I used to feel like the slap was a bad thing. It's kind of derogatory, it's not nice to hit people, and men shouldn't smack their wives around.
My view, while situation dependent, has changed quite a lot.
I honestly don't remember the first time he slapped me. I do remember it was during sex and we had been at ttwd for some time. It shocked the daylights out of me.
I almost cried. But instead I had an earthshaking orgasm.
And then it started creeping out of the bedroom.
Yes, I think there have been a couple of times where I did cry. But that's okay. Neither of us believe that tears should necessarily be the goal, even though sometimes they are (I'm not trying to talk in circles, really I'm not). But some of the best experiences I have had are the ones where I end up crying. Sometimes it's like an orgasmic release without the orgasm.
Oh...I got distracted again didn't I?
At this point in our relationship, I should probably correct my attitude and get back on course with nothing more than a word or two
A word or two doesn't always do it. But a slap or two? It's like there's an invisible reset button located in the vicinity of my face. Because suddenly I'm repentant. And all malleable and my pussy aches (haha, I used a dirty word! Seriously, I'm not sure it's ever been featured here lol, and I'm pretty sure those five letters took a whole minute to type).
And I don't really like it, but I want him to do it again.
I still don't think that men should smack their wives around. But I also like it when mine slaps me around a bit. It helps that he's never hit me in anger. And he knows his own strength--he's big, I'm not.
You know what else makes it hot? He won't ever let anyone else hit me.
Yesss...Beat me, use and abuse me, humiliate me and tell me I'm amazing, make me cry and kiss away my tears, treat me like a filthy whore and stroke my hair while I sit at your feet.
The key to me? His refusal to allow anyone else to treat me like anything less than his wife and equal.