Well
I guess I must tell you that this is a story about what me and my friend T.I.L.
did.
One day me and Til were hanging out with our friend Jack at our club
house. Jack's girlfriend, Jennifer Rouge, broke in the club house that day when
we weren't there.
We found this out when we got back to see our secret safe
was tampered with. Til opened the safe to find everything but his favorite medallion
that his girlfriend Nina gave him. Jack noticed that there was a piece of black
material caught in the latch.
When we examined it, we found that the material
came from a black Raiders coat.
"I know exactly who this belongs to" Jack
said.
"Who?" I asked.
"Jenny. This looks like her coat" Jack replied.
"Only one way to find out, excuse me" Til said storming out and down the street.
After a 3 minute period we saw Til passing by, carrying Jenny over his shoulder.
Jack and I exchanged bemused glances and quickly followed him into his uncle's
house next door. Jenny was kicking and cussing the whole way into the basement.
"Dude
what are you doing?!" asked a perplexed Jack.
"Quite down girl" Til snapped,
ignoring Jack as he wrestled with a struggling Jenny.
Til had me hold her
arms while he adjusted a table of some kind. He then took some rope and tied her
ankles to the two table legs in front of her. He quickly removed her Raiders coat
and threw it on the floor, leaving her in her red dress.
Grabbing her arms
from me he bent her over the table lying on her stomach and tied her hands firmly
to the remaining two table legs.
"Til you fat wanker! Just you let me
go you .. you F***ing psycho!" Jenny snapped.
"Dude if she keeps on screaming
like this we are in some sh*t." I expressed.
"Listen, she can scream, plead,
and even weep. With these soundproof walls you hear not a peep." Til promised
us calmly.
"Til let her go man." Jack pleaded on her behalf.
"In all good
time bro, first is first, and I want my medallion back." Til snarled.
"But
we don't even know for sure that she did it." Jack pleaded again.
Til picks
up her coat and holds it out showing a hole in the back by the logo. Then he holds
the piece black material we found up to it, ... a perfect match.
"Where is
my medallion Jenny?" Til asked her calmly.
"I don't know what the f*** you
are talking about." Jenny retorted viciously, struggling in vein to break
from her new bonds. "You bast*rds are going to regret this!"
"Not as much
as you will, Michael Jackson." Til smirked.
"What? I am not Michael
Jackson you freak!" she yelled.
Til took his hand and smacked her ass as hard
as he could with one loud SMACK. "Oow!" she cried, shooting him a glare that could
have killed.
"Sure sound like him to me babe." Til laughed himself into the
next room.
He returns with a handmade wooden paddle that had leather on
each side and eight evenly spaced holes through the centre on it. We watched him
wrap the handle with skateboard griptape.
"What the hell is is that?" Jack
asked nervously.
"Jenny, I would like you to meet my little friend. This is
the SALTY BUMBLEBEE." Til announced to her with a wicked smile stretching
across his face.
"Man. I can't believe you are doing this bro." Jack worried.
"Why is there leather on it?" I asked.
"It's leather I specially boiled in
some salt water. It makes the leather easy to stretch and the salt crystalizes
in the gaps amplifying the stinging." Til proudly stated.
"Let me go!" Jenny
yelled, starting to panic and still wincing to break free.
Til gave her ass
four good cracks with the paddle causing her to cuss and scream.
"Where is
my medallion, Jenny?" Til asked firmly.
"I don't .. f***ing ... have ... any
... stupid medallion" Jenny snapped syllable by syllable whilst wriggling like
a fish at the shock of her newly heated and stinging bottom.
Til then gave
her ass another twenty hard cracks, then stopped and turned to us to tell the
two of us to calm down. Jenny was in genuine pain, but we were feeling it too!
"You need to tell him where it is or this will only get worse." I informed.
"This can't get any worse! I don't f***ing have anything." Jenny said in between
sobs.
Jack comes up to me and Til and says: "Dude she is way too stubborn
to listen to anyone." Til replies with a smile: "Really, then behold the MONEY
MAKER."
Til returns to Jenny while me and Jake stare in confusion.
"Can't
get worse you say. You are obviously forgetting something." Til stated firmly.
"What
am I forgetting?" Jenny hissed.
"The moment to dread, when spine is shielded
by something red." Til smirked.
"What the F*** is that suppose to mean?"
Jenny asked roughly.
Til repeated his riddle as he began lifting her red dress
up onto her back, exposing her bare and tender skin plus all of her tiny blue
panty-covered bottom.
"You can't be serious!!" Jenny cried.
Til looked
at the green dollar signs on her bottom and quoted a second riddle as he pulled
her panties to her ankles: "What do I do with money of green, panties of blue
leave the scene." Til then gave her ass fifteen more hard cracks on her bare
bottom.
The cristallized salted leather did it's job, producing huge multicoloured
patterns in her dainty flesh. At the fifteenth stroke Jenny had had more than
enough!
"Ok! ok!" she screamed. "My brother has it. It's in his room;
in his dresser. I'll go and get it for you. Please stop. Please.." Jenny begged.
"Cha-Ching .. The Money Maker." Til said with a smile.
We then untie her
and we take her home where she was more than happy to give Til his precious medallion
back.
After receiving the medallion we left her at home. Jack and me and
Til went back to his uncle's house. We were there not even ten minutes when the
phone rings. It was Jenny and she wanted to talk to me and Til, so he puts her
on speakerphone.
"What is it chick" I asked.
"I just wanted to say how
sorry I am for all the trouble I caused today, can we still be friends?" Jenny
asked.
Before I could think Til answers: "Of course me and Panther will
still be friends with you, just remember to respect others and they will respect
you!"
And that my friends is the true MONEY MAKER---Panther! |
