Quirky Limits

session9 said:
My s.o. is completely submissive to me and I have pushed (and I think extended) her pain threshold beyond anything that I would be able to take.(But then again, I'm not a masochist)
When I think of everything I've put her through, she still has 1 unmovable hard limit which I find really strange and quirky (considering how edgy we can be)...

I cannot for love, money, whips or chains get her to consent to wearing a hood.

Just for fun and interest's sake, I'd like to hear if there are any other 'quirky' limits that any of you have or have come across.

I don't think hoods are a quirky limit.
But then again those and blindfolds/masks are the hardest limits I have lol.

I can't go to masked balls or see people in the street with a mask on. I get paralysed with fear. It has only been since I was an adult and I have no idea why. Is that quirky? No, of course not!
 
Hoods No. Breathing is not fun while in a hood. Blindfold yes. I actually like being blindfolded when being caned, flogged, spanked, or being teased.
 
tickling. I will hurt you. Not intentionally it will just happen.

Sir tried to tickle me last weekend..... I broke the loose from my bondage. It was ugly.
 
It's not a limit for me (I don't list limits) but tickling will cause me a pretty intense panic attack. Luckily Ma'am is not a fan of tickling, giving nor receiving.
 
shy slave said:
So, in truth, we are probably both quirky jerks then lol

Yeah, but I sorta dig that. I like quirky people, and some of my best friends are jerks. I wonder what that says about me? Oh yeah, that I'm a jerk.

We'd get along fine =P

I'll even admit to one of my, ahem, rational limits. No touching of the crook of the arm. The inside of my elbows are OFF LIMITS. And it is perfectly rational, I just don't have time right now to explain why. *nods*
 
Homburg said:
Yeah, but I sorta dig that. I like quirky people, and some of my best friends are jerks. I wonder what that says about me? Oh yeah, that I'm a jerk.

We'd get along fine =P

I'll even admit to one of my, ahem, rational limits. No touching of the crook of the arm. The inside of my elbows are OFF LIMITS. And it is perfectly rational, I just don't have time right now to explain why. *nods*

Yep, thats rational, completely rational. No problem with that at all

We would get along fine.

If only I did the poly thing and there wasn't this huge ocean between us, it would be perfect lol
 
shy slave said:
Yep, thats rational, completely rational. No problem with that at all

We would get along fine.

If only I did the poly thing and there wasn't this huge ocean between us, it would be perfect lol

Hmm, I usually say that no problem can be solved without creative application of violence and or duct tape, but thay whole ocean thing is a bit difficult.
 
Homburg said:
Hmm, I usually say that no problem can be solved without creative application of violence and or duct tape, but thay whole ocean thing is a bit difficult.


*Ponders the application of duct tape on the ocean*

As much as watersports as a certain appeal, I am not sure attempting to walk on duct tape over an ocean is quite what that term means, then again; what do I know :confused:
 
shy slave said:
*Ponders the application of duct tape on the ocean*

As much as watersports as a certain appeal, I am not sure attempting to walk on duct tape over an ocean is quite what that term means, then again; what do I know :confused:

*Furiously drawing up plans for a duct-tape ocean liner*
 
I have the most amazing hood and H is the only one I can put in it other than me. I can slip it onto my head and go the the happy place. I'd nap with it on, but it only has one breathing grommet and I don't want to be a news byline.

It has padded pockets for headphones. I had an interest in hypno for some time, and this seemed like the ultimate experience.

I'm oddly fearless about sens dep - I can totally respect people who freak the hell out.
 
My hard limit is attempting to startle me or frighten me suddenly. I have no sense of humor about this. I had elder brothers that did this to me all the time and it's fairly inextricably tied to and associated with awful times.

I'm no fun. You can scare me slowly and I'm fine with it, surprise me and I'll likely attempt to kill you (or succeed, I'm quick), then never wish to see you again.
 
