On the subject of pain..
Ever since I can remember I’ve enjoyed pain during sex. When I discovered the world of BDSM it stepped away from the bedroom and turned into a craving of mine. If I don’t get to experience it every so often I turn into this cranky bitch that most people just know to avoid.
Lately, with the privilege of seeing Him almost as often as I’d like its been taken one step further. I never bruise easily and still now almost 4 weeks later I still wear the marks from His whip on my back. Its not bright red, it doesn’t hurt anymore but its still there. It got me thinking and gave me back memories I apparently forgot.
Have you ever experienced the type/amount of pain that makes the world spin? The moment when you realize it doesn’t hurt anymore? The moment when you realize you could probably experience something close to a orgasm if they kept going?
I don’t have a name for that feeling or moment but the last few months it has happened a few times. Its something completely new to me and as much as it scares me, it excites me.
Does anyone know what I’m rambling about?
