Humbled By the Palm of Her Hand

I agree face slapping is very humliating, but it is also a symbol of enormous power of the dom. I love kneeling in front of my Mistress and hold my face ready for her stinging slaps applied left and right. It makes me feel to be completely at her mercy.

I like to be tied up by about 3 or 4 ladies. I choose either a chair or posts at the end of a bed. They both have different feels so it depends on what the ladies want to do. In the chair they slap down to me and they feel at a position of power much more than when I am on the bed. However, on the bed, my face is pushed out more and even with their upper torso. It is much easier and quicker to slap me at this position. Just a quick flip of the wrist vs. a full range motion when I am sitting down.

I also like for one lady to hold my hands behind my back while the others walk up to me and slap me across the face. It usually consists of the women laughing and taunting me.

If there are any ladies in the Chicago area who have some friends ready to torture and slap around a 29 year old male let me know. I prefer ladies that participate to be no older than 25.

You don’t know what you are missing redcheeks. An older woman tends to have more confidence and carry just a little more weight, making each slap a proper punishment. Find yourself a 45 year old and pinch her arse and then find out what a proper slapping is like.

Hot palms,

I am sure you are right about that. I am afraid to go up and pinch a cheek of a stranger because I could get charged with sexual assault. If I knew all I was getting out of it was a slap in the face I would have no problem. I just need a woman who wants to tie me up and take her time slapping and taunting me. Older or younger will do but I see your point about older women.

You guys tell me some of your faceslapping experiences

Now listen, redcheeks. I am a 45 year old woman. I am tall, well built and good looking. I get dressed up most Fridays in something short,black and sleeveless. I wear heels and seamed stockings. I just know that someone is going to say something, or do something and I don’t hesitate to impart a very hard slap across the face. It’s not him I want. It’s the onlooker who approaches me later and makes a comment, like ‘lucky bastard.’ or, ‘I would change places’. He buys me drinks and a hotel room. He gets the proper, hard and multiple slapping that I enjoy giving. No sex. He is slapped until his cock subsides. But, do I feel good.Yes.

There is nothing I enjoy more than hurting a male cheek. It must be shaved. I hurt. I intend too. I love to see a male cock rise. And then fall under my hand. The redder the better. Every one square, hard and punishing. All this rubbish about permanent damage does not exist if every slap is accurate.

Hot Palms,

I’m sold. Too bad I can’t run into you. I would gladly submit my face to punishment from your glorious hands.

Hey there Hot Palms,
Where are you located? I would like to come to your town and be the ‘lucky bastard’…

Enjoyed looking through this and as a sub male I thoroughly enjoy having a woman slap my face. I was brought up to respect women when I was younger and sometimes it worked against me then, but now I get alot of enjoyment out of it. I remember my sister slapping my face often when we were younger and being told never to hit a woman or female I just took it. Then even her friend Patty joined in on the fun.Of course I complained to my parents and they would yell at her not to lay a hand on me or they would give me the okay to strike back.But she found opportunities when they weren’t around to lay one on me. Of course as we got older it all stopped,but I think it left an impression on me. Now at age 45, I enjoy being slapped by dominant woman & have incorporated it into my sex life. Thanks sis!

I just slapped one man so hard and so often, he feinted. I thought I had killed him. Looking at his cock, they would never have got the coffin lid down!

My gf slaps me a lot, just because she likes it. Once she slapped me har about 150 times, I had fever after that. Her hand was also swollen, so next time she used her sandal to slap me. it hurts, but then she wanted to do it, as I am her slave. She even made a video of all those sandal slaps, but i cant show it because i am clearly visible in it. The she even made me take off my shirt and used her belt to whip me across the chest a full 100 times. My chest had blood oozing from it.

Thought i would share something that started my slapping fetish. My girlfriend never really enjoyed hurting me or indulging me in my slave fantasies. But she enjoyed me worshiping her feet. With persuasion she would tie me up, under her desk, then go out with her mates clubbing, then when she came home, i would be made to worship her tired feet. On one occasion she came home very very drunk and i could hear she had friends with her. I was very embarassed, naked and bound under her desk but could hear them in the other room laughing and giggling. Then the door swung open and one of them came in, a young blonde pretty girl, even tho i was hidden she came straight to the desk, pulled out the chair, looked at me open mouthed for a second, then shrieked with laughter and called to her friends -that it was true! They came with my girlfriend following behind, all looking, all laughing. I was dragged out by my hair and one of them turned to my girlfriend and asked her ‘how far can we go’ and i shivered with fear, embaressment and excitement as she calmly replied, ‘as far as you like! Just so long as i can watch’ and all eyes turned on me, as the three girls whispered and giggled with eachother. I was pushed back onto my knees, hands untied, only to be retied behind my back and i looked at them before me. One stepped forward, stroked my face then slapped me hard, the others laughed but not the girl whod slapped me, she just looked pleased, and drew back her hand and slapped me again quickly following with a back hand slap that stung even more. Let me have a go. Said one of the others and stepped forward slapping me again and again, and seeming to love the sound her hand made on my face and the way my cheeks reddened. The other girl had her go, slapping me maybe a dozen times until she got what she considered a perfect slap. Then they took turns again. Until my eyes were streaming and my face felt as if it was onfire. I kept looking at my girlfriend, looking for some reaction to seeing her boyfriend being abused >

