The Last Promise Part 3 By Aldric Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved. ***** This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story. Comments may be made to Pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com ***** The Last Promise Part 3 Scott answered the door on the first knock, inviting Jared inside. "Did you have fun with your friends?" he asked, but didn't seem interested in an answer. "Give me the controller and go ahead and strip" he said as soon as they were in the kitchen. Jared looked out the windows, realizing the brightly lit kitchen would make him visible to anyone looking inside. "Can't we do this in your room or something?" Jared asked. Scott sighed, and took his thumb off the button. "When you're naked, I'll stop it" he said, standing there unconcerned about Jared's sudden pain. Jared got undressed as quickly as he could, then bent his knees and used his hands to get at the source of the pain. "Stand at attention, puppy," Scott commanded. Jared slowly rose, letting go of his sore balls last before putting his hands at his sides. As soon as he was in position, Scott pushed the button down and the shocks stopped. "Remain in position, this is only going to take a second, but I need both hands." Without any delay, Scott let go of the button, looking up to make sure Jared remained at attention. He then used the special tool he had to open up the remote and turn a switch inside. The shocks stopped even though he wasn't holding the button down. Next Scott bent down and disconnected the wires attached to the ball collar and then removed the belt from around Jared's waist. Finally, he pulled the leash from his pocket and attached it to the ring in Jared's sack. "Puppy, heel!" Scott commanded as he began walking across the kitchen. Jared followed along behind him as Scott led him to a large bathroom. Dropping the leash, Scott reached into the shower and adjusted the valves to get the water flowing. Once the temperature was right, he used the leash to pull Jared into the shower. "Here, this is a microbial soap," he said as he handed the soap to Jared. "Take a shower, and wash your balls really good with this. Then use regular soap for the rest of your body. Don't turn off the water until you've washed and rinsed everywhere." He closed the shower door and left. Jared sensed a trap, but knew he had no choice but to obey. He was about half way done when the water temperature started to drop. He adjusted the valves, but realized the hot water heater was empty. He began to work more quickly. Scott had opened the breaker on the hot water heater earlier in the day, and knew it would cool off quickly. While Jared was in the shower, he ran the set point for the air conditioner down to 66 degrees. Next he gathered up Jared's clothes and put them in his room, then sat down and waited. The water temperature continued to drop even as Jared kept opening the hot water valve. By the time the valve was fully opened, the water coming out the shower head was lukewarm at best, and getting colder. Jared finished rinsing off the last of the soap as fast as he could; shutting of the water the instant he was done. He could feel his balls being drawn up into the collar from the cold, and the squeezing was becoming uncomfortable. He looked around, but the towels were hanging outside the shower beyond his reach. The air in the room was cool, and he could feel ice cold air blowing on him from around the top of the shower wall. Scott waited, knowing it wouldn't be long before either Jared cried out or left the shower on his own. Scott knew exactly how it felt; his uncle had done the same thing to him a few weeks ago to let him know how it felt before he did it to a slave. His uncle promised him he would be able to train a real slave when he was eighteen, but he had to endure a lot of the training himself just so he could learn restraint. However, he did allow Scott to practice a few things on Jared, but with strict warnings about what would happen if things went wrong. Jared was shaking from the cold as the cold air evaporated the water off his body. The ache in his balls was growing worse, making him feel like vomiting. He huddled in a ball trying to keep warm, debating whether or not to ignore the leash and leave the shower. Finally he couldn't stand it any longer and cried out Scott's name in anguish. Scott moved fast, first returning the air conditioner setting to its normal value, then moving quickly to the bathroom with an electric hair dryer in hand. Grabbing two big towels off the rack, he opened the shower door to see Jared curled in a ball on the floor, crying softly. "I'm sorry puppy, did I forget you? Come on out of there." He nearly had to carry Jared out, but as soon as he was out he wrapped him in the towels and plugged in the hair dryer. Directing the warm air on Jared's groin, he quickly relieved the pain caused by Jared's balls trying to retract up into his abdomen from the cold. Once Jared was warm and dry, Scott led him back to the kitchen. "You were a very good puppy, and you deserve a treat," he said, opening up the pantry. He