I have discovered my kink...well, not so much discovered as confirmed my suspicions.
Last weekend I was away in Charlotte, NC attending a BDSM conference (LeatherFET). It was a wonderful experience for me. Very eye opening and informative. I wish I'd been able to attend the classes... not that I couldn't, I simply didn't. But that tends to be my habit, I go to a conference the first time to get a feel for what it's like, and the second time I actually get learning accomplished.
The people were wonderful and willing to answer questions. The vendors had some awesome items for sale. It was a toss up for me whether it was Dr. Clockworks the violet wand seller or the guys from Mayhem for Men with their cool corsets that interested me most.
As for my kink, I learned just how much I like the whip. Being used on me that is, not me using it. I'm way too much of a spaz to ever wield a whip safely. I missed the class on bullwhips (which I could kick myself for) but it was fascinating to watch the gentlemen who was handling the whips work. I didn't get the courage up to try it until another person I knew did it. But once I did...oh, my, I really didn't want it to stop.
I guess you could say I'm a bit of a masochist, but I now fully understand how my character, Vance, uses the pain to focus his emotions. I've always known I had a high threshold for pain, but it wasn't until I was on the St. Andrews Cross that I realized I could actually enjoy it.
Even better...I have an entire scene floating around in my head. Just have to find the right book to put it in.