Dennis Hopper, completely depraved, in Blue Velvet.  Need I say more?

My girlfriend S. was on an amazing first date last night. He was hot, he was employed, and the night looked as if it was headed for some first-date-fuckery.

While having after-dinner drinks at the Chateau, he leaned in and whispered “What are you into?” She assumed he meant sex and not tennis or hiking or some hobby shit like that so my somewhat sexually conservative friend answered, “You know, the usual stuff, but I’m open. What are you into?”

“A little light kink,” he said. “Oh really? Like what?”

“Fisting.”

S. didn’t stick around to find out whether he meant he wanted to be the fister or the fistee, but as she told me her heartbroken hungover story I had to wonder, is fisting really considered “light kink?”

I’m all for some spankings, some handcuffs and some nipple clamps if we want to talk about lighter fare, but when an entire fist is up your butt, I’d say that’s about as light as Kelly Clarkson after a breakup.

What’s your definition of light vs. heavy kink? And is a fister a deal-breaker?