26. Salt
TWENTY-SIX
SALT
Pepper was perfect.
And she was mine.
I circled her, admiring her body trapped inside the pillory.
Legs spread, pussy bared for the entire world. They watched us, hungry eyes feasting on our bodies. I liked being watched and knowing they’d never have either of us.
My cock twitched as I smoothed her ass with my calloused palm. I held it there for a moment, staring at the eye of the flower on the top of my hand, the dark ink vivid in contrast against her pale skin.
“Are you going to spank me?”
I heard a wisp of hope in her voice. I smiled to myself as I looped a finger in the band of her panties and tugged them down until they fell to the floor. She lifted one heel and then the other, kicking them to the side as best as she could without being able to turn around.
She had a gorgeous ass. Of course I knew that, I’d thought so since the first time I laid eyes on her in the coffee shop. Spankable. Biteable.
Fucking perfect.
I moved to the side just enough to allow any onlookers to catch a glimpse of her. I patted one ass cheek with my palm, and then the other, going back and forth between each side and warming them up. Slapping each one, I started to bring blood to the surface, making sure her body would be warm enough to take the spankings I wanted to give her.
“You’re not going to be able to sit tomorrow, baby girl,” I said.
“That’s okay,” she moaned. “I’m off tomorrow.”
“Oh?”
She wiggled in the stocks, but couldn’t go anywhere. “Yes,” she said. “You’ll stay the night with me?”
A tinge of vulnerability.
“Of course,” I said. “I’d be happy to. Especially since I don’t think we’re getting out of here until at least two in the morning.”
That seemed to make her relax. I stood up, admiring the way her skin bloomed pink and red.
She was warmed up enough.
The first spanking made her yelp. Her voice echoed through the elaborate room, bouncing off the walls straight to my cock. You’d think I would need more time to recover, but Pepper had this way about her that always turned me on.
Also, I needed her dripping with my cum before the night was through.
I slapped her other ass cheek hard. She picked up one of her heels, moving her hips.
I growled and stood up, wrapping an arm around her lower back and stomach, keeping her in place as I started to spank her relentlessly.
“Fuck,” she cried. “It’s too much! Fuck. Ow, ow, ow?—”
Her scream followed.
I slapped her ass hard. Hard enough that my eyes widened slightly and I paused, hearing what sounded like a soft sob from her.
I cupped her pussy and fuck . She was so wet.
“ Yes .”
Her whimper was breathy and soft.
“Please, Sir. Please. I need to come. I need to come so badly. I want more spankings and to come.”
Her pleas were sweeter than a melody. I plunged two fingers inside her, feeling her clench around me. Her moan echoed from the other side of the stocks, her ass pushing back to meet my hand. My fingers pushed deeper, sliding in and out rapidly as I arched over her, using my free hand to spank her at the same time.
She'd gathered a crowd at the door, everyone watching. Staring. Heat rolled off her body and waves, her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat.
“Oh god—oh god— yesyesyes !”
Her legs began to shake, her pussy gripping my fingers hard as she climaxed. God, it was fucking beautiful. I kept finger fucking her through it, standing up just enough so I could see over the top of the stocks and watch her dark hair toss as she came, her unashamed cries making my cock pulse.
Her body went slack, her knees softening as she recovered. I pulled my fingers free and brought them to my mouth, sucking the taste of her wet cunt off them.
I spanked her again. And again. And again. Giving each cheek my attention, enjoying the way her body writhed, her pleas ignored. Her skin darkened as a couple of bruises started to form.
Her sobs grew louder. I gave her a break and walked around to the front, grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her head up.
She looked pretty when she cried.
My cock was fully hard now. I started to ask her if she was okay, but then she opened her pretty mouth.
She opened it wide, looking up at me as tears stilled down her gorgeous face, sliding out from under the mask she wore. I wanted to yank it off so I could see all of her, but I resisted the urge.
“Thank you,” she rasped. “Please use me. I love this.”
Fuck. I kept her head up by holding her hair and lined up my cock with her pretty lips, thrusting forward. She whimpered around me as I started to pump in and out, using her poor throat the same way I had earlier. Mascara darkened under her glassy eyes, her body draped in the pillory in a way that was turning me feral.
