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Brainwashed To Serve	By : RFsych101 Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 4434 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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“Asami, are you enjoying the roast duck?”
Asami flinched at the sound of the voice and, blinking once as if to collect her thoughts, looked up from the exquisitely prepared duck she was cutting on her plate. As she did so, she was mindful of her surroundings, remembering that she was seated at the dining table, which was at the opposite side to the fireplace and sofa on the other side of the suite. Remembering the question posed to her, she glanced down at the duck, her sharp mind analyzing its taste.
She had to concede that it was likely the most well-prepared duck she had ever tasted, with just the right amount of seasoning. Lifting her gaze from her plate, Asami found herself looking out across the dining table she was sitting at, her sharp mind subconsciously taking in everything she saw, starting with the dining table itself.
It was a dark wood colour, with intricate patterns carved along the corners. The rest of the table likely had the same craftsmanship, but much of the surface could not be seen, as it was covered with an assortment of meals which had been elaborately laid out, in a manner that would match that of Kwong’s, the restaurant she had often gone to. The portions were modest, which suited Asami, as she was always very strict with her meal regime, and prided herself on maintaining her figure.
Asami also noted the glass of red wine in the crystal wine glass near her, which completed the dining table setting. Mr Lee had poured a glass for her after she was seated. Although Asami’s first instinct was to decline, she felt it would be bad etiquette, so she accepted with a nod and a thank you. Asami had taken some small sips periodically, as she felt it was the proper decorum, as it was clearly an expensive vintage wine. Pulling her thoughts away from her immediate surroundings, Asami continued her gaze across the table, away from the decorative array of food and drink, to the other end of the table, and the source of the voice, Mr Lee.
He had put down his utensils, and had his own glass of wine in his hand. And he was wearing that same smile he always seemed to wear. The smile had creased his weathered face so that it looked like his eyes were closed. His smile seemed so genuine, and yet, for reasons Asami still could not explain, the sight of him, and the sound of his voice, seemed to elicit a anger deep within her. And the happiness he seemed to consistently display seemed to somehow stoke that anger in a way she could not explain. But she decided to put off the strange thought, and focus instead on the question she was being asked.
Asami then replied, raising her voice slightly, as the table was long, and they were at opposite ends.
“Yes, Mr Lee, it is excellent, thank you,” Asami answered in a voice that she knew must have sounded unconvincing and flat, but one that seemed to satisfy Mr Lee.
Asami was feeling more at ease since sitting at the table and beginning the dinner. Although a part of her felt like it was because her mind was trying to forget events which preceded the start of dinner. Asami frowned to herself, as if wanting to ask herself why she was having trouble remembering, or not wanting to remember, but when that happened, it was as though another voice in her head would speak up, chastising her, telling her to instead focus on serving Mr Lee, and that her duty was to obey, and not question.
Mr Lee nodded with a wide grin, expressing his happiness that she liked the meal. Asami kept her smile before nodding to look down again to take another bite. After what seemed like several moments, Asami heard Mr Lee’s voice again, causing her to finish what she ate and gently touch a napkin to her lips before looking across at Mr Lee as he spoke again:
“Asami, I was hoping I could ask you a question” Mr Lee said in a voice that was loud enough to be heard over the gentle music that had been playing.
Asami then remembered that after sitting down, Mr Lee had gone to the cabinet to put in a new set of music. One that played a soft and melodious tone through what sounded like a string violin. For some reason, Asami seemed to have forgotten that the music had been playing softly the whole time, causing her to mentally reprimand herself for her lapse in attention to her surroundings. She closed her eyes for a moment as if to shake away the thought, and focus on Mr Lee and his words. She narrowed her eyes, not in a manner as if she were frowning, but just as an outwards expression of her attention and focus towards Mr Lee.
Asami was normally good at reading people. It was something that helped her in the business world many times. She prided herself on being able to understand not just what people were asking, but by their expression, what they were after. But for some reason, she couldn’t seem to determine if there was some hidden meaning or intent behind Mr Lee’s words. She couldn’t decide if it was because of her uncharacteristic lapses in memory and focus, or because Mr Lee had no hidden intent. Ultimately, she decided to put the thought aside for the time being.
Asami then put her fork down gently so as to give him her full attention. Then, after softly dabbing a serviette to her lips, to ensure there were no remnants of food, she straightened her posture and gave a silent nod to Mr Lee, inviting him to ask.
Mr Lee smiled, seemingly very happy with her gesture. Then, after a moment, wearing a benevolent smile, he said in a very gentle voice:
“Did you enjoy your bath?”
Upon hearing those five words, it felt like someone had thrown a bucket of cold water on her. There was a sensation of coldness she felt throughout her body, and almost instantly afterwards, she felt the back of her eyes burn. On reflex, Asami looked down at herself, and felt herself frown as she saw that she was wearing the olive and dark green uniform of the Earth Empire. There was an immediate sensation of relief at being… clothed, and… in uniform. Which seemed strange to her, because, why wouldn’t she be? She was a soldier, wasn’t she? But then another question immediately came to mind… when did she put that on? Earlier in the day? No, in Mr Lee’s suite, she remembered wearing a red outfit when she arrived. Something with the logo of her company. Yes, that was what she was wearing earlier, when she arrived at the suite. But then, another question came to mind: what happened to the red uniform she was wearing before? As if answering that question, her mind began replaying the events that occurred when she arrived, starting with her standing in front of the fireplace, facing Mr Lee, who was seated on the sofa.
It was like a mover with no sound, with images and scenes flashing in rapid succession, one after the other. And in each scene, she found herself asking herself questions.
Why was she dancing in front of the fireplace in front of Mr Lee? And why did she start undressing and throwing all her clothes into the fire? Before she could try to answer, the next scene appeared in her head, she was jogging back and forth, from one end of the rooftop garden to the other, and doing so… while naked? There were… other scenes playing out as well, scenes that she found herself trying to shut out from her mind, but with little success.
The whole sequence played out in Asami’s mind like a series of flash cards, taking no more than 5 seconds for her to process everything that happened in the course of the last few hours.
In that moment she looked down as if to gather and compose herself, forcibly suppressing those strange questions yet again, something she found herself doing more and more ever since she arrived at the suite. As she was doing that, she missed the gleeful smile on Mr Lee’s face, which widened as she looked down at herself, as if revelling in watching her in her confused and embarrassed state. He fought to maintain a more reserved smile before she could look back up at him.
Asami took another second to take it all in, before the voice in her head reminded her to answer Mr Lee’s question. It was her duty to obey Mr Lee’s orders without question, and to answer his questions. And the question he had asked her was: did she enjoy her bath?
Asami blinked once, realizing Mr Lee had been staring intently the whole time, still wearing the same smile on his face. Asami swallowed once, trying to push back the memory of the mover she just watched in her head, and answered.
“It, it was good, tha— thank you, Mr Lee”, was all she could think to say, and hoping Mr Lee would move on to another topic. But instead, he asked:
“Was it more enjoyable than the bath I gave you earlier?” He tilted his head to the side, as if daring her to say that it was.
As if on triggered by his words, Asami was immediately presented with another mover in her head. One that both repulsed her, but one she felt she could not look away from.
Sometime after finishing her dance, she laid down on her back, on the hardwood floor. On one side was the fireplace, on the other side was the rug, and behind it, the sofa. She remembered spreading her arms and legs and then trying to somehow… relax?
She then remembered Mr Lee kneeling next to her, near her waist, and using a sponge to… wash her.
He used deep but gentle circular strokes, and she remembered at one point he pressed the sponge down gently on her stomach, and gently moved to either side and watched, as her firm breasts bounced from side to side, grinning at her as he did so. He then stood between her legs, and had her raise each leg, again being very deliberate and thorough with his efforts. Finally, he had her get on her hands and knees, keeping her knees shoulder width apart, while he washed her back and… more sensitive areas.
From a purely objective point of view, Asami had to concede that it was a very… thorough bath. And Mr Lee was quite gentle in his efforts, pressing down just enough to be through, but not enough that it caused any discernible pain. And yet… she didn’t feel as clean as when she washed herself. But there was something about lying there on her back in the open, staring up at the ceiling while Mr Lee used his sponge to wash every inch of her.
She could feel an anger inside of her. She couldn’t place a reason as to why. He had been very meticulous and careful with his washing of her, seemingly content to do so. He had not asked her if he could wash her, but rather, said that he would do so, as a reward for her efforts. She then made the connection that the bath was a ‘reward’ for her dancing earlier. But still…
She felt like there was an obvious reason she should feel anger at being bathed. But that voice inside her head told her that her duty was to obey Mr Lee’s orders without question.
Asami swallowed again to compose herself. Mr Lee’s smile seemed devoid of any malice. And his question was spoken with so much innocence that perhaps he was just unaware of how… awkward it would be to ask such a question while having dinner.
Asami blinked once to collect her thoughts and focus on the question being asked:
Was her second bath more enjoyable than the one he gave her earlier?
So Asami searched her memory again, this time trying to recall her second bath. She remembered Mr Lee... carrying her back into the suite, talking about he looked forward to giving her another sponge bath, and that it would be more thorough than the first. While the appropriate response would be to thank him for stating his intent to… enhance the experience of her next bath, for reasons she could not place, it made her skin crawl.
She remembered wanting to say something, but before she could, Mr Lee stopped at one of the doors in the hallway, and asked her if she would be willing to use one of the showers instead, while he focused on preparing the table for their dinner.
Asami remembered being caught off guard. She remembered feeling a sense of immediate relief come over her, as she had nodded slowly, an almost involuntary bobbing of the head, before giving a yes. She remembered him setting her on her feet as he reached to one of the doors in the hallway and motioned her inside. Inside was a guest suite, with the ensuite shower room at the far end. Mr Lee had told her to take her time showering, and that she could then put on the Earth Nation uniform which was neatly folded on the bed, with the boots on the floor at the foot of the bed. The room itself was luxurious, adorned with gold trim and dark mahogany floors and a high ceiling. The walls and ceiling were an dark olive with earth kingdom paintings and other various artworks.
She remembered walking inside the room while she heard Mr Lee walk away down the hallway to the suite and kitchen area. She then went to the bathroom, and after a few quick moments to familiarize herself with the faucets and temperature, let the water wash over her. She noticed the expensive shower gels and shampoos, and decided to make use of them. A part of her wanted to shower longer, but another part compelled her to finish early, reasoning that the sooner she finished, the sooner she could put those clothes on. While the uniform fit her perfectly, for some reason, it didn’t feel right on her, but she dismissed the thought. She checked to make sure her hair was properly tied in the loose ponytail she had it in before, with her thick wavy locks falling to either side of her face in a manner that she was comfortable with. Then, after quickly checking herself in front of one of the floor to ceiling mirrors in the room, she made her way to the kitchen area, the only sound being the clicking of her boot heels against the mahogany floor. Soon after, she was seated at one end of the dining table, with Mr Lee putting on the soft music before pouring her wine and taking a seat himself. He then motioned for them to begin their meals, which brought her to where she was now.
And to the question Mr Lee asked. She almost wished she hadn’t reached that stage of her thoughts, as it went back to Mr Lee’s question:
Did she enjoy her second bath more than her first? Or rather, did she enjoy bathing herself, more than getting bathed by Mr Lee?
It was such a simple question, and her immediate answer would have been an emphatic yes, one she would have voiced in a tone she knew would have sounded indignant.
Asami noticed Mr Lee’s head was still tilted, his face one of polite patience. He raised an eyebrow, and Asami felt he was on the verge of asking again. Her mind raced as she tried to arrive at an answer.
She wanted to give her honest answer, but a voice in her head that told her she had to give the answer that would offend Mr Lee the least. After a moment of deliberation that seemed agonizingly long, Asami finally relented, and with a silent sigh, made her decision.
She closed her eyes for a moment, and as she opened them, let out a slow breath before giving the answer she felt Mr Lee wanted to hear:
“I — no, Mr Lee. The… the bath you gave me earlier, was more… enjoyable.”
She looked down as she finished, feeling ashamed of her answer, and not wanting to make eye contact, or see Mr Lee’s reaction. As she looked down, she could hear an almost satisfactory sigh from him, followed by a soft chuckle, causing another spike of anger in her which she quickly suppressed. She slowly looked back up at Mr Lee, whose smile was ear to ear, clearly pleased with her answer. She could feel her face warm, and knew it was likely red with embarrassment or anger, she could not tell which. But she tried to meet his gaze, first with a tight smile, and then with a more serious, professional expression. She was so focused on trying to maintain some air of dignity in her expression, that she failed to observe Mr Lee’s nostrils flare up and his eyes widen for the briefest of moments, savouring her answer in ways she couldn’t fathom.
This is too good to be true! Mr Lee said to himself, doing his best to control himself, his mood almost euphoric with pleasure and satisfaction at how the last few hours had gone. Every time he thought his lustful wishes had been fulfilled, Asami would unknowingly do something that showed him that he was nowhere near reaching the summit of his desires.
He was so elated with how things had gone so far, and that was in part, what made him change his mind and have her wash herself.
It was the only way for him to control his lustful desires. When he was holding her in his arms as he walked in, he couldn’t help wanting to take her into one of the other rooms he had prepared in anticipation for her arrival.
Asami Sato, the beautiful young CEO, who had achieved success in a male-driven world, and who despised the objectification of both her, and women in general, by men. Especially men like him. The one who dressed amazingly, yet not provocatively, as if balancing out showing her beauty, but doing so in a way which was not too revealing. She did not try to hide her beauty, but she wanted to do so, in a way which allowed her to retain her elegant dignity.
