The Last Promise Part 6
 By Aldric
 
 Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved.
 
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 depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are
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 The Last Promise Part 6
 
 Jared stood where Roger pointed and shuddered as Roger
 pulled the belt and the leather collar out of his bag.  "Put
 these on," he said, handing them to Jared.
 
 "I can't fasten the belt by myself or connect the wires,"
 Jared said.  Roger pointed at one of the boys who pulled the
 belt around Jared's waist and cinched it down.  Jared pulled
 his balls down and tried to close the clasp, but was unable
 to do it.  Roger helped, then connected the wires.
 
 Roger handed the controller to Jared.  "Kneel down and show
 them how it works," he said.
 
 Jared dropped to his knees and pressed the button, trying to
 suppress the pain from the shocks, but it was evident on his
 face.
 
 "Wicked!" said one boy, reaching down to see how it worked.
 He happened to have his finger against one of the metal
 prongs when it shocked, causing him to jump back.  "Damn,
 that smarts.  It must be hell on his balls!"
 
 While the boys were examining Jared's ring, Roger got out
 piece of clothesline from his gym bag.  He ran half the line
 through the ring, tying it in a simple knot.  Then he ran
 one end to a support stand on one end of the bench and tied
 that off.  He did the same for the other side, leaving Jared
 stuck where he was, unable to reach either knot.
 
 Everyone wanted to learn more about Jared, mostly if he had
 to do what they told him.  Roger explained that Jared
 belonged to Scott and some of the boys immediately backed
 away.
 
 "Why, who is Scott Vanderville?" one of the boys asked.
 
 "He's trouble, his whole family is.  Stay clear of him, even
 the high school kids know that; or they learn to," another
 boys answered.  "Are you sure you're allowed to be doing
 this to Jared?  I mean, the tag on his balls says he's the
 property of Scott."
 
 "Don't worry, he gave me permission.  I've got something
 else to show you guys," Roger said, pulling out a CD.
 "Who's got a laptop?"
 
 While the computer was turning on, Roger looked at Jared and
 said, "When this starts, I want you to tell everyone what
 they're seeing.  And hold that button down until it's done."
 
 Jared waited until the CD was inserted and loaded, and a
 file started.  He pressed the button and tried to pay
 attention to the tiny screen as twenty boys gathered around.
 The file launched a movie, and Jared saw right away it was
 taken the day Roger, Brandon, and Roger's little brother
 Mike made him ride a motor bike naked down to the quarry and
 back.
 
 Jared tried to explain past the pain from the shocks.
 Everyone had questions and wanted the part where the group
 of boys and girls caught him replayed several times.
 "What's that they're doing?" one boy asked.
 
 "They're using a magic marker to put their initials on my
 ass," Jared explained.
 
 "That's what was all over your ass that day a few weeks
 ago," the boys yelled.  "Boy, you are sick.  Getting caught
 by a bunch of little kids; you deserve this."
 
 The movie ended and Jared stopped holding down the button.
 The boys had a million questions for Roger and Jared about
 what they just saw.  Roger said "Jared owes my little
 brother a favor, but he never called or visited.  I've got
 even more stuff, better than this.  Maybe next week we can
 do this again if Jared here doesn't pay up."
 
 "Hey, its time for lunch," one of the boys said, looking at
 his watch.  "What are you going to do with him?" he asked
 regarding Jared as everyone finished changing clothes.
 
 "I'm going to leave him here for a while," he said, putting
 the remote on the bench.  Remember puppy, the leash is still
 attached."  Without another word, he followed the last boy
 out.  Jared pulled on the line and found he could slide the
 knot in the ring down, which would let him reach one of the
 bench supports and untie the knot, but he decided he'd
 better not since he was supposed to stay.
 
 Instead of going to lunch however, Roger held Brandon back
 and together they went looking for Roger's brother Mike and
 the two kids they had heard about from Mike - Kevin and
 Brad.  According to Mike, Kevin and Brad and their brothers,
 along with a third kid named Adam, had also been tormenting
 Jared, and from what they said it sounded like maybe they
 had some pictures too.  Roger was hoping to share and
 compare; maybe even to team up and give Jared a day he'd
 never forget.
 
