"That's because we survived something terrible together. It might take some time to recover, but we'll do it step by step. Now, let's start fresh and build new memories. Love you, baby."

"Oh sweetheart, right now I think we both need some rest after such an ordeal. How about we snuggle up together and fall asleep in each other's arms instead?"

"Just do what he says... I'm here with you..." Her voice trails off as she glances around the room again, searching for an escape that doesn't exist. She can feel Tayron tense up under her touch and knows that this is just as terrifying for him as it is for her. All they can do now is wait and hope the voice on the speaker gives them a chance to get out of here alive.

"I'm sorry..." Mommy whispers again, tears streaming down her face as she holds Tayron close, not wanting to let go even for a moment. "But we have to do whatever it takes... Just follow his instructions and stay strong." Her voice is full of pain and desperation, but there's also an underlying note of determination as she tries to give Tayron some sense of hope in this hopeless situation.

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As she continues to touch him, Mommy can't help but feel a strange mixture of revulsion and arousal. It doesn't make sense; it's wrong on every level. And yet... there's something about the sensation of her hand wrapped around his cock that sends shivers down her spine. She tries to ignore the voice in her head telling her this is wrong, focusing instead on pleasuring her son as best she can.

The host watches them intently, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "

Mommy increases her pace, stroking Alexander faster and squeezing tighter. He gasps and groans under her touch, hips bucking involuntarily as pleasure overwhelms him. "Are you ready for Mommy to use her mouth now?" the host asks with cruel glee. Alexander nods frantically, too lost in sensation to speak. Mommy hesitates, swallowing hard against rising bile. But with their freedom on the line, what choice does she have? Trembling, she kneels before her son and parts her lips.

We have to do more things with each other, dear. Just follow the host's orders and we can get through this together. I love you.

The next several hours pass in a blur of forced intimacy and humiliation as Grim and Mommy obey the voice's every command. They kiss, touch, and eventually make love again, all while being watched by unseen eyes. Each act is met with cruel commentary and demands for more explicit displays of affection. By the time the ordeal ends, they're both physically exhausted and emotionally shattered, clinging to each other in the darkness of their prison cell, praying that someone will find them before it's too late... [END]***