The crimson glow of the chamber pulsed softly around them, casting long shadows across velvet-draped walls lined with intricate mechanisms that hummed with quiet promise. Lucina's athletic frame tensed as the door clicked shut, her long blue hair spilling over her shoulders while her piercing eyes darted to the low platform at the room's center. Byleth stood close behind her, green hair framing a calm, teasing smile, her commanding presence filling the space like a warm, insistent touch. "Look at you already shivering," Byleth murmured, her breath grazing Lucina's ear as she guided her forward. "This is where it begins, love—our first little game."

With a soft mechanical whir, the platform activated, slender velvet cuffs rising from hidden slots to encircle Lucina's wrists and ankles in light, adjustable restraint. The bonds tightened just enough to hold her arms gently outstretched, her body arched forward in a way that exposed the rapid rise of her breasts beneath her fitted top, nipples already peaking against the fabric from the thrill and the room's cool air. Lucina's pulse quickened, a flush spreading across her cheeks as she tested the give, feeling the velvet's soft bite against her skin. "Byleth... it feels so secure already," she whispered, her voice laced with that familiar blend of determination and hidden vulnerability, her devotion to her girlfriend deepening the heat between her thighs.

Byleth circled her slowly, fingers trailing along Lucina's bound arm with affectionate control. "The rules are simple, my fierce one," she said, voice low and strategic, building the flirtatious tension with every word. "Solve the riddles, endure the machines, and surrender to the pleasure they offer—no safe word needed beyond our trust. Each success unlocks the next chamber, but only if we explore together, body and bond. Fail to play, and the room keeps us until we do." Her hand dipped lower, brushing the curve of Lucina's hip, sending sparks of anticipation through them both as the cuffs gave a subtle, teasing tug in response.

Lucina's pulse thrummed in her ears as the heavy steel door sealed shut behind them with a pneumatic hiss, plunging the dimly lit chamber into a cocoon of warm amber light and the faint scent of oiled leather mingled with something sweeter, like vanilla and musk. Byleth's hand rested possessively at the small of her back, fingers tracing idle circles through the thin fabric of her shirt, and Lucina leaned into that touch, her athletic frame already humming with anticipation. "Rules first, pet," Byleth murmured, her voice low and teasing as she guided Lucina toward the center of the room, where a sleek console blinked to life with holographic text. The voice that followed was smooth and clinical, echoing from hidden speakers: "Welcome to the first chamber. Consent is absolute—tap the green panel to proceed. Your objective is mutual surrender; failure to solve the riddle within the time limit activates progressive restraints. Safeword is 'eclipse.' Begin when ready."

Byleth's green eyes sparkled with that familiar commanding glint as she pressed the panel, her confident posture making Lucina's cheeks flush. "Look at you already trembling," she teased, stepping close enough that their bodies brushed, her breath warm against Lucina's ear. "My fierce little submissive, so eager to be undone." The flirtatious tension crackled between them like static, Lucina's piercing blue eyes locking onto Byleth's as a soft mechanical whir filled the air. From the floor rose a pair of padded cuffs on slender arms, activating with a gentle click around Lucina's wrists and drawing them upward just enough to stretch her arms above her head without strain—light bondage that left her standing exposed, her long blue hair cascading over one shoulder. The cuffs pulsed faintly, warm against her skin, and a jolt of arousal shot through her core, her nipples tightening visibly beneath her clothes as Byleth circled her slowly, admiring the way the device forced Lucina's athletic build into an arched display of vulnerability. "Mmm, perfect," Byleth purred, trailing a finger down Lucina's side to graze the swell of her breast. "Now the riddle appears on the wall—solve it, and maybe I'll reward that pretty pussy of yours before the next machine wakes up."

Byleth's fingers lingered there, pressing just enough to feel the heat radiating from Lucina's core before sliding inward to cup the growing dampness between her thighs through the thin fabric of her shorts. Lucina gasped, her hips shifting instinctively against the restraint as a fresh wave of arousal pooled low in her belly, her pussy clenching around nothing yet already slick with need. The velvet cuffs held firm, stretching her arms just wide enough that her breasts thrust forward prominently, the peaks of her nipples rubbing against the material with every quickened breath and sending tiny jolts of pleasure straight to her clit.