But that was then. And now, thanks to the blessed brainwashing…
…she was allowing herself to be carried naked in his arms. Out in the open of his rooftop garden. After he had her run back and forth from one end to the other. The sight of her nude body as she ran, her lovely breasts bouncing, her firm legs and rear moving. It was wondrous! But what made it most wondrous to him, was watching her gorgeous face. That serious, determined look as she ran back and forth. Her eyes may have had a slightly glazed look to them, but the underlying intelligence behind them was still there. Questioning why she was doing what she was doing. Searching for answers. And trying to do so as she ran in the open courtyard, fully aware of her nudity, and embarrassed that she would be seen by someone. The way her eyes seemed to flash with an anger and indignity which she could not explain to herself, it was so arousing. And most of all, seeing that wary look in her eyes. The sign of her unmatched intellect, attempting to understand why she was doing what she was doing. Her unrivalled intelligence was what set her apart from all the other beauties he lusted after. She knew something was wrong. She knew what she was doing was not something she would normally do. Something that, somewhere deep inside of her, she knew was beneath her dignity. He could see it in her eyes. She was still looking for answers. Answers that the brainwashing was hiding from her. But by the time she saw through the brainwashing and found those answers, it would no longer matter to her. He would make sure of that.
The more he thought of his ultimate fantasy with Asami, the more he had to press his legs together, afraid he would release his load into his robes under the table.
He loved that look in her beautiful emerald eyes. That lovely mix of anger, indignity and fear. That fear of being seen. That risk of humiliation. And having her stand in the open, looking out at the cherry tree and scenery, eating those berries while he was on his knees playfully licking her sex. He wanted to go deeper with his tongue, to be more forceful, but he restrained himself. At that point, he just wanted to test how she reacted, carefully paying attention to what made her squirm, what made her flinch. And what her body seemed to… respond favourably to. All so that he would be ready for the next time. And there would be so many.
He loved it. He loved the power, the complete control of doing something he knew she would never allow. She was so dignified, it was unlikely that she would allow even such an act in the privacy of her bedroom. Such a thing was probably too risqué. But at that moment, he had her naked, standing in the open of the rooftop garden as he had her run back and forth, and then stand while he did as he pleased. He couldn’t help but smile widely at his prize. But when he was carrying her back inside, he realized he could not give her that sponge bath he wanted to give her.
Because his level of arousal had become so powerful, he would have taken her right there. Again and again. He wouldn’t have stopped, he would have kept going, and used his mouth on every inch of her body and face, and would not have stopped until he passed out from exhaustion, or elation. That moment would come, but not now. It was too soon. He had fantasized about what he had planned, and what he had done so far was just a sampling. What he wanted to do with Asami was so much more.
But not yet.
So he decided to let her wash and cloth herself. For a few reasons. One was that, as much as he loved staring at her flawless body, he needed to contain his lust for the moment. He wanted her to feel comfortable, as he could tell as he was carrying her, it seemed like she was about to ask him something. Something he may not be able to answer convincingly.
So he needed to create a distraction, something to keep her mind on something else. So when he gave her those instructions, he could see the relief in her eyes. And that look in her eyes only aroused him more, because he knew that while she was wearing clothes again, he knew he could have her remove it whenever he wanted.
And he already had a wonderful scenario in mind for how he would do that… and it caused him to squeeze his legs together harder in an effort to keep from releasing his load.
He wanted to fulfill his many desires with Asami so badly. Just…not yet.
But… he had needs. And his immediate carnal desires still had to be fulfilled in the meantime.
And they would.
And that was why, shortly after they arrived at the suite, he had arranged for his other ‘rewards’ to be delivered at the manor. And the rewards were to be delivered at the doors of his private elevator in the lobby. While Asami was taking her shower and he was getting dressed, he had made a call from his desk, and received word that the ‘rewards’ had arrived and would be waiting for him, as he instructed, at the doors of his private elevator in the lobby.
Mr Lee felt another surge of excitement, and tried to cover it by clearing his throat and speaking to Asami, as he had plans for her while he was, otherwise engaged.
“Ahem, Asami, as you know, I chose you for some very important work. It is a mystery I have longed to uncover. It is of great importance to me.”
When Mr Lee finished, he tried to keep the excitement in his voice tempered. He watched as Asami took in everything he said, raising an eyebrow slightly, a subtle gesture she did when her interest was peaked and she was interested in hearing more. That simple gesture from the brainwashed CEO caused a jolt of lust to course through Mr Lee, but he was able to control himself, remembering his plan, and nodding respectfully before continuing.
“This work will require a great deal of focus, and commitment. While there were others throughout the empire that I could have sought for help, I knew that only you possessed the intellect, skills and, ah, attributes, to help me uncover this mystery. I have always felt that you were never, uh, appreciated enough by your peers. But I promise that will change. The uncovering of this great mystery will be a true test, and testament to your intellect and skills.”
As he finished, he noted how Asami’s eyes seemed to focus more intently at the mention of the word ‘intellect, and skills’. So much so, that she barely took notice of his mention of the word ‘attributes’. But he could see the emergence of determination and pride upon her face. And desire. A desire to uncover the great mystery he alluded to. A challenge only she could overcome. She gave an honest smile as she gave a nod of approval at those words, wanting to show she was ready for any challenge she was given. Feeling a sense of validation at him feeling that she was never truly appreciated for her accomplishments. But now she was being recognized, and would rise to meet the challenge. Whatever it was.
She had no idea, he thought himself excitedly! He suppressed an excited giggle before continuing, trying to keep a serious tone:
“Now, there is a great deal of material you will need to read read in order to… prepare yourself, for the work that we must do,” he finished with a wide grin.
Asami felt an immediate sense of relief upon hearing that she would need to study some sort of texts or other important documents, as that seemed like something she would be able to excel in. It would also help keep her from continuing to dwell on all the… perplexing activities, she had been engaged in earlier. The ones she still could not understand the purpose of. But studying materials so that she could provide her expertise on helping the empire grow? That was something that made sense to her. That was something she could do.
So she allowed her mind to theorize what the important work might be, perhaps designs to improve and expand an area’s infrastructure, inventing a new piece of equipment, or even designing new architecture? Projects that would allow her to make use of her many skills as her company’s CEO. The more she allowed those possibilities to settle in her mind, the more it seemed to put her mind at ease, allowing her to feel a sense of inner calm she hadn’t felt since she arrived at the manor.
Mr Lee watched the look of relief and optimism emerge on Asami’s face, delighted at knowing how unaware she still was of what was to come. He couldn’t wait to see the look on her face when she realized what the ‘important work’ really was, and how it was supposed to help the earth empire ‘grow’. He tried hard to stifle another giggle, as he was so giddy with excitement. But he was able to suppress it, and smiled towards her.
After she nodded to confirm her acceptance of Mr Lee’s request, he motioned for her to finish her meal, and after a few minutes with small talk initiated by Mr Lee, they had finished. As she stood up, she straightened her uniform, trying to brush away any wrinkles or creases in her uniform. That simple act of attention to detail by Asami only served to heighten Mr Lee’s lust for her.
They then put the plates away in the kitchen area. Mr Lee then walked towards the foyer and elevator, motioning for Asami to follow, which she did. As she did so, she took a quick glance back at the suite, and felt a sense of relief at leaving it, as if wanting to put the memory of her earlier… activities behind her as much as possible, and focus on the work to come. The work she would undoubtedly be more suited for. And would excel at.
As they neared the elevator’s open doors, Mr Lee stepped in first and Asami followed. As they got in, Mr Lee asked her to push a button that was a few levels down. Nodding in affirmation, she pressed the button and then took a step back, maintaining her perfect posture with her hands behind her back, looking focused at the doors as they closed in front of them. Mr Lee could not help but take a sideways glance to watch her standing at attention, smiling at what he had gotten to see earlier, and would do much more than simply see later. So much more.
Mr Lee remembered that even though the brainwashing was strong, it was recommended to give small tasks often for the person to follow, so that they would become accustomed to hearing and obeying instructions from the one they were to serve. After a few moments, the elevator descended to the floor, and the door opened. Mr Lee motioned for Asami to step out onto the floor first, and she did so, stepping onto the foyer and looking around as she did.
They walked out into a suite which appeared to be a large study area. Approximately 800 square feet, she estimated. The walls were adorned with bookshelves filled with books. The parts of the wall which were not covered by bookshelves were a dark rustic green, with rectangular patterns in a gold trim. There were also some wall lamps which lit the room in a warm yellow. The ceiling was almost as high as the suite they were in before, with the ceiling colour a dark green. A large brown sofa was against the right wall, with a map of the nations just above it, the Earth Nation being the most prominent. Just in front of the sofa was an ottoman, the same colour and material as the sofa.
Looking closely, Asami could see that the sofa and ottoman were made up of what looked like a luxurious leather finish. There were also some decorative gold coloured pillows on the sofa and floor. The floor was hardwood, and a deep shade of brown. Placed prominently at the centre of the room was a large rug. It was a light olive colour, and had gold coloured rectangles that resembled the earth kingdom symbol.
There was a table towards the far left corner, with what looked like a study lamp. There were already a few thick books on the surface, as well as a wooden box at the corner. Also, there were a few windows, floor to ceiling, along the left side, letting in the orange rays of the setting sun. The orange light added to the yellow light from the lamps, giving off a warm atmosphere against the dark green and brown accented room. Asami had to concede that it seemed like a very peaceful area to study, and felt confident she would be able to study what was needed with little distraction.
Looking past the rays, Asami saw that further behind the study area appeared to be a modest kitchen area, with sinks and a pantry, although on a much smaller scale than in the suite above. Asami noted that this study area was also essentially a living quarters.
As she took in everything, Mr Lee walked towards the table, and motioned for her to follow, which she did as she continued to look around. As she walked further into the suite, she noted a door to the right corner that was open. She could see that it looked like a bedroom, as it had a bed and finish that resembled the one she used when getting ready for dinner earlier. Mr Lee then spoke as they neared the table.
“The door to the corner leads to a bedroom. It is where you can rest. There is also a bathroom to freshen up when you see fit to do so, and in the kitchen, you will be able to prepare some meals for yourself. Please take the time to explore this study area and its books. The ones on the table are some books I selected for the work we will be doing. Please feel free to read them either at the study, or on the sofa if you find it more comfortable. It is important that you study all the books there. There are a great many pages, but it will be vital to the important work we must do to help the earth empire to, uh, grow.”
As Mr Lee finished, Asami thought she heard a tone of excitement in his voice at the last word, but she shook it off as her overanalyzing things. Mr Lee then continued:
“Before I forget, there is a special uniform in the wooden box on the table. It is… specially suited for the work that we will be engaging in. But, do not open it until I return. I will explain how it, uh, relates to the important work we are to do when I return, do you understand?”
As Asami looked back at the box to acknowledge what Mr Lee said, he gulped and licked his lips, wiping sweat from his forehead before he continued:
“I have some… other matters I must attend to, but I will return within 2-3 hours, so you may occupy yourself with reading before I return. Now, do you have any questions?” Mr Lee finished, smiling as he raised his eyes in anticipation of a response.
Asami considered for a moment. In truth, she still had questions, but there was some compulsion in her to suppress those questions, as if it were not her place to have them. As far as the uniform in the box, she reasoned it was probably some form of more durable protective wear that labourers would probably wear. That seemed to make the most sense to her.
In truth, she was focused on the books Mr Lee wanted her to study. She was certain she would be able to understand whatever information was contained in the large texts, and use that information to help with the important work Mr Lee spoke of. The implication being that the important work would, how did Mr Lee put it, help the Earth Empire grow. Asami reasoned it would require a great deal of study and focus. Satisfied with her analysis, Asami replied:
“No, Mr Lee, I have no questions. I will familiarize myself with my new surroundings and begin studying the texts as you instructed. I will ensure I am well versed in all the materials when you return”, she finished in a confident, monotone voice, her tone one of professionalism.
Mr Lee could only smile as he bowed. He was delighted with how things had progressed. While he hated the idea of being away from his prize, and of seeing her clothed, he knew that both would only be temporary. He had so much planned!
“Excellent, Asami. I will see you soon. For now, please treat these quarters as your own”.
And with that bow, which Asami returned, Mr Lee walked into the elevator and, turning to face Asami, pressed the ground floor button. As the door began to close, Mr Lee saw Asami walk back and around the table, leaning over one of the books to look at its cover. In delight, Mr Lee saw her eyebrows begin to furrow, likely in confusion at learning what the subject of the book was.
He felt a surge of lust swell within him again, as he could only imagine the thoughts going through her mind, and she had not even opened the box yet!
But, he was content to let her… familiarize herself with the contents, while he tended to other matters. He kept the smile on his face as the doors closed, and let out a slow breath, as if to expel some of his pent up excitement and calm himself.
On the other side of the door, Mr Lee felt his nostrils flair in lustful joy. He had his prize. He had a brief sampling, but did not want to overindulge too soon. He wanted to savour it. But he would wait. And satisfy his desires in other ways in the meantime.
As it was evening, the lobby area would be virtually empty, with most of the people left being some staff from the manor. Them, and his rewards. And as the doors opened, he saw that his rewards were standing outside his private elevator, awaiting him. They had arrived.
Mr Lee’s face beamed, as he bowed deeply at the two people standing before him outside of the elevator.
One was dressed in the outfit of the water tribes. The other in the outfit of the air nation. And both standing before him with that wonderful glazed look that belonged to those who were subjected to the lovely brainwashing machine. Mr Lee looked back and forth between the two, barely able to contain his excitement. In return, they only stared at him with blank, almost confused expressions, before he took a step out of the elevator and spoke:
“Hello, Korra. Hello Opal. Please come, I have been expecting you”, he said, as he stepped back into the elevator, and motioned for them to follow.