 Brandon said he knew where Mike was, so they decided to
 split up and meet back at the locker room.  "But how will we
 get back in?" asked Brandon.
 
 "I jammed the lock so the door will open if we press on it,"
 Roger answered.
 
 "You mean anyone can walk in there?  That sure would be
 embarrassing for him, but it would be just fitting.  Okay,
 I'll get Mike and meet you there."
 
 When they got back together, Brandon had brought Mike in
 addition to two boys from his class.  Roger had Kevin, Adam,
 and Brad.  They all introduced each other, Roger commenting
 that they had someone from all three grades, sixth, seventh,
 and eighth.
 
 After making sure nobody was watching them, they entered the
 locker room, finding Jared right where Roger had left him.
 Roger pulled the tape he had put across the door lock and
 tested it to make sure the lock was working again.
 
 "Hey puppy, how ya doing?" Roger asked.  He grabbed the
 leash that was still hanging from the ring in Jared's balls
 and gave it a soft pull.
 
 Mike's friends, who had only heard about Jared, stared in
 disbelief.  "This is cool, what are we going to do to him?"
 one of them asked.
 
 "Anything you want," Roger said.  He handed the controller
 to one of the boys and said "Do you want to fry his balls?
 Just press that button in and watch what happens."
 
 They took turns passing the controller around and making
 Jared squirm, but that soon got boring.  Roger told them
 about the pictures and video he had, which caused Kevin to
 talk about the videos he had made.  "Too bad the kid with
 the laptop computer left, I'd like to see them," Roger said.
 
 "Have you guys seen the pictures he carries in his wallet?"
 
 Most of the boys had not seen them, and Mike said, "Let's
 make him tell us the combination!"
 
 "No need, we've already done that," Adam said.  He opened a
 little book he had in his pocket and found the combination
 Jared had given him in one of the torture sessions they had
 put him through.
 
 They quickly had the locker open and pulled Jared's wallet
 out of his pants pocket.  "What the hell!" said Jake, one of
 the boys from Mike's gym class as he stared at the pictures
 before handing them off to Alan, the other boy Brandon had
 brought with him.
 
 "Hey, aren't these your brothers," Alan asked Kevin and Brad
 as he looked at the picture of Jared naked outside the
 elementary school.
 
 "Sure are," Kevin answered.
 
 From Alan, they went to Roger, who passed them to Mike.
 Next they were handed off to Adam, Brad, and Kevin, who
 barely looked at them since they had seen them before.
 
 "Brandon and me were thinking, with this remote and the
 leash, there isn't any limit to what we can make him do.
 You guys open to working together on a project?" Roger
 asked.
 
 While listening to Roger's proposal, Mike's friends dug
 deeper into Jared's wallet, finding the hand-written
 instructions.  Pulling one out from the stack, they read the
 words Jared had copied.
 
 "Hey, what does this mean here where it says 'if you get me
 or my master in trouble, you will pay the consequences'; are
 you sure we should be doing this?"
 
 "Don't worry about it, Scott will never know as long as we
 don't do anything that leaves a mark.  And this little puppy
 here won't tell, will he?" Roger said as he mashed down on
 the button again.
 
 Jared winced in pain but said nothing.  "I'm going to hold
 this button down until you promise me that this will be our
 little secret" Roger said to Jared.
 
 Jared knew he could hold out for a while, but naked and
 surrounded by eight other boys he was at their mercy.  "I
 promise, I won't tell Scott," he said.
 
 Roger held the button down for a slow ten count before
 releasing it.  "Okay then, that's settled.  Who is in, and
 who wants to chicken out and leave now?"
 
 "I'm not sure this is a good idea; I don't know anything
 about this Vanderville kid, do you guys?  Maybe we should
 check with him first," Adam said.  Kevin, Brad, and Jake all
 seemed to agree with him.
 
 "All we're going to do is have a little fun with him.  Just
 see how much we can actually make him do and put him in a
 few places where he can develop his so-called sickness.  But
 if you guys are chicken, don't let the door hit you in the
 ass on the way out."
 
 The boys looked from one to the other, each hoping another
 one would start for the door.  None of them wanted to be the
 first to chicken out; and then by default they all ended up
 agreeing to stay.
 
