The Switch, a tale by tara^

As we walk along the path in the woods, I cannot help but look at the budding trees. The trees and bushes are starting to come alive again with the first signs of spring. The flowers are popping up from the ground. I am with the man I love holding his hand tightly. He notices that I am smiling and looking around. We see a robin building her nest to lay her eggs soon. Spring is definitely in the air and all is well. I look at him and smile. He looks back, still holding my hand as we walk and then he spots a nice willow tree. We go and sit under it. The ground is cool still but feels good after the cold harsh winter. It’s the time of rebirth and life. All around us nature is coming alive. Then I notice he is looking at the willow tree and its branches. A shiver goes through me. I know what he is thinking and I know what he is looking at. He smiles and takes out his pocketknife. As he cuts a branch I start to think: “ what did I do? was I bad?” I know he is going to use that branch on me eventually. But what did I do to deserve a switching. I have no clue. I cannot even think of the last time I misbehaved.

“This is a nice one don’t you think darling?” I nod in agreement. My mind is racing “nice for what, what can he possibly want a switch for?” He holds the switch as we continue to walk. He continues to hold my hand and I forget about the switch in his hand. I look at the beauty around us. Then we come to a rock and he sits down. He tells me to sit at his feet and I do. As I sit on the ground I put down the blanket we had brought and look up at him. He is sitting on the rock trimming all the little nubs and buds off of the switch with his pocketknife. He asks me if I would like to trim it some. I shake my head no. How I hate the switch. I know it hurts. He has used them on me in the past and the only time he trims them like this is when he is going to use it again. My stomach starts to get butterflies in it and I feel like I have knots in my stomach. I am watching unable to take my eyes off of him. He continues his trimming of it, smiling away. I can see he is enjoying my agony of watching him. I get up and tell him I am going to walk a little further into the woods. He says ok but do not go to far. It will not be long now I am almost done. I continue to walk and do not go far. I know better then not to listen to him. I know to just walk so far and come back. I see another bird building a nest and I smile. When I have watched the bird for a while I turn back. I walk back to him and he smiles.

“Good girl” he says, "you did not go to far. I am done." He hands me the switch and asks, "how does it look?" I look at it and feel the smooth branch. Not a single nub left on it. I know he made it nice and smooth for me. I hand it back to him. My mind is racing. My stomach is in knots.

“Why did you cut it”? I have to know. He knows I hate the switch with a passion. He takes it back and looks at me then he smiles.

“I cut it for you darling.”

I nod and shake. “That’s ok you do not have to do that for me”.

"Oh but I did. This is going to be a submissive spanking. This is going to be a good girl one." I feel a shiver go through me from the cold and his words. How can this be a good girl switching when I hate it so much. How can he say this to me? He knows I hate it so. He takes my hand and walks me to two trees and ties my hands to each of trees.

"Tell me what you want darling?"

I whisper: “I want to give you my submission darling. Make you happy and if switching me is your desire then your will is my will and that is what I want."

He smiles and kisses me. “Yes darling you give me everything I have ever wanted in a sub.” I close my eyes tight and wait. I clench my teeth and wait. He watches me and I can feel his smile. Without warning he unties me and pulls my pants and panties back up. He tosses the switch away and takes my hand. “Lets go home my love, you have given me everything I have ever wanted.” He kisses me and we walk back to the cabin, hand in hand.

The End Copyright © 2004 tara^