Lion after I wax his body. The only hair left is on his head and arms. Maybe I’ll wax his arms too.

In this morning’s email was, in part, the following message: “The lion weather is hot.” Mmmmm…horny Lion. I had a feeling. We haven’t done much for the past few days. We’ve both been tired, and one of us was not feeling our best on any given day. Last night Lion asked when we might have some sex. Yup. I had a feeling the lion weather was toasty.

The good news is that I have the next four days off. The even better news is that I’ll be working from home from now on, so we’ll be together all of the time. I’ve already promised Lion that he’ll be getting waxed this weekend. Depending on how much, or little, I wax, I can do both the moon side and the sunny side in one day. However, I decided it was time for Lion to be bare. I probably shouldn’t have waited for the colder part of the year to do it, but what can you do. I know Lion likes to be hairless except for his head and arms. That’s a lot of work. I think his legs look funny with no hair, so I tend to leave them furry, but I guess he can think of it as an early Christmas present. I plan on doing one side per day. Which days? I don’t know yet. I think we can eliminate tomorrow since we’ll be cooking and getting things ready for our yummy turkey dinner. The other three days are fair game.

My hard, hairless lion

Waxing has little to do with the lion weather. I do like to jerk him off when he’s all oiled up while I’m getting the wax bits off him. It gets him all hot and bothered, but I don’t edge him. There’s no real reason why I can’t. There’s no real reason I can’t give him an orgasm then. I’ll miss out on my lion cream filling, but I think I can survive without it just this once. Of course, I haven’t decided if he’ll have an orgasm then. I usually decide on the spur of the moment.

Since I know the lion weather is hot, I can have more fun deciding. Do I leave him hanging? Do I put him out of his misery? He’s only been waiting five days at this point. I don’t think there’s any misery yet. There will be. Maybe not misery, but certainly frustration. I don’t think he’ll have an orgasm until I have a chance to wax his sunny side. That’s when I’ll have him slathered in mineral oil to clean him up. It would be less fun for both of us if he weren’t horny then. I love a super hard, oily weenie.

I think Lion will enjoy his Thanksgiving weekend.

I neglected to say that Lion had an orgasm the other night. He’d waited five days. That’s great! It wasn’t far off of my four-day goal. Maybe he’ll have another five-day wait next time. Or I could make him wait a bit longer. My goal is actually to give him more orgasms than he’s had the past few waits. Of course, in doing that, I hope I’m also increasing our communication.

Lion told me this morning that he’s not sure what I’ve been doing when I jerk him off, but he likes it a lot. I guess I’ve taken what he’s told me to heart and tried to figure out how to make it feel the way he wants it to feel. I don’t have the benefit of being able to change based on how it feels to me. In other words, if he were jerking himself off, he’d know that a certain grip either doesn’t work or isn’t working at that particular moment, and he could change it. Unless I get feedback, I don’t know what is or is not working. If I hear him purr or he tells me it feels nice, I know I’m onto something. He’s also been asking me if I can change my grip or move further up. I guess the easy answer is that I’m not sure what I’ve been doing when I jerk him off that he likes a lot.

I’m not sure if it’s quite what Lion was talking about, but I’ve been reminding him he’s getting waxed over Thanksgiving weekend. Is this the same as telling him I like a particular thing? I’m not coming right out and saying I like a hairless Lion. In my mind, I’m building anticipation. I wonder if he sees it that way. He’ll be face up or down, oiled up for a portion of it, and I’ll be running my hands all over him. I think that’s sexy. And I’ve told him I think it’s time for the full-body wax. The only hair left on him will be his head and his arms. I know he likes that a lot. He also gets an oily hand job, at least a portion of one, when it’s time to clean up. We both like that a lot. Maybe I am telling him what I like.

[Lion — Are you? Even in this post, you didn’t say that you like me to be hairless anywhere or everywhere on my body. Do you? Do you like to wax me? I know you are teasing me by saying I’m going to be waxed. That doesn’t say if you like it or not. The only way to tell me that you like something is to actually tell me. Indirect references don’t work for me.]

[Mrs. Lion — Well, I didn’t directly say it but I did say I think running my hands over your oily body is sexy. And I did directly say I like jerking you off when you’re oily. No, that’s not true. I said we both like that a lot.]

[Lion — But you still haven’t said that you like any of the other stuff you mentioned. That feels to me like you don’t.]

I’ll be waxing all of this off Lion today. He has almost no pubic hair left to remove

Last night Lion’s tummy was giving him trouble. He mentioned wanting a hot fudge sundae, but he knew he shouldn’t for fear of feeling even worse. It wasn’t until this morning that I remembered his post about semen on ice cream. Is that why he wanted a sundae? I’m sure he wasn’t asking for a semen sundae.

I wouldn’t give him one anyway. He’s nowhere near ready to come again. And why would I waste it on a sundae? I rarely waste it on him. Since he doesn’t seem to like my hand anymore, his orgasms have been oral. I’m not willing to give up his cream filling once it’s in my mouth. No way! And his next orgasm is supposed to be vaginal. I suppose he could lick me clean afterward, but it still wouldn’t be on a sundae. I guess he’s safe from having a semen sundae for now.

I have the wax melting. I put most of the stuff back in Lion’s office this morning after the carpet dried. I have to clean off the waxing table and the floor surrounding it so I can yank the fur out of him. It’s been a while since I waxed him. I think it’s more than a month. He isn’t all that furry. It’s just at the base of his penis and some scraggly long hair on his balls. I may go back to only waxing his bikini area every month and the rest of him every other month. It takes longer to track down the slight hair on his stomach and chest. There just isn’t that much. If he wants his armpits done, I guess I can do them every month—the things I do for my Lion.

He’s also been after me to change the filters under the sink. I’ve only done it one other time (it’s a yearly thing), but it’s a pain in the ass. It’s a small area, and my contortionist days are long gone. It won’t take long. I just know it will hurt my shoulders. I have to bite the bullet and do it. And then we can watch our football team lose again.

The restoration people have cleaned out the water damage and mold from the basement. My home office has a very strong ammonia odor. I can’t spend much time in it. Our stuff is out and being handled by our insurance people. What a mess! Fortunately, we are fine and don’t have any serious losses. Mrs. Lion hasn’t focused on sexual or disciplinary matters since this happened over a week ago. Fortunately, she did give me a nice orgasm in the midst of this.

She plans on waxing me this weekend. I am getting pretty furry. This is a combination of fun and pain. Even though my hair has gotten sparse and thin, the hot wax burns my tender balls and perineum. Pulling the hair out isn’t painful at all. When she is done with my front side, Mrs. Lion removes residual wax with mineral oil and spends extra time on my hard cock. She’s a very careful lioness.

It’s been 19 days (as of Friday) since my last spanking. I’m not exactly complaining, just pointing out that it’s been a while. Our pattern is that the longer the time since my last spanking, the less likely I’ll get one. The only exception is if I forget to set up the coffee pot. If I do that, I get spanked. Now that Mrs. Lion agreed to implement “fact of life” spankings (“It’s Just A Fact Of Life“), I expect my butt to hurt more often. Right now, inertia has cut in, and Mrs. Lion will eventually remember.

She wrote that she plans to ride me reverse cowgirl this weekend. It may be a bit too soon. It’s only been two days (as of Friday) since my last orgasm. Three or four days may be too soon for a ride. It’s not up to me. Just sayin’. No matter, we will have a busy weekend.