Pleasurable Pain

Pleasurable Pain

black and white woman dark model
Photo by Bianca Salgado on Pexels.com


I have to enjoy, I’m really enjoying having a daily topic to think and write about. So here comes the next 30 days of d/s:
How Do You Feel About Pain?

As a submissive, would you consent to a painful spanking as punishment? Does the idea of it turn you on or off?

I’m not a masochist. I could never be with someone who’s a sadist. Both of us wouldn’t be happy and fulfilled. Knowing things like that about oneself is good.
Now, while I’m not a masochist, I do consent to a certain amount of pain.

Pain as a punishment is how I prefer my punishments. I’m really not a fan of corner time and things like that. Like really, really not. But a spanking or some other kind of impact play is very much ok with me.
Of course there sometimes are rules I break that need a different kind of punishment, but those are for immediate correction. Whereas spankings are something I get when we finally get to be together and I can work off my points.

Accepting pain as punishment and accepting pain are two very different things.
Last time we were together I had about 180 points. That is how many he used his hand or another implement on me. (Minus one) I know the number of hits I will receive and count them and know when they’re almost over and done with. I can’t say whether the pain he causes when punishing me is greater than when it’s during other times, because I’m so focused on the number and the fact that once it’s over, all is back to normal. I can see how I could be able to take more in situations like that.

Pain within play or at some other moment is different. I am much more aware of the pain and am more likely to use my safeword. But I have noticed something interesting while we were in France.
He was spanking me and it was getting rather intense. I had started thinking about using my safeword. Thoughts were going through my head and I was trying to figure out how much more I could take.

Every now and then I heard him remind me to breath. Apparently I stop breathing when experiencing pain. I’m not sure why and I know I can’t be the only person to do so, but it is like a way of coping with it. Let me tell you, it doesn’t make the pain less painful.
he told me to breath and that was what I did. I consciously concentrated on breathing in and breathing out. And as much as the not breathing doesn’t help, as much the breathing actually does. I still could feel the impact and the sting, but suddenly it was all very different. My breathing aligned with the hits or the other way around and it became enjoyable.
So much so that at one point I asked for more and harder.

I consent to pain, I enjoy pain. Not all of the time and there are moments when even something that isn’t too painful on a normal day, is too much. Just as he doesn’t always feel like hurting me, whenever the touches me. It’s really about the time and the place and the mindset.

Learn more about the 30 Days of D/S at LovingBdsm

See more posts for TheBlogdaysOfSummer:

More Love in August:

2 Comments

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.

%d bloggers like this: