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So, what's your stance on marks or being marked - hot or not?

Starting with removable markings like pens, permanent markers or lipstick over to semi-permanent like hickeys, bruises and bite marks or permanent like tattoos or brandings.

Where do you draw the line or what are the requirements for each category?
 
So, what's your stance on marks or being marked - hot or not?

Starting with removable markings like pens, perpymanent markers or lipstick over to semi-permanent like hickeys, bruises and bite marks or permanent like tattoos or brandings.

Where do you draw the line or what are the requirements for each category?

I think starting off with things like markers and pens are great because they are NOT permanent. A collar or even a collar with a ID tag showing ownership is also good because it is not necessarily permanent.

Hickeys, bite-marks, etc...again, all still fine as they aren't long lasting.

The problem with something permanent like a tattoo or something like that is that change is the only constant in the universe. I would probably avoid something like this since predicting the future is simply not possible. I wouldn't like a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
 
So, what's your stance on marks or being marked - hot or not?

Starting with removable markings like pens, permanent markers or lipstick over to semi-permanent like hickeys, bruises and bite marks or permanent like tattoos or brandings.

Where do you draw the line or what are the requirements for each category?

I like non-permanent markings in places where they aren't visible to others. Body writing is great and can be incorporated in many scenes and can be used to evoke all kinds of feelings from warm and fuzzy to pride to major humiliation and sadness.

Sometimes I've forgotten that there's something written on my body, and when I've seen it in the middle of a day or when I've taken off my clothes to take a shower or something, seeing the text gives such a delicious instant pang of all the submissive feels. I have zero interest in having people not involved in my business see the things written on my body.

Hickies, bite marks and bruises work like that as well.

I'm not sure about permanent markings. They'd have to be something not obvious (so nothing like slut, slave, what have you) and, again, in a place where it's not visible to others. I've never realistically entertained the thought of anybody marking me as their own.

That said, I have accidentally branded my boob myself when I took a birthday pic with candles for someone. The mark was visible for several years, but now it's mostly fainted away. You can still see it a little bit if you know what you're looking for and where exactly, but it's not obvious at all. I loved it, especially after the scab healed but it was still clearly visible. It was a nice reminder of something fun and BDSM, but it also wasn't a property marking.

Something not permanent but visible for a long time like that could be fun with the right person, if it's in a place that others don't see.

And what are the requirements for each category? Well, non-permanent the requirements are quite low. A connection is needed, but it doesn't have to be anything serious or long term. For more long term markings the relationship would have to have also long term potential and plans.
 
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Way, way back in the time that has dust and mold on the chronicles, I published my first poem before my first sexual experience. Don't anyone get too excited, it wasn't that great and I've long since kicked that particular muse in the pudenda, thus saving the world from increased mediocrity down to outright wretchedness.

However... However, chicks, it seemed, dug poets. Particularly when said poet (if I might be allowed to abuse the term) would use a quill to scratch a composition in the skin of their back during (granted short at that time) refractory periods. Composed, of course, on the spot, in the moment, and in honor of them and the lovely, lovely gift they were giving to act as my muse. Part of the game, naturally, being for them to guess what was etched in their skin with rewards for each line correct and punishment for each line flubbed through feeling the scritch-scratch of the tipped quill on their skin.

I didn't carve deep enough to draw blood, but enough that the scratches would be felt for a few days. In the shower, for example. Or if they should break a sweat. An itch on their back where they couldn't reach absently to remind them that I'd been there.

Naturally, it would fade. Depending on the healing abilities of the woman I'd touched (and just how wild she would get with that loofa). Leaving them a choice to either return for another or not, as to their nature. And, roughly, about the time I'd be looking for another to momentarily sate my appetites.

(Perhaps surprisingly more than a few chose to enlist the aid of a friend to capture a visual record of my work before it faded in those days before every hand-held overgrown calculator came equipped with a camera. And were disappointed that I couldn't clarify the wording from the blurry polaroids since I'd pretty well forgotten.)

I've done wax. Which is, frankly, just not worth my time unless the lady in question means enough to me to worry with the preparations and clean-up afterward. Ink. Body paints (also not really worth my time and energy for the pre-game and post-game unless she is). Cosmetics of various types "repurposed." Food. It's alright. Some fun to be had in the moments between more... vigorous pursuits. But, frankly, "out of sight, out of mind." Once they cover them up, or remove them, any feeling I had doing them wisped away like the waft of their perfume on a West Texas wind.

