I copped another good slapping yesterday. Just a bit different though. She dressed for me again but no preliminaries. Straight into the harness and onto the hall wall. Fifty good hard slaps. All accurate,all resounding and with no measurable gap between them. All over in moments. “That” she said,”Was for chatting up the barmaid last night.” I took the greatest of pleasure in explaining that I was arranging for her husband to do a disco for her birthday coming up soon. Just for a moment she looked a tinge sorry. But then another hard slap told me that she was relieved. My face is red and very sore this morning. What pleasure.

Her ladyship has come up with a cookie this time. She reckons I am as brave as hell in private but she doesn’t think I can stand the humiliation of a public slapping. She has decreed that this Friday, we will go out to a good quality restaurant,at my expense. She will wear black seamed stockings, attached to a basque and stilleto heels, all covered by a black, low cut, sleeveless dress. We are to complete the meal and on way out, between the table and the door, she will give me two of her hardest and loudest slaps. The first one to draw attention to us, and the second one to be seen. I am looking forward to it. My harness will await me on return home and the dress will come off.

why do public slaps hurt more. Is it the humiliation?

All exactly as she planned. She looked gorgeous in shortish black sleeveless dress, stilletos and seamed black stockings. The restarant was fairly high class and I noticed a lot of admiring glances going her way as we entered. My worry was that I noticed at least ten full tables between us and the exit. I have been slapped hundreds of times, so why did I feel so nervous. I didn’t recognise any of our fellow diners. We had a lovely dinner with a couple of nice bottles of red wine, then I paid up, ate the complimentary chocolates and looked my wife straight in the eyes. She laughed. “Come on. Let’s see what you are made of.” We walked towards the door, she in front. About half way she turned on her heels, as if I had pinched her or something, glared at me, and gave me the hardest, full blooded slap ever. It was loud and square across the cheek. Why did I feel belittled. As I pondered that, another, just as hard and just as accurate. All faces were in our direction and I could see the manager heading our way. I ushered her out into the car park which was bloody cold. She was laughing uncontrollably until she gave ma another hard slap. That one really hurt in the cold. I got her into the car, gave her a passionate kiss and made best possible time home. My hall mirror gave the story, red,hot, and swelling. That seemed to inflame her more and she put me into my harness and took her time over the next half hour and gave me a load more. Fabulous. But I don’t think I am welcome in that restarant any more!

What a pity I can’t send pictures. I am going to video my next slapping!

I can post a photo …

wow.. how come all stories about men getting slapped? how about women?

I have a good face slapping story to share, and it happened recently with me.

I just started working as a file clerk in an insurance office,my first job out of high school, and I’ve developed a close relationship with a girl by the name of Emily who is a wee bit older (mid 20s)than me. She is not beautiful, but attractive, has a killer shape, and knows how to dress well.

Anyway, we’d been spending lots of time together in and out of the office, and I was sure we were going to be a “certain” thing. Now, however, she is spending time and paying more attention to this new guy in his end of the office, and she knows it is “getting to me.” We still hang out a lot, but you can tell she likes this new guy.

Well, while he was out of town recently, she asked me to come over to her place and fix her tiny television. I did so and, after a while, she asked out of the blue if I’d like her to tie me up. She’d hinted at it before, but this was the first time she openly suggested it.

I said “yes” and she went to work, and in a few minutes I was tightly bound with clothesline cord to a chair. Every limb was bound to the chair, and my elbows even touched. She walked around to face me and looked sexy and imposing in a white silk, bowneck blouse, denim skirt up to her knees, and knee high, black leather, sidezip platform boots.

We talked for a few minutes, then she started teasing me about the other guy. “Let’s talk about this jealously problem of yours,” she said with a smile. “I’m not jealous of anything,” I said. “She laughed. “You are so. You’re so f%&$ jealous of him and the fact that I spend time with him it isn’t funny.” I replied, “Hey, I’m not jealous. If you want to spend your time with an a-hole that’s your problem.”

With that, she slapped my left cheek with her right palm. It was quick, it was vicious, and I felt it. My head snapped quickly to the right and my cheek burned. It came out of nowhere, and I never expected it.

She walked away quickly to her purse and returned with her cigarettes, not appearing overly happy, but definitely in control. “There’s only one a-hole,” she said, looking at me, “and it’s you.”

With that she lit a cigarette and extingusihed the match deliberately into my helpless face.

The slap was defining enough. The match smoke was definitely the finishing touch.

my big turn on is watching my mistress give me a realy hard slapping on video. i have a few videos of my mistress and me doing sessions. each one lasts about 8 to 12min. im sat down. but you must remember,this is my mistress slapping me with both hands, she slaps as hard as she can with her favoure hand, and i do mean as hard as she can!!my face is well puffed and red when she,s done,when i watch the video later its a reel turn on to see her going all out and me takin it.please email with your thorts.

Face slapping gives me a powerful kick in my Domming. I reserved it for special well deserved occasions. Humiliation having a strong bond to the face slapping. I remember using the face of a slave for slapping back and forth at the moment of my cuming while I rode his penis, while he whimpered not being able to cum and almost loosing his control..almost. or the slave that couldn’t help but lust, while looking at other women watching them jog, or looking at long legs on a skimpy shorts. If I caught him looking I would slap him right at the moment. If he did, and I din’t know, he would come to me and confess. I would ask him to assume the position and while kneeling his hands behind his head, face pushed outward, take off his glasses and submit….such pleasures. After having my time slapping him he will bow to kiss my hand and thank me for slapping his smut face and show him his place, with his face below my foot.

I like to see a man get slapped! I really enjoy it when he has a very heavy five o’clock shadow. The stubbles make him look tough but it hurts! I once watched two men have a slap contest, it got a little hot! While stubbled faces got red and sore, dicks got hard! (mine did!) Two beefy guys with sore chins and mouths, both of the faces needed a good shave! One of them had the thick black stubbled face and a nice double chin to go with it. The other was blonde! HOT! HOT! HOT!