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Princess Alicia in the Alchemist's City {darkest_fate&Sugo}

darkest_fate

machina erotica
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Princess Alicia, undefeated maiden knight of the kingdom, lay coughing on the floor of the dungeon, feeling her energies being leaked away with each passing moment. She'd been so confident, so very sure that she'd succeed. She'd entered the alchemist's city to find the cure, that necessary mixture or recipe or something that would save not only her sister, but her entire kingdom. So many had fallen before Alicia's blade; she'd gained a reputation as a nearly invincible fighter for the cause of Good and Light. Surely she could handle simply entering a desolate city and locating a cure. It had sounded almost too easy.

Yet now the princess knight fought to keep from passing out as she slumped onto the dusty, dirty floor of one of the very first houses she'd explored. She'd barely entered when she'd felt something leeching away at her magical energies. Like all fighters of this realm, Alicia relied upon her life's energies to keep her upright and aid with her fighting. It translated directly into mana, which could be utilized to attack and defend and fight in general. Alicia had far more than the average supply of the stuff, which is why she often escaped battles looking none the worse for wear. Not a strand of her blonde hair had been disturbed, not a dint on the relatively skimpy armor that struggled to contain her voluptuous body. Like many female knights, Alicia wore armor that enhanced her figure, thus distracting male opponents (and some females). Her own mana would protect her more than the layers of steel and leather, though Alicia still wore those as well.

Except this place drained her of that energy. Alicia felt as weak as a kitten as she leaned against a shelf. She'd just stepped inside, her booted feet kicking up whirls of dust, and then she'd felt it. Not even a few steps in and she'd felt it. It drained and weakened and made staying upright a challenge. The knight grit her teeth, deep blue eyes flashing with determination as she pushed herself upright. A hand fell to her enchanted holy blade: Shining Flash, the royal sword. She could feel it granting her more power, power enough to step further into the house.

This was just the first. Alicia knew that if she was actually going to be able to explore further, map out the city, find what she needed to find, she was going to need to get through more than one house. She needed to find the source of this leeching, and she hoped there would be hints in the house. This meant exploring the dusty place, and she did so, channeling all her will into it.

If only she'd accepted help. A magician or a priest would've been amazing right now... except they'd all been needed back in the kingdom. Someone had to keep order with Alicia gone. She hadn't dared risk any further soldiers, simply counting on her own skills. Get in, get the cure, get out. Simple. Easy.

And now she lurched through a door, gripping the frame like a drunk and berating herself for her own overconfidence. At least she hadn't seen anything hostile...

yet.
 
As Alicia lumbered through the door there was a loud laugh coming from the other side of the long, dark, dusty room. Sat in a chair at the end of this fairly empty room bar a few chests of drawers and snub out lamps sat a man, all that could be seen of him in the dark was a long white coat and the shining of his black boots. "Alicia... Alicia... Alicia." he says looking over at the girl that he'd been expecting, he had eyes and ears everywhere even in the higher rankings of the local kingdoms, including Alicia's he was fully prepared, he knew what her strengths would be so he'd set in motion the way to take it away from her, mana, so foolish to rely on just mana when the seeds of science and alchemy where booming in the world right now.

He stood from the chair walking towards the lumbering girl before a loud click and the sound of something being draining was heard, he flicks his wrist to the left, then two the right, two ropes responding as if by magic and latching straight onto Alicia's wrists pulling her hands up as the points of the ropes attached to the wall move around as they pull her the ropes now protruding magically from the ceiling above her as they lift her to the point where she was being held an inch or two from the ground her mana, weak. Her defenses taken away, with whatever spell had been placed on this area draining her of the mana she had to the point where she couldn't even walk her skimpy armor to distract her enemies wouldn't provide much protection.

The same sound is heard again, loud click, the sound of something draining then the man lifts his hand up into the air as if he was pushing something upwards. The lights in the room flicker on and he can now be seen. (Unknown man) a long white doctors coat hangs over his body down to his knees, his arms in it like a jacket, it looks a bit worse for wear but that would be expected if he lived in the dust filled realm of The Alchemist's City, his black loose fitting pants tucked into his polished black boots while the white cloth that he wore as a shirt was folded showing some of his upper body before being tucked into the aforementioned black pants.

