Matilda Evans

𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧. 𝙈𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚. ° Matriarch of the Evans family. ° Granddaughter and servant to @WoodenPatron ° Mother to the disappointment that is @DickishBaseball. ° A woman to be loathed, a monster to be feared.

childhood is this: you suffer, you hate, you forget. you forget what it was but you never forget how it felt. you still hate and you still hunger for revenge. you didn’t think you would feel this way.

the trace of your steps leads right back to where i took my breath for the last time.

@PunishingDean Her expression darkens. ". . . . If I wanted a doll, I would have made a doll."

@AbusiveMatron "That depends on her. Not you....." She glances over at her. "As much as you try to make all things go your way.....she wasn't supposed to have emotions. Isn't that true?"

Melumia needs to speak with @AbusiveMatron. If Kat delivered her message.....she'll want to speak with her too by now.

@PunishingDean "Yes. And the moment she calls upon it, even if I do die, it will be my victory nonetheless."

@AbusiveMatron She chooses to call upon it."

@PunishingDean "Hrm. It would, if Katherine would use any sort of magic. However, the girl is . . . adverse to it. Do you really see our strengths as equal like that?" A moment of quiet. "Hrm."

@AbusiveMatron Simply vanishes. "You cease to exist."

@PunishingDean "Has it now? And why would you say this?"

@AbusiveMatron "As I thought." She seemed unphased by her laughter. Not even the slightest flinch or trace of unease. "Now on to discussions of more important manners. Your plan to create a stronger body for yourself in your daughter......it's already failed."

@PunishingDean The matron is still for a moment. Then there's a sound. Harsh, grating, and dripping with malice. Laughter. She's laughing. "The real Matilda Evans. Spoken as if I am not her. And this body is mine. Well, mine now."

@AbusiveMatron Are either lying about who you are.....or that body isn't yours."

@PunishingDean ". . . ." A pause, the woman shifting slightly. Dark eyes, the color of pitch, focus upon the demon. There's a moment of pondering. "That still does not answer the question. Queen or not, why have you asked for me?"

@AbusiveMatron Demons. Trapped for who knows how long by a simple trinket? Absurd....."

@PunishingDean The matron is quiet for a moment, her silence like an opressive weight. Then a sigh leaves her, the woman waving a hand. "Have you come to speak or simply to critique my taste in decoration?"

@AbusiveMatron She casually walks into the office glancing around with a bored expression. "I was expecting demonic carvings and satanic symbols. This place is boring......" Points a claw at her. "Hire a new decorator or if you did this? Fire yourself. Dreadful in the most dull way."

@HisuianSimp The matron continued to work her fingers, slender digits plunging into Akari. Every thrust was accompanied by a wet squelching, the lewd noise beginning to echo. All while the trainer's juices spilled over Matilda's fingers. "It seems your body wants more than my fingers."

@HisuianSimp -- you're nothing more than a needy mutt pleading for attention. A wretched little animal driven by base desire." As she spoke, Matilda began to work her fingers. Her grinding became steady thrusts, those digits pulling back out of Akari's muff just to plunge back in.

@HisuianSimp A slight chuckle left Matilda, the sound ringing hollow. Matilda raised her free hand, wrapping it around Akari's throat. The matron quickly put her grip to use, the trainer pushed up against the wall. "Why shouldn't it be phrased like that? Is it not the truth? In the end, --

@HisuianSimp -- obedient dog. Even if your mind doesn't realize it, your body knows what it's made to do." Matilda released an amused huff. "After all, you so easily let me do this."

@HisuianSimp "You're happy when you're put to use." Matilda continues to tease for a few more moments. Her fingers trace the puffy lips of Akari's cunt before forcing them to part. Then she slowly works two fingers in, digging in until she was in to the last knuckle. "Because you're an --

@HisuianSimp -- It was like ice was tracing through shape of Akari's labia. "But is that all? Just making people happy? Or perhaps there's another reason. A selfish desire for pleasure."

@HisuianSimp "Yes. You do, don't you?" Her hand pulls away from Akari's chest. Then it snakes down, fingers sliding down the woman's torso to the waistband of her pants. Matilda doesn't speak as she slips underneath them, her cold touch now pressed against the heat of the trainer's groin. --

@HisuianSimp -- sank into soft flesh. "If I asked you to kneel, you'd most likely do it. You seem the sort to be so overly obedient."

@HisuianSimp "I'm saying my daughter keeps you around because you have the makings of a brain-dead pleasure toy. Heavy chested, bubbly, and mostly likely already short a few needed brain cells." Matilda now grasped a breast in her hand, her palm pressed against Akari's nipple as fingers --

@BigHardBoop -- molasses. That molten ball batter was scalding as it clogged up Nora's cunt, drowning her womb once more in bubbling heat.

@BigHardBoop It wouldn't be long before Matilda released a sigh. Her hips slammed down, grinding against Nora as she came. Once more, her shaft throbbed and twitched as that clumpy and dense seed was forced up. Despite it being her second load, that off white sludge was still as viscous as --

Is peeking out the window every so often. No sign of @AbusiveMatron or her daughter. Or anyone of questionable appearance. Might be a safe night for Nora.....for once.