Caribbean Tarot Dare

“Have you heard of tarot dare,” Maria asked.

“Of course,” Janice replied. “It's all the rage. Shows you have nerve.”

“Nerve to risk it all on a draw of a tarot card,” Maria smiled. “Did you know there is a place on the next island we visit that allows it?”

“No,” Janice replied. “I thought it was in underground clubs.”

“The Havana Club,” Maria said. “It's way outside of town, but they have a deal with the government to allow it.”

“You're kidding,” Janice said. “They hang you if you draw the death card?”

“Well, no,” Maria said. “But they let you hang yourself.”

“So a suicide?” Janice said.

“Yes,” Maria replied. “a suicide to fulfill the spirit of the dare.”

“Wow,” Janice said. “And that is legal?”

“The club has a deal to allow it,” Maria said.

“So what happens if someone draws the card but refuses to hang?” Janice asked.

“I don't think they are allowed to force you to do it,” Maria said. “But people would try to talk you into it and I'm sure they would never allow you back again.”

“Can't believe many would actually do it,” Maria said.

“You'd be surprised,” Maria replied. “I've heard at peak tourist season they have a hangings almost every week.”

“You are kidding?” Janice said.

“You heard of Lilly Milly?” Maria asked.

“Yes!,” Janice replied. “She was some porn star turned Hollywood starlet. I read she was hanged on a tarot dare.”

“It was at the Havana Club,” Maria said. “And she hanged herself.”

“Amazing,” Janice said.

“Also Sharon Allen and Katie North,” Maria said.

“I read about Katie,” Janice said. “She was almost an A list celebrity.”

“It was the second time she had done it at the Havana,” Maria said.

“And I heard she did a tarot dare at a private party too.”

“Sounds like her luck ran out,” Janice said.

“Yeah,” Maria said. “Lilly, Sharon and Katie all had the integrity to hang themselves when their luck ran out.”

“Well, I mean, what would the tarot dare be without the hanging,” Janice said.

“The hanging is what makes it a dare!”

“Absolutely,” Maria said. “Makes it the biggest dare.”

Janice took a sip of her wine.

“Would you do it?” Janice asked.

“Do the tarot dare?” Maria replied. “Everyone is doing it. Sure I'd do it.”

“And if you're unlucky?” Janice inquired.

“Well, there are 78 tarot cards in a deck,” Maria said. “So only a small chance.”

“But would you do it if you were that unlucky?” Janice pressed.

“Well, I feel if I'm going to do the tarot dare,” Maria said. “I have to have the integrity to hang myself, it has to be a real dare.”

“Wow,” Janice said with astonishment.

Maria took a sip of her wine.

“What about you?” Maria asked. “Would you do the dare?”

“I don't know,” Janice said. “Maybe.”

“So you are afraid?” Maria said.

“Well ... yeah,” Janice said. “I don't want to die.”

“Neither to I,” Maria said. “Nobody who does the dare wants to die. It is the risk that makes it so exciting. Seventy-seven chances out of seventy-eight you don't die and join the tarot dare club.”

“Yeah, I know,” Janice said.

“The ship could run into an iceberg tonight and sink,” Maria said.

“I don't think there are icebergs in the Caribbean,” Janice said.

“Ok,” Maria said. “But the ship could still sink and you had no problem deciding to come on the cruise.”

“True,” Janice said. “But that is a very small risk.”

“Tarot dare is a very small risk,” Maria said.

“I guess that is true,” Janice said.

“Look at all the starlets that have done it,” Maria said.

“And some have hanged!” Janice replied.

“Only a couple,” Maria said. “A small number compared to the all the ones that joined the tarot dare club.”

“I guess,” Janice said. “But still . . .”

“Well, I'm still going to visit the Havana Club,” Maria said. “I think you can get in and not draw a card. Would you come with me?”

“Sure,” Janice said. “See those guys that just walked in. They were checking us out through the window.”

“They're cute,” Maria said. “If I'm doing the tarot dare tomorrow, let's do them tonight.”

