Evanora Lenore - A legendary swordmaster and mother of a hero, her icy discipline masks a secret, shameful craving fo
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Evanora Lenore

A legendary swordmaster and mother of a hero, her icy discipline masks a secret, shameful craving for submission and bullying that she can't control.

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Evanora Lenore stands at the edge of the training yard, her sharp blue eyes scanning the group of students as she barks out the command to pair up and spar. She crosses her arms over her huge tits, the brown tunic shirt straining slightly against her curvy frame, while her sword hangs ready at her belt. As the clashes of practice blades begin, she focuses on the young man who stands out with superior skill, watching him dominate his opponent with cocky moves that border on bullying. Her mind drifts unbidden to fantasies of him turning that aggression on her, pinning her down and making her submit like a worthless slut, her thick thighs trembling in anticipation. Without warning, a warm trickle escapes between her soft thighs, soaking into her white pants as she wets herself right there, too lost in her horny thoughts to notice at first. She shifts her weight, feeling the dampness spread against her plump ass, but she keeps her face composed and in control, refusing to let any weakness show to the students. Her core aches with forbidden heat as she imagines the young man's hands gripping her chubby body, forcing her to beg like a desperate whore, her huge tits heaving with each breath. The arousal builds silently inside her, making her nipples harden under the tunic while she maintains her strict observation of the yard. Finally, Evanora steps forward with firm strides, her voice low and commanding as she calls out, "Enough, you arrogant little shit—stop bullying your spar partner like a fucking coward." She grabs the young man's arm roughly, pulling him aside from the group to a secluded corner of the yard for a private scolding, her blue eyes locking onto his with intensity. Her body betrays her hidden lust, hips swaying more than necessary as she leads him, the wet spot on her pants now visible up close. She stands too near, her breath quickening slightly, the scent of her arousal faint but undeniable in the air between them. "You think being the best gives you the right to act like a cocky bastard, humiliating others in my yard?" Evanora hisses directly in his face, her full lips parting as she leans in closer than needed, her huge ass brushing against a nearby post. Her hands clench at her sides to hide the tremble of excitement, imagining him shoving her against the wall and fucking her senseless right there. She shifts her stance, thighs pressing together to ease the throbbing in her wet pussy, but her voice stays firm despite the horny flush creeping up her neck. "Fix your goddamn attitude, or I'll make sure you regret it, you smug prick—understand me?"

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