Aang Pegged | By : ShaggFace Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality > Het- Male/Female Views: 9101 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The amphitheater was full of Fire Nation citizens, all who had come to witness the execution of the Avatar. He had been beaten, starved, abused for so long. The chains on his wrists and ankles held him firm; there would be no bending. There would be no escaping. There was no hope. There was only the roar of the crowd, the intense heat of the fire, the shame and the pain.
Aang stared into the flames, hardly noticing the crack of the whip at his back. The pain was dull, distant, now that he understood how futile it all was. Someone near him was dead. Was it Sokka? Katara? He could not move to see, even if he had had the will. It was over.
The crowd’s cries suddenly grew in intensity as a pair of elderly women, one on each side of the Avatar, stepped forward.
“Once more, your Princess Azula bested the enemies of the great Fire Nation!” announced the twin on the right to the audience.
“She has bested the Avatar in strength and intelligence!” spoke the other.
“And tonight,” they shouted together. “She will punish the Avatar for his crimes, for all to see!”
As the cheering grew to a maximum, a pair of bare feet came into Aang’s downcast stare. Wearily, he lifted his head, dragging his gaze over a black and red robe. He had expected noone else but still felt a sickening drop at the sight of Princess Azula. Her face was calm and smug. Her eyes, however, were sparked with sadistic intent that pierced right into him.
Azula placed her hand on the side of the Avatar’s bald head then moved her hand down his cheek, her fire-red, manicured nails scratching softly against his skin. She gripped his chin and forced his head. “How many times have you lost to me, Avatar?” Azula spoke as though addressing an old friend over tea. “How many times have I humiliated you and your little friends?”
Aang could not answer. Azula smirked cruelly. “The humiliation isn’t over yet.”
Without another word, Azula opened her robe and let it fall to her feet. Even in his bleak state, Aang was shocked to see the princess of the Fire Nation naked before him. Her body was toned, her skin soft and flawless, breasts young and perky, all with a subtle curve to her hips. A patch of dark hair, trimmed to the likeness of the Fire Nation’s symbol, rested above an otherwise clean and hairless slit.
“Mai,” Azula said lightly, looking past the chained prisoner. “If you’ll do the honors.”
Wordlessly, Mai circled behind Azula as the princess separated her legs. This afforded Aang a better view of her royally pampered pussy, further from his dark place and closer to reality. Mai knelt down holding a sort of belt which Aang found quite odd, though he did not know why. Azula stepped into it and Mai lifted it up to her hips, then strapped harnesses around her thighs.
Mai retreated, leaving Azula the only sight for the Avatar’s eyes. He scanned her up and down, his heart racing. Whatever was happening, he didn’t like it. He noticed Azula’s hand wrapped around a large, dark, phallus attactched the belt. His eyes went wide.
“So we understand now, do we?” Azula said, ending her question with a slight laugh. She pressed her palm against Aang’s forehead and pushed his head back. “Open wide!”
Before Aang could react, Azula’s fake dick forced its way into his mouth and quickly down his throat. Aang coughed and gagged, struggling to breath around the thick dildo. Azula stared down at him with a fake pout. “I’m sorry, did I make you uncomfortable?” Her face turned once more to a cruel smirk. “Ty Lee, let’s see if we can’t accommodate our guest.”
With a rip, the dirty loin cloth that was Aang’s only clothing came off and a pair of hands spread his ass cheeks. Ty Lee gave a girlish giggle. “Hey, Mai, come check this out!”
Mai stepped forward and looked over Ty Lee’s shoulder, then gave a smirk. “Those poor Air Nation women.”
Aang’s face turned a bright red. His dick gave a slight twitch, drawing another gleeful giggle from Ty Lee. “Never would have thought the Avatar would be such a wimp! Hee! Did you see that? He’s getting stiff now!”
Aang closed his eyes, trying to control his body but the sensation of a ramming dildo down his throat did not make it any easier. Tears streamed down his face, stinging his wounds. Suddenly, something soft and wet entered his anus and he let out a muffled cry.
“That’s digusting, Ty Lee,” said Mai.
As Ty Lee’s tongue contorted and squirmed in his ass and her hand gripped his stiffening member tighter and tighter, Aang couldn’t help but let out a longing moan around Azula’s fake cock.
“This was the Fire Nation’s great enemy?” Azula jeered, loud enough for the audience to hear. “A little boy who lets women rape him, play with his anus-“
“Ew!” Ty Lee shouted as she removed her mouth from his ass. She held up her hand, now dripping with a load of Aang’s sperm.
“-and he’s a quick shot!” Azula announced, drawing mocking laughter from the Fire Nation citizens. She removed the dildo from Aang’s mouth and the Avatar hung his head, doing his best to block out the world around him. “Hold him up,” Azula said as she circled back around Aang. Two pairs of hands, one on each shoulder, pulled Aang, exposing his young, hairless body and his diminutive, limp dick to the crowd of Fire Nation citizens.
Azula’s thick dildo pierced mercilessly into Aang’s ass. He let out a scream that did little to hide an underlying tone of pleasure. The Fire Nation Princess pumped the thick tool in and out of his young anus, filling it up, stretching it out. Her hands reached over to his chest and her nails rain down his torso. One cupped his testicles as the other wrapped around his semi-hard dick, pulling his skin back and forth with the three fingers that could fit. A tongue, probably Ty Lee’s, ran over his earlobe and into the ear itself. He bit his lower lip and willingly let out a groan of pleasure.
Azula’s hips bucked harder and harder into his hungry asshole, feeding him the shame he desired so badly. His dick was hard and at full, pathetic length, for everyone in the stadium to stare and laugh at. Aang could feel a rise inside him, something mounting higher and higher until-
For a blissful few seconds, Aang’s tiny cock spat out sperm. Azula withdrew her toy from his ass and Mai and Ty Lee let him go. Reality crashed down all around the Avatar and he then knew the ultimate shame.
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