Mark is standing by the door with a camera in his hands.
*Click!*
He takes another photo of Will, naked and with a raging hard-on.
"Mark! What the fuck are you doing?" yells Will, grabbing his boxers and pulling them on. His hard-on doesn't go away because, as he's ashamed to admit, he gets a thrill from being caught like this. Besides, he was horny...
Mark smiles. "I should be asking you! Although actually, I don't need to know, a picture is worth a thousand words..."
"C'mon dude! Delete it. That's not cool..." says Will, trying to reason with him.
Mark laughs. "Yeah, right! I'm just gonna delete it! Will, this shit is way to precious to just delete. Why should I? I should just show it to the other guys instead... Or, show it to the counselors and get you kicked out... Or e-mail it to your parents!"
Will was getting scared. Mark had never acted like this before, he had seemed like a nice guy. He could tolerate the other guys seeing it, although it was extremely humiliating, they had seen him naked before. The counselors though... and his parents! That was way too much.
"Mark, please please please don't do that. I'll do anything! Just don't show it to my parents!"
Mark laughs. "No, I think I will. I'll show it to the counselors when they get back... whenever the hell that is."
Will walks up to Mark. He looks him right in the eyes and says again, "Please Mark. You know what will happen to me! I really, really will do ANYTHING!"
Mark doesn't say anything for a second or two. Then he starts smiling.
"Anything?" he asks.
Will knows he's in trouble, but he doesn't care. He's desperate.
"Anything! Whatever the fuck you want! I can pay you all my money, even though it's only like $50 bucks. I can give you everything I have here, please, just don't show that picture."
Mark waits a bit, then asks, "So you'll be my slave?"
"Yes! Dude, I'll do anything." Will looks straight at Mark. "Anything. Whatever the fuck you want me to do, or you want to do to me. Just don't make that picture public... Or for that matter, any other pictures you get of me."
Mark waits for a second. Then he pulls his arm back and slaps Will hard across the face. Will reels back, clutching his cheek.
"What the FUCK!?"
Mark lowers his arm and says, "Slave, you're not allowed to talk to me like that. I give the orders, not you. From now on, you have no free will to do as you please. You must only do as I please."
Will stares at Mark for a second, his cheek throbbing. He thinks things over, then gets on his knees. "Whatever my master wishes," he says meekly.
Mark smiles. "Good boy. Now let's see how this will work. Will, I promise not to show that picture to anyone, nor tell anyone about it if that's what you wish. However, in return, you will do ANYTHING I say, unless it could be harmful to your health or permanently affect you."
Will nods submissively. |