He brushes the solitary strand of hair out of his face behind his ear and chuckles a little bit looking at the weakened princess, bound by his rope, in his realm, ripe for the taking. He tuts. "Alicia such a fool." He says as a loud click is heard and the sound of something draining echos through the room again as he points his finger upwards swinging it back and forth causing the ropes to do the same as he mocks her. "To think you'd be able to sneak into MY city and take what YOU want without me knowing? Please..." he reaches into his pocket pulling out a small vial, the cure that she wanted, the cure that she longed for. "I have it, right here you see!" he says with a wide sadistic grin on his face. "I'm willing to give it to you, I don't care about the little games you play else where with kingdoms and Kings and Queens if you want the cure I'll give it to you. But only if you can endure through..." his grin widens. "My game. Without your precious mana" it was becoming obvious now that whoever this man was he had some form of significant influence over The Alchemist's City, enough that is to get an important cure to just mock a princess with.
 
Someone said her name. Alicia's muscles tightened, she whirred, hand drawing her sword, a flash of light appearing just as the blade started to leave its scabbard. It had barely gotten inches when the ropes appeared. Alicia could do no more than yell out in frustration as they wrapped around her weakened body. The girl might still be healthy and fit: years of training with a sword and genetics saw to both of those, but she couldn't resist that magic that pulled her to her knees. The girl hissed as her protected knees collided.

Teeth clenched, the girl looked up just in time for the lights to come on. There he stood: the alchemist himself. At least, Alicia assumed as much. She attempted to lunge toward him, anger and desperation fueling her, actually helping her strain at the ropes. They maintained their task, keeping the young princess locked into place, pulling her back down. If anything, they almost seemed to tighten.

"I swear I'll--" Alicia began, only to stop as he taunted her instead. The ropes pulled, and Alicia gasped as she launched into the air. She felt gravity pulling one way while the magical bindings pulled another, forcing her into an awkward position, certainly one that exposed her far more than she cared to. Her flashing blue eyes locked onto him as he spoke.

Yet all anger melted for a moment as he withdrew the vial. the cure. Somehow Alicia knew what it was before he even tauntingly stated as much. She barely heard his other comments, something about games and so forth. "Give me that!" she hissed, her mind flashing to her weakened sister. "Or I swear you'll pay!" she lunged again, pulling at the ropes. Once more they strained, and it became apparent that had Alicia her full mana, or even more than half, she would've snapped the ropes and likely parted Face's head with his shoulders. Instead they held, leaving the princess heaving, glaring at the young man.

"You foul man! Playing games with people's lives!" she thrashed, hair flying everywhere now. "I swear to all that's holy that I will end you!" she tugged again, heaving now, her impressive bust rising and falling with her furious struggle. The ropes felt as if they gave and Alicia turned, trying to pull one arm completely free. No, better: she lunged with the hand on the same side as Flash, calling the blade up. it started to slide toward her, and all her focus narrowed onto the weapon. She just needed one strike...
 
He laughs a little watching her struggle, kick and scream. "I look forward to when I pay my dear." he says with a sarcastic tone, he had her right where he wanted her, her mana being drained and her arms bound by ropes he was confident there was nothing she could do... But just in case.

He holds his arm out and the loud click and draining sound happens again as the floor below the sword becomes like quicksand the sword falling through and into nothingness the loud click happened again the draining sound louder this time as the walls lit up either side of Alicia ropes firing from every part of the wall wrapping around her ankle, her neck, her knees, her waist, her elbows, her shoulders, her bust, her thighs, her calfs, anywhere she could use as a weapon was bound to the point of immobility by the magical ropes. He smiles softly looking at her in her dress of rope as he walks closer now, confident there was nothing she could do as he looks her in her eyes from a close distance.

"I knew my power couldn't drain your mana completely up here... Even at 25% you're still problematic." He says staring at her examining her face. "That's fine. Once I let you loose in my city there will be no mana for you to play with." he says turning his back on her as he lifts his hand into the air the sleeves of his white jacket falling down showing a mechanism on his wrist, made of metal like armor and with a glass viewing window showing a pool of blue liquid, it seemed to be a liquidized form of mana, with a loud click and then the draining sound the liquid seemed to drain from the item before the whole room became warped and seemed to wave back and forth almost like bobbing in water before the ropes vanish and the girl falls to the floor with an almighty flood.

