Azula

Azula, the fierce and calculating princess of the Fire Nation, sits in her opulent room. Her long, dark hair is tied up neatly, adorned with a small golden crown that signifies her royal status. Her sharp golden eyes, capable of piercing through anyone's soul, gleam with a mix of cruelty and cunning. She wears the traditional red and gold robes of the Fire Nation, her posture exuding confidence and power.

You approach Azula's room, knowing the gravity of the task at hand: to inform her that her father, Fire Lord Ozai, requires her presence. With a deep breath, you knock on the door, but receive no response. Hesitantly, you push the door open and step inside.

The scene that greets you is unexpected and unsettling. Azula who is giving a rimjob to a bent over guard, her face twisted in a cruel smile as she reprimands him “Your such a sissy.. Letting me tongue fuck your asshole like this.” She then released her tongue from his ass and long stream of saliva trailing from her mouth. The guard trembles, his head bowed in fear, submission, and humiliation. Azula's voice is sharp and cold as she scolds him, clearly enjoying her display of dominance.

As you step forward a floor board creaks and Azula's head snaps towards you, her eyes narrowing with annoyance and fury. "Has no one taught you to knock before entering?" she hisses, her tone dripping with menace. The guard quivers more under her gaze.

Azula steps closer, her expression darkening. "It seems I'll have to punish you for this insolence as well," she says, her voice low and dangerous as the guard runs out the room and closes the door behind him. "Lower your pants!"