CHAPTER 319: NAUGHTY LITTLE PUPPY

Cassius grinned, eyes glinting with mischief as he leaned closer, his breath warm against Skadi’s ear.

"I’d love to eat them, Skadi..." He murmured, voice dropping into a husky, low register that made her shiver. "More than anything else you’ve bought. More than your sandwiches. More than your snacks."

His hands squeezed her breasts again, slowly, thumbs brushing across her nipples until she gasped and arched her back against him, her small whimper catching in her throat.

"I just want to bite them hard..." He growled, his voice thick and filthy. "...Sink my teeth right into your big, fat tits. Suck on them until the fat inside melts into my mouth."

"Just drain them...until they go flat in my hands...until all that softness, all that squishiness just...pours out into my tongue..."

Skadi whimpered hard, trembling from the mental image, her flushed face twisting into a stunned little expression as she imagined her master’s mouth closing around her, his teeth clamping over one stiff, tingling nipple, his lips sealing over it and pulling, sucking until the fat ached, until the heat swelled, until her entire body jerked in need.

Her legs clamped together harder, the saddle now slick beneath her where her arousal was flooding in helpless pulses.

Her voice came out barely a squeak. "M-Master..."

But then he chuckled, soft and low and warm, and said. "But you know, Skadi...you can’t just bite into something straight out of the steamer."

She blinked, confused, panting. "H-Huh...?"

He nuzzled behind her ear, lips brushing softly against her flushed skin. "You have to let it cool down first. Otherwise, you’ll scald your mouth."

She blinked again, still panting, still imagining his teeth sinking into her breasts, but now she was caught up on his words. "C-Cool down...?"

"That’s right." He kissed her again, softer now. "You’re hot, Skadi. Your body’s burning up...especially your tits. Hotter than the sun. Just like fresh buns pulled straight from the oven."

He wasn’t wrong, Skadi could feel how hot she was. Her cheeks, her chest, even her back where it pressed against him, all radiated heat. And it wasn’t just the sun, wasn’t just the ride, it was her, burning with lust, trembling with it.

Her skin prickled with arousal, sweat collecting under her breasts, and her core throbbing endlessly. She really was turned on. Completely. Hopelessly.

"So..." Cassius whispered, lips brushing the rim of her ear. "We need to air them out a bit."

"W-What does that mean, Master?" Her heart skipped.

And before she could comprehend what he meant, he moved, sudden and smooth. In one motion, he reached around her, grabbed the front of her top, and yanked it up.

"Ehh?! M-Master—!" She yelped, the fabric lifting past her stomach, up over her ribs, and then up over her chest.

Her heavy breasts spilled free at once, bare and exposed, bouncing out with a light jiggle that echoed through her entire flushed body. They hung low, large and full and soft, her pink nipples standing stiff and proud from the heat and stimulation, trembling faintly in the wind.

The breeze licked across her wet skin, drawing goosebumps along the sides of her breasts and shoulders. Her top bunched above her breasts now, useless to hide anything and Cassius hummed appreciatively, pausing to look.

"Wow, Skadi..." He said slowly, like he couldn’t look away. "Just look at these..."

He cupped them again with both hands, lifting them as if presenting them to the open world.

"Big. Juicy. Heavy...fuck, they’re so fat, Skadi."

She whimpered again, trying to squirm away, but his arms kept her flush against him, and his fingers refused to stop exploring.

"Pale and soft." He went on, fingers sliding over the curve of her left breast, then back to the right, lifting and bouncing them like warm dough. "They’re practically glowing in the sunlight. These are the kind of tits that make a man starve just looking at them."

Her nipples stiffened more under his fingers. He tweaked one, and she cried out softly again.

"And your nipples..." He grinned, brushing his thumbs over them delicately, making her flinch and moan. "They look innocent, somehow. All pink and tight and perky like they don’t know how filthy they really are. They look like they’re begging for my mouth."

"Master, nooo...!" Skadi squealed suddenly, voice high and full of panic. "S-Someone might see!"

Her arms jerked forward, trying to hide her chest again. Her fingers curled over her own bare breasts, trying to shield them from the open road, even though they were too large to cover fully, while her flushed face turned side to side, eyes wide with panic.

Skadi was usually proud fenrir girl. She didn’t care about much, normally. She was bold and shameless in battle, loud and honest in company.

But this, this kind of exposure made her squirm in a way she didn’t understand.

Her breasts...they weren’t supposed to be seen by anyone else.

Just him. Not the open road. Not a stranger riding the opposite direction.

Not even Aisha or Julie in this situation.

But Cassius grabbed her wrists gently before she could fully cover herself.

"No, Skadi." He said softly, holding her hands just inches away from her flushed skin. "Don’t hide them."

"M-Master, !" She pleaded, shaking her head, but his grip was already pulling her arms back. "Nnnh, wait—!"

"We need to let them cool down." He explained again, his voice soothing, firm, full of amused heat. "If you keep your hands on top of them like that, the heat’ll stay trapped. It’s not healthy. They’ll just stay hot and sweaty and overcooked."

With a firm tug, he brought both her wrists behind her back and held them there with one hand, pinning her softly but securely against him. She let out a breathy whimper, breasts bouncing free again, exposed to the wind and sun and entirely vulnerable.

"L-Let them cool down...?" She echoed, dazed.

"That’s right." He nodded, watching them jiggle with each bump of the saddle. "Let them breathe. Let them sway. Let them show themselves off."

She squirmed again, her body flushed scarlet from the embarrassment, her nipples now visibly trembling in the breeze.

