I shook nervously, waiting for the next inevitable strike.
It wasn’t long.
The next one was far worse than the first. The agony was like a flame directly to my clit, made even more sensitive by the orgasm he’d just forced me through. My core twisted so hard with desire and pain that I was left panting with need. Every fiber of my being was focused on the place between my thighs.
I was so empty. My inner walls fluttered desperately, aching for him in a way I wasn’t ready to be taken. Soon though, I knew I would be.
Soon, I’d be begging for his cock.
His fingers returned to my pussy and I moaned through my panties as he edged me several times. I ached for him and when he finally allowed me to come, I screamed as my arousal surged once more.
When he replaced his fingers with the switch for one final time, I quivered.
“This one is going to be the hardest, little omega, but you’re going to take it for me,” he whispered darkly, rubbing the branch back and forth. My desire was too strong, and I thought he was going to make me come again.
Then he thrashed my clit. Hard.
I screamed as delicious agony washed over me. His fingers immediately returned to my clit and he forced me to ride the wave of pain until it crested into mind-numbing pleasure. My pussy clenched down with need and my nipples pebbled achingly tight. I came so hard that I lost complete control. My legs went numb and no longer worked. He held me tightly against his chest as he forced that last orgasm. Exquisite ecstasy drove me higher and higher until at long last, I broke apart in his arms.
When it was finally over, I was shaking, but it wasn’t enough.
I needed more. So much more.
My body ached for it.
I craved him.
The simmering heat in my body intensified, growing so strong that I felt delirious with it. I was fully in estrous now. I could feel it. I’d lost all semblance of rational thought. His punishment had only escalated the process, forcing it upon me far more swiftly than I thought it would. He made my omega submit to him and now I wanted him for it.
I yearned for his cock.
He reached above me and undid the bounds that held my wrists. Then he pulled my panties from my mouth and let them fall to the ground along with the rest of my torn clothing. Without a moment’s delay, he spread my cloak out on a large rock nearby and tossed me over it. He gently kicked my legs open and my pussy spasmed when I realized how very much I was on display for him.
He slipped a single finger inside my pussy, but it wasn’t enough.
“Spread your bottom open. Show me the very last place that is going to feel my switch,” he demanded, and I moaned with shame even as I moved to obey him. Nervously, I gripped my bottom cheeks and pulled them apart, blushing furiously even though he couldn’t see my face.
He pulled his finger free from my body and was quiet for a long time. I flushed even more deeply because of it. Finally, when I felt the switch press against my bottom hole, I keened with arousal because it was too much to bear.
I said the words I never thought I would say.
“Please don’t switch me there. Please give me your cock, Alpha,” I begged.
“Your pretty little bottom hole will be punished no matter what, little omega. If you want to earn my cock, however, you will tell me what you want so badly in Ravenrath,” he demanded.
My omega wanted to submit, but the mother within me still fought him.
“I can’t,” I replied forlornly.
“You will keep your bottom open. If I have to spread you myself, I’ll punish your defiance with my cock in this tight little hole instead,” he threatened.
The first terrible strike of the switch lashed against my bottom hole and I keened. It hurt so much more than I imagined, and my entire body stiffened as I struggled to take it. By the time the switch fell again, I was already overwhelmed by its painful intensity. My hips squirmed back and forth as the switch punished my naughty hole over and over until it was one agonizing sensation with no end in sight. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t focus on anything but that terrible branch switching my dark hole and it made me want to cry.
I struggled to keep a firm grip on my welted cheeks. I dug my fingers even deeper into my flesh because I was afraid of what it would feel like to take his massive cock in my tight little bottom instead of the switch. He spanked me hard with that cruel branch as I screamed and cried out for him to stop, but he didn’t give me even the slightest bit of mercy. He wanted me to suffer and I did.
My bottom hole burned with a searing fire and nothing could have prepared me for it. I had no idea how many times the branch bit into my tender flesh, but it was enough to make me wail as I lay there spread open for him. My fingers tensed and it took everything in me to remain in position for him. The switch punished my bottom hole with unmeasured ruthlessness and when he finally paused, I pounded my feet into the ground as the pain ran through me unhindered.
I wanted to tell him everything. I wanted to obey him, but I also wanted to protect my daughter.