Mistress Dungeon Novels & Stories

I was able to get myself out of Beatriz hide out. If I had stayed in there any longer I think I might just die. I ran up to the last floor of the mansion, there was a separate room and the only room on that floor, the room has been restricted for a while but today it was open--- maybe the maids are about to clean it, they do that twice a month.

However, the man doesn't want to go on fantasy adventures with nightclub girls. Adrian is a possessive and arrogant type of man so he doesn't want his woman to have a special relationship with another man. Adrian was interested in an intimate relationship because of a guarantee from his business colleague about the woman who would be his mistress. The woman is an office worker and doesn't have a boyfriend or husband, so Adrian decides to meet Raisa first at his apartment. Adrian wanted to try the intimate relationship for just one month. If the woman can't give him the pleasure he wants, then the intimate relationship will be terminated.

One unread message on her secure, hidden account. Domica, the screen name read. Mistress. Queen. Goddess. She logged in. The interface was sleek—velvet black with deep crimson accents. The Velvet Room was an online lounge, exclusive and encrypted, where anonymity was law and reputation was everything. In this world, she wasn’t Dominique. She was Domica. Mistress of the Room. Crusher of men. Queen of pain and praise. Tonight, two subs had messaged her for a session. She scanned their bios, fingers idly tracing her lips. One begged to be degraded. The other wanted to be ignored while she humiliated someone else. They both paid well. They both bored her.

Her heels rattled down the hallway as she tried to find his way to her room. The receptionist downstairs had been more than ready to let her into his room. Not surprising. The billionaire playboy must have frequented this place with numerous women whom he barely knew their names. It's just a mission, Emily told herself as she approached The room. All I have to do is have sex with him and secure my place as his personal assistant, steal from him and leave him forever. He's never even going to see it coming. She had no idea how much longer she would keep crossing paths with Edmund Hamilton.

It seems that the two people who were chatting in a very intimate position didn't seem to notice her presence when she came out of the toilet. So Hee opened her ears wide to listen to the conversation of two people who she thought that is very suspicious. "Why? Do you think she's my woman too, be my bedmate, just like you?" Her eyes widened as she overheard their conversation. So, Naomi Lee, the proud athlete of her club and country is a mistress? This is completely unexpected. Naomi Lee is not as innocent as she seems. She grinned, then peeked a little out of curiosity about them. Luckily she always carried her cellphone everywhere, she immediately stole a photo when the man he knew as one

Though she had never stepped into a five-star hotel, Nadine knew this room was as grand as the ones she had only seen on television. “Sir, I swear. I’m not a spy,” she stammered, kneeling on the floor. Her hands clasped together in front of her chest, trembling in fear. “If I’m lying, you may kill me, Sir. I only work here. I wear a hat so people won’t notice my face. My friend told me this place is dangerous, full of drunk guests. The hat belongs to her. I’m not in disguise — I’m just a worker, Sir.” Justine’s eyes narrowed. A crooked smile curled on his lips — cold and menacing.

"Sophie knows about the penthouse now. It’s not safe for you to stay there. Be a good girl, Sophia." Because I was "sensible," I had agreed to be his shadow for five years.Now, he was trying to coax me into being his kept mistress, hidden away in a different cage while he played house with his wife. I pushed him away hard.Just as I opened my mouth to tell him to go to hell, a piercing wail from Sophie echoed from the front hall.

Then I bit down hard on Jack’s arm and tore off a piece of flesh. At the same time, the horror game activated, and both Jack and I were pulled into the dungeon. The moment we entered the dungeon, the boss opened its scarlet eyes and exhaled cold breath. “Found you.” This dungeon was called "The Count’s Treasure", with ten players entering—six men and four women. A cold electronic voice echoed in our minds. "The Count liked collecting shiny things. But not long ago—zzzt… its most beloved treasure was stolen by humans. Players, please help the Count retrieve its treasure… zzzzt…"

~ EXPLICIT ~ (dub/con) Mistress is so lovely to me. As long as I’m good and do as I’m told, I don’t get punished, and she gives me the candy stuff whenever she visits, which is quite often. Sometimes she spends hours with me, but that’s only when Master has to be away. She’s also been letting me out of my cage, but today, I’m being taken out of the room. “Now, little bird, you must remember to be on your best behavior during this dinner. Others, like you, will be here with their owners as well, but you are not allowed to talk to them; I’m the only one you talk to. Do you understand?”

Li Wei puzzledly inquired. Nawa was stunned by the girl's quick smile. She exclaimed with enthusiasm. "Congratulations! You've gained membership in the Monster Slayer Guild. Starting tomorrow, we can party and concentrate on sneaking into the dungeon to hunt creatures. This particular monster on the Ground Floor is worth the same as a C-grade monster. It's not as inexpensive as the pimp woman gave you earlier. When Nawa brought up the White Fox Mistress, her voice was filled with hatred. Li Wei continues to carve.