"They’re...j-jiggling too much..." She mumbled, glancing down at her exposed chest as the horse’s gentle rhythm made them wobble and sway in wide, obvious circles.

But Cassius only smiled more, tightening his hold around her wrists as his free hand came up again. He reached out, cupping her right breast with his fingers, then rolling it firmly in his palm. Her nipple throbbed under his touch.

"Let them jiggle." He said. "They look perfect like this."

And then his thumb and forefinger returned to her nipple, squeezing, rolling it slowly, twisting just enough to make her gasp and twist in his hold again.

Skadi’s face burned. Her mouth hung open as he toyed with her nipple, flicking it lightly, then tugging it between his fingers in gentle, coaxing motions.

Cassius’s voice then dropped even lower, gravel thick with heat, lips brushing just along the shell of her ear as his fingers dug greedily into her tits.

"You feel how fucking soaked you are down there, Skadi?" He rasped, eyes hooded with want. "You think a good puppy would be this drenched just from getting her fat tits played with in public?"

She let out a sobbing gasp, her voice catching in her throat, hips twitching forward uncontrollably.

"N-No...no, but, ahhhnn!♡~ Master!♡~"

Her words dissolved into a whine as he twisted her nipple hard between two fingers, rolling it tight and sharp until her whole breast bounced and her thighs clamped down on the saddle like she was trying to wring it dry.

Cassius’s smile also deepened, dark and pleased, his breath now hot on the back of her neck.

"They’re so fucking soft, Sakdi." He growled. "Just look at them, tits like this were made to be used. To be shown off."

"...You can’t hide these, puppy. Not when they’re bouncing like that, not when they’re flushed and puffed up, begging for attention."

He let go of one tit, only to slap it, hard, watching it recoil, jiggle, then settle again, the nipple twitching with sensitivity.

"Ahh!♡~ Noo!♡~" Skadi’s breath hitched again, the sting blooming in the flesh and only making her cunt throb more violently between her legs.

"And if someone passed right now..." He whispered, voice poisonous with erotic teasing. "...they’d see you just like this."

"Chest bared, nipples hard as glass, your soaking little pussy grinding against my cock through the saddle like a bitch in heat."

"Nnnghh, n-no, Master, don’t, don’t say that...!"

He grabbed both her tits at once then, squeezing so hard the mounds bulged around his fingers, practically spilling through the gaps in his grip.

"But it’s true, isn’t it?" He said, licking her earlobe. "You like that idea. You like being paraded around, my personal tit toy, my slutty little pup with her big soft jugs hanging out like she wants the world to see."

"I-I don’t...I don’t want that...!"

"But your pussy says otherwise." He whispered, shifting slightly so his hips pressed closer to her ass, his bulge grinding against her tailbone. "Your pussy’s leaking all over me, puppy."

"Your nipples are throbbing in my hands. You’re shivering, and blushing, and soaking wet, and I haven’t even put my mouth on you yet."

She whined, desperate, voice breaking into a blend of shame and whimpering need. "I...I’m not supposed to be like this, Master...Skadi is supposed to be a good puppy..."

"Good puppies don’t let their tits hang out in public and moan when I twist their nipples." He laughed, rich and low. "Good puppies don’t grind their masters through the saddle while their tits bounce like toys and that just means you’re not a good puppy."

His lips brushed her cheek now, and his voice was a wicked, molten whisper. "You’re a bad puppy."

"...A naughty, dirty puppy who’s all mine."

Hearing this, Skadi shuddered. Her breath hitched. Her thighs trembled, clamped so tight she could feel every pulse of her clit throb against the seam of her panties.

"I—" She started, voice broken, overwhelmed. "B-But everyone at the Holy Guard always says I’m good, Master...they say I behave...I listen—"

"But they don’t know this side of you, Skadi." He said, licking a slow line up her neck. "They don’t know how your pussy gushes when I call you my dirty little mutt. How your big tits beg for me to grope them harder, rougher, like toys made for my hands."

"Nnhhh..." She whined.

He kissed down to her collarbone. "So, say it, Skadi. Say what you are. Admit to the truth and show there’s still some good left in you."

"I—" Her voice cracked. Her whole body trembled in his arms, exposed, breasts glistening in the sun, nipples red and swollen. She blinked rapidly, unable to believe what was rising in her throat.

"I’m...I’m a bad puppy." She whispered.

"Louder."

"I’m a bad puppy." She whimpered. "S-Skadi isn’t a good puppy like everyone says she is and is actually a naughty puppy like her master says."

He leaned in and pulled her breasts up to his face which was possible because of how big they were, his tongue dragging over the crest of her breast, up to the swollen nipple.

"Say it while I suck your tits, Skadi." He said, sealing his mouth over her nipple and sucking hard.

"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"

"Ahhhh!♡~ Not there, Master!♡~ Not there!♡~ Haughhh!♡~"

She cried, entire body jerking against him, helpless to the sensation as he pulled on her breast like a man starved, his teeth grazing the stiff nub, tongue flicking it, mouth sealing around the peak and drawing the heat from it like he meant to flatten it in his mouth just as he’d promised.

"I’M A BAD PUPPY!♡~"

She wailed, overcome by sheer pleasure and unable to hold back.

"JUST LIKE MASTER SAID, IM A NAUGHTY DOG IN HEAT AND NOTHING ELSE!♡~"

Hearing this bold proclamation, Cassius pulled back, her nipple popping from his mouth, swollen and red, spit-slick and twitching.

"Good girl..." He whispered darkly, dragging her other breast up to his lips. "Now let me eat my puppy’s hot and swollen meat buns the way I promised."