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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33555 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 33
Katara was drawn from her musings when Lady Sakura said, “A concubine has status and power. Unlike a mistress you have real authority.”
Katara listened aptly as Lady Sakura explained all of the rights and privileges that came with a formal appointment. Katara knew that she would never exercise most of those rights. She had no use for servants, she doubted her personal account could be converted to Water Tribe money, and she knew she would never run crying to Zuko if someone slighted her.
She definitely would not have anyone whipped, jailed or executed for an offense. It would be nice to be in control of her own ship, but it wasn’t like anyone would actually listen to her demands to attack Fire Navy vessels.
Katara wanted to run away when Lady Sakura brought out a book of pornographic books, scrolls, and other wifely manuals. She did run away when Lady Sakura began demonstrating hip and body movements. A guard at the door blocked her escape. The quiet and genteel Lady Sakura was rather forceful about making Katara practice them; even going so far as to grab Katara’s hips and move them for her.
Just when she didn’t think the afternoon could get any more ridiculous, she was taught the things to say to a man to fuel his passions before and during sex as well as how to praise him for a wonderful, average or lackluster performance. As if she would ever say, “My empty cavern longs for your dragon” or “My phoenix is thirsty, it wants to drink your dragon’s milk” or any of the other things Lady Sakura made her repeat while lying down and gyrating her hips to mimic sexual activity.
Katara flat out refused to comply when Lady Sakura brought out two long Chinese eggplants and plums to practice oral techniques. There was no way in Koh’s lair that her mouth was going anywhere near Zuko’s genitals unless she was biting something off. Lady Sakura frowned and told her that it was the preferred moon time alternative but Katara would not budge.
She did allow Lady Sakura to grab her hand and show her another method. She had touched boys before; not that she planned on touching Zuko, but their hands had always guided hers. Katara outright laughed when the woman dropped the long pendulous fruit down her shirt and jiggled her breasts on either side of it to show her alternative number three.
“What no licking while you’re doing that?” Katara asked sarcastically after seeing Lady Sakura’s variation did not include oral usage on the vegetable’s tip.
“What?” Lady Sakura shrieked allowing the vegetable to fall into her lap.
Katara covered her mouth realizing her mistake. After several minutes of cajoling in which Lady Sakura finally agreed to create hand drawn maps of the palace and capital a beet red Katara confessed, “Women in the Water Tribes also have moon time alternatives that they perform for their husbands.”
The admission led to a detailed exchange that left the more experienced woman taking written notes and far more embarrassed than Katara. The Waterbender mistakenly believed it was the end of the lesson when Lady Sakura began fanning her chest, “Oh dear, Agni, I have never heard of such things. No wonder your men love their women enough to be faithful to them. Sweet mercy! No wonder there are so many rumors about Water Tribe women.”
“Lady Mai was selected by Fire Lord Azulon but you were selected by the Prince. He chose you himself! Oh my Katara, You just may end up having full reign of the palace once you learn how to do this,” Lady Sakura laughed while opening several of the scrolls and books which she demanded that Katara read then explain what she’d just read.

Several lessons in the Fire Nation writing system later Katara was able to stumble through the reading material and give a disbelieving summary. After each explanation Lady Sakura expounded upon the benefits and rewards of each act (my sister’s husband bought her a summer home on Ember Island when she did that) as well as the drawbacks (sometimes it takes days to sit comfortably on hard surfaces if your partner is large or enthusiastic). Katara just nodded; as if she would ever do that.
Lady Sakura took out a different book and Katara saw something very familiar to her. She had delivered babies with her grandmother and performed prenatal exams during her healing lessons at the North Pole so she knew all about female parts. Water Tribe children were taught that masturbation was a normal part of growing up but some of the things the women were doing to themselves were well beyond what Katara knew about exploring herself. She meant what she said when she promised Lady Sakura she would try them, but there was no way she was following her suggestion of letting Zuko watch.
Lady Sakura had just finished showing her the proper way to tie and untie a loincloth when Zuko and his father walked in. As embarrassed as she was to be girding another woman’s skirts, Katara was grateful they had not come in when she was pointing out where to stroke, caress, press, fondle or lick using a life like carving of male genitalia.

Zuko appeared to be similarly traumatized so they agreed to never speak of the day’s events. Unlike Katara’s lesson which focused on how to please her partner. Ozai had primarily told his son what he liked to have done during sex and suggested that he get Katara to try it. He never wanted to imagine their father and mother doing that. He would never be able to look at a picture of his mother in the same way again. She had kissed him with those lips and washed his face with those hands.
Before dismissing them his father had made them recount the tale of the Avatar’s capture and defiling his Waterbender to the scribes. He sent another set of scribes to record the male prisoners’ tale and an artist to draw them in their cells. Ozai then took him to sign the historical documents with Azula which two Fire Sages witnessed.
It was official; Katara was his so long as he showed interest. He could protect her for eternity if he had to.
Zuko was still blushing wildly at the prospect as he held Katara’s hand and led her to the vaults. Prior to scarring him for life, his father had told him that Lady Sakura was teaching Katara a few tricks. He’d seen the marriage preparation manuals given to all Fire Nation women and wondered why Mai had so much graphic pornography in her hope chest.
Zuko pushed the thoughts of Katara willing and eager to please out of his mind. He had made Katara his concubine for her benefit not his. It was only a means to protect her not “a way to calm the traitorous beast that resided in his pants” which was how his father referred to his own relationship with Sakura. He wouldn’t add insult to injury by allowing himself to think of her in a similar manner.
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