A/N: Splitting this one up into two chapters would be mean, so this ts as a double release for Wednesday and Friday :)

  Beh Liz, her seat buzzed to life.

  Even just the pressure of the protrusion had been promising. Now, with the magical device fulfilling its purpose in ear, Liz’s self-trol ut to the test. The vibrations coursed through her lower half and had her shaking in only moments, her nipples turning painfully hard inside her bra. No, this wasn’t going to be an easy challenge in the slightest.

  “And how long am I supposed to st, again?” Liz asked, trying to make it sound like a joke, but the words caught halfway out of her throat as a shiver wracked her body.

  “Not too long, right?” Natalie asked, the blush that had briefly started to fade haviuro her cheeks. “Doesn’t seem … possible, otherwise.”

  Liz’s teammate almost looked like she wao look away to be polite, but that was against the rules of the enter. She had to watch. And, likely, she kept staring for another reason. She was enjoying the show—the physical proof of that was clear enough, showing through a thick bulge in her pants.

  Enjoying the sight. Her, Liz, being pyed with. The idea thrilled through her. Natalie was having fun watg her get off, be ground and vibrated against by a strange saddle-device created by the dungeon.

  An inappropriate noise escaped Liz, and she stra halfway through. The noise bounced off the walls, though, obsely loud iherwise quiet room. Her face bzed as Natalie’s eyebrows raised, a quirk of a smile appearing.

  “S-Shut up.”

  If she wao st any real amount of time, Liz figured she should probably try and distract herself. Think about something that wasn’t painfully arousing, like Natalie and her ied blue eyes and the distinct bulge in her pants. She closed her eyes and tried to move her thoughts to safer areas.

  Liz should’ve realized that wouldn’t be allowed. As if scoldihe vibrating bump pressed into her pussy and sped up, pushing harder into her. Liz’s eyes shot back open with a gasp, her back arg at the sudden increase in iy. The device quickly smoothed back to the slower—though still promising—pace.

  “G-Guess I’m not supposed to do that,” Liz said.

  “Do what?”

  “Distract myself. Tried to think of something else. But I guess I have to be … zoned in.” She ughed, and it was more of a hiccup. The waves of pleasure c through her were impossible to fight off, turning her into a mess even faster than she’d expected.

  “Ah,” Natalie said.

  “Really don’t see how this is supposed to be possible, though,” Liz gasped. “It feels way too good. Seriously. How long?”

  As if answering her question, the sound of grinding stone filled the room. Above and behind Natalie, at the top of the wall Liz was fag, some strange dispy appeared: ten dark orbs, with a single having turned pink.

  “Is that a timer?” Liz asked. It managed briefly to distract her—but then the vibrati beh her shifted a gear up. No loationary, it dragged bad forth, pressing and sliding into her pussy through yers of clothing. “And one of ten dohere’s no way.” Already it was being difficult to hold back the rising pleasure. It beed for her to let go, to grind with the devid indulge. She was still fighting with everything she had, but not even being allowed to distract herself? It simply wasn’t possible.

  Stone ground against stone for a sed time. Two pairs of eyes turo the first pilr which held the drawings and instrus of the challenge. A slot had opened up, and iime, as the two girls watched, new words etched into the stoh the same ornate script as before.

  Share the burden.

  Sitting there, in the space created, was … something?

  Liz couldn’t tell what. drical, see-through, and kind of gooey-looking, she genuinely had no idea what the object was. Leveling an [I] its way didn’t help; the object didn’t respond.

  “Oh, fuck me,” Natalie muttered.

  “Huh?” Liz asked. “What is it?” It sounded like Natalie had an idea, based on the exasperation in her voice. “And what does ‘share the burden’ mean?”

  Maybe under normal circumstances she could put two and two together—si seemed Natalie had—but while being assaulted by a vibrating, rubbi? Not so much. Her thoughts were a little hazy, right now.

  And she should probably stop moving her hips. She didn’t know when she’d started doing that, but it wasn’t helping matters. With great effort, she stilled herself.

  The sed of the ten orbs flipped to pink, and it only emphasized how little ce Liz stood of surviving this enter. Twenty pert done? She was at least half-way there, if not more. Her mind was already going fuzzy with arousal, and each slow stroke of the protrusioh her had Liz’s hips wanting more and more to start sliding bad forth, joining in the effort.

  “I think it’s a toy,” Natalie said ftly, walking over and taking the object. She prese for Liz, and the purpose became a lot more obvious from the new ahe hollow, bumpy spa the middle of the drical obvious couldn’t be interpreted in many ways, not given in the middle of this sort of enter.

  “Oh,” Liz said, her cheeks fring somehow redder. “Like. For you to use?”

  “I guess,” Natalie said.

  “Why? And it helps, somehow?”

  “Share the burden,” Natalie said. “Whatever that means.”

