Chap 7
Rose heard the final bell ring.  She packed her books into her locker for the weekend.  She walked out of the front door of her school. Her friend Megan pulled up, "Hop in bitch. I was wondering where you were. I almost left without you." "I'm good. I feel like walking" rose said not wanting her friend to know what she was about to do.  "Alright, Suit yourself. Late." she heard Megan yell as she sped away. Rose started her walk to the mall, hoping the cool air might help her make a decision. She weighed the Pros and Cons of the situation in her mind as she walked. Her pro list: She liked the idea of having a master.  She had had the most sexually satisfying experiences since she started talking to Will. The idea of being naked in public excited her (especially since she would be behind a curtain. She didn’t want to chance him cutting off contact for not doing it. And it was not as if she had to show him the pictures, he had simply said that she had to tell him that she had completed the task.   Then she started the con list: She could get caught stripping in the photo booth. Her mother would ask why she was coming home dressed like a slut. And if he ordered her to scan the pictures and send to him then A. he would have naked pictures of her and B. Will would clearly see that she wasn't her 18 year-old sister but rather a still developing 15 year-old.
    She arrived at the mall.  She walked toward the clothes stores that she knew would sell stuff that would please Will. She walked past the photobooth where her humiliating journey would end. She walked into the store, Rose felt out of place.  She was more of a tee shirt and jeans girl that skirts and dresses.  She used to always joke with her friends as her sister would come home from the mall with bags from MaxRave, calling it MaxSlut. Now here she was looking for the sluttiest dress that she could find.  She picked up this bright red dress and held it up to herself. It barely went 4in below her cunt.  She paused for a moment think that it was odd that she was using more and more vulgar words to describe herself lately.  Next she picked up a red and black matching bra and thong set. She went to the register nervously paying for them, knowing what she was going to be doing next.  She walked slowly to the photobooth. She put in enough for 5 sets of picture sheets to make sure that it recorded her stripping from her school uniform and into her new slut uniform.  She nervously looked around to make sure that no one else was coming then she went in and closed the curtain.  
    She pressed start and began stripping smiling the entire time as she was instructed to do.  She was down to her bra and panties when set 1 finished taking. She pressed start again and stripped naked.  Then she pressed start for set 3 and put on her new bra and panties. She pressed start again and put on her new slut outfit. She pressed start the final time and modeled her whorewear with a big smile. Glad that her task was done she pulled the dress over her head and quickly put her uniform back on. She opened the curtain and reached in to grab her pictures. She started to panic as there was only the final set of pictures in the photo return.  She looked around but didn’t see anyone near the photobooth. She couldn't imagine that anyone could have walked up and taken them without her hearing them.  She ran out of the mall, telling herself that it must have been a malfunction with the machine.  She quickly walked home repeating in her brain, "No one knew what you were doing. So there was no reason to take your pictures. It was just a malfunction. No one has naked pictures of you. Everything is ok."  When she got home, she quickly ran upstairs to her room so he mom wouldn't ask to see what she got at the mall.  She went on her computer and signed online.  She began her email to Will,
    Sir,
    I completed your task. I bought a little red dress. I got a new matching bra and thong set. I took the pictures in the photobooth but something was wrong with the machine and I don’t have them.  I am going out with some friends tonight. I hope I have pleased you. And I hope that you are on later when I get home.