Slaps on the schoolboys’ fair and smooth cheeks

I just loved your posts. Similar experiences I had underwent through in class 8th. My English Maam 28-30 year old, was very fond of inflicting face slapping punishment to her students in front of whole class and was satisfied only after viewing her or his red cheeks along with teary eyes begging for her mercy. She slaps her students extremely hard and tight using only her fingers rather than her palm. Her fingerprints I still remember was extremely painful and stinging sensation on my cheeks. Her method of slapping her students was peculiar. She first caught her student, whether boy or a girl no matter, with her/his arms (we boys had to wear half sleeve white shirts as our school uniform, along with white school full pants), brought her/him in front of all the boys and girls of the class, caught and twisted her/his ears first. We students could not tolerate much her eartwists as this normally made our right ears red with her eartwists with her left hand, and as we students moved our face slightly so that my cheek (normally left one) was clearly exposed to her, she targeted my left cheek and inflicted many-many-many tight slaps on my left cheek with the long, thin fingers of her right hand.

As she was extremely beautiful, young and smart lady teacher wearing half sleeve blouse with saree, looking extremely fair and beautiful, I first took her warnings lightly and expected to enjoy her slaps. But when I actually encountered her and got many tight slaps, my left cheeks went swollen red clearly visible finger prints appeared on my left cheek witnessed by my other classmates both boys and girls. Tears also started flowing from my eyes on my slapped cheeks. I could only remember the painful stinging burning sensation on my cheeks. I could not even remember the humiliation that I had to face.

As I was also extremely fair with milky white cheeks and the most beautiful boy in the class, I had to take all her slaps on my cheeks and without resisting I could only weep as it was viewed by my maam along with all my classmates that my milky white beautiful, extremely soft, delicate, smooth and girlish cheek (though I was a teenager 13 year old boy) that was normal just now was turned red due to her slaps.

Love. Schoolboy.

Hi all, My school Maam also enjoyed to give slaps on my cheeks very hard and tight. First she twisted our ears in such a way that we students had to move our face slightly due to the burning pain in our ears. Even her eartwists were sufficient to make our eyes teary but she was not satisfied there. She got our full smooth cheeks free after we moved our face slightly due to the pain in our right ears, then viewed with her angry eyes first our milky white left cheeks in the normal state, then started patting my left cheeks very nicely with love and pity in advance for the next thundering moments, commented- “So sweet and smooth cheeks, extremely soft”. Then started slapping me continuously, very fast, really hard and tight. Each slap was resounding enough and brought more tears in my eyes so much that my whole slapped cheeks were wet with my tears. Then she humiliated me much more by commenting over my finger-printed red cheeks. She viewed after first four slaps on my left cheeks and then said- “No, now this is not red enough. You need more slaps.” Again she slaps my left cheek on the same spot 7-8 times with her long and strong fingers on my delicate smooth soft cheeks and viewed the same and repeated the comments- “No, still this is not red enough to my satisfaction. You need more slaps.” She again gave me 12-13 more thundering resounding slaps and then viewed my extremely red finger-printed cheeks to her satisfaction wet with my tears flowing from my eyes, and then said- “I enjoy your beautiful red finger-printed cheeks. Lovely. Now go back to your seat.” I went back to my seat with the stinging burning sensation on my left cheeks wet with my tears, weeping a lot for the whole period and also had to face the humiliating comments of my girls classmates in the leisure after the period. One more peculiar thing was that my right cheeks was still normal, fair and milky white that made me more uncomfortable. I wished if she had distributed the number of her slaps and granted me this much mercy that at least 6-7 or 8-9 slaps should had been given on my right cheek, that would had reduced my pain. But this wish was in vain. I feel she liked viewing my only one cheek in that red finger-printed state and the other cheek she left to be viewed fair and normal by my other school Maams who would either be tempted to slap my other cheek in the same way to make it equally red finger-printed, or she would view and enjoy the scene as this was very clearly visible and I could not hide it anyhow that my Maam has slapped my cheeks extremely hard and tight, thundering and resounding, hurting and humiliating slaps on my fair and smooth, but only left cheeks.

Love. Schoolboys.

