Novel & Cerita Mistress Dungeon

I held and squeezed Ruth’s hand, who still sat frozen on the sofa. "Sarah, wait!" Derrick called out. "Where are you going?" Kendall whined as Derrick pulled away from her and ran after me. Sonia looked bewildered as Derrick chased me. "Sarah, wait!” Finally, Derrick caught up to me. "What now?" I asked, annoyed. "We’re getting back together, right? Don’t worry about Kendall. She’ll accept being the mistress because you’ll always be my wife," Derrick said shamelessly. "Hey, Derrick, sleeping with a hooker has messed up your brain, huh? Speak with some sense. Now move. I’m leaving."

“Young Master, I have managed to find out the blueprint of Jupiter club.” Morris pointed at the huge screen, “In the basement, they have a secret and vast lobby. Only VIP members can access that area. You have already received the black card from Mr. Crook to attend the masquerade ball of that area but that is not enough. We need a key to enter their dungeon ground.” Keir was listening to Morris' explanation very attentively. He asked gravely, “What is in that dungeon ground?” Morris cleared his throat and began again, “A place to enhance the carnal desire. You can get every illegal thing- drugs like aphrodisiac or cocaine, sex slaves who are mostly kidnapped from the royal families of Werew

He made a call on the radio and he was told Riley was about five minutes away. The sergeant asked all of us, "Is anyone not here of their own free will?" Yes, definitely questions about the dungeon. We all answered we were here of our own free will. "What's with all the bondage gear in the house?" He asked. "I'm a dominatrix," Mistress Dark replied. "My name is Michelle Sombre. I own this house. These are my two submissives, Rose and Penelope. I run a submissive training business under the name of Mistress Dark. You can find me on the web. The other three are here for training. They are to be returned to their dominant's on Monday. They agreed to the training and may leave at any time by giv

I felt a cold shiver run down my spine as I was led toward the dungeon, a place I never thought I would find myself, all because of my husband's mistress. The entrance to the dungeon is a crumbling stone archway, overgrown with twisted vines and dark moss. A faint glow was the only source of light in this dark place. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and decay because it was filled with waste from the other prisoners who were punished here. "This is where you will be staying, dear wannabe Luna," one of the guards sneered, his voice dripping with mockery.

Despite the fact that she was employed by the young master, she was not entirely familiar with him. Looking around, I realized I'd made a mistake. "Let's go, shall we? Prepare a carriage and a week's worth of food. Leave it to me to deal with the guards." Everyone soon returned to their work, and I followed Rui as she brought me to the only neighbouring dungeon that was close to Cloud City. "Young Master, here is the dungeon. Arachnid monsters predominate in this C-rank dungeon's population. The majority of them are rare rank, but occasionally we see mystic and even unique level arachnid queens." Rui elaborated.

I made the next appointment before I left. I called Mistress Dark and asked if I could stop by and see her right now. She said she'd be happy to spend a little time with me though she expected to use me when I was there. I didn't mind being used, so agreed to her terms. Rose greeted me at the door with a kiss and led me back to the dungeon. Mistress Dark currently had one male and two female slaves in training. The male was currently licking MD's cunt while Slut fucked his ass with a strap on. He was learning how to ignore what happened to him while paying attention to her pussy. He seemed to be doing fairly well, so I assumed it wasn't the first time he'd done it. She was seated in a chair,

[DUNGEON - DIMLY LIT AND DANK CELL] The dungeon is a grim and shadowy place, the walls lined with cold, damp stones that seem to seep misery. Meagia was laying on the floor with dishevelled hair and eyes filled with desperation, slowly regaining consciousness on a cold, stone floor. Her eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light filtering in from a small, barred window high above.

She smiled with her eyes half-closed, telling me stories from Orion’s childhood, when suddenly a figure rushed forward and slapped the bouillabaisse out of her hands. The soup splashed all over her face and clothes, even into her eyes. I didn’t have time to demand an explanation. Neither did Mr. Hale. We hurried to wipe her clean. However, Vera refused to let it go. "Lyra, do you even know what kind of place this is? This is Mooncrest Pavilion! Where did trashy, poor people like you come from? You can’t even finish a bowl of bouillabaisse without packing it up, and you still have the nerve to eat here?"

It is lyk karma’s dealing wth both wife and husband* *She had been parading as the #1 heiress of the country for the past decade, who knew that she was a bitch who grew up at some rundown orphanage at the darkest downtown. No offense to all normal orphans with all their moral compass function* *Can you believe the mistress’ family were working under her because she was the supposed #1 heiress, I wonder what they would do now that the whole stuff has blown up in their face* *I heard the mistress was harassed at work too…poor girl.*

“So what do you want, Alpha?” I let the silence drag for a moment. The fire crackled in the fireplace, soft and sharp. “I have an offer for you,” I said finally. She frowned. “An offer?” “Yes. You’ll stay here, under my protection. You’ll have food, shelter, safety. In exchange, you’ll serve as my mistress.” Her expression froze, then twisted into shock and disgust. “Your what?” “You heard me.” I met her gaze steadily. “I could have killed you, but I didn’t. I’m offering you something better than death.”