Alone in the Dungeon - Page 1 (Patreon)

Doucette refused to follow orders from the Second Slave of the house. Doucette was sick and tired of commands and daily routines; they ordered them to make girls perfect toys for the rich and noble. Doucette refused to be a slave and rebelled when she could do so. Her dream was not being something that fat Master uses for his pleasure. She had noticed how some girls were accepting their fate. Even her sister had adapted. Doucette could not deny that she would not get horny under long deny when sexual subjects were all around her. But after all, she resisted when she remembered that she was no slave.

Doucette had already learned that she was not afraid of pain. On the contrary, she had realized how much she liked when it hurt. When Mistress or Master punished her, she got horny. Doucette also understood that Mistress didn’t want to hurt her so much that her skin had marks and scars. So she rebelled easily because she knew they were not punishing her very severely. Usually, the Soldier tied her to some uncomfortable position or she was given light flogging that she liked.

Now she was again in the dungeon. She had never been in this part of the caste, but all dungeon halls were similar. Now she waited. Doucette tried to move and stretch herself. She knew that sooner or later, she would get tired, and her limbs would hurt. This dungeon had an open wall blocked with bars a natural balcony that opened to the mountains. Doucette knew that night would be cold. When Siyrik tied her, he also set a few braziers. Those were not for warming. He had also placed some irons to coal. Doucette knew he would not burn her skin, but she was nervous behind her cool.