Novel & Cerita Mistress Dungeon

She hates that I see it. I hate that I feel a crack in my chest where her fear lodges like a thorn. *** Minutes pass in silence. I force my wolf back down where he belongs — but he paces anyway. He’s never been this restless. Never prowled for a mate like this, not since— No. That door stays shut. She shifts, breaking my thoughts. “How far to Blackthorn?” “Hours.” “Will I be locked in a tower?” she mocks. “A perfect little Luna doll to show your men?”

“I’ve already said it, nothing is going on between us. “I don’t want to be here if it means the two of you are going to get divorced. “If you hadn’t sent my mother after me, causing her to make a scene at my place every day, Joseph wouldn’t have felt sorry that I couldn’t rest properly and brought me here.” It was true—I had encouraged Marcy. After all, a mother beating a daughter who became a mistress fit social morals rather well. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and smiled. “Monica, being a mistress isn’t as simple as you think. “From the very first day you climbed into his bed, you should’ve known this was the consequence. “And all this? This is only the beginning.” Monica flushed

Then, the sound we both feared echoed through the house. “Honey? Are you almost done in there?” It was Cyndrel. She was just downstairs, probably finishing up dinner, completely unaware that her husband was fucking his mistress in his study. My eyes flew open, and I looked at David with pure panic. My eyes pleaded with him, silently begging him to finish this before we were caught. He increased the pace, his thrusts becoming harder and more urgent. He was relentless, his movements powerful as he drove us both toward our climax.

“What’s the matter? Why are you a bit aggressive today?” She didn’t like that side of him. It was darker. No woman would like bad boys, but if he can bring heaven to her, she’d like to accept it. Stacy never desired to hook up with someone like Zach, her longtime crush since high school, but the temptation couldn’t be resisted. She still gave up with her higher standards, looking down at her past self, breaking the promise she’ll not go near Zach again. Stacy found herself ridiculous, sometimes. She waited for a long time only to be a mistress. She was a fool in love, that only one tap in a shoulder… she sacrificed her body to make love.

Eren moaned in relief. Then she made him watch a replay. A screen above them played Gabriel’s orgasm on loop. His shame. His raw submission. Eren’s cock throbbed. But Mistress leaned in and whispered. “You don’t get to cum tonight.” He whimpered. Mistress stood before the room. Hands on both leashes. “These are mine,” she declared. No one challenged her.

Leaving the others to their post-coital bliss, they descend into the depths of the mansion, to a place where pleasure and pain intertwine: the dungeon. The air down here is thick with the scent of leather, metal, and something vaguely antiseptic. Chains hang from the ceiling, glinting in the dim light cast by flickering torches. Various implements of torture and pleasure line the walls: whips, paddles, restraints, and more. Mia runs a gloved hand along a row of gleaming knives, a predatory smile playing on her lips. "Ready to play, Daddy?" she purrs, her voice dripping with a dangerous sweetness.

Mistress – A Tainted Identity Part 2 Author’s POV "Look at her attitude, highly as if she is a princess of somewhere whereas she is just his mistress, bed warmer bitch” “Do you remember how proud her father used to be on how beautiful his daughter is, now see she is using her beauty to seduce a man who can satisfy her branded needs" "I would rather die than become someone's mistress, flitty piece of shit” “What a piece of meat she is, I want to fuck her raw and rough”

Ada Wong, the renowned freelance spy, found herself in a precarious position. After infiltrating Castle Dimitrescu in the heart of the Eastern European mountains, she was captured by the enigmatic and alluring Alcina Dimitrescu. The mistress of the castle had a sinister plan for Ada and the other captive, a young woman named Evelyn. Alcina, with her striking beauty and an air of authority, stood before the bound women. "Welcome to my castle, my dears. You will serve a vital purpose here." Her voice was smooth like silk, yet laced with an underlying menace.

Violet whisper-yelled and followed him through the midst of busy guards, going about their daily routines while Violet and Cryston walked through like they were invisible. They arrived at a smaller space at the back of the mansion revealing a tiny place with shade and stiff gate made of steel. Violet shuddered and her stomach sunk. What if her mother wasn't inside? She tightened her hold on her fist as Cryston unlocked the gate to the dungeon. It was all smooth to be true.. “What are you waiting for? Get in!” Cryston yelled irritably. Violet exhaled with her mouth and entered inside the dungeon, she moved to the end of the dark room only to see a wooden bed. Laying on it was a beautiful woma

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave