How much pain...

[TerragonSix]

do you consider pleasurable?

Only a little pain? More than a little? Or a lot?

For me, depending on the heat of the moment, anywhere from medium pain to a lot. I think the one time, during which my partner bit me so hard she drew blood, that was the most pain I felt, and during our intercourse, I came hard[B/], more so than any other time I could remember.

Even when I was a wrestler in high school, one bulky kid threw me over his head in a german suplex, almost landing me on my head. I was hurt bad, but at the same time I got up, full of adrenalin, I focused on my pain to where I didn't feel pain, rather something different that felt really good, and I proceded to win the match.

Does this make any sense?

 

[amadaun]

Honestly, I don't really know how easy it is to quantify "a lot of pain". Personally, I tend to like as much pain as my partners can give me, and usually still want more... I really haven't hit my limit yet. Those, of course, are specific kinds of kinky pain, like floggings and tit torture... I'm a huge baby when it comes to, say, stubbing my toe or getting stung by a bee.

There are, though, some weird kinds of pain that I do actually find really pleasurable... having a loose tooth or a cold sore, for example, or the dull pain of thumping my head against the wall. One of those weird masochist-things.

 

[HB1965]

It depends on the kind of pain. I can take a lot when it comes to spanking, flogging, caning, or whipping. There are other things where I reach a limit quicker.

 

[nh23]

For me it mainly depends on my level of arousal. If I'm not getting any stimulation at all I can't take as much. If I'm highly aroused I can take a lot more. I've never been in a relationship where S&M activity wasn't a part of sex, so I don't know how much I could take in that situation, but I would assume not much

 

[twysted73]

*chiming in*

For me it mainly depends on my level of arousal. If I'm not getting any stimulation at all I can't take as much. If I'm highly aroused I can take a lot more. I've never been in a relationship where S&M activity wasn't a part of sex, so I don't know how much I could take in that situation, but I would assume not much.

I second this motion. A little pain when I'm "cold" (unaroused) starts the pilot light going under the heater. Increase the excitement, you can increase the pain. I took pictures of my most favorite inflictions by my ex, B. God I miss that woman.

 

[His_pita]

I agree that it depends on what type of pain, arousal level, mood of the moment, implement of choice, etc. There are times when he can't (or won't) hit me as hard as I crave, and other times it takes a whole lot less to have me in tears and wishing I still had a safe-word.

 

[im_a_voyeur]

I kind of consider myself a punk because my threshold for pain is pretty low. The range that I consider pleasurable is in the low to medium range.

I have played with someone in the past who warmed me up properly and I was able to go in to the high range and I was rather proud of myself. Unfortunately, afterwards I did bruise and I didn't find the bruises to be particularly attractive so I didn't want to play that heavy again and haven't since.

 

[doveofserenity]

I kind of consider myself a punk because my threshold for pain is pretty low. The range that I consider pleasurable is in the low to medium range.

I have played with someone in the past who warmed me up properly and I was able to go in to the high range and I was rather proud of myself. Unfortunately, afterwards I did bruise and I didn't find the bruises to be particularly attractive so I didn't want to play that heavy again and haven't since.

i think peoples own definitions of pain ranges differ. i personally say low to medium range, but that includes flogging and some bruising. To me personally, things like cutting and branding fit into the high range of what i could not handle.

 

[JMohegan]

Even when I was a wrestler in high school, one bulky kid threw me over his head in a german suplex, almost landing me on my head. I was hurt bad, but at the same time I got up, full of adrenalin, I focused on my pain to where I didn't feel pain, rather something different that felt really good, and I proceded to win the match.

Does this make any sense?

Not to me, no.

I played a collision sport throughout high school and college, and never once experienced pain that "felt really good" in that context. Adrenaline rush, yes of course. But nothing pleasurable in a purely physical sense.

Mostly I just learned to ignore the pain itself while playing, though I do think that the delivery of pain, to me, triggers a very strong subliminal mental reaction. Heightened awareness of immediate surroundings, sharpened focus, increased determination, and whatnot. Up to a point, it probably does make me a better athlete.

I have never been able to enjoy bottoming, mostly because I can't get in the right headspace. Being struck with anything just makes me want to grab the instrument and shove it down the striker's throat.

 

[BiBunny]

I don't bottom anymore, but....

I'm a huge adrenaline junkie. I also have super-powerful endorphins, apparently. Back when I did bottom, if I was given time to get the adrenaline and endorphins flowing, I could take anything the other person could dish out and love every second of it. If I wasn't given time, I could still take a good bit because my pride wouldn't let me admit someone had gotten the better of me, but that didn't mean I necessarily liked it.

 

[_kiana_]

I agree that it depends on what type of pain, arousal level, mood of the moment, implement of choice, etc.

I agree with this too. I have a pretty high pain tolerance full stop, but I can take much, much more if the circumstances are right.

I've only been brought to the point of asking, "no more please" just once and that was after a rather full day of play, including three canings in the same place. Damn it was good!

 

[rosco rathbone]

Being struck with anything just makes me want to grab the instrument and shove it down the striker's throat.

That just about sums it up.

 

[myinnerslut]

there are two instances whe i would say i could take a high level of pain. the first is if im very t urned on. my limitations drop drastically when i am very aroused and my pain threshold skyrockets. the other instance is when i am in a "pain-slut mood". it happens every once and a while that i crave everything A can throw at me and then some.

 

[FurryFury]

For me pain/pleasure has to be in context. If I'm feeling sexy, warmed up and all I can take a good bit and enjoy it.

If not I can take a good bit.

Just ask my ex dentist and other "health care professionals."

 

[_kiana_]

Just ask my ex dentist and other "health care professionals."

I've been told off by several health care-types for taking too much pain and not telling them it hurt. But they say it'll hurt! How am I supposed to judge what's "too much" if I can still take it??

That includes the stupid ass dentist who did a root canal on me at 9 years old with barely any numbing agents. *grumble*

 

[museofdragon]

I must be the odd one out again. I really don't find it pleasurable. It is Dragon's pleasure in inflicting it, that i find pleasurable. I like the bruises and welts afterwards -- as visible proof of what I was able to give him.

Now I feel weird.

 

[ecstaticsub]

I must be the odd one out again. I really don't find it pleasurable. It is Dragon's pleasure in inflicting it, that i find pleasurable. I like the bruises and welts afterwards -- as visible proof of what I was able to give him.

Now I feel weird.

DOn't feel weird. I am the same way. I don't get pleasure from the pain itself. My need or cravings to be spanked/flogged etc is not to feel pain but to feel his energy and then to experience the feeling of total surrender that washes over me. I enjoy that surrender immensly. I know I have to get through the pain to get there so I deal withit. But the pain itself is not pleasurable.

I can handle a great deal of medical related pain. I have had a number of surgeries and medical procedures that many would find to be very painful. The only time I used pain killers was to help get to sleep at night. However, I can not handle dental pain not being catherized AT ALL! No idea why but those two pains are unbearable (and too much nipple torture, too)

I have always had a problem with those pain charts. The say that number 10 is the worst kind of pain you can imagine. I canimagine some really horrible pain. Even immediately after my hysterectomy I still listed my pain at only about a 3 because I could imagine it being so much worse.

 

[Quint]

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[intothewoods]

I like some pain, and definitely prefer the thuddy type of hurt rather than stingy. I do a lot better overall (I enjoy it more, I can take more, and my PYL usually enjoys himself more) if I'm relaxed first.

I hate to say it, but I've had some really enjoyable scenes when I've had a couple of drinks. It's not that I'm drunk, but I'm just not as physically tense or nervous, so I can let go a bit more. In private, feeling turned on, feeling relaxed and in the zone, all help me let go.

 

[Bill3250]

Pain: I prefer the sting of a riding crop or a switch across my ass, but every once and a while a broad bruising clap of a strap will stir my nature, staying with me for days as every time I sit on a hard chair it returns and awakens the beautiful memory of a mistress or master binding me and punishing me for being a living, breathing example of evil. Of course haviing my rather long, sensitive nipples caressed by the sharp teeth of aligator clips is the finest form of pain I can imagine, and also one I can savor when alone with my memories and my hand.

 

[TerragonSix]

Not to me, no.

I played a collision sport throughout high school and college, and never once experienced pain that "felt really good" in that context. Adrenaline rush, yes of course. But nothing pleasurable in a purely physical sense.

Mostly I just learned to ignore the pain itself while playing, though I do think that the delivery of pain, to me, triggers a very strong subliminal mental reaction. Heightened awareness of immediate surroundings, sharpened focus, increased determination, and whatnot.

