The Last Promise Part 2
By Aldric
Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved.
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The Last Promise Part 2
Jared sat in his room, not sure why his door had been
reinstalled, but glad he was able cry without being watched.
Shortly after his parents got home his father called him out
of his room in a stern voice.
"Tell us what happened, and it better be the truth," he
said. Jared quickly related the story he had told the
police officer.
When he finished, his mother said, "Ashley thinks you need a
special program she has found on the Internet, but this
sounds like idle play to me. Very stupid, but idle.
Were
there just these two times?"
Jared remembered his sister's warning to deny any other
episodes. "Yeah, mom, that it. Just twice. And
once
wasn't even meant for anyone to see me, it was just my
friends playing a practical joke. I don't even think anyone
saw me, it might not even be one of the events the officer
heard about."
"Mom, that's not true. Ask him for his wallet," Ashley
said.
"Why, what does his wallet have to do with this?" their
father asked.
"He left his wallet on the counter the other day, and I was
looking to see if he had change for a five. Ask him for his
wallet and you'll see what I mean."
His father held out his hand, and Jared reluctantly handed
over his wallet. As soon as his father flipped it open, he
saw the picture of Jared naked on Elm Street. He showed the
picture to his wife, who blushed and turned away.
"See dad? It's like I said, he's enjoying the thrill,
daring anyone to catch him. And according to what Lois and
I found on the web, it will get worse. This time the police
are going to let him off, but what about next time?"
"But to turn all discipline over to you, including
spankings..." their mom started.
"Look on page 11, it says the training is most effective if
done by a younger sibling. And the spankings are for
humiliation only. I read it dad, it clearly says to use the
hand or a small brush only, and to stop when he turns red.
See here on this page: 'If done properly, bruising will
never occur. If a bruise does appear, too much force was
used.' I know this sounds weird, but I believe it will
work."
"I don't know honey, seeing your brother naked, spanking
him, it sounds so, well, indecent."
"It's supposed to be. According to the studies, he wants
the dare, not to get caught. But each event requires a
little more, and a little more, and soon it's out of
control. The humiliation teaches him." She paused,
looking
back and forth at her parents, who were looking at each
other.
"There's a measure of success too. It says that better
grades occur nearly all the time. He never gets anything
better than a C, try it until the end of the first grading
period and see how he does.
"Besides, it's not like I'm completely on my own. Jared can
always go to you to say when something I did was unfair or
cruel. And you can still check on him whenever you want.
I'm just worried that if you don't do something soon that
he's going to keep on doing it, and I don't want to be known
as the 'sister of the pervert' to all the kids in school."
Ashley stepped back to the side, leaving Jared to face his
parents. His mother looked to his father for a decision.
"Look Jared, what Ashley is talking about is removing the
door to your room, taking away all your privacy. You would
be naked all the time you are home, even if your friends, or
her friends, are over. How do you feel about that?"
Ashley stood behind their parents where Jared could see her.
She was shaking her head back and forth, and holding her
palms together in front of her to indicate the response she
wanted him to give.
"No dad, you can't do that, it isn't right. She can't see
me naked, she's my sister. I promise, it was just the three
times, I'm not a pervert, it won't happen again."
"But she's right, until you get arrested, how would we know?
We didn't know about the first three times. Was it really
only three times, or were there more?"
Ashley was shaking her head up and down, and held up one
finger. "There was one other time too I guess," Jared
mumbled, staring at the floor.
His parents looked at each other, and both nodded their
heads. "I'm sorry, Jared, but I think you sister may be on
to something here. We're going to try this for the rest of
the marking period, if you're grades improve maybe we'll
reconsider. Until then, you are to do whatever she tells
you, whether you like it or not. But, if you think she has
gone too far, you call your mother or me."
"What about his allowance dad?" Ashley asked. "He's not
supposed to have any freedoms unless I allow it, but if he
has money he can go to the movies or stuff."
