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Chapter 5

John came back with a bag and a few beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. “She rolled over and I thought she was awake. I nearly had a goddamn heart attack,” he said, taking a deep breath in. “Here’s the stuff. I got it all.”

“Excellent,” Donny said, taking the bag and looking inside. He dug around through the bag and then found what he was looking for. He pulled out a small dildo, about the size of a sharpie, with a flat base. My heart sank into my gut at the sight of it. “Did you get the remote?” he asked as he dug into the bag again. “Ah yes, here it is.”

Grant laughed. “Why did you know your sister had that?” he said with his arms still crossed.

“I was looking for her weed stash and I found it a few weeks ago. But that’s besides the point. Eric is going to play the rest of the game with it in his panties. Donny didn’t wait for me to protest. He pulled out a little bottle of lube and started to squirt a dab onto the tip of the vibrating toy.

“What? No way. I’m not doing that,” I said.

“It’s not that big, Eric. I’m sure you can handle it. It’s probably smaller than Larissa’s cock.” He laughed and so did the other guys.

“Screw this. I’m not playing this game anymore,” I said, my heart pounding, my legs shaking.

“So you’re going to run the naked mile?” Donny asked, and everyone looked at me.

“No, I’m not doing that either.”

I was booed, by all of them. I was destroying the code of the game, defying the rules I’d agreed to when I accepted that first hand of cards. “You have to pick one.”

“Pick another dare. This is too outrageous.”

“It’s maybe outrageous, yes, but it’s two dares combined into one—a super dare. You lost twice, remember?” He looked to the other guys, and they all shook their heads as if they agreed it was a fair dare.

I sighed, my body trembling, sinking into my seat. “Fine,” I said. “Give me the stupid toy.” It really wasn’t that big, maybe a few inches long, and about a half-inch thick. I’d never had anything in my ass before, but I couldn’t imagine this was going to hurt. After all, I’d seen porn where girls took way more without even flinching.

So I stood up slightly, slipped the lubed-up toy beneath my panties, and I lined it up with my asshole. I felt like such a pathetic loser doing it in front of my snickering friends, but I didn’t want to ruin their stupid game. Carefully I sat down, and I felt it penetrating me. I clenched and froze up. It was a strange feeling, unlike anything I’d ever felt. But it wasn’t so bad—just utterly humiliating. I sunk down further and further until it was inside of me completely, the flat base pressed between my chair and my butt cheeks. “Happy?” I said, unable to look any of them in the eye.

And it was my turn to deal the next hand. I couldn’t wait for the next round to be over, for someone else to get dared, so everyone could forget that I had a sex toy shoved up my asshole. I dealt the cards, luckily dealing myself a good hand. A few laps around the table, and my good hand became a great hand. I ended up knocking, and I didn’t end up losing. John lost. He picked truth, throwing his chip into the middle. Now, I was the only one with a truth chip left.

“If you had to let one of us suck your dick, who would it be?” Donny asked, once again not asking us for our input before blurting out the question.

John looked around the table, his cheeks turning a shade of pink. His gaze landed on me and my heart skipped a beat. “Probably Eric,” he said.

My heart stuttered and I felt a pit growing in my gut. Me? Why me? Or was he just picking one of us because he had no choice. It’s not like he wanted me to suck his dick—he just would have preferred me over the other guys… Right?

Everyone laughed. I forced a laugh. “Gross,” I said. “No way.”

“Oh, you’d like it,” he said, nudging my arm.

He dealt the next hand. I got a mediocre draw, but I wasn’t too worried. As I went to pick up a card, I felt it buzzing inside of me—the vibrator. Donny had clicked a button on the remote. He was looking at me with a smirk. And the damned vibrator was buzzing against some strange spot that made my whole body tense, sending warm jolts into my crotch. It was a strange feeling—slightly euphoric, but that just made the whole thing so much worse. I bit down on my tongue, not wanting to give myself away at all. But damn, did that buzzing feel good.

“Pick up a card, Eric,” John said.

I stuttered. “Huh? Right, um, okay, yeah.” I picked up a card. I could hardly focus. I dropped one of my cards, and it wasn’t until Grant was picking up that I realized I’d dropped my best card. The vibrator had me all confused and flustered. I’d made a huge mistake. It was an especially huge mistake because Donny knocked when it was his turn. I picked up my last card, but it was shit. I had nothing. I’d given away my chance of slipping by that round.

“Truth or dare, Eric?” Donny said with that oh-so-familiar smirk.

Was I ready for truth? Was I done with the humiliating dares? The dares would never be as humiliating as the truth that they wanted out of me. “Dare,” I said. Donny brought that bag up onto his lap. He leaned over and let Grant in on the plan. John already knew—he was the one who had fetched that bag of horrors. And I was their victim. It was all of them against me.

They were ready to torture me until I picked truth and spilled my guts about Larissa.