Yes, reluctantly

Teysa grimaced and leaned forward. The Empress's arsehole winked at her. The quivering ring of crinkled flesh filled her vision. She drew in a long, shuddering breath, and her nostrils filled with a musky stink. The Empress reached back and grabbed a handful of Teysa's hair, yanking her forward. She lose her balance and toppled face-first into the Empress's ass.

This close, the smell was almost overpowering-- not bad, exactly, but rich, sweaty, the smell of a body habitually bathed in perfume and incense. The Empress's butt was soft and pliable. Her cheeks enfolded Teysa's face and filled her vision. Teysa's lips were mashed into the Empress's tight, clenching asshole. The drow shook her head back and forth like a rag doll. "Don't just sit there, stupid! Lick!"

Hesitantly, Teysa extended her tongue. She tried not to think about what she was doing. She caressed the rim of the other woman's ass, her tongue darting out and back like a lizard's, applying the lightest touch possible. With the tip she teased the opening with micro-touches before running her tongue along one edge. The taste was bizarre, sweaty and musky, with undertones Teysa did not recognize and did not want to. At least it had looked clean.

The job was she was doing was not satisfying her captor. "Get in there, you cunt!" shrieked the Empress, her fingers stiffening. Teysa let out a muffled yelp. Her scalp stung and she blinked back tears. She leaned forward, pressing her face into her captor's plush bottom. Her questing tongue slipped past the Empress's sphincter and into her ass.

The feeling was strange. It was like an open mouth kiss, but with no tongue on the other side. The constricting ring of the Empress's sphincter squeezed Teysa's tongue, pushing it back and out. She withdrew, gasping for air, but dove back in as she felt the drow's fingers tightening in her hair. The Empress released her and grabbed her ample behind in both hands, pulling her cheeks apart and revealing her puckered ring. It winked at Teysa as she watched, then gaped slightly as the Empress held it open.

Teysa's tongue quested along the circumference of the other woman's anus. She tried to ignore what she was doing and imagine it was a kiss. The sweaty, slightly sour stink filled her nostrils. The drow's insides felt soft on her tongue, as though she was lapping up warm sherbet. From somewhere in front of her, the Empress was moaning rapturously, but Teysa tried to ignore her. What she was doing was a job, nothing more-- a thankless, dirty job, a demeaning job, but a job nevertheless. She hesitated, not wishing to quest too deep. What she was doing was the farthest thing in the world from the gentle lovemaking she and Aliara had enjoyed-- this was degrading, humiliating, turning her into little more than a fuck toy for the Empress to use up and toss aside.

Without warning, the Empress pitched forward, rolling off the table and onto her feet. As Teysa tried to catch her breath, she felt herself flipped over on her side. The Empress was adjusting the straps that bound Teysa's arms; she freed them, then rolled the paladin on her back. Teysa lacked the strength to struggle as the Empress pinned her arms at her sides, then laid a slightly curved metal bar over her waist. Each end of the bar bore a manacle, into which Teysa's wrists were securely fastened. A rope looped around Teysa's back and tied off in the front held the bar in place, preventing Teysa from moving her arms so much as an inch in either direction. The Empress dragged her along the table by her back, then let her go. Teysa's head bounced roughly off the marble surface and she saw stars. Before she could recover the Empress had climbed atop her. She knelt with one leg on either side of Teysa's shoulders and her plump butt grinding into Teysa's face. Once again, she reached down and spread her cheeks with her hands, lowering the puckered circle of her ass onto Teysa's mouth.

Blindly, Teysa's tongue probed outward, licking and caressing. It quickly grew sore but she dared not stop. Atop her, the Empress gyrated and ground back and forth. Her bucking dragged her sopping pussy over Teysa's face, giving the human woman a mouthful of her juices. Teysa coughed and sputtered, trying not to inhale any of the liquid that was splashing across her face as the Empress bounced up and down. The drow was moaning in earnest now, a low, husky, animal sound. "Fast-er," she grunted, increasing the speed of her grinding. The helpless Teysa redoubled her efforts. Her mouth was full of sweat and sticky fluids, her tongue felt stretched, her jaw ached, but she kept going. She probed deeper and deeper, not caring what she might taste, just willing this to end.

At last, the Empress shuddered on top of her and fell still. The vast expanse of her hips still covered Teysa's mouth and nose, and the paladin saw spots. She wiggled frantically back and forth, hoping to create a tiny channel for air. Just when she thought she would pass out, the drow leaned forward far enough to give Teysa a gulp of air. She leaned all the way forward, in fact, until her body ran parallel with Teysa's. Her breasts pressed into Teysa's stomach. Two sharp little pinpricks of pain told Teysa that they were pierced-- not much of a surprise, really, given the Empress's penchant for body jewelry. Teysa couldn't see what she was doing, but she felt thin, inquisitive fingers teasing apart her pussy lips.

"No- no! Please! No more!" Teysa begged, but for once, the Empress ignored her entirely. She bent forward further, and Teysa could feel something soft and wet crawling along her pubic mound before rubbing against her clit. She tried to move her legs to push the Empress off, but something hard and heavy fell across them, pinning them flat. Once again, that soft pressure... she realized it was the Empress's tongue. She had assumed the classic 69 position, her pussy suspended inches from Teysa's face, and she had buried her own head between the paladin's thighs. The next stroke of her tongue was long and slow, beginning from the very tip of her labia and following them up to where they joined. Teysa gave a little shiver at the all-too-familiar feeling. As if encouraged by this, the Empress began to lick faster and more regularly. Teysa tried to suppress her reaction, but shamefully, it was out of her control. She could feel her thighs dampen, her heart race, her toes curl. A little gasp escaped her lips as a spasm of pleasure shot up her spine.

The Empress dove in greedily. She suckled gently at Teysa's clit before teasing it with the ball of her thumb. Her tongue followed the contours of Teysa's delicate pink lips, here pressing deeper, there withdrawing as if to leave Teysa wanting more. Her technique was impeccable. Despite herself, Teysa could feel her face flushing as her arousal grew. She groaned and squeezed her thighs together as best she could, but bound like this she was helpless to stop the defilement of her body. Soon she could do no more than moan and thrash. Waves of pleasure rolled over her and buried her fears and her worries under a carpet of sensation. All too soon, her arms and legs juddered bonelessly as her orgasm ripped through her. She cried out deliriously and fell still.

The Empress stepped off the table and leaned over Teysa. She pinched the paladin's cheeks, forcing her mouth open, then opened her own. A huge bolus of spit and lubricant slid out of her mouth and splashed into Teysa's. The paladin was too dazed to do anything but drool it out of one corner of her mouth, forming a puddle on the table. The Empress wiped her mouth with the back of one hand and strode off.