I have never been able to enjoy bottoming, mostly because I can't get in the right headspace. Being struck with anything just makes me want to grab the instrument and shove it down the striker's throat.

The fight or flight syndrome, eh?

It was taught by my Uncle that instead of trying to ignore the pain, concentrate on it directly. He said that by doing that, you could take a lot more pain that you originally thought possible.

I don't think I'm a masochist in a submissive kind of way, because I wouldn't just take it and enjoy it. I don't think I'm a sadist, because I can't stand seeing innocent people in pain. I'm an EMT/Firefighter, remember?

I remember the first time I felt that weird pleasure; it was in middle school, where I got jumped by three guys. Apparently, they were members of some juvenile gang. Since I was a shy, quiet kid who didn't want to harm or hurt anyone, I was an easy victim.

But only up to point. (Warning: if you don't like long, drawn out, or violent tales, don't read on. This is the first time I told this story. All of it is true.)

One day, the teacher had left the classroom unattended. Two of the three kids in question started picking on me immediately. Finally, they began to insult my family. During that time, my parents had divorced, and my family was in a mess. After the ringleader had mentioned something about my mother, I angrily said without thinking, "Oh, yeah!? Well your mama sucks cocks in hell, MOTHERFUCKER!"

After a moment of shock on his part, mainly because I normally don't say anything at ALL, said to me, "We're gonna get you when we go outside." Then the teacher was back, just in the nick of time.

I thought about not going outside for recess when the time came. I didn't want any trouble. But then I knew I couldn't live with myself if I didn't. I tried telling a teacher about it, but the teacher was too busy to care.

So I went outside for recess.

I was jumped by three guys, two of which blindsided me and jumped on my back. The other came in front of me, the ring leader. The other two had pinned my arms behind my back. Where were the teachers? Nowhere to be seen.

The ringleader proceeded to give me the worst beating I ever took. It's difficult to fight back with just your legs. Every time he approached, I would kick, but nothing seemed to faze him. Both of my eyes were swollen to the point I couldn't see, I was bleeding from my face. Then he reared back and gave me a right hand to the nose.

Instant broken nose.

It was here that I felt that weird pleasure for the first time. My entire body felt like ice, it also felt like it was exploding. Upon impact, my vision lit up in a weird greenish color for a moment. I could smell a burning sensation whenever I breathed in. I was concentrating on the pain, and the pain didn't hurt anymore. I can remember screaming incoherently, "GOD FUCK IT, REAL MOTHERFUCKER!" (I don't know why I said these words, sounds like a bunch a babble huh?)

After that, my body broke loose from the two jumpers. I went right after their leader. I jumped him, wrestled him to the ground, and as I was taught, started not to beat him with my fists or feet, but with my forearms, elbows and knees. The jumpers tried to get me off him, even trying to beat me in the head, but I didn't feel anything anymore. I couldn't hardly see, because I was nearly blind from my eyes being so swollen. All I was thinking of was "Target, in front of me, full speed ahead."

Finally, a teacher noticed. The fight got broken off. I was dragged to the office, where the school officer placed me in handcuffs. He asked me for the story, when I tried to tell him, he couldn't understand. That's because I was beat so bad, my voice was slurring. After a quick visit to the nurses office, which an "OH MY GOD!" was heard from the nurse upon first look at my condition, I was taken to the hospital. Other than a concussion, broken nose and some bad swelling and bleeding, I was OK.

I was dismissed from school. My mother upon seeing me, wanted to kill those responsible. I told my side of the story to the people who were supposed to take care of the kids, only to be told I wasn't allowed to fight back in that situation, that I had to curl up and wait for a teacher. Since the school had a "Zero Tolerance Policy", I had to be punished too.

We all ended up getting two week suspensions.

But that's the first time where I felt myself enjoy the pain, I guess because it was my cue to inflict the pain back. Honestly, I don't know why just told that story, other than it seemed to have some relevance to the subject.

 

[doveofserenity]

~clipped to save room~

One day, the teacher had left the classroom unattended. Two of the three kids in question started picking on me immediately. Finally, they began to insult my family. During that time, my parents had divorced, and my family was in a mess. After the ringleader had mentioned something about my mother, I angrily said without thinking, "Oh, yeah!? Well your mama sucks cocks in hell, MOTHERFUCKER!"

After a moment of shock on his part, mainly because I normally don't say anything at ALL, said to me, "We're gonna get you when we go outside." Then the teacher was back, just in the nick of time.