"Good point Ashley. I'll hang onto his allowance while we
try this out. Jared, if you need money, you tell your
sister and she'll get it from me and give it you.
Understand?"
"Yes dad" he said, still staring at the floor. He was in
debt to his sister, and without his allowance he wouldn't be
able to pay her back. And as long as he owed her money, he
wasn't allowed to masturbate without her permission. Things
had just gotten a lot worse.
"Then go remove your clothes, and take your curtains down,
then take your door off," his dad said to him.
"But I don't think I'm ready to eat meals with him naked,"
he said to Ashley. "I'd like you to let him dress for
that."
"I'd planned on it. Sometimes you or mom has company over
who wouldn't understand, so I was planning on letting him be
dressed whenever he was in your part of the house."
"That's a good plan," their father said. "I guess we'll try
this for now, but we'll monitor it closely. I'll call the
school and let them know about it tomorrow." He turned to
his wife and grabbed her hand. "Are you sure you're
comfortable with this?" he asked her.
"No, I'm not, but you heard him stand right there and lie
about it twice. I think we have to try this program.
And
if he gets good grades, well, that's even better" she
answered as they left the old house and headed across the
walk to their portion of the house.
Ashley walked in to watch her once-again naked brother as he
removed the door to his room. "How much do you owe me now?"
"Sixty dollars" he answered while removing the last of the
curtain rod screws he had just put back in a few hours ago.
"No, you're wrong. It's an even one hundred dollars."
He
turned to look at her, but before he could say anything she
added "It went up when you decided you weren't going to earn
the pledge cards anymore. Oh, and the interest changed to
ten dollars a week. And cumming without permission is now
twenty five. Unless you want to go and tell mommy."
She
waited a second to see if he wanted to comment, and when he
didn't she continued.
"From now on, you will tell me every time you cum. If I
find out you shot without permission and you didn't tell me
before I find out myself it will cost you fifty dollars
instead of twenty five." Without waiting for a response,
she turned and walked out.
Saturday morning, Jared had two plans. First, he called
Adam's house to see if his mother needed someone to watch
Luke and Gary, since he needed some money fast. He was in
luck; Luke's mom wanted to go shopping for a few hours and
would gladly pay him to come over. They agreed on meeting
at noon.
Next he went to see Scott Vanderville, who was holding two
of Jared's cards ransom in exchange for some devious plot.
Scott was in ninth grade at the same school Jared went to.
"Did you get the other two cards back yet?" he asked.
"No, just one of them. Lois has the last one and she's
holding out for something special."
"That's okay, I've talked to my uncle and we can go ahead
with my plan. Do you have any money?"
"No, in fact I owe my sister a ton of money."
"Boy, she's really got you by the balls, doesn't she?" Scott
said. His comment reminded Jared of the fish hooks the
girls had put in his balls. Jared nodded. "Never mind
the
money for now, I've got an idea, but you're going to have to
borrow money from me too."
"How much, and what's the interest?" Jared asked, staring at
the ground.
"Think of it as a card for me and just accept it. It'll be
horrible, but not as bad as what you've been through. Can
you come somewhere with me now?"
Scott took them to a building with the sign "Butch's Tattoo
and Body Piercing" on the front. A "Closed" sign was
hanging on the door but Jared could see a light on inside.
Scott used a key to open the door and let them in.
He led Jared inside and locked the door behind him. "You're
underage, so my uncle is going to do this while the store is
closed."
"Do what Scott, I can't get a tattoo, my parents would find
out eventually."
"No, not a tattoo, although you could get one if you wanted.
Naw, he's going to put a 'D' ring in your balls with an ID
tag on it. You're about to become my property. And I
get
to train you." Jared stepped back away from him.
"Explain what you mean, especially that part about the ring
in my balls, and about training me."
