I overheard a conversation at an event where someone talked about their love of paddling. She said, “My hard limit is death. I love to spanked” (I believe she was mainly referring to being paddled/spanked with objects other than the hand). She gushed about once being paddled so hard that she fainted.

Granted, I can see how being pushed to the point of fainting is risky. And I apologize if it sounds like I’m glamorizing her limits.

I just found it fascinating. I don’t think she was trying to sound interesting. She genuinely sounded passionate and she really meant it.

But I want to ask: those of you who enjoy spanking and have “extreme” limits, can you please talk about the euphoria of being pushed to your limit? What’s going on in your mind? What are you feeling physically? Emotionally?