You looked at the digital timer as it continued to steadily count down. Based on the intervals of the other beeps you guessed that your father had a few minutes to finish her task. You looked pitifully at your formerly macho father as she continued to make herself moan like a whore.
Sensing the urgency with which she had to finish, the cat was now furiously pleasuring herself. Her pussy was now wet and swollen, with the lips stretched around her muzzle as her tongue jabbed and rubbed her vagina's sensitive inner walls. The fur of her crotch and muzzle was now sticky and matted down, a clear indicator that she was enjoying herself.
The camera on your live feed remained zoomed in closely and in painfully high definition. This gave you a clear view as the cat spread herself open, occasionally showing glimpses of the pink flesh that made up her tight vaginal canal. You could clearly see your father's pussy spasming as her tongue started rubbing against her g-spot, making her unleash more lustful moans as her pleasure steadily built.
You looked back to the digital timer, which now looked to be near the bottom. The tension was starting to make you feel sick. You desperately hoped your father succeeded, despite how sick this whole performance was.
As if sensing your own concerns your father quickly looked up to assess how much time was left. The panic was clear to see in her golden eyes as she saw that there was little time left. The cat took a deep breath, paused briefly, and then shut her eyes as she returned to her mission.
You couldn't look away as your father buried her head into her furry crotch again before she began her final sprint to the finish. Her rough tongue darted out in short hard licks as she found her sensitive clit again. She lapped at her former penis ferociously, her breaths coming out in short pants as her heartbeat raced out of control.
You looked back at the timer, which looked like it would run out any second. You shut your eyes, the tension of the situation too much for you to bear.
You were frozen in fear, waiting to hear another buzz signalling your father's defeat.
However, you were instead greeted with a more hopeful noise as your father's moans suddenly grew louder and more urgent. And then the next sound was like music to your ears. A loud feline wail burst free from your father as her first female orgasm finally crested. You looked up to see the cat slumped on her side and breathing heavily, clearly exhausted and relieved to have succeeded.
As the tension dissipated, both you and your father remained motionless and shaking, both of you clearly shaken by your father's ordeal. The room fell eerily quiet; the only noises being those of the rats as they continued to have fun with Mike.
After fifteen minutes or so you noticed more text appear on your father's screen, it read: "You win." You heart skipped a beat. Your father had done it! He had beaten the game. He would surely be able to rescue you and your family once he was back to normal. You were saved...
Your blood then ran cold when you saw more text appear. "... this round" is all it said. The same two images then popped up on your father's screen again. Again the choice was between the image of two cats mating and a cat licking itself.
You father was clearly just as dismayed as you as she flicked between the two options. Eventually, with little time left to choose, your father reluctantly selected the cat licking itself again. A familiar hourglass then appeared on the screen, which began counting down after a familiar beeping sound.
You watched in despair as your father slowly curled back between her legs before her tongue flicked out to taste her sex yet again.
After that the feed showing your father cut out. The screen remained black for a few short moments before it flickered back on. However, this feed showed a different room entirely. You gaze was then drawn to the figure that was strapped to a chair in the middle of the room.
To your horror, it was...