Janice and Maria did indeed do them. Jim and Ray had a luxury cabin with a big round bed. They suggested partying there and Janice and Maria readily accepted. Maria took the wine carafe with her to the room. Jim ordered some food delivered to the room.

The party started out with dancing. Soon Maria slipped off her top and jeans. In a few minutes everyone was underwear dancing.

“I dare you to dance topless,” Maria yelled at Janice over the music.

“You're on,” yelled Janice as she slipped her bra off.

Maria slipped her bra off tossing it on a chair.

Janice and Maria gyrated to the music. Jim and Ray enjoyed the view.

“Your briefs are looking tight,” Maria said with a smile.

Maria and Janice both went to their knees, pulling Jim and Ray's briefs off. Ray pushed Janice back onto the bed. Jim pushed his cock into Maria's mouth.

In five minutes Jim and Ray were spent. Janice looked at Maria. When their eyes met, she could see Maria was equally unsatisfied. Janice rolled off the bed and helped Maria up off the floor. Janice kissed Maria on the lips and slide her fingers between Maria's legs.

“Hmmmm,” Janice said. “You want it.”

Maria laid on the floor and Janice got on her hands and knees over her in the 69 position. Both girls probed with their tongues looking for the clit. This had the intended effect on Jim and Ray. They were up and watching the girls and their cocks were hard again.

This time Maria pushed Ray back on the bed and mounted him cowgirl style. Janice was on the floor on all fours while Jim took her from behind. This time the guys were able to last longer and Janice and Maria used their fingers to help. Janice and Maria were satisfied.

After a few minutes of snuggling, Janice and Maria got up to get dressed again.

“You have to go?” Jim asked.

“Yes,” Maria said. “We have to be up early tomorrow.”

“Oh,” Ray said. “What for?”

“We have been invited to a special party on the island,” Maria said. “We need to get dressed up for the occasion.”

“Can we come along too?” Ray asked.

“No,” Maria said. “Only Janice and I are invited.”

On the way back to the room Janice asked, “Why did you tell him that story about being invited to a party?”

“Well, I couldn't tell them we were going to the Havana Club could I,” Maria replied. “Besides the part about getting dressed up fancy like for a party is true. We need to wear our sexiest formal party dresses if we want to get into the Havana Club.”

“It is hard to get into this club?” Janice asked.

“Yes,” Maria said. “Usually only celebrities get in. We need to convince them we are C list actresses, porn stars or something.”

“Oooo, porn stars” Janice said.

“Get some rest tonight to look our sexy best,” Maria said.

The next morning as the ship entered the harbor, Janice and Maria walked around the deck in there long formal dresses and high heels. Both dresses had slits up the sides to the hips.

“Do you think we look sexy enough to be porn stars?” Janice asked.

“Absolutely,” Maria laughed. “We are porn stars.”

“As long as I don't have to blow some fat guy to get in,” Janice asked.

“I hope not,” Maria exclaimed. “I'll tell them I'm doing the dare and you are thinking about it.”

“Thought about,” Janice said. “Not doing it.”

“Don't tell em that,” Maria said. “Just say you're still thinking about it.”

“They don't allow spectators?” Janice asked.

“Have to be famous,” Maria said. “A porn star they've seen.”

“Oh,” Janice said.

“When we get there,” Maria said. “Let me do the talking, agree with everything I say.”

“Ok,” Janice said. “But I'm still not drawing a card.”

“You won't have to,” Maria said.

When the ship docked, Maria and Janice were among the first to go ashore. They quickly found a motor cycle taxi. If the young driver was surprised when Maria told him the Havana club, he did not show it.

The Havana Club was a short drive outside the city in a valley between some low hills. There was a well dressed older man that greeted them at the entrance.

“Good afternoon ladies,” the man said. “This is a private club. I don't think you are members.”

“We aren't,” Maria said. “But I was told you offer tarot cards for adventuresome young women.”

“The club is private,” the man said. “And very selective. I don't think I know either of you.”

