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Carefully, he laid the switch against my breasts. He took his time to line it up with the peak of my left nipple and I trembled as I waited for what I imagined would be far more painful than being switched across my bottom.
His hand hardly moved as he flicked his wrist, so briefly that I almost didn’t notice. The result of that motion though was agony. The tip of the switch whipped directly against my nipple and the terrible pain that seared across my breast was far worse than I’d imagined it to be. He repeated the same treatment on my right nipple, and it was that much crueler because now I knew exactly what was coming.
I wailed and the switch punished my breasts next, talking care to welt more of my chest than just my poor little nipples. My cries only seemed to encourage him. They even appeared to make his cock even harder than before.
“Please, sir,” I begged. Even my own voice sounded desperate to my ears.
None of my words even made him hesitate for even a moment and my needy pussy clamped down hard as a result. He’d decided I’d needed to be punished and taught my place. I was just beginning to really understand what that meant now.
If I looked down at my punished breasts, I could see each welt from the switch rising on my pinkened skin. He slowly and methodically whipped me, making sure that no spot was left unmarked. He spent a great deal of time thrashing my nipples and I soon found myself fighting back tears once more. Occasionally, he’d stop and touch the welts he’d left behind, gently sliding his fingertips against my breasts and my nipples. I lived for those moments even though even just the slightest touch was painful because his tenderness starkly contrasted with his cruelty. He allowed me several moments to compose myself before the next lash fell and I was grateful for that.
“There isn’t an inch of this beautiful little body that isn’t mine now. If I want to pleasure you or punish you, I will do as I please,” he said softly, and I felt his words down deep in the pit of my soul. It resonated within me and strangely enough, it made me feel alive. At the same time, it also made me feel free.
The switch whipped at each of my nipples in quick succession, but for the first time, I welcomed the subsequent sting of agony. Pleasure pooled between my thighs and I ached for him to touch me.
“Please,” I begged. I wanted to come. I wanted him to fuck me.
His lips descended onto my nipple and his teeth carefully grazed against the tip. I arched into that sultry kiss and my pussy clamped down hard as his fingers drifted up my thighs. I wanted them inside me so badly. I wanted to feel them caressing my inner walls. I moaned softly and he kissed my other nipple. I didn’t even care that they were sore. It made me want him all the more.
“I need...” I began.
“I know what you need, sweet mate,” he whispered in return.
“Please,” I pleaded.
“Not yet. There’s one last place on this perfect little body that needs to be punished, isn’t there?”
“Yes, sir,” I wailed. My gaze returned to the boulder where the last of the switches lay unused. I could scarcely breathe as I watched him walk over to it and curl his fingers around that slender piece of wood. Slowly, he strode back to me and cocked his head to the side, assessing the way I couldn’t catch my breath. My heart pounded in my chest and I wondered if he could hear it.
“The air is scented heavily with that sweet little pussy. You’re so much wetter knowing that you’re about to be punished there too, aren’t you, little omega?”
I wished I could turn my head. I wished he’d stop looking. Restrained with my arms high over my head, I couldn’t even use my hair to shield my mortification. He could see everything, and my very last shred of dignity fell away. I couldn’t hide a single tear or the way he was making me blush right now. I couldn’t even conceal the fact that I knew he was right.
“Say it,” he demanded, and I felt his command deep in my bones.
“Yes, sir,” I moaned, too overcome with shame. He’d stripped my clothes and bared me, but I hadn’t felt truly naked until this very moment. He’d exposed me utterly and completely and I discovered something about myself that I hadn’t known existed.
The switch caressed the tender skin of my thighs, drifting upward until it just brushed against my wet folds. I sucked in an anxious breath, unable to control just how much my core was twisting and turning in anticipation.
He flicked his wrist and the switch connected with the sensitive flesh between my thighs. I keened, overcome with a sharp streak of agony. Two more followed in quick succession and I felt myself beginning to panic. My cries carried with them a certain sense of desperation and I begged him to allow me to make it up to him.
“Shh, sweet mate. I wouldn’t ever give you more than you can take,” he whispered tenderly and the panic inside me faded away. His fingers drifted between my thighs, caressing the little welts he’d left behind with the smallest switch. He paused and teased my clit with his fingertip before he pulled away and pressed the slender branch back in its place.
My chest rose and fell with anxious arousal. His eyes met mine and I saw darkness and undeniable power within them. I felt so very small and so vulnerable there before him.
“Eyes on me, little omega. You’re not allowed to hide from me ever again,” he said dangerously, and I didn’t dare disobey him.
The switch flicked upward and he was able to watch every minute change in my expression as the agonizing bite tore through me. My mouth opened into a round ‘O’ and my eyes watered. That wasn’t all though.
I moaned.
I should hate having my pussy switched. I couldn’t. Not when it happened like this. He growled softly in return and I ached for him.
He’d been harsh and quick to punish me, but he was fair. He’d given me plenty of warning that I was pushing him and when I’d continue to defy him, he’d showed me what would happen when he finally caught up with me. He’d stripped me, spanked me, and now he was showing me that my bottom wasn’t the only place he could punish. My ass ached. My breasts and my nipples hummed with pain and now my pussy was next up to pay the price.
I was soaking wet. So wet that it was dripping down my thighs. I already knew he could smell it but now I was sure that he could see it too.
He kissed me firmly and at the same time, the switch thrashed my pussy hard and fast. I screamed but he swallowed the sound with that ravenous kiss. When he finally pulled away, I was left gasping as my wet folds stung hotly from his lash.
