Lustful Dungeon

“Of course! My rooms naturally fill with fitting supplies based on what they are, and my monsters are able to put those to use. Mind, their traps aren’t as complex as built in ones, since they can’t really alter my structure much, but you’d be surprised what a well placed snare or tripwire can do~”

“Submissive monsters are a lot less common, simply because adventurers tend not to trust them so they don’t work out great, but I do have them~ Obviously there are succubi, but for a creature that puts, let’s be real, actual effort into seduction, dopplegangers work very well, changing into various forms they think will work best, using finesse instead of natural aptitude. But then things get more interesting~ I have various rooms in my dungeon that are actually beneficial to adventurers, to tempt them into going further~ There’s a lovely hotspring, and it’s staffed by just the cutest nymphs, who will do anything to make you relax~ And there’s a few healing shrines in some rest points, and I’ve got some adorable homunculi nurses staffing those, though I don’t think you’d see the uniforms they wear in a hospital, if you catch my drift~ Close to what you’re talking about are some Alraune who instead of getting forceful from the start, instead let adventurers come to them~ Of course, the trick there is they don’t actually let you leave if you try~”

Just remember, you can’t actually fuck Eros, she doesn’t have a real body.

“But of course! They’re rarely as complex, mind you, area traps that don’t kill or maim their victims are a bit trickier to craft after all. For some random examples, I might install floor grates above a large tentacle pit, with some kind of trigger letting them free so the tentacles can reach through the holes and ensnare the group~ Or another one is a variation on poison gas traps, sealing up a room and steadily pumping it full of aphrodisiac gas. If they don’t escape in time, they’ll be too overcome with lust to do anything~ That one actually works better in groups, since the adventurers will typically wind up turning on each other faster than it would normally take to become too horny to even think~ Mmmm, it’s just so fun to watch~”

“Bold of you to assume I don’t have them already~ They’re masters of traps and ambushes, taking adventurers by surprise and having some quick fun~”

If you want to stand a chance of beating the Halls of Eros, you best bring a party. Most of her bosses (and plenty of her traps and monsters) possess some kind of trick or strategy that lets them cause a lot of trouble for a single target, but are unable to use it on multiples. Of course, Eros in no way advertises this fact, and loves to see foolish adventurers attempt a solo run~

“Since I have them on the mind, I’ll be starting this one off with some toys of mine~” We wish Jill luck, I doubt anybody will be hitting the off switch on that thing for... quite some time.

“There’s a variety available. Most are variations on the classic, strapping someone in a set position and having a pistoning dildo have its way, but there are others. Sybian inspired traps that use a vibrating element held in place, or even traps where the toys themselves stay put, but the victim is forced to move through some method, be it mechanical or more directly magical. Related the first category I discussed are ones that replace pistoning elements with, say, a rotating string of beads~ Or for when I’m more sadistic, traps that while automatically dish out spankings or whippings~ The meaner ones put the victim in some form of predicament~ While I haven’t managed to turn it into a trap yet, a potential destination for some captives is a treadmill that forces them to keep walking while a string of soft beads runs along their crotch. Slow down too much and it’ll give them a smack on the ass to remind them to pick up the pace~”

As it turns out, she was being watched indeed. Dominus kept a close eye as she tried out a new method of dealing with adventurers. She’d left some valuable item on the floor of her Arena and found a hiding place. When Jill reached down to pick it up, some of the many chains lying on the floor shot to life, wrapping around her arms and forcing her to stay bent over. “My, my, my,” a sultry voice purred from behind the mage, “what do we have here~? Oh, you’re going to be fuuun~”

It’s a good thing Nyx has her shadow portals to help her out, considering she’s stumbled onto the Werewolf Breeding Pack. Does result in something of a loop though: they want to fuck her until she’s completely filled for cum, and she wants to keep putting the cum in her shadow portals so she doesn’t get knocked up. She just better hope the werewolves give out before her ability to maintain that trick does...

Eros is gonna give him too options: either join as one of her elite monsters, and have succubi and adventurers regularly bouncing on his dick, or get chained down and turned into a one man sperm bank, with succubi constantly bouncing on his dick~

Turns out, fighting Fergus solo goes very poorly. The minotaur had had his fun with her after the fight, but in the end, she was being sent down to the Orc Fortress. Right now she’s awaiting her turn on the Breaking Row, the chains both keeping her extra contained, and making sure she had to watch as well as listen~

A particular favorite feature for monsters (or adventurers who somehow bribe their way in to see it in action) is the Breaking Row. A frequent fate of freshly caught adventurers, this room holds a large row of pillories, leaving the captives side by side with each other, bent over at the waist for maximum humiliation. The acoustics of the room are a mixture of natural and enchanted, with the end result being that the sound of moans and flesh on flesh becomes completely overpowering, an orchestra of sex all that can be heard when the room is in full swing (and outside of major attacks, it almost always is, there’s no rest to be found here). Eros made sure to indulge a little extra sadism though: one wall of the room is a row of cells containing those scheduled to be put on the row next. Through the iron bars they can watch the fate that awaits them, and are forced to listen as cries for mercy turn into moans for more.