Party Wipe In Erotic Trap Dungeon 8

Mira, Allie, Sophie, and Wren stepped into a large room.

After following the two succubi's directions, it led them down a hallway and to a pair of large doors. Beyond the doors was a large open room, but there was nothing inside. It was blank, without any features besides the stone bricks making up the walls.

"It seems like Brill isn't here," Sophie said. She glanced around the room, and Wren nodded in agreement.

"I can't sense any life signs," she said. Her long elf ears twitched, and she turned her head to listen closer. "It's completely silent."

"Perhaps we should go back and ask for directions again?" Allie asked.

"We're not going back." Mira shook her head. "Brill should be around here somewhere."

Demons weren't known to lie. They were tricksters and cheats, but not liars. If those two succubi said they could find Brill here, they would. Even if it appeared to be an empty room devoid of features, there had to be something special about the place.

They continued to look around the room, listening for any sounds. For minutes, it seemed futile, but just when Mira began to doubt her own sanity, a laugh echoed through the room.

"Hahaha... We're finally back together, it seems." Brill's voice echoed around the room, coming from nowhere and everywhere at once. "Us five, a party once more."

"Brill? Where are you?" Mira raised her voice, turning to look for the source of their final party member's voice, but she couldn't see their friend anywhere. The room was just as empty as when they entered.

There was something in Brill's voice, and the mysterious way it echoed around them that made the hairs on the back of Mira's neck raise. She couldn't shake the feeling that they were in a dangerous position. Despite finally reuniting their party, something was off.

"I'm right here." Brill appeared in front of them, and Mira whirled around to face her.

"There you are..." Mira let out a sigh of relief at the sight of her.

She had the same brown hair, freckles, and light armor. Even her sword was on her hip. Compared to the four of them, who were all barely clothed and in a mess from tentacle secretions, Brill looked much more put together. It was as if she looked the same as when they first entered the dungeon.

"Shall we make our way out now?" Wren asked.

"Now that we're together, we should be able to escape," Sophie said.

"Unfortunately, escaping this dungeon won't be so easy," Brill said. She stepped forward, coming closer to their group. "If we want to escape, we'll either have to fight through nine-hundred floors of monsters to get to the surface, or..."

"Or?" Allie asked, tilting her head at Brill. "Is there another way to escape?"

"If we play one more game, the dungeon will release us." Brill gave them a smile, looking between each of the other four's faces. "I negotiated with the dungeon master. If we can win her challenge, she'll teleport us to the surface."

"And what kind of game is this?" Mira's eyes narrowed at Brill. Something about her expression was too relaxed. They were nine-hundred floors deep in a dungeon. She shouldn't be this lackadaisical about their situation.

"It's simple." Brill reached forward and opened her hand, showing her palm to them. Four bead-like pills lay in her hand. They looked like crimson marbles glimmering in the dim dungeon light. "You four will swallow one of these seeds. If any of you can resist their influence, all five of us will be allowed to escape from the dungeon."

"You won't be taking part in this?" Mira asked.

"I have already played the game and won." Brill gave them a smile. "It's a simple challenge. All you need to do is resist reaching orgasm."

"And if we do come?" Mira tightened her lips, frowning at Brill. "What happens then?"

"A single orgasm isn't enough to lose the challenge. You will need to come multiple times before losing. Depending on how strong your will is, it could take dozens of orgasms. I'm sure one of you will hold out. I beat the game, after all."

It sounded too good to be true. If they just had to resist the urge to orgasm, they could do that. Between the four of them, it would be easy for at least one of them to hold out. From what Brill said, it sounded like the game was fairly easy to beat.

"If just one of us manages to hold out, we all go free?" Mira asked, making sure she understood the rules, and Brill nodded.

"That's right. Only one of you needs to pass the challenge, and all five of us will be free to leave the dungeon without fear of being attacked. However..." Brill's expression turned serious. "If all four of you succumb to the game, then we shall become subjects of the dungeon."

"We'll win," Mira said, and she hardened her expression. "I'll see us through this."

She took a red bead from Brill's hand and swallowed it. Allie, Sophie, and Wren followed suit. They each nodded and decided to take the challenge. Compared with climbing through nine-hundred floors of a dungeon, this sounded infinitely easier. It was their best bet to escape, or so each of them thought.

--

Wren swallowed the red bead, and her eyes widened in surprise.