“We are adult entertainer,” Maria said. “We were both in Strapon Sorority. I was in Office Seduction 3 and Naughty College Chicks.”

“College Girls Like It Hard,” Janice said. “Horny Coeds Home Alone, Naughty Time, couple others.”

“I see,” the man said. “Don't think I've seen any of those.”

“There are so many now,” Maria said.

“So you are both interested in tarot?” the man asked.

“I am definitely,” Maria said. “Janice probably.”

The man stared at Janice.

“I want to see her do it first,” Janice said.

“You both understand the tarot dare is serious,” the man said. “Deadly serious.”

“Yes, of course,” Maria said. “The hanging is what makes it a dare. If you draw the death card, have to hang to make it real.”

“Hanging is the point of the dare,” Janice said. “You draw the card to show you have nerve, but hanging has to be real.”

“Good,” the man said. “You may enter. You can relax and get some drinks on the upper balcony before testing your nerve.”

The man opened the big door and Maria and Janice entered. Inside was a short hall that was lined with pictures.

“Wow,” Janice said. “So many.”

“Yes,” Maria said. “I've heard there were a lot here.”

“Most of them are naked too,” Janice said.

“Yes,” Maria said. “Maybe part of the club tradition.”

“If they are porn stars, not a big deal I guess,” Janice said.

“Yeah maybe,” Maria said. “This one is Katie North.”

“Wow,” Janice said. “Naked with hands tied behind back. Like an execution.”

“Self execution,” Maria said.

“This one didn't do it naked but her dress fell off,” Janice said.

“More likely they pulled it down after she was dead,” Maria said.

“Oh, they would do that?” Janice said.

“Well, it is not like she was embarrassed by it,” Maria said.

“No I suppose not,” Janice said. “That must be the noose over there.” 

Janice and Maria walked out into the court yard.

“So that stool is how they get so far off the ground,” Janice said.

“And the stairs too,” Maria said.

“The tarot cards are on the table,” Janice said.

“Doesn't look like anyone has drawn one yet,” Maria said.

“Nope,” Janice said.

“Let's go up and relax on the balcony,” Maria said. “We'll see what happens.”

“Don't want to be the first?” Janice asked.

“Maybe,” Maria said. “After a glass of wine.”

Maria and Janice walked up the stairs and found a table on the balcony. A waitress quickly came over and offered them wine.

“The Havana club appeared to be an old apartment building,” Janice said. “Why build an apartment in the middle of nowhere like this?”

“It's an old brothel,” the waitress said. “Government didn't want the brothel in town.”

“Oh,” Janice replied. “That makes some sense.”

Maria and Janice sipped their wine.

“Those two women behind you look like models,” Janice said.

“Could be,” Maria said. “Haven't heard of any models hanged at tarot dare yet, but it is getting really popular.”

“Yeah, read about some big rave party where all the girls were doing tarot dare.” Janice said. “Two girls were hanged.”

“Probably high,” Maria said. “Doing it sober shows more moxie.”

“From what I read the girls at the rave were not suicides,” Janice said. “They were executed and the police just watched.”

“Yeah,” Maria said. “Not legal, but tolerated.”

“Look,” Janice said. “I think someone is drawing a card.” 

Janice and Maria stood up at the railing to watch. One women wearing a dark dress cautiously pulled the top card off the stack. She looked relieved as she held it up.

 Her friend then quickly grabbed the next card and she was all smiles as she showed it to her friend.

As the women were drawing her cards, the two models walked over to go down the stairs.

“Wow,” Janice said. “They just did it.”

“Yep,” Maria said. “Just like that.”

“Looks like the models are going to do it next,” Janice said.

The models went over to the tarot card table but they hesitated a minute, looking at each other and the noose. 

Then they both quickly grabbed cards and celebrated with smiles.

“I think it is our turn,” Maria said.

“You mean it is your turn,” Janice said. “I'm not doing it.”

“Ok,” Maria said. “Let's go. I'm ready.”

Maria approached the table and stared at the cards.

