Lesbian Dungeon Novels & Stories

Vasperia asked after she noticed they had walks last the mansiom and anything that had to do with houses, well except for a big large building that looked so ancient. “We are going to the dungeon?” She blurted out and fear creeped Into her whole body that she stopped walking. The dungeon! It brought so many unpleasant memories, so many ugly scenes that could make tears bawl from her eyes. It made her remembered helpless she has felt, how weak and hungry she had been. She was drained, she hated Raze , she hated Regan and Bryan and ofcourse she still did not going back to a place that looked like it wasn't in her bucket list. It was a nightmare she was trying to run away from and even if thing

head begin to hurt, as I tried to figure that out as well. I growled. Let go luna I grabbed her arm, that what I need to find out." I growled the words roughly grabbing her to lead her to the dungeon. When I arrived I saw the other luna and Damon stood frozen. It looked they never made it through the front door. They were in place, with eyes wide and jaws to the floor. " Oh great what now?" I grumbled. Moving and pulling Luna along with me. " Ow Jerid please loosen your grip your hurting me." her voice broke some. Which cased me to turn, to her. Loosened my grip a little. Though it was firm enough she wasn't going anywhere. Sorry I apologized leading her the few feet, to the pair. That

“Would either of you mind telling me where I am?” “Dark Moon pack territory, in Mercius.” Lucas answered. “Mercius? I’ve never heard of it. How far away from Zodia are we?” “Zodia?” Selene snorted. “Lucas, I think he’s knocked the sense out of himself or something, nothing he says makes any sense.” I was beginning to become irritated at the lack of useful information from the pair. The more my irritation rose, the worse the itching in my gums became. I was curious about the girl that was my mate, but more then anything I wanted to find the way home.

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

There would be a dripping sound, a dank, putrid smell, a dirt or concrete floor, a chill that wouldn’t leave the air, and heavy chains. He’d not bothered to disabuse her of that notion. The scarier the dungeon was to her, the easier it would be to get her cooperation. In reality, the dungeon was none of those things. If what he’d been told by the servants who had gone to get her belongings was true, the dungeon was nicer than her apartment in the city had been. It was done in black and a tasteful deep red with occasional splashes of other colors like purples and greens and yellows. It had been an inside joke with his previous submissives that the dungeon was the color of death, blood, and br

I stared at what was before me, and a thumping sensation grew so loud that I had to cover my ears. The tunnel is dim, but a few lighting dotted about to help guide the way. Afoot I followed. No sound had yet broken the silence. That continued until we came to a vast area that had been partitioned into dungeons. Inside, you'd find three separate cells. The three little girls, Mauvi, Martha, and Regina, who were still oblivious and silent, were the first to enter the first dungeon. Within the next cage were three women named Lux, Faey, and Zeri, who appeared to be under Miss Zoe's spell.

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

He was really trying to make this work. "Fine," I grumbled. "But if she says one thing I don't like, I'm leaving." "Fair enough," Victor said. Leena quietly excused herself, giving us privacy. I grabbed my jacket, and we left the house together, with Victor leading the way. Abel followed a few steps behind, quiet and watchful. The pack's dungeons were on the far edge of the territory. It was an old stone building that looked like it hadn't been used in years.

"I need to see her, Kaelen. For closure. I won’t be able to truly rest until I know she is contained." "She is contained," Kaelen assured me, his gaze sweeping the darkened corridor. "Triple-locked, wolfsbane dispersed in the air vents, and two guards watching the door. She is heavily sedated, but her venom is potent even when she’s unconscious. She blames you for everything." "I know," I sighed. "That’s why I need to see her." Kaelen nodded curtly and led the way down the winding stone staircase. The Dungeon was rarely used for anything beyond holding low-level rogues before execution. It was deep, dark, and damp, smelling of earth and raw stone.

Her gaze seared the sky, one eyebrow arched in defiance. “Suit yourself…” Her voice dripped with venom. “Do with me as you wish, let them torment. And if I finally succumb, let them roast me like carrion. Descend to earth, so you can feast upon my flesh, and share it with thy messengers of darkness.” As the last words left her lips, thunder boomed, startling her into a step backward. She dropped her gaze and started walking slowly towards Hierós Klōbós. Hierós Klōbós was an old sacred cage, meant for locking up lust wolves to drain their dark powers. But she’d been sleeping there since she was ten because Luna Cheyenne believed she had a demonic energy.