Slap The Man Novels & Stories

he roared, overwhelmed by disbelief. Chase did not bother responding. He swung his arm, slapping the young man across the face. The slap sent the young man flying, crashing into the ground once more. "That slap was for my sisters and everyone else you've humiliated," Chase said coldly. "Y-You... How dare you?!" the young man stammered, clutching his burning cheek as he struggled to rise. Another sharp slap echoed, stunning the young man into silence. "You bastard! I'll kill you!"

He says, using his hands to gesticulate at the men lying around. "Oh, I want more. I'm not done, with you." She raises both her palms... PAUSE! If you have Mums, and you've done something wrong that deserves you getting that slap, you're about to relate to what's about to happen to this man. Although, I'm sure we don't feel bad for him at this point...

The girl gasped in much shock slapping him twice. “Oh… yes and a woman can slap a man?” The man also slapped her twice on her shoulder mimicking her. “Ohh my goodness!” She slapped his thigh and the man was about to slap her thigh as well when he held back his hand. “Okay it is not nice to slap a lady on her thigh.”

She jerked herself away from his grip that he had on her shoulder and stepped back, “Go back. I don’t want my boy under your influence.” “Oh?” He raised his brows at her and laughed, “And this?” He twirled his index finger around, “You want to make him a gigolo or something? Raising him in a brothel?” Slap The sound of a cheek coming in hard contact with the palm of a delicate hand echoed in the place when mom hit the man. “Shut up.” She glared at him, “You will never have him.” The man who faced the wall now because of the impact of the slap slowly turned his face back towards mom, “Darling,” He spoke, “Our blood is not destined to live a normal life.”

In the next second, he was lifted like a toy and thrown away with a heavy crash. Everyone froze when they saw a towering man, well over six feet tall, covered in tattoos from his neck down, standing there like a storm about to break. "Thomas!" another man cried out his name. Smack! Thomas slapped him across the face without a word. "Are you crazy? How dare you hit me!" Smack! The angry guy clearly believed in one thing, and one thing only: slap first, talk later. "Are you out of your mind? You're dead!"

He’d used his full force in that slap, especially since he was furious and wanted to kill the man. Never did he expect the man to have two high-quality defense treasures that could block out most of the attack. The last part of the slap still landed on the man’s face, but it was only enough to knock out a few teeth. One slap wasn’t enough, so a second one followed. Just as the man took a breath, Alex’s second slap hit like lightning. Boom— A loud explosion ensued as the man was destroyed by Alex's slap. He crumbled into ice and landed on the floor like a mere crystal ornament.

She understood that her situation was very serious and that she needed to be careful. Feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins, Julie summoned every bit of courage she could find within herself. With determination, she raised her hand and delivered a strong, firm slap to the man's face. The sound of the slap rang out loudly in the narrow alley, resonating in the air like the sharp crack of a gunshot.

“Put me down you oversized drag queen lumberjack,” I shouted, as I kicked and tried to wiggle free. He didn’t say a word, just kept walking. Nice view of his tight ass but otherwise not the ideal way to spend ten minutes. When he slowed a bit I began to fight him harder, trying to get down. SLAP “Ow, what the hell,” I yelled, when he smacked my butt. “That will teach you to defy me and also to learn some manners,” the man said, as if he were put out.

“Damn you! You slapped me! How dare you slap me! Do you know who I am?!” It felt like all five years’ worth of bad luck had befallen her in the past two days! Just yesterday, she was beaten up! And today, she was slapped again! The person slapping her now was even a man! A strangely unfamiliar man. He grabbed onto her hair. “I don’t give a damn who you are, so what if I slapped you!” The man spoke with a gentle tone, looking cultured and refined in a sharp suit. He did not look like any Tom, Dick, and Harry off the street but instead like the heir of a rich and prestigious family.

She let out a shaky breath, and drew back. “You dared to hit me?” His deep voice was menacing. Ever since he was young, he had never been reprimanded before, let alone been hit by someone. And this woman dared to slap him? A touch of panic flashed through Cynthia’s face. But she swiftly retorted, “You’re the one asking for it. Who asked you to act like such an asshole just now…” The man’s expression darkened. “This slap will be a debt that I’ll collect from you in the future.”