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I finally waxed Lion last night. We got caught up with setting up the new sound bar and I thought it was a bit too late to do it on Monday. Since he’s lost weight, he can get up and maneuver around on the massage table much easier. He asked if there was less of him to wax. I know he has a smaller tummy, but I didn’t notice a change in the area to be waxed. It might have been because the hair was longer since we waited long between waxing, and I was concentrating on that.

When he was done with his shower, we tried another boner shot. I’ve been helping him find a good location for the shot. Well, I should say I’ve been helping him find a location. Last night it was not a good location. He says it was too close to the head. Maybe he should select the location from now on and I’ll be in charge of missing any veins. He didn’t get hard and told me I was holding him too hard. I was barely touching him, so it could have been the injection site causing the problem. We can try again tonight.

That was my oopsy. His oopsy was forgetting to send me an email this morning. Of course, I didn’t look until after noon, but that means he was super late. He was busy trying to get this site fixed. I could be nice and forgive him, but I think he should abide by his rules unless there’s a good reason for not doing so. It’s not like he was sick.

I should strap him onto the spanking bench before his shower so he’ll have some time before the boner injection. I don’t want to cut it too close. I’d say we can wait until after dinner for the shot, but he tends to take an after-dinner snooze, and then we never make it to sexy time.

Assuming we hit the right spot and the boner shot works, this may be the last test before I do some BDSM with him. Up to this time, I’ve been concerned with how long the boner will last and whether there would be time to torture him. The other concern was whether he’d ever have another orgasm. I think torture will only enhance his ability to orgasm.

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I swatted Lion’s butt hard last night. As I was setting up the spanking bench, I noticed he’d left the shower door open. That’s an old rule. Why would he forget that? His excuse was that a lot of noise was coming from the bedroom. The dog and I were “fighting” over a toy. Too bad. Not my problem.

His buns were red and bleeding a little. I hadn’t even used a wooden paddle when they started. I guess a rubber paddle is just as lethal. I made sure to use the silicon slapper on his crack. In his crack, more accurately. He was begging for the end by the time the timer went off. Of course, I didn’t stop. I didn’t spank much more, but he shouldn’t get used to being saved by the bell.

A few hours later, he asked if he could ask me a question: Why had I only set the timer for five minutes? Oops! He was right. Punishment spankings last for ten minutes. I’d only done five. I think it was force of habit. His eye drops get a five-minute timer. I didn’t even realize I’d done it. His butt certainly would have been on fire if I went the full time.

How can I avoid cheating him out of that additional time in the future? Well, that’s easy. He should correct me. I certainly don’t want to do a half-assed job on his ass. I’m not sure when he realized the timer was wrong, but he should tell me if he’s still riding the spanking bench. Anything after that point is my tough luck.

See? I can still come up with new rules.

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I had Thursday through Tuesday off. Lion’s requirement to send me an email is for workdays. If I’m not working, he doesn’t have to send me an email. Simple, right? I never know what day it is anyway, and yesterday I was bogged down with emails and meetings. This morning, I realized he never sent an email for yesterday. Oops. He’s been reminding me about punishment day, but that’s been a rule for a long time, and he cheats. He has his calendar to remind him. Maybe he needs to add an email reminder.

There’s no way I had the energy to punish him last night, even if I did remember his broken rule. The cleaning, walking, and cooking when family was here wiped me out. I don’t think I’ve been sleeping well, either. And Lion likes to stay up late. Sometimes, he goes back to sleep after I start working. Plus, just because I’m tired right after work, doesn’t mean I’ll be tired when it’s time for bed. My mother used to snooze in her chair watching TV and then said she had to wake up to go to bed. Maybe I need to brush my teeth after dinner, so I’ll be ready for bed when I’m tired.

I’m not tired right now. If that holds, I can whomp Lion’s tender buns when he gets out of the shower. Nice, soft, warm buns. Of course, I make them warmer. Lion both loves and hates that. I’ll still never understand why he wants to be spanked. Pain is something most people try to avoid. Why look for pain? I’m not saying he breaks the rules on purpose. But he is the one who wants to be punished.

Lions are silly.

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In: Punishment, Rules, Spanking
hairbrush paddle on lion's ass

Since I moved the gardens into the pantry, Lion was concerned I’ll forget about them. I haven’t really been taking good care of them lately anyway. Today, I made it a point to check on the water level during lunch. Ironically, it was Lion who forgot something important.

Admittedly, I didn’t think of it until it was after noon, but it’s not really my job to remember. Just to be sure, I checked for his daily email. It wasn’t there. A few moments before this, he tried on a new bathing suit and was happy with the way it fit his butt. I told him his butt would be getting some attention later. He said he meant to send an email. Yeah, well I meant to pick the winning numbers in the last huge lottery, but neither one happened.

Restarting our email tradition was his idea. He even made me a new email address so his wouldn’t get lost in the vacuum that is my regular email. He remembered to set the coffee up. He remembered to give the dog her treat. To be fair, he can’t really forget that. She does a very good job reminding him. I’ll have to make sure I do a very good job of spanking him.

He also wants to try the boner juice again. It seemed to work well last time. I think the biggest difference is there was almost no pain. With the Trimix and Quadmix, he feels various degrees of pain. I don’t know if it’s from the different drugs or how they make the blood rush in, but it doesn’t seem to happen with the solo drug. If we can get one of the injections to work consistently, we can focus all of our attention on orgasms. I know he wants them, and I want my cream filling.

[Lion — Well, the solo drug, Edex (alprostadil), isn’t totally painless, but it is more comfortable to take. It didn’t produce a full erection with our first test but it looks promising. Tonight, we’ll try a larger dose. Initially, it appeared that this drug would cost too much, but it turns out that my insurance covers it, and it may end up being slightly less expensive than Trimix. I wonder if I do the Edex before or after I’m spanked.]