The first hit should be the last, sadly it often isn't. I had to learn that the hard way, but I can tell you, the last guy that hit me was the last guy that hit me and walked away from it unscathed.
I will never again allow anyone to place their hands on me unless I want them to. The next guy that hits me (won't be hubby, he would never do that) will be crawling away crying.
I'm not the scared little rabbit I used to be.