I was also a student of classical guitar (again, mediocre at best) and had nails (on my right hand) that were a tad longish for a male (at least according to the fashion in this reddened neck of the sticks) to better enable me to pluck the strings. And in moments of heightened, primal passion when the frontal lobes were temporarily off-line had a tendency to unthinkingly draw blood with them. Similarly, I came late to my kinesthetic intelligence and had... some issues with moderating my strength in the throes and often left bruising and mottling behind to mark my attendance. As these marks were typically unintentional, they didn't really mean much beyond a slight surge of guilt between the moments when I noticed I'd done it again and their acceptance of my heartfelt apologies (usually followed by reassurances that they "loved it," possibly meant as much as my apology) with a, bitter, lingering aftertaste to get more and better control.

The toothmarks, hickies, and various toolmarks acquired from the use of implements ranging from flails, floggers, paddles, crops all the way down to wire whisks... Those were intentional. For me, anyway, as I spent long enough with my late wife to understand she really didn't have any control over when she sank her teeth into my shoulder mid-scream. And thus those marks meant a little more to me. As long as I could see them, or they would mention them over the days until they faded completely and, sometimes, even after.

But, my favorite was my old quill and those words etched in her skin (whichever "her" we might be discussing) for a long, long time.

Until...

One fine day when we'd been married for about seven years, my late wife (as well as slave, babygirl, submissive, smart-assed masochist, best friend, et. al.) of two and a half decades and a friend of hers decided they'd always wanted tattoos.

Now, she'd never once mentioned this to me and I was not present when this coffee with kahlua decision was reached during a weekend brunch. So, I was surprised to say the least, when she pulled aside her blouse to show a bandage about the size of my palm high up on her left breast.

Once I saw the symbol she'd chosen to engrave my permanent ownership in her flesh, I was so touched I moderated her punishment for a) holding back a desire from me and b) vandalizing my property that I'd trusted her with custodianship in my absence without clearing it with me first.

Since her death three years ago, I've often wished that I'd captured a picture of her commitment to my ownership of her body, heart, mind, and soul. But, sadly, for a variety of reasons, we never did. Perhaps because of newfound respect for the commitment she felt to me as I've watched others in the intervening months who claimed to be mine momentarily tear my collar, which I view as a commitment roughly equivalent to a wedding band, from their body in a fit of pique and throw it in the mud.

On the other hand, I'm just as glad that there is not one I've just as gladly forgotten after their inconstancy floating around out there wearing my permanent mark in their flesh to be regretted and reviled and defaced with their latest flavor of candy's cum. And I find it difficult to imagine that I would ever consent to another marking herself so indelibly without quite a demonstration of her loyalty and constancy spanning years prior.
 
Permanent markings, for any reason, are a hard limit for me.

As for the rest, my limit is that they can't be seen when I am wearing clothes. Love, love love when he leaves bruises. When I accidentally get a glimpse of one it immediately reminds me of him.
 
So far I have not been permanently marked. I've had people want to brand or tatto me, but I have resisted. I'm fine withremovable marking or writing on me with removable things. Branding, I don't think so. I have worn a collar quite a bit, but don't really consider that marking.
 
Markings such as tattoos and branding are out. Permanent marks are out, temporary marks are allowed.
As far as ownership, you could say that She showed that by putting sissy in permanent chastity.
 
So, what's your stance on marks or being marked - hot or not?

Starting with removable markings like pens, permanent markers or lipstick over to semi-permanent like hickeys, bruises and bite marks or permanent like tattoos or brandings.

Where do you draw the line or what are the requirements for each category?
Tattoos are a no, but then I don't have any and don't plan on ever getting one, branding or no branding.

Bruises and bite marks... Absolutely love them, but they have to be in not obvious places. A scratch from a collar, a bruise from a crop, these are great reminders that last for a week, I love seeing them in a mirror or even just thinking that I can see them in a mirror any time I want to.

Temporary markings as writings, these I have double standards for. During actual play -- anything goes, but no pictutes. The words themselves don't matter much at that point, but the feeling of Him wtiting on my skin is heaven.

If it is a long distance and I have to take a picture of myself with the writing done also by me, then sometimes I like it, most times I am rather indifferent, and on occasion I hate it. The last one usually happens a day later, when the "I'll do anything to make Him happy" mood is gone.

I think I would be much happier with this scenario if we were using one of those sites where everything disappears in an hour. The only problem is that I would have to actually believe that it disappeared, and that could be a problem.
 
Shiver down my back..

So, what's your stance on marks or being marked - hot or not?

Starting with removable markings like pens, permanent markers or lipstick over to semi-permanent like hickeys, bruises and bite marks or permanent like tattoos or brandings.

