What? Spanking machines! No! I began to beg him not to dothis but the fake cock in my mouth just made it sound like muffledmoans.He started the fuckin... machine in front of me and the screen came tolife with a very scary looking face on the video screen saying "time tosuck my cock, bitch." The screen then said "I said suck my cock, bitch"and the two spanking machines brought their paddles down on my buttcheeks and gave me a stinging whack. It certainly wasn't as hard as thespankings I've had. He surveyed his domain standing ramrod straight beside his Corporal watching his sentries' attempting to turn chaos into order as newly minted Ensigns, apprentices (he swore they got younger each year and most of them should still have been in short pants and dresses) and civilians fresh from colleges physically struggled in and against the tide of the civilian garbed naval personnel and hordes of tradesmen and labourers going to work in the grounds behind his guard house.The 'newbies' were all. That meant she could not be wearing a bra. She also wore 6 heels. Wow, she looked incredible. She then told me that she had seen a bar in the town that she would like to go to The Oasis. As we got to the Oasis bar I noticed there was a very large crowd of mainly men. I did not find this surprising as I had seen groups of men walking around all week. Jen drank 6 or 7 vodkas in the first hour and was in a very good mood. Jen excused herself to go to the toilet. I heard the D.J. announce Now men,. Every time I hit the tip of her wombs and she emitted low grunts of appreciation. Soon enough her legs were sealed around my hips, dictating the speed. And she wanted me to go faster. Which I accomplished with pleasure. I increased my pace. At first the movements were a bit frantic, but then I stabilized on a quick rhythm. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh&hellip,.Ohhhhhhhhhhh&hellip,.Ahhhhhhhhhhh She continued to moan, grunt and scream. It was now a continuous sound that came from her mouth. Her hands were.