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Spoils of War	By : CViperFan Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 43966 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar, and do not make a profit from this. If I did, this would probably be canon though.

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Azula sighed as she entered the cavernous bedchamber, tossing a stack of parchment onto a nearby table. She’d promised the Generals (well, they were HER generals now, she supposed) that she’d review all the battle data from the widely scattered Fire Navy in detail, but she didn’t need to read any one of them to know what they’d reveal.

After the glorious victory on the arrival of Sozin’s Comet (and the Avatar’s ultimate defeat at the hands of her honored father), things had moved rather quickly, the last remainders of resistance had proved to fall rather easily. Despite a few delays, the world was well and truly under Fire Nation control at last.

And now (after Ozai’s mysterious death some months ago, may he rest in peace), after years of planning and patience, Azula was Firelord and-- subsequently-- it was all hers. And while she in truth cared little for the day-to-day beaurecratic troubles, the duties of the throne were far from unpleasant.

There were prizes to be had, after all.

Snapping her fingers, she heard the clinking of a long chain and the patter of bare feet on fine lacquered woodwork. In seconds Suki, the former leader of the Kyoshi Warriors, knelt before her, completely naked. There were whip marks and scratches all along her back, her once piercing dark eyes had been glazed over with lust, and a tight leather collar now rested snugly around her neck.

“What is your will, Mistress?” Suki cooed adoringly, her body tingling with excitement at her owner’s proximity. Without a word, Azula tugged on her chain, pulling the girl to her knees with a start, her gasp instantly melting into a shuddering sigh of pure delight as Azula dug a sharp fingernail into her aching clit. Shivering, Suki made a strange little gasping sound, her juices already trickling down her thighs, and all the Firelord could do was smile; true, the girl had been such a delight as a defiant, ferocious warrior, but this… well, it was satisfying in a different way, she supposed.

“I’ve had a very, very long day slave… take me to the others,” she said simply, a second finger teasing Suki’s sensitive labia.

“Y-ahh… Yes, Mistress,” Suki whimpered happily, and crawling on her hands and knees with Azula holding her chain like a leash, she led her master down a set of stairs concealed behind a nearby wall. The stairs led to a tunnel carved out of the volcanic rock that formed the foundation of the Firelord’s Palace, opening up into a small room intended as a fallback position in times of war, a desperate tactical last resort. Of course, with the war over, Azula had found a considerably more enjoyable use for the space-- a trophy room.

Not of wealth or tokens of victory from her own actions-- those were grandly displayed throughout the Palace where all could see them. No, she preferred a different sort of tribute from the villages and nations that had found themselves firmly under Fire Nation control.

Women. Lots and lots of them. They filled the room, rows and rows of girls from her age to older, and no matter how often Azula came here the sight always triggered a deep, lustful growl from the young Firelord. There were so many-- from fair to tan, slender to curvaceous, docile and eager to spirited and seemingly unbreakable; always someone new, an entire undiscovered country to conquer all on her own. And no matter what, she always conquered them… some took… longer than others though. At this moment nearly all of them were writhing against each other, an indiscernible mass of intertwined legs and arms and lips and breasts, some merely passing the time until their Mistress called them, others being prepared for Azula by more eager, thoroughly broken slaves like Suki.

Snapping her fingers twice, the entire room seemed to hold its breath, and almost instantly a trio of girls, recognizing the wordless command, slowly made their way to Azula. Despite not having been given permission to speak, several of the girls began whispering-- several in fear, others in lustful pleas of me next and just once more Mistress, some doing their best to conceal their anticipatory shivers.

In seconds Ty Lee, a girl from the Northern Water Tribe called Yue (captured early in Zhao’s campaign and had somehow made her way to the Firelord) and a girl from Ba Sing Se named Jin (who-- in addition to being quite attractive-- had gained Azula’s attention for her past closeness to her brother) were before her, all similarly clad in only leather collars. While Jin wasted no time removing Azula’s robe as she’d been trained (devouring her Mistress with her eyes all the while) and Yue clumsily fought with the sash holding up the Firelord’s ceremonial gown (her breath getting heavier as she traced the curve of Azula’s hips carefully), Ty Lee shivered nearby, her fingers working in and out of herself furiously while she used her free hand to tease and fondle a painfully hard nipple, her breathing staggered and her feet drenched in a puddle of her own arousal.

“Why Ty Lee, is something wrong?” Azula asked with mock concern, shaking the remainder of her clothing free as she nuzzled a purring Jin, stroking her generous chest while Yue scattered adoring kisses along Azula’s pubic bone, her hands sliding in between her own dark legs as she flushed with arousal. Ty Lee could only gasp, clearly doing all she could just to stand up.

“Puh-please… I-I ca-huh-can’t take it…hahhh… anymore…” Azula only smiled; despite the desperation in Ty Lee’s voice, it was tinged with a clear note of desire-- she’d long suspected her friend to be something of an exhibitionist, and this ‘punishment’ only seemed to confirm it. In spite of her complaints and her initial resistance, she was clearly enjoying being broken in, of having Azula’s authority over her affirmed.

