Truth or Dare

"How about Truth or Dare?" Julius offered. "Do you know that one?"

"Yes!" Bria replied, her eyes lighting up. "Ohmigawd, it is so fun! We used to play it all the time at camp!" The teen clapped her hands and turned to face him, having apparently forgotten the mysterious appendage still rubbing against her leg. "Okay, you first. Truth or Dare?"

"Uh, truth," the black man replied.

"Truth, um, okay," Bria glanced skyward, brow furrowed, as she considered her question. When she looked back down, his tattoos caught her eye. "Have you been in prison?"

"Yup, just got released, actually," Julius replied casually before elaborating. "I fucked this white girl, then she claimed I **** her. It really pissed me off, you know?" His tone changed as he became more angry. "I get arrested, another black sex offender preying on white girls, right?

"Well, joke's on her," he continued, "because she and her sister end up getting kidnapped, gangbanged and sold into white slavery, so now there's no witness and had to drop the **** charge." He laughed heartily before noting the horror on the blonde's face. "Hey, she had it coming to her, she was a racist," he explained. "You got nuthin' to fear, so long as you ain't racist. Like, you don't think you're better than me, do you? You know that you white girls need to get fucked by black men like me, right?"

Bria smiled nervously, terrified to say the wrong thing, and trying not to dwell on the story he just told. 'If the victim simply disappeared, how did he know she and her sister became white slaves?' the teen tried not to think. 'And why the sister, too?'

"Uh, I don't want Truth," Bria said, trying to sound cheery. "I pick Dare." At least that should end this nightmare conversation, the busty beauty hoped. Of course, it then dawned on her, now she was subject to his command. Oops...