reached inside a box and handed Jared a dog biscuit. Scott knew how dry and tasteless they were; he had to eat three of them in one sitting in order to satisfy his uncle. "Come on Scott, this isn't fun. That shower trick really hurt, I've had enough today." "Oh, and just when you were doing so well. You need to learn not to question my orders when you are puppy. I expect you to obey them instantly and without moping. And just because I disconnected the wires to the E-collar on your balls doesn't mean I can't reconnect them in a second if I need to." He opened the pantry and pulled out a second biscuit. "Now you can eat two of them. And if you need some water to wash them down with, use the toilet bowl in the bathroom." Jared stared at him as Scott held out the second biscuit. "Please Scott, I'm sorry, but these things are horrid, you don't know what they taste like. And drinking water from a toilet bowl? I can't do that, that's gross." "You don't want to be my puppy? Fine, just pay me the money you owe me. But you'll have to pay someone to remove the ring unless you want to keep it. Also, do you want to watch me burn the two cards I'm holding? You need to decide which you want more, the cards returned or no puppy training." Jared had to get the cards back, and he knew that Scott knew that too. He took a small bite of the dog biscuit. "While you're enjoying your snack, stand up here." Scott put the belt back around his waist and attached the wires to the ball collar again. Jared almost begged him again, but decided it wasn't wise. He was choking down the biscuit, and still had the second one to eat. As soon as Scott was done, he went back to the bathroom and knelt down in front of the bowl and used his hands to get a drink, fighting back the bile rising up in his throat. It took a while, and several more trips to the bathroom before Jarred finished the second biscuit. When he was done, Scott warned him again about a few shocks as he turned the switch inside the controller and then locked it closed. He handed the remote to Jared who rapidly moved his thumb over the button. "Okay, enough fun for today. You still have to learn to be a good puppy and to stay when the leash is on you, but we can work on that later. For now, I want to talk to your sister, so let's go to your house." "Where are my clothes?" Jared asked, looking around the kitchen where he left them. "They weren't folded up neat, so they have been put away for now. But you're right, we can't go to your house looking like that. There's a bathrobe hanging on the door, grab that and let's go." "But my wallet and house key are in my pants. Please let me have at least those." "Puppy, stay!" Scott said, leaving the room. He returned a few moments later with the key and the wallet. He opened the wallet and noticed the ten dollar bill. "Look, here's some of the money you owe me," he said, pocketing the ten. "See, now you only owe me a hundred and twenty dollars." He flipped the wallet and the key to Jared. Trying to catch them caused Jared's thumb to slip off the button, and the shocks caused him to drop the controller as well. "Hey, easy on the equipment, you don't want to have to pay to replace it," Scott said, helping Jared pick up everything. Pulling the robe around him, he and Scott headed up the block to his house. Scott and Ashley talked privately for a while; Jared kept changing hands trying to keep the button held down on the remote with one hand while the other held his wallet and key. He was supposed to be standing at attention, but took the risk that they wouldn't see him moving around. The thumb on his left hand was getting tired, and he was just about ready to change hands again when they came out of Ashley's room to join him. Scott bent over to show Ashley how the wires were attached to the collar. "For now, I've just slid them over the matching connector, but I think for tonight I'll screw them in place. He pulled a small tool box from a pocket and was just starting to put a screw in when Jared's thumb slipped. "Ouch!" Scott said as he also got shocked. "Give me that for a minute," he said, taking the remote from Jared and handing it to his sister. "Just hold this button down here until I'm done," he told her. He finished putting the screws in and took the controller from Ashley. Without warning Jared, he released the button and showed her how to open it, ignoring Jared's antics as he was repeatedly shocked. Jared heard him turn a switch and the pain from the shocks went down considerably. "I've set the voltage lower. It will still shock you, but not as bad. However, the batteries will last a lot longer on this setting." Scott closed the controller and handed it to Jared, who immediately got his thumb over the button. Even though it didn't hurt as much, it still hurt. Scott turned back to Ashley. "Any questions?" he asked. Ashley had a couple that Scott answered, then Scott handed her the tool that opened the remote and the small screwdriver he had used. "I'll see him tomorrow then," he said, heading out the door. Ashley turned back to Jared as soon as he was gone. "Lucky for you he gave me strict