Where do you draw the line or what are the requirements for each category?

I have 3 tattoos, my first was a four leaf clover with the guy I was seriously datings initials hidden in it. My husband knows all about it.. The other two are completely mine.. the Chinese symbol for beauty just above my vagina. I also have a blue ribbon on my back shoulder..

I would have never thought about branding until I read about it.

Someone said they enjoyed the feeling of the marker as their lover wrote on their body. I agree... something about the feeling, the smell of the ink, and the wondering. All of it gives me a rush..

I’m not a fan of scratches but they happen, and in the moment can be exhilarating. Seeing them before a shower, or bumping into some and feeling the slight sting can take you back to that moment and it’s both a rush, and a reason to get back to that person.. it’s also a rush to see the fading red mark of a handprint from an over aggressive spank..

Hickeys always remind me of high school, and as I get older are exciting to receive, just know if you give me one expect one in the exact same spot.. if I had one in a noticeable spot, at my age people would think it’s anything but.

Conversely it’s also exciting to see my own work on someone special.
 
So, what's your stance on marks or being marked - hot or not?

Starting with removable markings like pens, permanent markers or lipstick over to semi-permanent like hickeys, bruises and bite marks or permanent like tattoos or brandings.

Where do you draw the line or what are the requirements for each category?

I’m sporting a few marks right now (all inconspicuous except for the unintended hickey on my neck). We had a very good time Weds night and when I saw the marks the next morning, it sent wonderful jolts throughout my body. (The neck mark did prompt a snapchat photo with a playful admonition, but I wasn’t upset. Just had to style my hair with the mark in mind.)

I love the reminders. I don’t believe I would be down for a permanent mark, though. Two previous partners have wanted to do that, and I am really glad I didn’t do it.
 
Branding is most likely a hard limit for me because of it being a burn.

I'm not opposed to a tattoo but it better be meaningful and something I would like. I've played around with henna a little and usually I want to change it before it fades away so I'm not sure a tattoo is a good idea for me.

As far as marks that aren't permanent, sometimes I like them and sometimes I don't. They can be a great reminder of a good experience. I prefer for them to not be visible when clothed. As far as why I don't like them sometimes, I don't really know. I'm just a moody bitch I guess.
 
Temporary marks are fun.

I like being peed on, cum on as a way to be marked.

In my early bdsm days, I was over the moon about being permanently marked. Thinking about being branded would definitely get me going.

A former dominant, who I'm still friends with, got married and branded his wife. Each documented their side of process on another site, which was interesting. It looked awful. They divorced. She had a tattoo put over the brand, which she said was more painful than being branded.

Now I'm not so over the moon about it.

I wanted a tattoo with Mr. cookie. Something to remember. I wanted him to know I'd remember. The thing is, I remember without the tattoo. Not sure if I'd get one going forward?

I'm not sure if this is in the being marked category but I always wanted rings in my labia so he could lock it up. We never took that leap, although I got clit hood pierced.
 
Much will depend on the relationship with partners. While branding and tattoo's are permanent and difficult to alter if a relationship changes, there are options, temporary tattoo's being one. Modern temporary tattoo's can last 4-6 weeks and provide that marking, especially when associated with play, that a couple desire. They are great and the person being marked has the comfort of knowing that ultimately it will be gone.

I like appropriate piercings. Done correctly, these are personal to the partners, and they too once removed leave minimal visible evidence.

I am not so much a fan of using marking pens. If you use the incorrect pen, and I have seen this, the writing can take a long time to fade and disappear, even when using turps or other product to remove the ink, if possible. This is where temporary tattoo's are I believe much better.
 
My mental state is shaky at best ... but I want someone to mark me this way. It’s permanent, it doesn’t go away. There’s no taking it off. I guess with that, I have to be sure. It never goes away because it’s burned into layers. To be that sure I would need the security and the word of the one that wants it.


And the other part of me says, “I’ll endure this and do it, but how will you make that worth it for me?”

I wonder how that feels.
 
The strength of the relationship, the partnership, relies on trust and confidence in your partner. In my view, this is paramount in a D/s dynamic.

That knowledge you can rely on that partner, not to abuse that trust and confidence where you are safe and secure. That provides the comfort to explore the boundaries together, in an environment you know your psychological and physical health will not be compromised.
 
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I read something about that.

I hope you double-checked the translation. :cool:

Yep I double checked, but it was three years after the face... maybe I need to find a nice Chinese man to double check it..
 
