A rough ride

Teysa's backside flared with pain. The handle of the whip was cruelly prying her ass open, and it scraped uncomfortably against her delicate insides as the Empress thrust. Teysa clenched her butt as tightly as she dared, trying desperately to keep it inside. She didn't know what the Empress would do to her if she lost her "tail," but she had no doubt that the madwoman would do something. Her captor clearly took the rules of her little games very seriously.

The empress gave a little grunt as she **** herself into Teysa's tight tunnel. Her hips slapped against Teysa's butt cheeks with a rhythmic _thwap, thwap, thwap, _each slap making Teysa's ass clench painfully around the whip handle. With each thrust, Teysa felt the toy shift around inside her. The studs rubbed against her walls, and to her disgust she felt herself getting wetter. The sensation sent an intoxicating thrill up her spine, making her shiver. The Empress noticed and let out a shrill laugh. "Haha! You like being ridden, horsie? You want more? Unh..." She let out a little gasp. Part of this toy is inside her. She's fucking herself while she fucks me, Teysa realized. Well, two can play at that game.

"Neigh! Neeeiiiigggh!" Teysa tried to forget how ridiculous she must sound and let out a passable whinny. The next time the Empress thrust, Teysa bucked her hips backwards. The toy sheathed itself deep in her sopping cunny, and though she knew the Empress couldn't feel it she squeezed her pelvic muscles around it. She heard the drow's surprised gasp as her end of the toy pushed itself deeper. The Empress chuckled and adjusted her grip on Teysa's hips.

"Oh? You- unh- you like that, horsie? You want a rough ride?"

"Bring it on, your majesty," Teysa grinned. "If you think you can handle me."

"You little cunt! I'll leave you sobbing and begging for more!" The Empress's voice was shrill, but there was no malice in it, just eagerness. She bore down hard and began pounding Teysa's pussy with quick, brutal thrusts. Teysa forgot the pain in her ass and focused on meeting each thrust and sending it back, grinding her hips into the Empress's and wiggling back and forth. She felt heat mounting inside her as each thrust set off a miniature explosion in her hips, but the Empress's breathing was growing more rapid as well. Teysa decided to up the ante. "I hope you don't finish too soon, your majesty! Don't leave me wanting more!"

The Empress started to speak, but whatever she was going to say was interrupted by a groan as Teysa pushed off her ankles to slide forward, then immediately swing back. The toy slid almost entirely out of her pussy, then hammered home, nearly bottoming out. As the studs brushed along her sensitive nether lips she bit down on a moan and closed her eyes. "Mmmmf!" She could feel the bulbous tip of the toy pushing her open. It nestled deep inside her, and though she knew it was inert glass, it felt like it was throbbing.

"Is that... hnh... is that the best you can do?" asked the Empress. "You're wiggling like a half-dead cave eel."

Teysa endeavored to shrug, difficult through her bonds. "You have me tied up, your majesty. You can't expect a steed to really buck while it's lassoed."

She hadn't expected that to work, but to her surprise, she felt the Empress pause in her **** and reach above Teysa's back. There was a feeling of something shifting, then her arms were free. They were still wrapped in rope, but they could move independently. She brought them around in front of her, wincing at the soreness as muscles that had been held for hours stretched again. She could see that each was wrapped in rope shackles, with an iron ring firmly attached at the wrist. She supposed that the rings had been hooked to some kind of bar, which would explain both the pressure holding her down and the immobility of her limbs.

She had no time to consider this, as the Empress resumed furiously pounding Teysa's quim. The paladin grunted in surprise, then laid her arms flat below her and started to push back. With her arms to brace herself she could really buck her hips, and took advantage of her new freedom of movement to slam her hips into the Empress's as rapidly as she could. She considered trying to end this and overpower the Empress, but the drow had mentioned that she couldn't be harmed in her "playroom." This was Teysa's one chance at freedom, and she wasn't going to blow it. She had to keep the Empress occupied while she thought.