This was different, it was a complete different part of The Alchemist's City, and there was one thing that was for certain, there was no way any mana was getting used here, any residue mana had been sucked away into what seemed to be vents on the ceiling of this corridor Alicia was dropped in, however if it was doing this to her it was likely doing it to everyone so there would be no one using mana around here... unless they had that contraption.
 
Almost there... she could hear him taunting her, his voice dripping with sarcasm, but Alicia blocked it out. She needed her sword. She could feel her fingertips starting to brush it, just grasping the hilt, the weapon starting to slide out to greet her when...

click.

"No!" Alicia cried out as her sword fell from her hip. It shot toward the floor point first. Alicia tried to lunge for it, lurching down, actually pulling her initial ropes for her. Her hands swiped and likely would've connected had ropes not appeared to completely bind her. The warrior princess's words became a "gurk" sound as all the ropes pulled her up further, slamming her against a wall. Her mana still protected her to some degree: her latent store of it still working, but the blow still slightly winded the princess. It didn't help that she had ropes around her neck as well, holding her close, cutting down her air supply. her hands couldn't go to try and pull it off, leaving Alicia to attempt to flex muscles to save herself instead.

25% capacity... already. Alicia looked down into his face as he came close. he promised that she'd have no mana whatsoever, and Alicia almost wanted to chuckle: he was grossly underestimating her, just like so many before him. His flick made her laughter die in her throat as she looked up, seeing the window, the pool. another click, and the pool drained, all the energies seeming to vanish. The ropes went at the same time.

Reflex kicked in, and Alicia pulled herself together as best she could, rolling slightly. Panting, she pulled herself to her feet, only slightly unsteady. This... this was not where she had been moments before. She looked around, trying to orient herself. Nothing looked even the slightest bit familiar. No weapons either: she just had herself and her armor, and an absolutely minuscule pool of mana to draw from.

"Arrggh!' she yelled, turning and punching into the air, knowing better than to hit a wall. Alicia started moving, running down a corridor. "Damn coward!" she hissed, feeling tears of frustration and rage building in her eyes. "Hiding from me. Why don't you come out and fight me!?" she yelled this last into the corridor in front of her as she hurried along. Who knew how much time she had, or just what "game" the alchemist intended on playing. Alicia just knew that moving was key: she wasn't going to hold still again any time soon.
 
As she runs hurriedly down the corridor, the only way she could have chosen she run under an arch way which was very hard to notice in the corridor as there was a loud click and things started to materialize around her at the same rate as the sound of something draining rang through the room.

A moment or so later a room had materialized around her when it had finished appearing she was suddenly in a foreign room, no sign of a door on any of the walls, there was two stacks on bunk beds in the room and 4 chests for the 4 soldiers that lived in this bunk room. With a closer look Alicia had materialized stood on a table, a table that 4 men where playing cards on, the heels of her armored boots on the pile of cards in the center of the table.

The man directly in front of her a man with unkempt brown hair in a scruffy white shirt and a pair of mucky wool pants that basically looked like the sheep's fur had been pulled off and made into trousers reaches up grabbing her by her boot and pulling causing her to fall backwards onto her back on the medium length oblong table . "Looks like the Alchemist has given us a treat tonight gentlemen!" he says standing up throwing his hands of cards away as the other three men around the table laugh starting to stand up themselves Alicia on the table in between them.
 
The corridor suddenly became a room, and Alicia rushed in. She came to a stop, staring at the four men already gathered therein. Guards? Regular, human guardsmen? Alicia couldn't believe that these were the first creatures she'd come across. At least humans should be easier to deal with than some sort of alchemical monsters, surely. They had reason and a much higher chance of being bribed or outright defeated. Had Alicia even her weapon she wouldn't have worried overmuch about encountering a mere four human guards.

one stood and pulled at her leg. Alicia, still weakened from all the draining, fell back onto the table. She winced at the collision, but quickly pulled herself at least somewhat upright, sliding her elbows back so that her body curved upward. "Stop!" she said, throwing as much regal princess into her voice as she could. She shook her head and fought to try and get more upright as she saw the men gathering around her.

