The idea for this story came to me from reading a Justice League fic caller power and responsibly. It was the simple idea of people with the most power often wanted to feel vulnerable.
No, If i owned it the show would be different.
Provoker
Ty Lee knew she was being watched, the eye's burning in to her skin. She could feel them undressing her and marking her skin. Soft hands on her skin, leaving her body feeling like it was on fire. They followed her around every where. She even liked the feeling of being wanted, desired and lusted after. It made her feel grown and sexy, like someone wanted. She could feel her skin tingle and heat, when the eyes fell on her. She could almost feel them touching her, but it was just a set of eyes.
A set of eyes a person would die for though. They were honey colored and at times she could have sworn she saw little specks of red and green. She knew who was watching her. The person was smart but not very good at hiding things for her. The person was the best fighter she knew. A trooper in every sense of the word. The girl was a leader.
She could have anyone but she wanted her. And Ty Lee was ready to give her everything. Not because the girl deserved it or because she was royalty. But, because Ty Lee wanted the girl. Wanted her to be at her mercy and will. She wanted the girl to feel pain and be torture because she knew it was what the princess wanted.
No, it was what she needed. The princess needed to feel pain and be hurt. She needed to be punished for her sins. She needed to be loved to the point of pain. And Ty Lee was the one that was going to do it. She was going to hurt and love her princess because it was her job. She was going to strip the girl of power, just for a while then give it back.
She was really doing it because of what HER princess had told her.
"I want to be tied down and stripped. I want to feel power less in someones hands. I want to feel pain and pleasure."
After that Ty Lee had started to feel watched. She felt the words the princess was conveying to her. Telling her it ad to be her. That the princess did not have to say anything. She had said it all with those few words. Ty Lee knew to do it and she knew she could do it right. All she had to do was follow the steps:
her alone
her bending away
her clothing off
her down
her what she has coming
She was going to make it all happen because she was a giver and her princess was a receiver. She was the provoker and her princess was a watcher. But soon she would be MASTER and her princess would be SLAVE.