Another temporary form of marking, is to have her nipples erect, you may like to use a pump, so they are extended and then have botox used on the nipple. The effect is the nipple stays erect and will remain like that until the botox wears off, 4-6 weeks. It slowly degrades over the weeks. You don't use much botox to get the effect.

You might consider that a temporary marking.
 
Another temporary form of marking, is to have her nipples erect, you may like to use a pump, so they are extended and then have botox used on the nipple. The effect is the nipple stays erect and will remain like that until the botox wears off, 4-6 weeks. It slowly degrades over the weeks. You don't use much botox to get the effect.

You might consider that a temporary marking.

That's an interesting take. Would be cool. So much potential to go very wrong, though.
 
That's an interesting take. Would be cool. So much potential to go very wrong, though.

I had my then partner raise it with her doctor, who happened to be mine as well [the Dr that is], and had a side gig doing botox. The Dr agreed, yes, that would be the effect, and so we had it done by a medical professional. It lasted for about 5 weeks. Slowly lost effect quite quickly toward the end of that time.

Her take was the initial needle prick was like anywhere else, initial slight discomfort, but not too much. A minimal amount of botox was used in the first round. Other times we had it done, slightly more, provided a more lingering effect through to 6-7 weeks.

We pumped the nipples to get more thickness and extension. She would then wear clothing, depending on where she was in public that was suitable for an occasion.
 
So, what's your stance on marks or being marked - hot or not?

Starting with removable markings like pens, permanent markers or lipstick over to semi-permanent like hickeys, bruises and bite marks or permanent like tattoos or brandings.

Where do you draw the line or what are the requirements for each category?

All unequivocally hot for me.

Though been some time since we’ve played with pens this is probably a good reminder for me to mention throwing that in somewhere (have some tit torture lined up for this weekend, could be a fun addition...)

I love being bruised. I like getting them, touching them, poking them, watching them heal. I have ‘Dutch’ skin as my grandmother used to call it and I bruise like a peach. I also quite like others reactions to ugly bruising - slipped over and landed on the side of my elbow a couple months back and sported a beautiful yet horrific bruise for over a week, in which I made sure to wear tees whenever the weather was appropriate. So many eyes darted towards it and then away in self consciousness during that time, yet only one person had the balls to enquire about it. Both variants of reaction did something for me, so I think I may be a bit fucked in this regard.

Permanent marking are a yes from me. We’ve discussed it and while tattoos are nice and all the sheer extent of tattooed people where we live renders the emotional impact of getting one done kinda moot for me. Also not a fan of having to involve someone else in the process. Not really the experience either of us would be looking for.

Branding however has been a fascination for me ever since my mother gave me this book of saints as a child. All the illustrations were paintings, and one was of Saint Agatha being held down by a number of men, one wielding a heated brand. I looked at that picture a lot, imagining how I might feel in her place and the events leading up to and after the implied branding (conveniently disregarding the actual story about her as that ended in her breasts being cut off). My mother was delighted at my attachment to this book, which she regarded as a sign of my piousness. The peverseness of the entire situation still amuses me!

Luckily, it turns out the other half shares this interest. He likes the idea of an irremovable mark of ownership, and especially likes the idea of being the one to put it there and pain I’d have to endure for him in the process. Would like his initials, which seems appropriate, though he isn’t sure where would please him most. I quite like the space between my left hip bone and pubis but I’m about 98% sure he’d pick my ass. All this is just talk at a conceptual level for now - there’s a lot of other places to go before we get to where both us of are ready to perform an act like this. But it gives me comfort knowing that it’s on the cards for us, even if it’s the one at the bottom of the deck. An experience that searing is worth waiting for.
 
Luckily, it turns out the other half shares this interest. He likes the idea of an irremovable mark of ownership, and especially likes the idea of being the one to put it there and pain I’d have to endure for him in the process. Would like his initials, which seems appropriate, though he isn’t sure where would please him most. I quite like the space between my left hip bone and pubis but I’m about 98% sure he’d pick my ass. All this is just talk at a conceptual level for now - there’s a lot of other places to go before we get to where both us of are ready to perform an act like this. But it gives me comfort knowing that it’s on the cards for us, even if it’s the one at the bottom of the deck. An experience that searing is worth waiting for.

The location of the mark, permanent or not, is another interesting conversation.

The thought of having a brand on my ass feels delightfully humiliating and cattle-like, which is a big plus. But at the same time it would be lovely to have the mark somewhere where I could see it as well.
 
We’ve just started toying with the idea of embarrassing tan lines (one piece swimsuit or panties on a male). It’s been mostly fantasy so far but I did get a little pink once last year.
 
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