Im not very comfortable with crying, or rather him seeing me cry when he is hurting me in bdsm, i will try to if possible shield my face, of course he loves to see my tears, it turns him on more, it inspires and satisfies him.
However i dont cry that often, im mostly a giggler, he can be giving me a severe caning and i will giggle, it seems to start with a lot of "ouches" then the giggles and then quiet once i hit subspace, the only sound being the cane connecting with my bottom.
I think engaging in bdsm or how it is for us is about enjoyment, for sure there are times that i dont so much, but more often than not its fun, and my laughter isnt seen as disrespectful or pushing his buttons...if he didnt want me laughing he could certainly put a stop to it.
Likewise during bdsm is the only time that i can get away with calling him horrible names..i can be quite vocal when we 'play', he isnt fazed by it, even when im telling him how much i hate him, it just spurs him on and i love it.
I enjoy being tied-up, tormented and taunted, i love being vunerable, completely at his mercy, im really not so great at holding positions and on the times he doesnt restrain me im constantly jumping up or/and moving away, and often at these times he will threaten worse if i dont comply..and i grin..im not sure i want worse but i do want to be tied up.
Bondage is a big favourite of mine, i love being suspended by my wrists to just on my tip toes, it gives him access to every part of me, the whip snakes around my skin, the tip biting in always elicits a whimper. I dance at every stroke, whether it be whip, cane or flogger and when i can get past the pain i fly, the welts, cuts, blood, my tears are not unwelcome, they are not to be feared, he covets them all.....and its beautiful...its to be embraced this 'dance' between us.