instructions on using this thing," she said. "I see you have a leash attached to your balls, is there anything you're supposed to give me?" Jared remembered the instructions he was supposed to copy. "I haven't had a chance to make copies yet," he said. "Then get out the original and read it to me so I'm sure I know what to do." Jared had trouble holding down the button and getting his wallet open at the same time. Ashley came to help him, taking the controller out of his hands and setting down on the table. Of course, that meant that Jared was getting shocked every few seconds. "Now you should be able to tell me what I need to know," she said with a cruel smile. Jared read from the paper. "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." "So, did your master tell you that you had to keep the leash on?" The pain from the shocks was becoming worse since there was no relief from it as long as the button was released. "No, Ashley, he didn't. You could take it off." "And what happens if I don't take it off?" "Then I'm expected to stand here until my master returns," Jared said with growing fear. "I think I'd better call Lois and get her opinion, I sure don't want to get into trouble with Butch" she said, walking away smiling at the look on Jared's face. "While I'm calling her, if you're a puppy, try to sound like one. Lois loves puppies, if you sound good enough she may hurry over." Jared immediately started making all the puppy sounds he could, hoping it would be enough to satisfy them. Lois came in a few minutes later while Jared was still making barking noises. He was having more trouble keeping his hands at his sides as the shocks continued. Seeing the controller setting so close made it worse. "Oh, a cute little puppy," Lois said, taking a picture of Jared as she approached. "Is he housebroken yet?" "He'd better be. If he makes any messes around the house he'll regret it," Ashley answered. She held out her hand to Jared. "Here, Scott said this is your favorite snack. As soon as you eat it all, I'll take the leash off." Jared took the offered dog biscuit and began eating it as if he really did like it. Lois took a couple more pictures of him biting pieces off. As soon as he finished eating it, Ashley unhooked the leash. Jared didn't hesitate; as soon as the leash was unhooked he headed straight for the table and mashed the button down to stop the shocks. "Here is what I think you should do," Ashley said to him. "I think you should make copies of the instructions, um, I guess twenty copies should be enough. Then you should start on your homework and begin studying. Jared already had the note out and was headed for the computer. "No, not that way. I think handwritten would be best, it has a lot more sincerity that way. And maybe you should make twenty five just to be sure you have enough. "Tomorrow you start getting tutored in all your subjects. Scott will tutor you in math and science, I'll do history and English. You'll have to get your own grade in gym. And you really should try and study on your own because we are each charging you fifteen dollars an hour. How long it takes depends on how well you are doing and the quality of your homework. So have a nice evening, puppy dog." Jared knew he was screwed again, they were conspiring to keep him broke forever. But as before, there was nothing he could do about it now. He went to his room to start. He found it very difficult to write while trying to hold down the button, and thus it was taking forever to make the copies. His homework was even harder, because of everything that had been done to him he hadn't really paid attention in most of his classes and he was already a long way behind even though school had only been in session for a little more than a month. But when he was done, he found the real trap Scott had set for him. He couldn't sleep with the shocks going on, but he couldn't hold the button down in his sleep. About midnight he got up to see if Ashley had left the tool that opened the case laying around where he could get to it, but as soon as started looking she heard him and got out of bed. "What's the matter, Jared, can't sleep? That isn't going to make studying any easier tomorrow. I know what will make you feel better, hand me the remote." He didn't trust her, but handed it over anyway. She surprised him by immediately holding down the button. "Now, all you have to do is beat off, that will relax you. Just get it hard and keep rubbing it. But if you stop rubbing, then I'll have to let go of the button." Jared coaxed his penis to an erection, and began stroking it. It wasn't long before he was ready to shoot and began to struggle to hold back, but in the end he was unsuccessful. She put the controller back in his hands. "Now go to bed, you should be able to sleep now that you're all relaxed. Oh, and you shot without permission. That's another twenty five dollars you owe me. Plus, I found out about it before you told me, so make it fifty." Jared could only sleep in short breaks before the shocks would wake him up. The battery finally died about four in the morning and he fell into a deep sleep.