"Beg me to smack you in the face".
I blink. This is new. But I do it.
"Please smack me in the face, Master". He doesn't.
"More begging, then maybe I will let you come" he says.
I do. I keep begging. He doesn't hit me.
"Once I slap you, then you can orgasm, but not until then, do you understand?"
I nod "Yes, Master".
I am begging again. "Please, Master...", I want the slap more than I want the orgasm, somehow. But I know when he does it I will come anyway; my body is conditioned, or my mind, both really.
SMACK. He slaps my cheek. I come, soaking everything.
My head is lowered, but he finds an entry and slaps me again. And again.
My hands start to raise on their own to cover my face.
I will those hands back down again, grab the sheets to keep them down.
I raise my cheek to him. I can't, won't, don't want to protect myself. I'm all his.
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