Soon the two defaulters heard her staff car being driven away, taking her back to the Castle far away in the South. Francesca and Frieda stood rigidly...to attention, waiting to be told to go and report for punishment. They had been given this many lashes before and survived - after a fashion, but if only they could just get fifty at a time - a moderate civilised flogging! Anyway, they were well over their objective by now and had no need to step out of line again!The Colonel sat for some time. She could see through the tears that clouded her eyes and the blackness that threatened her consciousness, that Sweetness was being treated no less brutally than herself. How could sex be so bad? She'd always associated it with pleasure, and now all she could do was hope and pray that it would be over soon. But no chance! Yet another of those peculiarly permanently stiff penises pushed through the bruised and ripped lips of her cunt and pushed into her far deeper than she was properly able to. Just as she was about to sit down, the telephone rang. Kim went over to the phone and answered it, talked for several moments and hung up."That was mom," Kim said as she walked back to the chair. "She was just checking to be sure everything was alright."Kim flopped down in the large leather chair and leaned back. Jack flipped through the channels until he found a program that all three of them agreed on."Jack," Megan said. "Would you please build a fire in the fireplace for us?"Jack jumped off. He motioned for her to sit on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. He got on his knees at the end of the bed to be level with her waiting cunt. He wasted no time and buried his face in her wet snatch. Coach was really working a number on Vicki and she rewarded him with a mouthful of her pussy juice as she came on his tongue. Coach continued his onslaught on her pussy and lapped up every drop. He had been waiting for this for so long, he wanted to enjoy every moment.He then pushed her legs.