 "Okay then, we're all in.  Let's get on with it," Roger
 said, untying the thin rope running through the ring in
 Jared's sack.
 
 "I have another idea," a voice said from the next aisle over
 behind the lockers.  "Since you are all in on this plan that
 none of you cleared with me, I have a plan that will involve
 each of you."
 
 Scott Vanderville stepped around where the eight boys could
 see him.  "However, I doubt if any of you will like the plan
 I have."
 
 Scott was not big for his age and he didn't have big
 muscles.  But he did have a very commanding tone and stood
 facing the eight boys without any trace of concern for how
 they might react.  Jared wondered how that was possible.
 
 "He's alone, what can he do?" Alan said, sizing Scott up.
 For an eleven year old, Alan was big, standing as tall as
 Scott and weighing nearly as much.  His friends Jake and
 Mike nodded in agreement with him.
 
 "Don't even think about it," Roger warned.  "He may not look
 like he could, but he can kick your butt.  I've seen it.
 And his family gets involved anytime any of them has a
 problem.  And you really don't want to be involved with the
 Vanderville family.  As an afterthought he asked Scott, "How
 did you get in here?"
 
 "The janitor had a problem a few years back that my brother
 solved for him.  In exchange, he got a set of keys that open
 every door in school.  My brother passed them on to me when
 he went to high school."
 
 "Now I have nearly the same question for you.  How did you
 get the stuff out of Jared's locker?"
 
 "I was standing behind you guys when you asked him to tell
 you the combination," Roger said, shrugging his shoulders.
 "I saw you go back and put the stuff in there and just
 figured as long as I got it back soon you'd never miss it."
 
 "Okay, here's the deal.  Friday is Halloween, so have your
 fun then.  Monday is a teacher's workshop, so there's no
 school.  That gives us Saturday through Monday to get
 through this idea of mine.  I'll explain it then."
 
 Alan was still not convinced that he had to worry about
 Scott.  If there was any violence, he would just tell his
 parents and let the police take care of it, after all he was
 two years younger than Scott.  "What if we don't want to
 take part in your idea?  What are you going to do about it,
 asshole?"
 
 Scott didn't even hesitate.  "Jared, I'm thinking about
 making your sister, Lois, and Liz stop picking on you.  Do
 you think they would be interested in having a replacement
 boy to torment, especially if it came with my blessing?"
 
 This was the best news Jared had heard in months.  With a
 smile he couldn't keep off his face he answered, "I think
 they are getting bored with me anyway, they would love a new
 challenge."
 
 "You wouldn't dare, there's nothing they can do to me," Alan
 started, but Jake cut him off.
 
 "Shut up dude and think!  Remember the stories we've heard?
 What if they're true, do you really want to risk something
 like that?"  Jake looked at Scott and said, "I'll take my
 chances with you; I don't want to end up like him," he said,
 pointing at Jared.  All of the defiance Alan felt left as
 soon as his best friend refused to back him up.
 
 "I want each of you to meet Saturday morning.  I'll let you
 know when and where.  And if you have other plans you had
 better change them."  Scott looked directly at Alan and
 continued.  "I'm not going to make you come.  But if you
 don't, I will make sure you spend the rest of this school
 year wishing you had."
 
 Alan looked everywhere except back at Scott.  Scott paused
 for a few minutes to see if anyone had anything else to say,
 then he told the group of boys to leave.  When the last one
 was gone, he took the leash off Jared.  "Were you a good
 puppy when I wasn't here?" he asked.
 
 Jared told him that he had not stayed in the shower, but
 even when left alone he stayed next to the bench.
 
 "But you were tied in place," Scott started to say, but
 watched as Jared slipped the rope through the ring until he
 reached one end and then untied it, pulling it free.  "Okay,
 you're learning, but we'll work more on it tomorrow."  He
 pulled the wires off and removed the E-collar from Jared's
 sack and told Jared to get dressed.
     
 That evening Scott left Jared alone on the bus.  At his
 house, they worked on homework and studying in all of
 Jared's subjects for two hours, running up another thirty
 dollars he owed Scott.  "But when I get to my house, my
 sister is going to tutor me again in Reading, English, and
 History, which we did here," Jared complained.
 