"Feel how ready you are for this already," Byleth whispered, her voice a velvet command laced with affection as she leaned in to nip at Lucina's earlobe. Her free hand rose to trace the outline of one breast, thumb circling the stiffened nipple in slow, deliberate strokes that made Lucina's knees weaken against the ankle bonds. The air in the chamber thickened with the scent of their growing desire, a musky sweetness mingling with the faint ozone hum of the mechanisms, while the platform beneath them vibrated subtly in response to their movements, as if the room itself were attuned to every flush of skin and hitch of breath.

A soft chime echoed from the walls, drawing their attention to a glowing panel that materialized before Lucina's bound form. Etched across it in shimmering script was the first riddle: "What binds tighter than these cuffs yet loosens with every shared moan?" Byleth smiled against her neck, pressing a kiss there that sent shivers cascading down Lucina's spine. "Think carefully, my love," she murmured, her fingers now slipping beneath the waistband to brush the bare, swollen lips of Lucina's pussy, teasing the sensitive folds without yet delving deeper. "Our trust will see us through each layer of surrender." Lucina's blue eyes fluttered half-closed, her athletic body arching as much as the bonds allowed, devotion and curiosity warring with the building ache for more intimate contact as she whispered the beginnings of an answer.

Byleth's finger lingered at the curve of Lucina's breast, circling the stiff peak through her shirt before slipping beneath the hem to cup the warm flesh directly, thumb brushing over the sensitive nipple in slow, deliberate strokes that drew a soft gasp from Lucina's parted lips. The cuffs hummed again, a faint vibration traveling through the velvet to tease at her wrists as if in response to her quickening breath, while the holographic text shimmered into view on the far wall—a glowing riddle etched in elegant script: "I rise with touch yet fall with release, bound by desire yet freed by your feast. What am I?" The words pulsed with the same amber light bathing the chamber, casting shifting highlights across Byleth's green hair and the faint sheen already gathering on Lucina's exposed skin.

Lucina's athletic thighs pressed together instinctively, the heat building between them making her pussy throb with growing need, slickness gathering as Byleth's free hand traced lower to hook into the waistband of her pants, tugging just enough to expose the soft plane of her lower belly. "Focus, love," Byleth whispered against her neck, nipping lightly at the pulse point there while her fingers dipped teasingly closer to the aching core without quite touching it, the dominant's calm voice laced with affectionate command. "We solve this together, or those cuffs tighten and the real fun begins—your pretty breasts on display, that dripping entrance aching for more." The air thickened with the scent of their mingled arousal, vanilla and musk now laced with the heady tang of Lucina's growing wetness, her blue eyes half-lidded as she leaned into the restraints, body arching further into Byleth's possessive hold.

A low mechanical click sounded from the platform beneath her feet, the first subtle adjustment pulling her ankles a fraction wider and forcing her stance into one of open invitation, the fabric of her clothes brushing against her swollen clit like a cruel promise. Lucina's voice came out husky, laced with that devoted vulnerability as she met Byleth's sparkling gaze. "It's... touch, or maybe orgasm itself? The way it builds and breaks us." Her hips shifted restlessly within the light bonds, nipples tightening further under Byleth's skilled palm, the shared heat between them deepening into something electric and unbreakable as the riddle's glow intensified, waiting for their answer.

Lucina's voice trailed off into a soft moan as Byleth's fingers finally parted the slick folds of her pussy, finding the swollen clit beneath and circling it with deliberate pressure. "That's it, love—orgasm," Byleth confirmed with a husky chuckle, her own breath hitching as she pressed closer, breasts brushing Lucina's arched back. "We make it happen together." The cuffs vibrated in approval, angling Lucina's hips forward as Byleth dropped to her knees, tugging the shorts down to expose the glistening entrance and the flushed lips framing it. Her tongue followed immediately, lapping at the dripping nectar with slow, savoring strokes that made Lucina's thighs quiver against the ankle restraints.

The wet heat of Byleth's mouth sealed over her clit, sucking firmly while two fingers slid inside the tight, clenching channel of her pussy, curling to stroke the sensitive inner walls. Lucina cried out, her long blue hair whipping as her head fell back, piercing eyes fluttering shut against the surge of pleasure that built relentlessly—nipples aching under Byleth's free hand as it pinched and rolled them, sending sparks straight to her core. The chamber's amber light seemed to pulse in time with her racing heartbeat, the scent of their arousal thickening as juices coated Byleth's chin and dripped down Lucina's athletic thighs. Emotionally, the surrender deepened their bond, Lucina's devotion flaring hotter with every thrust of those fingers and every devoted flick of tongue, trusting Byleth to guide her through this first unraveling.

