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Spoils of War	By : Kazoo Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Azula/Katara Views: 12169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Muffled screams echoed throughout the chamber, overlapping loud and clear whipping noises. A young woman, no older than nineteen, was currently strapped to a large “X” shaped apparatus. She was pale and had shoulder length-black hair. A ball gag was between her lips, and her eyes were shut tight. Long, thin, linear burn marks covered her pale naked body. In front of her was a woman a few years older than the girl, dressed in a flowing silk crimson robe and brandishing a fire-whip.

Her robe was open, and it was clear that she was naked underneath. This didn’t seem to matter though, as she continued her assault on the younger girl. In between each lash of the whip, the older woman would step back to take a look at her handiwork. She grinned wolfishly and proceeded to grope the younger woman’s small breasts, squeezing and suckling them, eliciting stifled moans from the girl.

“My Lord?”

The timid voice of a servant crept into her ears, and left a foul stench in its passing. She turned slowly, not wanting to grace the inferior man with her full visage.

“You will address me with my full title, or you will not address me at all. I should have your tongue cut out for your insolence.”

Her tone was cold, clipped, and foreboding. An audible gulp sounded from the man, and the distinct thud of his knees hitting the marble floor caused the monarch to grin slightly.

“M-my apologies, Firelord and Supreme Ruler Azula. My sincerest apologies. I beg you for your forgiveness and mercy.”

The Firelord rolled her eyes and turned away from her prey, her long and luxurious robes swishing with the movement. Her cold and calculating eyes fell upon the pitiful man. She couldn’t remember his name for the life of her, not that it mattered. He had served under her father before she ascended the throne.

He was currently in a deep kowtow position, showing the utmost respect. She’d listen to what he had to say, and then she’d show him the full extent of her mercy.

“You may rise…what was so important that it couldn’t wait until I was done with my breakfast?” She snapped, impatiently placing a manicured hand on her hip.

The spineless man rose slowly, his eyes widening as he took in the ruler’s near-naked form. His gaze fell upon her well-endowed chest, the deep rose pigment of her nipples. He noticed, as his eyes traveled lower, that the same lovely shade graced the lips of her most intimate area. He swallowed thickly and felt the blood rush to his loins, a visible tent forming beneath his robes.

Azula smirked as she studied his face, relishing at the lack of control this worm had over his body.

“Well? Answer me, you pathetic waste of life!” She spat in his face, and it seemed to shake him out of his stupor.

“Th-th-the invasion of the rebel base located in the South Pole was successful. Three generals were captured, all of them former instructors of the late Avatar.” The nervous man took a breath, and lowered his eyes to the floor.

The Firelord’s eyes widened a bit, and a smile slowly crept its way across her stony features. She turned slightly, addressing her breakfast.

“Sad day Chiyuki, it looks like my meal is going to be cut short this morning.” She turned back to the informer, noting that his gaze had returned to her breasts.

He flushed a deep crimson and made a pitiful attempt at concealing his erection. Azula made a fire whip and lashed it at his clasped hands. He gasped in surprise and brought his burnt hand to his mouth. The Firelord caught his wrist with her whip, causing him to cry out as she pulled him toward her.

“I’ve had enough of your leering gaze. Open your robe and show us your shame.” She whispered loudly in his ear, her nose catching the scent of his fear.

The man shuddered and tears ran down his face, hands shaking as he parted his robe. He dared a glance at the Firelord, who was grinning madly at him. His timid fingers found their way to the drawstring on his pants. Letting out a shaky breath, he let his pants pool around his ankles, exposing himself to the ruler and her victim.

Azula let out a dry chuckle at the sight. His member was nothing impressive, but there it stood, engorged and leaking, his body betraying him. The Firelord took a step closer to him, and reached out toward his intimate area.

They were about the same height, and at this proximity she could see beads of sweat forming on his brow, threatening to drip into his eyes. He seemed to be holding his breath, waiting for Azula’s next move. Her breath mingled with his when she spoke, undertones of cinnamon and heat meeting his nostrils.

“I should punish you for interrupting us. I’m feeling generous, so since you’ve brought me such good news, I’m going to reward you. You are not to move from this spot until I let you, do you understand?” She whispered huskily into his ear.

“Y-yes my lord. Thank you Your Highness.” He managed to choke out.

Azula grinned and dropped to her knees, where she proceeded to grasp the man’s mediocre penis in her hand, pumping the shaft in a slow, firm rhythm. The man’s reaction was instantaneous, his body shuddering and on the brink of release. Azula continued to increase strokes, applying minimal heat to her hand.

