Lewd Dungeon Adventures Novels & Stories

"Well? Everyone else introduced themselves. Why didn't you? Got something to hide?" I tapped my forehead lightly. "Oh, shoot. You're right. I got so worried that everyone might be thirsty that I totally forgot my turn. Anyway, my name's Cheryl Hewitt. I'm just your average office worker." The five of them traded confused looks, then hurriedly asked, "Have you ever joined a horror dungeon before?" I shook my head. "Nope." Verda immediately snapped, "This is a triple S-rank dungeon! How did you get here with zero experience?"

The dungeon was well lit so she walked in and found Chad dead a sleep on the tiny bed with one of the hand and leg still chained on the dungeon pole. Luna Leila places the food on the small table beside and unchained him slowly. Chad was still sleeping, and he was not even aware of what was going on. Luna Leila removed the sleeping robes and remained in the seductive clothes that exposed her well full breasts, her thighs so flowless. She was well created with an hour glass body. Luna Leila stuck a strand of her hair behind her hair and leaned in his ear and murmured. “Wake up and eat,” She said.

He winks and I roll my eyes. "Go have your bath.... and come have breakfast." "Don't you wanna shower with me...." he says coming over to where I was and nuzzling my neck. I breathe in and quickly move away from him. He's really a badass at flirting. "Stop flirting." I say as I poke his chest slightly He chuckles and walk out of the room to the ensuite bathroom. I sit on the couch as I picked my phone. There was a text from Stacy. *HEY LES, ARRIVED ALREADY HUH?. I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T DEVOURED HIM JUST YET. DON'T FORGET THERE'S C O N DOMS, MAKE SURE TO MAKE GOOD USE OF IT, NOT READY TO BE AN AUNT YET.

My knees were shaking so hard they were drumming a rhythm against the stone floor. The dungeon was a shithole. That was the only word for it. There was one tiny, slit-like window high up near the ceiling, but it didn't let in light so much as it let in the gray suggestion of it. The air was thick. It didn’t just smell bad; it felt heavy, like it was coating the inside of my lungs with grease. It smelled of old, stagnant piss and the sharp, metallic tang of blood that had long since dried into the cracks of the floor. But beneath that, there was a deeper, more sickening scent. It was the cloying, sweet rot of meat left out in the sun—wolves that had been tossed in here and forgotten until the

Alongside my book. "Really?" Dameon said. "Your balls aren't impressive enough to make her want you? You really have to force the puny thing between your legs in her? Little wonder she always looks horrible each morning. Sir Adrienne... No. Lord Adrienne. O High and Mighty Lord of Puny Balls." Dameon snickered and I heard laughter from different angles in the dungeon. From the moonlight that reflected inside the dungeon through the small windows, I saw Adrienne take a turn to Dameon's cell and unlock it.

Oritha and Akiko agreed to check out the mini-game puzzle while Zen groaned at his dungeon. Everything was gold or sparkly, contrasting with the first two dungeons. There was no need to guess who this dungeon belonged to. [Someone has stolen and replaced some valuables with counterfeits. Find them all so that Toad S. Tool can rest in bliss.] Shoulders hunching, Zen sighed and wished the girls in the other dungeon had better luck. === AN: Happy Valentine's Day! I'm still single af T^T

But I can’t seem to think of one person, they had ended up being unable to handle the place and surrendered or they just die. The dungeons in our pack, are in the worst conditions and in extreme darkness, I would not wish on anyone including my enemy, I am scared of the dark, that’s like the only real thing I can say I am scared off, well apart from the Lycan King whom nobody has ever truly seen before, a very old man with a big round belly he had been known with and who is always angry, and derives pleasure in killing slaves and making people suffer, so it has been said by people who have heard about him and served him “ Hmmff ! I will choose the dungeon ten times over “ I thought out loud

Malleteagan’s POV We are slowly but surely advancing down through ill-dimmed, sewer-like channels that separate Oribus from Damnarynth, the next circle of Wengarthria. Now I understand why they call it the way they do. It is a damn labyrinth, although I was told that it got its name from all the damned souls that are built within it. This level of Wengarthria seems like an underworld maze. It is laid out so complexly that it almost reminds of a large underworld ant heap. Ghouls of lost souls loitering around, screeching and beginning for mercy. Arachnoid warriors are protruding and attacking us left, right and centre as we advance through stinky swamp sewage of Damnarynth that reaches my wai

he finally was able to compose a sentence even if it doesn't explain anything to Selena. “He stays in the dungeon? He doesn't have a bed here in the mansion?” Zaden questioned. “He does...he does... but he also has a bad habit...” Theodore paused again and earned a cocked eyebrow from Selena. He sighed out “He likes to... rape she-wolfs and sometimes even humans in that dungeon. He has a vicious taste for sex” Rowana, a female alpha just like Selena explained. Selena gasped in horror as her eyes widened. Zaden stands up from his chair and heads toward her. It was clear in all 10 alphas faces how embarrassed they are with the facts behind the bed in the dungeon.

Sam asked as he sniffled, drawing much air into his lungs, "the stench of blood?” Which was what I was supposed to perceive. The dungeon was not a friendly, so why was I being fed a friendly scent? “Something lemony,” I muttered. Leo howled as the words left my lips and as if drawn by a force, I advanced further into the dungeon, only stopping when I heard the angry grunts. Leo jumped and howled as soon as stopped in front of the doctor who was kneeling with her hands bound behind her and a bag over her head but, her bondage didn't stop her as she tried to fight off the two men that were holding her down. 'Mate,' he howled