Slap Forehead Novels & Stories

* I couldn't believe he was doing it again, hitting me in the same place, with even more force than before. SLAP! SLAP! Every slap against my skin was brutal and harsh, he wasn't holding anything back. I cringed, what the hell was wrong with him? Am I a child? Every single time his open palm landed on the same spot, I let out a cry against the gag. SLAP! This one was extra harsh, it felt like the flames of hell have been ignited within me. I was struggling to hold back tears of pain and annoyance at the unyielding intensity of his strikes.

Her pov It felt like the whole world instantly went into total shock the moment that I slapped him . He held his hands across his face and stood still in that position . I could literally see the blood dripping out from his lips as he stood there. So many thoughts ran through my head , I didn’t know if I overreacted but I knew that I wasn’t going to just let him go after insulting me in such a demeaning manner . Jayden raised up his head and cleaned the blood in his lips and that was when he turned to look at me .” Did you just slap me ?” Jayden asked me, his voice as hoarse as ever .

His eyes turned a darker shade of brown as he flipped my body over so that my back was facing him. I heard him fidget with his pants as I needed to mentally prepare myself for what was going to happen next. His arm wrapped around my torso as he lifted me up, instantly bringing me to my hands and knees.(not anal, that shits gross😷) He proceeded to rub his tip against my slits causing my hips to buckle towards him. "Apologize for being disrespectful and breaking my rules." He said as he pushed in his tip but taking it back out, taunting me by his actions.

She stopped laughing, using her fingers to dab invisible tears that came with the laugh. Reid sighed, he bit his lip. Stepping closer, he reached for her. “Look, I know you find it hard to believe but I really...” SLAP! Accompanied with a huge flash of thunder. Her hand cracked across his face like a whip. His head snapped to own side, he stumbled backwards. The slap stung his face badly, the slap came with shock and pain. He stumbled backwards. The storm outside was now matching the storm inside. His cheek went red, a perfect outline of her hand lined his cheek.

The sound of the slap echoed like a whip through the vast, high-ceilinged room. My palm stung with a fierce, burning heat. I had put every single ounce of my remaining strength, my rage, and my agony into the blow. The force of the impact snapped Karlo’s head violently to the side. A few strands of his dark hair fell messily across his forehead, casting a shadow over his face.

He released her hair and slapped her directly across the face. The strike was brutal and completely devoid of mercy. The sharp crack echoed in the shadows, hidden from the pack below by the ambient noise of their mourning. Dreda’s head snapped to the side, and she collapsed to her knees on the cold stone porch, a fresh line of bright red blood leaking from her split lip.

He crashed to the floor with a swollen cheek. “Y-you dare slap me?! At the GAQS office?! You are dead!” “You are dead meat!” “Kneel!” The others came up and wanted to beat Andrius up for the act of violence. Andrius chuckled. He did not budge from his spot, but he slapped every one of them who approached him. His slap was so strong that it sent them all flying. Less than five seconds later, they were all on the ground with cheeks so swollen that not even their parents could recognize them now.

Eloise didn't have time to dodge. Alex's slap landed with a deafening crack, his palm smashing against her cheek with such brute force that half her face immediately swelled and turned red. The sting was sharp, like fire spreading under her skin. Her head whipped to the side, strands of her hair sticking to the corner of her mouth. But she didn’t flinch. She straightened slowly, her chest heaving with steady breath, and lifted her head. A sarcastic smile crept across her bruised lips, unfazed.

I was taken aback when my dad unexpectedly slapped me. Although it was not a strong blow, I felt stunned. With my forehead wrinkled in confusion, I turned my head just enough to look at him. “I don’t understand what I did wrong,” I managed to say, my voice tight with frustration. “Why did you hit me, Dad? What was that slap for?” I wanted to shout the question, but I held back, fearing it might escalate the situation.

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....