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I am a sucker when it comes to giving Lion orgasms. I mean that both literally and figuratively. I want him to have orgasms. And I want to suck him. This works out wonderfully for Lion. He is more than happy to indulge me.

We still didn’t do any BDSM. I’m not sure Lion minds that for now. He’s just happy to be getting attention. Once I get myself back in that mode, we can branch out to BDSM. I’m not falling for the trap of him not being interested in sex the day after an orgasm. I’ll snuggle over close to him later and let my hand scope out the horniness level. If he responds, we’ll go from there. If he doesn’t, at least I got to feel him up.

At some point today, I’ll look for the Box O’Fun. For now, I want to remove the anal play cards. We haven’t done it consistently and I don’t think it’s fair for me to start jamming things in him if he’s not ready. I’ll check out all the cards to make sure they’re things we can do. I don’t remember what’s on every card. We should still have enough to make things interesting. If not, we can add more.

Yesterday, Lion didn’t set up the coffee pot. Oh, boy! He’s in trouble! Nah. We changed the filters in our reverse osmosis setup and neither one of us thought to fill the coffee pot before we drained the system. When we were done, we had to fill it and drain it a few times to get the filters activated and the hoses cleaned out. We decided I’d put the coffee pot together this morning. It’s no big deal. There were extenuating circumstances that kept him from doing it before 5. He wound up doing it before bed anyway because he didn’t want me to have to deal with it. Was he trying to earn points for the next time he forgets something? I don’t know. I’ve never said he could bank good will toward future transgressions.

[Lion — I’m not that devious. I didn’t want Mrs. Lion to have to set up the coffee when she is tired and not all that alert yet.]

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Mrs. Lion completed her five-day anti-viral routine this morning (Sunday). I still have two-and-a-half days to go. So far neither of us has had more than the symptoms of a very mild cold. I had only one bad day. We are both up and around now. I imagine we will go back to bed soon just because all of our energy isn’t back yet. I’m very happy so far.

We have some farming chores to do today. We have to feed each section every two weeks. Every fourth week, we have to drain and rinse, then refill and feed. It sounds a lot worse than it is. Our Areogardens pump the water out. The hardest part is refilling the bowls. It amounts to about four gallons of water. Feeding is easy. We just add 15 ml. of liquid food to each bowl. So far we have harvested a few salads-worth of lettuce. Tomatoes are starting to come in as well. I love farming!

I’m still not interested in sex. I think about it, but that’s about it. Just as well. We need our rest. Just because we aren’t particularly sick, doesn’t mean that our bodies aren’t fighting off the virus. We are very happy we sold our truck and camper. The buyers wrote to say that they are happy with their purchase.

Maybe when we are better Mrs. Lion will want to play Spankardy and Zapardy again. Even though sex is just for me, we tend to go straight to the main event. The spanking and zapping games offer sexual fun without direct penis activity. There are other activities that Mrs. Lion sometimes likes to do as well. I’m not going to remind her of them.

If you’re new to our blog and you get the idea that I’m topping from the bottom, I’m not. Mrs. Lion listens to my ideas and suggestions and then does exactly what she wants. She tolerates my thoughts but doesn’t necessarily do what I suggest. She has a strong will of her own.

I hope you stay well. This COVID stuff is going on way too long.

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Mrs. Lion has been threatening Zapardy for a few days now. I think it’s probably time for me to test my trivia knowledge against shocks to my balls. It’s an interesting game. We still haven’t fully worked out the rules of the game. The last time we played, I got no shock if I answered a question correctly. I got one if I didn’t try to answer and two if I got the answer wrong.

The thought was that if I only got shocked for wrong answers, I would simply stop answering questions. What fun is that? So, we instituted the rule that penalized me for not answering. I suppose that is a good solution on one hand. On the other, even I can’t be expected to answer everything.

When we play spankardy, it makes sense to penalize me for not answering. It’s difficult to build up enough swats to give Mrs. Lion a chance to make me yelp. We are tinkering with those rules too. The big difference between the two games is that spankardy swats are handed out after the show goes off the air. Zapardy shocks are given as I play.

Another problem is that if we make the rules too complex, Mrs. Lion will have a hard time working out what to do in each situation. Also, the idea is to zap me as often as possible. Zapping me for being silent is a good way to give me lots of zaps as well as encourage me to answer as many questions as I can. Yup, the current rules make sense. I’ll be strapped into my shock collar at 7:30 tonight.

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A few years ago, Mrs. Lion and I were interviewed about male chastity. I had a chance to talk about why I wanted to let my wife have absolute control over my sex life. You can listen to that interview here. I’m not claiming we were at our most articulate, but it was a chance to start forming thoughts about why I want to play this game.

No one has asked us to talk about spanking and domestic discipline. I have been thinking about what I might say. One thought came up in terms of a game called deal breaker. The Unqualified podcast invented the game. The idea is to bring up something your date might ask you, and you have to answer whether or not the request is a deal-breaker. OK, here’s my question: Your date asks you to spank him. Deal-breaker?

This is a tough one. After fifteen years of marriage, when I asked my ex-wife that question, she gave me a flat “No.” No questions or discussion, just no. That answer started me on the road to divorce. After only a few dates, I asked Mrs. Lion. You know her answer. It’s an interesting game. Another version of it is to ask if you wanted to be spanked, would you take the risk of asking your date to spank you? Maybe we can call that game Deal Maker.

It took me a very long time to take the risk and ask that question to my ex. It turned out to be a deal-breaker. I think asking that question would open up a long conversation. If my date asked me to spank her, I’d want to know what she had in mind. She might laugh and roll her eyes and say, “Duh!” But, I would persist and ask her exactly how she imagined it going. After all, the seeds of any kink are sown in dreams and fantasies. She might have read Fifty Shades of Grey and imagined herself in the story.

The point is that a simple deal-breaker question probably has deep roots. Mine certainly did. I never imagined specific scenarios. I just knew that I get turned on when I think about being spanked. I never fixated on a hairbrush or other implement, just getting my bottom spanked. Until I actually experienced it, I had no idea what would happen when someone spanked me. The first time, after I separated from my ex, started with me fully aroused. My partner tied me to the bed face-down. She used a leather paddle we bought at The Pleasure Chest.

I was surprised that I lost my erection almost as soon as she started. It hurt! She did a good job and left me with a burning, red bottom. When she finished, she untied me and told me to be an “attack lion.” Yes, I had that nickname back then. I quickly got hard and mounted her. She was completely ready. It turned out that spanking me was foreplay for her. It turned out to be her favorite form of foreplay. Neither of us had tried BDSM before that day. Definitely a Deal-Maker.

Mrs. Lion never found spanking me to be erotic. That hasn’t stopped her. At first, it bothered her to hurt me. Well, it bothered her for quite a while. She kept it up because she knew I wanted it. Eventually, she stopped feeling bad that she was hurting me. She began to think about spanking me as a sort of craft. She used different implements and tried to achieve an even red color on my bottom. Since she knew I wanted it, she also experimented to discover what she could do to make it uncomfortable for me to sit after she was done.

Spanking me doesn’t bother her now. It’s just something she does as part of a game we play. She’s very good at it and prides herself on her ability to make me yelp. This “deal” might seem very odd to an outsider who learns about us now. We’ve had years to evolve and fine-tune our practice. If you saw us right after I asked Mrs. Lion to spank me, you would have seen gentle taps on my bare bottom. I was very lucky that I was brave enough to ask her, and she was kind enough to say yes.