Your path will be extra hard tonight...

Oh me, oh my, oh, what a fright / Your path will be extra hard tonight / A normal game's already intense / Let a sexy house rules game commence!

Before any of the players could react, the ground crumbled beneath their feet, and the dimly lit tent was swallowed by darkness. For a moment, all three floated side-by-side in the void, then just as suddenly, their feet found solid ground again, but it was not earthy, or solid, or wet. In fact, the ground felt so nothing, despite the fact that their feet were obviously touching it.

"What happened to the tent?" Joe asked.

*THUNK*

The three jumped as a game board, card deck, and three pieces fell to their feet. Then a pillar of fire erupted from the board, blasting the trio to their knees. The light blinded them only for a moment, then the flames turned a cool blue, and dark letters began to cut through the pyre.

THIS GAME SHALL HAVE FOUR HOUSE RULES

The first line disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared, only to be followed by two more:

HOUSE OF THE FIRST PLAYER: THE UNYIELDING CHAINS

All players must start the game firmly restrained without the ability to escape.

An iron clasp snapped around Joe's wrist. He yelped, then tried to pry it off, only to have his opposite wrist yanked away by another clasp. Sarah shrieked when a clasp grabbed her by the ankle, as Mike was already on his back, wailing as his feet were chained to the ground, and the chains holding Joe and Sarah rose up like serpents to strike. When the struggle had ended, all three had their ankles chained to the ground, and their wrists chained to each other in a loose circle. They didn't have enough time to breath before another commandment appeared in the flames.

HOUSE OF THE SECOND PLAYER: ABSOLUTE COMMAND

Each player must deliver one command to another player each turn, which will be irresistible.

The three had little time to digest this one, as the immediate effects of the magic were more concerning for them, but one of them shivered after reading it. Then it was replaced by:

HOUSE OF THE THIRD PLAYER: THE LAWS OF NATURE

All players must surrender their clothing at the start of the game.

Painless, low burning flames began to singe their clothes, which began to unravel off their bodies, while Mike's makeup began to melt off. The stripping left Joe and especially the strip-veteran Mike less shaken than the restraints, but Sarah struggled even harder.

"No! NO! NOOO!"

She tried to turn away in shame, but the chains kept her facing the other two. Joe and Mike felt bad for her, trying not to watch as she covered her shame, but the peculiar way she dove to try and cover her lower body drew their eyes, and they couldn't help but see it. Sarah fell back, giving up and letting _it _hang out. Though atrophied from years of HRT, her penis was still fairly sizable, prominently hanging off of her ballsack. She was out to her friends, but not her coworkers. She couldn't have imagined a worse outing if she tried.

"Sarah..." Joe grasped at something to say that would comfort her, but the fourth and final rule appeared in the flames before he could form a whole thought.

HOUSE OF THE MASTER: PASSION FLAME

The players' arousal shall rise ten times faster than normal, with no refractory period.

The final rule felt like it was already in effect. All three players were beginning to feel a bit stiff. Joe liked to fantasize about tying some of the performers up, but he never imagined how it might feel to be truly bound as he was. Mike stripped, but there was always some artifice, some performance. He never really bared himself so vulnerably, so absolutely, so being ****-stripped naked was a new and intensely erotic experience for him. As for Sarah, reading the second rule had opened her mind to a multiplicity of possibilities. She was so used to following and giving the most ordinary orders, for specific objects in certain quantities. She was a little too repressed to admit it, but the prospect of giving or receiving commands, even in such a situation as this, absolutely thrilled her.

As overwhelmed and scared they all were, the unspoken and unrealized thoughts buried deep in their subconscious were pumping their erections with juice. As the final message appeared in the flames, they let out stifled moans, each spraying the ground with cum.

GAME START