Reb being a southerner what little he had wiped out by the war, was also friendly with the Indians. The towns people felt justified in their disdain for the barefoot dirt farmer. The sheriff had him in front of the judge for loafing, (waiting on grain order as general store) and resistence (protesting his innocence). The judge ordered him flogged in public. This sort of thing was always popular wiht the townspeople. Rebs lean musclualar frame was tied to the ring high on the stout post. To add to his humility a deputy pulled his ragged pants off leaving him naked in the texas sun. Sweat sheened the crowd viewed and comment on his physic. Much noted the long hard cock. Shading out the stranded leather flogger, the shreiff smiled he enjoyed lashing a naked victim. The satisfing craccck of his lash and the muted yell of a strong willed boy body writhing with pain.
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