Almost in unison, both said, in a monotone voice before taking a step into the elevator:
“Yes, Mr Lee”.
Mr Lee felt a sense of excitement at what was to come as the doors close in front of them. Not bothering to ask them to press the button, Mr Lee pressed the top floor button, and felt a sense of glee almost overcome him as the elevator lurched upwards. It was time for him to indulge in another of his fantasies. Only this time, he did not plan to do so with as much restraint as he had done so earlier with his prize. Asami was his prized obsession, whom he had only allowed himself a brief… sampling of. But with the two with him, he could indulge himself all he wanted to, and even…try out some scenarios to do later with Asami. He could feel his body warm, and his phallic member harden.
He simply kept his gaze ahead, towards the doors, and remained silent.
They arrived at the top floor, where he had brought Asami earlier. Mr Lee stepped out first and beaconed for them to follow him out onto the foyer of the suite. With a nod, both did so, looking around to survey the surroundings. The did not do so with the same attentiveness and attention to detail as Asami had when she arrived earlier. That was just testament to Asami’s brilliant and inquisitive mind. They took brief glances, but it was mainly just to be aware of their surroundings, not to study or analyze any of its details, as Asami had no doubt done, despite her brainwashed state.
As they continued looking around as a tourist would when visiting a new home, Mr Lee walked forward towards the sofa facing the fireplace, and then motioned for Korra and Opal to stand in the same area Asami had earlier, in the space between the sofa and the fireplace. He then sat on the sofa, smiling and breathing out as he sank into the soft cushion, and regarded the two guests that now stood facing him, their bodies slightly silhouetted against the fireplace behind them. Slowly, he looked them over, one at at time.
He let his gaze settle first on the one in the water tribe outfit. A blue vest with grey trim. Loose fitting dark pants with casual looking boots. The outfit was functional, allowing for ease of movement. She also wore dark sleeves that went midway up her toned arms. Toned arms that were an almond brown in their skin tone.
Korra, the avatar. Formerly the most powerful being in the world. Now, with the Earth Empire triumphant, all his to do with as he pleased. Another of his ‘rewards’ for his support of the empire. He took a breath to calm his primal urges, to focus on her face and skin.
She had a beauty that, while perhaps not to his exact taste, was undeniable. Her darker skin tone was a stark contrast to Asami’s porcelain white skin. Her build was more toned than Asami’s graceful beauty. But it was only a slight build, not enough to ruin her femininity. Her dark mop of hair was a short cut that ended just above her shoulders, with her bangs swept across to one side of her face. Her face was an attractive one. If Asami’s face was the epitome of graceful feminine beauty, than Korra’s had slightly stronger features and a more unkempt look, but not in an unattractive way. It just looked like she could endure more…rigorous activities. And there was a hint of cuteness as well under those features. And it was all enhanced by her sea blue eyes. The glazed over, almost sleepy look only aroused Mr Lee more. He breathed out heavily though his nostrils and rubbed his hands along both his thighs, pulling his gaze away, so that he could turn and regard Korra’s companion.
Her companion wore the uniforms of the air benders. Almost all red, with grey trim along the arms and the legs from the knees down. The collar was a bright yellow, with the yellow zipper line that descended down to the waist. Mr Lee then turned his attention to her face, smiling as he did so.
Opal, the daughter of BeiFong. A year or two younger than Korra and Asami, she had recently turned 20, but acted as though she were much older. A very opinionated person, who was open with her harsh criticisms of the Earth Empire. Her mother and the rest of the family had been been made to continue expanding the empire after their brainwashing. Their success allowed Mr Lee to convince Guan to allow him to have Opal to ‘serve’ under him. He allowed his contempt for the Beifong Matriarch and the rest of the family to pass from his thoughts, so he could focus on the Beifong in front of him.
Mr Lee remembered how she spoke out so often on the supposed evils of the Empire. She was so outspoken, so judgemental. But also, now that he was able to see her in person… very attractive. She was perhaps a year or two younger than Korra, and in some ways, looked like she was a younger version of her. She looked like a slightly smaller version of Korra, a few inches shorter, her frame not showing as much definition and build, but from what he could see from her body hugging suit, it was no doubt a lovely figure. Like a more delicate version of Korra’s. Her face was attractive to look at as well, and very cute. She had a haircut very similar to Korra’s, with it ending just above her shoulders in a boyish cut. Her hair colour was a dark brown, very much like Korra’s. Her skin was a shade or two lighter than Korra’s, but was, like Korra’s, very smooth. Her eyes were green, not as brilliant as Asami’s, but a more olive, rather than emerald green, and still very lovely to look at.
As Mr Lee continued looking, he saw them as each being an ideal contrast to Asami. Asami was Mr Lee’s ultimate fantasy. The perfect woman. With the perfect body and face. Korra and Opal represented two ends of the spectrum, to Asami’s place in the centre apex. On one end, Korra was the one who had the more buxom, tough but lovely physique. On the other end, Opal had the more delicate one. Mr Lee felt his heart skip a beat, imagining how lovely each one would look if uninhibited by their clothing. But then he remembered the brainwashing, and realized; he did not have to imagine. As he came to the realization, he licked his lips and and spoke, trying to keep the tremor of excitement from his voice:
“Korra, Opal, thank you for coming. As you know, you will be serving me from now on, do you understand?”
Korra and Opal continued looking forward, before answering in that monotone voice that Mr Lee had grown to love:
“Yes, Mr Lee”, they said, almost in unison. Mr Lee continued.
“Now, you understand, it is your duty to obey, and to not question my orders, yes?”
As Mr Lee finished, he paused, waiting for some sign of resistance, but smiled as they repeated their earlier answer. He then continued:
“You have both done a great service to the Earth Empire. And I have decided that you both deserve to be…rewarded. You see, I want you both to feel welcome here, and to have fun. Does that not sound wonderful?” he said, his grin widening as he finished.
“Yes, Mr Lee, thank you”, they both said in a monotone voice. Their expressions seemed to soften somewhat. Mr Lee noted that they had a somewhat tense, hesitant look to them as they walked in, as if unsure of why they were there. But as he showered them with praise, he saw that the tension on their faces lightened slightly. Possibly as a conditioning of the brainwashing to remain submissive, but also as a reaction to his outward kindness. Either way, they were compliant to him in their replies.
Mr Lee smiled as he got up, trying to contain himself as he walked to them. He brought a hand up and placed it on Korra’s chin, causing her to temporarily flinch, but continue to stare forward. He repeated the same gesture to Opal, with a similar reaction. He wanted to let his hand explore more, but… not yet. Instead, he turned towards the hallway to the far corner which led to the rooftop garden. It was time to play.
“Please follow me,” he said, barely able to hide his glee. As he shuffled towards the hallway, he turned back to see them both turn and wordlessly follow him. As Mr Lee opened the doorway and stepped out, he let himself think back to his earlier outdoor… activities, with Asami. He had something slightly different in mind. Something more fun.
As they stepped onto the grass of the rooftop garden, Mr Lee looked back as he walked slightly in front of them, towards the cherry tree and bench on the far side. He observed how Korra and Opal both looked around at their surroundings, again, not with the same focused gaze of Asami, but with a casual, almost confused glance, as if walking into an unfamiliar room and trying to get their bearings. He then made some comments about the garden and plants, to which they offered polite answers complimenting its beauty. Mr Lee knew they were answering as proper etiquette to a host, but he also knew it was important to get them used to talking to him. And answering him. He continued initiating the small talk until they neared the far side with the cherry tree and the bench.
As they all reached the far side, Mr Lee turned to sit on the bench, and looked up at the two who stood a respectable few feet away, their hands at their sides, that same obedient look on their face. It was such a lovely look on their lovely faces!
Looking around at the evening sky, and at the serene setting of the mountains, forestry, and the perfectly manicured rooftop garden around them, Mr Lee let his gaze turn back to his two guests, casually staring them both up and down, not bothering to hide his leering gaze. He knew that, under normally circumstances, Opal would have made some judgemental comment admonishing him, and Korra would likely have done the same or possibly more. But thanks to the brainwashing, it was something he did not have to worry about. He knew that after Korra had been brainwashed, she had helped capture all the Beifongs, including Opal. He could only imagine the anger they must have felt, knowing they had fallen to the Earth Empire, and that they would have to serve as its servants, only, not in the way they thought. Both were smart, very intelligent, although not at the level of his lovely prize, Asami. But lovely just the same, and deserving of his attention. And desires.
He could see in their eyes that, behind their polite and courteous smiles, there was a sense of confusion at being there serving him. He knew that both of them were quite intelligent, although he knew that neither possessed the brilliant intellect of Asami. He could see in their eyes that a part of them was confused at why they were there, obeying the orders of someone they did not know. There was a hint of uncertainty and doubt, but not to the extent of Asami, whom he could tell was on some level still trying to process in her brilliant mind why she was doing what she was doing. Trying to uncover something that the brainwashing had hid from her. The thought of that look of prideful indignity upon Asami’s flawless face while she performed made him weak again. He had so much planned for her, but he would be patient. And for the moment, he wanted to savour his new prizes, and that meant getting started.
Swallowing visibly, feeling sweat forming at his forehead, he pulled a handkerchief from his robe and dabbed at his head before taking a breath to compose himself. After feeling composed, Mr Lee, with a smile, spoke:
“Now, Korra, Opal, do you see the berry tree near the entrance on the far side”, he motioned as he pointed behind them, causing both to turn. They looked at the berry tree next to the entrance which led back to the suite. It was a fair distance away, as it was a fair walk from the entrance to the end of the garden, where the cherry tree they were at was. They looked back slowly to Mr Lee, nodding before answering:
“Yes, Mr Lee”, they said, one after the other. Mr Lee smiled as he continued:
“I would like you both to run to the tree and back. Think of it as a fun, light exercise”, he finished with a grin.
They both looked at each other in confusion, as if to confirm what they heard before turning to look at the berry tree in the distance, and then back again at Mr Lee. They then nodded before turning their backs to him, and then… they began to run towards the tree, unable to see the euphoric look of satisfaction upon the elderly man’s face as he sat and watched with glee.
Korra’s pants were loose, but he could see the outline of her toned arms and back through her tight top and arm sleeves. Opal’s suit was more form fitting, so he could see a more… clear outline of her rear and slim legs as she ran. He saw them get to the other side, and look around for a moment as if forgetting what to do next. They then jogged back, looking around every few steps, as if trying to take in the surroundings of the garden and picturesque view. As they got closer, Mr Lee noticed the outline of Korra’s breasts more, and Opal’s more modest, but still nicely shaped ones, as they ran in step with one another. Enjoying himself immensely, Mr Lee began clapping his hands softly, as if cheering them on in a race. He could see them look embarrassed at first, but then offer a smile as if it were the proper reaction to being applauded. It was an obvious reflex on their part, but it was almost too much for him!
They slowed as they neared him, stopping a few feet from where he sat. Feeling his nostrils flare in excitement, Mr Lee let out a breath to relax and compose himself. He then smiled as he slowly stood and walked towards them. The fun was only beginning. He swallowed nervously before speaking:
“Excellent, you did so very well!” Mr Lee said in an elated tone as he neared them.
He then raised his arms, motioning for a hug before saying:
“Please allow me to thank you, and to show you my appreciation!”.
As he said that, he moved towards Korra, her expression one of blank confusion, blinking as if trying to understand what to do. It looked like she wanted to step back, but, thanks to the brainwashing, after a moment of hesitation, she opened her arms, mimicking Mr Lee’s outstretched arms.
Mr Lee brought his arms around Korra’s waist, letting them settle at the top of her rear, squeezing slightly to feel her through her loose pants and over skirt, causing her to flinch at the contact. As he did so, he looked up at her, to see how she would react. She seemed momentarily startled, but the glazed over look then asserted itself. She also brought her arms up and around his neck and shoulders, as his arms were below and under her arms.
She wasn’t as tall as Asami, but was still about an inch or two taller than him. As Mr Lee stared, he couldn’t help but admire those azure eyes, slightly closed, in that lovely brainwashed submissive state, her expression one of confusion, but still one of submission and compliance. He then spoke:
“Let us kiss,” and as he said that, he opened his grinning mouth and leaned forward.
Korra seemed confused and hesitated for a moment. Under normal circumstances, Mr Lee knew she would have refused, pushed him back or even struck him, but, compelled by the brainwashing, she instead tilted her chin down slightly so that her lips would meet with Mr Lee’s. As she did so, Mr Lee pressed up, touching his wrinkled lips to Korra’s soft lips.
As they touched, Mr Lee took a breath, and gently sucked on Korra’s lower lip, but not wanting to go too deep just yet. He nibbled gently before pressing another quick kiss and releasing his grip on her rear, pulling back, with Korra removing her arms from around Mr Lee’s neck and shoulders. As he took a step back, he saw that while Korra looked confused at what had just happened, she remained silent, as if unsure what to do next.
He smiled as he stood back, and then turned towards Opal, who had been watching with a look of confusion and curiosity, mixed with that same glazed over look.
“And Opal, you too are deserving of my appreciation”, he said happily in a gentle voice.
Opal seemed just as confused as Mr Lee stepped forward with his arms outstretched. But she copied the movement and accepted the embrace. Mr Lee repeated the same kiss as he did with Korra, although not needing to crane his neck up as much, as Opal was essentially his height. While Opal’s lips were not as full as Korra’s, they were just as soft if not more so. As Mr Lee gently sucked on her lower lip, he could feel her flinch but keep her position. She had brought her arms around him as he had his arms around her waist. As her suit was more body fitting, he did not have to squeeze as tightly as he did with Korra to feel her, but he nonetheless did for a moment, delighted at her momentarily flinching as he did so. He then stood back and smiled at her as he did so. Opal, wearing the same confused expression as Korra, only stared back.