"Its nothing really, don't get too excited. The ring is
tiny and is behind your balls so even if you're naked most
people won't notice it. I could go a lot of different
directions, but I think I'll stay real simple, get you to
obey a few simple commands like I was training a dog.
Here's the deal, if you want the cards back, you agree to
this. I'll pay for the ring, and you are mine until you pay
me back. I'm only going to humiliate you, not sell you or
anything. I might make you clean my room, but nothing like
a slave. Think of yourself more as a puppy. And once
you've repaid me for my expenses here, then you get the
cards. The ring you can keep, or my uncle will remove it.
He might even buy it back off you. What do you say; you
want the cards, don't you?"
"I want the cards, but I'm not sure about this. I don't
want nothing put in my balls, can't we do this some other
way?"
"Its no big deal, it's just a ring, kind of like this" he
said, lifting the front of his shirt. He had a small ring
attached to the skin around his belly button. "Yours will
be just like this only it will have a small ID tag on it.
He can numb it for you so it doesn't hurt, but I let him do
this without anything, all you feel is just a quick poke.
Can't be any worse than a fish hook. Besides, it'll be
fun."
"Yeah, for you, but you said you were going to humiliate me,
so I doubt that I'll have any fun."
"Oh, don't worry too much about that. I can't call you a
slave or people would get the wrong idea, so instead you'll
just be my little puppy."
Jared still wasn't sure, but he really did want the cards
back. "And after I pay you back its over, we stop
pretending? And how much will it cost me?"
"The piercing is $40, but because you're like family he'll
do it for the same price he charged me, $20. The training
ring is another $40. Then there is the pack, which costs
$50. I won't charge you for the collar. That's $110.
You'll have to come back in four days to make sure there's
no infection, and that will cost $10, but I'll pay that for
you. So just one hundred and ten dollars, and you can keep
the ring if you want when we're done. And I have a plan to
make it easy for you to earn some money to pay me back with.
It should all be over with in a few weeks."
Jared knew it couldn't be that easy, but he had to have
those cards. He suddenly had a scary thought, what if he
backed out of this and his sister asked him what he was
doing to honor the pledges, what would she do then? He
began to think this could be a lot better than fish hooks.
"Okay, let's do it before I change my mind."
Scott took him around back where a small man with black hair
and lots of muscle was smoking a cigarette while watching an
old show on a small television. "Uncle Tom, this is Jared,
the one I told you about. Jared, this is Tom, or Butch as
his customers usually call him."
"You decided do this?" Jared told him he had. "Then
drop
your drawers and have a seat on the chair." He pointed to a
padded chair with a paper cover just like Jared was used to
at the doctor's office. Tom pulled a cart around that
contained a big device that said it was a sterilizer, and
snapped on a pair of surgeon's gloves.
"Let's have a look here," he said, inspecting Jared's balls.
"You've already got a hole, have you been trying to do this
yourself?"
Rather than try to explain it to him, Jared said he had, and
Scott helped him out with the lie. "That's why I brought
him here as soon as I found out."
"He's going to make a good slave if he's willing to try to
do this by himself, but that don't excuse bad habits. Too
easy to get a nasty bug that way; but these holes do look
clean. I'm going to use them instead of poking new ones."
He looked up at Jared as he tore open an alcohol swab.
"This is going to feel cold, and then I'm going to run the
wire through. You probably won't even feel that. I'll
pull
the ring in with the wire, seal it closed, and we're done.
If you want Novocain, I can do it, but it costs extra and it
ain't worth it, this don't hurt at all, as you probably
discovered already there ain't many pain nerves in the skin
of your sack."
Jared said, "Just do it, I'm kind of nervous, so get it over
with." He lay back into the chair and stared at the
ceiling.
"That's the way to be, I'll be quick and clean, you just
relax." Jared felt the cold from the alcohol, then a small
poke. He felt the ring being pulled through, but Tom was
right, it didn't hurt. He looked back down just in time to
see Tom use a big tool to squeeze a cap over the two ends of
the ring. The ring was silvery colored, and had a small tag
attached to it.
