Lenore's instructions had been simple, in spite of what Lorath had told Karis before beginning their contest. So long as she could keep herself from cumming, Karis' punishment wouldn't be as harsh as the other girl would have suspected. True, she would be left wanting and desperate for release that wouldn't come yet, but she would have another opportunity to redeem herself. All Lenore had to do was hold on and out perform Karis.
She had been bound as well, but due to her earlier submission, she had been offered more freedoms than Karis had. Lenore hadn't been hooded or gagged, as her mouth would be used by Lorath as part of their contest. Laying on her back upon a bench, Lenore's wrists had been secured to the floor to either side of her, her fingertips unable to touch anything but the manacles that encircled her wrists.
Her legs had been spread wide, ankles secured to her upper thighs, a rope around either knee tethered out to the side so that she couldn't close her legs no matter how hard she tried. More leather straps had been applied about her torso to keep her firmly strapped to the bench, offering her no means of movement, barely any room to squirm.
It had been an effort not to make a noise when she laid eyes on her sister-knight, hooded and gagged, moaning quietly with every step she took as she was ushered into the room. Karis had been proud and confident, but now, she looked so far reduced from her former glory that she was unrecognizable.
It had kindled the fury in her heart to know that it was Karis under that hood, but with her promise of obedience remembered, Lenore had remained silent while Karis was lowered to her knees in front of her exposed and waiting sex. In spite of her anger, Lenore couldn't help but feel a tremor of excitement, her exposure seeming to make her anticipate the coming pleasure of Karis' promised tongue.
So, with embarrassed shame, she opened her mouth to Lorath and extended her tongue, taking his cock into her mouth with an eagerness she wouldn't have displayed were the stakes not so high. What other choice did she have?
Defiance from either one of them would see them both punished severely, whatever that might mean exactly. She wanted to spare Karis whatever pain she could, knowing full well that there would be pain no matter what either one of them did. But Lorath had given his word that Lenore's obedience would do well to lessen the harshness of their imprisonment.
Her head start was short lived, and soon she felt the first brush of Karis' tongue, just below her waiting sex in the space between her pussy and ass. It brought a startled gasp from Lenore, and Karis quickly adjusted and found what she was supposed to be servicing.
Her sister-knight's wet tongue pushed into Lenore's pussy, making her moan around Lorath's cock. For a moment, she forgot herself, marveling at how Karis ate her out. Did Karis have experience with this? It seemed so, given the way her tongue moved, how she pressed her face closer and began tonguing her deeper and deeper.
A slap of Lorath's hand against her cheek brought Lenore back to her senses, and she redoubled her efforts. She couldn't afford to become distracted, no matter how well Karis pleased her. She had to win this contest, for both of their sakes. She bobbed her head with what limited range of motion she had, swirling her tongue around Lorath's cockhead with every withdrawal before sucking him back in.
The more Karis ate her out, the harder it became for Lenore to concentrate... but she soon found that, by embracing the throes of pleasure, it served to galvanize her efforts, making her suck Lorath's cock with increasing fervor and passion.
The elf adjusted his stance, moving closer, and shoving his cock in deeper. Lenore gagged, unable to pull his cock back towards her lips, and accepted her fate. She dove back down, trying to relax her throat and gag reflex even as Karis' tongue found her sensitive clit, distracting her further.
Lenore found herself overwhelmed by the dual sensations of half-suffocation via cock assaulting her throat, and the pleasure of Karis' skilled tongue working her clit into a frenxy. If she'd had the range of movement, Lenore would have been bucking her hips into Karis' mouth, eager for more stimulation, but bound as she was, all she could do was lay there helplessly as she was worked over from both ends.
She had no idea what kind of stamina Lorath possessed, and by the steadiness of his breathing and the soft, infrequent moans he uttered, it seemed like Lenore would be losing this contest. Unable to accept her impending defeat, fighting against the mounting pleasure that Karis inflicted upon her, Lenore put her every effort into getting Lorath to cum. She lifted her head towards him, trying to meet the base of his cock. Her first few attempts weren't enough, but she was getting closer and closer.
As if sensing her intent and wishing to give her what Lenore wanted, Lorath took another step forward. Now, his cock sat just at the entrance to Lenore's throat if she pulled back as far as she could, but she could forth his cock down easier now. Within moments, she could feel his balls resting against her nose, smearing sweat against her upper lip as she choked down his thick cock.
