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The Notebook	By : PersonOfDisinterest Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 66558 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The earth was everything to Lin, her strength, her calling, her tether to reality; it was the foundation upon which she had built her whole life. And it only took Amon a second to strip that all away from her.
The Chief was nothing afterwards, a shell – if that – as the man scoured her clean of every last remnant of bending. In the same instant she was both pure and marked with an irrevocable taint. How could she be the Chief without her bending, or even a Beifong? Her name and career were destroyed and of her reputation's restoration, there was no hope. She shattered, reduced to nothing more than a weak, old woman, all in the space of a single moment.
The cold second skin that sat on her shoulders was a heavy burden and Lin collapsed to the ground under its weight. It was the first thing to go when they dragged her into the escaped airbenders' home. There was still some fire in the woman as they pulled the metal off her. She spat vicious curses and kicked out at anything and everything. The equalists merely laughed at her. Once Lin was naked of her armour, they took care of her troublesome limbs.
With her own spool of flexible cable, Lin was tied face-down to the low dining room table. Her arms spread wide to either side, the woman winced as her wrists curved awkwardly over the edges. The forced arch in her back pressed her chest to its surface, her ass raised high into the air. She was propped up on her knees, ankles bound and tightly secured with cable looped around the table legs.
Cool air raised goosepimples on her skin as a knife sawed through the back of her tank top. Modest breasts flopped free when the vest was torn away, softer than they had been a decade before. Lin winced when groping hands unceremoniously tugged at them, fingers crawling over her flesh. They were laughing again, at her. Half a dozen equalists stood around Lin, slapping her sagging tits and pinching her stubby nipples. Taunting voices suggested she was well past her prime. Lin growled her retort with an acid tongue, but the men were only amused, not cowed into submission as they once might have been. And they were growing hard at the sight of the humiliated Chief.
Fished out into the open air, an equalist's manhood bobbed in the air in front of her face. Lin was defiant even in defeat, but her glare dissolved when gloved fingers slid into her hair and tugged harshly at the greying roots. A hot cock plunged between her lips when she gasped, her face rapidly bucking back and forth along the thick shaft. The spongy head tapped against the back of her throat and Lin's chest heaved, globs of saliva splattering on the table surface when she loudly retched. Pulling hard on time-thinned locks, the man above her hissed his pleasure as she spasmed tightly around him.
He yelled moments later when Lin ground her teeth into his stiff meat. Her steely eyes watered as she bit down, clenching the muscles of her jaw. She thought she tasted blood and Lin's gaze burned in triumph. But then a cuff across the face knocked her loose and the man almost dislodged a tooth when he ripped himself out of her mouth. Spitting, Lin turned back to look at the equalist, who had his hands wrapped protectively around his flagging cock. She couldn't see his expression beneath the mask, but she didn't need to. The moment was hers. A mocking smirk found her lips as Lin stared up at him.
He wiped it off her face not a second later, the sharp echo of leather meeting her cheek ringing in Lin's ears. The equalist grabbed her by the hair and slammed her down onto the table. Pain bounced around her skull and Lin gasped sharply. "Looks like the Chief's forgotten her manners, huh?" the man above her growled. "I think we ought to remind the old whore just who's in charge here."
They pulled her trousers and undergarments down to the back of her thighs. The table wobbled as the first man climbed onto it and stood behind her. Lin wasn't ready, but that wasn't a matter of concern to the equalist. He spat liberally on her, rubbing it between her lips. Lin grimaced, her eyes wet. The man holding her leant down and grinned at the look on her face. He only spoke two words, enunciated carefully and smothered in cruel intent.
"Fuck her."
Lin's teeth were bared and the table wet with tears when warm, thick cum splashed across her back for the first time. She couldn't see behind her and the only indication she had that the night was young was the moment a second set of hands gripped onto her hips. The equalist mounted her and Lin bit down on her tongue.
His cock slid more easily than the first into the hot channel of her pussy. Her body was slow to accommodate to rape. Stiff meat pumped until it throbbed and Lin closed her eyes as the man stood over her to paint her back with sticky white ropes. A third cock, thin and long, drew unwilling gasps from her lips as it reached deep inside her. The fourth was eager to fill her and almost as quickly burst, the man breathing heavily through the nose as he clumsily withdrew and clambered on top of her. Cum dribbled into the deep curve of her spine and Lin sniffed, choking back her voice.
Until the fifth man drove himself into her.
"That's it, Chief, I've been waiting to hear you scream."
She did scream, and she writhed against the cables lashed around her limbs. Inside her the equalist felt as thick as her wrist, forcing inch after solid inch down Lin's abused cunt. His girth stretched her around him and the man above laughed in her pathetic face, her eyes pulled wide as a hairy crotch ground against her ass. The man began to move and Lin yelped like a battered dog. The loud, wet clap of flesh rang out as he thumped into her, spearing deep with increasingly ruthless pace. The pain of each deep, selfish thrust was the only thing she knew and Lin clung desperately to the brief respite when the man's hips rolled backwards. He was ceaseless, a well of stamina as he pistoned into her to the appreciative cheers of an audience.
Lin jerked in surprise when hot cum splattered across the side of her face. The furiously masturbating equalist groaned, dripping sticky pearls onto Lin's tightly pressed lips. She had only a moment to feel disgusted; the man behind her pulled himself out and hosed her down with his seed. Thick strings of cum tangled themselves into her pubic curls, dribbling slowly down the curve of her ass. Lin hissed as the man slapped her thigh, exhaling in thorough satisfaction as he moved away. Her chest rose and fell as the grip on her hair finally loosened. Her scalp felt like it had been on fire.
"Call in another unit," an ominous voice suddenly spoke, "I'm sure the good Chief will be more than happy to accommodate them."
Lin lifted her cum-stained face, mouth falling open in horror. Amon stood at the door, hands clasped behind his back, hood drawn up over an expressionless mask. It didn't matter. She knew there was a smirk lingering behind it. She would wipe it off one day; she would kill him for this, for everything he had ever done. One day. But as more men poured into the room, lecherous eyes roving over her trembling, naked body, Lin knew that day was far, far away.
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