My first instinct was to put on my dressing gown. But then I thought someone is getting a good view of me being naked. So I began to play with my cock...and making it hard. I stood there and stroked my cock with my hand and got it nice and stiff and very hard. I then walked around and let the person watching me get a good look at the size of my stiff cock. Then I got dressed and went out.Over a few days I noticed that was being spied upon. The person was always in the shadows and looking directly. I have to admit, I still had a hard inner core that needed to kill the enemy wherever I could find them. The authorities did their best to keep the opposing forces separated to prevent such infractions and were only moderately successful, at best.After a few shots of the rot-gut that they served at the booze trap, I hooked up with a boy-toy with a cheap price tag because he had a less than satisfying cock and was reluctant to get down on his knees and show a girl his good intentions. I let him. I come back to Jen's cabin one afternoon to rest and I spot Jen in a shiny black spandex catsuit riding her white horse at a good speed, every step the horse took Jen's cellulite booty would bounce and so would her boobs under all that spandex, I take a corner and snap pictures of her, eventually she gets off her horse, petting it, grooming it while she sang like a angel, my erection was massive, I dreamt of riding that horse with her while naked and holding on to her while she wore that. Much to both Miss Summer’s and Mr Robson’s amusement Jonathan Jefferies. Anthony Trent and Gordon Wright ejaculated with their hand behind their backs before the spankings were over. Like Jacob they all sprang back to life quite quickly.Although Anita Unsworth and Claire Sullivan protested correctly that they hadn’t looked in to the showers talking back earned them an extra punishment.Miss Summers made them stand side by side with their legs apart in front of all the others ‘Touch your toes’.