Is competing in a triathlon painful? Fucking yes! Do people do it voluntarily? Absolutely, and proud of it. For all those who do it only for the personal challenge, are they disappointed when they finish, knowing that their body could have given more? Totally.

So pain by itself, is neither good nor bad. It comes with what you’re trying to accomplish, with pushing yourself to achieve something beyond the comfortable. To experience the ecstasy that is triggered by pushing through the pain.

Sex, at least for me, is the same. Yes, I love a good fuck, cuddling, all that’s great and makes up most of my sex life. Sure, I throw in a kink or two, but pain is normally not something I look for.

And then there are the times, where pain takes center-stage.

I want it to be fucking painful. When I do, more often than not, I’m testing my own limits, by myself, or with a trusted partner. To be honest, I am more likely to use pain when I masturbate. It’s hot, fucking awesome hot!

All I need is some rope, a blindfold, nipple clamps, and a vibrator. Just looking at the nipple clamps gives me shivers. The ones I like are screw-adjustable, I can make them as tight as I like; start out slow, and then see how much I can take. They also work best with nipple piercings. They go behind the piercing, not on top, and with the piercing in, there is zero-chance of them coming off until I come.

To really experience pain that is so fucking amazing it almost triggers an orgasm by itself, I need some stimulation. Not much, but enough to get me over the next level and ultimately climax. I want to be dominated by the pain. Turning the pain into a sense of panic where I lose control and need to come or fear that I might have over do it with the nipple clamps. I want the feeling of being tied down. The tighter the better.

Fear, pain, isolation, and stimulation. The rest is in my mind. The blindfold focuses everything on my pussy and my pain. I own the pain, I do it to myself. The closer I get, the more pain I want. Of course, I could free myself, but my mind is now set on a track where that is no longer an option. If my neighbor walked in, I wouldn’t notice.

The greater the pain, the more it becomes removed from my body. The adrenaline kicks in and pain is just a sea of physical stimulation that is no longer limited to a single place.

One more turn of the nipple clamps.

As careful as I was during the preparation, now the care for my body has gone away. I want to come, I need to come. The amount of pain is completely irrelevant, it’s actually no longer pain. It’s pushing the physical limits of my body, and the mental boundaries of my mind. There is nothing but an unstoppable urge to climax and a complete loss of will to fight against the pain.

I forget there are nipple clamps biting down on me. My mind has become one with my pussy. Like an out-of-body experience, the vibrator is the conductor, finding the right spot, moving around. I want it to last, and I want it to stay with me. Just on the edge of coming.

One more turn on the clamps, my fingers aren’t strong enough to turn them any further.

My mind goes blank, my pussy is all that I can feel. There is no pain, just pleasure in its purest form. All other senses have shut down. I don’t even know if I’m awake, nothing enters my consciousness.

I know that the orgasm is going to be fucking awesome. Like the finish line that I’ve worked towards, blocking every part of my body that wants to give up. Now it’s time to push myself over the top.

Just a little more stimulation and my body will succumb to my pussy’s urge to explode. My inner thighs tingle, begin to shake like my pussy has take over my body. The tingle grows and feels like an orgasm, but it’s only the prelude. It crawls up toward my pussy, slowly, unstoppable. My clit has become by mind, waiting to be overpowered by an avalanche of sensations.

And then it comes. The point where everything happens by itself. No vibrator needed, hands fall by the side, my body is limb, except the inferno inside my cunt. It feels so fucking good, there is no energy left in me. The vibrator drops to the floor, my entire body relaxes, only my pussy exists. And my mind experiences a fucking awesome orgasm that’s unlike any other.

Fucking painful, fucking awesome.

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