Lesbian Dungeon Novels & Stories

“You’re safe now. Don’t be afraid. Gather your friends—we’ll get you out of here. A doctor will see you, and then you’ll be free. It’s over. Follow the men in black shirts.” “Sir, there's a dungeon. My twin sister is down there. Please save her.” “Lead me.” Lucca followed the trembling woman, who was wrapped in a blanket. She led him to a locked door. He shot the padlock open, and she pushed it with difficulty. Inside were about twenty naked, severely abused women. The woman ran to her twin and hugged her tightly. “They’re saving us. Come on.” The women ran out. Lucca noticed a tiny woman crouched in a corner, shaking with fear. He approached gently.

he asked, nervous as he looked behind me. “I want to meet Ilene,” I conveyed in a low voice, wrapping the shawl tightly around me. “Yes Luna,” he said and waved his hand to the left side cells. As I followed that corridor, I noticed that most dungeons were empty and the few that were occupied had wolves who were all shackled to the walls with silver chains. My heart went out to them, but I was sure that Alpha Dane had his reasons to lodge these wolves in the dungeons. Being a Luna wasn’t easy… One had to make their heart stronger than ever.

We just want to be happy together, why do we have to encounter something like this? We walked behind the mansion, from there, there is a door that was connected underground where the dungeon was located. My heart’s beat was getting louder and louder as we descended downstairs. Behind me is Alpha Morris and three shifters that are higher ranked gamma. When we were finally underground, we continued walking until we saw the dungeons. There are prisoners inside that seemed like they’ve been there for a long time. I feel bad for them, they looked so thin, and haven’t had a bath for ages. What about Felix?

she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, but still echoing off the brick old walls. Nicholas didn't respond, his silence fueling her unease. The stairs seemed to spiral downward endlessly, leading them deeper into the bowels of the estate. Finally, they reached a heavy, iron-reinforced door adorned with ancient symbols. Nicholas produced a small key and unlocked the door, revealing a dimly lit vault-like room. "This is the Lycaon dungeon," he said, his voice low and mysterious. Kimberly's eyes adjusted slowly to the darkness. The air was heavy with the scent of wet stone and something primal. She felt a shiver run down her spine.

"What the fuck are we doing in the principals office?," During the early morning hours of the day, two lycan shifters were led into the principal's office by a blonde-haired boy. One of them wore a look of puzzlement and annoyance as though been played while the other keep his gaze keenly on the doors and his nose sniffing the air. He frowned repulsed by a metallic smell and spoke "A dungeon," "Dungeon, what the hell are you talking about?," Liam asked sniffing the air for a distinctive smell which proved Leon's words of an underground prison, "I smell nothing,"

Demeter said, "You must be so sad and miserable from being starved and confined in that dark palace below." Persephone quickly and vehemently shook her head. "No, mother, no really. There are so many things in the boundless Underworld to explore. During my time there, I have seen so many fascinating people and places. There is the Pool of Memory that rests under the shade of a white poplar tree. The pool shows the aspect of memory in physical forms for those who miss their loved ones. Then there's the Vale of Mourning for those who died of broken heart. Also, the Acherusian Lake where the souls would cry out to those they had wronged, asking for forgiveness..."

Four robed what I can only assume is females enter the dungeon and make their way towards me. “Missed me?” I ask as the lead one goes to open the door. “We are moving you” Is all she says as they pile into my small, damp, dingy cell. I smile as I can feel their fear at the thought of them touching me. I let little trickles of my aura seep from me, causing them to hesitate, leaving an opening but before i can make my escape all four women drop to there knees gripping there heads; What the fuck is going on? ‘Mate is here!’ My Lycan says in a stronger voice than I have heard her for a few days.

Dominik Eve’s been different since the trip to Florida. Lighter. More content. And more demanding. It’s as if she’s decided to fully embrace this life, and doesn’t want to waste another moment clinging to propriety. When she asked me to take her to a dungeon, I had no intention of saying no. The place doesn't have a sign. The Vault exists only for those who already know where the door is. The play rooms are buried three stories beneath the pavement of Tribeca, a sanctuary of soundproofed walls, black velvet, and secrets that would topple governments if they ever saw the light of day.

"A private dungeon, just for us, Isla. A place where we can explore our deepest fantasies." Isla's eyes widened as they reached the bottom of the stairs. The basement was indeed a dungeon, equipped with various BDSM apparatus and toys. Whips, chains, and an assortment of restraints adorned the walls, while a large wooden cross stood in the center of the room, its presence both intimidating and intriguing. "Liam, this is..." She struggled to find the right words, her mind overwhelmed by the sight. "I know it might seem overwhelming at first, but trust me, Isla. This is going to be an unforgettable

Damien lubed the sounder, twisting it into Noni's piss-slit, making him thrash and cum hands-free, ropes splattering the sheets. They migrated to the dungeon for the real housewarming, a five-way frenzy. Zeke chained Noni and Eli side-by-side on spreader bars, asses up. Delilah pegged Noni with her girthy dildo, churning his guts while Damien throat fucked Eli. Zeke swapped, double teaming Eli's holes cock in ass, sounder in cock, until the boy sobbed ecstasy. Vibrators buzzed against plugs, whips cracked thighs raw, gags muffled howls. Cum flew: Zeke breeding Noni's cunt, Damien painting Eli's face, Delilah squirting from her harness vibe. They collapsed in a sweaty, bruised pile on the dun