【Request】 Alice Margatroid x Touhou (91 IMG) FULL SET
Added 2025-04-10 08:31:14 +0000 UTCThe letter trembled in Alice’s hands, its wax seal bearing the unmistakable crest of the Laurent family—a serpent coiled around a sword. The weight of it made her stomach churn.
"Young Miss… a letter from Master Alex. It bears his personal seal."
Jennie’s voice was barely above a whisper, her eyes downcast. Alice swallowed hard. She had heard the rumors—Alex Laurent, the youngest heir to the Laurent fortune, was a man who collected women like jewels and discarded them just as easily. And now, with her family’s name in ruins, their debts piling like a noose around their necks, he had sent for her.
Her fingers tightened around the parchment. "He wants me at his manor… tomorrow. As if I’m some prize to be claimed." The words blurred before her. There was no choice. Refusal meant ruin. Acceptance meant… she didn’t dare finish the thought.
The Laurent Manor loomed before her, its gilded gates swinging open as if anticipating her arrival. Charlotte, a maid with sharp eyes and a practiced smile, greeted her with a curtsy. "Welcome, Miss Alice. Master Alex has been… eagerly awaiting you."
The way she said it sent a shiver down Alice’s spine.
Her chambers were obscenely lavish—silk sheets, perfumed air, a vanity lined with jewels she had no right to touch. For a fleeting moment, she dared to hope. "Maybe… maybe this won’t be hell. Maybe he’s not the monster they say."
Then the door opened.
Alex Laurent filled the doorway, his smirk as sharp as the rumors painted him. Before she could speak, his hands were on her, his mouth crushing hers in a kiss that stole her breath. "Mmm… not bad for a noble virgin," he murmured against her lips, his grip bruising. "Let’s see how much better you can be."
She gasped as his fingers found the laces of her dress, peeling her apart like ripe fruit. His touch was relentless—thumbs circling her nipples until they stiffened, fingers dipping beneath her soaked panties, teasing her until her thighs trembled. "Such pretty tits… and all mine," he mused, his breath hot against her ear. "Worth every coin of your family’s debt."
Alice arched as pleasure coiled tight in her belly, her body betraying her with every shudder. "Ah! W-wait, I’m—!"
But he didn’t wait.
His cock was obscene—thick, veiny, jutting proudly between them. Alice’s breath hitched. "H-holy—! That’s… that’s impossible…!"
Alex chuckled darkly, fisting her hair and guiding her mouth to him. "Good girl… now take more."
She gagged as he filled her throat, tears spilling down her cheeks. His groans vibrated through her, his grip unrelenting. "Fuck… swallow it all, wife."
The taste of him was overwhelming, salty and thick, but she obeyed, her tongue darting out to catch every drop. "Mmm… salty," she murmured, daring to meet his gaze. "Do I get a reward for being obedient?"
His grin was wolfish.
The bed creaked beneath them as he spread her thighs, his cock pressing against her dripping entrance. "Such a pretty, greedy pussy… already begging for me."
Alice’s nails dug into the sheets as he sheathed himself inside her, the stretch bordering on painful. "You’re tighter than I imagined," he growled, snapping his hips forward. "Moan louder. Let the servants hear."
She couldn’t help it—her back arched as pleasure tore through her, her walls clenching around him. "I’m—! CUMMING—!"
Alex groaned, his thrusts turning erratic. "Take it… get bred."
When he finally spilled inside her, she was dizzy with it, her thighs slick with his release. "You… came so much," she panted, dazed. "Are you trying to drown me?"
He only laughed, flipping her onto her stomach. "This cunt belongs to me now."
Weeks blurred together in a haze of sweat and sin. Alex took her in every way imaginable—bent over the desk, riding him atop the silk sheets, even pressed against the window where the staff could see. And with every encounter, Alice’s resistance crumbled.
"Hes reaching so deep... in this position... I love it..."
Her thoughts shamed her, but her body craved more.
When the pregnancy was confirmed, Alex fastened a jeweled collar around her throat, his smirk triumphant. "Look at you… my blushing, knocked-up bride."
Alice touched her swollen belly, a slow smile curving her lips.
"Who knew being owned… could feel this good?"