I pulled back as she coughed, allowing her to breathe.
“What do you say?” I asked, keeping my voice so low only she could hear me.
“Thank you, Sir,” she panted. “Thank you.”
“Louder,” I snarled.
“Thank you, Sir!”
Nothing had ever satisfied me like this before. I let go of her head and went around to the other side, smacking her ass again. Another sharp cry, her body tensing before melting.
I gripped her cheeks hard and parted them, staring at her pussy and asshole. A sweet little hole I wanted to claim as mine. I’d already fucked her pussy and mouth, why not her ass too?
“Salt,” she whispered.
“These holes need to be filled,” I announced.
“Holes?” she echoed.
I needed to go toy shopping for Pepper at some point. I wanted a plug with a gem on the end to gleam in her ass while I bred her pussy. I made a note to myself as I turned and went to a small table, picking up a bottle of lube and condom.
I put the condom on quickly and poured a generous amount of lube into my palms, taking the bottle with me as I returned to Pepper.
Her ass was still bright red.
“I hope you think about me the next time you sit down,” I said, dripping some of the lube between her cheeks.
She stiffened as I put the bottle aside, lubing my cock before circling her hole.
“I’ve never done anything there,” she whined.
“Never?” I asked in disbelief. “You’ve never played at all here?”
“No,” she rasped.
Well, I wasn’t going in there, at least not for tonight. I’d breed her little pussy and tease her ass instead, and we’d work up to taking my cock over time.
“We’ll save this for when we’re alone,” I said.
Before she could say anything else, I lined up my cock with her dripping pussy and thrust forward. And fuck. She felt so fucking good. A guttural groan left me as I grabbed hold of her hips, going still, just feeling her pussy clench around me. Milking me, wrapping every inch in hot silk.
“Oh god,” she cried.
Her voice was angelic as she screamed, moaned, and begged.
“More,” she rasped. “Fuck me. Please fuck me, Sir.”
I dragged my cock back slowly until I was almost completely out of her, and then drove forward. A rhythm set between us, my lungs dragging in hurried breaths as I fucked her.
“ Thank you, Sir. ”
Fuck. She was learning fast. She gave thanks repeatedly with each thrust like a good girl. I leaned over her, wrapping my arms around her body and cupping her breasts. Her little thank yous faltered as I twisted her nipples, her cunt spasming around me.
She was so fucking close again.
The pillory shook with each thrust, the metal rattling against the wood. I closed my eyes, inhaling the sweet scent of her. Intoxicating. I sank my teeth into her skin, listening for her sharp cry, feeling her tense as the pain registered. I licked my lips as I studied the indentions my bite left, kissing down her back as I straightened.
I slowed down the pace, making every thrust punch. I was so close to filling her with every drop I’d been saving for her.
“ Please. Please. ”
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pumped deep inside her and then released, gasping sharply as I climaxed. Cum spurted from me, filling her with every drop.
My muscles slackened, my head tipping back. I stayed like that until my orgasm tapered off, and then I blinked, coming back to reality. I looked down at her body, soaking up the sight of her.
“Thank you, Sir.”
Fuck. She was perfect. “You’re welcome,” I said, pulling out of her slowly.
I took the condom off and cleaned up quickly before unlatching her, pulling her into my arms. She was limp, her head collapsing against my chest as I held her to me.
“Hold onto me,” I murmured.
Her arms slid around my neck as I carried her to a soft chaise and settled, still cradling her. I felt her tears against my skin and pressed kisses to her head, stroking her gently.
“How are you doing?” I asked softly.
All she did was nod. I didn’t know if that was good or not. I swallowed hard, thinking about how I should have set up more symbols to communicate.
Pepper lifted her head slightly. “Green.”
I breathed out, my tension loosening. Her head nestled against me and I closed my eyes, letting the aftermath of our scene together settle.
More than anything now, I wanted to get us home and in bed.
“Pepper,” I said softly. “Do you want to come home with me tonight?”
“Come to my place,” she said. “Sleep over. It’s closer.”
“Okay, baby,” I said. “I’ll get us home.”