"Do I have to do anything special?" he asked.
"It's surgical stainless, so you don't need to take it out.
Just clean your balls every day with one of these swabs. It
should heal in a day or two." Tom handed Jared a stack of
alcohol swabs, and then told Jared to stand up.
As soon as he was standing, Butch gently grabbed Jared's
balls and tugged them down. Using his free hand, he swung a
leather collar around the skin at the top of his sack, using
some kind of tool to tighten it down. Jared could feel two
sharp prongs poking into his skin.
Butch snapped a leash onto the ring, handing the free end to
Scott along with the tool.
Jared didn't like the idea of a training ring, and Scott
hadn't said anything about a leash, but it was probably too
late now. Jared tried to see the tag, but he couldn't make
out the words.
"It says 'Property of Scott Vanderville' to show that you
have agreed to this," Scott said. "Don't let the leash
scare you, we're just kids so we can't use it hardly
anywhere. I just want to see how it feels." He gave a
very
soft tug on the leash and then said, "Heel, Jared!"
Jared was stunned, not expecting anything like this at all.
When he didn't step in behind Scott, Scott whipped his end
of the leash across Jared's dick, not hard enough to hurt,
but enough to sting. Scott repeated the command.
This time Jared got up from the chair as soon as Scott gave
the tug, which was just a little stronger than before.
"Good puppy," he said to Jared.
"Before you guys run off to play, you owe me for the ring
and the installation. What price did you tell him Scott?"
Tom asked.
"I said you would do it for one hundred ten, forty for the
ring and twenty to put it in, fifty for the training collar
and waist band."
Tom smiled and said to Scott, "Boy, you are trying to drive
me into bankruptcy. You guys are minors, and I'll bet he
don't have his mommy's permission. I can't do this for one-
ten. Try one-fifty."
"That's too much you robber. He's like family to me.
He'll
pay one-thirty and not a cent more."
"Wait a minute," Jared said. "You told me a hundred and
ten."
"I thought he would do it for that, but he says no. You're
still getting a bargain at one hundred thirty. It won't be
that much longer until you pay me off." Scott dropped the
leash and dug in his wallet for the money. Jared walked
over to a mirror to look at how he looked to Scott.
"One of the rules is that when the leash is attached you
don't wonder around by yourself. I'll have to work on
teaching you to stay while we're at school," Scott said,
picking up the end of the leash again.
"At school! You can't do this at school. I thought you
said this was just you and me!"
"And slaves, I mean puppies, don't yell back at their
masters if they know what's good for them. Say you're sorry
and that you'll be a good puppy and I'll forget it this
time," Scott said. While talking, Scott had put a belt
around Jared's waist and was connecting two wires from the
back of the belt to the ball collar.
Jared knew he was trapped again. "I'm sorry; I'll be a good
dog."
"No, you're not a dog yet, that takes a while. You're a
puppy. Say you'll be a good one and I'll give you a treat."
Jared could feel his ears burning. "I'll be a good puppy.
But please don't do this at school."
Scott tossed him a dog biscuit. "Here you go puppy, eat
this. And I want to see your tail wag while you eat it."
At least Tom had gone back to his television show and was
ignoring them. Jared took a tentative bite of this biscuit.
It was dry, but tasteless. He wiggled his ass back and
forth as he ate it while Scott stood there with a big grin.
Once the last of the biscuit had been swallowed, Scott took
the leash off.
"You can get dressed now," he said. While Jared was putting
his pants back on, Scott said, "When the leash is on, you're
a puppy, and you belong to me. When the leash is not
attached, you're Jared. If I put the leash on you and
leave, other people have to know you're a puppy, so here are
some rules. Make several copies, and keep them in your
wallet. If I ask you for one, you'd better have one."
He
handed a printed paper to Jared.