 "What happens if you don't get good grades?" Scott asked by
 way of explanation.
 
 "Then my parents will continue the 'treatment' Ashley
 dreamed up."
 
 "So we had better make sure you know the material, and she
 isn't really helping you.  Don't worry about the money, I
 think in a few weeks you'll have enough to pay off both me
 and her.  We'll start tomorrow and see how much you can earn
 on your own before this weekend."
 
 Jared wasn't sure he liked the sound of that, but being out
 of debt in just a few weeks was music enough to help him get
 by.  As he expected, his sister tutored him, but she got
 bored after the first hour and left him to do his homework
 alone.  Since it was already done, he had the evening to
 himself.
 
 The next day on the bus, Scott made Jared strip again in
 order to put the leather collar on his balls.
 
 After the wires and belt were on, Scott handed the
 controller to Jared.  "See here?  I modified it to include a
 timer.  At the end of the day, when we get back to my house,
 I'll pay you a dollar for every minute on the timer, but
 only if there is at least sixty minutes showing.  But there
 is a catch, it only records whole minutes.  If you press the
 button down for fifty-five seconds and release it, it won't
 change."
 
 "Now I know you don't want to suffer that much pain just for
 sixty dollars, so here's your chance to make some real
 money.  Sell the time; kids will pay for the chance.  Find
 out what the market will bear."
 
 He handed the controller to a girl in the row in front of
 them.  The girl spent most of her time turning around to
 look at Jared, so she knew about the E-collar.  "Here, would
 you pay fifty cents to hold this button down for a minute?"
 he asked her.
 
 She looked in Jared's eyes, and saw fear there.  "Sure," she
 said, handing him a dollar.  "I'll hold it down for two
 minutes."  Jared squirmed as the shocks started.
 
 Finally, she handed it back to him.  Jared looked, but saw
 that it only read one minute.  Scott leaned over his
 shoulder and saw the timer too.  "See, she didn't hold it
 down long enough.  You've got to make sure they do full
 minutes."
 
 The girl grabbed the controller out of Jared's hands.  "I
 paid for two minutes, if I only got one than I get another
 chance."  As she mashed the button down, Jared began
 silently counting.  He was at one hundred before she let go.
 "Now it reads two minutes," she said, smiling at Jared.
 
 "Hey, let me try," said the boy next to her, throwing a
 dollar over the seat towards Jared.  "Let me know when the
 two minutes are up," he said to the girl as he pushed down
 the button.
 
 Through the tears Jared could see her watch.  He watched as
 the second hand went around once and then again, but she
 didn't say anything.  Finally, just before it completed its
 third cycle, she told the boy to stop.  The boy handed the
 controller back to Scott as Jared felt the pain pass.
 
 "There, see?  Already you have two minutes, and you've
 earned two dollars too.  But, you might want to try raising
 the price, they seem too eager at fifty cents a minute."  He
 handed the controller to Jared.
 
 Once in school, Jared went to Shawn's locker, hoping to
 catch him there.  Shawn was just leaving, but Jared
 explained the situation to him.
 
 Shawn dug out his wallet and handed Jared five dollars.
 "Here, this leaves me just enough for lunch.  I've got to go
 to the bathroom before first bell, so just do as much as you
 think its worth," he said, running off for the boy's room
 down the hall.
 
 As he headed for his first class, Jared held the button
 down, watching the minute timer change twice before letting
 it up.  When he got to his first class, he tried to think of
 how to make sure people didn't let up too soon or hold down
 too long.
 
 He was trying to explain his price to a boy in his first
 class, but the boy didn't seem interested.  He was just
 about to try lowering his price when Brandon came over.
 
 "So let me see if I understand you.  I give you ten dollars,
 and I get to hold this button down like this," he pressed
 the button, causing Jared to reach for the controller.
 Brandon released the button, but pulled away from Jared's
 attempts to grab the device.  "If I hold it down until the
 counter changes than its one dollar a minute, but if I hold
 it too long or too short than you get to keep the whole ten
 dollars.  Is that right?"
 
 Jared could see that Brandon wasn't going to just hand over
 the controller.  "Yeah, that's right Brandon, but I
 think..."
 
