Split the pair up

Caleb paused, turning around to face his naked bound sister without starting at her. “Jessica… maybe we should go back.”

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Naamah wasn’t watching the wannabe adventurers very closely, already setting up the next two rooms, one for each of them, when she heard it. They wanted to quit already?! Unacceptable!

The dungeon lord rushed to her viewing font, to hear the two debate about going home. The boy seemed to have reached his limit, and felt shame for outing her in this position, while she was trying to be strong for him. Looking at the readings, the demon guessed by her arousal numbers mixed with the guilt, the little cleric was enjoying either the bondage or her dressed cute brother much more than she’d like to admit. And the warrior hadn’t stopped touching his body or the vibrating underwear since he dawned them. No! This pair was too perfect to let escape this soon!

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“But we already have enough info to… oh wait, has that door been there this whole time?” Caleb noticed a similar break in the wall from the first treasure room. He wasn’t sure if he was more excited for powerful treasure, or dreading what it might be.

Jessica chanted, causing the door to swing open. “You know no arms may be a pain, but wow the payoff. Oh, um… not like I like any of this!” She corrects with a blush. ‘Stupid stupid! He’s gonna think you’re enjoying this wonderfully weird sensation’ she thought. ‘Who knew bondage felt so right? My goddess I must be a perv, enjoying this!’ She blushed with shame at her arousal.

Inside was a chest like before, so they stepped inside. However, it took them a minute to realize suddenly both were alone!

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The dungeon lord felt a bit of pride watching these two’s confusion. It was simple, her dungeon connected different disjointed rooms seamlessly with special magic. To those inside it looked like a solid structure of connected halls and rooms, but from the outside every section was fully seperate, and could be connected or rearranged at a whim. So just as one entered, she quickly swapped the rooms with an identical room. Well… almost identical.

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Caleb hasn’t noticed his sister wasn’t right behind him as he approached the large chest. He poked it with his sword… ok not a mimic. After some quick work it was opened, and as he looked inside his face dropped… yep more for his set, he was sure.

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“Caleb? Caleb!” The cleric called. She wasn’t sure how, she looked away for a moment and she was alone. Shit shit, she turns around, door is shut again. Before she can cast a spell, she hears movement. Turning around, feeling ****, she hopes it’s caleb… but the torch lit room all that is there is the large chest. Wait… is it closer? Should she try a spell? It may be trapped with a counter spell, she’d rather not risk it without examining it, but something felt wrong.

Glancing around, she approached the chest. Wait, maybe there’s a clue inside, some kind of dungeon puzzle. At least that was her hope, as she had no other ideas on what to do or what’s going on. ‘Wait, is that letters?’ She bends close to the front, trying to read when… clomp!

In an instant the mimic opened its top and leaped forward, encompassing the tiny blonde’s upper body in one bite. Already it’s tentacles wrapped the poor thing, ready to subject the girl to a fresh new humiliation!