It started off with a visit to my friend Jenny's house. My name is Sue and we had been friends for about 4 years. We had met as our kids went to the same school. We were both 30 years old and got along well so we started having family BBQs and outings together. My husband John and Jenny's husband Roger soon became friends but I never knew what Jenny saw in Roger.
He was of medium build with a big beer gut and ugly. He also had a very sleazy manner about him which always put me off. He worked as a mechanic and was always covered in grease and I used to constantly catch him checking out my curves whenever Jenny was out of site. I go the gym almost every day and have an ass to die for. My tits aren't the biggest but I definitely get a few looks.
Occasionally at BBQs after a few drinks, Roger would come up behind me when John and Jenny were not around and grab my ass or make suggestive sexual comments. I was generally repulsed by this and would tell him to fuck off. I sometimes mentioned it to my husband afterwards but it was generally passed off as Roger just mucking around. I think he turned a blind eye as he was probably doing the same with Jenny when I wasn't around. Jenny is a little on the plump side and is constantly on some sort of diet which never works. She has a large round ass and smaller tits than me.
Anyway, one day when the kids were at school I was over visiting Jenny. We were all going camping on the weekend and Jenny was packing. We were in her back shed getting fishing gear together. The shed was very large with 2 benches covered in car parts and very cluttered. Jenny wore a pair of brown shorts and white singlet. It was warm so I had on my yellow and white summer dress which came down to a few inches above my knee. I was feeling playful so I decided to grab a fishing rod and start using it as a sword.
"En-guard," I yelled and playfully jabbed at Jenny.
Jenny jumped back and used the tackle box as a shield before grabbing a fishing net to use as a weapon.
Just then Roger came walking out of the back door of the house and towards the shed. He must have finished work early and looked like he was in a really bad mood. He was wearing dark coloured work pants and a dark blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was covered in dust and his hair was all messy.
"Hi Honey, you're home early," Jenny said tentatively, whilst cautiously putting down the tackle box.
"Yeah, the compressor blew up, ruining the day. It can't be fixed until tomorrow so the boss told me to take the rest of the day off. I'm glad I came home when I did though," he said grumpily, "Don't you know how expensive this fishing gear is?"
"I just spent last weekend sorting that tackle box out, so I hope all of the hooks and sinkers aren't mixed together with you throwing it around like that." He threw Jenny a dirty look before turning his gaze to me.
"And that's my favourite fishing rod. It cost me $250 and I've only used it twice. If you'd have broken it, I'd have had to take that $250 out on your ass!" He stated with a sleazy look in his eye.
This was just another of his comments that probably turned his deprived mind on but he didn't scare me. I looked over at Jenny but she was not going to back me up.
"Ooohhh, noooo," I said sarcastically as I began flinging his rod around above my head, "We can't break the precious rod now can we?"
"Don't do that!" Jenny yelled, rather seriously.
Just then, the rod caught on the corner of the shed snapping it clean in half. I really hadn't meant for that to happen and when I looked up at Roger, I knew I was in trouble. He looked like he was going to explode. Jenny just stood there motionless with a look of disbelief on her face.
"You're going to pay for that," he said in a strained voice.
"Ok, sorry. I'll pay for it. I'll get John to drop the money off later on tonight." I said apologetically. I really didn't want to piss him off any more.
"No, you're going to pay for it with your ass like I said." He stated rather forcefully.
I couldn't believe it. I knew he was pissed off and it was my fault but surely he must be just trying to drill home a point that he was not happy.
"You can't be serious!" I said, trying to make light of the situation, but inside I was beginning to get nervous.
"When I bought that rod, it was the last one in that series -- it's irreplaceable, so you can shove your money!"
He was now walking towards me. I turned sideways and held out the two broken parts of the fishing rod towards him. He roughly grabbed the two parts of the rod and gave me a shove, causing me to stumble into the shed. I looked back towards the door and Jenny had joined Roger's side.
"Jenny....." I said rather hesitantly.
"Well he did warn you, and you were being irresponsible with something so valuable." she stated rather coldly.
"Either you take your whipping and we forget about the whole thing, or you're not welcome in this house again. I also wont let you hang out with Jenny any more either. What's it gonna be?"
"What do you mean by whipping?" I asked, still in disbelief of the whole situation.
"I warned you I would take the $250 out on your ass, so I'm gonna whip your ass."
"What with?" I asked. I don't know why, but I was interested to hear how far he thought he could take this masquerade. I was also starting to give into the idea of being punished. I think it must have been the threat of our families not having fun together any more and the fact that I really did deserve to be punished.
"You could use the rod," Jenny announced quite proudly. "It's broken now anyway and it should work." My friend was now siding with this sleazy monster and giving him ideas on how to punish me!
"Good idea Honey, how many do you think she deserves?"
"I think one stroke for every $10 you spent on the rod should be enough."
