An Omega's First Switching

Fuck.

I had only meant to be playful. Everything about his twinkling gaze had told me that he was enjoying it and I should have noticed the dark glint in his eyes the moment I sassed him back, but it wasn't till much later that he walked over to me while I was sitting by the fire with a long thin branch in his hand.

He hadn't been gathering wood. He'd been cutting a switch.

For me.

He'd threatened punishing me with one years ago, but I'd been afraid, and he hadn't pushed the issue. Now though, he knew a great deal more about me than he had back then.

"Later tonight, you and I are going to take a walk together," he growled softly under his breath so no one else could hear. My eyes glued to the switch as realization hit me all at once. There was no getting out of it this time.

I was his little omega, and he was my alpha, which meant that sometimes he made choices for me just like this one.

I pouted a little bit, nervously toasting my marshmallow to pass the time while worrying about what was going to happen on that walk. Later that evening, he trimmed it by the table, and I was too nervous to watch, so I went inside. The hours passed and he yawned a few times, making me feel hopeful that maybe he would forget all about it and we'd all go to bed instead.

That didn't happen.

Before I knew it, he'd told me it was time and I pouted a bit more heavily, but it didn't work. I knew that it never did, but I tried anyway. My heart was pounding in my chest, my nerves frayed as we walked down a trail in the woods in the dark. After a few minutes, he stopped, pointed to a tree and I knew the time had come for me to get my very first switching.

I knew it was going to sting a lot.

His hands glided down my body and I sighed. I knew I was safe with him, that he wouldn't truly hurt me, and his touch comforted me. I closed my eyes, reminding myself of everything we'd been through before he turned me around and carefully guided me to press my hands against the tree. My stomach was full of butterflies as he reached around me and unbuttoned my jeans, pushing them down along with my panties. I was too nervous to give my throbbing clit any credence.

That would mean facing that somewhere deep down I was enjoying this.

"You've needed this for a very long time, my little omega."

I didn't want to tell him he was right. I was still nervous and pouty that he was going to use the switch after all. My clit pulsed, forever a traitor to my fear.

His fingers slipped between in my thighs.

"I'm right, aren't I?"

"Yes, alpha," I muttered, moaning a little as he caressed my clit with his deliciously rough fingertips.

"Bend over, omega," he dictated.

My body was already well trained in obedience. There was no thought as I did as he told me. It was the way it was between us. He was my alpha and I was his omega.

He gave me a directive and I obeyed.

My bare bottom clenched as he whipped the switch through the air. It didn't hit me yet, but the terrible swish made me jump anyway. I whimpered when he did it again and bit my lip when he laid it against my bare cheeks.

It was time. He didn't need to tell me. He'd decided I was getting the switch tonight and that was how it would be.

I tensed, my nerves spiraling out of control.

When the switch thrashed my bare ass for the first time, it took my breath away. It hurt just as much as I thought it would, more than that really. The second came so quickly that I couldn't recover, and I cried out.

Oh fuck. This hurt.

He whipped me hard and fast. There was no keeping count of how many times the switch burned into my naked flesh. Just when I was starting to panic that he intended to actually punish me, he pulled it away and his fingers dove in between my thighs.

"Oh, my little omega, you're even wetter than I thought you'd be," he said huskily, and I couldn't stop my hips from grinding a little on his fingers.

"Please, alpha," I begged.

"You were pouty about your switching with me, little omega, but look at how needy you are," he growled.

I shivered hard.

"Yes, my alpha," I blushed. My thighs tensed.

His fingers worked my clit hard and in an embarrassingly short amount of time, my first orgasm hit me. I came with one hard climax after another, my hips bucking shamefully out here in the middle of the night. When he finally pulled away, my clit throbbed, wanting more.

So, he gave it to me, but not with his fingers.

He picked up the switch again and thrashed me with it harder than before. My entire bottom was on fire by the time he put it down again. I was whimpering and crying so much that he reached for my chin to comfort me, while also running his thumb over my cheek to make sure I wasn't crying.

It was always so sweet how he cared for me.

A pair of headlights flashed through the trees as his reached his fingers between my thighs. There was no need to point out how much wetter I was now. We both knew it and no amount of my pouting over earning a switching would hide that.

This time, a few of his fingers penetrated my pussy while another teased my clit. I don't know how many times he made me come, just that I came hard, and my screams rang out all around us. All alone in the woods, my world centered just on the two of us. Someone somewhere might be able to hear me, or quite possibly see my welted backside and his hand between my thighs, but that only made it that much more intense for me.

When he was done, he pressed his back to the tree, took me in his arms and held me against him, comforting me as I shook with ragged breaths.

He cleared his throat and suddenly my nerves returned.

"I'm going to give you a choice now, my needy little omega. We can go back now, and your switching will be over. Is that what you need?"

I couldn't answer. It felt like my tongue was stuck in the back of my throat.

"Your other choice is for me to pick up that switch once more and show you what a very real switching would be like. After, I'll make you come much more shamefully for me than before," he growled.

I danced against him, feeling the rigidness of his cock. He was just as turned on as I was. I knew how much he enjoyed reminding me that he was my alpha and I was his needy little omega.

"Tell me, omega, or else I'll use the switch on those pretty little nipples."

"Please not my nipples," I delayed, knowing just how much it stung to be punished there. I hid my face in his neck, hiding even when I knew he saw right through me.

"Choose, little omega, before I choose for you," he warned, his tone taking a dangerously menacing turn.

I struggled to answer for a long time. It was always difficult to ask for more of something that hurt, especially when he held it in his hands. He was more than capable of reminding me of my place whenever he needed to and as his omega, I had to take it. It was frightening and vulnerable and arousing all at the same time.

"More of the switch, my alpha," I finally whispered, knowing that the more I tested his patience, the more likely he would use the switch to truly punish me instead of giving me what I needed. I didn't want to earn a punishment with the switch. I just wanted my alpha.

"Good girl," he answered.

His response made me breathe a little easier.

His hands were on me in an instant. This time, he pinned me over his leg, ensuring that I couldn't escape. The new position made sure I would stay in place and my heart dropped, knowing that his strength could easily overpower mine.

This was going to hurt.

Really truly hurt...

The switch whipped through the air beside me once before it settled on my bare bottom. I wailed, too anxious to keep my cries quiet.

And then it started.

He gave me a real thrashing with it, one that left me in a panic hoping it would end soon, wishing for the sting to lessen. Each strike was like a burning line of fire that seared hot long after it hit. My cries echoed throughout the woods as I squirmed over his knee. He pushed me past the point of control, taking it for himself like I'd known he always would, to the place that was terrifying each and every time he forced me there.

When my ass was truly on fire, he tossed the well-used switch aside and his fingers dove between my thighs. I was utterly soaked for him.

I came for him again, harder than any of the ones before. This time, with his fingers thrusting not just in my pussy, but my needy little bottom hole too. I came for him until my throat was hoarse from screaming and my body was trembling with exhaustion.

Just like he'd known his little omega had needed all along.