The conversation went on for a while and I felt myself looking down at his crotch and the bulge in it. Knowing I've seen his dick before was kind of a...turn on for me and even though he didn't know, I felt like I had an advantage over him. A few days later, it was a Friday and school of course was out for the weekend. I cut through his yard and this time, he was out in the back, wearing just some cut-off jeans. I stopped to talk and we sat down and I could see his balls hanging out from his. ?I believe I have noticed a toughening of your nipples over the past several months, and want to give you the benefit of the doubt that you wore nipple clips each night as I ordered you to. Would I be right in that assessment, slave?? he asked.?Yes,Master. I knew I had to endure the punishment you imposed for being a bad slave but it near killed me. There were many times when I was going to call you in the middle of the night and beg for you to reconsider but, I know what kind of a hard master. I then start kissing his face, moving towards his ear nibbling gently and quietly moaning as I continue to grind against his even harder cock. I then start to move down his body, kissing and nibbling his chest and letting out a cheeky moan. I get down to his jeans and begin to unbutton them, I pull his boxers down slightly to reveal his rock hard cock, ready for some action. I perch myself on the bed with my head directly above his cock. I start by licking his bell end round and round to make. “It's as plain as day that she loves you, Mary. Open up your fucking eyes!” Her nose flared and she tossed her mane of auburn hair. “Goodbye, Mark,” she hissed. “Hopefully you want be such a dick when I get home.” She slammed the door hard as she left the house “God dammit,” I muttered to myself. The moment she was out the door, I regretted the entire fight. I knew Mary loved me. I knew I shouldn't be jealous of Alice. But that memory of Alice glaring at me while I hugged Mary that day still.