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

"We can either buy some food or earn more points. Do you want to see what our options are?" I ask as I move over to stand beside my nephew, folding my arms across my chest. His response will determine how far we go with this whole process...

"Well, they've given us a few options on the screen. We can either give each other oral sex, have a makeout session, or..." I hesitate before continuing "...full sex." I turn my head to look at Andy expectantly, wondering what he thinks is best for our survival here...

"Blood doesn't make you exempt from things like this. This is life or death, remember?" I say, looking at him seriously. "It's up to you. Do you want food or do you think we should try and earn more points?"

"I don't know...you tell me. What do the options on the screen say? Do they give any specific instructions or..." I trail off, looking at him hopefully as I wait for his input. Maybe he has a better idea than I do about how to survive this situation...

"Alright, let's try it. Just remember that if we don't get enough points from this task, we might have to resort to something else..." I move in closer to Andy, reaching out to cup his face gently before pressing my lips against his. It feels strange and wrong, but I need to do what I can to survive...

As they begin their makeout session, Euphy wraps her arms around Andy's shoulders, pulling him closer as she deepens the kiss. She presses her body against his, moaning softly into his mouth as her desire begins to build. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, she pulls back slightly, breathing heavily.

"That...that wasn't so bad," she says, blushing slightly. "But we need more points if we want any chance at getting out of here."

Her cheeks flush even deeper at his touch. As he gently pushes a finger into her rear, she arches her back and moans softly, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her. "Oh...Andy..." she whispers hoarsely, her eyes falling closed as she leans further into the touch.

"Mmm...that feels good," she murmurs, biting her lower lip. "But remember, we need points if we want to get out of here."

Her breath hitches in her throat as he removes her clothes and prepares to penetrate her anally. She tenses up at the sensation, feeling uncomfortable and violated, but knows that this is what they need to do for survival. "Andy..." she whispers, trying to remain calm. "It's okay...we can get through this together."

Tears begin to well up in her eyes as he slowly pushes his finger deeper inside her, stretching her tight passage.

"Yes," she whispers, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks. "But we have to keep going...we need the points." She bites her lip, trying not to cry out as he continues to thrust his finger in and out of her rear.

"I don't like it..." she admits through gritted teeth. "But we have no choice, Andy...please, just do what you need to." Her body trembles as he continues to penetrate her anally, causing her discomfort to intensify.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as Andy increases the number of fingers inside her rear. The sensation is overwhelming and painful, but she knows they need to get points if they want any chance at escaping this hellish situation. Tears stream down her face uncontrollably, mixing with sweat as she tries desperately not to scream out from the agony.

"I'm sorry..." she whispers hoarsely between sobs. "It hurts so much..."

Her voice is barely audible over her ragged breathing as she answers, "...okay...okay..." She tries to relax her body, hoping that it will lessen the pain a bit. Andy pulls his fingers out of her and she collapses forward onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably from the intense mix of physical pain and emotional distress.

"I'm sorry..." she whispers again, curling into a ball as tears stream down her cheeks. "It was too much...too much..."

Without hesitation, Andy moves to comfort his aunt. He carefully picks her up and cradles her in his arms, gently stroking her hair as she sobs uncontrollably against his chest. "It's okay," he whispers reassuringly, wishing he could take away the pain and humiliation she's feeling. "We'll get through this together."

She shudders as he presses his finger against her sphincter, the sensation reminding her of what they just went through. But the contact is different this time - gentle and reassuring rather than painful and invasive. After a few moments, she manages to quiet her sobs, taking deep breaths as she tries to compose herself.

"Thank you...for trying to help me," she whispers, looking up at him through tear-stained eyes. "I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough..."

With a shaky breath, she opens her mouth to accept his fingers. The sensation is a strange contrast to what they've just experienced - pleasurable and soothing rather than painful and invasive. She sucks gently on his fingers as he begins to move them in and out of her mouth, taking comfort in the feeling.

"It's okay...we'll get through this together,"

Her eyes widen at his question, her heart racing as she thinks about what he's suggesting. On the one hand, they need points; on the other, it would feel so wrong...so violating. She swallows hard before answering slowly, "I...I don't know if that's a good idea..."

"But if we have no choice..." she continues, her voice little more than a whisper. "We could try...just for the points..."