Dungeons and Dalliances (Futa LitRPG)

3.33 - ❤ Challenge III

Beneath Liz, her seat buzzed to life.

Even just the pressure of the protrusion had been compromising. Now, with the magical device fulfilling its purpose in earnest, Liz's self-control was put 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 last, 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 having returned to her cheeks. "Doesn't seem ... possible, otherwise."

Liz's teammate almost looked like she wanted to look away to be polite, but that was against the rules of the encounter. 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 played with. The idea thrilled through her. Natalie was having fun watching her get off, be ground and vibrated against by a strange saddle-device created by the dungeon.

An inappropriate noise escaped Liz, and she strangled it halfway through. The noise bounced off the walls, though, obscenely loud in the otherwise quiet room. Her face blazed as Natalie's eyebrows raised, a quirk of a smile appearing.

"S-Shut up."

If she wanted to last 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 interested 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 scolding her, the vibrating bump pressed into her pussy and sped up, pushing harder into her. Liz's eyes shot back open with a gasp, her back arching at the sudden increase in intensity. The device quickly smoothed back to the slower—though still compromising—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 laughed, and it was more of a hiccup. The waves of pleasure coursing 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 facing, some strange display 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 vibrating seat beneath her shifted a gear up. No longer stationary, it dragged back and forth, pressing and sliding into her pussy through layers of clothing. "And one of ten done? There's no way." Already it was becoming difficult to hold back the rising pleasure. It beckoned for her to let go, to grind with the device and 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 second time. Two pairs of eyes turned to the first pillar which held the drawings and instructions of the challenge. A slot had opened up, and in real-time, as the two girls watched, new words etched into the stone with the same ornate script as before.