Mistress Dungeon Novels & Stories

I have been with him when he was a child,and he grow up to be fond of me though he is really cruel, he beats me up sometimes" She smiles What how can he beat up a woman close to be his mother or even older than his mother? That sassy arrogant bastard!! Who does he think he is huh?! "You okay miss? She asked and i smiled nodding "Am Mrs Dara anyway" "Am Sera" I says "Mam please am I the first mistress here? I added She smiled"I think you are the twelfth " "What? Twelfth?! I almost yelled "Yes and some ends up leaving in months or years after he is done with him, some ones who tried to escape before there time ends up died and there body sent to her family"

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

Christine asked in the most serious voice she had ever spoken in. "Nothing. I am just an extremely horny woman who needs satisfaction that's all!" Ruth answered. "You don't understand Christine and I don't blame you, you have never known the forbidden yet sweet touch of a man before, but trust me when I say this, if you find a man that does not fulfill his fetish neither does he do yours, then you should dump him and move on," Ruth said to Christine in a tender voice.

“My answer is no, Mr Miller. I will not become your side whore....” “Language, Ms. Robinson.” Jack suddenly interrupted her. “And you won't be what you're calling it. You'll be my lover. My secret lover entitled with everything.” “Saying it with fancy words doesn't change the fact about what you just asked of me, Mr Miller. A mistress, a secret lover or a side chick, whatever you might call it, it's still horrible, and I'm not that kind of woman.” Ana showed how disappointed she was before she looked away. If not that they were inside a moving car, she would have already gotten down from the car.

Yet, for some reason, the moon goddess made me mated to Alpha Kael’s sons. “You look beautiful,” a maid said as she applied berry juice to my lips, accentuating the color. My heart raced, but I took a deep breath to control it. The brothers hadn’t spoken to me personally after my wolf revealed they were my mates, nor had they said anything to their father, Alpha Kael. Here I was, being dressed up as the official mistress, a life I never wanted. Tears rolled down my cheeks, but I quickly wiped them away. The maid dressing me noticed and stared at me with pity. Another maid entered and asked, “Is she ready? The Alpha is waiting.”

he asked finally, “What brings me here?” Susan repeated incredulously, “Your guard forced me to come here,” “I meant what are you doing here… at my club?” “Do you ask everyone who comes here this question?” she retorted, “Do you kidnap everyone, bring them to your….” She paused and looked around with disgust she didn't even bother to hide, “Den of iniquity… Or whatever the hell this place is… And then ask them what they are doing here… Or is it just me?”

I begged him to give me a chance and he told me that the only way he could give me a chance was if I could last a session with a mistress. I did the research and even then I was not prepared for what was in store. He took me to this beautiful house and introduced me to his lady friend, her name was Mistress p, at the time I didn't know what the P stood for. He told me that he was going to leave me with her and that he would pick me up the following day. Mistress P was a goddess of seduction, from the moment I laid eyes on her, I was already hypnotized.

"Very good. You are going to need that mindset going into a place like that. Observe the ladies well, because if you walk as rigid as you stand, they will catch on quickly. I know you are there to get information, but you won't do that behind bars. With that being said, there are two different spots Laylia likes to go. One is her room where she stores documents and the likes, the other is the dungeon. The dungeon use to be a place for...less mild play. But recently, she has been harboring a prisoner down there. I am not sure what for, so it would be best if you found your information while is down their. From what I understand, she mostly visits at night, so you should have an hour time fram

Curious, I asked the others, "Why is her dungeon open 24/7 anyway?" The siren, holding onto her one surviving bag of spicy human jerky, explained while hissing from the heat. "She's waiting for someone." "Who?" "The previous boss of her dungeon, the only SSSSS-rank boss in the entire game." The crow flapped its wings excitedly. "I know, I know! I was lucky enough to meet her once when I was young. She gave me a bottle of super glue. Ever since then, my eyeballs don't fall out nearly as much!

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