kyraofMists
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I look back on my life and realize that I have had a high pain tolerance. I can remember breaking my left arm right at the shoulder when I was 9 or 10. There was no pain; all I felt was the shock of something horribly wrong, but it was not pain. My parents almost didn’t take me to the doctor because I wasn’t in pain. The only thing that convinced them to was the fact that I couldn’t move it. My parents tell the stories of me as a baby and young child with massive ear infections and I did not exhibit any signs of pain. The doctors were amazed that I wasn’t screaming my head off in pain. After four years of chronic infections, the most discomfort I ever exhibited was saying that loud noises “scared my ears”. It made them uncomfortable but didn’t hurt. I didn’t associate pain with sexual pleasure until about 6 years ago. One afternoon, someone I was involved with came into the apartment grabbed me and slammed me up against the wall. There was an immediate shock of pain followed by a rush of sexual arousal. He was immediately contrite because he didn’t mean to hurt me, then the realization of “Oh, that turned you on.” Since that day, the thought of pain and sex was growing in the back of my mind. About a year and a half ago, I decided that I wanted to explore that idea. That is when I met my Lord and he is someone who is willing to take me to the edge of my endurance and he gets off on it as much as I do. My sexuality is something that I am only capable of sharing with those that I am in a significant relationship with, and the enjoyment of pain is something that is tied to my sexuality. I can sit in the dentist chair and tolerate the pain of dental work, but if my Lord caused the same kind of pain I would become sexually aroused from it. The ability to tolerate it is the same, but the sexual arousal only comes when someone that I care about causes the pain. There are certain types of sensations that others would call painful and to me they are just really intense but not pain. There are other types of sensations that are painful and I hate them. With those, I get off on my ability to endure whatever he throws at me. I take the sensations and they feed my power and tear down my walls. The sensations open me up and I become more vulnerable, emotional and aggressive. Pain allows me an outlet to freely express emotions that I generally have ruthless control over. The calm unemotional girl becomes a volatile, emotional being. This is not something that I can share with just anyone. I become too primal and it comes too close to the core of me to trust this with most people. Knight's kyra
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"Passion... it lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting, and though unbidden, it will stir, open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us, guides us... passion rules us all. And we obey..." ~Angelus
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