I do not own Alice in Wonderland or any of its characters. Based on the 2010 Tim Burton film.

Rated M for explicit adult content.

Alice is going to give Ilosovic Stayne her virginity and do her best to please him. He also wants to please her and secretly hopes she'll stay with him. Will she?

At What Price?

Alice lay back on the large bed with the lush red velvet coverlet. She was beneath a black satin sheet and on top of a black satin-covered mattress. Even the pillow covering was black. She was naked and the coolness of the sheet covering her trembling body felt strangely soothing despite her current circumstance. The blackness of the fabrics she lay upon made her feel even more exposed. Her skin was so pale that she knew the Knave would see her more clearly than she would ever have anticipated.

Alice had never thought that her first time would be with Ilosovic Stayne and that she would be willing, and even eager, to please him. But she was frightened. She was inexperienced. What if she failed to please him? She wanted so badly to please him! She needed to! But she had never lay with a man before. What was she to do? She knew so very little of the matters between men and women.

Stayne had caressed her cheek and given her the Pishalver she had requested. She had admitted to him that she was not her proper size and she felt uncomfortable being so large. Ilosovic Stayne had told her that he enjoyed largeness, but when she had admitted that she was not normally so large he had granted her wish to return to her normal size. He stroked her hair and assured her that he found her no less attractive. And then he told her he would give her time. She could lay in his bed for awhile and calm herself before he came to her. He whispered to her that she was beautiful and that she was honouring him beyond measure. She dropped her gaze and replied that she knew nothing of such intimate matters but that she was eager to please him. He removed his gloves and caressed her cheeks.

"Don't fear, my beautiful...Alice. Yes, I know who you are. But don't worry, I won't betray that secret. And don't fear me, my lovely."

Alice had gazed into his eye, surprised at the tenderness she saw there. "But, if I don't know what to do..."

"Shhh...don't fear. You are beautiful and sweet and I promise you that I will please you as much as you please me. Calm your fears. You have no need to worry. I give you my word."

Alice sighed now. He was so handsome, the Knave was. He was so charming and when he had kissed her it was surprisingly tender. His tenderness belied his usual appearance of ever-present menace.

Suddenly the bedroom doors opened and the Knave himself entered the room. He closed the doors and locked them. He smiled reassuringly at the trembling young woman beneath the sheet and coverlet.

"I said you don't need to fear me, my lovely. You aren't truly frightened, are you, Alice?" He did not approach her.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I am. A little. I can't help it."

He smiled. "I know, Alice. I understand. And I promise I'll be gentle with you. I want you to enjoy this. I want this to be special for you. I don't want you to ever forget or regret it."

Alice swallowed nervously but then gathered her Muchness and smiled. "Very well. But you will have to...show me. Will you do that, Ilosovic?"

The Knave closed his eye in bliss at the sound of his name issuing from that lush and lovely mouth of hers. Her voice was low and husky, and slightly breathless. It reminded him of a morning breeze on a pleasant Spring day. And she had pronounced his name perfectly. It was exquisite!

He opened his eye and began to slowly disrobe, allowing the young blonde beauty to watch and study him. Stayne had no illusions about his physique. It was perfect. He was well-muscled and had few unsightly scars, surprisingly. For all his battles, the scars were mostly smooth and had healed well. Save for his eye, of course. He was so large that he was the one who nearly always dealt the damage and the killing blows. His height was impressive and unmatched by any man he had ever fought.

However, that did not mean that he relied on his height. His skill with weaponry was widely known and admired. And feared. And every woman he had ever lain with had unabashedly admired his body and enjoyed his wide arsenal of erotic skills. Now, his beloved Alice would benefit from those skills. And perhaps if she enjoyed him as much as he would her, perhaps she would... No. Better not to worry about that now. Just enjoy the moment, he told himself. Enjoy every moment with her. Every precious moment.

He finally approached Alice and slowly drew the sheet and coverlet back. And gasped. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined! Alice, his sweet and lovely Alice, averted her gaze and blushed from her cheeks down to her lovely ripe breasts. Her nipples were already hard and were just begging to be sweetly tormented. The lovely creature shyly covered her sex with her delicate little hands and he smiled.

"Oh, sweet Alice, no need to be so shy! You are lovely! You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." He was not lying to her.

Alice raised her wide-eyed gaze to his. "Really? Do...do you mean that?"

Stayne smiled gently. "I do. Now just try and relax." He slid into the bed and to her side.