“If you had gone first the odds would have been better,” Janice said. “But only a few cards have been drawn, no real difference.”

Maria moved forward, took a deep breath and drew a card. Her face was all smiles when she looked at it.

“You did it,” Janice said.

“God that was scary,” Maria said. “I though I could just grab the card, but when the moment came my hand was shaking. What a rush!”

“I bet,” Janice said. “Let's go finish our wine.”

“Ok,” Maria said. “Let my heart slow down a little.” 

Maria walked back towards the stairs with Janice following behind.

Suddenly Janice turned and ran back to the table flipping over the top card. It was the death card!

Janice gasped in horror. Maria stared in confusion.

“You said you weren't doing it,” Maria said. “Come on, let's get out of here. They can't make you do it.”

Janice stared at the stool, stairs and noose.

The two models came back.

“Are you going to do it?” one asked.

“Or chicken out,” the other said. 

The older man walked up.

“You drew the death card,” he said. “You have to hang yourself.”

“I don't know ... what came over me,” Janice said. “It was just, ... just an impulsive thing.”

“Doesn't matter,” the man said. “You told me hanging was the point of the dare. Now you have to hang.”

“He can't make you hang,” said Maria. “Come on, lets go back to the ship.”

“You told me hanging was the point of the dare,” the man said. “Now you have to hang.”

“Hang, hang,” the two models started chanting.

“Stop,” Janice said. “It was a mistake. I didn't want to do it, ... but I did. Now ... I have to hang.”

“You will do it?” the man asked.

“Yes, yes,” the models exclaimed.

“Come on back to the ship now,” Maria ordered. “You don't have to.”

“I do have to,” Janice said. “If I don't then your drawing the card was not real. I want to do it like Katie North, naked with hands tied behind my back.”

“Miss North used handcuffs,” the man said. “I will get you handcuffs.”

“You don't have to do this,” Maria pleaded.

“I do,” Janice said. “I have to ... For you and everyone else who drew a card ... But mostly for me.”

 

Janice walked over by the stool. The first group of women returned and whispered to each other behind Maria's back. Maria watched as Janice slowly undressed dropping her dress to the ground.

“I never expected to see a hanging here,” one the women behind Maria said.

Janice sat on the stool and unfastened her heels.

Janice walked over to the stairs. As she slowly climbed them the man returned with the handcuffs and handed them to her.

Janice climbed the stairs and walked to the stool staring at the noose. 

Janice fastened the handcuffs on one arm. Then she climbed on the stool and put the noose over her head. The old man pushed the stairs away into the corner.

Janice put her hands behind her back and fastened the handcuffs. 

Janice stood on the stool staring at Maria.

Maria raised her arm but said nothing.

“I have to,” Janice said and stepped off the stool. 

Janice's body swung out. The noose cut into her neck. Her face turned to horror and panic from the pain of the noose crushing her throat.

Janice swung back, her feet crashing into the stool and knocking it over.

Janice squirmed and twisted, but it just made the noose tighter. Her mouth was open as if to cry out, but no sound came out.

Janice slowly relaxed, her body went limp, her consciousness slipped away, but the she continued to twitch and jerk for several minutes. Maria stood in silence watching as Janice faded away.

“I drew a card,” one of the women said. “I earned the privilege of enjoying her hanging.”

Maria turned around.

“Janice was my friend,” Maria said. “But that was amazing. I enjoyed it too.”

“Don't feel bad about enjoying it,” one of the women said.

“You earned that too,” another woman said.

“It's what the tarot dare is about,” one of the women said. “Out of every 70 something that draw a card, one hangs. We are the ones that didn't hang. We are the ones that enjoy the rest of out lives knowing that we did the dare.”

“Janice did the dare too,” Maria said.

“She definitely did,” one of the women said and they all nodded in agreement.

 After some picture taking and more wine, the others went back to the city. Maria lingered, staring at Janice's now lifeless body.

“I will always remember you,” Maria said. “You really did the dare.”

The End

 

Some bonus pictures of previous players.