Jared scanned the paper. It said, "If I'm wearing the
leash, I am a puppy, and I belong to Scott Vanderville. I
only do what my owner tells me to do, and if you get me or
my master in trouble, you will pay the consequences. You
can remove the leash unless my master has told me to keep it
on. Questions can be answered at Butch's Tattoo Shop."
"I don't really have to give this to people, do I?
"If anyone picks up the leash and I'm not right there, then
you have to give them one. A lot of people know my uncle,
even some kids at school. It may be embarrassing to give
them one, but it should help to keep you out of trouble.
Don't be afraid to bring anyone here, my uncle or the rest
of the staff will deal with them, kids or adults. And since
you belong to me, they will leave you alone. It isn't as
bad as it sounds."
"What do you have planned for the rest of today? Maybe we
can work on some simple commands," Scott said.
"I'm supposed to be babysitting in a few minutes."
"Well, we'll find some time Monday in school. Like I said,
I'm going to get as much humiliation fun out of this as I
can. You're not mine permanently like real slave boys; I
only have you until you earn the cards and repay the money.
But I have to be careful too and make sure an adult doesn't
see me training you. Most of them wouldn't understand."
"Come with me puppy," he said, leading Jared back by the
windows.
Jared frowned, but walked along. Scott brought him over by
the big glass window that looked out onto the sidewalk and
the street beyond. The blinds were closed, but Jared could
see the sunlight filtering in. "Drop your pants and boxers,
and begin beating off" he said. He snapped the leash back
on as soon as Jared's boxers went down.
Jared hesitated, but as his dick began to harden, Scott
suddenly lifted the blinds, and Jared could see several
people walking past. He scrambled, almost falling over his
pants, until he was behind a display case.
"Puppy, we really need to work on the stay command," Scott
said, picking up the leash again. He gave a small tug and
headed back over by the window. Jared stayed where he was,
and after a few hard pulls that almost pulled Jared over,
Scott gave up. He unclipped the leash and put it in his
pocket. From another pocket he pulled out a small black
controller. Using a tool to open it, he put in some
batteries and turned a switch. Jared immediately jumped and
yelled more from the surprise than the pain as several quick
shocks were administered to the collar on his balls.
"You have an E-collar on your sack, it's designed to teach
dogs not to bark. It gives six levels of shocks, that one
was level 3. I can make it shock you whenever I press the
button, or when I release the button." Scott turned a
switch inside the controller and then held down the button
while he snapped the controller closed. Then he released
the button for a second to accent his words.
"The windows are tinted, nobody can see in when it's light
outside. If you had trusted me and stayed where you were, I
would have cut you a break and worked on your training after
school. But since you didn't listen, we'll do it in school.
Don't forget the instructions. Scott was holding down a
button on the remote as he talked. "Go ahead and get
dressed, and come and see me when you come back from Adam's
house."
Once Jared had his pants pulled up, Scott put the remote in
his hands. As soon as he released the button, the shocks
started again until he closed Jared's thumb over the button.
"It's like an electric fence, about 30,000 volts but just a
tiny bit of current. It hurts like hell though, don't it.
Don't lose the remote, the batteries in the belt will run
for about 4 hours." He unlocked the door and held it open
till Jared left.
As he left the store, Jared walked back to the window. No
matter how hard he tried, all he could see was his own
reflection; he couldn't see anything inside the store.
Jared headed towards Kevin's house, keeping his thumb over
the button while trying to keep the device in his pocket out
of sight. He arrived a few minutes early, but Kevin's mom
thanked him anyway and yelled for Luke. Luke showed up a
few seconds later with Gary right behind him.
"Come on," he said, pulling on Jared's arm. "My brother
said we can play at the fort." They took off at a slow run.
Jared realized this would be the first time he had ever gone
to the fort with clothes on. He wasn't too sure if he would
still be wearing them when he left though.
Kevin, Adam, and Brad were all there when they arrived.