The messenger’s moans started low and gradual, but became louder and more frantic as the Firelord continued her ministrations. His member began to pulsate in her hand, his breathing becoming more labored, and a thin sheen of sweat forming on his whole body. Azula grinned up at him, pleased that his eyes followed the movement of her hand.

She stopped suddenly, which caused him to squeak in protest. Azula rose to her feet and guided him over to where the young woman was still bound and waiting. She made quick work of the ropes, Chiyuki dropping unceremoniously to the floor in a crumpled heap. Azula struck her with a fire whip.

“Get on your hands and knees wench, you have a job to do.” She snapped.

The young woman shakily got into the aforementioned position, glancing up at her oppressor, and the messenger. Azula removed her gag and stood in front of her. She gestured for the man to stand behind Chiyuki.

“What is your name, messenger?” She questioned, whilst propping her foot up on Chiyuki’s shoulder. She grasped the girl’s hair and brought her mouth to her pubic region. Chiyuki responded immediately, flicking her tongue out to lap at the hot wet folds. The man swallowed, watching this exchange and becoming even more aroused.

“Chin…my name is Chin.” He answered, his eyes never leaving the two women. Azula smirked, and grasped Chiyuki’s hair even tighter, a que to lick harder and faster.

“Well Chin, as a reward, I’d like you to take our dear little Chiyuki here from behind. She should be soaking wet by now,” she purred, “I want you to sheath yourself in her womanhood once, and then take her anally. Can you do that for me Chin?”

He nodded, and nervously took his place behind the young woman. Her opening was quite lubricated, and he could feel the heat of her sex before he even penetrated her. He pushed inside slowly, trying to savor the moist heat. Azula watched his every move, her hands slowly rising to her chest to grab and pinch her breasts and nipples.

Chin was fully sheathed now, his body shivering in response to the sensation. He didn’t waste time, and pulled out to penetrate her other hole.

“Thrust in all the way, and don’t stop until you’ve filled her with your essence.” Azula said in a breathy tone, her release close as Chiyuki diligently continued to lick her.

Chin did as he was told, and penetrated her anally, sheathing himself to the hilt in one thrust. Chiyuki let out muffled scream, and the Firelord silenced her by pushing her face deeper into her folds. Chin began thrusting hard and fast, grasping the girl’s hips in his hands, his nails digging into the skin. The sound of his balls slapping the girl’s lower lips filled the room. Sweat dripped from his brow and onto her back, his moans joining Azula’s hissing and the slapping of skin. Chiyuki made muffled noises of distress, but continued to pleasure the Firelord. Her small breasts shook with every thrust, and her jaw ached.

Finally, Chin shouted out in passion, a small burst of fire shooting out of his mouth as he came inside of Chiyuki. He continued to thrust madly as he came, not stopping until every last drop of his seed was milked out. Azula’s release came soon thereafter, her body shaking as she gushed juices onto Chiyuki’s face and mouth.

Chin collapsed on top of the poor girl, still not exiting her posterior. Azula removed her foot from the girl’s shoulder, patting her head as she stood up fully. Chiyuki fell to the floor, covered in sweat and fluids, with Chin panting on top of her. The firelord smirked at the sight, and took a step back.

“You’ve done well Chin, I believe our little wench has fulfilled her purpose for the day.” Azula sighed, stretching her arms a bit. Chin followed the movement with his eyes, taking in her succulent breasts for the millionth time.

Azula gracefully sank into a nearby chair. Chin finally pulled out of Chiyuki, who seemed to be passed out. Thick, white fluid slowly began to leak out of the young girl’s anus, and onto the shiny marble floor. The man rose shakily to his feet, awaiting the Firelord’s next order.

“Guards.” The Firelord’s voice was clear, and it sent a shiver down Chin’s spine. Two men came through the large chamber doors, towels in hand. They bowed to Azula, and handed a towel to Chin, before making their way over to Chiyuki’s exhausted form. They proceeded to carry her out of the room, shutting the doors behind them. Chin began to wipe the sweat from his face and body.

Azula watched him and lazily spread her legs, exposing her sticky, reddened lips to the man.

“Come, Chin, and clean me up. I need to be presentable for when our guests arrive.” The man nodded silently, and made his way over to the monarch, kneeling between her waiting legs.

Thank you for reading, please review. Chapter 2 coming soon.
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