I pulled back some, but not for long because Beth put her hand on the back of my head and pushed hard. Mr. Jones cock hit the back of my throat again ...nd I gagged again. I pulled back some and she pushed me right back onto the big cockI was crying because my mouth hurt so badly, but she didn’t stop pushing and Mr. Jones didn’t back away either. I had this huge cock at my throat and choked.I tried to pull back and Beth just pushed me more. I swallowed and suddenly I had this big massive cock in. He suddenly thrust himself deep inside me again. I just kept moaning and protesting for him to stop. This time, he would thrust himself in forcefully, pounding against me, he would stay deep inside me for several seconds, then withdraw very slowly, then thrust again. "Oh, please stop." I moaned. "Just say 'Red'. Hmm, it's not that hard to pronounce. Anytime, and I will stop. Something else I need to get clear with you Mother." He continued his hard thrusting and slow withdrawal. . Carol turned her head away, not that she thought that it would diminish the sting, as Duncan raised the cane. CRACK, the cane whistled through the air and made contact with Carol's arse. She twisted but did not make a sound but if Duncan could have seen her face he would have seen the pain register on it.Duncan watched the first red line appear and then he added others at intervals of about fifteen seconds. Carol was bucking and writhing and groaning and sobbing as stroke after stroke lashed. "With a big smile, Bulldog said, "Yes Sir, Sgt. Belial."Bulldog was excited because Bertha was her idea for breaking in the newbies. Bertha was Bulldogs personal strap-on, that she brought from home. Ten inches long and two inches around, of solid rubber cock. Powered by Bulldogs athletic legs which she lifts weights with almost daily. Tom grabs his handcuffs and bends Hillary over the side of her bed. Locking her wrist to the legs of her bunk, leaving her head down and that sexy ass upturned..