Done with another new friend. I am editing a few more.


Master, whom Ellen calls Sir, comes home from his office job, looking like he has had a long day as he sits on the couch. Ellen, 5 feet tall on a good day, round cheeks, brown hair, a slender, almost boyish figure, and a happy smile, hurries around, grabbing Master a beer, then coming over to the couch, sitting next to him, giving him the drink, and holding his free hand 'welcome home Sir. You look tired, shall I give you a massage?' she asks, with a loving look
Master gives her a half smile "It's going fine, except for one detail. It appears some rumors have sprung up. In fact," he stops as he got up and strokes her cheek "I think you might be involved with it."
Ellen had tilted her head up, with a goofy smile as Master strokes her hair, but at that comment, the smile goes away, and her eyes fill with worry, not for herself, but at the terrible though of letting Master down 'What rumors Sir? have....have I done something wrong? You know that all I want is to make you happy.' even with her worry, she subconsciously moves her cheek to rub his hand, treasuring the contact
But Master sighs "It was you wasn't it? Selling the secrets of the company I'm working for, slowly adding the payments to my account." He then started putting on gloves "Ellen, I'm grateful for what you did, but it was the wrong choice."
It dawns on Ellen, those plans would help right now, but they could hurt his company, or even get Master fired! Her eyes well up with tears 'I am SO very sorry Sir, it was stupid of me, I didn't think of what it could cause. I was just sorting your files like I always do, and I remembered how you said they didn't pay you enough. I...I thought I was helping' she lowers her head 'please Sir, I know I've been bad, punish me hoewever you feel I deserve, I earned it, but....please say you forgive me? Even if I must die'
'Master' sighs as he kissed Ellen's cheek "I forgive you, but I'm afraid you know too much and have to pay the price. I've made some calls and we're going to make this look like they were taken in a robbery/murder. Are you ready?"
He asked as he took out a pistol and attached a silencer to it
Ellen beams, wiping away her tears, his forgiveness was the only thing she had worried about, anything that happened to her was fine 'Oh, thank you, thank you Sir! Yes, I am ready! What do I need to do to make it convincing? Shall I leave my clothes on, or take them off? Do I need to have bruises, or just the gunshot? You know I would do anything for you!' she's not happy that death will take her away from him, but Ellen knows Master will find another girl to keep him happy
Master pointed to a wall "Go stand there and take off your clothes but leave the panties on."
Ellen walks over, standing by the wall. anyone investigating won't be able to tell what she did before undressing, so she goes slowly, providing a striptease. She's not very good at it, more enthusiasm than erotic talent, but she certainly gets an A for effort. She sways and rocks as she slips her shorts down, revealing her simple but pretty blue panties. Ellen lifts her shirt off, revealing her cute little belly, flat but not toned, she really lacks much muscle anywhere, but it's a cute belly. Her breasts are small and firm, topped with pointy, dark little nipples, small enough that she has no reason to wear or even own a bra, and sensitive enough to make them enticing targets for pain play. She runs her hands over her now nearly nude body, then stands against the wall, hoping that she has brought Master some pleasure or entertainment with her final performance
"Be brave Ellen." Smiled 'Master' before he fired a shot at Ellen's left rib
He walked over to her after a few moments and stroked her cheek "How does it feel kid?"
Ellen stumbles back against the wall, she would have fallen, but she is determined to stay upright until she either dies or is given permission to fall. Her resolve however cannot extend to silence, a sound between a sob and a small scream escapes her, again she feels the hand on her cheek and treasures it, but it can't touch the blinding pain. 'h-hurts' she whimpers 'like...like that time you hit me with the car....if it had been on fire' this seems to have taken most of her endurance, she blinks away freely flowing tears and bites her lip until it bleeds, trying not to black out 'another?' she asks weakly, not sure if she can endure the pain of a fresh round, but wanting to do right for her Master, and knowing another bullet will allow her to die and escape the pain more quickly. Every breath is a wave of agony, her tiny frame is shaking
He shook his head and helps her sit on the couch. He then placed a chair in front of her and sat down before placing her hands on the wound to slow the bleeding….or perhaps just to feel her lifeblood leaving "Just so you know honey, I'm proud that you're willing to put up with this. Be strong Ellen. I want to make this last."
Ellen places her little hands on his own, understanding that there will be no new pain, but no hastened end either, although that is coming rapidly. She smiles weakly at him, feeling the strength draining from her body, knowing that she isn't long for the world 'thank you Master, you know how much it means for you to be proud of me, it's worth the pain, pain ends, but I can die with that. I'll hold on, I don't know how long I can, but I'll give it...and you...everything I've got' her lip is bleeding from her bite, not nearly as badly as the bullet wound, but enough to have turned her throat red, and her voice gets weaker even just during those few words and moments, but she's at peace, ready to meet whatever is coming, in her few remaining moments, and in death.
He nodded and kissed her lips while putting a strong hand on her wound
Ellen's fading mind is filled with pleasure, Master rarely kisses her like this, it's a special treat, and her pain is fading, so she can enjoy it better. She presses herself into his arms as well as she is able, and stops fighting. There is a sensation that feels like she is falling for a few moments, and then her mind and vision fade into a cold, soothing darkness.

Master called to report the break-in, she is a bed warmer, he death is a casual mention, the files are the only relevance to the police. Master finds another girl to keep him company soon enough, but Ellen’s legacy lives on in the increased comfort in his life, Ellen would have been pleased.