I roll the dice. 1-4
I press my fist into his groin, flattening his gonads a little more.
I raise the dice. He's trying to say something. Surely he wants me to stop. Or that I let him breathe. I do not see why. I have to hit once I roll the dice, that's the rule of the game. I do not hurt, I'm not breathless. Why should I wait ?
It's like when when I was little I was asked not to make the boys cry by slapping them between their legs. When I asked why I was told it was dangerous, fragile, or bad. But this is just a statement, not a reason not to do it.
I still do not know why I should not do it. But I guess now that I'm an adult, I have the right.