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>> Another story by Amanda Serve
FEAR FACTOR
by Amanda Serve
PART THREE (all I got, the rules...)
Without going into the conversation that Eugene and I had, because it would
mainly be me with my mouth hanging wide open in shock, or me telling him no way,
as he calmly explained the deal, I am just going to show you the deal here as it
was initially presented to me. That way it will be easy to understand. Keep in
mind, that he had planned this deal out. Actually though, this is the deal WE
agreed to. He had some stuff that there was no way I was going to agree to,
because it was too vague or too weird, and he had so much that it was confusing.
It also has some things I insisted he put in there. In the interest of telling
you what happened, I thought it best to show you the "Deal".
I wish I could describe the conversation that we had as he outlined his game. I
really don’t remember how he got me to accept this deal. I just want as you read
it, to picture him describing it all to me, and me not agreeing to anything to
the very end…infact, I actually asked for a little bit more than he originally
described. I was bluffing,hoping he would back down. Hoping he would get scared
and realize that there was no way our parents would ever allow him to do all of
this, or even half of this. I found as I bluffed and if he called me on it, or
frustrated me a bit with his haggling that I was getting more and more stubborn
about beating him or upping the stakes, and losing never occurred to me. It
sorta did, but I felt very safe, I mean I am a sane person, I felt like I could
always quit or walk away. Yet, for all that I am a stubborn person, and you know
when you are gambling, you may be down a few chips, but you just want to keep
believeing you will break even or pay big on that “next hand”? Fate was
conspiring against me, because as he pushed my buttons, and got me aggravated
and insulted, and afraid, and confused, I wanted to really teach him a lesson, I
really wanted to win and punish him as severely as he had imagined me punished.
THE COMPLETE INITIAL GAME:
COMPULSIONS: Anything collected on me that could be used to inspire me to accept
the agreement. All compulsion would be kept confidential and only revealed if I
backed out of the game, or possibley if I "Lose" in any way.
-Approximately 50 faked pictures of me in various poses, mostly really bizarre
pictures. Some of them taken in front of my highschool, some of them with the
boys from scout pack 357 (Eugene’s troop), with our own dog, in painful looking
bondage but enjoying it, etc.
-2900 dollars in credit card debt, mostly for things like anal lube, dildo’s,
pornography, also for some things Eugene needed to finish his club house, his
laptop, year passes to several funparks. Eugene later explained that he had a
very detailed explanation for why I bought these items for him, he could say I
was bribing him to play this game with me.
-Fake of Me in the Klu Klux Clan, with pictures, membership card, and a letter
that looked like it was in my own handwriting to David Duke asking him to come
to my town so that I could offer him some down-home, white pussy.
-Fake Pictures of me in some kind of Satanic robe, apparently leading a mass of
some kind. Several other pics where I remove the robe and stand before an alter
and apparently offer my buttcheeks or something to it. It looked like it was
taken out of an old movie or something.
- Fake Pictures of me dressed in some kind of football uniform, begging the REAL
senior football team to have sex with me, they are all in uniform, but I was in
some sort of half-jersey that showed my nipples. The reason I mentioned this one
separately is, it included a signed bill of health from “Dr Bill” our uncle, and
a letter from our parents that states that I am authorized to play sports. Our
high school had recently allowed girls to participate in sports or atleast try
out for them that had been traditionally all boys sports. Some kind of equality
move..but obviously few of us had any interest, and those that had-were quickly
hazed out of the sports, the school had made attempts to accomadate the female
athletes in traditional male only sports, but it wasn’t much. Not like our
schools get very much funding..He hadn’t forged our parents signature, he said
later I would get them to sign it. Yeah right!
-Fake Pictures of me on a stage in some kind of dingy nightclub, wearing only a
tu-tu and a smile, apparently trying to do some kind of artsy play. There were
two other men on stage, both in some kind of mock Shakespeare garb, but their
nudity showing. The audience in the picture looked very jaded and
unimpressed…and my facial expression was very bright and cheery, as if I was
thoroughly enjoying the performance.
-A 62 page contract, that included authorization of my own free will that I be
the property of my brother, failing that the state of utah. A letter of
explanation indicating that I felt it was the only way to cure my incredible
self-destructive need to whore myself out, that the control offered by a real
master would stablize my life and that I was willing to undergo anything to
avoid a life as a crack whore, which is what I felt I would inevitably be. There
were also separate permission slips, a will, and a few accidental death and
dismemberment clauses made out to “Dr Bill” for treatment that I would some how
get my parents to sign after I agreed to this and signed it myself.. -yeah
right!
-A real signed conffesion and some real polaroids from Sears, for shoplifting
panties and a nasty skirt, including pantys that have the words “Sears is a
Joke” on them, that according to the included security report I had worn under
my clothes, as if I was flaunting my shoplifting. As if to infer that I had been
shoplifting here for a while, and was thrilled at the prospect of being caught
and intended for the guard to see my panties.