  For a moment, the two of them stared at each other. Liz opened her mouth to reply, but a loud moan escaped, instead, which retty mortifying. She cleared her throat and tried again. “Well, go ahead,” Liz said. “I think it’s pretty obvious I he help.”

  “You don’t mind? In front of you?”

  “I’m getting off, aren’t I? Why ’t you?” The casualness of the reply was definitely feigned, and Liz roud of herself for making it so.

  “And I’d still o watch you,” Natalie said slowly.

  “Yeah,” Liz said. “Go ahead.”

  Natalie hesitated, then shrugged.

  Heat pulsed in Liz’s core at the realization of what she would shortly get to watch, and the sensations assaulting her between her legs grew sed by seore impossible to resist. In her addled state, she’d have wao see Natalie use the toy even if it didn’t help her in some unexpined way by ‘sharing the burden’. She fortunately mao bite her tongue on that se. Instead, she just nodded rapidly, theured for Natalie to get on with it.

  Her red-haired teammate did so. She finagled off her belt, then shimmied down her pants, and the sight that weled Liz decidedly didn’t help matters. A thick rod of girl cock stood at attention, pointing at Liz, and already dribbling at the tip. Natalie had gotten worked up, watg her.

  “So big,” Liz said, the words slipping out by act—her impulse trol wasn’t in highest form, right now. She flushed, eyes flig up to Natalie’s. “Not that—I just mean … wow,” she finished mely.

  Natalie seemed pleased by Liz’s response, a smirk pying at her lips, whily made Liz flush deeper. It was a nice cock, which wasn’t something Liz would have figured she’d ever say. She’d alreferred girls. But on Natalie? She could definitely get behind it.

  Or on top of it. Boung up and down. That didn’t sound so bad.

  Liz shivered, Natalie’s throbbing girl cock being on dispy promising her almost faster than the rubbing device pleasuring her pussy. The third orb sed from dark to pink, indig she was roughly three-tenths finished with the challenge, and Liz’s mind started to go fuzzy. She fought the ining climax with everything she had.

  “Really need help,” Liz gasped. “So, uh. Get to it?”

  Though her of them could imagine how this would help, Natalie lined herself up to one end of the gel-like toy pussy, and Liz watched, enraptured. Why did the idea of seeing Natalie jerk herself off with the see-through toy excite her so much? Well, that was a dumb question. But still.

  Natalie slid in.

  The relief was instantaneous. For all that the sight of Natalie’s cock being ed had Liz’s stomach excitement, the throbbing-hot need inside her also started to ease. At the same time, a loud, lewd noise escaped Natalie.

  Sharing the burden. As in, Liz’s pleasure redirected to Natalie, somehow, so long as she was getting herself off too?

  Because it made zero sense for Liz to be less aroused than a sed ago. The sight of Natalie’s cock being toyed with in that see-through gel, her thick veiny member pushing through to pop out the other side of the der, was something that had her shaking with excitement.

  And the how behind all this didn’t make sense, but that was the dungeon. Artificial and strange. A statement doubly true when it came to Natalie’s css, she supposed.

  “It’s sending it to you,” Liz said. “My, um. You know.”

  “Yeah,” Natalie said. “I tell. Feels way, way too good.” She winced as she stroked up and down her length, the gel-pussy sliding along her shaft, pre-lubricated. “And you are okay with this, still?”

  “With you jerking off to me?” Liz asked. Because that was what was happening. Natalie o keep her eyes locked firmly to Liz—it was one of the foundational rules. So maybe the toy was what was ing her cock, but surely Natalie was imagining something else. That rather thaoy squeezing her cock, it was Liz’s pussy, which the red-head had her eyes locked to as she yed with by the vibrating saddle.

  And what would that be like? Taking that thing? That thick, throbbing, vei inch monster between Natalie’s thighs? What would it be like to have her tank’s cock stuffed inside her? To feel Natalie’s hot breath against her face as she spped her lower half into her, then filled her up with a creamy finish?

  Okay. Liz wasn’t allowed to distract herself, but that didn’t mean to had to actively sabotage herself. She desperately dragged her mind away from those thoughts.

  With Natalie stroking away, it was, at least, easier to resist the vibratioween her legs.

  Seriously. What was this event? How trived could it be? Why did the dungeon want this to happen so badly?

  Natalie’s css, obviously. But what a css.

  “I’m not sting much longer,” Natalie gasped. “That won’t t as a loss, right?”

  “Didn’t say so. Think you’re fihe instrus seemed to indicate only Liz’s climax mattered. “Maybe even you go a few rounds.”

  Because while helpful, Liz still had a while to go. The pink orbs had only flicked to the fifth position, the halfoint, and the vibration and rubbiween her legs was only pig up in speed and pressure.

  Liz was mesmerized by the way the toy enveloped Natalie’s cock with each stroke—the way the head popped out with each sp down. Strangely, each passing sed as Natalie desperately jerked herself off had Liz’s own climax reg. Trading her own pleasure for Natalie’s.

