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.