Dungeon Harem Master Novels & Stories

As he wraps his arms around me, I whisper into his chest, “I’m sorry Master.” “Shh… It’s okay, my pet…” I then hear the door open again and see Finn walk back in. I freeze and tense in the Master’s arms once again. As the door closes and I hear that click, I panic and struggle against the Master once more whimpering, “No, no, no, please… Master…” My vision goes blurry with the tears flooding them and I can’t breathe. I struggle more and more, as it seems like the Master’s arms are getting tighter and tighter around me. I look up at the Master once more. My vision then darkens as I collapse into his arms.

Answer the diminutive charm's Master, introducing himself in the sequence with a small curtsey. "I'm Septima Vector, Master of the castle for arithmancy." Introduces the female Master in the sequence, giving Erik a short curtsy too. "And I'm Batsheda Babbling, Master of the castle for Runes." Self introduces the last Master, a woman too, giving Erik a small bow. "It's good to meet you, Masters." Erik answers them, having given each one a small bow in response to theirs to him. Erik continues talking. "I'm on my way to reactivate the main wards of the castle, and would like to invite the three Masters to visit the Hogwarts' hearthstone room with Joan and me."

In Sumeria airport, when Andrius and Luna got out, Dax and Hugh were already waiting. Dax greeted Andrius warmly and began inquiring, “Wolf King, did the Ancient Martial Assembly go well? Are you okay now? How did it go?” Dax was a Warzone Master, so he had some knowledge of the recent major events in the ancient martial world. Andrius nodded. “It went smoothly.” However, even though it went smoothly, more storms and hidden currents would likely brew up in the martial world. As Andrius and Dax discussed important matters, Hugh came up to Luna and greeted her. “Ms. Crestfall, you must be Master’s wife. I’m Master’s disciple. My name is Hugh.”

"Ahh! You're so good!" I immediately opened the door lock within ten seconds using my hands, which are wearing black hand gloves, still clutching the knob. I slowly opened it, my face remained impassive, and walked in, pointing my gun at the man who had just done a deep thrust to his wh*re, she was now gripping the bedsheet and screaming in pleasure.

I woke up feeling so uncomfortable and it took me a few moments to realise that I was locked up in the lowest dungeon. There was no window and no light. It reeked of mould and other unsightly things. I felt sick and wished that I had never left the packhouse that night. I tried to stand up from the floor but was pulled back by something which made me scream because I realised I was chained to the wall like an animal. The door clicked open and I blinked as light flooded the tiny dungeon.

“Tell me, what have you been up to lately?” They settled into a comfy corner, Mia disclosed to Olivia all the fine details of her rom-com inspired charade. It was Mia, who wore her heart on her sleeve, who ended up sharing with Olivia her strange affair drama. The more she talked about their made-up marriage and the need for a believable mistress, the problems they encountered, the more she hoped for the perfect mistress for Ethan. With a combination of curiosity and excitement reflected in her enigmatic eyes, Olivia was fully focused.

Breasts of varying appearances dangle in front of my face, cushioning the back of my head. Large and bulbous, small and perky, double D cups, tiny dark nipples, large pink nipples. My harem has it all. “You seem so tense, Master..” Lily, number 8 of my harem, whispers, biting the side of my neck slightly. “I am fucking tense.” I grumble. “We'll fix that,” My number 5 says, an exotic beauty with shining bronze skin, and a sinfully curvy and soft ass, “We always do.”

He made a call on the radio and he was told Riley was about five minutes away. The sergeant asked all of us, "Is anyone not here of their own free will?" Yes, definitely questions about the dungeon. We all answered we were here of our own free will. "What's with all the bondage gear in the house?" He asked. "I'm a dominatrix," Mistress Dark replied. "My name is Michelle Sombre. I own this house. These are my two submissives, Rose and Penelope. I run a submissive training business under the name of Mistress Dark. You can find me on the web. The other three are here for training. They are to be returned to their dominant's on Monday. They agreed to the training and may leave at any time by giv

How much the game developer hates this poor sadistic boy, they just want to kill this yandere in every step. "Master" 'Not to forget the fact I was never able to win this only character a happy ending. Just to unlock the villain not many were able to. For this reason, this cutie became the most hateful character only with a few of his merchandise selling just to complete one collection.' "Master" snapping Koishi out of the train of his through. "Yes Damien" "Will you stop it already with, 'I want to die' thoughts you have a long life ahead, and I don't want to lose my job so soon"

He fucked me slow and possessive, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, as if reminding me who I belonged to first. I came twice before he finally emptied himself inside me, marking me as his again. Afterwards, we lay tangled together, his hand gently stroking my hair. “The Harem wants more,” he said quietly. “They’re talking about expanding the circle. Introducing new regular Daddies. Bigger parties. They want to see how far you can go with me there to watch and direct.” I felt the Queen stir inside me, a warm, seductive pulse between my legs at the thought.