  Though to say she wasn’t aroused was wildly incorrect. She was, and to an almost maddening degree. It would surely make keeping trol of herself harder for the future stages—as the vibrating saddle worked into higher gears.

  Natalie groaned, and Liz watched, fasated, as her pumping hand reached a cresdo. She finally came. She pointed herself sideways, at least having the sense of mind to aim her climax away from Liz—not that Liz thought she would have minded if it spttered all across her face.

  Thick strings of white spurted out from a twitg girl cock, and it was almost intoxig to watch. The way Natalie’s hips jerked forward and back, the moans, the way she grabbed her tit with her spare hand and threw her head back, body shaking with each eje of seed.

  Liz shuddered. If the dungeon hadn’t been actively draining her lust, she would have finished right alongside Natalie, if simply from the sight of her spasming friend.

  She watched each sticky eje, aroused and fasated. Because the payload was surprisingly rge. How did she e so much? It kept going and going. Liz guessed it was fitting for such a big coatalie came proportionally to its impressive size.

  Panting, Natalie came down from her explosion. She’d kept eyes on Liz almost the whole time. Likely, she’d used the gyrating grinding against Liz’s pussy to fuel that asm. And that was, again, a seriously promising thought.

  With the toy still ing her softening coatalie asked, still panting, “How are you doing?”

  “Surviving,” Liz said. “We’re seven of ten done, I guess. So … not a ce, assuming that was one and done.” Because Liz’s own pleasure was rapidly building back up, no longer fended off by Natalie’s assistance.

  Natalie looked down at her cock. Reasonably, her explosive climax had left it softening. She tried to rouse it, teasing herself with the toy, but Liz reized that it wouldn’t work.

  “Maybe … if I help?” Liz asked.

  The question slipped out without much diretention on her part.

  “Will that get it up?” she tinued, cheeks burning furiously. “If it’s me stroking you with it?”

  Liz had expected Natalie to hesitate, but her ed nature had apparently receded in the excitement of everything. The red-headed girl shuffled forward, and—almost by instinct—Liz’s hands went to the toy.

  To Natalie’s cock.

  She grabbed Natalie’s cock. She’d really just dohat? And her hands were moving, now. Stroking her. Her teammate’s girl cock.

  “,” Liz said, lips almost numb from how hot her face burned. “Up you go. We need your help. I’ll let you finish ooo. Doesn’t that sound fun?”

  Whether it was the words or the motion of Liz’s hands, Natalie’s cock swelled, quickly returning to full mast despite having just expeself. Liz sucked in a breath of air as the impressive member hardened only a foot away from her face. The throbbing pieeat was even more entrang from this close up.

  She was seriously jerkieammate off?

  How had this happened?

  Why was she so iurned on?

  “I tell you like this,” Liz mumbled, not daring to meet Natalie’s eyes. She could only focus on her cock, anyway, and the way it sank into the gel-like toy with each stroke of her wrist. How was it the most amazing thing she’d ever seen? She grabbed the toy with her other hand and leaned forward, jerking away eagerly, stroking Natalie’s entire impressive length. “It feels goht? And yoing to finish all over my face? It’s for the mission, so you do it.”

  The emotions crashing through her were hard to describe. She was more turned on than she’d even been in her life, but the straoy draihe approag climax, leaving her almost unsatisfied. Her hips jerked forward and backward, actually aiding in the vibrati’s pleasuring of herself. Liz was lost to the event iirety, now, and so was Natalie—her teammate made no ent on the noises she was making, and the way she humped desperately against the seat she was supposed to be resisting.

  “You’re close. I tell. You’re all twitg. Let go, it’s fine. Paint my face. I want it. ’t you tell I—“

  A thick white string sprayed across her face, making Liz jump with its suddenness, and she squeezed her eyes shut just in time. Liz shuddered, moaned, and pumped faster. She wanted Natalie’s eicky sed load c her. The first one had been so wasted.

  “There we go,” Liz murmured. “Every drop.” String after string coated her, and she tasted Natalie’s musk on her lips. She peeked one eye opeher was glued shut—and worked Natalie’s sed asm with rapid pumping. She milked her friend for everything she was worth. “Thank you. I love it. You’re doing great.”

  A gnce upward showed the st of the ten pink orbs filling, and something in the walls shifted. The challenge was finished. Liz could finally give in.

  And she did, immediately. Even with Natalie siphoning her own asm away, she’d already been struggling to resist—her hips gyrating bad forth to assist the seat had been way too promising. She wao cum. So badly she felt like she was on fire.

  The sensation exploded through her, dousing her in liquid fme. Her toes curled in her shoes, and she slumped forward, humping desperately. Her whole body shook as she surrehe intense asm pulsing through her. The realizations of what she’d just done spurred her on. She’d really just jerked Natalie off and had her finish across her face. Why was that idea bringio such a scorg peak?

  When the g, shaking finish left her, Liz was left slumped over, still strapped down to the saddle, her entire body turo jelly.