Say Or Slap Questions Novels & Stories

I beg. He gives me a hard slap across my loins. I gasp with bliss. “I asked you a question and I need my answer now,” He says while finger-fucking me again. God it’s heavenly. I don’t want to answer him. But I want him to keep pleasuring me. I push my ass up and try to rub myself in his hand. He gives me a hard slap across my pussy again.. “Ahh,” I scream in frustration. “Don’t try to take what you haven’t earned yet,” He growls. “Answer me now! What did you two argue about?”

Not afraid of getting slap again. "This fcking witch is here." Abby said. "Ahh, where the boss is, the disciple is also there. Wow, what is this, reunion of the desperate--" 'Ahh, this is the third.' Sandra was the one who slap her this time. "Do you know what to call a slap that lands on your face? It's called a slap for a desperate."

“I asked you a damn question.” “Well, I can’t answer your stupid question because I don’t fucking talk to dirty piggies like you.” I chuckled, but the laughter knocked out of me as my head jerked to the side with a force. My eyes widened at the sting on my left cheek. “Did you fucking slap me?!”

he said making sure to emphasize the last word such that Sia was seeing red and before Emiliano knew it *slap* Sia connected her hand against his right cheek giving him the most vicious heavy slap he could ever imagine that left him in a complete daze, shocked and dumbstruck at her action which he never expected anyone that ever lived other than his granny and mom would do and now the woman in front of him just slapped him "If you utter one more foul word from your vile mouth I promise you, you won't get just a slap, "Sia said the sentence word by word, her chest rising and falling from anger, she was angered beyond reason and in times like this she went for the kill

This is not happening… “When I speak, you answer. Do you hear me?” [Pa!!!] “Aaaahhhhh!” It hurts. It hurts so much. It hurts like hell. Why did he slap me? He says I should respond when he speaks, but he didn't ask me any questions… [Pa!!!] “Aaahhhh” He lands another slap across my cheeks, and I feel the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. I can only whimper in pain while bobbing my head up and down. I can't hear anything else he’s saying, but I know he's saying something, and I need to answer.

Slap slap He slapped me so hard on my right cheek before doing the same thing to the left. "How dare you talk back to me? Slap You have the gut to talk back at me?! Slap Just because my Mom is always on your side doesn't give you the right to talk back at me slap....

Mary spoke and slapped her face with force that it left a handprint. “What did I ever done to you? I never asked for anything from you expect for you to just look at me and give me some love and attention. When did I ever do anything to cause you to hate me so much? Aren’t I too your daughter?” K threw these questions as tears flowed down her face that had been messed up with the slap that she had received a minute ago.

He really said it. She pushed him putting her hand on his chest and said annoyedly "I think you need a very tight slap. and I was ready to help you in this matter." He gave her unbelievable look. Slap She just said to him that she wanted to slap him. "Slap but why??" he asked her to know whether she had taken his words in the wrong way. She folded both her hands on her chest and said seriously "yes slap because slap is the easiest and most effective way to bring someone out of his delusional world and the way you are now"

"Will you stop talking about the slap? Are you so proud that you slapped me and I did not do anything to you?" "What will you do to me? Slap me back?" Alice asked like a dominant woman talking against violence. Dylan smirked at her and replied, "WHAT IF I SAY YES? BUT MY SLAPS WILL NOT BE PAINFUL LIKE YOURS BUT MORE LIKE PLEASURABLE FOR YOU."

Her tone was casual as she responded, "Ms. Lacey liked roses, so Mr. Lacey had it all redone for her. "And who are you, old lady? Ms. Saccone, you really shouldn't bring unrelated people in here. If they're carrying any viruses, can you bear the responsibility if Ms. Lacey gets sick?" Before Katie could finish her sentence, I slapped her hard across the face. "If you don't know how to speak properly, I don't mind teaching you." Katie never expected me to hit her. She immediately glared at me with resentment. "Magnolia, who do you think you are? Do you want me to tell Mr. and Ms. Lacey? They'll throw you out of here!"