4-Whipped

Tommy let the dice loose, the clcking of it almost ominous as it rolled. It landed on a four and Tommy reached for a pawn, the yellow pawn a little too heavy for the wooden look it had. Still Tommy moved his peice forward and landed on a blank spot. Everyone jumped when the voice came back, with eerie knowledge. As if it was sentient.

"When you land on a blank spot like this you automatically grab a 'Fun Card' and pass the dice to the player to your left." Tommy looked at the board and the big stack of cards in the middle. He reached out, grabbing the top one. "Don't forget to read it aloud."

Tommy started to read it, "Whipped: You are whipped every thursday, you must like bdsm. 11 Points." Tommy felt a sharp pain on his back and screammed, his head turning to look at what had stung his back like that. All that was there was air though, and a dull throb where it stung earlier. "What the fuck!" Tommy loorked around while the others laughed at him.

"Bro what was that!" Tommy looked at Chad with a flash of anger. "You got parinoid or something?"

"I-it felt like I was whipped." Tommy looked down at the card in fear. What if everything that was said on these cards came true? "We need to go." Tommy tried to get up but he felt glued. His body couldn't move.

"Calm down fatso, its just a game." Tommy stared at Chad. "Pass the dice already." Tommy grabbed the dice and passed it to Tony, which Chad merely smirked at.