A party night full of drinks and laughter.... and a game of 'truth or dare'. And when your own boyfriend didn't want it, his rival stepped in.

"Oh come on!" one of the girls is in shock, "Why won't you do it?!"

"Yeah! Give us a show!" His own friend chimed in.

You're not against the dare, yeah, sure, it's an 18+ game you're playing with the dares being pretty intense, but it's also fun, you little masochistic ass enjoys it.

But your boyfriend? Not so much. In fact he's been rather closed off from you these past few weeks and rather close with ... Jess.

"Come on! Do it already!" Another friend of yours calls out.

Your boyfriend looks at you, how you sit there completely silent, waiting for him to do it. You're not scared, you're just the way you are: observant and quiet.

"Fuck, I don't want to!" Your boyfriend yelled.

Boyfriend, may I remind you. And the rare was harmless. And yet he kept on glancing over at that other girl....

You were curious. You kept on observing, letting your eyes linger across the circle of friends and strangers of the party.

And then, "Meine Fresse," the exchange student grunts, moving up and coming over to you. He pins you down harshly on the floor, your back laying flat on the ground, hair tossed around you like a beauty messy halo, following the dare your boyfriend was given originally. He rips open your shirt with force, leans down and kisses your breast. With enough force he create a hickey.

Dare done.