                -Rose
   
Chap 8
Will spend the entire morning at his job thinking about Rose. He got a friend to cover him so he could leave at 2:45. He drove to the mall that was closest to her school. He sat at a table outside of Baskin Robbins. He started to see a few different groups of schoolgirls walking in. He didn’t pay too much attention to them because he assumed that Rose would want to come alone for this trip.  He saw a single girl walk in but she was far too young to be Rose.  He waited and two more groups of girls came in but no one came in alone.  It was 3:35; he was starting to think that she had backed out.  He was throwing out his ice cream and about to leave when she saw the same lone girl walking toward the photobooth. He starred at her in disappointment.  "This little bitch" he thought. "She lied to me. Fuck she had to be like 14".  At that moment the irony of her lying to him just as he was lying to her was lost on him.  For he had all these plans for the smoking hot cheerleader in the photo that Rose had sent.  And now he had nothing. His disappointment quickly turned toward rage.  He wanted to really humiliate and get even with this lying little cunt.  He quietly walked over to the photobooth.  He looked around before he grabbed out the four sheets in the photobooth return.  HE tucked them into his coat and walked to his car. He was looking through the slides of Rose's embarrassment, knowing it was totally illegal but he didn't care.  He realized that despite her age; she did have a nice body on her. He saw her exiting the mall. He made a split second decision to follow her home. He trailed behind her for almost nine blocks trying to make sure that he wasn't seen.  He saw her walk up to the fourth house on the right. He waited until he was sure that she was inside and walked up to the house.  He wrote down the address and saw Hoffman on her mailbox.  He got in his car and drove away thinking, "Rose Hoffman, I will give you all the humiliation you want and more. Half an hour later he was reading her email saying,
     Sir, 
    I completed your task. I bought a little red dress. I got a new matching bra and thong set. I took the pictures in the photobooth but something was wrong with the machine and I don’t have them.  I am going out with some friends tonight. I hope I have pleased you. And i hope that you are on later when I get home.
                -Rose
 
He needed time to figure out what to do.  If he played it right he would have his slavegirl; one wrong move and he was looking at child porn and blackmail charges. He was glad she was going out. He went and cashed his check. He figured a night out drinking with his friends would help him decide the next step. 

Chap 9
Will pounded back another shot.  He went over and started to hit on this cute brunette.  They were talking and things were going well.  So well actually that Will had actually stopped thinking about Rose for the first time in days.  Instead he was singularly focused on banging Amelia.  She was all over him.  Then she asked him, “So what college do you go to?” Will replied, “Well, I am not in school right now. I am taking a year off to decide what to do with my life.” Will saw the look on her face immediately change with his response.  It was a look that Will was getting all to use to seeing over the last few months. She bantered with him with some pleasant conversation for a few more minutes then excused herself.  Will knew from recent experiences that she wasn’t coming back. He got one more drink then resigned himself to going home alone, again. He remembered the recent past when he would have never left a party alone; but sadly times had changed.
                  He signed online when he got home. He saw that she was online and decided that this bitch was going to pay for her lies and all of the other bitches who had shut him down of late.
Roseygirl:  Hello Sir. Did you get my message?
Will418: Yes, I got it. So how am I to know if you completed your task if you returned with my pictures?
Roseygirl:  I am sorry sir. It’s not my fault. I did everything you asked. The machine just didn’t print them.
Will chuckled as he looked at the pictures of her sitting on his desk.
Will418: You didn’t answer my question.  How am I to know?
Roseygirl: Sorry Sir. I will scan my receipt from the store so you can see that I bought the clothes you wanted today.
 
Will waited and a new email popped up. He downloaded the picture.  He was slightly impressed that she had spent $47 on an outfit to please him.
Will418: I see your receipt. But that doesn’t prove you completed the final part. And you must be punished.
Roseygirl: Please don’t punish me sir. I tried my best.
Will418: Tried means you accept failure. And failure must be punished.  So now accept your punishment or fuck off with you.
Roseygirl: I am sorry sir. What is my punishment?
Will418:  Get a belt and get naked.
Roseygirl: Yes sir. I will get it from my closet. BRB.
Roseygirl: I got it sir and I am naked.
Will418: Good slut. Now take the belt and place the belt buckle around your left nipple. Squeeze your nipple between the buckle and the metal handle. Keep squeezing until you go numb from the pain.
Roseygirl: Sir, it’s not even fully closed on my nipple and it is unbearably painful.  Please let me stop. I’ll do anything to prove I have learned my lesson.