I thought about not going outside for recess when the time came. I didn't want any trouble. But then I knew I couldn't live with myself if I didn't. I tried telling a teacher about it, but the teacher was too busy to care.

So I went outside for recess.

I was jumped by three guys, two of which blindsided me and jumped on my back. The other came in front of me, the ring leader. The other two had pinned my arms behind my back. Where were the teachers? Nowhere to be seen.

I was dismissed from school. My mother upon seeing me, wanted to kill those responsible. I told my side of the story to the people who were supposed to take care of the kids, only to be told I wasn't allowed to fight back in that situation, that I had to curl up and wait for a teacher. Since the school had a "Zero Tolerance Policy", I had to be punished too.

We all ended up getting two week suspensions.

But that's the first time where I felt myself enjoy the pain, I guess because it was my cue to inflict the pain back. Honestly, I don't know why just told that story, other than it seemed to have some relevance to the subject.

After reading Your story, and it made me sad and mad at the same time as to how those kids treated You; my question is this...

What did Your schools "Zero Tolerance Policy" due about the teacher that was too busy to care?

With everything going on in the last 10 years or so, as to school bombings, students shooting up the schools, and such; teachers are supposed to be more alert as to the how children are behaving. And they are supposed to listen and care about the students under their guidance.

If that teacher had listens for just 5 minutes, none of the beatings or suspensions would have taken place, at that time anyhow.

 

[TerragonSix]

~clipped to save room~


After reading Your story, and it made me sad and mad at the same time as to how those kids treated You; my question is this...

What did Your schools "Zero Tolerance Policy" due about the teacher that was too busy to care?

With everything going on in the last 10 years or so, as to school bombings, students shooting up the schools, and such; teachers are supposed to be more alert as to the how children are behaving. And they are supposed to listen and care about the students under their guidance.

If that teacher had listens for just 5 minutes, none of the beatings or suspensions would have taken place, at that time anyhow.

That was life for me. It would get so bad, I would fear going to the school in the morning, and in the afternoon I would cry on the way home after I got off the bus, all the way to a broken home where my parents would yell and scream at each other mercilessly.

My mother words of encouragement was, wait a few years, they will be in the gutter somewhere while you have a good living. While I didn't doubt her, I still didn't think of myself as better than anyone else. That would be arrogant.

I didn't say anything about that teacher. I knew it would be my word against the teachers, and with my bad record of fighting, who would believe me? From my experience, most grade school teachers don't care. It's a paycheck for them, and while I don't doubt most care about what they are doing, some don't want to rock the boat between them and their raise.

Others are truly good human beings, but they are few and far between. In grade school, I think I saw four people (Two were teachers, 1 school resource officer, and 1 basketball coach), that earned my respect as such.

These school shootings though, make me sad. The kids' involved are not usually mean troublemakers, according to school record. They are decent kids that are tormented in school by their peers. With no one to turn to, they keep their anger inside. Then, it culminates in one explosive act of self-destructive, blind revenge, killing not only the people who wronged them, but innocent kids that didn't do a thing to them, or teachers, and faculty members. I don't care who you are, murder is not a solution to your problem in school, even if it's hell on earth.

Personally, I hold no grudges, not anymore. I might, one day, help put out a fire of one of the peoples' houses that beat me, or I might save them from dying of cardiac arrest. I would do so without hesitation. That is my purpose, and it is who I am.

 

[twysted73]

Personally, I hold no grudges, not anymore. I might, one day, help put out a fire of one of the peoples' houses that beat me, or I might save them from dying of cardiac arrest. I would do so without hesitation. That is my purpose, and it is who I am.

This may sound like sarcasm since the internet doesn't allow for voice inflection. But, "you're a good man, charlie brown". Awesome karma. Your kung fu is strong.

 

[sexycaz22]

I am still not sure where my pain threshold is at the moment, as I am currently exploring and trying things, and pushing limits.

Although, I can tell you that I do love the occasional tawse spankings....*sigh* I do love that lovely toy....

http://rosybottom.com/catalog/images/lpaddle4.jpg

Thuddy toys does it for me.....still to experience the stingy toys, as such as a whip, cane etc...

I can handle the clamps on my nipples, but it was done lightly and not on for a long period, so I don't really know if I can really handle the clamps...yet!

So....still exploring......