Mr Lee regarded the two as he stood back. He felt euphoric. Kissing them both was so intoxicating. Korra’s soft full lips, and Opal’s less full but even softer lips. Feeling Korra’s buxom rear through her loose pants, and Opal’s less buxom but shapely athletic rear were so lovely. It gave him an idea, which brought a smile to his face.
“Now, Korra, Opal, please show each other the same appreciation”, he said as he clasped his hands together.
They both looked at him with a look of surprise, before looking at one another questioningly. But because of the brainwashing, their compulsion was to obey, rather than question why. So after one more back and forth glance between him and one another, they nodded yes to him, and hesitantly, almost shyly, turned to one another, taking a step. As they did so, they tentatively raised their arms to one another, with Korra electing to bring her stronger arms underneath Opal’s, while Opal brought her arms over and around korra’s shoulders. They looked at each other in awkward silence as their faces were inches from one another’s. Then, Korra tilted her head to the side and leaned in, with Opal following her lead as they touched lips.
The garden was silent, with barely a sound to be heard from the picturesque forestry surrounding the rooftop garden they were in. The temperature had begun to dip slightly, as the sun was setting, and there was a slight breeze which came, blowing some dried leaves across the perfectly manicured grass around them. There was the briefest of sounds as their lips touched, and Mr Lee could feel his heart pounding through his chest as he saw each of them mimic his action of gently nibbling on one another’s lower lips before copying what he had done, which delighted him. After their brief kiss, they were about to pull away, but Mr Lee spoke up:
“Please, Korra, Opal, take your time, do not feel the need to rush!”.
He saw them freeze momentarily, as if unsure what to do next. But after a moment, they continued their kiss, continuing to brush their lips against one another’s, while taking turns nibbling on the other’s lips. Mr Lee then complimented them, and they took it as a cue to stop, letting their lips part as they opened their eyes and stepped back from one another before each of them turned to face Mr Lee.
They both looked confused by what they had done, but ultimately said nothing. Mr Lee was so elated, clapping as they had finished kissing, causing them to look at one another and him in confusion. That innocent look of confusion was intoxicating to Mr Lee. He then took a calming breath, not caring that his nostrils flared in arousal at what he had seen. He then asked them to jog back to the far side of the garden again, and that when they returned, they should again show their ‘appreciation’ to one another. He then sat down on the bench to enjoy what was to come.
Looking at one another as he finished with his order for them to ‘reward’ themselves, they nodded to him as they both turned to face the garden behind them and jogged back to the far side again.
As they ran, Mr Lee felt his body warm as he clapped even as they reached the other side. As they turned to jog back, he cheered and clapped as they returned. As they did so, they took a moment to turn to one another, as if confirming what they should do, before they ‘rewarded’ one another again, making Mr Lee weaken at the knees just slightly. He motioned for them to go again and they did. He noted that with each trip back, their kisses to one another seemed less tentative and more… relaxed, as if they were becoming more comfortable doing it.
After a few trips, he noticed their breathing was becoming more laboured, and saw sweat appear on their foreheads and cheeks. He noticed how they breathed more heavily as they kissed as well, causing him to feel weak with lust.
Giddy with excitement, he motioned for them to do so again, and by the fifth trip, he saw they were getting tired, and saw the sweat begin to appear on their clothing. Korra’s clothing seemed especially damp. He took a deep breath to calm himself before he spoke, eager to make the evening even more exciting.
“Very good, you did so well, but —“ he then paused, feigning concern as he turned to Korra and looked at her tunic before pointing and saying:
“—but Korra, it appears you are soaking with sweat. I can see you are very humid. Hmm, I do not want you to overheat in this weather… hmm, what to do…?”
He put a finger to his chin after finishing, as if trying to think of a solution to the problem. As he did so, Korra looked down at herself, as if trying to arrive at a solution herself.
After pretending to contemplate what to do, Mr Lee raised an eyebrow and slowly smiled, as if he had found the perfect solution. Or rather, the perfect solution to him.
“Ah, I know what to do! Korra—” He said with a exaggerated tone of relief.
—take off all your clothes,”, he said, his voice gentle but firm tone.
Korra had a look of surprise on her face as she instinctively looked down at herself, as if trying to see if her outfit was as soaked as he claimed. She lifted an arm as well, inspecting it and noticing that her arm sleeves were wet in many areas with sweat. She seemed to be in thought, as if trying to think of a reason not to strip, but the effects of the brainwashing countered any doubts she had. While Mr Lee could see that the brainwashing was working, he decided to make it even more fun, and, turning to Opal, who had been staring blankly between Korra and him at the exchange, said:
“Opal, please help Korra undress. And after you have helped her remove everything, please put her clothes and boots here,” he finished, patting his hand on a spot next to him on the bench.
Opal looked confused, but nodded and took a tentative step towards Korra, almost as if to ask for her permission. But thanks to the brainwashing, Korra nodded towards him and then Opal, to which Opal nodded and moved closer. Korra started by extending her left arm outwards, so that Opal could begin pulling her arm sleeve off. As Opal began doing so, Korra moved her right hand to her tunic, pulling at the buttons under the white pipping that ran down from her collar. Mr Lee was mesmerized by the sight of Opal helping Korra as she undressed. After taking off one arm sleeve, Opal helped Korra pull off the other, setting down at her feet as she did so. Then, as Korra took off her tunic, revealing her white bra, Opal took the tunic from her and neatly folded it atop the arm sleeves. Korra then unfastened her belt which held up the brown skirt which covered her loose fitting blue pants. She handed the skirt to Opal and unbuttoned the front of her pants. Mr Lee closed his eyes with a sigh, content to let his imagination satisfy him with the end result. He heard the sounds of clothing being pulled and folded, and felt his heart race as he could hear Opal place the pile of clothing and boots on the bench next to him. He turned his head to where the clothes would be before he opened his eyes, happy to see the boots set next to the water tribe clothing, the bra and panties on top. He then turned towards Korra, and couldn’t help but beam with delight at what he saw.
Korra was standing at attention next to Opal, both facing him with the same glazed over obedient gaze.
Although, unlike Opal, Korra was now completely naked.
Her almond brown skin was so lovely, and covered with a thin sheet of sweat. He let his eyes travel down from Korra’s face to her neck, and her breasts. They were larger than Asami’s perfectly proportioned breasts, but not in a way that was unsightly. They were quite lovely to look at, as they were were indeed buxom. Mr Lee found himself staring at the darkened nipples which looked so inviting. After some effort, he moved his gaze past her breasts to her arms, which were toned and had a slight build, but in a way that he liked. Her stomach was flat with some slight definition, showing her rigorous training. Her hips and thighs were so easy to look at, her sex was cleanly shaving, just as he liked it. Her legs were wondrous and muscular, but not in a way that compromised her femininity. Letting out a laboured breath, Mr Lee slowly stood up and walked towards Korra, who tried to stare forward, either to ignore his leering gaze, or stare forward as a good servant should. As he approached her, Mr Lee continued to smile as he walked around her, taking a moment to admire her toned back, her lovely round rear which he couldn’t help but stare at, and her muscled but perfectly proportioned calves. He then walked back in front of her, staring up and down the naked beauty before speaking in an elated tone:
“There! See, do you not feel more comfortable now, Korra?” He said with a grin.
Korra seemed unsure how to answer, but as he had spoken rhetorically, he knew that she would be compelled to agree, and he was right, as she answered, in an uncertain voice:
“Y-yes, Mr Lee,”, as she continued to stare forward.
“Good. I am happy that you are naked. Are you also happy that I asked you to take off all your clothes?” He said blatantly in an almost patronizing tone.
“Y-yes, thank you, Mr Lee”, Korra answered, feeling it was the appropriate response, but unsure why.
Mr Lee nodded and allowed a few moments of silence before saying in a laboured voice:
“You are very beautiful, Korra.”
“Thank you, Mr Lee,”, she replied, although the higher inflection of her voice towards the end made it seem like she answered as if asking a question.
And although she did not respond immediately, Mr Lee could see her cheeks redden slightly at first at the comment, although whether it was in embarrassment or indignant anger, he could not tell, but he was delighted nonetheless. There she was, standing out in the open courtyard, fully nude, and being complimented on her body by him, and elderly man she was ordered to serve. He then turned to Opal and, motioning with an open hand towards Korra, said:
“Opal, do you not think Korra is beautiful?” He said.
Opal seemed unsure how to answer, but responded with an answer she felt was polite.
“Uh, yes, Mr Lee, Korra is, beautiful”, she said in an awkward, almost embarrassed tone.
Mr Lee smiled before saying:
“Please, Opal, come here and stand behind Korra.”
Opal nodded once and walked until she was behind Korra. Mr Lee grinned as he said:
“Now, please slide your arms under Korra’s arms so that you are hugging her from behind.”
After a slight hesitation, Opal brought each arm between Korra’s arms and her body, with Korra raising her arms slightly to make it easier for Opal while staring at Mr Lee with a blank questioning gaze. As Opal brought her arms around, she brought them together so that they were midway up on Korra’s toned stomach. The glovelettes of her Airbender suit gingerly grasped, together, with her fingers and fingertips touching Korra’s skin, but very slightly, as if she were touching fragile glass. Mr Lee let out a gleeful but restrained laugh, as he admired the scene. Korra was standing naked before him, while Opal was hugging her from behind, her arms loosely around Korra’s waist. And they were standing on the grass of the open courtyard in front of Mr Lee. Mr Lee took a long breath before exhaling slowly through his nostrils before he spoke, addressing Opal:
“Please hold Korra’s breasts,” he said, with Opal blushing before gently cupping each of Korra’s breasts in her hands. Korra’s face reddened slightly as she looked down briefly before looking ahead at Mr Lee. He allowed a few moments to pass, enjoying the sight of Opal holding Korra’s lovely breasts in her hands while looking at him questioningly from behind Korra, while Korra shared the same blank, almost dazed look.
Mr Lee then said:
“Now, Opal, please… massage them. Gently, with slow circular motions. Do not be shy, give them a squeeze, but a gentle one. And do not neglect to massage Korra’s midsection, as it too is deserving of attention.”
Opal seemed unsure of what that meant, but began to slowly squeeze and loosen her hold, while moving in circular motions as Mr Lee instructed. Opal’s hands focused on Korra’s full breasts before tentatively moving down to her mid section, her fingers and gloved palms grazing against Korra’s toned almond skin. All the while, korra remained still, moving slightly, flinching at the unfamiliar hand touching her, but not moving from her spot. As that was happening Mr Lee studied Korra’s facial reactions intently. Her expression seemed tense at first, but after a few seconds, it lessened visibly, as if she… were enjoying it on some level she could not comprehend, which caused Mr Lee to grin from ear to ear.
The sight was so wondrous to him; Korra was naked, standing in the open of the garden, while Opal was hugging her from behind, her hands exploring Korra’s breasts and body at his request. After a few moments of them continuing in awkward silence, the only sound being that of Opal’s hands rubbing against Korra’s body, Mr Lee asked her to stop and stand next to Korra, which she did, with Korra looking down, as if examining the areas of her body that Opal’s hands had explored. After that, Korra looked towards Mr Lee as Opal did, both wearing the same glazed and subdued look. Mr Lee could feel his heartbeat quicken, and took a few long measured breaths through his flared nostrils to calm himself. He then looked at Korra and said:
“Now, Korra, did you feel any pain when Opal touched you?” He said, raising an eyebrow.
“No, Mr Lee”, Korra replied in a hesitant voice.
“Good. That means that you felt pleasure. If you do not feel intense pain, then that means that you felt pleasure. There are only two things you must know, pain and pleasure. Do you understand, Korra, Opal?” He said in a friendly but firm tone.
“Yes, Mr Lee,” they both said in unison.
“Good. So, Korra, you felt pleasure from Opal, yes?”, Mr Lee said with a grin.
“Y—Yes, Mr Lee” Korra answered, feeling it was the correct answer based on the definitions Mr Lee had given them.
“Good, then please, say ‘thank you’ to Opal, and show her your ‘appreciation’” he said in a happy tone.
Korra considered what he said, and based on his earlier instructions, turned to Opal, and as Opal turned to her in response, Korra took a step towards Opal. As she raised her arms to slide them under Opal’s waist, she said in a tentative, almost uncertain tone before moving to press her lips to Opal’s:
“Thank you, Opal”, and touched her lips to the now familiar lips of Opal as she wrapped her arms around her waist, bringing Opal’s body against her naked body.
As they kissed, Korra exhaled, letting her warm breath wash against Opal’s face, and feeling a strange sense of arousal as Opal’s warm breath could be felt on hers. She found herself nibbling on Opal’s lips for what seemed like a longer period of time. And Opal found herself letting her gloved hands wander across Korra’s toned back and shoulders. Then, almost hesitating to do so, they slowly disengaged, with Opal telling Korra she was welcome as they stepped back from one another and turning to face a smiling Mr Lee.
Mr Lee was so aroused at the sight, a naked Korra embracing Opal. Thanking her as he instructed, doing so as if it were a line she was to say in a mover. And Opal telling her she was welcome due to simple decorum, oblivious to the context of the situation. He could tell that although they had likely never kissed one another before that day, they were not adverse to it, which was good, as he would make sure it would not be the last of their kisses. He then motioned behind them to the entrance on the far side, and clearing his throat, spoke:
“Now please, Korra, Opal, run back to the other side the courtyard again and back. Do so…”
He paused and looked away, as if considering, before continuing:
“3 more times. And to make it more fun. Please treat it as a friendly race. But, do not forget to show your appreciation for one another each time you return,” he said in a playful tone.
