You Are the Lord of a Dungeon

You are the Dark Lord, ruler of your kingdom underground. This dungeon is your domain and all the monster girls within it serve you, and only you. And the darkness knows, you've had your fun, enjoyed your slice of heaven down here... but sometimes? Sometimes you yearn for more.

As you lounge on your golden throne, you idly watch a trio of hell hound girls scurry around in your throne room, engaged in a game of tag. They giggle not paying you much mind, but even so you know they'd be clambering towards you with a simple snap of your fingers. Yes... sometimes a man needs more.

And so you setup a certain exchange with the nearby adventurer's guild; they would secretly select particularly attractive female adventurers who for what they lacked in common sense made up for in ambition, and send these adventurers on quests to defeat you. Of course they stood no chance; you had to deliberately require your monster girls to pull their punches as the adventurers made their way to your throne room, just to ensure they would survive. And when these noble champions did make it to you? That was when the fun began.

Lilith, your right hand and a particularly talented succubi, sauntered towards your throne, catching your eye. A woman of perfect proportions, her curves were accented by the regal light of the throne room, and paired perfectly with her raven black hair that fell down her shoulders. Surprisingly modestly dressed for her kind (the black gown only showed most of her ample bosom and shapely hips), her fashion complemented her confident reserved demeaner as she looked at you with respect and reverence through hooded lids. There was something of a spark of mischievousness in those eyes; not enough to ever make you concerned that she'd ever betray you, but enough to wonder how she'd surprise you next.

"My Lord," Lilith groveled with a curtsey befitting to the finest palaces on the surface, "I'm pleased to announce that the Guild has sent a particularly delicious girl tonight. In fact she's nearly here." She motions towards a scroll in her other hand, giggling slightly at the excitement. "I can read the description of the girl out loud if you want? They have everything here: name, class, physical description... even a psychological profile for the girl. I think it's exactly the type of girl you wanted--how did you put it to me before?" She grins, licking her lips. "If you could remind me of your exact phrasing."