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Korra Bending	By : Clocktower Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Crossovers > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 5001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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- 9-Nine
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The steel shackles holding her wrists were broad and fitted with leather padding. Korra had been in them for several hours with no chaffing or numbness. The rest of her body wasn't doing as well. While she wasn't being tortured, when she lifted her head to see the concrete wall with its many white tally marks, she wondered. So many orgasms, so little time in between them.

Behind her, the cell door opened. Lin was back. Korra heard her take off her uniform top. It was hot down here in the subbasement where the heating pipes bottle-necked and the planned renovations to the vents had been mired in red tape for years. Her chin was lifted, she opened her mouth as Lin poured cold water over her drying lips. If she was lucky she'd get her face splashed.

“Ready for more? I want to see some improvement this time. You've been terrible, cumming like a slut every five minutes. You're the Avatar, control yourself.”

Korra wanted to ask just how she was supposed to do that, but she'd already been told. Breathe, think about something painful, think about anything but what was happening. Lin made it hard, so hard. She showed no mercy whatsoever, it wasn't fair.

“I said, are you ready for more?”

“Yes, chief,” said Korra.

Lin poured more water in her mouth, allowing her three loud gulps before dumping the rest over her face. The room was hotter with Lin in it. Korra heard her lubing up pieces of metal in thick oil, the sound sending a shiver up Korra's spine. The brackets around Korra's ankles moved to Lin's bending, spreading her legs. Her toes curled on their own.

Korra had always known Lin Beifong to be a master metalbender, but had not expected her control to be so fine. The tip of a warm, oiled steel phallus touched her vulva, slipping into her as if were no more than magnetism itself, pushing her apart with ease while her body tightened. The heavy oil mixed with her natural fluids, ran in hot lines down her thighs. It felt like a furnace between her legs. Breathing evenly, Korra imagined stepping outside of herself, separating her mind from her body. The smooth, unyielding metal inside her was like a warm spike, pinning her to the world with all its sensations.

“Focus,” said Lin. “Disassociate.”

The instant Korra thought she'd reached a place where she could bear it, the metal phallus inside her changed shape. The head became bulbous, with just enough of a lip to send pulses of electricity through her tired nerve endings, firing them to life. Her breath faltered, her muscles tightened. The sting of a leather strap across her bare ass brought her back, let her refocus. Not that it helped. Korra knew two things for certain, that the sun would rise in the east come morning, that she was going to cum within the next minute.

Lin wasn't holding back, using her exquisite bending to pound every sensual nerve Korra kept hidden away. The dildo inside her felt like a molten spike, its heat scorching her resistance, making her insides boil and expand. She tried every breathing pattern she knew, thought of all the horrible things that had happened to her, nothing worked. When the last rivet popped and the boiler inside her exploded, she tried one last time to tamp it all down, to at least cum with some dignity. She stood no chance with Lin pouring fuel on the explosion, turning the steel dildo into a writing mass of insane orgasmic energy.

After her brain's beta brainwaves had resumed, she lifted her head and was cognizant of Lin drawing a new tally mark on the wall with a bit of chalk. Her body went limp and she felt the metal inside her fall out. It hit the floor with a dull, oily thud. Lin lifted her head up by her chin, gave her more water.

“C-can... you dial it down a bit, maybe,” Korra stammered.

“Kuvira won't be showing you any mercy, and so neither will I. Things are about to get intense, Avatar.”

Korra didn't remember much after that. At some point she recalled believing that she had asked for this, that it was good for her. Kuvira was only a woman, not some oily metal machine that never got tired and couldn't cum, unlike Lin. After the chief was done with her, she'd be unstoppable. Assuming there was anything of her left.

The time between her orgasms was approaching zero and they were becoming more intense. Lin had stopped scolding her, stopped offering advice, and was now openly marveling at the number of new tally marks on the wall.

“Enough of this,” said Lin, splashing the dry wall with a bucket of water, smudging the record of Korra's shame. “I've got work to do. I'll be back, but in the meantime...” She used her bending to call up half a dozen metal beads. Korra felt the smallest of them travel between her butt cheeks and into her anus, sinking far enough in to be of no help when the next came, and the next, each larger than the one before. Her teeth clenched, her eyes bulged until Lin was finished stuffing her. “Hold onto those until I get back. However many I find on the floor is how many new piercings you're getting.”

“Yes, chief,” she said, wondering if she'd get to pick what got pierced or if Lin had a progression in mind. She'd always wanted a tasteful ring through her...

The steel ball hit the floor with a metallic crack. Lin scowled and used her bending to slip two more in, each larger than the one that had fallen out. “Focus,” she said, leaving Korra alone in the cell.

“F-focus,” Korra said through clenched teeth, left to stare at the dripping wall. No way had she cum that many times, it was inhuman. Then again, so was Lin. Damn her. What kind of oil had she coated those beads in? Why did she feel so warm? Why did she feel like... like she was slowly going to cum over the next few hours. No, Korra, focus. Focus...

The cell door slid open just as she fell out of her body. Korra saw herself hanging from the ceiling. Everything was tinged red, as if she'd been blindfolded with a thin, scarlet cloth. Her legs glistened from the all oil they were covered in, what had dripped from her over the past several hours. She could feel a presence in the room and figured that it was her visitor's eyes was seeing through. Whoever it was walked slowly over to her, traced a finger around her waist as they went to their knees. Korra had never seen herself from this angle before and was fascinated, wondering if her lady was always so swollen and puffy.