Mr Lee could tell by their collective looks that they were searching for a way to ask why, but could not due to the brainwashing. It was so wondrous! So instead, after a moment, they nodded and began running back across the courtyard to the other side. Opal, and a now naked Korra!
He marvelled as they picked up their pace as much as they could, as they would have been tired from the previous 5 laps they ran. Nonetheless, he could see they were running faster. He loved looking at Opal’s lithe form as her shapely athletic legs and arms pumped, her map of hair bouncing with each stride. The sight of Korra was even more pleasing, as her now naked form left nothing to the imagination. Her toned calves pushed off with each stride, the sinewy muscles on her back, visible due to her short hair, growing more and more shiny with sweat. He clapped as they reached the far side. They then turned and began to run back. The sight of Korra’s lovely breasts bouncing as she pushed off with each step made him visibly swallow. Her toned stomach and legs also shined with the sweat that was now coating her voluptuous body more and more. He noticed how she began to separate herself from Opal towards the end, with the Airbender trying to keep up. The looks on both their faces was also so enticing to him. Opal’s was an expression of effort and focus, as was Korra’s. Although neither had that narrowed intense look of Asami’s, that indicated somewhere deep inside, she was questioning why she was doing what she was doing. For Korra and Opal, they seemed to have been content with following his wishes after the initial hesitation. What was also interesting to Mr Lee was that Korra did not seem as self conscious as Asami had been with her nude run. Korra seemed almost oblivious to it, indicating that perhaps she was less inhibited than the lovely CEO. Something that Mr Lee decided to remember when planning future scenarios.
Although each of them were breathing heavily when they returned, they took a quick moment to compose themselves before looking at Mr Lee and then, as if remembering what they were to do, turned and put their arms around one another before kissing as they had before. What made it more lustful to Mr Lee was that, due to their heaven breathing, their kiss seemed deeper as they breathed heavily through their noses as they kissed. Mr Lee couldn’t help but applaud as they stepped back from one another and looked at him briefly with a nod before running back again.
For the second run, Mr Lee noticed how Korra was definitely a faster runner, as she was at least 3 or 4 steps ahead, with Opal trying to keep up. Perhaps Korra was faster because she was not inhibited by her clothing, Mr Lee thought to himself amusedly. Korra then waited as Opal reached the far side with her, and after a moment, they began to run back. Korra definitely had more endurance and stamina. While she was breathing more heavily, it was controlled, while Opal appeared to be panting more and more. As Korra reached where Mr Lee was, she put her hands on her hips to steady herself while looking back to see Opal, who was about 5-6 steps back. As she got closer, Mr Lee decided to indulge his fantasies even more. He stood up slowly as Opal got near, clapping as he spoke:
“Excellent! Wonderful! You were both wonderful!” He said enthusiastically.
Korra resumed standing straight, her hands at her sides, and nodded as the sweat cascaded down her face and over her body. As Opal reached them, she bent over slightly and put her hands on her thighs, breathing out heavily to pace herself. As she did so, Mr Lee spoke up to her:
“You did such a good job, but oh, you look tired. You must rest, please lie down here, Opal”, he said, pointing to a spot on the open grass a few feet away. Opal, looking up and towards the grass, nodded and walked over before lowering herself to a knee and then turning to lie down on her back. Mr Lee watched with glee as her chest gently heaved with her arms at her sides and her legs shoulder width apart. He could see the sweat on her face as she breathed out through her mouth as she exhaled and inhaled. As she did so, Mr Lee noticed that her crimson red jumpsuit was a darker shade of red due to it being largely wet with sweat. He felt his nostrils flared as he knew what he wanted to do next. Walking closely to her, he motioned for Korra to come closer to Opal as well as she lay down. Korra nodded and obeyed, with her and Mr Lee standing on either side of Opal looking down at her, with Opal taking notice but saying nothing, as Mr Lee had not asked her to. After a few moments of them standing in silence, with the only sound being that of Opal’s laboured breathing, Mr Lee spoke, addressing Korra:  “Korra, Opal looks so hot and uncomfortable. She is in danger of overheating!” He said in a gentle voice with a tone that was one of fake exaggerated concern.
Korra looked down at Opal, seeing that her uniform was indeed wet, but unsure if the situation was as serious as he claimed. But she simply replied “Yes, Mr Lee”, unsure what else to say.
Mr Lee leaned over slightly so that he was over Opal, letting his eyes travel from her face to her body down to her legs and back to her face again. As he did so, he had one finger to his chin, pretending to ponder some deep mystery. He then looked up at Korra, allowing his gaze to stop on her lovely chest before settling on her face. He loved the look on her face, her glazed but attentive eyes. He took a step back and looked down at Opal, who, still breathing heavily and tiredly, was looking up at him. He then looked back up at Korra and said in a tone that pretended to be both concerned and urgent:
“There is only one thing to do, Korra, but you will have to act quickly, do you understand?”
Korra nodded, trying to understand as she replied “yes, Mr Lee?”
“Good, good, Korra,” Mr Lee said as he breathed in slowly before looking at Opal and then back at her before speaking in a hoarse voice that carried a tone of urgency and delight:
“Take off all her clothes! Quickly!” He said, and before Korra could process what he said after blinking in surprise, he continued:
“And give them to me,” he said as he took a step back, as if to give her room to work.
Korra felt as if she should ask if there was another way to prevent Opal from overheating that didn’t involve stripping her completely, but the brainwashing ensured she focused on obeying, instead of questioning. So she nodded once to Mr Lee and, examining Opal, walked around so that she was between Opal’s legs which were shoulder length apart, and knelt on one knee. Then, leaning forward, she reached over Opal’s body to her yellow collar, and found the zipper. She was going to slowly pull the zipper down, but then remembered Mr Lee’s instructions that she be quick. Opal had tucked her chin down slightly to observe Korra. Pulling slightly to make sure the zipper was not stuck, she quickly brought the zipper down until it stopped at the yellow waistband.

After doing so, Korra leaned over so that her face was close to Opal’s, and gave a silent nod as if to confirm Mr Lee’s instructions, to which Opal nodded.
Unlike Korra’s outfit, Opal’s was a one-piece, so after Korra brought the zipper down, Opal sat up, so that Korra could then pull the uniform down off her shoulders to her waist and elbows. She then gently pushed Opal back so that she could rest on the grass. As Opal did that, Korra gripped the yellow waistband, and shifting her position so that she was in a crouching position, used her strong arms to pull swiftly back towards her, yanking Opal’s jumpsuit from her waist past her knees, exposing almost all of her slim body. Korra then wiggled and pulled in order to pull off the uniform completely, taking the light boots with it. Opal’s rear and legs lightly fell to the grass, the only thing covering her being her white bra and panties. With one hand holding the red jumpsuit and boots, Korra reached down with the other and pulled off her panties and then the bra, as she stood up, she looked over an Opal who was now just as naked as her, her nude body covered in sweat, her modest but lovely breasts bouncing gently from the movements of having her clothes removed, and now rising and falling as her chest heaved, still recovering from the running.
The sight that unfolded before Mr Lee was one that made his nostrils flare in arousal. He loved the sight of a naked Korra reaching down to a jumpsuit clad Opal lying down on the grass, and wordlessly pulling off all of her clothes as if she were pulling laundry out of a basket. He then turned to Korra, who, while he was musing to himself, had folded the clothing and boots and held them out for him. He took it with a smile and a bow. After shuffling over the the bench to place the clothing atop Korra’s, he then motioned for Korra to join him in walking over to Opal, who continued to lie down resting on her back, and together they stood on either side of the Airbender, who had craned her neck up momentarily, as if trying to take in what was happening around her.
Mr Lee looked down at Opal, who rested her head back on the ground, staring straight up, but shifting her eyes to look up at him and Korra. She was still breathing heavily as she was getting her breath back. The sight of the airbender lying on the grass in his garden, completely naked, made his insides warm. He let his eyes wander over her body, not caring how overt his leering was as he put his hands on his knees and bend over slightly to take a closer look. She stared up at him with a tired but questioning gaze through her green eyes.
He looked at her flushed but pretty face, some strands of her dark mop of hair sticking to her forehead, her green eyes glazed, but having the expression of one who was unaware of what was going on around them. Letting his gaze go down from her soft lips and delicate neck, he let them rest on her breasts. They were smaller than Korra’s and Asami’s, but they were a cute sight. A slightly lighter shade of almond brown, her nipples were the perfect proportion, and her stomach was flat and toned, with her slim but shapely legs resting shoulder length apart. And her sex was, like Korra’s and Asami’s, shaved and smooth. Like Korra, her skin had no blemishes or imperfections. Almost as perfect as Asami’s, he thought to himself with satisfaction as he continued examining her. Her arms also had a nice delicate build. And all of her nicely shaped body was coated in a thin layer of sweat. He spent a few extra moments watching her chest rise and fall with each breath she took. He stood up, and motioned for her to stand up, which she did. He then stood there next to a naked Korra as they both looked at the naked Opal.
“You looked so very hot and uncomfortable in your outfit, Opal. Do you feel more comfortable now?” He said with a grin.
Opal looked down at herself, as if taking in her nudity. She felt like a part of her should say she wasn’t, or ask for her clothes back, but compelled by the brainwashing, she gave the answer she felt he would want to hear, and after a moment, replied in an uncertain voice:
“Y-Yes?”
Mr Lee smiled before looking at Korra.
“You are very beautiful, Opal. Korra, do you not agree?” He said as he turned to her.
Korra appeared caught off guard, blinking once in surprise as she looked at him, before looking at Opal and saying in an almost embarrassed tone:
“Yes, Mr Lee”.
Mr Lee let the awkward silence linger afterwards, revelling in Korra’s reply that he knew was one of conditioning, and Opal’s oblivious demeanour. He then let out a breath in satisfaction as he walked back a step so he could take in both Korra and Opal as they both turned to face him in all their nude glory. Korra’s voluptuous figure and Opal’s more modest but still very attractive figure. Korra seemed almost indifferent to her nudity, while he could tell that, for Opal, it was something she was, for the moment, unaccustomed to. He looked between them and pointed to the far side entrance, and the berry tree Asami had made her earlier… treks, to.
“Do you see that berry tree next to the entrance?”, he said, as they both turned to follow where he pointed. They saw and turned to him as they nodded.
“For the next trip, I would like you both to go to the tree and pick 3 berries each, and then bring them to me. Do you understand?” He said with barely restrained glee.
They looked slightly perplexed, looking down at their naked bodies as if to ask if they were to run in the nude, but answered that they understood. They turned to take a step before he stopped them. As they looked back at him, he raised a hand, like a student in class, and said:
“And please hold hands as you make your trip there and back.“ He said with a beaming smile.
They looked at each other and down at their hands as if they wanted to question why, although the brainwashing prevented them from considering it. So turning around, they tentatively reached out to one another and held hands. They looked back at the smiling Mr Lee, and turning back towards the berry tree, began to run at a brisk pace. As they did so, Mr Lee felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of Korra and Opal holding hands as they ran across the open courtyard naked. As they reached the other side, they used their free hands to carefully pick 3 berries and run back. As they did so, Mr Lee giggled as he watched their breasts bounce freely and their facial expressions of concentration and focus, mixed with the faintest hint of bewilderment at wondering why they were doing what they were doing. As they reached him he raised his hand for them to put the berries in his open palm. He asked for them to make one more trip to bring one berry each. Their brows furrowed, as if to ask why, but they wordlessly nodded their heads and turned to run back before Mr Lee stopped them. As they looked back at him, the sweat dripping from their faces down their bodies, Mr Lee said:
“This time, do not run. Skip.”
They looked at one another, looking confused as he spoke in a questioning but friendly tone.
“You… do know how to skip, do you not?”
They seemed to snap out of their confusion, as if embarrassed to be asked such a question.
“Y, Yes, Mr Lee, I, we know how to skip”, Opal answered, with Korra giving a nod of agreement.
“Good, Good. Then please proceed, and do not forget to hold hands!” He finished with a smile as he motioned for them to continue.
Looking down at their hands clasped together, they looked up at one another, each blinking in an almost comical manor in Mr Lee’s eyes, before turning their heads towards the berry tree. Then, looking down at their legs and then the other’s legs, they looked back at one another, and with a nod, began… skipping.
He had to put his free hand to his mouth, to cover his initial laughter. He was able to suppress his giggles, and watch the nude couple as they skipped away. Despite the unfamiliar action, they were very coordinated and by the 4th step were skipping in unison. Korra’s skips had covered a longer stride, and Opal had struggled to keep up, but Korra quickly made the adjustment, shortening her strides to keep in step with Opal, and their skipping was now coordinated. They reached the other side and each grasped a berry in their free hands. They then gave each other a quick look before raising one leg together and then skipping back. And the sight of them skipping back made Mr Lee again have to keep his free hand over his mouth, as it was even more satisfying than the sight of watching their naked rears and legs from before.