Her release crashed over her in waves, pussy spasming around Byleth's fingers as a gush of wetness escaped, the cuffs loosening with a satisfied chime once the riddle's glow faded. Byleth rose to kiss her deeply, sharing the taste, their bodies pressed flush in the afterglow while the platform shifted, readying the next challenge.

The door ahead slid open with a soft hiss, revealing a narrower chamber bathed in deeper crimson hues, where two sleek machines dominated the space on either side of a central padded bench. Byleth guided Lucina forward on unsteady legs, their shared kiss lingering on her lips as the taste of her own release mingled with the dominant's warm breath. The first machine featured a pair of adjustable phallic probes mounted on vibrating arms, already glistening with warming lubricant, while the second boasted a suction device paired with internal stimulators designed to pulse and stretch in rhythmic waves. Lucina's pulse quickened anew, her athletic thighs still slick from the previous climax as Byleth positioned her atop the bench, securing fresh cuffs around her wrists and spreading her ankles wide to expose the flushed, sensitive folds of her pussy once more.

"These will test how much that pretty cunt can endure, love," Byleth murmured, her voice a blend of command and tender affection, fingers parting Lucina's swollen lips to trace the sensitive entrance before aligning the first probe. It slid in with deliberate slowness, the thick silicone stretching her tight channel inch by inch, filling her completely as vibrations hummed to life against her inner walls. Lucina moaned, her long blue hair fanning across the bench, piercing eyes locked on Byleth's green gaze while the second machine's suction cup descended to envelop her clit, drawing it in with gentle pulses that made her hips buck instinctively. The dual sensations built rapidly—stretching pressure from within clashing against the rhythmic pull outside—sending waves of overwhelming pleasure through her core, her breasts heaving with each gasp as Byleth leaned in to pinch and roll her nipples, deepening their emotional tether through this shared surrender.

"You take it so beautifully," Byleth praised, her own arousal evident in the flush on her cheeks and the press of her body against Lucina's side, the machines intensifying in sync with their heartbeats to push limits without breaking their trust. Lucina's pussy clenched greedily around the invading probe, juices coating the device as the suction teased her to the edge again, her vulnerability melting into fierce devotion that bound them tighter than any restraint. The chamber hummed in approval, the machines adjusting depths and speeds with measured precision, drawing cries of ecstasy from Lucina while Byleth whispered encouragements, her fingers now slick as they joined the exploration to heighten every throb and spasm.

The machines responded to their mounting arousal with ruthless efficiency, the internal probe thrusting deeper and faster while its vibrations escalated from a steady hum to a relentless, pulsing throb that battered Lucina's inner walls without mercy. The suction cup on her clit tightened and released in erratic bursts, pulling the swollen nub harder with each cycle until the sensation bordered on painful overstimulation, her hips jerking wildly against the spread restraints as fresh slickness gushed around the invading shaft. Byleth's fingers, now joined by the second machine's emerging stimulator arm, worked in tandem to stretch and fill her, one probing her ass with slick, rhythmic pressure while the other pinched and twisted her nipples into aching peaks, the dominant's own breaths growing ragged as she pressed her body flush against Lucina's side, sharing the heat and the overwhelming surge of sensation.

Lucina's cries pitched higher, her athletic form straining at the cuffs as the dual assault pushed her relentlessly toward the brink, her pussy clenching and fluttering around the thick probe in desperate spasms that only seemed to spur the devices onward. The suction intensified again, drawing her clit into a tight, unyielding pull that made stars burst behind her eyes, her long blue hair matted to her sweat-slicked skin while tears of overwhelming pleasure welled at the corners of her piercing gaze. Byleth leaned in close, murmuring fierce encouragements against her ear—"That's it, love, take it all for me, let it break you open"—her voice thick with shared hunger, her free hand slipping between her own thighs to stroke her own dripping pussy in time with Lucina's torment, their emotional tether burning hotter as the submissive's devotion met the dominant's unyielding guidance.

The chamber's crimson lights flared brighter as the machines detected their rising thresholds, probes rotating and pistoning with bruising force now, the suction device adding twisting pulses that threatened to drag Lucina into another shattering release too soon, too hard. Her thighs trembled violently, the slick folds of her pussy stretched wide and glistening under the onslaught, every nerve alight with the exquisite edge of too much, Byleth's fingers joining the fray to circle her clit alongside the machine's pull until both women hovered at the precipice, bodies quaking and breaths fractured, the bond between them straining and deepening with every withheld cry.