Will418:  Keep squeezing until you go numb from the pain.
Roseygirl: Sir, its not even fully closed on my nipple and it is unbearably painful.  Please let me stop. I’ll do anything to prove I have learned my lesson.
Will418:  You’ll do anything to stop? We’ll see. Give me your # now. And don’t you dare stop until I tell you. 
Roseygirl:  My number sir?
Will418: Yes! Your cell number now or we start on crushing the right nipple.
 
Will waited as there was no reply. He was starting to change his mind toward blackmail as she clearly wasn’t ready to willingly submit. Then he was surprised as he reply popped up.
Roseygirl: 856-491-5555
Will418: Good slut. Stop squeezing. I will be calling in 2 minutes. Turn down the volume down so that your parents don’t hear it.
Then he logged off. Will blocked his number and called her
Will: Hello slutrose.
Rose: Hello master. I am really sorry about the pictures. The machine really didn’t print the pictures.
Will: I believe you, but you still must be punished for your failure to complete the task.
Rose: ok, master. But please don’t hurt me too bad.
Will: Sit up in your chair and grab the belt. Fold it over and hold the belt buckle in your hand. Whip those big tits of yours.
Will was starting to get hard as he heard the slapping of leather on her young tits and her whimpers of pain. He spurred her on further
Will: Tell me how it feels.
Rose: It really hurts sir.
Will: I want you to continue but I will allow you to stop if you want to.
Rose:  I want to stop. But I will continue until you think I have been punished enough.
Will: I am proud of you. You may start rubbing your clit with your right hand as you whip your tits with the belt in your left hand. Do not cum without my permission. You can stop whipping yourself when you cum.
                Will started stroking himself as he heard her moans of pleasure and pain. He hit the mute button on his phone, so she couldn’t hear him jerking off. Rose’s moans and shrieks of pain became more defined.  She began to beg into the phone.
Rose: Sir. Please let me cum. I am ready to cum for you, master.
Will took the phone off mute
Will: Cum for me.  Cum for your Master.
He put it back on mute so she wouldn’t hear his heavy breathing from the impending load he was about to shoot. The sounds of her joy and pain mixed with the mental image of her crying with her swollen red tits overcame him and he exploded.  When he stopped shaking from the intensity of it; he unmated the phone.
Will: Cum now. Do it for your master.
The shrieks stopped and all he could hear were her moans of joy as she came. Will gave her a few seconds to recover and then said, “I am very proud of you.  GO get some ice for your tits and then head to bed. I will be in touch tomorrow. Goodnight.” The he hung up, cleaned up, and went to bed dreaming of his next step.
Chap 10

Rose hopped out of the shower. She had to get ready to go out with her friends.  She picked up her plain usual panties, and then looked at the sexy new ones on her floor. She picked up her slut outfits bra and thong from the floor and slipped them on.  She knew that no one was going to be seeing them, but it excited to know she looked like a slut under her jeans and tee shirt. Her friend Brenda picked her up to go to Jill’s party.  She was having a good time but she continued to look at the clock after every beer. She was really hoping that Will would be on when she got home. She was sure that he would be happy with her efforts from earlier. When she got home she signed online. She was disappointed that he wasn’t online but figured it was Friday night and with the time zone difference he probably was still out.  She stripped down to her bra and thong.  She had to admit that she liked the way it made her tits look. She was chatting with friends killing time. It was really late by the time that he signed on. She messaged him immediately:
Roseygirl:  Hello Sir. Did you get my message?
Will418: Yes, I got it. So how am I to know if you completed your task if you returned with my pictures?
Roseygirl:  I am sorry sir. It’s not my fault. I did everything you asked. The machine just didn’t print them.
Will418: You didn’t answer my question.  How am I to know?
“Shit” she thought, “The only way to prove it is to scan the one sheet I do have. Then he would see she was just a little girl.” She tried to satisfy him with another solution. 
