Watch the paddling

The blonde who lost the first race has a decent enough figure and you won't really be able to see her face when she's holding on to her ankles, so her punishment might prove a pleasant enough diversion. Besides, you're technically supposed to be supervising this event, so it's more professional to stay, although you only actual responsibility is to hand over the trophy to the winner.

The man who backed the girl for the most money is a balding, overweight man in his fifties or early sixties, wearing a cravat with a smart jacket and trousers that don't form a suit. As expected, he roughly orders his victim to grab her ankles and flips her hem up over her back to expose a disappointingly flat and shapeless bottom. Without further ado, he takes up his position and delivers a solid whack with the paddle Robyn provided. Unlike women at the university, she's not expected to beg for her punishment and the spectators helpfully (and loudly) count so she doesn't have to do so.

The young lady howls, perhaps extra sensitive from the **** orgasms, or maybe just unaccustomed to such an intense implement. Her bum immediately reddens and by a fortuitous and completely unplanned stroke of luck, you happen to be standing where you can see right between her legs when her knees flex at the impact. Her fanny is red raw and glistening with thick, slimy secretions. It's a shame it's off limits for the current spanking.

The bloke goes a bit quicker than you would and the contestant's increasingly agitated screams threaten to drown out the crowd's counting. You wonder why women would pay generously to put themselves through this ordeal, instead of making a donation or taking part in a less risky form of fundraising. Obviously, some might enjoy the experience (even the spanking, if it came to that), but this doesn't seem to be the case here.

Despite buttocks nearly turning black with bruising, the unlucky loser manages to stay in position until the end. As painful as it undoubtedly is, this is quite a playful punishment, a fun adjunct to the orgasm race itself. Getting thrashed for moving around is something she's certainly not wanting to experience.

* THWACK *

"Ten!"

"Aaargh!"

Laughter ensues while Robyn and the spanker help the blonde to straighten up, her face a mask of tears. It looks like she thanks them and then tries to hobble off the stage, but is held back by the man.

"Just a minute, there. Aren't you forgetting your tip?" He's not speaking particularly loudly, but the people nearby hush, instinctively trying to hear what's going on. A brief expression of horror flits across the girl's face and you have a momentary vision of her having to service him on the stage, but it turns out he just wants her to reimburse him the money he wagered on her success. He then generously donates the tip to the football fund, much to the appreciation of the crowd.

The student coach thanks both participants for being such good sports and they get down from the stage to a round of applause, both smiling, even if one of the smiles is rather ****. He returns to his group of friends and she heads for the washroom to inspect the damage and make herself presentable again. You didn't notice whether she was one of the few contestants who didn't wear any knickers at all today, but she definitely hasn't put any on since the end of the race.

On that subject, Robyn starts to announce the riders in the next heat and the first person she mentions takes you completely by surprise.