'You're early, that's cool. It gives us more time for fun,"
Adam said.
"Wait a minute, I thought this was a real sitting job, not
more torture," Jared said.
"It is, this is just fun. You don't even have to get
undressed except for taking your shirt off. We'll all take
a turn, we just thought we'd start with you" Kevin said.
"What's that thing you're holding in your pocket?" Luke
asked. Jared hesitated.
"Come on, we've got a video of you and the password to your
web site, don't make us use them. Show us what you're
hiding," Adam said.
Jared slowly pulled the remote out, keeping his thumb on the
button.
"What is that, a bomb?" asked Gary, backing away.
"No, it's just this thing I have to hold down for a kid
named Scott," Jared began, but Brad had come up behind him
and grabbed the remote from his hand.
"Give me that," he said, and as Jared's thumb slipped off
the button the five boys were surprised to see Jared bend
over and jump up and down as he yelled "Press the button,
press the button."
Brad pressed the button for a second and then released it,
watching the reaction in Jared. Then he pressed it again.
"I think you'd better show us" he said to Jared.
Jared undid his pants and dropped them to his ankles,
followed by his boxers. Everyone saw the collar around the
top of his balls with the two wires on it running to the
belt; it wasn't until Gary did a closer inspection that he
saw the ring through the back of Jared's sack.
"You know, I think we'd like to take your shirt off and get
on the board," Brad said, allowing one more zap to emphasize
his words.
As soon as he was bound, Adam explained the rules. "We're
going fishing for information. This time, there's no time
limit, when we get bored we stop. But if you make it too
easy on us, we'll use the thing Brad is holding. So my
advice is to put up with as much of the torture as you can
before you answer a question.
Kevin started by picking up the ointment. Seeing the sudden
look of fear on Jared's face, he said, "Don't worry, we
ruled the piss hole as off limits. But your balls aren't.
So tell us who Scott Vanderville is, and tell us about the
collar and the ring."
Jared started to answer, then remembered to resist. Kevin
started by letting Luke and Gary tickle him, but Jared was
able to keep from giving up until the third time they
stopped just long enough to let him catch his breath. As
soon as Kevin let them start tickling again, Jared said
"Stop, I can't breathe. Scott Vanderville is a kid in
school. He took my pants when I threw them out the window,
and found two pledge cards in my wallet. One of the cards
was the one you guys signed."
"That was pretty good, you really made these two boys work
for that bit of information. But what about the stuff?"
And on it went, the boys learning the story one piece at a
time. Jared was holding out pretty well, but once they
started using the ointment, he started to break down,
especially when they kept putting it on the same spot on his
balls time after time. When Jared got to the part about the
picture in his wallet, they pulled his wallet from his pants
and looked at it.
"Is that really you walking naked down the middle of a
street in the middle of the day, or was it faked?" Adam
asked.
Jared told him it was real, knowing that Adam was already
plotting something. "I want another picture to put in his
wallet, one taken at school" Adam said. "Kevin, that camera
can take still photos too, can't it?"
"It sure can, no problem at all. I take it we're heading
for the school?"
"Yeah, I know just where I want the picture taken," Adam
said. "But first, let's see if he has anything else
interesting to tell us."
They went back to learning more of what happened, gradually
getting it a piece at a time and then verifying that he told
the truth with more torture until they were satisfied they
had the whole story. Jared was proud of himself because
they never used the shocking device.
"You really did great," Brad said, and the others all
agreed. "This was the most fun we've had in a long time."
He looked at Adam and Kevin and said, "We told him if he
made it fun we'd go easy on him."
"Yeah, we could even let him torture one of the kids if we
had a little more time," Brad said, "but Gary and I need to
get home soon." Gary and Luke both looked very relieved at
that. "But if we're going to do anything else we had better
get started, it's getting late."