Making this difficult was the rising haze of pleasure that was filling her forebrain. Teysa knew intellectually that she had to free Aliara and escape, but her world had narrowed down to the fire in her cunt. She felt it yearning to be quenched and increased her pace. With every thrust the glass tool sent frissons of pleasure skittering up her back and across her body. She needed more, needed it, now now now! From somewhere behind her, the Empress was moaning, but Teysa ignored that. All that mattered was satisfying her own burning need. She was so close. Gathering up her energy, she bent her knees and straightened them, powering her hips backwards. The Empress's feet actually left the floor, her hands clinging to Teysa's hips for dear life.

"Oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhh!" the drow moaned. Her hands slipped from Teysa's hips as she sagged. "Oh, dear mother below, I'm... I... uuuuuunnnnnnnnhhhhhh...." Her breath left her in one long exhalation. She collapsed across Teysa's back and sagged to the floor, her toy pulling free from Teysa's dripping wet fuckhole with a wet slurp. The fog in Teysa's head gradually dissipated. She was untied, and free. Her captor was lying in a stupor at her feet. The whip was still hanging halfway out of her ass, but she grabbed a fistful of leather with one hand and yanked it out with a pained yelp.

Teysa straightened up, wincing at the pain in her back. At her feet, the Empress was leaning against the stone wall with a dazed look on her face. Her glass toy lay half-in and half-out of her cunt, and she was sitting in a spreading pool of her own juices. Teysa gingerly stepped over her. Her own pussy was sore and her ass felt like one big bruise, but she could walk, though her spasming thighs and back said that she would pay later for the hours she had spent tied up. Glancing at the table she saw the iron bar she had been hooked to-- it loomed over the table, forming a scaffold. She shuddered at the sight. Much longer in that thing, and I'd have dislocated my shoulders.

There was no time to consider might-have-beens. She crossed the room to Aliara. The half-elf's breathing was shallow. "Aliara? Li! Wake up!" Teysa hissed. "Hurry, it's me. It's Tey. We have to go, dear. We have to leave now!"

"Tey? Whuzz? Wha? Run 'way, Tey, s'bad here..." Aliara was half-conscious and slurring. She couldn't seem to focus on anything. Teysa fumbled with her bindings. "Not without you, Li. Come on. Up and at 'em. We're leaving together."

As her second arm was untied, Aliara collapsed forward. Teysa was ready and caught the other woman in her arms. She brushed the hair out of Aliara's forehead with one hand. "Come on, Aliara, pull it together. Please. I'm not leaving without you."

Aliara's eyes fluttered and focused. "Teysa? How? What?"

"No time to explain!" Teysa replied, feeling a foolish embarrassment. Maybe Aliara didn't need to know how she had "overpowered" their captor. "Come on, I don't know how long she'll be out."

Aliara's eyes flickered across the room and saw the Empress. With an animal growl she took a lunging step towards her, only for Teysa to grab her arm. "No! Li, no! Let's go! No time!"

"That bitch! That animal! I'll kill her!" Aliara let out a choked sob. Tears dripped down her cheeks. "She's a monster! We have to end her!"

"No!" replied Teysa. They had to move, true, but there was more to her objection than that. The Empress was so young, barely more than a child. Whatever she had done, she was helpless now. "Li, no. We can't. She's beaten. Let her go."

"She wouldn't let us go! Let me finish her, Tey. Please. Please!" Aliara grabbed Teysa's hands in hers and looked her in the eyes. Gently, Teysa clasped her lover's hands and shook her head. "No, Li. You're not her. You don't have to be."

Aliara held her gaze a moment longer, then flung her arms around Teysa, sobbing wretchedly. She let out a wordless cry. Teysa just held her for a moment.

Aliara took a deep breath and drew herself up. "Let's go, Tey. Please. Let's go." Taking her hand, Teysa nodded. The room had one door, set in the far wall, emptying into a corridor dressed with smooth flagstones. Both women were naked, exhausted, weaponless, and bruised, but there was only one way forward. They ran together and did not look back.