggers write”books” (usually 25,000 words or less. A real book is about 85,000 words) with provocative titles professing to teach you how to be a keyholder, dominant woman, etc. They don’t tell you that the same material is also available for free elsewhere. I don’t think it is worth $25+ for a little jerk-off material. You may disagree.

Our site, for example, has a bunch of free pages that offer reliable information on the same subjects. Julie’s site has excellent, accurate information on spanking. As an added bonus, it is free and doesn’t feature the ugly cartoon art some sites feature. Youtube offers free content on almost anything you can imagine. Xhamster.com has an amazing library of free porn. Any legal porn is available there.

I pay for a subscription to “The New York Times.” It makes sense to pay for high-quality content like that. I can’t see paying for something inferior that is available for free elsewhere. I would pay to read Julie’s blog. It’s exceptionally informative and entertaining.

I wonder if Google indexes those Patreon sites. I hope not. Google Images shows stock photos you can license. They even put a little symbol inside the images to indicate they can be licensed. If they note it will cost money to read an article they index, that would make sense.

There has to be a better way for sex bloggers to make a little money other than dumping them into aggregators like Patreon. My experience trying to sell a self-published book (Vacation with a Stranger) hasn’t helped much at all. The people who have read it say they like the story. No one has bothered reviewing it. Clearly, this isn’t the way to make a buck. I’ll bet that if I assembled my free chastity and spanking pages into “books” and sold them for $25 each, I could make money.

It’s natural for a content provider to feel that it would be fair to get some compensation for his work. It hurts when you see pure crap being promoted on a subscription site like Patreon. It makes me reconsider my strategy. Many bloggers are intensely jealous of others. For example, when I published Vacation with a Stranger, Julie happily agreed to mention and review it. The publisher of the crappy blog wrote back a two-word response, “not interested.” I get it. There are no pictures in the book. He would have trouble understanding it.

I’ve long promoted the idea of cooperation amongst us kinky bloggers. It makes sense for us to have a community. I’ve been unsuccessful. Too bad. We have a lot of readers who might be interested in reading other blogs. By the way, we list blogs that we find interesting. We don’t care if they promote us or not. I’m always looking for more.

I suppose this post is way off-topic for our blog. I apologize if I bored you. I’m not an intensely political person. I don’t chase causes. I feel very protective of our blog and other blogs that try to communicate about our kinks honestly. Tastes vary. What I perceive as crap may be gold to someone else. I’ve long resisted discussing blogs that I don’t like. I mention the ones that inform and entertain me. Most aren’t particularly noteworthy. Anyway, I needed to growl a bit. It’s good for my mental health.

Mrs. Lion wrote that Saturday night might be an opportunity for some lion fun. That might be nice. If her headache goes away over the weekend, maybe she will try the restraints that she bought [hint, hint].

I’ve been working on a new, less expensive site stat system. We use a service provided by the people who provide a free program to be installed on a server. Since we haven’t had a server, we subscribed to the service. Now that our pandemic unemployment has ended, we need to save money. The paid service costs $200/year. Our current subscription goes until June 2022. I set up a very small cloud server that will cost about $60/year. It took me most of today to get it going, but now we have the free version of the same program running. It seems to be working well. It pays to put in the effort to save 2/3 of the costs.

Speaking of getting things working, it bothers me that Mrs. Lion hasn’t had any solid success giving me a handjob. Sure, 99% of my sex life until last spring was indeed in her hand–literally. Since then, it’s been in her mouth, which I much prefer. Maybe it’s worth a little time and experimentation to see if she can get her manual mojo back. My penis hasn’t been one other place in 3 1/2 years, her vagina. I’m not complaining. Mrs. Lion doesn’t want sex for herself. Maybe for my birthday…?

A little while ago, I surveyed Twitter. I asked women to choose the part of a naked man’s body that they found sexiest. They had four choices: face, legs, cock, and ass. I figured most women would prefer a man’s face. Ha! Face and legs were tied at 10% each. Cock and ass were tied at 40% each! The sample came from female followers of my Twitter feed, so they may not be typical of all women. Still, that was a big surprise to me. Better get to manscaping, guys!

Saturday was shopping day. We got food, picked up our prescriptions, and bought a lot of puppy food. We were both tired when we got home. Mrs. Lion had turned on the wax pots but decided she wanted to put them off until today. Fine with me. Mrs. Lion commented in her post yesterday that I hadn’t given her a lion weather report. OK, here it is: The lion weather is hot and ready. The lioness forecast is no help for the poor lion.