Alice flushed again and this time felt the heat. She knew she was more pink than ever, but she couldn't help herself. He was handsome and very well built. She had never thought of herself as beautiful, but he clearly did. And somehow that boosted her confidence. A little. She tentatively placed a hand on his broad chest and as she pressed down felt the wiry dark hairs under her palm. Fascinated, she rubbed small circles on his chest and Stayne leaned his head back and groaned, letting her do as she would.

Alice was emboldened. She ran her palm over his tiny nipples and they hardened instantly at her touch.

Next she trailed her hand lower, moving ever closer to that place where she hadn't dared to look. How she had managed to keep her curiosity in check while he was undressing baffled her. She had managed to fix her gaze on his impressive chest and limbs, but had managed to avoid his manhood. The very thought of it frightened it.

She was partially aroused, yet still afraid. Stayne seemed to understand. He gently took her hand in his and guided it to his long, hard shaft. Alice gasped. It was so...huge! Would it really fit inside her? She stroked it and felt a tiny drop of...seed on the very tip. Stayne groaned and was obviously pleased at her attentions. She began to grow moist between her thighs and she was surprised. Was this desire? Was this what Margaret had begun to whisper to her about before covering her mouth to stifle uncontrollable giggling and then had retreated to her room.

This must have been what Margaret meant by a woman experiencing strong sensations of desire before her man claimed her for his own.

Stayne smiled. "Alice? I smell you, you know."

"You...you do?" She was suddenly embarrassed. She tried to close her legs but the Knave inserted his hand between them, very close to her sex.

"No, my beautiful Alice. Don't hide from me. You smell delicious. Will you let me...taste of you?"

"T...taste?"

He smiled gently. "Yes, taste. I promise you that you'll like it. But first, let me taste these..."

And he cupped and squeezed one of her rounded and suddenly sensitive breasts while he leaned over and laved his tongue across the other. Alice gasped and before she realised what she was doing she felt the fingers of both of her hands in his hair, kneading his scalp and silently encouraging him. Oh, this felt so...indescribable! So sinful and bad and so utterly delicious! He was right! She was going to enjoy this. The larger part of her told her that she should not enjoy this at all. But she was here. In his room. To lay with Ilosovic Stayne and please and be pleased by him. But at what price? The...loss of her innocence. The loss of her chastity. But the knowledge that... And he suckled her nipple and Alice lost her train of thought.

Stayne was pleased by her response. Her fingers in his hair felt like tiny fluttering birds that didn't quite know where to alight. That pleased him. He lightly nipped her rosy bud and Alice gasped. Stayne smiled, delighted at her response. He continued to tease her breast and then alternated between those lovely mounds of pleasure, determined to worship each one equally.

When Alice was sighing constantly and beginning to have hitches in her breathing he knew it was time. But he would pleasure her thoroughly first. He wanted to show her all the delights of laying with him. And then when he took her chastity she wouldn't regret it. He did so want her to delight in it!

"Lovely Alice, my dear sweet Alice, will you part your legs for me?"

Alice was flushed and panting now and the very thought made the strange ache swirling and coiling deep in her belly intensify. She was frightened and at the same time she couldn't wait for just that.

She parted her legs just a little. Stayne gently inched his long fingers to her blonde curls and, watching her eyes carefully for any hint of fear, slowly slid them into her moist folds.

"Oh, God!" she suddenly cried out, surprising the both of them. Stayne was delighted and Alice was nearly overcome with a sudden shock of pleasure. She fell back against the pillow limply and opened her thighs wide.

Stayne could barely think. She was enjoying his touch! She was enjoying him! He stroked her moistness while she whimpered and moaned and then he touched her ultra-sensitive nub and as soon as he pressed on it she almost leapt up off the mattress.

"Oh, Ilosovic! Please...don't stop!" she pleaded. "Please!"

"Hush, dearest Alice, the best is yet to come!" He lay flat upon the mattress and slid his hands beneath her tight little bottom and raised her pelvis to his watering mouth. The moment his tongue touched her she squeaked and screeched in delight. Her hips wriggled as he snaked his tongue over her nub, then up and down her soaking wet slit and when he probed her opening she was nearly spasming.

Alice had never felt anything like this! It was so very wrong; yet so very right at the same time! She knew she shouldn't take delight in this, but he was so good! And he was surprisingly eager to please her. Despite her misgivings she couldn't help but squirm and moan in delight. His tongue probed deep inside her and she didn't want him to stop!