Netzach said:
I have the most amazing hood and H is the only one I can put in it other than me. I can slip it onto my head and go the the happy place. I'd nap with it on, but it only has one breathing grommet and I don't want to be a news byline.

It has padded pockets for headphones. I had an interest in hypno for some time, and this seemed like the ultimate experience.

I'm oddly fearless about sens dep - I can totally respect people who freak the hell out.


Padded pockets for headphones? What a great idea. I might have to add those to mine. Sensory deprivation is one of those things that scares the hell out of me, yet thrills me too.


I just remembered one other very hard (perhaps quirky limit) My husband is from Boston and he is very open to let me do what I want, but absolutely under no circumstance am I to ever have sex or enter into a relationship with a NY Yankee fan. :)
 
ecstaticsub said:
Padded pockets for headphones? What a great idea. I might have to add those to mine. Sensory deprivation is one of those things that scares the hell out of me, yet thrills me too.


I just remembered one other very hard (perhaps quirky limit) My husband is from Boston and he is very open to let me do what I want, but absolutely under no circumstance am I to ever have sex or enter into a relationship with a NY Yankee fan. :)

I would have a problem with someone who likes Manhattan clam chowder. It's not a hard limit, but it's iffy.
 
Recidiva said:
I would have a problem with someone who likes Manhattan clam chowder. It's not a hard limit, but it's iffy.

Hmmmm...as long as he didn't make me eat it or swear that it was better than New England clam chowder then I might be ok..

...Damn, now I have this craving for whole belly clams...mmmmmm
 
ecstaticsub said:
Hmmmm...as long as he didn't make me eat it or swear that it was better than New England clam chowder then I might be ok..

...Damn, now I have this craving for whole belly clams...mmmmmm

Definitely a hard limit. I'd die first.

The call of the Quahog is imperative.
 
I'll jump on the no tickling bandwagon. It brings instant anger. There is a part of me that wishes I could enjoy it in a playful way but it just makes me want to hit whoever is dishing out the tickling.
 
CutieMouse said:
My number one, huge, ginormous, really-good-way-to-cause-serious-emotional-damage-and-risk-me-walking-away-forever limit, is silence/ignoring me. I don't do silence as a tool; a punishment; a mind-fuck. I will walk away [from the relationship]. I might struggle with walking away, I might stay longer than I should before making the very difficult decision to walk, but I will walk - regardless of chemistry, money, great sex, etc.

I don't know that I would call that quirky. My elbow issue is quirky. That seems reasonable.
 
CutieMouse said:
It seems quirky to me. I keep thinking that in some alternate universe, as a grown woman, I should be able to deal with someone getting too busy with life and dropping off the planet for a few days to a week, but I just. can't. It unleashes bad things in my head, and I end up being a very much not nice person.

Does it affect you that way if you are given advance notice? If it does, yeah, quirky. If it doesn't, nah, not in my opinion. If am in a relationship with someone, regular contact is a given. If contact from them fails for a while, I get widgey too.

I just don't find this quirky, or even something that a "grown woman" should feel poorly about herself for having trouble with. I would say that it is common. The only difference between you and the rest is that you have the strength and emotional werewithal to remove yourself from a situation in which a pattern of emotional neglect becomes obvious.

Then again, it could just be that our quirks are on the same frequency, and thus yours seems normal to me. *shrug*
 
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CutieMouse said:
My number one, huge, ginormous, really-good-way-to-cause-serious-emotional-damage-and-risk-me-walking-away-forever limit, is silence/ignoring me. I don't do silence as a tool; a punishment; a mind-fuck. I will walk away [from the relationship]. I might struggle with walking away, I might stay longer than I should before making the very difficult decision to walk, but I will walk - regardless of chemistry, money, great sex, etc.


Cutie...we share a brain on this one. Silence/ignoring me is the quickest way to end a relationship with me.

i don't think that's quirky. Getting the silent treatment and feeling invisible....HURTS...and not in the "Yes, Sir..may i please have another kinda way" either... i am not an emotional pain slut...not in the least.
 
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