pinkwind
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Saw this thread and i was going to answer with the stock answer, the all encompassing deep rooted feeling i get from a damn good flogging with something heavy, But then no matter how hard i am hit in some ways it isn't pain, just intensity of sensation, if that makes any sense.
i live with pain as the background to my life, and have a drugs cabinet to prove it and also to help alleviate it, so pain is a weird sensation to put into words for me...might just be right not to try but hey! The hard part is choosing a favourite from many differing sources that bring about subtly different kinds of pain, or intense sensation, all of which i like, some at the time, some a while later, and a few after quite a time.
Yes, i like the instantaneous kinds of pain, from a violet wand, the placing and removal of clamps, the fall of a crop so hard there is the impression of the stitching left in the mark, the drop of molten wax from close quarters, but even here there are a range of intensities that each can and has been called favourite. Some things that i was expecting to cause pain, like the slicing of blade into flesh wasn't painful to me although i love the sensation, and i know people who find it instantly painful, go figure!
We have a cane like implement that looks like a whisk, thinnish filaments bound together, that can produce the most exquisite pain that goes straight through to the core of me, and at times is just plain glorious, not only for the pain, but the warmth of afterglow as i watch bruises develop before my eyes. Played over tight bound purple tits it is almost electric in feel, as is a wartenberg wheel for that matter!
And then there was a time when we got out the peg bag, made wells with them around each tit, looked like a mounded moat around a fortress of a nipple on a hill, a pair of them! It took Master Andy about an hour and a half to fill each of the wells with so much dripped wax that when they were cooled i had two inch thick roundish moulds of my nipples and their areolas. Spot the deliberate mistake yet?
The pegs had been on so long that poor Andy was more worried than i was about their removal, that was until the first one came off, and then all hell broke loose. For however short a time it actually took him to remove the bloody things all i could feel was the most excruciating pain that literally seared through my mind rather than body, and had me sobbing uncontrollably. At the time it was the worst most unpleasant pain i have felt at his hands, but now, with hindsight it was wonderful, but neither of us is eager to repeat it because it went beyond what was supposed to be safe, wasn't intentional on his part, and because it was a one off could never be replicated with any kind of pleasurable intent, if you understand.
So i have to go back to flogging, my love of the intensity of the almighty thump, my displeasure at the stingy, cutting sensations from others in the range of nasty floggers we possess that i endure to get the thump from my loved ones, not as my favourite form of pain, but my most beloved method of giving me intense sensation.
Pain is something else.
Sorry if this confuses, you know where i am if you need to talk about it my dear!!!
Edited to apologise to metalmiss, this post was meant as a reply to her OP, rather than OmegaG, sorry for the mistake, it's 3am, in my defence!
< Message edited by pinkwind -- 4/13/2008 5:56:08 PM >
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RE: A Question of Pain.. - 
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this girl does not like to make love. rofl Or others idea of making love and mine is not the same.
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