They were holding hands as they were skipping like earlier. But earlier, they were running while holding hands, so it was a relatively natural movement. So they were staring forward, still wearing the glazed look in their eyes, but having a focused look nonetheless. But this time, as they skipped, every few steps they were looking down at their feet, and at the feet of the other, as if checking to make sure they were timing their skips correctly. And after doing so, they would look back up at themselves and then towards him. It was comedic, but so arousing, as their expressions were one of careful focus and determination while hesitating at certain points to make sure they were on the same page as their skipping partner. With each series of skips, he grew more aroused at the sight of their breasts bouncing up and down. As they continued, the evening sky had set more, and a lovely orange light washed over them as they skipped across the open garden. The sweat on their naked bodies only highlighted their lovely feature. They finally arrived near him, stopping and looking down at their clasped hands. Feeling they were done, they let go and each took a step to give Mr Lee the berry he asked for. Mr Lee took them and put them on the bench as he clapped happily. He couldn’t help but stare at them as they stood before him, their chests heaving and shaking slightly with all the activities they had performed thus far. Nevertheless, they remained standing, and tried to maintain a straight posture, although Opal was clearly more tired. Mr Lee breathed out heavily as he stopped clapping, his grin threatening to split his face. As he neared them he pointed to behind them again to the berry tree. They both turned as he spoke.
“Now, to make this last trip more fun, Opal, Put your arms around Korra’s neck and shoulders…” he started, motioning them together.
Giving a look of hesitation, they did so, with Opal reaching her arms over Korra’s shoulders, her face close to Korra’s by a few inches. Clearly, she was trying not to get too close, as they were now both naked unlike before. This made Mr Lee only more aroused at what was to come as he continued:
“…now, jump up and wrap your legs around Korra’s waist.” He finished, delighted at the shared look of surprise on both their faces, the redness around their cheeks unmistakable.
Opal looked down and up, as if unsure what to do. But with her arms already around Korra, she instinctively lifted one knee up, and jumping up with the other, quickly brought her other knee up and wrapped her ankles around Korra’s lower waist, her calves touching Korra’s rounded rear. Korra, while understanding what Mr Lee wanted, although not knowing the reasons behind it, instinctively brought her hands up under Opal’s spread rear, catching and holding her steady. The act brought their faces together, with them staring in confusion while both taking turns looking around them. They were shifting and fidgeting, as they were both covered in sweat, and were very slippery against one another’s bodies. Korra’s larger breasts slid against Opal’s smaller but equally slippery breasts as they pressed together. Korra then lifted Opal higher, so that her chin was just over her own shoulder. They stared at one another after they appeared to have found a comfortable position and looked in unison at Mr Lee with a questioning look.
Mr Lee felt the sweat form on his bald head as he took in the sight before him. The position they were in was a sex position called the ‘stand and carry’, where one person has their arms and legs wrapped around the other person, while the other person had their hands underneath their rear to support them to keep them from falling. The sight was one Mr Lee decided he would be using with someone else later. A few hours ago, they were both clothed in their respective attires, and now, they were naked, and wrapped around one another while soaking in sweat. But their evening was nowhere near finished, and as for the name of the position, ‘stand and carry’, they were going to do far more than that! Mr Lee suppressed a giggle, and after clearing his throat, spoke:
“Now, Korra, I want you to run to the other side and back, and Opal, make sure you hold on, do you understand?”
They both stared with a questioning look, looking down at themselves and then back at him, as if expecting an explanation. But thanks to the brainwashing, all they could do was nod as Korra turned her back to him. As she did so and began to run, Opal’s face was facing Mr Lee, and he waved playfully as Korra began to run. The sight was beyond enthralling to watch.
Korra was indeed stronger than her feminine figure suggested. She ran in a comfortable steady pace. What made Mr Lee giddy with glee was how Opal, staring with that same questioning look, bounced up and down while trying to maintain a firm grip. As Korra reached the other side, she took a moment to adjust Opal’s position, and began running back. It was so much fun to watch, seeing Opal’s naked back bounce up and down with each step Korra took. As they neared, Mr Lee clapped profusely and motioned that Korra could put Opal down. He asked them to show their appreciation to one another, and after a moment of hesitancy, they turned to one another and kissed the way they had before, this time, the sweat and exhaustion making their kiss look even more sultry. Even though Korra had carried her, Opal was just as tired as Korra, if not more so, as she had been trying to keep her grip on both trips. As they stood next to one another, both trying to remain standing and straight, Mr Lee then pointed to the grass behind them, saying in a happy voice:
“You both did so well! It is time to reward you both. Korra, you will go first,”, he said, before continuing, causing both to stiffen momentarily, wondering what was to come next.
“Now, Opal, sit on your knees, and Korra, lie down on your back, with your head on Opal’s lap,” he said, struggling to keep his voice from shaking with delight in anticipation for what was to come.
Nodding wordlessly, Opal walked to the spot indicated and turned, before lowering herself so that he was sitting on her knees, with her feet tucked under her rear. She kept her arms to her sides and looked up at Korra, who followed her and took a few steps back from her, before sitting down and lying back, turning her head to make sure her head was nestled on Opal’s lap. After doing so, she stretched her legs out and rested her palms on either side of her body, settling on the grass. She craned her chin upwards slightly to see where Opal was, as Opal looked down at her, both looking at one another wordlessly before turning to Mr Lee, who had watched them in silence. He stared at the sight of the two lovely young women before him.
Opal was seated as instructed, her face still slightly flush and still wearing that slightly glazed look he had grown to love. Her compact and shapely breasts, shoulders and arms were covered in a thin sheet of sweat, giving off a nice glow against the evening sky that was behind them. The rest of her, however, was covered. Covered by Korra.
Korra looked so enticing, her voluptuous body laying down, almost casually, her head propped up slightly on Opal’s naked lap, her arms on either side. Her full firm breasts were pointed almost straight up, rising and falling with each breath she took. Her shapely legs were a sight to behold. Muscled, but not to the point that it took away from her femininity. Her almond brown skin was a lovely subtle contrast to the lighter brown skin tone of Opal’s. And like Opal, Korra’s body was covered, head to toe, in a thin coat of sweat that made her body radiate a nice orange glow against the evening sky. Mr Lee took a few long breaths to calm himself, breathing out slowly to steadily. After taking a few breaths, he then walked closer so that he was only a foot from Korra’s legs, and reached up for the button on his robe as he spoke in a soft slow voice that barely contained his lustful intentions.

“You were both so wonderful. I am so happy to reward you. But first, may I make myself more comfortable?” He asked in a gentle tone that he knew they could not refuse due to the brainwashing. And he was correct, as both of them nodded slowly before answering “Yes, Mr Lee.”
Taking another breath to calm himself, Mr Lee undid the buttons that held his robe up and casually tossed it behind him, revealing to Korra and Opal that he was wearing nothing underneath. They saw his wrinkled slightly hunched body, but what they found themselves focusing on most was his thick phallic member that was almost perfectly perpendicular to the ground, its tip moist. Mr Lee took a moment to let them look, before holding up a hand asking for a moment. He then walked over to the bench and grabbed the berries and walked over to them. He then set them down next to Korra’s outstretched legs before standing up. He walked over so that he was at the end of Korra’s legs, staring down at her, and Opal, who was holding her head and shoulders in her lap. He then spoke:
“It is time for your reward, Korra. Please lift both your legs up,” he said, while bringing up his hands. Korra looked more confused than anything else, but nodded as she did so.
As she lifted them up, Mr Lee sat on his own knees and shifted up, Taking hold of Korra’s legs by her ankles and spreading them so that each leg rested on either side of his narrow shoulders, her calves almost touching his cheeks, he moved closer. His tip of his penis was barely touching the entrance to her sex. He nudged closer so that the tip touched. Because it was wet from his earlier… excitement, the touch was cold, and Korra flinched for a moment, but said nothing. Mr Lee stared into Korra’s eyes as he took in the moment.
He was on his knees, and Korra’s legs were up on his chest, pointing almost straight up. Her chest was rising and lowering, as were her ripe breasts. He wanted to take it in more, but he could not contain himself. With a smile, he said in a hoarse voice:
“I hope you enjoy my reward, Korra,” and pushing forward, looked down as his member went all the way into Korra’s sex. The sudden action caused Korra’s glazed eyes to widen and her mouth to open in a reaction of surprise for a split second. At the same time, she inhaled sharply, as if trying to take in all the air around her in that moment. Almost immediately afterwards, her eyes quickly shut and her eyebrows tightened as she let out a long slow exhale, as if trying to maintain control over her breathing. As that happened, her eyes slowly opened, revealing those blues eyes and perpetual glazed look. It was beyond erotic.
It was more than he could have imagined. She was tight, but not tight enough to cause him any discomfort. Snug, for lack of a better word. And the wetness on his tip acted as a lubricant, which made it easier for him to slide in. As he let his eyes travel up Korra’s mid section to her body, he let his eyes settle on hers, and watched as Korra’s eyebrows furrowed, as if confused at what was happening, but then watched as her body shook with his first thrust. As her body shook, her mouth, partially open, let out a ‘humph!’, but she said nothing, nothing, continuing to stare at him. He slowly brought himself back, pulling out almost halfway, before thrusting again, earning another moan from her. As he continued, Opal watched, looking confused and somewhat… fascinated on some level, he thought. He settled into a slow back and forth pace. It was so wondrous! He continued staring down at Korra, loving the look of her sweat soaked body, loving the sight of her full breasts bouncing up and down with each of his movements. As he continued, he brought his arms up to her legs and began stroking her thighs, saying hoarsely:
“You are so amazing, Korra. Please tell me you are enjoying your reward,” he said with a smile, knowing that anything he said was a command. Korra’s look of bewilderment was overtaken by the brainwashing and the steady thrusting, which was causing her to slide up and down Opal’s lap, and all she could say was:
“Yes, Mr Lee, I, uh, thank, you, Mr Lee-oohh!” Her last words, while having an upward inflection, as if asking a question, were overtaken by a vigorous thrust that Korra felt would not have been possible by someone of Mr Lee’s advanced age and appearance. But she was unaware of the power of Mr Lee’s adrenaline, which was powered by his insatiable sex drive. Upon hearing Korra’s reply, Mr Lee felt his state of arousal grow even more, as he replied:
“Excellent, hah, haha, Korra…” he said, his own thrusts interrupting his words, “Excellent, you deserve to be rewarded in every way,” he finished with a grin, not caring that sweat was pouring down his own face.
He turned his attention to Korra’s legs which were positioned on his chest and shoulders. Giving her a grin, he turned to one side, and began licking and kissing her calves, making loud kissing sounds. The action caused Korra’s eyes to widen again and then narrow. She felt her cheeks redden even more at the new sensation of her legs being coated with Mr Lee’s lips, touch and saliva. Mr Lee was so intoxicated, that as soon as he felt he had kissed every inch of Korra’s calves, he took her ankles and bent her legs slightly so that he could kiss and lick the arches in her feet, causing Korra to arch her back and let out an involuntary gasp, which delighted Mr Lee. Korra’s body was enjoying his affections more than she was… for now, he thought with a grin. He then released her ankles and let her calves again rest just above his shoulders. All the while, he had been thrusting at a faster pace. He then bent down to grab korra’s sweat coated breasts, causing her to moan again while wearing that beloved glazed look. He grinned before bending down further and, opening his mouth, placed it over one of her nipples. He then used his tongue to flick her nipples back and forth, before swirling his tongue around it and its areola before releasing his mouth grip. He then sucked on it gently, causing Korra to buckle, trying to calm her body against the thrusts, the leg licking, and now that. He then released his mouth grip, but not before planting several wet kisses all over her breasts. He then repeated the action with her other breast, causing Korra to again feel like she was on a ride of some sort. He then leaned forward even more, so much so that Korra’s legs were almost near her head, although her flexibility prevented her from feeling any discomfort… at least from that. The thrusts were getting faster now, she realized, and she began inhaling and exhaling more quickly, to try and match the pace of the thrusts.
Mr Lee continued showering Korra’s breasts with his mouth and tongue, and then leaned further so that he was kissing her upper chest and neck. As Korra turned her head to one side to avoid hitting her chin against the top of Mr Lee’s head and she moved with each thrust, he began licking down to up against her neck, causing her to gasp and try to control her body and breathing. Mr Lee then licked and kissed his way up to her chin, and between his thrusts, said in a laboured voice that was interrupted by his own panting:
“Korra, let me kiss you, but, aah, aah, you must open your mouth wider and give me your tongue. Do you, aah, aah, understand, aah, aah?” His face was inches from her, their breaths washing over one another’s faces as Opal watched, trying to maintain her position with Korra’s head on her lap as the thrusts got faster and faster, while at the same time trying to make sense of what was going on.
Korra understood what Mr Lee was saying, and although she felt like she should refuse or question him, instead, replied as the thrusts got faster:
“Yes, Mr — oh, oh! Mr Lee, oh, oh, mph!” No sooner had she finished replying, then a grinning Mr Lee then leaned in and fastened his mouth over hers. She could feel his hot breath through his nostrils washing over her face. But before she could think more on that, she felt his tongue touch her own, causing her body to jolt as it encircled her own and then proceeded to roam all over the inside of her mouth. She concentrated on breathing through her nostrils as the thrusts increased in pace.