Roseygirl: Sorry Sir. I will scan my receipt from the store so you can see that I bought the clothes you wanted today.
Rose grabbed the bag from the trash can and scanned the receipt.  She emailed him as fast as she could.
Will418: I see your receipt. But that doesn’t prove you completed the final part. And you must be punished.
Roseygirl: Please don’t punish me sir. I tried my best.
Will418: Tried means you accept failure. And failure must be punished.  So now accept your punishment or fuck off with you.
Rose was upset. She really had tried to make him happy and now he was going to hurt her. It wasn’t fair. She didn’t want him to her hurt but she knew it would hurt her more if he left her.
Roseygirl: I am sorry sir. What is my punishment?
Will418:  Get a belt and get naked.
Roseygirl: Yes sir. I will get it from my closet. BRB.
Roseygirl: I got it sir and I am naked.
Will418: Good slut. Now take the belt and place the belt buckle around your left nipple. Squeeze your nipple between the buckle and the metal handle. Keep squeezing until you go numb from the pain.
She closed the handle right across her nipple. She began to tear up as she pushed down squeezing it between the two cold metal surfaces. She just had to stop. Her mind was screaming for her to log off and stop. But her pussy was so wet that she had to keep going despite the pain.
Roseygirl: Sir, it’s not even fully closed on my nipple and it is unbearably painful.  Please let me stop. I’ll do anything to prove I have learned my lesson.
Will418:  You’ll do anything to stop? We’ll see. Give me your # now. And don’t you dare stop until I tell you. 
Roseygirl:  My number sir?
Will418: Yes! Your cell number now or we start on crushing the right nipple.
Rose knew that she shouldn’t give him her number but he made her feel like she never had before. Plus she felt safe since he lived in Oregon.
Roseygirl: 856-491-5555
Will418: Good slut. Stop squeezing. I will be calling in 2 minutes. Turn down the volume down so that your parents don’t hear it.
She was so nervous when her phone rang.  She starred at the phone saying private call before answering
Will: Hello slutrose.
Rose: Hello master. I am really sorry about the pictures. The machine really didn’t print the pictures.
Will: I believe you, but you still must be punished for your failure to complete the task.
Rose: ok, master. But please don’t hurt me too bad.
Will: Sit up in your chair and grab the belt. Fold it over and hold the belt buckle in your hand. Whip those big tits of yours.
Will: Tell me how it feels.
Rose: It really hurts sir.
Will: I want you to continue but I will allow you to stop if you want to.
Rose:  I want to stop. But I will continue until you think I have been punished enough.
Will: I am proud of you. You may start rubbing your clit with your right hand as you whip your tits with the belt in your left hand. Do not cum without my permission. You can stop whipping yourself when you cum.
Rose shook in pain with each self-inflicted smack to her little tits. When Will told her that she could stop when she came, she fingered herself harder than she ever had.  She totally lost herself in the pleasure of it all. She got herself into a rhythm; slapping her tits and sliding her fingers in and out of her soaking wet pussy. It didn’t take long before she could feel an orgasm nearing.
Rose: Sir. Please let me cum. I am ready to cum for you, master.
Will took the phone off mute
Will: Cum for me.  Cum for your Master.
Will: Cum now. Do it for your master.
Rose came with such a furious roar that she was sure that someone in her house had to of heard her. But as she laid there with her body still convulsing from the ecstasy of it, she didn’t care at all.  
Will: “I am very proud of you.  GO get some ice for your tits and then head to bed. I will be in touch tomorrow. Goodnight.”
She looked at the bright red marks on her tits as a trophy of her obedience.  She just hoped that they wouldn’t turn black and blue. That would be an awkward conversation that she would like to avoid in the gym locker room. She got a bag of ice and lay in bed wondering how far he would push her. And if she was ready for all of her master’s demands.  All she knew was as she drifted off to sleep; she was exhausted, sore, and very satisfied.