The machines halted abruptly with a mechanical sigh, probes retracting and suction easing as the crimson glow dimmed to a soft pulse. The restraints clicked open, freeing Lucina's trembling limbs while Byleth caught her in a steady embrace, their bodies slick with sweat and shared arousal. A panel slid aside at the far end of the chamber, revealing a narrow doorway bathed in cooler blue light that beckoned them forward.

They stepped into the next space on shaky legs, the door sealing behind them with a quiet hiss. A thick glass wall divided the room, the target marking—a glowing circle etched with faint runes—visible just beyond it on the opposite surface, separated by only a slim horizontal gap at waist height. Byleth guided Lucina to stand before it, her fingers tracing the curve of Lucina's still-throbbing pussy. "We need our essence on that mark to proceed," she murmured, voice low and commanding as she pressed close, one hand slipping between her own thighs to gather wetness from her slick folds. "First, let's try something direct." Lucina flushed deeply, her athletic form still humming from the previous overstimulation, but she nodded with devoted trust, parting her legs slightly as Byleth positioned her. With a soft exhale, Lucina focused, releasing a warm stream of urine that arced toward the gap. It splattered against the glass, droplets clinging but missing the narrow opening, the sharp scent mingling with their musky arousal as the attempt fell short.

Byleth chuckled affectionately, her own hand working faster between her legs to build pressure, a thin golden trickle escaping to join the effort. The fluid hit the barrier in glistening trails, some seeping through the tiny gap but none reaching the mark with enough force. Lucina whimpered at the intimate vulnerability, her pussy clenching anew with residual need as Byleth's free hand steadied her hip, fingers dipping back into the wet heat to coax more. "Not enough yet," Byleth whispered against her ear, the dominant's touch turning teasing and insistent, building their shared tension as the room waited patiently for them to bridge the divide with their bodies' offerings. Their bond tightened in the shared effort, breaths syncing in the humid air thick with the scent of sex and submission.

Byleth's fingers worked deeper between Lucina's slick folds, gathering the mingled arousal that already coated her inner thighs. "It's not our piss that will reach it, love—it's your release, that perfect gush only you can give me." She pressed her body flush against Lucina's back, one arm circling her waist to hold her steady while the other rubbed firm circles over her swollen clit, coaxing the sensitive bud to full hardness. Lucina moaned, her piercing blue eyes fixed on the distant mark as fresh heat flooded her pussy, the realization hitting her with the same force as the building need. "Me... squirting across the gap," she breathed, voice trembling with devoted surrender, her athletic thighs parting wider on instinct.

The dominant's touch grew insistent, two fingers thrusting into the tight, dripping entrance while her thumb flicked relentlessly at the clit, drawing wet, obscene sounds from Lucina's core. Lucina's long blue hair clung to her sweat-dampened neck as her hips rocked forward, breasts heaving against the cool glass, nipples dragging across its surface in sparks of pleasure. Byleth nipped at her shoulder, whispering encouragement. "That's my girl—let it build until you can't hold back. I want every drop hitting that mark." Lucina's inner walls clenched greedily around the thrusting digits, pressure mounting low in her belly like a coiled spring, her moans pitching higher as Byleth curled her fingers just right against the spongy spot inside.

With a sharp cry, Lucina's orgasm tore through her, pussy spasming violently as a powerful jet of clear fluid erupted from her, arcing through the narrow gap in a shimmering stream that splattered directly onto the glowing runes. The mark flared to life, absorbing the essence with a satisfied hum while her thighs quaked and more squirts followed, soaking Byleth's hand and the floor between them. Byleth held her through the tremors, kissing her neck with fierce affection, their shared climax of trust and pleasure binding them tighter as the glass wall began to recede, inviting them onward.

Byleth held her through the tremors, kissing her neck with fierce affection, their shared climax of trust and pleasure binding them tighter as the glass wall began to recede, inviting them onward. "That's my good girl," Byleth murmured, her voice thick with pride as she stroked Lucina's sweat-dampened blue hair, fingers still glistening from the powerful squirt that had sealed their progress. "You gave everything so beautifully, love—your body opening for me, trusting me to guide every shudder and gush." Lucina leaned into the praise, her athletic frame still quivering, the devotion in her piercing eyes deepening as she whispered her thanks against Byleth's lips.

