I knew the men couldn't see me; the dress was modest, but I felt a hot flash of embarrassment as Frank explained about "climaxing" and "Off time". I l...oked down at the dais, unable to meet anyone's gaze.Finally Frank was done. Looking back at Bill and I he said, "Do you each understand the contest and agree to abide by the rules?" Bill nodded; I managed to croak, "Y-yes." Ok, fine!" Frank exclaimed. "Let the contest begin! Jim, please put five minutes on the "On" clock."I saw the hands move,. Sean had me stand on one foot while he wrapped leather around my ankle, then tied it in place with all three colors of paracord. Once both ankles were cover and tied to the rod, Sean told me to grasp the bar. His warm up swats started firmly and quickly went to stinging. After about a dozen on each side, he switched to the cutting board paddle. It was only the warmup, but neither Christine or Mario would consider it trivial. The flogging flowed smoothly from the warmup. Sean used the heavy. He gently pulled up my tee-shirt exposing my thong pair of panties I had on. They barely covered my butt as he quickly yanked them from my body. I felt an enormous rush shoot right through me as my husband said to Josh, “Why don’t you spank her!” My husband knows what exactly turns me on and being spanked is definitely one of them. Josh then came up from behind me and gave my tight small ass a whack with his hand. My husband then said to him, “Harder! She likes to be spanked hard.” Josh again. With the help of another shot of penicillin, his fever broke early the next afternoon. The folks had spread out around the grounds. All three of the bunkhouses were being used, and all the bedrooms in the house as well.By nightfall, both Conestoga's and one of the prairie schooners had been emptied, as had the smaller buckboard. Not that all the stuff had found its home, yet. The porches were full of crates and parcels waiting to find their proper place.The stock took to their new home easily,.