Slapped (Patreon)

Your hypnotist slaps you down into trance.

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Your partner’s hands cradled your face, one on your chin, the other on your cheek, and they smiled down at you on your knees, as you met their gaze. Your head was already feeling slightly hazy just from the eye contact. “Are you ready, my love?” They asked.

You nodded, eager.They drew back the hand on your cheek, and quickly, before you could think, it landed again, hard. Your head moved the force of the slap. And you felt your thoughts vanish, dissolving into the blissful pain. You relished it, the stinging heat on your cheek, it felt wonderful.

Their hand on your chin brought your gaze back to theirs, as you smiled up at them. “Thank you, dominant.” You said, smiling dimly up at them.“You’re welcome dear.” They replied, as they delivered a second slap, knocking more thoughts out of your head with the impact.

You felt yourself smiling, as tears of mindless joy welled up in your eyes. It felt so good.“T-thank you dominant.” You said again. It was hard to find the words, your thoughts were so scattered. But that didn’t matter. This was everything you had dreamt.“One more, and this one’s going to send you down into trance for good. Do you understand?” Their eyes were so easy to look at. They were your world. You didn’t feel their hand leave your cheek. But you felt it return, felt it knock the remaining thoughts out of your mind.You might have fallen if they didn’t place their other hand on your shoulder, as your body went limp. Instead you settled into your kneeling position, mind blank, smiling as tears ran down your face, feeling the bliss of the pain, the blankness of your mind. You were ready.