-Seven videotaped confessions from boy scouts, of these evil things I had done
to them (all lies), and some (faked) pictures in some cases to back it up.
THE GAME: “Truth or Dare” so called because the premise is that we are
practicing for some kind of game show that Eugene thinks is going to be great.
He has already told our parents that it can pay for our college, and warned them
about the “Frat-initiation” style dares, and gotten them prepared for the idea
that he wants to be on the show.
The Game will last for twelve weeks. In addition to “Compulsions”, he wants
“Assurances” (described below), that will be performed daily by both of us. Like
Compulsions, the assurances are designed to make us not want to quit the game,
and will be revealed for losing.
The real game, that no one but himself and me will really know about, (He hinted
that others had “bits and pieces of it” but that no one really knows all of it,
or what the real stakes are, and why I am agreeing) is that him and I will
perform the Five Agreed upon ordeals for the twelve weeks of this bet.
WIN: How I could WIN (and he Lose, although I think he felt like a winner for
getting me to sign this, anyway).
If I play and as a result of playing the game our parents stop the game, kick me
out of the house, get arrested, lose my job, go into a coma, or he backs out
then I win. I added also, knowing this was some kind of sexual thing that if I
got pregnant as a result I win also, to protect myself, he laughed and agreed
“pregnant by a human”. He is a big star trek fan, at the time I thought he was
just being specific incase a Klingon or Vulcan dropped to earth. I got a little
freaked out and said “And no sex with you!” surprisingly he agreed, but didn’t
say anything else, so I thought that he might seriously consider sex with others
as part of this game. Winning would mean doing all the assurances.
LOSE: How I could LOSE (and he Win)
If I make it twelve weeks, without our parents stopping the game or kicking me
out of the house, getting arrested, losing my job, or going into a coma (yeah,
he was thorough) as a result of participating in the game, then I Lose. I had
to participate vigourously, and follow all the rules of the game, failure to
follow the rules constituted “backing out” and there were rules about minor
punishments for “deviance from the rules”, but what he was talking about in
backing out was just that quitting the game and not playing.
THE FIVE ASSURANCES:
ONE: The Game: Played daily in the front room or the kitchen, or some place both
agree upon. Five hands per day, twice on weekends (10 hands on weekends). Each
player wears exactly what they had on last game for the duration of the game.
Dares can be opted for and are mandatory when the other player is nude. Clothes
gained after becoming nude may or may not constitute clothes you can bet. (For
example, if you were given a grass skirt, you may not be able to bet that after
you had gotten nude).
Dares: A dare will be provided by the other player, it amounts to two choices,
you can recycle old dares that were not selected and keep the same ones until it
is picked. It has to follow the “insane claus” it cannot be impossible or fatal.
Failing the dare is okay, as long as you try.
Double or nothing Dares: A single dare can be offered when someone loses a hand,
that either combines both original dares or is something new. There are no
gaurantees like the insane claus on this type of dare.
The dares do not have to be performed before going to the next hand, and
generally if they take more than 15 minutes must be performed after the game is
played. It is possible then to make a Dare an “undo” of something you had
already agreed to.
The game itself is simpler: Both players take a card, the highest wins. If the
loser wants they can request double or nothing, and decide before accepting the
double or nothing stakes if they want to proceed or just take one of the
original dares. If the player win’s they don’t have to do a dare.
All “Permanent” rules last until the duration (Initially 12 weeks) of the “Deal”
is up. That means some dares could be a rule you live by for the entire time.
While playing the game there are some side rules.
Flinching to cover yourself when nude: If caught you must immediately stand up,
bend over and ask for 10 swats from anyone. The other player is obliged to
paddle if no one else wants to do it. You must count and thank them for each
swat, pretending as though you believe it is a “Fair” punishment since you
should not ‘flinch’ during practice, to get over your shyness. The type of swat
was not defined and I later kicked myself for that.
“Lameness” not doing the dare properly results in a do-over where it has to be
completed again. This was left really ambigous, I wasn’t sure how he planned to
enforce this.
“Offering” can be done as a type of dare, an offering is when an expected result
is desired, and the other player has a right to ask that the offering be
replaced with a normal dare. Let me give you how he explained it to me. “Let’s
say the dare you want to give is ‘do 25 push ups’”. All I have to do is try my
best to do all 25. Now let’s say you want to make it an offering, you could say
“Do all 25 pushups in five minutes and I will let you wear a towel for the rest
of the game, fail and you will wear the towel, but wrapped around your head like
a turban.” I can tell you that I don’t want an offering and you have to give me
a different dare, I can even say something like “What about 20 push ups, and I
get a pair of shorts instead?”.
ASSURANCE TWO:
(this is where I stopped, but I had intended to write four other assurances,
that spelled out why the game would not be forfeit ever)
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