Dungeon Mistress Novels & Stories

“Your life is in danger. You think you’re safe just because you’re away from the mansion? You saw Cyndrel yesterday. She looks like a saint, doesn’t she? Those soft smiles, that gentle voice?” He let out a dry, humorless laugh. “Underneath that fake exterior, she is ruthless. She’s a predator who protects what’s hers with blood.” “She wants you dead, Sandra. Not just gone, but erased. She wants David all to herself, and she won’t let a ‘mistress’ with a pregnant belly stand in the way of her perfect family. Whether you like it or not, I’m the only wall between you and whatever she has planned for you.”

It seems that the two people who were chatting in a very intimate position didn't seem to notice her presence when she came out of the toilet. So Hee opened her ears wide to listen to the conversation of two people who she thought that is very suspicious. "Why? Do you think she's my woman too, be my bedmate, just like you?" Her eyes widened as she overheard their conversation. So, Naomi Lee, the proud athlete of her club and country is a mistress? This is completely unexpected. Naomi Lee is not as innocent as she seems. She grinned, then peeked a little out of curiosity about them. Luckily she always carried her cellphone everywhere, she immediately stole a photo when the man he knew as one

Avril then candidly looked at Rozelyn’s emerald eyes before replying, “Death Summoners are the spawns of the vicious entity that only goes by the name of the Blood Mistress. We never knew her real name. We even doubt that the Blood Mistress is only one person, to be honest.” The Blood Mistress. Rozelyn remembered that name being mentioned by her father’s words in his journal. Beware of her whose middle name is Vendetta The Blood Mistress will never stop in conquering the earth She’s as fast and ferocious like a cheetah Her name will forever bleed for she is the evil rebirth. Her father, despite being a man of science, loves to write poetically. The poem-message that her father left her, made

To think of the hell Alicia went through when Damon married Elizabeth must've been how I was feeling right now. I am such a fool! Hours from now I will be branded as the mistress, a title Rachel once held dearly and which will never be enough for me. "Liliana open the door!" Damon shouted, hitting the door with his might. Amidst all of this little Liliana was my comfort, I pushed the cradle back and forth, watching her sleeping was bliss only that she could be disturbed by Damon. I left her in the cradle and went ahead to attend to Damon before he create anymore drama for the both of us.

The room was once silent again. All the people's attention is on the girl bowing down to them that asked for forgiveness. The most surprised out of them all are the two people who were always with Keila Kitamura. She is their boss and they are her willing human slaves. They admire her for her beauty and elegance and they tried their best to be on her good side and even doing bad things for her. They are the first to know her truth and they are willing to help her but she suddenly avoided them.

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

This is not the kind of silence that is safe; it is the kind of silence that screams danger. I turned to my other companions and motioned for them to enter. I followed them and changed routes in the hopes of finding our target, who may be lurking here somewhere, but after a few more minutes, we could not see any trace of him. The entire property is spotless; there is no evidence that anyone has slept there, even in the kitchen, and the utensils show no indications of usage. Could this just be a... I couldn't think any longer and dashed out of the kitchen.

she replies as she gives me, and I told you so look. “ That’s my kind of girl,” Michael says, again kissing Rebecca’s hand. “So you come for some answers, what do you want to know, maybe I can help?” He asks as he looks at me. I gave him a look and showed him to a private, both out of earshot. Sitting down each with our drinks, I began telling him about everything that happened and what Melicent said. “It’s almost unbelievable, you know that, right? I knew only of one white wolf that looked like that. She was the Luna of the Misty Moon pack but died a few years back when rouges ripped out her heart, but I have some contacts and if there is one, we will find her” as he stands up looking at Re

When I turn towards my door, she speaks up again, "That's your room." " I'm glad you remember. You're already fit to be the mistress of this place." Her hands turn into fists over my shoulders. What? She doesn't like the term 'Mistress'? We can easily change that. I finally set her down on the bed and I stand a few inches away to watch and take in the fact that she's in my space again. I was yet to get over her scent the last time, now that she's here to stay a long time... Well, there'd be no need to step out of this house anytime soon.

I was supposed to be offended by that but somehow I find it cute seeing her do that. It reminded me of our dating days, she was always so cute when she was angry. “I came here to ask how we are going to do this? And are you serious about me being your mistress?” She asks, saying the last part in a serious tone. “It was just to spike you, trust me, though I do want to do naughty things with you but we are going to keep it professional like you said. This is a deal between us, you warm my bed for a year to pay back what you owe.”