The surrounding room changed, and her surroundings melted away. One second, Wren stood in front of Brill with the other four, and the next moment she was in a brightly lit bedroom.

Pink wallpaper covered the walls, and a white-silk bed stood in the middle of the small room. Wren's eyes squinted through the bright light, and she took a surprised breath at the sight of the sudden change in her surroundings. Just like when they first got caught by the dungeon, it was as if she'd been teleported to a completely different place.

"Wren, aren't you coming to bed?"

Sophie's voice called out to her, and Wren's eyes widened in surprise. She glanced towards the bed to find Sophie sitting in it, and she was half-naked. The blankets were draped over her lap, and they piled up around her waist. With one outstretched hand, she reached out, inviting Wren to join her in the soft bedding.

"Where did the others go? Is this part of the game?" Wren asked, and she tilted her head at Sophie. "Where did your clothes go?"

"Why are you thinking of the others when I'm here?" Sophie took Wren's hand and she pulled her into bed.

"Wah?" The motion was so sudden, Wren toppled forward. She fell face forward into the soft blankets and into Sophie's lap. "What was that for?"

She looked up at Sophie indignantly, but her pointed ears flushed red at what she saw. The awkward position left her looking up at Sophie's large, naked breasts, and her face was embarrassingly close to Sophie's crotch. If the blankets weren't there to catch her fall, she would have gone nose first in between Sophie's legs.

"It seemed like you were hesitating, so I helped you into the bed." Sophie smiled down at her, and she lay one hand on Wren's cheek, stroking it. "Did you not want to join me?"

"I did, but..." The burning in Wren's pointed ears grew even worse as Sophie touched her face. There was something so brazen about her new demeanor. Her eyes stared down at Wren in amusement, and the suggestive smile on her lips made Wren's heart pound in her chest.

"There's nothing to worry about," Sophie said. She dropped her voice to a whisper, and she hooked one finger beneath Wren's chin. "I'm going to take good care of you, Wren."

A whimper escaped Wren's lips. As Sophie continued to stroke her cheek and tilt her face up, she could do nothing but stare at the massive bare breasts in front of her. Between the scandalously naked state of Sophie, and her knowing grin, Wren felt helpless beneath the other woman's touch.

Despite the strange situation, and the suddenness of it all, she squeezed her legs together, clenching reflexively. Her arousal and urges came rushing back, and her breathing grew heavy. The longer she stared up at Sophie and felt her fingers on her cheek, the more difficult it felt to think.

"Uhm... I'm sorry." Wren scrambled backwards, pushing away from Sophie. She got to her feet and took a step away from the bed. "I feel a bit strange all of a sudden..."

"If you're feeling unwell, that's even more of a reason to come to bed." Sophie patted her lap, in the spot where Wren's face had rested moments before. "Why don't you lay down? Let me pamper you, just like old times..."

The heat in Wren's cheeks grew doubly hot, burning like fire in her ears. Sophie's words made her remember the times she'd gotten sick on their adventures, when she laid her head on Sophie's thighs and she'd been cared for. The attention had made her embarrassed back then, but for Sophie to do the same while she was naked--if she were to lay her head on her thighs while Sophie had not a scrap of clothes on her, while only blankets separated their two bodies...

"I'm good, really!" Wren shook her head, but the embarrassed flushing warmth in her face felt even worse. The arousal between her legs wasn't getting better, either. Despite Sophie's kind-hearted invitation, she felt a tingle of anticipation between her legs, and she couldn't help but feel turned on.

(Perhaps I'm going crazy.) Wren thought to herself, or perhaps this was part of the game, testing her. She couldn't tell up from down with Sophie sitting naked in front of her. Despite turning her down, she couldn't help but glance at Sophie's stiff nipples, and curiosity won out as she snuck peeks at all of Sophie's curves. It was a sight she'd never gotten to see before, and no matter how suspicious the situation was, she couldn't pass up the opportunity to stare a bit.

"Are you sure, Wren? Your face is awfully red. It looks like you have a fever." Sophie laid one hand on her chest, rubbing the spot between her breasts. "Why don't you let me give you a hug? We can lie down together for a bit. How does that sound?"

"Ah..." Wren let out another mewl at the sight of Sophie's slender fingers tracing over her breasts. The sight was even more enticing than her bare body. Something about the slow shift of her fingers made Wren's heart pound even harder.

