I felt his tongue probe my mouth, and for a tiny moment, I wanted to kiss back. My body, sure as hell, wanted it, but my temper kicked in, again. Sp...tefully, I bit that soft, probing tongue. I thought he would get mad, and leave me alone. Chuckling, he bit my bottom lip…hard. Tears in my eyes, I looked up at him, surprised. “ Two can play at that game. What you do to me, I am going to do to you. Remember that,” he softly whispered into my mouth. I nodded. “ If I let your hands go, will. "Y-yes Master," I said, hating that I had to agree. "Well now, we can't have that, this pussy needs some attention. Open your legs." I splayed my legs apart - my face still pressed into the bed. His finger slid between my thighs, rubbing my lips through the damp material and for a second I thought he was going to release me. I thought wrong obviously - the disappointment hurt almost as much as the whip, as it slapped down cruelly on my clit. The sensation was sickening - my pussy was on fire. Every step he took only made him increasingly more angry at the bullshit weather and even more so at his bitch of a sister. He wanted nothing more than to get back at his sister but he didn't know how.After walking for a while he finally reached his neighborhood. Mark crossed the street his house was on but was too distracted thinking about his sister that he didn't see the oncoming truck heading right for him. The driver blasted his horn, which jolted Mark from his musings but it was too late. I leaned back and looked at her amazing body- tan lines, perfect C tits, flat stomach and landing strip. I looked her in the eyes and said "your body could not be any more perfect." She responded by pulling me in to kiss her and jamming my hand into her crotch. I knew she wanted it and I could not tease her this time, so I plunged one finger into her pussy. She let out a few gasps and started to bite my lip. I did not start slowly this time. I was fingering her very swiftly as her body writhed.