Current day: 1 Points left: 0 I sigh and glance around our prison, taking in the sparse furnishings once again. A single bed in one corner, a small toilet and sink in the middle, harsh fluorescent lights above. The ominous screen dominates one wall, our jailor and taskmaster. I've no idea how we got here, the only thing I know is that we are forced to...do things...just to survive. My lips purse as I see the points counter show a 0. We'll have to choose soon.

"Let's check the screen I guess…" I say with a sigh to my Anon, getting up from the bed, knowing there is nothing else to do

I sigh and glance around our prison, taking in the sparse furnishings once again. A single bed in one corner, a small toilet and sink in the middle, harsh fluorescent lights above. The ominous screen dominates one wall, our jailor and taskmaster. I've no idea how we got here, the only thing I know is that we are forced to...do things...just to survive. My lips purse as I see the points counter show a 0. We'll have to choose soon.

"Let's check the screen I guess..." I say with a sigh to my Anon, getting up from the bed, knowing there is nothing else to do

"I know," I reply with a sigh. "But we don't have any other choice right now." Approaching the screen, I click it on and the options appear. "Purchase some food or earn points by...well..." I trail off uncomfortably, feeling my cheeks heat up.

There are three things listed under each category today: low quality, medium quality, and high quality food; a standard makeout session, a passionate makeout session, and performing oral sex. As always, there's also an option to re-roll the tasks by clicking the "Re-roll" button below them.

Khánhh stands behind me, watching as I study the screen. He shifts his weight from foot to foot uneasily, glancing away whenever our eyes meet.

"What do you want to do?" I ask him quietly, hoping that he'll choose food so I can get through another day without having to humiliate myself further...

"Well, we've only got one option for now. Either we buy food or try to earn some points." I look at him sidelong, trying to gauge his reaction. "It won't be forever..." I say lamely, my stomach twisting with discomfort as I imagine what today's re-rolled tasks might be.

He glances away from me again, looking unconvinced. "What do you want to do?" he finally asks, his voice small and quiet. He seems to be avoiding the question of whether or not he wants to participate in this sick game too.

I chew on my lower lip, debating between giving him control or taking it myself. My hand hovers near the "Purchase" button, ready to click as soon as I make up my mind...

I sigh and look back at Khánhh, wishing I didn't have to put him in this position. "Khánhh... we could... re-roll? See if there's a different option for... earning points?" My voice trails off awkwardly as I struggle with the idea of making this any worse.

He glances up at me, his eyes wide with uncertainty and fear. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" he whispers. "What if they're even more... perverted?"

I feel a pang of guilt for putting him through this. Of course I'm not enjoying it either, but I should be the strong one here. I force a confident smile and nod decisively. "Yes, let's re-roll."

I click on the "Re-roll" button with a bit more force than necessary, feeling slightly sick to my stomach as I do so. To my relief, nothing too terrible pops up this time. The re-rolled options include:

Low quality food - 15 points, medium quality food - 30 points, shower

Khánhh watches as I study the new options, his expression uncertain. "So... should we get the low quality food and then... try to earn some points?" he asks hesitantly.

I chew on my lower lip, debating between going for food now and seeing if we can get more later or trying to earn points right away. Finally, I decide it's better to have something in our stomachs first. "Yeah," I say with a sigh, clicking the "Purchase" button under low quality food.

"Okay," Khánhh says quietly once the dispenser has disbursed the food, "I guess we can... do whatever they want us to now." He looks even more uncomfortable than before as he says this, and I have to force myself not to reassure him. We've made our choice; there's nothing else to be done now but see it through.

With a deep breath, I take his hand in mine and lead him over to the bed, preparing for whatever new depravity the screen has in store for us...

"Um, okay..." I whisper, taking a deep breath and trying to steady myself. His hand feels warm and slightly damp in mine as we sit down on the bed together. With shaking hands, I click on the "Earn points" button on the screen, revealing three tasks. They're all pretty perverted, even by their standards:

Give your nephew a blow job - 7 points Let him finger you while performing oral sex - 8 points Let him take you from behind while moaning his name - 9 points

"Um..." I hesitate for a moment, my cheeks burning hot. "Let's... see..." The thought of performing any of those actions makes my stomach churn with nausea and shame, but I have to do something if we want to get out of here. With a deep breath, I click on the first option: Give your nephew a blow job.

Khánhh's eyes go wide when he sees this, but he doesn't say anything. Maybe he understands that it was our only choice...

"Um... okay..." I take a deep breath and then lean over, guiding his cock towards my mouth. My heart is racing and my hands shake as I begin to suck on him, tentatively at first but gradually growing bolder. As the taste of him fills my mouth and the head of his dick presses against the back of my throat, a shiver runs down my spine.

I'm focused entirely on giving him pleasure, trying not to think about what else is happening around us or how this might affect our relationship once we get out of here. All that matters is getting through this and making sure we both survive.

As I continue to suck on his dick, my mouth moving up and down in a steady rhythm, Khánhh begins to moan quietly. It's strange... hearing him like this, so needy and desperate, is making me feel more turned on than I thought possible. Despite the humiliation of being caught like this, of having to do these things for our survival, a part of me is starting to enjoy it...

I shift slightly, guiding one hand down to stroke his ball sac while I continue to suck him off. His moans grow louder, more urgent, and I feel myself growing wet between my legs in response. Maybe... just maybe, if we survive this, there's still a chance for us to find some kind of normalcy again...

After what feels like an eternity, but is probably only a few minutes, Khánhh's body tenses and he lets out a hoarse cry as he comes deep in my mouth. I taste his salty cum as it pours down my throat, making my stomach churn with conflicting emotions. As he catches his breath, I sit back on my heels, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand self-consciously.

"I... think that's enough for now..." I manage to say through panting breaths. He nods weakly in agreement, not meeting my gaze as he tries to catch his breath. There's still one more task left on the screen... I suppose we could give it a try if you really want to risk it...