She struggled for breath, rubbing her thighs together. Up and down, Sophie's suggestive touch on her chest continued. She rubbed her fingers through the valley between her breasts before exploring further, tracing up the large mounds and circling around her nipples.

The longer Wren watched, the worse her arousal grew and the more difficult it felt to think. Beneath her skirt, rivulets of wetness ran down her thighs, evidence of how far gone she was. Perhaps it was the dungeon, but just staring at Sophie's naked body left her in a helpless heat.

A warmth built below Wren's navel, and her lower half tingled with raw anticipation. Her clit throbbed hard inside its hood, begging for attention. The longer she watched Sophie play with her chest, the more difficult it felt to ignore, and Wren felt an insistent urge to rub the spot between her legs.

(I'm really going crazy.) Wren thought to herself. There was no way she could start masturbating; not here; not in the middle of their most important trial. However, if she was going crazy, then Sophie must have been in an even worse state.

The priestess grabbed her breasts with both hands, squeezing them while staring back at Wren. A suggestive smile played at her lips, and every groping touch of her chest made Wren's heart pound in her chest. The brazenness of Sophie's actions left Wren unable to think coherently.

It felt as if every squeeze of Sophie's massive breasts was a soft squish around her brain. Every time she pushed them together, it felt more difficult to think. The sight of Sophie's large breasts smushing together made her own mind feel like mush. All she could think about was how much she wanted to bury her face in them.

"Are you sure you don't want to join me in bed, Wren?" Sophie released one breast to pat the spot on her lap. However, even after giving the invitation, she continued to grope her right breast while smiling at Wren. "I just want to give you a hug."

Between the soft blankets in her lap, and the soft breasts above, it was an invitation difficult to deny. Wren's heart pounded in her chest, and the distracting throb in her clit made thinking impossible. Just squeezing her thighs together made tingles of anticipation ripple out through her sex.

"I... Uhm..." Wren took a shaky breath, struggling for words, but she shook her head. "I don't think that's a good idea."

They were in the last trial of the dungeon. They had to resist temptation at all costs. If she got into bed with Sophie, especially with her acting so strangely, Wren didn't think she could hold back. Even now, she was struggling with the urge to masturbate where she stood.

"I understand." Sophie released her breast, ceasing her self-groping, and she nodded. "You need some more convincing, then."

"Yes, I need some more convincing- Wait, what?" Wren shook her head as she fully comprehended Sophie's words. "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? That should be obvious." Sophie threw back the blankets, and she slid her long legs out of the bed. "I'm going to convince you, obviously."

She stood up, exposing her crotch for all to see. Wren had seen glimpses of it when they adventured together, but never had she seen Sophie's womanhood bared so openly. As the other woman stood up from the bed, Wren got a full frontal of the priestess' naked body.

A thin patch of pubic hair rested above her womanhood. It was blonde, just like Sophie's hair. Wren stared at it, blushing hard. Between the sight of her sculpted bush, and the perfectly thin slit between Sophie's legs, she couldn't look away from the sight.

"You- Uhm... Don't you want to put on some clothes?" Wren asked, but Sophie just laughed.

"Why would I need something silly like that?" Her hips swayed from side to side, causing Wren's eyes to shift with them, swinging back and forth and staring at Sophie's pussy shamelessly.

No matter how much her ears burned with embarrassment, she couldn't look away, and the slow, seductive swagger of the priestess didn't help. Wren felt like her eyes were drawn into the sight, and her entire world swung with Sophie's hips. It felt as if it were her own mind swinging from side to side, as if her head were on a pendulum, sinking deeper into a soft mushy arousal, unable to think of anything but the suggestively seductive slit between Sophie's legs.

"I... Uhm..." Wren's eyes fell into a half-lidded lull, and a fresh whimper escaped her lips. She could do little more than rub her thighs together as Sophie stepped up in front of her.

"You don't need to say anything," Sophie said in a whisper down to her. "I know exactly how to convince you."

She placed one finger on the underside of Wren's chin, and she pushed it up, lifting her gaze to meet hers. The amused, knowing eyes of the other woman made Wren's heart skip, and the suggestive smile on Sophie's lips made her feel faint. It felt like her knees would give out, but Sophie didn't let her fall.

