Dungeons and Doms

Secret Tunnel

  You gasp as you feel the hot sting of the whip connect with your chest. Your wrists ache against the leather cuffs holding your hands above your head and you hear him chuckle somewhere in front of you. As you blink against your blindfold, hoping to get a peek of something, the whip hits you again and you yelp in surprise. You can feel the ache between your legs grow stronger as the sting slowly subsides.

"Mmm what sweet sounds you make, mia cara." 

 

...

 

  Cardinal opened the door to his quarters and peeked his head slowly out into the hall. No one was usually in this hallway anyways but he was nervous and was overthinking. After his head swung slowly in both directions he leaned back into the room. "I'll be right back, Parmesan," he whispered to his small companion. His rat squeeked in acknowledgment and Copia stepped a foot into the hall. 

  He reached into his back pocket and slid his key in the lock, quickly turning it before jiggling the handle. "Can never be too careful" he mumbled to himself. He rolls his eyes and smirks as the memory of finding a ghoul and a hot sibling of sin in his bed flashed in his mind. Once he is sure his room is secure he walks down the hall and pushes open the door to the narrow spiral stairs that lead to the basement.

His leather shoes glistening and soles dewey in the dim torchlight he continues his descent. His black velvet cape following him in a never-ending swoop, he carefully makes his way further and further below the church. His gloved hand lingers at the corner of the stone wall as he cautiously steps into the lower most hallway of the building. Well, at least that almost everyone else knew about. 

 
  Cardinal makes a stop in front of the seemingly mundane stretch of wall. "Now where did he say it would be?" He mutters. His eyes scan the mismatched stones, and he begins thinking about how long ago this must have been built when his eyes stop on the stone directly in front of him. Not knowing how, he knew it was the one he was looking for. He reaches out to touch it and it slides easily into the wall. "Merda"! he yelps, as the floor slides beneath him. He is suddenly plunged into darkness, thanking Satan quickly when he remembers the lighter in his pocket.

  His gloved thumb slides across the lighter and the tiny fire sparks up in earnest. Copia squints, his eyes adjusting as the flame flickers shadows across the walls. He looks down and notices the final set of stairs he had been searching for. Only having heard about the secret passageway from Papa 3, he wasn't really sure what to expect. They looked the same as the rest of the stairs in the church. "Just creepy as hell in the pitch black" he chuckled nervously. 

  The lighter goes out suddenly and Copia is plunged into darkness again. He quickly flicks it; illuminating his path once more. He walks swiftly down the stairs, hoping there was another light source where he was headed. "Finally" Copia breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes glance over an old wooden door: illuminated by a small light from a sconce on the wall. He was anxious to see what was so great about this secret room Papa had told him about just a couple days earlier. They had been sipping coffee in the main dining hall together, and he had seemed very interested in getting The Cardinal to check it out. "Promise me you'll come see as soon as you have time, Copia," he had said as he peered over his cup of joe. 

Leaning close to the door, he cocks his ear to the side: straining to see if he could hear something. 

  His mouth drops open when he hears a moan. His cheeks flush red, as he realizes he isn't the only one making a secret trip below tonight. He bites his lip to stifle a moan of his own, buldge already swelling against his skin tight pants, and bends down to the key hole as his slides his lighter back into his pocket.