“Well then… why haven’t you stopped?” It took Ty Lee a long while to answer, partly between her own all-too-eager fingers endlessly driving her to the edge of orgasm and the sight of Jin and Yue greedily covering their Mistress in hungry kisses it was hard to even form words. Once they left her lips though, Azula knew she’d conquered her once and for all.

“B-because Mistress d-ahh-didn’t tell me…t-to stop…”

“…And have you learned your lesson about betrayal?”

“Y-yes, Mistress! I-ahhh-I’ll n-never disobey you aga-ahn-again….” Azula was certain that Ty Lee was so far gone at this point she would have said anything she’d told her to, but she was in a generous mood today. Disengaging from her protesting slaves and over the still-crawling Suki, she grabbed the back of Ty Lee’s head and yanked as hard as she could.

“Here’s your reward for being such a good slave… You may come now.”

The combination of Azula hurting her and her master’s command was all it took to make Ty Lee collapse on the floor in a flash of utter helplessness, crying pathetically as she came, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy and her juices gushing onto the stone floor as her hips trembled.

“Th…thank you… M-Mistress…”

“You two--” Azula commanded, gesturing at Suki and Jin, “…take care of her. And enjoy yourselves until I need you.” Smiling, the girls only thanked their Mistress before Suki pinned the helpless moaning Ty Lee to the floor and started nibbling at her neck, curvaceous Jin spreading her legs apart forcefully before smashing her face into the acrobat’s crotch and licking for all she was worth, a ravenous glint in her eye as she slurped and sucked. Licking her lips at the sight, Azula absently began playing with the dark umber curls over her sex before turning to a visibly aroused Yue, a proud grin on her face as the girl gasped in delight as she spread her folds apart. “Be a good girl and satisfy me, won’t you slave?”

“Y-yes, Mistress,” Yue cooed nervously, still touching herself feverishly as she began running her tongue along the Firelord’s slit and circling the bud of her clitoris, delicate sighs punctuating her handiwork. Groaning with satisfaction, Azula forced the girl’s head closer to her, driving that tongue deeper than before as she bucked her hips obscenely. Though breaking in Yue hadn’t been as satisfying as it had with Suki, it was far from unpleasant-- in fact, she had turned faster than any of the other girls, as if some part of her had longed for a strong, ruthless hand to force her to submit. Not to mention, well… for being previously inexperienced, the Northern Water Tribe princess certainly was talented.

Before she knew it a breathy, shuddering sigh broke free of Azula’s lips as she came, the delicious contrast of that sweet delicate face obscenely slurping up her fluids nearly driving her over the edge again. Yanking back on that flowing mane of ivory hair, she took in the sight of Yue-- bleary-eyed, gasping, her skilled tongue tracing her own lips as she savored her Mistresses’ taste.

“Well done slave… now clean up.” At this she gestured to the puddle of her cum lying between them on the floor, at the streaks of it scattered over Yue’s dark body, and without another word Yue crawled on her hands and knees, licking it up off the cold floor between elated sighs.

Delighting in the former royalty's humiliation, Azula chuckled wickedly as she smacked Yue's rear (the girl moaned shamelessly loud at that) and wandered past a few clusters of her other slaves to an alcove in the far corner of the room, one that she'd actually had to build specifically for this certain prize: a space of laquered wood thick enough that the surrounding rock was beyond reach, less than half the size of a prison cell on the Boiling Rock. The girl was not held with chains like the others were, nor did she yet have the collar that marked her as one of the Firelord's sex slaves; in fact she was suspended far above the ground in leather ropes, arms bound up tight behind her petite back and her knees fixed behind her head, leaving her plainly exposed to Azula's ravenous eyes.

Azula had allowed the Earthbending prodigy of the Bei Fong clan to live purely for the challenge she represented... and what fruits such an investment might yield. Even now, deprived of the touch-born 'sight' that she relied so heavily on and after weeks of being forcibly driven to orgasm again and again, a drive still glimmered in Toph's gray eyes. She refused to yield, but Azula knew too well that everyone had their weakness, a breaking point.

At the moment she had a pair of fingers driving into her and slender lips teasing her clit, soaking wet despite the fury in her eyes and the moans fighting their way out of the young girl. For all her years of aloofness and independence, Mai had given in faster than Ty Lee, though in her case losing Zuko right before her eyes had done wonders to break her spirit. As she continued steadily finger-fucking Toph, adding a third digit with a clear look of hunger in her dark eyes, Azula spoke.

"It REALLY looks like you're starting to enjoy yourself, slave."

"Sh... shut up F-Fire Bitch," Toph stammered, doing her best to sound intimidating despite the constant arousal taking its toll. "Wh-when I g *haahhh* g-get out of here I(hah-aaahh)I'm g-going to turn you into dAAAHHH!"

