Ero Trap Dungeon Novels & Stories

Still, I shrug in response. The Oz experience was what we gave to new comers. We sent them to a random room, blindfolded, and then they got to experience sex with a stranger. The newbie was Dorothy. And the dom was the wizard. “Why not?” I say finally. Eve smiles. “I’ll keep a good lookout. Felix mentioned some girl was coming.” “I’ll be in my usual room. Room 13.” “Right, boss.” Eve goes to the key cabinet and takes out a long, golden key with a silver 13 keychain on the end of it. I take the thing then head upstairs to my room. I smirk at the sounds of the club.

The scalding heat tore through me, every nerve in my body screaming in silent agony. I tried to cry out, but all that came out were choked, broken gasps. Curled up on the floor, drenched in blood, I barely clung to what was left of my sanity. Luna glanced impatiently at the door, the sound of dogs barking still echoing outside. "Throw her in with the dog!" she ordered. They lifted me off the ground, dragging me toward the door. A thick trail of blood snaked across the once-pristine floor. Quinn frowned slightly, stepping in front of me. "That's enough."

Ivy strangled its arches, and broken stained-glass windows let in shards of light. This was Sanctuary. Damien ran a hand over the mossy wall. “Eve walked here,” he whispered. “She brought Null here, too.” Aurora placed her hand on his. “And she left the way out.” Null held up the drone. “Shall I?” He launched it above the roofline. The drone’s camera feed flickered to life on Aurora’s handheld monitor, revealing a concealed trapdoor set into the chapel floor, just beneath a fallen beam. They moved swiftly, removing the debris and lifting the heavy hatch.

The Command The subway ride felt like it took hours. I sat on the plastic seat, my leg bouncing up and down. Every time the train screeched to a halt, I checked my phone. No more messages. Just that one command. Come now. I didn't go through the main lobby this time. David had sent a follow-up text with a code for a side entrance, a service passage that smelled of concrete and cleaning supplies. It was a maze of grey hallways, far away from the marble and the security cameras. I followed his directions until I reached a small, unmarked elevator.

I was a little embarrassed. "What? Why are you still sitting there?" "I can't get up just yet, angel," Jeremy said. "And why not? I'll help you up!" I growled. "Really?" "Of course!" He gestured at himself, and I looked at where he pointed. I saw a huge tent in his pants. Then, I glared at him. "You pervert!" "Don't worry, angel. I'll only be a pervert to you." He gave me an amorous look.

Every step they took echoed in the empty space, the sound bouncing off the metal walls. They reached a section of the warehouse that looked like it hadn’t been touched in years—dust coated the floor, and old crates were stacked haphazardly against the walls. But then she saw it—a trapdoor, partially hidden beneath a pile of discarded boxes. It was small, barely noticeable, but unmistakable. Erica’s heart raced as the man crouched down and pulled the door open, revealing a narrow staircase leading into darkness. The air that wafted up from below was musty and stale, like it hadn’t been disturbed in years.

Step by step, I moved closer to the ground floor. I forced myself to inhale and exhale, certain that if I didn't, I'd pass out before finding a way to reach Deloris. Like the second level, the first floor was quiet. Only the hum of the air conditioning dominated the air as I moved along the corridor I'd walked earlier in the day. Alton's office was risky, but I knew without a doubt it contained a telephone. I took a deep breath as I reached for the door handle. Would it be locked?

The air inside was cool and damp, and the walls were lined with glowing crystals that illuminated the path. As they ventured deeper into the cave, they encountered various earth-based traps and obstacles. Allan used his shadows to create pathways through the traps, and Alex manipulated the rock, creating safe passages. The traps were intricate and deadly, designed to thwart any who dared to seek the Earth Relic. Sharp spikes of rock shot up from the ground, and deep chasms opened beneath their feet. Allan’s shadows allowed him to sense the traps before they were triggered, guiding the group through the treacherous terrain. Alex’s manipulation of the earth allowed him to create bridges over t

"Where is my mate?" Gerard claws at my hand trying to free himself from my grasp. But I only close my fingers around his neck tighter. His face turns blue as he gasps for air. Eventually his eyes roll back in his head and he passes out from lack of air. Dropping him to the ground he collapses like a large sack of potatoes. Walking over to the edge of the heavy rug that covers his floor, I flip over the corner, revealing the trap door underneath. I fling the trap door open and grab Gerard by his ankle and toss him down into his own cellar of hell.

she asked. Jack nodded and wiped his hands on his thighs before picking his controller up. “Yep.” Dianna started the game and watched as Jack directed his character to enter the dungeon. The dungeon was actually a cave, and in the game, the players enter the cave to take shelter from a storm. Unfortunately, the cave isn’t empty and they stumble upon Eror, a half-serpent, half-woman monster, and her young. Jack lasted forty-five seconds before Eror bit his head off.