His sister isn't that much of a pervert, right?

"False." Finch guesses.

"True." The third brother on the blue team guesses.

"One of you is right." The announcer responds immediately, grinning.

And then... He doesn't say anything else. You are left there in awkward silence, waiting to find out who will be allowed to use a condom in this next sex round.

"Well? Who gets a condom?!" The older brother on the blue team demands impatiently.

"Oh, nobody." The announcer replies casually, as if it's obvious.

"WHAT?!" Several of you exclaim.

"Neither of these girls has masturbated to such a filthy fantasy." The announcer says. "So only the green team got the question right."

"So give me a fucking condom already!" You yell desperately.

"I would invite you to look closer at your daughter. Specifically, her toes." The announcer chuckles.

Everyone's eyes turn to look at your daughter's feet.

She's got a condom tied to every single one of her ten toes - the four green ones you started with, and the six red ones you've earned from getting questions correct.

"The rules clearly state that each toe can only have one condom attached. Since you can no longer use a condom without being unable to attach it to a toe, and therefore breaking the rules, you cannot use any more condoms." The announcer says smarmily. "Obviously." He adds, as if it would have been clear to everyone from the start.

Once again, the pit is filled with the sounds of mocking laughter descending from the cruel audience above.

"This was planned all along, then." You spit. "It was never possible to always use a condom."

"The rules were clearly explained at the start." The announcer says, with a hint of seriousness. "Furthermore, there is no appeals process. You will play the game as agreed."

You snarl and grind your teeth, but you are powerless. There are only two options - fuck your daughter raw, or lose this opportunity to eradicate your debt... As well as being **** to be present while your daughter takes part in her own challenge. And once she sees you in the audience, not only would it likely throw her off her game, but also it would also raise questions in her mind about who exactly has been fucking her all morning.

You want to avoid that at all costs.

Gulping, shaking, you step forward towards your precious petal. Can you really do this? Can you risk getting your daughter pregnant? Surely not... And yet... You have to. But can you even get hard for a third time? The excitement you had the first couple of times you fucked her pussy is all gone. The perverse thoughts about potentially impregnating her feel all too real now, and so just fill you with fear rather than with lust.

And then, as you stand in front of her exposed, spread behind, something enters your mind for the first time.