EROTIC MASTERPIECE THEATER : MADEIRA'S CONQUEST!

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Chapter 1 contempt and misery.

 

 

Poor unfortunate Margaret had fallen underneath poor circumstances. 

both her parents died leaving their vast estate to her cousins , the only thing that was left to her was her uncles country cottage retreat that had fallen into disrepair in henford on bagley; she was only left with 10 pounds to her very name. When there was a chance for her parents vast estate she had many suitors, alas though not that her circumstances turned unfortunate there was only one genteel man left, a mister J. a genteel foreign wine merchant in the wine madeira from champs les sims, how ever due to his Selvadoradan descent, it would have made him inelligable to marry her. 

Even in such dire circumstances her family wouldn't allow such intermixing. 

tirelessly every day he would come and propose, each day she would say no. 

Each day he would come and the answer would be the same, and each day he still hoped that she would yield. 

yet her answer remained no, she would sooner be a spinster than entertain him. 

 

he genuinely felt something her in the begining  however the constant rejection made him seethe. 

if he cant have her by winning her heart, then, well the other option would be to take her by force. 

Even if he wasn't a pure blue blooded henford on bagley gentility, he was still relatively well off, and besides if he sullied her. then she would have no choice but to marry or live in social shame. 

so that is what he decided on. 

"I will ask you but only once more, other wise you'll regret, will you marry me Margaret?"  Mr. J. whispered, his tone was heavy. 

"regret? how?" Margaret only replied. 

"You don't want to know."

"I am flattered Mr. J. however I am afraid I must decline." Margaret replied,.

"Please don't come again."

After that Margaret turned to walk a way little did she knew he already had something planned.

he grabbed her from behind and ripped her dress exposing her breasts.

"I told you you would regret." he breathed.

he then preceded to choke her into submission. 

she gasped trying to protest. 

her mouth trying to murmur no. 

 

 

"No PLEASE, STOP." she cried as he threw her down onto her knees. 

his only answer was shoving his cock in her face. 

"I told you you would regret, I asked one last time will you marry me, instead of asking I am taking it. now be an obediant wife, and learn how to service my cock."

she closed her eyes in disgust. 

"Stop please this is wrong..." she tried to protest, it was no use. 

he only pushed her face closer. 

"Shut up, a good wife needs to submit to her husbands whims, its better to teach you now how to service me before the wedding day,." he gruffed, "now lick it with your tongue."

his scent was overwhelming her, it smelled of salt and sweat.

he stuck his cock in her face, but eventually became displeased by her lack luster service. 

he grew tired, her mouth , and wanted to prepare  her for taking her maiden head. 

"yes when I am done with you, you'll be used goods, no man other than me would want to have you." he spoke, before diving to taste her for the first time. 

she struggled underneath grasp.

 

"Please no more, please stop....if you don't you are no gentleman." she cried. 

"I never said I was love, besides ,I've always wanted to deflower such a pretty girl like your self." he replied, then bit her tender nipple. 

with out hesitation he threw her down on the floor and strangled her, she tried to protest but only thing that escaped her lips was gasps and gurgles. 

the tip of thick erect cock was a hair's width away from her virtue. 

"theres no turning back at this point my love for you is just too strong, I have to make you my woman." he stared in her eyes.

"too bad its not underneath better circumstances to think of how much pleasure you could've had before this moment." he scoffed. 

he advanced, "oh well you'll learn in good time, its my job after all as a husband to teach you your martial duties."

he penetrated, breaking her in, robbing her of his virtue.

she could only cry silent as his grip tightened around her neck. she clawed at his wrists when he pushed deeper. 

"thats the pain all maidens must feel to become women." he laughed, "mmmmmm.........sooo tight.....I never thought such a stuck up poppinjay like you would have such a exquisite cunt."

he groaned as she tightened all the more. 

she tried to break away when he he released  his grip on her neck, unfortunately he was stronger and her pinned her back into place. 

"Well I guess I am going to have to throroughly sully you," he replied, "I am not going to be taking  just your maiden head today, its a shame, as I was going to wait until after the wedding day to teach you the extent of my libertine knowledge."

"No please!" she  cried, as he punished her rebellious cunt.