 Brandon handed over a ten dollar bill just as the teacher
 entered the room and told everyone to take their seats.
 Brandon turned around and went to his seat before Jared
 could grab for the controller again.  Jared pocketed the
 bill and took his own seat in front of Brandon.
 
 The teacher quickly checked that everyone was there and made
 a note in his attendance sheet, then turned to write on the
 board.  As soon as he turned, Brandon pushed the button,
 catching Jared off guard.
 
 Jared moaned and grabbed his balls, causing the other kids
 in the room to giggle, which in turn caused the teacher to
 turn back around.  As soon as he did, Brandon released the
 button.
 
 "I don't know what the disturbance is about, but it will
 stop now," the teacher said, looking around the room trying
 to figure out the source.  After a moment, he turned to
 resume writing on the board.
 
 As Brandon pressed the button again, Jared turned and tried
 to reach for the controller again, but Brandon was ready for
 him and put it behind his back just as the teacher turned
 again.
 
 "Jared, is there a problem?" he asked.
 
 "Ah, no, not really, it's just that Brandon is ah, ah, no,
 uhm; I don't have a problem," Jared said, staring at the
 floor.
 
 Twice more Brandon pressed the button for just a few
 seconds.  The second time, the teacher turned in time to see
 Jared squirming around.
 
 "Jared, you seem to be in pain.  Do you need to visit the
 nurse?"
 
 "No, I just have the cramps, I need to go to the bathroom,"
 Jared said.
 
 The teacher scribbled out a quick hall pass, holding it out
 for him.  "You should have said something instead of
 disrupting the class.  Here, take this and go."
 
 As Jared moved to the front, Brandon held the button down,
 causing Jared to walk hunched over.
 
 "For goodness sakes, Jared, it looks like you had better
 hurry," the teacher said, getting a good laugh from the rest
 of the class.
 
 Even when Jared got to the hall he could still feel the
 shocks.  It wasn't until he was past the back of the room
 that they stopped.  He didn't know if he was out of range or
 if Brandon had released the button, but he was glad for the
 relief.
 
 He had only just reached the bathroom before the shocks
 started up again.  Jared decided he needed to try and move
 further away, but before he could reach the door Brandon
 came in, holding the button down on the controller.
 
 As soon as he was inside the bathroom, he released the
 button.  "I want to see you pee while I do this," Brandon
 said.  When Jared stood where he was, Brandon punched the
 button a few quick times.
 
 Jared moved over to the urinals and unzipped his pants, but
 Brandon said, "Wait a minute, your's is too small to see.
 Take the jeans and boxers off so I can see this.  I want to
 see if any smoke is coming off your balls when I hold this
 button down."
 
 "I can't, I peed just before you came in," Jared lied.
 
 "You'd better be able to force out some more or I'm going to
 think up something else."
 
 Knowing that Brandon was physically stronger and had control
 of the device, Jared had little choice but to comply.
 Hoping that no other boys came in to use the bathroom, he
 quickly dropped his pants and boxers to his ankles.
 
 "No, I said take them off," Brandon said, again hitting the
 button a few times.  Jared kicked his shoes off and pulled
 his pants and boxers off, leaving them on the floor next to
 him.
 
 "Now, pee," Brandon said.
 
 As Jared faced the urinal, Brandon moved to the side and
 pressed the button.  No matter how hard Jared tried, he just
 wasn't able to get any piss out.  Finally Brandon stopped.
 
 "Okay, you can't pee again.  Let's see, how about this bend
 your dick back and touch it to one of the metal prongs."
 
 "Please, no Brandon, it hurts enough as it is, not that."
 
 "If you don't, I'll take this and give it to someone in
 every one of your classes and have them do the same thing I
 was.  But if you do it, you can have this back and keep the
 ten."
 
 Jared nervously bent his penis back as Brandon pressed on
 the button.  As Jared made contact a snap from the ring was
 heard and Jared howled from the shock.
 
 Laughing, Brandon tossed the controller to Jared, who moved
 to catch it.  As he did, Brandon grabbed Jared's pants and
 boxers from the floor and headed out.  "See you back in
 class, sucker," he said as he left.