"I am the princess Alicia!" she said, scrambling and pushing herself more or less upright, though still leaning against the table. "I am a warrior knight, trained to fight with a holy blade," she hesitated, seeming to realize that threatening the men probably wasn't going to work to her advantage. Her eyes darted from one to the other, wondering what sort of intentions they might have. They'd said something about her being a treat? What could they possibly mean?

"If you--if you help me in my quest, you will be richly rewarded," she continued, trying to talk fast, before the men could move or react. "Royal blood always pays well, and I swear by my family's honor that we'll offer recompense to whomever aids me in my quest. It's an honorable cause, gentlemen." She looked to each of them in turn, knowing that at least one would surely be swayed by some aspect of her argument. Either riches or justice would surely penetrate into their hearts.
 
The man who had pulled on the Princess' leg when she first appeared laughs loudly and it echos around the small room, the other three men laugh in response as the first man grabs her face, his name was Johnathon, one of the head guards in The Alchemist's City. "Rewarded?" he runs his fingers slowly over her jaw line with a grin on his face "My dear we've already been rewarded, with you!" he says laughing again before pushing her back overwhelming her as he pins her to the table, without her mana she was just a fragile princess, her training was good but without a weapon or mana she was nothing to the strength of this guard trained to fight without mana and without a weapon.

He sinks his teeth into her neck against her will as the other three men disperse one of them going to a chest to grab something while the other two sit on the top bunk of the two bed bunks in the room as their leader begins to have his way with the princess that just appeared in their room. His hands lecherously run over her body over the gentle fabric of her extremely revealing skirt before pulling away the front flap of the skirt along with her thin thong she wore as underwear away with it her gentle folds released to the air of the room as two of his fingers penetrate inside of her, his teeth locked into her neck as he slowly starts to finger in and out of the princess' vagina his other hand running up her bare tummy to the loose plate armor that covered her left breast as he moves that away and runs his finger around the nipple biting into her neck harder as he pins the weakened warrior princess to the table, having his way with her as the other man who went to the chest starts to come back over with some binding.
 
The fingers ran across her jawline and Alicia pulled back with a sharp noise. She glared up at him, those eyes promising wrath and vengeance. His words made her rage grow further: that demeaning laugh, his insistence that they'd already been paid... with her. She growled at him, moving to lunge, only to find herself falling back with a simple shove. The princess, so used to drawing upon vast reserves of mana, hadn't expected the more powerful man to so easily manhandle her. Yet again she hit the table hard enough to drive her breath away, eyes going wide.

Then teeth. Teeth sank into her neck, making Alicia gasp. No one had dared do anything of the sort to the beautiful princess. Everyone treated Alicia with respect and devotion. She led them well; she trained hard; she was to be treated appropriately. Yet this foul man chewed at her neck as if she were a common whore, his hands rolling down her body. Alicia could feel his tough as he went to her skirt. It flipped up, as so often happened in battle, revealing the enchanted silken panties beneath. Woven by elves and blessed, they were supposed to further enhance mana and help her. Quite specifically they'd been designed to make certain that very few pantie shots were actually shown for some reason, let alone anything further. They'd only been done into a near thong because such strong enchantments wore on fabric.

Hands moved the garment aside, baring the tight slit. Alicia's sex was a untouched line nestled directly between her legs, looking feminine, girlish, downright innocent on its own. A thin line of wispy golden hairs crowned and pointed toward that little pink slit. Walls couldn't resist fingers that pressed against her. Alicia gasped as she felt the digits stretching out her walls, the shock rendering her still for several long seconds. The hand upon her belly felt stern, pressing hard against her taut abdomen. They ran up, threatening her impressive breast, no doubt seeking a pink nipple atop the almost perfect mound.

"Unhand me!" she hissed, jerking her legs up. Alicia fought to keep her legs together even as she attempted to connect some part of it with his body, ideally his precious hardening cock. Her arms went to push him away, to push her upright. Weakness did sap strength, but panic and adrenaline fought back, her struggles quite real. It didn't help that she could feel a strange sort of energy coming from her core with those thrusting fingers, an almost tingling sensation driving her further upright to push all the harder against her captor.
 
Alicia was undoubtedly strong but just as she was about to overcome being pinned to the table by the man a second man arrives with ropes in his arms pulling her down and sliding ropes over her shoulders around the table and tying them tight so that her movement of her upper body was restricted, then the same around her waist as they tie her to the table to deal with her as they wanted.

