So on we went, except it was a warm evening despite the rain, and running naked in the rain makes it hard to tell if you are sweating, or not. No swea... means dehydration is just around the corner, so as we made the next turn close to the barn I turned off the track and headed inside. The tack room had a fridge I had stocked with basics, bottled water especially.Standing still after a run isn’t a good idea, better to walk and cool down so we kept moving, drinks in hand, Laura rolling her chilled. "And I'm damned if I want my own failings to be the subject of open debate – that if there's ever going to be anything to discuss. What the girls talk about between themselves is up to them, but there are some things a senior officer does not need to know about."Trip grinned. His years in Engineering had rubbed off any shyness he might ever have laid claim to, but he knew that the reticent Brit would be mortified by having his private life made public, even between friends."Well, they probably. "Oh, yea, I know you can take it all, can't you? You're a regular cocksucking pro. You like have that big cock stuffed down your tight throat, don't you bitch?"With his fat sausage stuffed down my pie-hole, I could only nod my agreement as my eyes watered and I fought the gag reflex that was trying to cough his big spear from my ravaged throat.Even as this big anonymous stud was abusing my mouth, my dick was leaking pre-cum and I was in heaven. I didn't hear the door open this time, but I was. ” Rachel had started to cry. “Right that’s it bend over the desk.” the headmistress had quickly walked around behind Rachel pulling her to her feet so that she could bend her over. Her skirt had been lifted and her knickers pulled down. Rachel remembered grimacing as she had felt the headmistress place the length of the cane across her bare buttocks. “No Miss please don’t hit me.” she had cried out. “So you’d rather be punished with the vibrator?” “Yes Miss” Rachel had just about managed to.