Bound at the wrists, the submissive squirmed, anticipating the sting of her master's hand. The dominant, in a voice as smooth as velvet, commanded, "Stay still." His large, strong hand connected with her face, the force making her head snap to the side. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she held them back, focusing on the mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her. Her breath hitched as he repeated the action, each slap leaving her skin reddened and her body yearning for more.