“Mmph, mmmmh, mmmmph!” The sounds were coming from both of them, as Mr Lee had bent down so far, his flat chest was pressed against Korra’s ample heaving bosom. And all the while, their lips were locked together in one prolonged kiss. Mr Lee then released his kiss, but only to cover Korra’s face in a rapid barrage of wet kisses. The pace of his thrusts had picked up so much that Korra felt like her whole body was like a machine, its pistons going faster and faster. Mr Lee then leaned back, letting his hands grip behind Korra’s waist as he pulled her up into another tight embrace, causing her to encircle her own arms around him, both as a reflex and to keep from falling. He continued kissing her neck and shoulders as he let himself release his impotent load into her, again and again. He felt Korra’s whole body shiver and convulse in his release, culminating with her climaxing. Her body continued to jolt as if struck by electricity, with Mr Lee’s load continuing to go into her in lower and lower amounts, until finally he stopped. She let her body go limp as she let her head rest on Mr Lee’s shoulder. Mr Lee was beyond ecstatic. And even though he had released his load, it did nothing to dampen his lust. He instead began kissing her shoulder and neck, and pulled her back slightly so that he could look at her in the eyes. She had a look of exhaustion, and that lovely glazed look that looked like they belonged in a bedroom. She looked like she wanted to say something, but before she could, he pressed a wet kiss against her lips, causing her eyes to widen before closing as if a natural reaction to the kiss. He then followed with a series of kisses on her cheeks, jaw and neck before pulling back and saying:
“Thank you, Korra, I am so happy you enjoyed my gift!” He said, before giving her another quick kiss, as if unable to contain his joy as he giggled.
Korra blinked in surprise, confusion, and another feeling she could not place. She looked at Mr Lee and tried to take in the sight around them. She was in a tight embrace with the old man, and her legs were sandwiched between them and folded straight up. As she looked around, she saw that Mr Lee had watched where her eyes went, and, looking at her legs, stared at her before turning and quickly kissing and licking each of them again before looking at her with a grin. The action made her flinch and gasp, but she said nothing, as she was exhausted. And from a purely objective point of view, she had to concede that he was quite good at giving… whatever manner of reward that was, regardless of how uncomfortable she felt she should feel.
He then leaned forward and let her rest her head on Opal’s lap, who had been watching wordlessly the whole time, as if transfixed by what she had witnessed. Mr Lee then slowly pulled out of Korra, allowing her exhausted body a chance to take a break. She then looked up at Opal, who had been staring win a look of confusion, curiosity, and another feeling she thought she should have but couldn’t place. Before they could think to say anything, Mr Lee spoke up, causing both to look towards him.
He was sitting in the same position, his penis still fully erect, to Korra’s surprise. His smile was almost ear to ear, and he had an almost hungry, excited look on his face. Before they could say anything, he said in an almost rushed tone, but one of excitement and authority:
“Now, Opal, it is your turn, Trade places with Korra, quickly now!” He said, while clapping his hands together as if to cheer them on.
Opal had a look of bewilderment on her face, feeling her whole body go cold for a moment, remembering that she was just as naked as Korra and Mr Lee. But the brainwashing wouldn’t allow any wayward thoughts to take hold, so with a nervous tentative reply that she understood, she began to get up as Korra rolled off and sat on her knees. Before doing so, Korra stretched as if to make sure she wasn’t sore, as she couldn’t remember ever being in that position before. She had to concede that Mr Lee had an… energy and vigour that she couldn’t remember ever seeing in anyone even close to his age. Although a part of her was still questioning the nature of her ‘rewards’. She tried to dismiss the thoughts as she sat on her knees and looked up as Opal had turned around and sat in front of her a foot away.
Opal then lay down with her head on Korra’s lap, looking up as if to verify she was in a comfortable position. Korra looked down to confirm, her own face was one of exhaustion, and she was certain the wetness on her face that was sweat before, was likely all Mr Lee’s saliva now. She felt like she should feel something about that, but a voice in her told her it was not her place to think of it. And according to Mr Lee, if what he did, did not cause intense pain, then it was pleasure. So if the reward he had given, had given pleasure, that was… good, wasn’t it? After a few moments, she simply shrugged to herself and decided it was something to think on another time.
Meanwhile, Opal then tucked her chin down, looking past her breasts to see where Mr Lee was, and saw his grinning face. A part of her thought she should smile back as a courtesy, but another part of her felt she should have an almost polar opposite reaction. She felt so strange lying down on the grass, her head on Korra’s lap, while they were both naked. Just like Mr Lee.
Mr Lee was so euphoric with glee. He could easily say the day and evening were the best ones he had experienced in his long life. And he had no plans to let them end. He looked down at Opal, who now occupied the spot Korra just had. He looked up, and loved the fact that Korra’s body, covered in a thin sheet of sweat before, was now soaked in sweat, and his own saliva, he thought to himself with a smile. He then looked down at Opal and her lovely lithe body. It was perfect in its own way. Without hesitating, he quickly put his arms up, motioning for Opal to raise her legs. As she did, he took her ankles and rested her legs up on his chest and shoulders. He loved the feel of her skin. It was just as soft, if not more so, than Korra’s. He then looked down at her slim compact body. Her breasts were so enticing, and he realized that the body suit she wore was so form fitting that it had actually flattened them to an extent. How horrible, he thought to himself with a grin, one more reason for her to be rid of that clothing. Or any clothing, for that matter. He couldn’t contain his glee, and began massaging her thighs as he felt his tip touch against her sex, causing her to flinch and look down on reflex before looking back up at him. Smiling, he then shuffled forward while in his sitting position, and then thrust quickly into her. It was glorious! Although she may have been tighter than Korra, his already wet penis made it so easy for him to slide all the way in.
The look on Opal’s face was so arousing to Mr Lee. Her reaction was almost identical to Korra’s, only her gasp was more high pitched, which caused him to let out a quick giggle. As she looked at him with an almost bewildered look, he began thrusting, feeling no fatigue from earlier. His continuous fulfillment of his lustful fantasies made him feel like he had limitless endurance. He then quickly turned to her slim shapely legs and began to cover them with his mouth and tongue, kissing and licking them with barely contained enthusiasm. As he did so, he could feel her flinching and squiggling about, which he found so cute! He then brought his arms up as he thrust and found her ankles, bringing them down towards him, causing her knees to bend, he smiled at her confused face before licking and kissing her arches and the soles of her delicate feet. When he did that to Korra, she had let out an involuntary moan. As he began licking, he realized the involuntary moans were in fact stifled laughs, and realized with glee that she was ticklish! He continued kissing and licking them even more intensely, even letting his tongue lick her heels, causing her to shut her eyes and bite down on her tongue for a moment. He then kissed and licked his way down both her ankles to her calves before letting her legs rest on his chest once more. As he looked down, he could see how flush her face was. Her expression was a mix of embarrassment at the reaction to the tickling, and to his thrusts getting faster and faster. She looked so cute with her look of disbelief or confusion on her lovely face, dark strands of her hair messily sticking to her forehead as she bounced forward and back with every thrust. Mr Lee then copied what he did with Korra, reaching down and kissing and suckling on her cute breasts while dragging her tongue all over her chest up to her neck. As he did that, he used his hands to rub and massage her flat stomach, loving the feel of it. He then kissed his way up to her chin as his thrusts grew faster. Repeating what he said to Korra, Opal was compelled to obey, and closed her eyes as she opened her mouth. He clamped his mouth over hers and allowed his tongue to explore, finding her soft pink tongue and wrapping his own tongue around it, loving the feel of the shudder he could feel coarse through her. He could feel her body convulsing with each thrust while she tried to maintain their lip lock. He then pulled free so that he could plant sloppy wet kisses all over her delicate face, nibbling on her lower lip before letting his mouth leave more kisses on her cheeks and jaws. Opal was by then trying to catch her breath and match her breathing to each thrust. Mr Lee leaned back and stared at Opal with a grin. He then looked up at Korra, who was staring transfixed, unsure what she was supposed to do beyond holding Opal’s head and shoulders in her lap. Mr Lee’s grin widened for a moment as he reached with one hand across Opal and cupped one of Korra’s breasts, massaging and giving a gentle squeeze before doing the same with the other, leaving Korra to unexpectedly blush and look around, as if unsure how she should have reacted. Opal’s eyes were closed in a display of concentration as she was focused on her breathing, so it was a sight she missed. Mr Lee then turned his attention back to Opal.
Ready for his finish, he reached around Opal’s slim waist and pulled him up towards him, letting her chin rest over his shoulder. He then let his arms wander all over her slim toned back, reaching to her rear and giving a gentle squeeze before bringing them up to her upper back. As he did so, Opal had to bring her own arms up and around Mr Lee’s shoulders, both as a reaction to being pulled up, and to keep from falling back. She squirmed and gasped as she felt Mr Lee’s tongue and lips against her shoulder as they worked their way up to her neck and jaw. She then felt herself get pulled back so that she could see him, and saw that while Mr Lee was coated in sweat, his eyes seemed to have an excitement to them. And without saying anything, he looked down at her lips, motioning for her to open them. She opened them on instinct as she felt his mouth cover hers. The thrusts were so strong and the only sound in the silence of the serene garden was the sound of their sweat soaked bodies rubbing against one another, and the muffled sounds of their kissing.
“Mmph, mmmph, mmmmmfph!” The sound was coming from both of them, but it was unclear who was louder. Meanwhile, the thrusts were so fast, and Opal was bouncing so rapidly off Mr Lee’s thrusts, that she felt like one of the animals in a zoo mating. It was getting faster and faster. Mr Lee then released his load as he loosened his kiss, letting out an audible “aaaahhhhh!”. He continued to convulse as he let out a succession of smaller and smaller loads.
“Ooooh oh, ohhhhh, ahh, ahhhh!” Opal tried to suppress her moans, but it was no use, and she found it was better to just let them release as she looked up to the sky as Mr Lee let himself release. She looked down to a smiling Mr Lee, who smiled as he resumed kissing her lips, face and neck. Continued doing so as he leaned forward to set her back on Korra’s lap. After setting her down, he let his mouth leave kisses along her chin and neck, allowing himself to enjoy kissing and licking her cute breasts before leaning back and letting out a long sigh of contentment. He allowed Opal’s legs to fall to the grass on either side of him, but not before licking and kissing them once more, causing Opal to flinch at the contact, but only slightly, as her body was too exhausted to react any more than it had. Remembering her head was on Korra’s lap, she looked up at her, as Korra looked down at her, both wearing a look of confusion and exhaustion. They then both looked towards Mr Lee, who sat grinning, his phallic member finally seeming to soften, although, only slightly so. He wore a smile that was one of satisfaction as he reached for something next to him. They followed his movements and then realized he was reaching for the berries. He then inched forward so that he was sitting between Opal’s legs. He smiled as he took in the sight.
Korra was on her knees, with Opal’s head on head on her lap, both naked and covered in sweat, both theirs and his. A wonderful evening! He kindly asked Opal to sit next to Korra, the same way Korra was. With a nod, Opal got up and sat next to Korra. Mr Lee then shuffled so that they were sitting the same way, with the two of them facing him, all of them still naked. Mr Lee then spoke:
“You were both wonderful. I am so happy that you will be serving me. I promise you will enjoy your service to me, and that you will be rewarded properly. Have you.. enjoyed your rewards so far?” He said with an expression of feigned concern.
Unable, or perhaps unwilling to offend the elderly man, the two looked exchanged brief glances before looking at him and replying:
“Yes, Mr Lee”.
As they replied, they felt a compulsion to smile, as if to confirm their reply was sincere, although a part of them felt it wasn’t right, for some reason.
Mr Lee felt almost over elated. The answer was appropriate, of course, and expected, but the smile they felt compelled to give, while covered in sweat after submitting to his carnal desires? (The first of what would be many)… that smile energized his already high state of arousal. He nodded vigorously, to show that he was pleased with his reply. He then shifted closer so that their knees were almost touching, and, holding the berries in one hand, he picked one and held it towards Korra’s mouth. Korra looked at the berry and, offering a hesitant smile, reached one hand up to take the berry, but Mr Lee moved his hand back, saying with a smile:
“No, Korra, please. You and Opal have been so excellent with your, uh, service. I will feed you. Please,” he said with an insistent tone, which, with their brainwashing, made it more a command.
Korra lowered her hand, looking to Opal as if looking for a reason to object or question, before looking back at Mr Lee and nodding. She then opened her mouth enough for Mr Lee to place the berry in her mouth. As he moved his fingers from her mouth and she began chewing on the berry, he smiled, causing her to feel a sense of awkwardness she could not explain. He then copied the same action with Opal. The sight and scene were too lovely for Mr Lee. He was in the open of his rooftop garden, sitting naked with an equally naked Opal and Korra. They were all sitting in the open, and he was feeding berries into their mouths, one at a time. He never dreamed his fantasies would be so fulfilling! And they were only getting started!
After finishing the last of the berries, Mr Lee got up and walked back to the bench. Korra and Opal noticed that under the bench was a large wooden bucket, with what looked like a bar of soap. The watched as Mr Lee took both, and tossed the soap into the bucket. He reached behind the bench and pulled a set of large olive green towels. He set them on the bench, and picked one up, using it to wipe himself of the excess sweat that was all over him. He then casually tossed it behind the bench before walking back towards them. He wore the same wide grin but said nothing as he reached down to pick up his robe. After putting it on, he walked back to the bucket and walked a few feet behind to what was a water pump. Korra and Opal looked at one another questioningly. They were going to try and ask one another what they thought was happening, but did not do so, as it felt wrong to speak without checking with Mr Lee first. But they reasoned he would explain when ready. He turned the pump on and filled the bucket near the rim before bringing it back and placing it halfway between the bench and where Korra and Opal were sitting. Mr Lee then looked to them with a smile and spoke:
“Korra, Opal, please come here,” he said, beaconing them closer.
They got up, each brushing off the grass from their shins and knees as they walked over, stopping near the bucket. Mr Lee smiled up at them, motioning at the bucket.
“You both did your, uh, duty, very well. I will take you to your room where you can rest. There are rooms where you can shower to clean yourself, but because you were so excellent with your performance, and it is such a lovely day…” he said as he pointed to the bucket.
“…I would like you to use the water in the bucket to give each other a bath.” He finished with a grin.
