Look at me."
His hand swings back and, unstoppably, before I can blink, strikes my cheek.
He catches me as my knees collapse.
I come, and as I recover I nuzzle against his chest, feeling warmth, and love, and taking in the scent of him. My Master. My Owner.
Although the format is irregular, I think this pretty much illustrates how I feel about faceslaps! It was one of the kinks of the week that I missed.