Lenore moaned in triumph, legs and abdomen flexing in her efforts to stave off her orgasm. The lack of air was making that harder, too, but she refused to fail here. She just needed him to cum, needed to drain him down her throat.
Lenore began bobbing her head faster and faster, ignoring the soreness of her battered throat, pushing her tongue desperately forward to tongue at the elf's sweaty balls whenever she met the base of his length. He began to tense, his hands falling upon Lenore's breasts, joining his efforts to Karis. Rough fingers pinched and twisted Lenore's sensitive nipples, kneading and massaging her breasts, making it harder for Lenore to hold back.
He was close, she could tell now. He began rocking his hips forward, denying Lenore any hope for breath until it was over. She took the last deep breath of air she could manage, trying hard not to moan as she was stimulated mercilessly by both partners, and gave everything to him. Lenore took him deep and let him thrust into her throat harder, moving her tongue along the base of his cock, along his balls. She felt his sac tightening and knew it was here. Lorath pulled back and began to blow his load into Lenore's mouth, making sure she could taste him as he moaned into his climax.
In reply, Lenore sucked him for all she was worth, draining every last drop and praying she might have satisfied him enough that Karis' punishment for failing her end of the contest might be lessened. She felt Karis redouble her efforts, perhaps unknowing that she had lost, and Lenore felt her orgasm approaching swiftly. If Karis didn't stop soon, she was going to cum, herself..!
Lorath pulled out of Lenore's mouth completely, leaving her gasping for breath as she swallowed the rest of his seed. He disappeared from sight, and a moment later, Karis' face was removed from her dripping sex. Lenore relaxed against the bench, letting her head hang as she watched the opposite end of the room swim into focus, upside-down.
"Ahh... I must say, I'm as impressed as I am disappointed." Lorath said, satisfied with himself. Lenore, for the first time since she'd been bound, tested her restraints. She could feel Karis' breath wafting against her drooling pussy, leaving her wanting for more. If she had lost their contest, they both would have suffered, but that was hardly any consolation to their shared predicament.
Karis whined as her head was pulled back, the tether between hood and the hook in her ass tightened. "I expected more of you, Pet." Lorath told her in mock disappointment. "I thought you were desperate enough to win this contest."
"P-Please...!" Karis croaked, straining anew against her bonds. Her sex ached for attention, dripping fluids down her thighs in anticipation of attention that was surely going to be denied her, now. "Please, I-I can't take it anymore.."
Lenore could hear the grin in Lorath's voice. As much as she wanted to warn her friend not to debase herself, she had sworn to keep silent and obey Lorath's commands. "Please, what?" He prompted. "You'll need to be specific, Pet..."
Karis licked her lips, savoring the taste that coated them. "Please, l-let me prove myself. I can do better! I-I can make her cum, I can please you -- anything you want, I-I will do it!"
Lorath chuckled, tugging on the rope between Karis' hood and the hook in her ass, teasing her with increased tension. "Oh, I know that you will, Pet... you seem to be learning the lesson I've been trying to teach you. Obedience and submission are your only tools, now. Are you going to submit to me, and obey my every whim?"
There was a moment's hesitation, but Karis couldn't fight it anymore. She needed stimulation, and even the tugging of the hook brought a sort of satisfaction she would never have imagined herself to enjoy. "Y-Yes... Master. I will submit to you, and obey you..."
"Good." Lorath said, moving around until he stood in front of Lenore again. He crouched so that he could look her in the eye, lifting her head somewhat. "Tell me then, Pet... did you like the taste of my new toy?"
Karis' answer was quicker this time. "Yes, Master."
Lenore's pussy twitched, heart fluttering. Karis had... liked pleasuring her, tasting her?
"Do you believe you've earned the satisfaction you crave, Pet?" Lorath asked.
Karis hesitated this time. She wanted to proclaim that she had earned it, her body screamed at her to beg for that release. But she knew the truth of it. Her answer was one of defeat. "N-No, Master... I haven't earned it..."
Lorath leered down at Lenore. "And what about you, my new toy..?" He asked, stroking her hair before letting her head fall. "Tell me... did you like it when my Pet tasted you? Did you want her to stop... to beat you, even..?"
Lenore's cheeks burned with shame. This was it, the moment that Lorath had warned her would come. She would reveal herself to Karis, their bond of sisterhood tested beyond any limits of sanity for the sick perversions of an elven slaver. She had already submitted for Karis' sake, but to face her shame like this was almost too much.
Almost.
