6

Steve cursed as the die came down on yet another six. He regretted not using his gold card again, and he was seriously considering using it this time. Before deciding anything though he counted out the spaces on the board and saw that the six would take him an event space. At least on one of those spaces he wouldn't have to draw four cards.

He went ahead and moved the pawn forwards the six spaces and took the top event card, wondering this time what kind of childish game this game was going to have them play. He brought the card to his face and read aloud. "Darts: Everyone but you will enjoy a nice, traditional game of darts. What's the catch you ask? Well your ass is the dart board. Wonder if someone will sink a Bulls eye with your open hole. The winner here gets a gold card, and the loser, well we'll just wait and see since the only real loser here is you"

Before Steve could blink his body was thrown from his chair by some magical **** and he found himself pinned face forward to the wall, his ass above his head and on full display.