She pushed Wren against the wall, and her thigh slipped between her legs. Before Wren could react, the softness of Sophie's leg ground against her crotch, and sparks of pleasure raced out from the pressure. Even with her skirt between her mons and Sophie's thigh, tingles of satisfaction out of Wren's crotch, and a moan escaped her lips.

"Mmnghh..." Wren's back arched, and her eyes fluttered. She couldn't help but buck against Sophie's leg. Her throbbing clit, even inside her hood, crackled with satisfaction, and a shiver ran down her back. The harder she ground against Sophie's thigh, the better it felt.

"That's it... Let yourself feel good, Wren." Sophie stepped even closer, pushing her flat against the wall, and she bounced her leg, smushing it up and down between Wren's thighs.

The grinding pressure was more than enough to send Wren's mind spinning. Her already arousal-addled brain sank into the pleasure, and her mind melted as the tingles of satisfaction raced out of her clit. Every shift of the soft pleats of her skirt over her mons made her breath hitch in her throat.

(This isn't good.) She thought to herself. At this rate, she wouldn't be able to resist orgasming. If she climaxed, she'd lose the trial, but Sophie's thigh felt too good to resist.

Wren's hips bucked forward, and she grinded back against Sophie's leg. Forward and back, she rubbed the softness between her legs and shuddered. The soft folds of her skirt only amplified the sensation and she let out a moan, eyes fluttering in pleasure.

"You're much easier to convince than I thought, Wren..." Sophie pulled Wren's head into her chest, forcing her into the softness of her breasts. "I'm glad you're so weak, wren."

"We shouldn't be doing this- Mnghh..." Wren tried to protest, but her words came out muffled between Sophie's large breasts. As the softness enveloped her face, she sank into it, moaning and grinding back against Sophie's leg. Even as she tried to resist, the tingling pleasure rippled out of her sex made her mind go blank.

(I need to push her away...) Wren thought to herself, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Sophie's naked body felt hot against her skin, and the tighter she embraced Sophie's leg, the better it felt.

"Good girl..." Sophie ran a hand over the back of Wren's head, petting her hair.

"Mnghhh..." Wren's ears burned with embarrassment, both from her inability to control her urges and the strange tone in Sophie's words. To be referred to as a 'good girl' made strange feelings stir in her belly.

Wren was decades older than Sophie. Despite her small stature, she was still an elf who'd lived for nearly a hundred years. However, the infantilizing way Sophie pet her head made her sex clench in satisfaction. Her clit throbbed especially hard as the larger woman dominated her.

Even if she wanted to, she didn't think she could escape from Sophie's grasp. Sophie's arms held her tight, and Wren was helpless in the embrace. Her lower half felt like jelly as Sophie ground her knee into the crotch of her skirt, and the more she rubbed her sex against the soft thigh, the weaker she felt. Wren could do nothing but continue to hump against Sophie's leg as the pleasure swelled to higher and higher heights.

"Mnghh..." Wren let out a fresh mewl, and a shiver ran down her back.

For minutes, their two bodies intertwined. Wren leaned against Sophie, breathing heavily, and beads of sweat rose on her skin. Her eyes fell into a half-lidded lull as the tingles of satisfaction raced out of her crotch. Her heart pounded in her ears, and feelings of guilt stirred in her chest, but the pleasure was undeniable.

(I'm sorry, everyone. I can't hold back!)

Wren let out a cry, and her back arched. She gave one last buck against Sophie's thigh, and her mind went blank. Waves of orgasmic pleasure twitched out of her sex, and her eyes fluttered. Over and over, she humped Sophie's thigh as the climax washed through her.

"Good girl..." Sophie said in a whisper, and it sent a fresh chill down Wren's back.

The softness of Sophie's chest felt sinfully good. As the post orgasmic haze took over her mind, all she could do was bury her nose deeper between Sophie's large breasts, pushing her face into the soft valley in front of her.

In the back of her mind, the guilt continued to grow, but she could only hope the others were faring better than she and Sophie were.

-- Elsewhere --

Sophie blinked in surprise. One second, she stood in the circle of their party, and the next thing she knew, she was in a large forest.

The sunlight streamed in through the green foliage of the forest canopy, and she glanced up at the bright viridian hues in surprise. It was as if the stone corridors of the dungeon were nothing but a bad dream. Everything from the humid air of the forest to the warm breeze shaking the leaves above her felt uncannily real.