Yes, enthusiastically

Teysa swallowed. Her mouth was dry. She stared ahead at the crinkled ring of dark flesh. The Empress's ample ass filled her vision. The drow shook her hips back and forth, waggling her perky bottom. An aroma wafted into Teysa's nostrils, a mixture of heady musk and the sour stink of sweat. The Empress's tight hole winked at Teysa like a malevolent eye.

Something snapped inside the Paladin.

She lunged forward with a snarl, plunging her face in between the Empress's ass cheeks. The drow's head shot up in surprise, eyes wide, mouth agape, as Teysa's tongue burrowed into her. Teysa explored the circumference of the Empress's ass, tongue caressing the muscular ring before penetrating deeper inside. The taste was not what she had expected; she tasted sweat and flesh, but the Empress was otherwise clean. Teysa closed her eyes and curled her tongue, punching it deep into the Empress's bowels before pulling out to lick the outside of her asshole. A thin moan escaped between the drow's lips.

Teysa alternated between deep, probing thrusts and gentle caresses on the surface. She could hear the Empress's breathing grow more rapid. Encouraged, she changed it up, licking in a circular motion. She shook her head back and forth like a dog worrying a bone, rubbing her nose across the other woman's tailbone. She even pulled out entirely and bent her neck to tease the drow's pussy lips with the tip of her tongue.

The Empress spoke, a word in Drow that Teysa did not recognize. "Maneek!" It was evidently a command word; Teysa felt her bindings loosen. She reached forward with both now-free hands and grabbed two handfuls of the Empress's meaty behind. The flesh was soft and supple, and her fingers sank in to the knuckle. Teysa used her new leverage and freedom of movement to bury herself deeper, firming up her tongue to probe as far as she could. The Empress was panting now, and whimpering, her head buried between her arms.

Teysa pulled away and rolled onto her back. She scooted backwards between the Empress's quivering thighs. Directly above her was the drow's tight cleft, crowned by a tiny landing strip of white pubic hair. This close, she could see the drow's pussy lips were not truly black, but a very dark purple. Inside, she was as pink as any human woman. Teysa gently parted the lips with her finger and licked along their length. The drow's clit was a tiny nub of dark flesh, shining like a little wet bead, slick with fuck-juice. Teysa kissed it and the Empress let out another muffled moan. The paladin went to work, her tongue teasing apart the Empress's delicate folds, her lips kissing and teasing. She reached up with her free hand to the Empress's asshole, still wet with Teysa's spit. Slowly, gently, she slid her index finger in to the first knuckle, then the second. She began to work it in and out. She could feel the tightness of the Empress's sphincter pushing down on her. Her finger felt sticky and slick. She increased her speed, matching the pace of her tongue.

The Empress shuddered and cried out. "M-more!" she screamed, her voice breaking. Without missing a stroke, Teysa slid a second finger into the Empress's tight ass. The drow's O-ring clenched angrily around Teysa's fingers. She abandoned all pretense of tenderness, shoving her digits as deep as she could. Her tongue swirled in circles around the drow's swollen clit. Teysa shook her head savagely, burying her face in the folds of the Empress's cunt. She extended a third finger and hooked all three around the rim of the Empress's anus, tugging at it to widen the hole. Under the relentless pressure, its resistance collapsed, and Teysa's fingers disappeared into the wet, sticky cavern. She rubbed around in a semicircle, withdrawing her beaked fingers before plunging them in again. Rivulets of the Empress's sweat ran down her forearm. The drow whined like a wounded animal. Her thighs shook and quavered as her cunt spasmed around Teysa's tongue, splashing the paladin's face with a flood of juices. Barely able to form words, the Empress stammered out "H-h-harder, s-****!"

Teysa's own arousal mingled with rage. The degradation she and Aliara had endured, the fear, the pain, the shock, all blended into one emotion. The Empress had been right-- Teysa wanted nothing more than to rip her guts out, but even now she couldn't. Her thoughts were in an uproar. She wanted ****, she wanted to escape, but-- and this was a rising option-- she wanted to fuck the Empress's brains out, over and over and over, for the rest of time. Was there something in the room? Some enchantment? It didn't matter. She couldn't think more than a few seconds ahead. Operating on a primal level, driven by nothing more than her reptilian brain's need for stimulation, she withdrew her hand and flexed her fingers. Forming all five into a beaked fist she punched it forward. Her fingertips speared the Empress just as her much-abused anus was shrinking back down to its original size, and the drow shrieked in a high falsetto. Teysa's fist battered through the weakened muscles of the ring and buried itself to the wrist in the Empress's ass. For a moment, Teysa could barely believe what she was seeing. It looked like an optical illusion. She was no shrinking violet-- she was a warrior, and this was her mace hand. Her wrist was thick and muscular. It vanished into the Empress's shitter, the flesh stretched to its capacity to accommodate the enormous intrusion. The Empress's eyes crossed and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. As Teysa thrust her arm back and forth, the Empress's entire body jerked and flopped like a puppet with its strings cut. Teysa withdrew her head from beneath the drow as the Empress's body began to spasm. An arc of shimmering yellow piss sprayed out across the table as she lost control of her bladder. She was letting loose a continuous, ululating moan, dopplering slightly as Teysa's pumping fist shook her across the table. It seemed to go on forever.

Finally, the Empress's toes stopped curling and her arms stopped twitching. Her moan died away into a guttural growl. She stared at the wall with sightless eyes. Teysa withdrew her hand, wrinkling her nose at the unpleasant odor. At least it's clean. A disgusting wet plop made her wince as her wrist popped free from the Empress's distended rectum; the drow's asshole gaped obscenely. Teysa could see the internal walls pulsing and twitching as the other woman's ruined body tried to put itself back in order. The Empress lay, breathing shallowly, in a puddle of piss, drool, and pussy juice. A thin whine, like air escaping a balloon, leaked out from between her lips. Teysa found that, in the absence of the Empress's attention, she was free.

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.