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Quoted for truthiness, and because it made me grin.To keep me in line? No. I don't need to be slapped around to know my place.
Because I get goosebumps all over my whole body at the display of power of me when he does it? Yes.
One of the greatest moments ever was when he slapped me hard enough to make me see stars and make my head snap back. My hands were bound behind my back, and I was standing in front of him. My knees got weak; I almost fell on my ass. He grinned his little sarcastic smile and said, "I'm the only man in the world who can get away with that."
THAT is why we do it.
To keep me in line? No. I don't need to be slapped around to know my place.
Because I get goosebumps all over my whole body at the display of power of me when he does it? Yes.
One of the greatest moments ever was when he slapped me hard enough to make me see stars and make my head snap back. My hands were bound behind my back, and I was standing in front of him. My knees got weak; I almost fell on my ass. He grinned his little sarcastic smile and said, "I'm the only man in the world who can get away with that."
THAT is why we do it.
Master has quite a thing for slapping my face, with his hand and sometimes with his cock. It's not so much to keep me in place as to get my full attention and prevent me from zoning out into subspace. It's a light rebuke that tells me if I have misinterpreted an instruction or failed in my service in some minor fashion. Being slapped with his cock is also a rush because it feels so humiliating and derogatory.
The slap is always light but sharp and sometimes he holds my chin in place while he administers it. Only his fingers strike my face, he never gives me a full, open handed slap to the face and he doesn't backhand my face either. I don't think there's much scope for serious injury if the PYL is careful and I speak as an epileptic for whom blows to the head are potentially very dangerous.
When I was new to BDSM I thought that this would be an enduring hard limit but now I really enjoy being slapped and reminded forcibly of my place and the consequences of failing to please him. Master also likes to spit and piss on my face sometimes and it gives me the same sense of being only as valuable as the quality of my service to him. We used to enjoy breathplay but have given it up as I have had issues related to my epilepsy that make it a very bad idea. I used to get the same feeling from his hand around my throat, of being owned and potentially disposable.
Very hot.![]()
Those harsh slaps to the clit do more than a face slap ever could.
I do get my face slapped often with his cock.![]()
Those harsh slaps to the clit do more than a face slap ever could.
I like to hold that one in reserve. THere's a temptation to overuse it, but I really like it to mean something.
Those harsh slaps to the clit do more than a face slap ever could.
Boy do they! I got a clit/pussy slapping for saying something I shouldn't have and the sting lasted for two whole days. It stings now just thinking about it![]()
My cunt was so swollen from at least twenty lashes with a small crop to my clit and cunt last week that it was swollen humongous and red for several days. I most definately have to be in my subspace to receive such treatment and when I do it is like an enormous never ending 'O'. Plus after which my awareness is so heightened and I am so sensitive any little action sends me easily, even walking. I am, as Master says, such a good pain slut