My Limit

I am physically strong but emotionally sensitive. I do not consent to being intentionally abandoned, discarded, or emotionally neglected.

Connection means a great deal to me. I need to know that the people I trust will not intentionally make me feel forgotten, disposable, or unwanted.

I do not consent to intentional alterations to my body or appearance. This includes things such as piercings, hair cutting or shaving, broken bones, and any other lasting or significant physical changes.

I value my body. Any changes to my appearance or body should always be my own choice.

I do not consent to slavery dynamics or relationships where I give up my autonomy or sense of self. I do not consent to absolute ownership.

I can surrender deeply, but I still want to remain myself. My submission is meaningful because it is freely given, not because I have ceased to be my own person.

I am not a roleplayer, and I do not enjoy made-up punishments or invented reasons to justify hurting me.

To me, punishment should be about correcting behaviour, reinforcing agreed rules, or addressing a genuine breach of trust or expectations.

I value authenticity. If someone wants to hurt me as part of a consensual dynamic, I would rather they be honest about that than pretend I have done something wrong. I do not need an invented justification to make it meaningful.

Tasers, cattle prods, and other forms of extreme shock play.

I had a negative experience with electrical play in the past. I need a great deal of care and patience to rebuild the trust and confidence I once had with it.

I would like to explore it again one day, but only in a safe environment, with someone I trust, and entirely at my own pace. Never with careless hands.

The curiosity is still there, but rebuilding confidence is more important than rushing.

Masks trigger a strong fight-or-flight response for me and can be genuinely frightening.

Part of that comes from traumatic experiences I have had with masked men in the past.

Because of those experiences, masks evoke a level of fear that feels instinctive rather than playful.

That fear could make them a powerful tool in the right CNC context or serve as an effective entry point into fear play. At the same time, it is not something I would explore lightly. It would require significant trust , careful negotiation, and someone who understands how to create fear safely without causing harm.

The fear is real, which is exactly why it deserves to be approached with care. If I ever choose to explore it, it will be because I feel safe enough to do so, not because I have been pushed into it.

I am comfortable with self-administered needles, including self-injections and other forms of self-directed needle play, as part of my own journey to overcome trauma and PTSD responses.

I am not actively looking to explore needle play with others.

If I ever choose to explore it with another person, it will only be because trust has been built slowly, intentionally, and over time.

I enjoy some forms of verbal degradation, but not others. Context matters to me.

Sexual slurs, or reminders of who I am, why I am in a situation, what led me there, what I need, or what I crave, can be deeply meaningful in the right dynamic. They can evoke powerful feelings of vulnerability, helplessness, exposure, and surrender. After all... I am a damsel. 🩷

What I do not enjoy are insults that make me feel bullied, worthless, unattractive, or personally devalued. For some people, those words may enhance a dynamic. For me, they do not.

The difference is not always the words themselves, but the intention behind them and how they make me feel.

I enjoy words that reinforce the dynamic, highlight my vulnerability, or draw attention to truths about myself that I have willingly shared. I do not enjoy words that make me feel mocked, belittled, or genuinely lesser as a person.

The words should deepen the dynamic, not leave me feeling genuinely diminished as a person.