Stayne had no intention of stopping. He removed his tongue and began to toy with her again. He drew her tiny centre of pleasure into his mouth and sucked on it firmly. It was only moments before the nubile blonde had her very first orgasm. But he didn't stop. He kept her tiny clit in his mouth and nipped it while probing the very tip of his tongue over the tiniest place of her pleasure. Alice exploded again, this time raking her nails across his shoulders and crying out his name.

"Il...Ilosovic! Please, what about you?" Stayne lifted his head and looked into her eyes. He saw that she meant it.

"Well...I don't know if you are ready to..."

"I am. Aren't I supposed to...to...take your...in my mouth and..."

Stayne kissed her to silence her. Just when she was about to respond he teasingly drew back. "Alice, you don't need to. I'm very large. I'm...to be honest, I'm nearly ready to...I need to be inside you, Alice. Are you ready for me?"

"I...I don't know," she said, her brow wrinkling with worry. "Will you really fit inside me?"

He couldn't lie. "Yes, Alice. But it will hurt you at first. I can't help that. I wish I could, but it will hurt. And you'll bleed a little. But then you will feel pleasure. I promise you."

"Very...very well." Alice resolutely kept her thighs widely apart. She was determined to see this through. She couldn't very well stay an innocent forever. Now was the best possible time to become fully a woman.

"I'll do my best to not hurt you, sweet Alice," Stayne said softly, a tender light in his eye. He was pleased to see Alice smile. It was a small, tentative, smile, but a smile nonetheless.

He moved himself over her and kissed those quivering little lips. Then he pressed his tongue to them and she opened her mouth and allowed him access to her sweet little cavern. Their tongues twined and danced together as he pressed slowly inside her. Alice almost bit him when he began to force himself carefully into her warm, tight sheath. But she was being brave and he admired that.

Alice was hurting. He was so large! It hurt dreadfully but she could feel that he was being as slow and gentle as he possibly could. She was very fortunate today, very fortunate. After all, he could have been an impatient man who just plunged into her, yet the Knave was showing her an incredible amount of tenderness and gentleness.

Stayne pressed on further, still going slow. Alice was very pale now and her entire body was tight. But she continued to allow him to kiss her and she was even trying to enjoy his invasion of her most intimate and precious gift. He was halfway inside her and there was more of him to go! He hoped Alice would find pleasure. He was beginning to doubt himself. Perhaps he would fail her.

Alice suddenly stopped him. "Ilosovic? Please, just push and go all the way inside!"

Their gazes locked. Then he did as she requested. He pushed in and Alice cried out in pain. The Knave winced. Could she forgive him?

"It's...all right," she gasped after a moment. "Just...move slowly." He obeyed. He moved very slowly and after an interminable minute or two she began to respond.

Alice found that the pain was lessening and her body was stretching to accommodate him. Stayne leaned down to kiss her again as he moved more insistently and Alice found her body reacting naturally. Her hips began to grind into his and she raised her pelvis, meeting him thrust for thrust.

Stayne wondered how long he could hold out. The girl was so tight! So beautiful! So sweet and giving and willing. Would she...

And suddenly she was nearing the ultimate pleasure. Before she could register what was happening to her Alice found her body tightening with pleasure from every muscle and nerve. She closed her eyes and saw flashes of light on her eyelids. She heard herself scream out the Knave's name. And then she heard him groan and cry out in a guttural, animal way. And then warmth spurted inside of her. He had reached the same peak she had!

Stayne collapsed atop her, then quickly remembered himself and rolled off her and to her side and gathered her in his arms.

"Are you all right?" he whispered.

"Yes," she replied, "I'm fine. Are you...pleased? Did I satisfy you?"

"Alice, you did. You pleased me more than any woman I have ever had."

"Then...then I can..."

Stayne felt his heart clench. She was going to leave. She wasn't going to stay. She wasn't going to stay with him. He had hoped, had prayed, even. But he should have known better. But this time was precious. It was worth it. He would carry the memory and the feel of her for the rest of his life. But now was the time to fulfill his promise to her.

"Yes, Alice. Tonight I'll fetch two horses and set you and the Hatter free. Take the Sword and go to Mamoreal."

Alice kissed him enthusiastically in thanks and gratitude. She and Tarrant were going to leave this horrible place tonight! The loss of her virtue was more than worth it. She silently gave thanks that the Knave was a man of his word. At least with her.

"Thank you, Stayne! I mean...Ilosovic. Thank you!"

Stayne smiled. Yes, his smile was intact. But he could not say the same for his heart.

I hope you enjoyed this encounter between Stayne and Alice as much as I enjoyed writing it. All comments are welcome!