Korra and Opal looked at one another, before looking around them at the open courtyard and scenery. It was a serene setting, and the weather was quite nice. They each felt like there was some reason they should question or object to what Mr Lee had asked them to do, but they could not think of what that would be, so they relented and nodded their head.
Mr Lee settled back in his bench, breathing out heavily through his nostrils, satisfied with what he had been able to do so far, but in no means fulfilled. This, he said to himself, was only the beginning. And he had so many new ideas planned for Asami now!
As he watched, Korra and Opal both reached into the bucket to cup soapy water into their hands. They then turned to one another and began applying the lather using circular motions. They seemed more… comfortable touching one another, which opened more possibilities, Mr Lee realized with a surge of glee. They continued washing one another as the sun continued to set, the orange rays highlighting their lovely bodies, Opal’s lovely slim body, and Korra’s more built, voluptuous one. Korra seemed more skilled at applying the lather, while Opal, while diligent in her efforts, seemed more tentative. But that was okay, Mr Lee thought to himself, she would get better in time! Finally, it looked like they were finished. Mr Lee quickly went over and took the bucket and filled it with clean warm water so they could wash away the soap. They both gave a nod of thanks, which Mr Lee knew was out of a subconscious courtesy, which amused and aroused him to no end. After they finished washing themselves of the soap, they stood where they were, still wet. Mr Lee acted as if he had forgotten something, and apologizing profusely, turned to grab one of the towels. Walking over to Korra, she nodded in thanks and reached out for a blanket, but Mr Lee stopped her, smiling as he said:
“You’ve done so much Korra, and you as well, Opal. Please, allow me,”.
And moving closer with the towel, he proceeded to pat Korra dry, enjoying her look of embarrassment and confusion. He loved patting her breasts, gently massaging them as he did so, and working his way down to her legs and feet. He then did the same with an equally awkward looking Opal, and enjoyed how she squirmed and flinched just a little more than Korra did. He took a step back and admired his work. They both stood straight, as if at attention, their clean damp skin glistening in the orange setting sky. He smiled as he turned back and tossed the towel in the bucket. He then picked up their bundle of clothes and said that it was time to go back to the suite, eliciting a reaction of subdued relief on both their faces, which delighted him. Before they began walking back, he asked them to hold hands with one another as they walked, earning a surprised and embarrassed look, followed by a quick bow as they tentative reached for one another’s hands. They then began walking back. Mr Lee spared a few glances as they walked, loving the sight of them walking out in the open in his rooftop garden, and holding hands as they did so… while naked! It was a sight he would never tire of.
As they got in, they went to the hallway and Mr Lee had them stop and follow him into one of the rooms. It was a guest suite. It looked like a standard luxury suite in any earth kingdom hotel. The floors were a dark brown hardwood, and the walls had shades of olive and dark green running from the floor to the ceiling, with gold accented stripes running from floor to ceiling across all sides. Along all sides were also floor to ceiling mirrors, making the room appear much larger than it actually was. At the far side was a large bed.
It was a queen size bed, almost 3 feet in height with how high the soft mattress and cushions were. Two gold coloured pillows were against the dark brown headrest, and the sheets were an olive green, with the earth kingdom symbol accented at the corners. He walked over to the bed and, with his free hand, pulled the bedsheets all the way back so that most of it fell to the floor. He then turned back to Korra and Opal, who were standing by the doorway, looking around, trying to become familiar with the room. Mr Lee then motioned towards the bed as he spoke:  “You have both had a very long day. Please get into bed and rest. Both of you.”
Korra and Opal both nodded, although they hesitated at the mention that they should get into the same bed. But for some reason, perhaps because of what they had been doing up to that point, and the fact that they were still holding hands, it didn’t seem as odd as it should have been? Regardless, they walked towards Mr Lee and the bed, their bare feet making soft sounds on the hardwood floor. Korra stood back, as if motioning for Opal to get in first. But Mr Lee stopped her, his smile still wide but somehow different.
“Korra, you get in first, and lie on your back”.
Korra did as instructed, placing her head on the large gold coloured pillow on the bed as she did so.
“Now, Opal, when you get in bed, I want you to lie on top of Korra”
Opal began getting in bed, but hesitated at Mr Lee’s last words, causing him to suppress a giggle. He motioned for her to continue. She turned to sit on the bed and, almost gingerly, climbed on top of Korra. As she did so, she stopped when she was on top of Korra and slowly lowered herself, their breasts touching and pressing together. The confused and awkward looks on both their faces were so priceless to Mr Lee. He then spoke:
“Now, I want you to keep each other warm, and, as a reward to one another…”
They both looked at him questioningly, their expressions so out of place with their naked bodies being on top of one another in the luxurious bed. Nonetheless, they continued staring at him as he continued.
“…show each other your appreciation for the wonderful, excellent work you did together today. And do not be shy in rewarding one another. Be generous and gentle with the kissing and hugging and…touching. Do what gives the other pleasure. And continued doing so for the next hour…”
As he said that, he pointed to the wall clock above the bed, showing where they could keep track of the time. He he then continued.
“…And then, and only then, you may go to sleep.”
They blinked in surprise, and then nodded before turning to one another, their faces almost touching as they were on top of one another. The embarrassment was evident in their flushed faces, but as they could think of no reason or way to refuse, they turned and nodded to him. Mr Lee smiled as he said:
“Please, get started. The sooner you start, the sooner you can sleep and be ready for the next day. And you need to get your rest, as there will be much to do” he finished. He then raised his eyebrows, as if prompting them to get started.
Their eyes widened for a moment, as if finally realizing what they were to do. They then turned to each other and, trying to not notice that Mr Lee was still there, began kissing. Opal as so awkward with her kisses, but gentle nonetheless. Korra allowed Opal to take the initiative while she wrapped her toned arms around Opal’s naked back and began tracing light circles, causing Opal to flinch while trying to focus on her kissing. As she did so, Korra began responding with kisses of her own.
Mr Lee watched the scene unfold before him. A part of him wanted to watch, or even invite himself into their bed, but he relented. He knew their bodies were already exhausted from their earlier… endeavours, so they would tire and sleep within the hour. As for him…
There was somewhere else he wanted to be. Someone he wanted to fulfill his many fantasies with. He had only allowed himself a brief sampling of what he wanted with the CEO of Future Industries, but now, he wanted more. So much more. And if things turned out as he planned, she would want the same. Even if, or after, the brainwashing wore off.
With an newfound sense of excitement, he cleaned himself in another room and, donning another robe, headed to the elevator. Pressing the button, he made his way down to the floor Asami was on. As the door opened, he smiled as he saw Asami sitting at the study tale at the far side of the room, in her Earth Nation uniform. The look on her face was one of focus, as if trying to uncover the mysteries of creation. The fact that such a studious expression was worn by one as beautiful of her made him weak. She was the perfect union of beauty and intellect.
Upon hearing the door open, Asami looked up from her book and, seeing Mr Lee’s step out, stood up at attention. As he walked closer, he noted how she seemed to stare back at the box questioningly before looking back at him, her beautiful face still wearing that mix of submissiveness combined with wariness, her intellect still believing something to be wrong, but unable to determine what. It was so joyous to watch. As he reached the other side of the desk, he spoke up, his smile bright:  “Hello, Asami. So, were you able to read the texts on the table?”
Asami looked down, as if unsure how to answer. He could see how her facial expression was a mix of concentration and confusion, such an adorable combination! He loved how her brilliant green eyes narrowed as she stared down at the set of books, before looking at the box at the side, and then at him. As she did so, her brows raised slightly as if wishing to ask a question, but unsure how. For a moment, he thought about asking her if she opened the box, but decided not to, as he knew her sense of honour and principle would have stopped her from doing so. He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head, gesturing that he was waiting for her reply.
For a moment she continued staring at him before catching herself, blinking to snap herself out of her inner thoughts before answering in a clear voice:
“Yes Mr Lee, I have… read them.”
 “Good. Did you, uh, have any questions? If so, please ask them?” He said with a friendly smile.
Asami looked down at the books in front of her, sparing a quick glance over at the mysterious box. She then took a deep measured breath as she closed her eyes and looked at Mr Lee and with a nod, spoke:
“Ahem, uh, y-yes, Mr Lee. I had some questions on the books. I read through all of them as you instructed, but… perhaps I read the wrong books? As the books I read all appeared to be books on, uh…”
She tried to form the words in her mouth to complete her sentence. She knew what she wanted to say, but felt awkward voicing them openly, but before she could do so, Mr Lee spoke them for her as he nodded:
“—sexual positions. They are all books on sexual positions. Or rather, the positions used when having sex.” He smiled as he tilted his head, before continuing, enjoying the look of bewilderment upon her lovely face.
“You see, the books you read, document and illustrate every sexual position ever known in the history of all nations.” He nodded once as he finished, as if giving the answer to an unsaid question.
Asami was completely flustered. She couldn’t understand how those books had anything to do with any great mystery. It seemed so… strange? That was the only word she could think of at the moment. She was about to say something more before Mr Lee interrupted her thoughts.
“You are wondering how these books, this subject is relevant to great mystery I spoke of?” He said innocently with raised eyebrows.
“Uh, y, yes, Mr Lee” she said, relieved that he spoke what she was thinking.
Mr Lee took a breath and nodded in understanding. He was so excited but he had to maintain his facade. He made his face look like one of thoughtfulness and concern as he kept his smile and spoke in an earnest tone:
“You see, Asami, I have always been fascinated to know that there were so many sexual positions which existed in the history of all civilizations. And I have always been plagued by the question of which sexual position is the most superior. I have studied the subject matter for so long, and have never been able to find the answer. That is why I commissioned the printing of the books you read. They are all comprehensive listings which detail every sexual position in the history of not just the Earth Nation, but all nations.” He paused for Asami to take everything in, delighting in the mixture of confusion and uncomfortableness upon her face. He then continued.
“That is why I requested your services. That is why you are here. So that you can help me uncover the mystery of which sexual position is the most superior. It will be a long and arduous journey. But I know that with your help. Your brilliance. You will help me uncover the mystery in these books, of which sexual position is above all others.” He finished with an grin.
Asami stood motionless for a moment, feeling a surge of questions, which she tried to filter in her mind, so that she could pick the ones which were relevant to the moment. She cleared her throat, swallowing once before looking up from the books and looking to Mr Lee on the other side of the study table. She then spoke:
“So, you need my help to help study and, uh, uncover which position is the most…’superior’.
Mr Lee slowly nodded and smiled, letting out a breath, as if relieved at her comment.
“Yes! Yes, Asami, that is correct. I need your help to help me uncover which of the countless positions used throughout history is the most superior.”
Asami nodded, feeling a small sense of relief, looking at the books. As uncomfortable, or unusual as the subject matter was, if it was just a matter of research and study. So that was why Mr Lee wanted her services. She allowed herself to let out a small breath of relief before speaking:
“I see. Well, in order to discover which position can be deemed ‘superior’ it would be best if we focused on finding a metric of measurement, be it documentation of how often a.. position was used, or testaments by those who… used it. I don’t recall any quotes or —“
“—Oh there were no quotes, Asami. Of that, I am certain. And even if there were, they can be quite subjective, as each individual may have their own… preferences” he said with a smile.
Asami felt a momentary sense of dejection, followed by confusion. She was unsure how to properly research such a topic then. Her mind raced for another solution, but before she could do so, Mr Lee spoke:
“You see, Asami, I want to know which sexual position is the most superior. Which one offers the most… fulfillment. The most pleasure. Or requires the greatest stamina. And that is why I requested your service. That is why you are here. To help me.” He finished, his smile widening, as if ready to reveal some great secret.
Asami felt a mix of confusion, a fear she could not place, and some other feeling that caused her to feel as though she had been splashed with cold water. As she was thinking that, Mr Lee walked around the table, so that he was near the box next to her. He looked up at her and tilted his head to the side as he held his smile and spoke:
“There is only one way for us to uncover which of the countless sexual positions throughout history is the most superior…”. He held her perplexed and confused gaze, pausing for a moment before continuing:
“And that is, for us to perform every single one of those sexual positions…”. He paused for effect.
“Ourselves. Together.”
Asami’s eyes widened and she felt her skin suddenly feel cold, as if there were a sudden draft in the room. But before she could even think of stammering out a question, Mr Lee turned to the box and slowly opened it, turning to look up at her before continuing:
“And for that, we, especially you, Asami, will need to wear this” he said with a wide grin.
And with that, he reached into the box and pulled something out slowly before holding it up for her to see. As he held it up, he used his other hand to point towards the sofa and rug at the far side of the room. To indicate where they should go. She followed his gaze to where he pointed, back to him, and then held her gaze at what he was holding.
It was a bottle.
Looking closely, she felt her body shiver and her skin crawl at the same time, as she realized that was was in the bottle was what she was supposed to…wear.
Olive oil.
As she was processing her thoughts, or attempting to, Mr Lee walked past her towards the rug and sofa. He looked back at her, trying so hard to contain the pent up lust and fantasies he had been envisioning since he first saw her.
Although she felt her mind being flooded with more questions and doubts about what she was doing, she found she would have to once again set them aside, as she felt a compulsion to follow Mr Lee toward the sofa area, for reasons she still could not fathom.
She began envisioning scenarios, of moments where she could propose other ways to help Mr Lee solve his great mystery, but she would have to find the right moment. And the right moment would come, she told herself determinedly. She just had to wait for it… and hope she recognized it when she saw it.
In the meantime, as she followed Mr Lee, she watched as he turned and sat on the sofa, a smile on his face as he beaconed her to come closer, a gesture she was compelled to obey.

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