The Last Promise Part 2 
  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 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.