Slap The Man Novels & Stories

No! Grabbing the little guy's arm in a steel grip he pulled him up so harshly that the picture frame slid to the ground away from them, he cried out trying to grab it but one hard slap and his body was thrown back to the concrete floor, he received another slap against his other cheek and he knew what the old man was asking for. "Shut the fuck up!" He curled his hand over his lips sucking his cries in, before he watched the cruel man pulling the belt off his pants motioning him to kneel which he did with heavy heart.

"Weren't you just demanding my allegiance? Why the sudden change in expression? Does my strength still fail to meet your standards?" Without waiting for a reply, Adrian slapped the man across the face. Each strike landed with brutal precision, the sound reverberating through the air. The man's humiliation was absolute, his powerlessness undeniable.

I'm here in this fancy bar by myself, trying to escape reality even as I watch everything becoming even more terrible than it already was. But there’s a guy, who looked perv. So I faced him and slapped him across the face and pushed him away but he shook his head to show that he didn't like it, and just as he was about to grab my hand, a tall, masculine man stopped him and hurled the bastard man into the table.

“Who’s the man you’re married to?” “It’s none of your business,” I snapped, slowly wriggling my hand free from his grip. He smiled as I struggled. “You’re going to hurt yourself. Tell me who this man is,” he said in a firm tone. At that moment, I was overwhelmed by my emotions. I broke free from his grip and raised my palm to slap him, but halted mid-air. He looked at my hand, paused mid-air. His jaw tightened and his gaze slowly shifted to me. “Do it,” he murmured, his voice low and daring. “Slap me again.”

“Oh Priya, Priya, Priya, I think you should be more concerned about yourself, love, try to find a man who wouldn't rape you.” Slap* My hand flew across his face, striking him and making him jerk his head to the side. I was boiling with anger, but how did he know about it? “Mmm, still feisty as usual. You know I love rough play.” “Don't you fucking talk to her like that again you fucking prick. I won't let you talk to her like that.” I looked around and realised that people were looking at us and whispering to each other, they probably heard that loud slap I gave him.

Without a word, he slapped Sophie back on the cheek and sent her stumbling and nearly falling to the ground. "B*tch, you think your money can do wonders? I'm just here to help you act. What the f*ck is wrong with you? F*ck!" The man glowered in disgust from being slapped by Sophie. "Look at yourself, and you want to trick that handsome man? I get it now. He likes a girl named Etiennette. Who do you think you are? Shamelessly claiming that he loves you. Don't you see how embarrassing it is? You deserve him not wanting you, you ridiculous woman!" The muscular man cursed and scolded as he left.

I scream as loud as I could never fathom. “You think you can scream?” The man in front of me expands his palm and slaps me so hard across the face with a force that plunges me right into the ground. “Get her up! Let us see how high her voice can go!” He roars and the other men obey.

Sophia firmly said. "Then we'll give you another choice." The older man said. "You will marry the man you're father or me wanted to you marry, and he will live. Or you can make me angry and then I will kill him: you, your father, and your sister. How about that?" He then said. Sophia gulped and looked at her boyfriend, who's still spitting blood. Tears started to fall from her eyes as she realizes that she has no other choice. If it were just her father's life, she wouldn't care. But her sister and her boyfriend's lives are at stake.

Rolling my eyes I continued, "Now, now isn't that rude? After I have bought you a hospitable f*ck." The man was still glaring at me, in spite of the sweat dripping off him and tension swirling in his body. In that instant, the mirthful smirk slipped off my face and was replaced by a sinister haunting look. 'PAK' Getting no reaction always ticked me off. I gave a hard slap across the man's face, which was accompanied by the yelp of the girl behind us and a crack from the man in front. I was trained in combat all my life so obviously, my slap would have been a strike for the rich brat in front of her. The man's face was instantly filled with tears. I snatched the cloth, gagging the man's mouth

"Stupid woman, I told you to shut the fuck up. You don't understand, do you!" A slap came over and Leonor's snow-white cheek face Instantly turned red. The five finger marks were also clear and could be obvious that the men looked very angry at first glance. He had slapped her once but still felt that it was not enough and still wanted to continue.