They untied Jared and let him put on his shorts and shirt
and they were off. When they got near the school though,
Gary and Luke turned to the right when everyone else turned
left. "I thought we were heading to the school," Gary said,
and then he suddenly realized his error. "Oh, you meant
your school." He sounded disappointed.
"Why can't we take two pictures?" asked Brad. "It won't
take that long to go to both schools. If we go to the
elementary school last we can cut down Apple Lane and still
be home before Gary and I are late."
With that settled, they headed for the middle school. When
they got there, Adam pointed at the sign in front of the
school. It was on the grass, just off Patterson Road, which
had cars parked on it and occasional traffic.
"I don't know about that" said Kevin. "There's a lot of
traffic here. If someone sees him and calls the cops, we're
all busted."
"But we can control it" said Adam. "He takes off everything
except his shorts and stands next to the sign. You get the
camera ready, and when everything is set we check for
traffic and when it's clear we say go. He drops his shorts,
you take a picture, and he pulls the shorts back up. We can
do it all in fewer than ten seconds."
Kevin was considering it, and finally agreed. He found the
best place to stand to frame the picture so it would show
the sign with Jared leaning on it and the street. He was
just about ready when a girl came walking down the sidewalk.
"Run up there and tell him to drop his pants as soon as she
is even with the sign, and then get out of the picture,"
Kevin said to Gary, who ran down to where Jared was
standing. Jared watched the girl, and as she passed he
quickly shed his shorts. He heard two clicks and then Kevin
lowered the camera and Jared quickly pulled his pants back
up.
"It was perfect," Kevin said. "With the perspective it will
look like she's still in front of the sign when we took the
picture. I took two just to be sure."
"Now let's go to my school," Luke said.
They set up a shot on the basketball court that had the
school in the background. Kevin had Luke take off his
shirt, and Gary his shoes and socks. "The theme is that you
guys are playing strip horse, and he lost. Jared, I want
you to hold both your arms like you were shooting a
basketball as I take the picture."
Once again, they made sure no traffic was around and set the
shot, and Kevin took two more pictures. Then they headed
back towards home. When they got close, Adam asked how long
Brad and Gary had before they were supposed to be home.
Brad looked at his watch and said, "fifteen minutes, but if
we're a little late it will be okay. What do you have in
mind?"
"Well, I don't know about you guys, but my dick is really
sore. I was thinking maybe someone here could kiss it and
make it feel better." Everyone knew exactly what he meant,
and they headed back to the fort as fast as they could.
They followed Kevin back to his father's den, when Kevin
told Luke to keep an eye out for their mother. He started
everything up and quickly downloaded the memory from the
camera to the computer. Kevin did a little editing, and
then printed the best two pictures on high-quality paper.
He handed them to Adam, who nodded his head in approval
before showing them to Luke.
Adam handed the pictures to Jared and said, "Keep those in
your wallet until you earn our card back."
"Okay boys, I think its payday," Kevin said, leading the
way.
His mother was already home, and gave Jared fifty dollars.
As soon as they got Jared outside, Adam held out his hand.
Jared pulled the money Kevin's mom had given him and handed
it over to Adam.
"I think we should share this with Luke and Gary too, they
worked just as hard as we did this time," Adam said. He
opened his wallet and pulled out some ones to replace a ten,
and then counted out five stacks of eight dollars each.
"One share for each of us," Adam said, handing out the five
stacks of money. Luke and Gary were overjoyed to learn that
not only did they get a chance to humiliate a big kid, but
that they got paid for it too. Adam handed the rest of the
money to Jared.
"Let's do this again next weekend," he said to Jared.
"Come on man, I really need some money. You guys are
ripping me off."
"Yeah, it sucks to be you. Maybe next time we will let you
earn it on the board. The longer you go, the more you can
keep. How's that sound?"
Jared mumbled something, but then his thumb slipped off the
button and the shocks started again until he could press it
down. His thumb was getting tired from the pressure.
He headed back to Scott's house to see what he had to do
there.