I felt as if I were hanging on a hook in a meat lockerwaiting to be picked up and carried off for slaughter. It wasintimidating, but exciting at the ...ame time.I was evaluating my next move when seemingly out of nowhere, MasterSergeant Mancillas or "Jane" as she was known to me when we were alone,appeared at my side. True to the bar's dress code, she wore dessert-cami-cargo pants, dessert-combat boots, and a dark green tank top withno bra. Her nipples were large and distinct. Beads of sweat. She gave a sigh at the end of her orgasm and worked a hand down between her legs to massage her clit. I moved my hands down to her ass and gave it a good slap. She gave a small sound of delight. I then swung my legs off the bed and lifted her up. Supporting her entirely without slowing my pace, I slammed her back against the wall and she moaned at how deep this forced my cock in. I gave my own grunt at the same feeling. From this position I changed my approach to go deeper and slower,. It was then when she remembered the night before. It was all very confusing in her mind but she was certain that someone -or something- raped her. Even so, she remembered not giving much fight to defend herself. In fact, she remembered even cooperating with her rapist. She quickly looked around the room and there it was! A dark green creature, resting on the corner behind her. It was a big bulk of meat, three feet high and five feet wide with big long tentacles that spread all around the floor. Looking over to May and her roommate, wondering how they will handle things once the dares truly begin.Looking at the dice on the table, Cyndi figured they needed to write this out. Conferring with Ben and Cheyenne, they soon had this written out:If you want a boy ... roll the six sider. 1, 2 = Ben 3, 4 = Jeremy 5, 6 = ChuckI you want a girl, roll a 6 sider 1, Amber 2, Cheyenne 3, Cyndi 4, May 5, Niki 6, RachelReroll if you get yourself of course!If you don’t care (any one), roll that funny.