My Maam also enjoyed viewing the changing color of my cheeks due to her slaps from milky white to extremely red cheeks wet with my tears. But she was a very dominant lady teacher with angry eyes, she left her students in tears by her slaps. This is also worth mentioning that she first patted our cheeks before slapping (generally left cheeks with her right hand) in the way- catching my right ear with her left hand and as we students moved our faces slightly due to pain in my ears, she started patting my left cheeks with her right hand with all love, care and pity in advance for the next thundering moments. This patting was extremely pleasant but this was also the preparatory stage of getting the extremely tight, resounding and merciless slaps on the face cheeks of the unfortunate boys (including me). This was the reason that we boys sometimes started crying even while her patting! I felt that she first wanted to enjoy touching and patting the smooth cheeks of her students (boys or girls) before enjoying her resounding slaps on our smooth soft and delicate cheeks. And lastly but not the least, she enjoyed viewing our red fingerprinted cheeks, each fingerprint was exactly of her finger-shape! Yea, her extremely red fingerprints lasted for some days (even some weeks) and I was asked by many students and Maams at school and even at home by my Mom, whether I had been slapped by my Maam on my fair cheeks! And I had to tell the truths as my red finger-printed cheeks were more clearly visible and shining in the sunshine while our school assembly in our school grounds. School-girls viewed, counted the number of fingerprints on my cheeks, commented, giggled and humiliated me a lot in the leisure periods and so I prayed that Oh! there should not be any leisure periods in the school! All these scenes were continued for at least one week after I got her tight, resounding and merciless slaps on my cheeks as her those extremely red fingerprints on my slapped cheeks were visible even after one week of my school!

Love. Schoolboys.

I had a Maam in class 8th who enjoyed slapping her students on their face cheeks. Whenever she found any boy disturbing the class, she called him in front of the whole class, caught him by his arms, made him stand in the attention position and then started slapping him on both the cheeks with her both hands alternatively, really hard and tight. Each slap was a resounding one and left really dark fingerprints on the soft and smooth cheeks of the boys. I myself have got slapped by her many times. It was her habit that she did not count the number of slaps for our pranks but left us only after we boys started begging for her mercy. We were usually left with stingy cheeks with burning sensation on our red finger-printed cheeks. As I was very fair, her handprints imprinted on my cheeks, were very clearly visible to my classmates. I was left in tears because I was extremely humiliated as she viewed, enjoyed and commented over my red finger-printed cheeks after her slaps. Kindly share some of your pleasant memories of face slapping in school.

Love.

Hi, I remember the day when i was slapped by my school teacher in class 9th. My English Maam was taking class. She saw me watching somewhere else (her breasts) in her period. She suddenly made me stand up and asked me a question which i could not answer. As expected, she first scolded me, “you are not paying attention to my class”. I erred further and tried to become smart by arguing with her, “No Maam, this is not the case. I was paying attention to your class”. Hearing this she raised her left hand and gave me a very tight slap on my right cheek, then in no time she gave me a tight slap on my left cheek with her right hand, then alternatively left-right-left-right-left-right….. my both the cheeks. I could not even count the number of slaps. She left me only after viewing that my cheeks went red to her satisfaction. I sat down on my bench with the stinging-burning sensation of her fingers on my cheeks and the teary eyes. I could not hide from my classmates, her red fingerprints that appeared on my cheeks after getting the slaps.

Love. Schoolboys.

Hi, I remember the sound slapping by my English lady teacher in class 9th. While she was taking the class, she found me watching elsewhere (her breasts). She sudeenly made me stand up and asked me a question which I could not answer. As expected, she first scolded me for not paying attention in her class. Then I erred more and argued with her that “no Maam, I was paying attention to your class. You are wrong.” She raised her left hand and gave me a very tight slap on my right cheek and in no time she raised her right hand and slapped my left cheek many times alternatively left, right, left, right… each slap was punctuated with the word ‘lying, lying, lying,…you are lying’. I could not even count the number of slaps but each one was tight, loud resounding slap and left my cheeks burning red with teary eyes. That was extremely humiliating as all this was done in front of all the boys and girls of the class. I went back to my seat deeply humiliated with stinging sensation of pain on both my cheeks.

Love. Schoolboys.

Hi all, I wanna share my face slapping experiences in school. When I was in class 7th my class teacher asked some questions to some boy students. We boys could not answer but a girl answered the question. She was commanded to slap us in front of whole class. She caught and twisted our ears and each of us were given two tight slaps on both cheeks. The most humiliating was that we had to say ‘thank you’ after getting slaps. My cheeks were burning red. There were many other occasions when I had experienced face slapping punishment in school. Please share your experiences. Thanks. Schoolboys.

Similar experiences I had gone through in class 7th when I was 12. The girls who gave correct answers in the oral tests were asked to slap we boys in front of all. They enjoyed slapping us. Each girl twisted our ears very hard and gave two tight slaps on our both cheeks. We were deeply humiliated with our stinging burning sensation on our sensitive milky white cheeks and also her red finger-prints that we could not hide from our other classmates. The next period was of my English Ma’am. She came and viewed my red finger-printed cheeks. As I sat on the front bench, she viewed me first and I could not prevent her viewing the slap-marks on my cheeks. She was tempted to give tight slaps on my cheeks and so she deliberatily asked me some hard questions which I could not answer and raise her long hands and continuously slapped my cheeks left-right-left-right….till I was left in tears. Later in our leisure period, the girls of my class touched, patted my cheeks in pity with all tenderness, enjoyed and commented to humiliate me. I was extremely humiliated. Even at home my Mom came to know that Ma’am had slapped my beautiful extremely fair cheeks and said that this was better to improve my studies. I was really helpless.

Schoolboys.