"Show some respect to your Mistress," came a sultry voice to Toph's left belonging to the bounty hunter Jun, accompanied by a lightning-fast whip strike to the Earthbender's foot that made her squeal. Dressed now in a tight leather bodice and stockings that came up to her thighs, Jun left nothing else to the imagination, much to Azula's delight. Despite her best efforts she'd had the gorgeous rogue but failed to place her among her pets, yet could always depend on her when she needed a particularly... stubborn girl ripened for conquest. And Toph had proven to be VERY stubborn.

"Having any trouble?"

"Oh no, Firelord," Jun purred, snapping her whip twice more, this time along Toph's belly. The girl shuddered, straining helplessly against her bindings. "...In fact, she's just about ready for you." Sneering, Azula cupped Toph's sex, the burning heat and engorged labia proof enough that she'd already won.

"You're dripping wet... You know, it always seems to happen whenever I'M here now, doesn't it slave?"

"I...I told you," Toph growled, "I... will never be your sl--!"

Whatever half-hearted act of defiance Toph had on her lips vanished at that moment, as Azula pulled one of her feet free of its bindings and slid a toe between her lips, a rough and knowledgeable tongue sliding up and down the arch of her foot. For all her talk, Azula thought proudly, it didn't change the fact that her feet were hypersensitive... and thus her weakness.

Toph bit her lip, fought the tide of sensation as hard as she could manage, but then Mai bit down on her clit while Jun twisted her nipple and all she could do was scream as she came.

"...Is that so, slave?" Azula purred, taking Toph's big toe back into her mouth as Mai noisily lapped up her juices and Jun wrapped her lips around a sore nipple, suckling it viciously between her teeth.

"N...Nmmahhhh..." Toph struggled weakly, her resistance fading as the three women continued lavishing her with attention, her mind blanking at just how good Azula's tongue felt against the sole of her foot... how good it would feel against her skin, or deep between her legs...

"Well, ladies, it looks like our proud little Earthbender's finally at her wit's end... time to finish the job."

"With pleasure," the bounty huntress smiled as she lifted a leg up to straddle Toph's face, then began noisily humping against her even as she began groaning with pleasure. Mai shifted under Toph's ass, spreading her cheeks apart before driving her tongue deep into her asshole, and Azula placed her lips against Toph's young pussy... before gently breathing on it, a cruel sneer on her face as Toph's struggling increased, though now there was something more pathetic, more pliant about the way she fidgeted.

"Hooohhh... P-please, I can't take this anymore, I'll..."

"...You'll... what?" Azula whispered, her own pulse racing as what she'd anticipated began to finally reveal itself. "...What will you do... my little Bender?"

"....I'll... I'll be..." Toph grimaced as the words danced on the tip of her tongue, but gasped aloud as she felt legs and tongues and hands begin to move away from her.

"What's that? I can't hear you." Azula taunted, and before she could continue, Toph screamed what Azula desired at the top of her lungs.

"I'LL BE YOUR SLAVE ALRIGHT? I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST PLEASE... PLEASE DON'T STOP FUCKING ME!" There was silence for a moment, but before Toph had the chance to react she felt Mai's tongue in her ass and Jun's pussy on her face.

"...Good answer, slave," the Firelord laughed haughtily as she smashed her mouth against Toph's pussy, tonguefucking her as hard as she could, and it wasn't long at all before Toph was screaming out another long orgasm.

"From now on... you call me 'Mistress,' understand?"

"YES! YES MISTRESS! OHHHH FUUUUCCKKKK..."

"...And will you serve me in... every way I desire you to?"

"A-ANYTHING... I'LL DO ANY-HAAHH!-TH-THING... PL-PLEASE DON'T STOP MISTREAAAHHH YESSSS!" And Toph came yet again, Jun following seconds later all over the young girl's face while Mai joined her Mistress in licking Toph clean.

"Mmmm... that was fun, but... I've got one a new slave I've been waiting ALL WEEK to break in, and I won't wait another minute."

"Wh-what?" Toph asked, a slight whimper in her voice at the prospect of not recieving her new Mistress' tongue again.

"Oh, don't worry, my little slave-- I think you'll be in very good hands," Azula cooed, then snapped her fingers three times; a tall, gorgeous older woman from the Southern Water Tribe promptly crawling over to the trio with a lustful look in her eye, the constant complaints about her two children forgotten under Azula's complete dominance of her body.

"...Slave, why don't you help these two... keep our newest addition warm for me?"

"Oh, yesss, Mistress," Kya slurred dreamily, then sauntered over to take Azula's place between Toph's legs.

The incoherent screams of pleasure that followed made Azula almost wish she'd stayed... but there was one more girl for her to savor tonight. And oh, did she look like a challenge worthy of a Firelord to conquer.

Walking over to the farthest corner of her improvised dungeon, Azula pulled aside a long satin curtain separating another alcove from the rest of the room, the rest of her broken, eager, willing slave-girls...

...and there sat Katara, the one-time companion of the Avatar, bound and helpless and with more than enough fury in her eyes. Azula only groaned with anticipation in response, tongue ghosting across her lips.

It was so good to be the Firelord.
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