Tossed in a dark room

The lizardmen stood there, arguing among themselves, until one, much larger and older-looking than the rest, made a sort of extra-loud trilling, which silenced the rest. A brief spurt of sounds followed, after which one of the lizardmen went to the counterweight and untied it. Venus fell unceremoniously to the floor, slamming into it with an "OOMPH!" as she landed on it. To her credit, winded though she was, she still fought like a wildcat to get free of the net.

The lizardmen ignored her efforts, simply hefting the net between two of them, and dragging her off up the hall, towards the door. Before she knew it, she heard something slide aside, and she was carried into a small room, where she was shaken free of the net. She fell face down, her breasts smashing painfully into the dirt floor beneath her. The lizardmen left without a sound, slamming shut the door behind them. The room plunged into pitch darkness, and Venus was left to pick herself up.

Sitting up, she could tell she was battered and bruised, but otherwise unharmed. Damn, she should have been paying more attention for traps. There wasn't anything she could do about it, though, and she turned her mind to her current predicament. Aside from being pitch black, the room was cold and musty. Her nipples reacted, hardening to painful nubs. She stood, and headed towards where she remembered the door to be. Arm outstretched, she bumped into a massive stone slab. She could feel a faint draft coming from around it. She swore, as there was no way she could move something that massive.

With one hand against the wall, she began to work her way around the room, feeling for any other signs of an exit. Ten minutes, a stubbed toe, and a battered knee later, she had found another draft, roughly opposite the one they brought her in through. This one didn't seem to be coming from a stone slab, however, merely through a crack in the dirt wall at the back of the room. A brief test of the dirt around the crack revealed she could dig her way out through it, but it would take her a lot of time.

At that moment, she heard the slab slide open again, and she spun to face the door. Two of the lizardmen had entered, though all she could see of them was murky outlines backlit against the doorway.