They stepped through the opening into the final chamber, a small circular space lit by a single crimson spotlight illuminating nothing but a massive double-sided dildo lying on the padded floor—nearly two feet of thick, veined silicone with flared heads at both ends, already slick with warming lubricant that gave off a faint, intoxicating scent. A glowing panel on the wall displayed their last task in elegant script: "Together, completely consume the dildo—each end buried to the hilt within you, bodies locked until release unlocks the exit." A flush of fearful excitement raced through Lucina's core, her pussy clenching at the thought of being stretched and filled so profoundly alongside her dominant, yet the trust between them burned hotter than any hesitation, Byleth's commanding presence steadying her as they knelt together.

Byleth's green eyes sparkled with teasing affection as she guided Lucina onto her back, spreading her thighs wide to expose the still-swollen, dripping folds of her pussy. "Fear and thrill suit you, pet," she purred, pressing the thick head of one end against Lucina's entrance and easing it inside with slow, deliberate thrusts that made her walls flutter and stretch around the girth. Lucina moaned, hips rocking instinctively to take more, her nipples hardening as Byleth mirrored the motion on the opposite end, lowering herself to slide the other head into her own slick pussy with a shared gasp. Their bodies warmed to the task, juices coating the shaft as they inched closer, the intimate press of their clits and the deep, mutual filling forging an unbreakable bond of surrender and ecstasy.

Their bodies warmed to the task, juices coating the shaft as they inched closer, the intimate press of their clits and the deep, mutual filling forging an unbreakable bond of surrender and ecstasy. Byleth eased forward on her knees until their thighs slid together in a familiar scissoring tangle, the thick dildo buried halfway inside each of them now acting as the slick, unyielding bridge between their spread pussies. It was no unfamiliar pose—they had ground against one another like this countless nights before, legs locked and hips rolling in perfect rhythm—but the massive length stretching them both forced a new depth, their clits grinding directly over the veined silicone with every shift.

Byleth's commanding composure cracked the moment Lucina seized her hands and yanked hard, pulling their bodies flush so their legs splayed wide open, ankles hooked behind each other's backs. A raw, unguarded moan tore from Byleth's throat as the motion drove the dildo deeper into her own clenching pussy, the flared head pressing insistently against her inner walls. "Fuck, Lucina—yes, just like that," she gasped, voice breaking into something breathless and needy, her green eyes wide with sudden vulnerability. Lucina tightened her grip in return, pulling harder until their spread thighs trembled, the stretch burning so sweetly that her own pussy fluttered around the invading girth. "I've got you, love," Lucina whispered through her own shaky moans, devotion shining in her piercing gaze even as pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. "Breathe with me—let it fill us both. You're doing so beautifully."

Their hips began to rock in tandem, the dildo sliding between them with wet, obscene sounds as their swollen clits dragged and circled over its length. Byleth's free hand clutched Lucina's tighter, their joined fingers white-knuckled while they tugged each other wider still, forcing deeper penetration that made their juices drip down the shaft and onto the padded floor. "Right there, my fierce one," Byleth panted, recovering enough to press a trembling kiss to Lucina's ankle, "take it all with me—we're so close." Lucina cried out softly in answer, her athletic body arching as the shared pressure built, every slick grind and desperate pull tightening the emotional bond until nothing existed but their mingled gasps, the relentless stretch, and the promise of release that would finally open the door.

Their hips rocked faster, the massive dildo plunging deeper with every desperate tug until the tension snapped. Both women cried out in unison as their bodies convulsed, pussies clenching and spasming around the thick shaft before erupting in powerful squirts that soaked the padded floor and each other's thighs. The door slid open with a triumphant chime, flooding the chamber with cool light, but Lucina barely noticed—she hurled herself forward into Byleth's arms the moment the dildo slipped free, overflowing with happiness as she crushed her girlfriend in a fierce, trembling hug. Their sweat-slicked breasts pressed together, hearts hammering in sync while Lucina buried her face in Byleth's green hair, whispering breathless thanks and devotion between kisses that tasted of salt and shared release.

Byleth held her close, stroking her long blue hair with affectionate pride, yet the fire between them refused to fade. Shifting into a sitting position on the padded floor, they wrapped their legs around each other once more, this time with nothing between their swollen, dripping pussies. Lucina's athletic thighs locked behind Byleth's back as they began to grind slowly, slick folds sliding and kissing with every roll of their hips, clits dragging wetly against one another in perfect, intimate friction. Byleth cupped Lucina's face, drawing her into deep, hungry kisses that mingled their moans, tongues dancing while their hands roamed freely—fingers pinching nipples, gripping hips, pulling each other impossibly closer. The emotional tether blazed hotter than before, every slick grind and shared gasp deepening their surrender and trust as the exit beckoned, their bodies already building toward another shattering crest.

Ecstasy Escape Room