I pulled a report for this site to see what pages are most popular. Our home page, which features the most recent posts, was the big winner, to my great surprise. It got almost four times the views as the next most popular, which was “How To Cage Your Man.” This page is directed at women who have been asked to lock their men in male chastity devices. It’s one of the first pages I wrote. Logically, the next most popular is ‘Now He’s Locked Up, What’s Next.” This is the follow-up to the most popular page.

The tables turn completely with our third most popular: ” Disciplinary Wives HandbookChapter 3: Spanking Your Husband.” Next is “The Tyranny Of The Erection.” The first three are articles that appear on our top navigation. The Tyranny piece is a post. It’s a little surprising that it finds itself up on top with static pages. Next, we move back to pages with “Getting A Good Fit ” and “Female Led Relationship: A Woman’s Guide,” both pages, not posts. Our most popular writing seems to be how-tos. I suppose that makes sense. Search engines probably put this type of material ahead of other stuff.

These are our most popular pages. Click the image to view larger.

As Mrs. Lion has been writing, there has only been one try at arousing me over the last week. Yesterday was my seventh day. If you are interested in such things, my wait since my last orgasm and spanking are tracked on the right side of this page. I’m not obsessed by statistics, this post notwithstanding. Most people who own websites like to see which stuff people read. It helps guide future content choices. One statistic that pleases me is how people get here; it’s almost evenly divided into thirds between search engines, other websites, and direct entry. Direct entry is when people type in our address directly. I consider this very healthy.

Technology has always fascinated me. I’ve discovered some amazing tools that help me become a better writer. The newest version of Microsoft Outlook and Word has intelligent text prediction. It’s almost supernatural. For example, I wrote an email to my friend, Mike. I wrote the body of the message and then realized that I didn’t put in a salutation. I went to the top and started to type, “Hi Mike.” I got as far as the “H” in Hi. The text prediction filled in the rest. It analyzed the email I was replying to and figured out who I would be greeting. Holy shit!

It’s even spookier in Word. It tries to complete about 75% of my sentences. It’s right more than half the time. There’s AI that is learning how I write. Wow! I have another AI helper. I subscribe to Grammarly. This service provides copy editing and proofing for my writing. It works in real-time and is right a scary amount of the time. All of our posts are reviewed in Grammarly. It is a great helper. That service doesn’t run on our computers. We connect to the service, and their servers provide the horsepower.

The Microsoft features didn’t show up on my old computer. It was a six-year-old four-core PC. We replaced our computers last fall. My new one is an eight-core, 64GB ram. It easily supports all this cool stuff. Mrs. Lion’s computer is similar.

blue jam

We finished the blueberry jam. Yesterday morning we tried this new crop. It was wonderful. The technique has a very short cooking time that allows some whole berries to make it through the jam-making process. We use our circulating pump (sous vide) to create a 180° bath that pasteurizes the jam without overcooking. We now have enough for another year, and some left over we can use as gifts.

To the very edge

Mrs. Lion teased me on Monday night. Her oral ministrations quickly brought me to the very edge. I thought she was going to give me an orgasm. Nope, she didn’t. The session was very unusual. It’s been a very long time that she has been able to get me that close so quickly. I’m delighted. Well, last night, I was just frustrated. I’m hoping that I will continue to be that responsive. It’s fun for both of us when I am.

I’ve noticed that male chastity is so strongly integrated into our marriage that it doesn’t come up in conversation anymore. We both accept that my lioness decides when I get sexual fun. No matter how horny I am, I don’t expect relief. She decides. I am grateful. This particular power exchange is very positive for our marriage. One of the leading causes of marital conflict is sex. Because male chastity is a game I started, my frustration doesn’t make me angry or resentful. It’s an expected part of our play.

It seems that if we consciously agree on how sex works for us, there is no conflict. I may get grumpy. I can’t get too grumpy, or I won’t just be frustrated; I’ll also have a blistered bottom. We have a self-correcting system that works.

Between the jam-making and the puppy, Mrs. Lion hasn’t spanked me yet. I’m not complaining. I’m happy. However, she let me know that she hasn’t forgotten that she owes me one. I haven’t forgotten either. My bottom will be blistered soon.