A Solution Found

It was a pump. They found out with a little bit of experimentation that the two stone shafts were connected from across the room. Whenever one of them out weight on theirs, the other would be lifted up. This meant that Elody was fairly sure that if they timed it right, they would be able to trigger some sort of mechanism with their cooperation.

However it would also mean that they would effectively be fucking one another. The only to provide the weight with how they were chained up was to put your full body weight on top of it, which meant that you had to allow the stone shaft to penetrate your pussy. There was no other way to be sure to get a response, and since one rose as the other fell, that would mean that both women would be at the mercy of the machine as it went back and forth.

That was the choice then. They could sit here and maintain their dignity amid the growing heat or else debase themselves in the hopes that whatever this device did would help them. If it had been only her, Elody would have been content to wait. But Coursa was not responding well to the heat and she feared the other woman would be in for a bad time if they did nothing.

"We should use it." Elody said.

"Are you mad? That's what they want us to do."

"Perhaps it is," Elody said. "But we can't just sit around here in the heat all night. Can you imagine that?"

"All too well," Coursa admitted. "But I don't like doing what I am expected to do."

"Are you ashamed of it?"

"After everything that I've already done? No, not shame." Coursa said. "I just don't like feeling like I am doing what I am told to do. This whole thing is obvious to teach us a lesson. Good slaves do as they're expected even when they don't have direct orders to that effect."

"That could be true," Elody told her. "But if we don't do it, how much longer can you last? By the time they come to us tomorrow, you're going to be ****. You're going to be so thirsty you would do anything for a drink. Anything at all."

Coursa shuddered at the thought, but nodded.

"Point. Very good point. Don't want that to happen. Don't want this to happen. Two bad things and I have to choose between them."

"Choose whichever one is least bad," Eloidy told her. "I won't mind. I'll go along with whatever you pick."

"Really?" Coursa looked up at her. "You don't even look warm..."

"I'm trained for this sort of thing. Endurance training, you know. It's not that bad for me."

Coursa tried to swallow, but her throat was too dry. Her face was flushed and sweaty, and she looked like she was seriously considering not doing anything and just enduring until the morning. Elody hoped not. It was clear to her that Coursa would suffer if she decided on that route.

"We'll do it." She said at last. "Assuming you're up for this too. What was your name again? I'm not sure I caught it the first time."

"Elody," Said the nature spirit. "My name is Elody. You ready?"

"No," Course grinned. "But ready or not, it's going to have to happen."

She heaved herself up, the chains rattled as she re-positioned her body. Like Elody, she had almost no motion, but she had been left almost exactly enough for this. Her pussy trembled as she pressed the tip of the stone shaft between her lips, beads of dampness - either sweat or arousal - stained the stone.

Elody did the same. Once more, she felt the stone head press hungrily against her womanhood. Her pussy ached, wanting to be filled. After everything that had happened to her today, her body was desperately after some sort of climax. She tried not to look eager but it was hard, and need echoed through her body and tainted her thoughts.

"I'll go first," Elody said and pressed downwards. The stone dildo entered her pussy, pressing upwards and making her toes curl. She moaned, a wave of heat and pleasure growing between her thighs. On the other side of the room, Coursa cried out as well, her voice low and sultry. The dildo pressed up against her as Elody's sunk down. But she didn't give herself a moment to hesitate and pressed down as well. Now it was Elody who writhed, the dildo rising up and penetrating her. Her spine stretched and her fingers curled, after the aching hunger that today had given her, the penetration felt more than just good. It felt divine.

Elody could smell the scent of Coursa's arousal as they worked and she was sure the other woman could smell her own. Her body burned with eagerness, her nerves tingled with anticipation and pleasure. The cold shaft of stone soon became her whole world. It penetrated her, and she threw her weight against it, feeling it sink and rise. Each repetition brought her new feelings as it rose up inside of her. Her thighs felt weak and her knees started to tremble. Elody was moaning now. Her voice was low and soft. Her clit was burning with desire, and her arousal was obvious from how stiff her nipples had gotten. Elody's hair was a mess, and it whipped around her face as she rose and fell, riding the stone sex toy with everything she had.

Everything around her seemed to come into a sharp focus. Not just the heat of the cell, but also the chains. The way they clicked and clanked, announcing each motion of her body. She fancied that if you knew them well, you could probably tell exactly what she was doing without even being in the room. Were the guards listening to them now? Listening to two slaves masturbate for their amusement? Crying out in pleasure as their bodes grew more and more sensitive with each plunge?

Her nipples pulsed with desire and she wished she could stroke and fondle them. The collar around her throat felt real and solid, like it was pinning her in place in spite of all of her power. Pleasure flooded through her body, each rush greater than the last and she was not the only one moaning now. Coursa's voice had joined her. At first, she was soft, like she was fighting against each gasp. But as they moved more and more quickly, she started to become ragged and louder, moaning as the dildo entered her again and again.

Elody did not know if it was because of her time as a ****, but Course sat with her thighs spread, giving Elody a perfect look at the image of the stone shaft penetrating her pussy. Her lower lips were soaked, and her hips were bucking as she rose and fell. Her skin gleamed like bronze, and her large breasts bounced with each thrust. The sight was hypnotising and Elody watched hungrily before she managed to tear herself away.

Coursa's face was flushed a deep red, like she was embarrassed but at the same time she could not easily tear her gaze away from Elody's body either. Compared to Coursa, Elody's chest was small and compact. But the other woman was fascinated with it, watching it jiggle as she rose up and down. Elody basked in the attention, feeling her desire echoed and multiplied in the other woman. They were crying out together, sharing the feeling. Even on opposite sides of the room, the machine connected them.

Elody felt a climax building, like thunder in the distance. The feeling of heat and tightness between her legs grew greater and she trembled at the oncoming waves of pleasure which had started to break against her whole body. She gasped, breathing in ragged gulps and then the feeling hit. Elody moaned, twisting her whole body against the restraint of the chains, the climax roared through her mind and body. It hit her like a rockfall, smashing any **** aside. She bathed in the feeling, the intense pleasure which swept through her. It came for every muscle, every cell, every part of her being. Her mind drowned in it. She was cuming. Climaxing right in front of the other woman and she didn't care. No, she enjoyed it.

And then it was over and she was hanging from the chains which pinned her wrists, her body ragged as she gasped for air. Sweat stained her skin now as well, and as she looked up, she saw that Coursa had also cum. She'd cum to Elody's climax.