The other man who hadn't been biting and touching Alicia drops his pants pulling out his flaccid penis before looking down at the princess, her head hanging off the edge of the table she was tied to before he grabbed her head, forced her jaw open and grinned sliding his flaccid smelly cock into her mouth starting to thrust into it and use it for his pleasure, his balls slapping against the bridge of her nose with every thrust. "I'm tired of your whore voice, you're ours to use now bitch." he says in his thick hard to understand uneducated accent as he thrusts in and out of the royal princesses mouth.

Down at her thighs the other man had placed his hands on them, spreading them open as he stared ogling her pretty pink pussy, he didn't have to rush, she was bound to the table pretty well and was easy pickings, he leans in one hand on his semi-erect cock and one hand groping her bare breast as the other breast sat in her armor still, he rubbed the tip of his flaccid cock against her vagina, her warmth exciting him as he slobbered and grinned looking at the innocent princess as they raped her. The whole time these two men raped her the other two men sat on their bunks jeered and laughed seemingly waiting for their turn to rape the poor princess.
 
Ropes caught Alicia's hands. Her eyes flew wide with shock and outright terror as they looped around her, pulling her down and tight. She felt her body stretching, bowing slightly, impressive breasts jutting more lewdly into the air. More ropes soon appeared, cinching down her waist, pinning her even more thoroughly to the table. The panicked princess jerked, once more straining against ropes. Given enough time and left alone, she likely would've have broken free.

Instead she found her head seized by rough hands. Her world tilted as she beheld a semi-hard member. The eyes widened and she managed a "Don't!" before the thing parted her mouth. The disgusting smell and taste made Alicia instantly wretch, spittle flying out from around her lips. Strands of it looped around the thrusting cock, wrapping and dripping. The wet glugging noises soon started coming unwillingly from the princess, punctuated only by her own cries of protest and the sound of her straining against the ropes.

The straining likely made it all the easier for her armor to be popped slightly. One impressive breast had bounded completely free. The lush flesh seemed to defy gravity: perfectly shaped and creamily perky. A hardened pink nipple capped it, almost looking like a rich peak atop a creamy mound. The hand groped it roughly, flesh reddening. The princess cried out and lashed.

The lashing grew more panicked as she felt a cock pressing near her virginal sex. Not a single male had gone near her sex; not even her royal fingers had played or experimenting along her folds. Yet now the princess could feel a filthy guardsman's cock threatening to take her innocence. She thrashed and fought harder than ever. Her teeth started to clamp down upon the cock in her mouth as she bit. Her legs started to pull together, ready to thrash and kick him off as best as she possibly could. Adrenaline always produced a sharp spike in strength, and Alicia was a knight, after all.
 
The guardsman yells loudly as Alicia bites down on his cock, reaching down and spreading her jaw open as he pulls out of her bringing his hand up before bringing it down and smacking it across her face his hand print imprinting on her face stinging furiously as he slaps her full force. "You dirty little whore" he says with anger in his eye as he slaps her again across her beautiful face, abusing the poor girl as he beats her slapping her over and over again for biting his cock hand prints forming on her face that would eventually form a bruise due to how heavy handed the man was being. "Sort the ropes out boss, I'm not risking using this mouth of hers, I'll take her ass instead." he says with a grin on his face.

The second the man she bit says what he said the ropes where loosened but she was held firmly so that she couldn't try escaping, not like she was going to be able to go anywhere if she did, there was no doors to this room the only way to get in seemed to be through the magical teleportation that brought her here. The ropes get tied around her again, her wrists tied together and a rope tied around her head catching her beautiful usually well kept now forced between some rope and her head as the rope is put into her mouth like a gag to stop her from biting again. The boss of the group grabs onto her legs pulling her up onto him staring her in the eyes as he penetrates her, holding her his hands on her hips as he looks into her eyes starting to thrust into her with a sadistic grin on his face.

As she starts to get penetrated by the one man, the other man comes behind the girl grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling on it as he whispered into her ear "I'd have been happy with your mouth, but you had to be a nasty little whore and bite." he says running his tongue over her ear chuckling at her. "I guess I can use this other hole instead." he says laughing loudly as his tip rubs around her rim poking against her asshole, he was savoring teasing her before he took her tight asshole as his own.
 
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