Lips met lips, a tongue darted forward.

Her head snapped upward. She expected to see a red-eyed version of herself ready to ravish her, but instead it was Kya.

“How's training with Lin going?” said the waterbender, her cocked eyebrow making the question rhetorical.

“G-great,” grunted Korra as the beads up her ass fell out, hitting the floor one by one and rolling away, leaving an oily trail behind them.

“Oh, yeah, great!” said Kya. “Sssay, why don't I just unlock your shackles here so you can go get yourself cleaned up. Then we can go have a little talk with Lin about your training. Sound good?”

“Yeah,” said Korra, suddenly feeling cold and slimy. “Yeah, let's do that.”

XXX

Being chained up in a sweaty dungeon didn't feel as sexy now that she was out of it, Korra had to admit. She'd showered quickly and now followed Kya up a flight of stairs towards Lin Beifong's office. Korra found the sway in the waterbender's hips rather relaxing, to the point where she wanted to rest her head between them and fall asleep. It was being tired that brought Dark Korra around, she reasoned. She needed her rest.

Kya knocked on the door to the chief's office and didn't wait for an answer before barging in. Lin, who had heard them coming, merely fixed them with a loaded scowl.

“Just because we know each other doesn't mean you can just walk in here whenever you feel like it!” she snapped.

“Relax, Lin, I'm here to help,” said Kya.

“I don't need your help,” said Lin. “Korra, what's the meaning of this?”

Korra turned red, wondering what she'd be stuffed with as a punishment for this. She'd been bad, very bad, and she deserved to... she shook all that nonsense from her mind and composed herself. “I think Kya wants to help train me,” she said.

Lin's eyes narrowed into slits. “She doesn't want to help, she wants to take over.”

To Korra's astonishment, Kya nodded. “Damn right I do. I don't know what was going on down there, but it clearly wasn't working. We don't have time for things that don't work. Korra's training needs to meet her where she is.”

A familiar kind of sickness boiled up inside Korra. It was airbending allover again, only worse. And how had Kya gotten wind of all this anyway?

“She needs to learn discipline,” said Lin.

“You've been trying to teach her not to cum when what she really needs to learn is how to cum,” said Kya, folding her arms while Korra withered and died from sheer embarrassment. How did Kya know? Who had told her? Who else knew? It didn't matter. What Kya said made sense. From now on, she'd go with...

“There's only one way to settle this,” said Lin, her dark stare meeting Kya's blazing one, raising the temperature in the chilly room by several degrees.

“A duel?” said Kya, letting her handbag slide off her shoulder, pulling down a bit of her tunic along with it to expose a sliver of dark skin.

“To be decided by the Avatar. Winner gets to train her,” said Lin.

Both women looked at Korra, who found her poor, abused lady was stirring once more. She nodded dumbly, which was all the two women needed to begin. Korra stood with her back against the door, leaving them the space.

Kya was out of her clothes so fast Korra wasn't sure she'd been wearing them to begin with. She'd always thought Kya to be pretty for an older woman, but free of her stylish blue tunic she was among the tastiest looking ladies the Avatar had ever laid eyes on. That she liked to sunbathe in the nude was readily apparent, as was the fact she'd keeping herself fit.

Lin eyed her up and down, nodded her approval before unbuttoning her over shirt. She pulled the white strap top she wore underneath above her head, taking her time with a slow reveal. Kya's impatience moved though her like an electric current, engaging every muscle in her long, lithe body. She met a half-dressed Lin on top of her desk and finished stripping the woman, throwing her trousers across the room, nearly hitting Korra.

The Avatar watched them wide-eyed and slack-jawed. Lin was on her back, her arms and legs around her opponent, keeping their bodies together while their tongues fought inside each other's mouths. Somehow Kya slipped free, flowing down Lin's body like a river, kissing and cupping each breast, rolling her face in the line between neck and navel. “Oh, Lin. What were you up to before we came in?” she said, nuzzling the chief's slit.

Korra moved as discretely as she could to a spot where she could see Kya's tongue in action. The waterbender licked the chief's pussy like it was ice cream on a hot day, relishing every crevice and fold. Lin's face was scrunched up tight as if in pain, her knuckles bone white. She'd broken out in a sweat and was shivering all over. Eventually, Kya sat up. What Korra at first thought was a move to prolong the contest was instead the start of the coup de grace. Kya lewdly wiped her glistening lips and chin with two fingers, then stuck them in her mouth to suck them clean and wet them anew. She slipped the fingers into Lin and played her like a lute, bouncing her along the edge of a crashing orgasm before tossing her over.

Lin's back arched and she held her clenched fists to her face, all while Kya wiggled her fingers and gently cooed to her. Korra would have fallen on all fours and barked had the woman asked just then, but she shook herself out of it. Finally, Lin was left to lie flat on her back and catch her breath. Kya cleaned her fingers in her mouth before hopping off the desk.

“Uh, Kya wins,” said Korra, dumbly. “Right?”

Lin raised her hand to concede, putting a bounce in Kya's step as she put her clothes back on. “Let's go, Korra. Lin, if you want a rematch, you know where to find me!”

Casting one last glance back at the beaten Beifong as she was led out of the room by her new teacher, Korra could only hope her new training routine would begin after a long nap.
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