He pulled out and with out grace....or even mercy...

 

shoved it in her ass, she cried, wordlessy as his manhood invaded and degraded  her. 

"Get used to it now, because once were married I will be using all of you in bed..."

his cock was throbbing, as taking both virginities was arousing him. 

"You looked down upon me for being a foreigner, and a business man, and now here you are getting fucked in the ass by me..." he scoffed as he invaded her, "Imagine one of henford on Bagley''s most accomplished and genteel women getting fucked like a whore by me."

he thrusted harder.

"if I can't have your heart fine, your body will be fine recompense for me.." he grunted. 

 

he rubbed her clit. 

"And what fine specimen of a body you have, if I had known how beautiful you were underneath that hagard morning gown I'd would've done this sooner."

"Please have mercy, stop no more."

he didn't responded, only pounding harder, he was close...

finally he climaxed deep in her ass. 

"No man will want you now, I'll confess to my crime  to your cousins, you will agree to marry or I will tell them how throuroughly I defiled you."

he left her to get dressed by herself, she could only cry as there is no hope other than to marry. 

 

to be continued in chapter 2. 

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CHAPTER 2 HOW IS BABBY FORMED? OR ME CONTINUING OF SHOWING MY ABSOLUTE HATRED FOR MY SIMS BY MAKING THEM ACT OUT A PERIOD PIECE EROTICA BASED IN THE 1830S WHILE I AM HIGH ON DELTA 8

 

Last time on downton abbey.

oh wait no its last time on henford and bagley. 

 

 

we left out main protagonist ravished by a mister j. genteel wine merchant foreign to henford and bagley. 

little diid she knew this union of pure 18th  century misogyny will bear fruit. 

 

The next few days Ms. Margaret bagley, felt ill....

trying to ignore the previous day, and finding solace in good hard work and prayer Ms. Margaret bagley throws herself into her daily routine. 

idlness will lead to sin after all...and she may be simply ill from the stress mr. j put her through. 

after painting she has a quick breakfast hoping a meager repast would ease the nausea with in her stomach.

yet she hadn't much of a will or humor to eat. the previous day haunted her making her feel sick to her stomach. 

after he repast she milks the cows ans tends to the chickens, with the 10 pounds she inherited she needs to be thrifty. 

any income how meager would be a benefit. 

eventually the nausea becomes to much morning sickness kicks in and she pukes, that rake had impregnated her against her will. 

too sick to continue she retires to bed. it's better to be in the country side than back in windenburg, where the gossip would fly. 

she could if left alone birth it and surrender it to a lowerclass family. 

yet still it nausated her that his seed was now swelling her belly, she hoped never to see that rake again. 

when she finally was able to get her chambers she started to cry.

this was a cruel fate. 

unfortunately she would find no respite in sleep, as the rake returned. taking care not distub he quietly stripped himself bare.

"hehehe I am back, my dearest one." he whispered, "guess what my sweet? no church wedding for you."

"I'll have to tell you when your awake, but guess what? I have something even better than a marriage, oh you see I visited Count Bagley on bagley estate, and had described in detail how throroughly debauched you were by me. How youu loved every second it. he was so horrified that he immediately sold this cottage and you to me for merely 1 pound." he taunted "you not my wife legally  your even better my slave."

he tore away at her clothes, 

"Your my slave, Margaret, underneath my control, mmmm" he moaned, as he quietly slid himself in. 

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Notes on chapter 2

 

so FUN FACT!

in the 18th to 19th centuries there was a fun little way to divorce your so with out paying money for a lawyer or go through the process of lol going to court. 

what is it you may ask?

wife selling. 

yes you could theoretically sell wives as property granted it wasnt recognized legally but the process was a public affair, you simply herd your wife and lead her to market by a leash and START AN AUCTION. 

although tbh I was too lazy to set up a b plot, where margaret bagley was already bethrothed, no I hate this sim so her family sold her off to this rake after he sat there and told them how much he enjoyed butt fucking her. 

why do I hate this sim?

CAUSE SHE TOOK FOREVER TO MAKE AND LOOKS KIND OF DERPY EVEN AFTER MODDING THE HELL OUT CAS!!!!