**Trigger Warning**

Katara does use a safe word in this. It is only 'Yellow' But I thought I would share that.

She also does experience a sub drop. So If you feel uncomfortable with that. You can stop reading after she takes the last spanking. And pick back up at the +++!

Katara stood before the spanking bench, her nerves running ramped. She knew she was going to enjoy this, and it was going to be good. But she had already seen the cuffs out with the heart shaped paddle and that was maybe what was throwing her nerves. Katara turned when the door opened, Zuko had been helping another couple when she arrived, and Ty Lee told her she could go on back.

Zuko locked onto the nervous posture, "We don't have to. Especially if you're not ready."

Katara shook her head, "No, I, I know that you will make me feel good." She took a deep breath and looked Zuko straight in the eye, "I trust you."

Something warm sizzled under his skin at that. The words nudging at something he hadn't felt in years. "Thank you." Zuko nodded to her, "I'll do my best to keep earning that trust." There was a small pause and Katara nodded. "When you're ready, you can strip and place your clothing on the bed."

Katara nodded again and removed her clothing with shaking hands. She didn't think they were shaking from nerves anymore, just from excitement. She took in a deep breath as she pulled her panties (the last of her clothing) from her body. Katara stood there for a minute and made sure her outfit wasn't in a mess.

Zuko watched her carefully turn around, "What are your safe words?"

Katara reached back to their second session for the vocabulary. "Green for keep going, yellow for slow down, and red for stop."

"Good girl," Zuko motioned to the black leather spanking bench. "I'll help you on this time, we'll set it to your preferences okay?" Katara nodded and stepped to the bench. "Put your knees here first and we'll lower them so it's comfortable when you lean over."

Katara followed his directions already feeling that small tingle of Zuko's control hum through her body. Zuko pushed lightly at her back and Katara bent over the long black middle piece. She shivered as Zuko's hands ghosted over her ass and down her thighs. He hummed in approval before giving a slight push down on each pad her knees were on. Her stomach flattened to the long bench a little better and Katara looked over her shoulder to nod at Zuko, "That feels better. I think."

"Good." Zuko ran his hands back up her thighs, along her back and came around to stand in front of her. Blue eyes following his every step. "What's your color?"

"Green," Katara said without hesitation. This wasn't so bad.

"Good girl." Zuko cuffed each wrist with the straps that were attached to the pads she had her arms on. "You're going to get spankings today. Do you know why?"

Katara ducked her head down, "Because I didn't ask to touch last time."

"That's right. We'll start off small, okay? Ten with my hand and five with the paddle. Okay?" Katara nodded and Zuko's fingers tugged Katara's face up, "I need a verbal answer, Princess."

"Yes, Daddy." Zuko watched the icy blue begin turning darker. "I understand, Daddy."

Zuko let go of her chin and walked around her. He slid his hands over her light tanned skin of her ass. He loved her ass. It was soft and fit right into his hand. He grabbed a handful in each hand just to prove a point to himself. He nodded to himself with a smirk. She was going to look so pretty with the pink tint.

The first slap to Katara's ass had her tensing, but she quickly relaxed as Zuko pet the cheek.

The second spank had her jolting forward as he used more force.

The third hit had her moaning and her ass pushing backwards for more.

Zuko smirked at that and ran his hand over the other cheek, his hand came down twice in quick succession. And he prepared for the sixth strike when Katara called out, 'Yellow'. Zuko stopped immediately and came around to Katara. "Are you okay? Do I need to remove the cuffs?"

"No," Katara shook her head. "Ha, I. No. This is great. I just, do you have something I can rest my head on?" Zuko felt an overwhelming wave of relief. "I like this. I'm just a little uncomfortable."

Zuko petted her head with a smile with his other hand he reached under the bench and pulled up a small head rest. "This better?"

"Yes, thank you." Katara leaned her chin on it to continue looking at him. "Sorry, I stopped the scene."

"No need to apologize," Zuko shook his head and gave her a reassuring smile. "That's what safe words are here for. I want you to enjoy this and if you're not comfortable then you aren't going to have a good time." There was a pause and Zuko noted the assured click in Katara's eyes.

Katara nodded before turning her head, "I'm ready to finish my punishment, Daddy."

Fuck. Zuko shook his head at the rush of arousal he felt. She had the Daddy kink down and it was almost like a weapon against him. It's like she knew the power that word had over him. He ran his tongue of his teeth and walked back around her, "Color?"

"Green." No hesitation. No nervousness. Only confident.

SMACK!

Katara whined at the harsh spanking. There was a tingle and a sting to the hit. And Katara was hooked on the feeling. She wondered how much trouble she would get in if she begged for more?

The seventh smack was just as hard and released on her other cheek. Katara gasped and bit her lip. Is punishment supposed to feel this good?

Zuko's next touch to her turning skin wasn't a smack but a rub and a rough grasp to each cheek. "Fuck, Princess, your ass is gorgeous." Zuko lifts on the globes just to release them for them to jiggle back into place. "So perfect." He whispered and Katara let out a high whine.

Spank eight and nine were delivered quickly and stung close to where her ass and thigh met. It was ten that had Katara's toes curling, it was hard and closed fingered. And again, Katara wondered if she could beg for more.

"Color?"

"Green," Katara whined and looked over her shoulder to see Zuko watching her body. Her fingers gripped the padding under them, "Please." Zuko's eyes snapped to her and she gasped. They were dark gold and Katara could practically feel the heat from them.

A smirk pulled at the corners of Zuko's lips, "That's right, Princess, beg for your punishment."

"Please, Daddy. More, please." Katara began. She wasn't even sure how much she was begging for but all she knew was there was this tingling that felt so good and so warm. And the pain that was delivered was quickly covered with pleasure.

"Good girl," Zuko reached into his back pocket for the paddle from the other day. He ran the long hairs of the paddle over the pinking flesh. He watched goosebumps run along her skin and a shiver run down her spine. Oh yes, this would be a lot of fun.

Zuko looked between her legs and noticed the wetness gathered. He licked his lips, all of the sudden feeling like a dying man in a desert and Katara's pussy was an oasis. He refrained himself from diving and sucking her clean. The dom did however flip the paddle and run the handle along the dripping pink pussy. Katara moaned and hips bucked back onto the handle. Zuko rubbed at her clit with it a few times before running it up to her opening. He just barely dipped the handle in and heard a small squelch. Zuko about dropped the paddle and change his mind about spanking her to fucking her instead. But he couldn't do that, he pulled the handle back and watched long strings of cum attach from the handle to her pussy. It was a gorgeous sight. Then again, Katara was always a gorgeous sight.

"Alright Princess," Zuko wiped his handle off on her thigh. "I want you to count out the rest of your spankings, okay?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good girl." Zuko spun the handle in his hand before giving a slightly hard tap to Katara's ass with the long haired side of the paddle. He waited for her to count. After a small moment Katara looked over her shoulder to him with a confused look. He raised a finger to her as if to prompt her to count.

"One?" Katara tilted her head a bit. "Was that supposed to count?"

"You brat," Zuko said with a shake to his head. "I'm adding two additional paddlings then." Zuko flipped the paddle to the velvet side and gave Katara's ass a slap.

Katara moaned and Zuko watched as she tried to raise her ass a little higher. "One."

Zuko couldn't help but chuckle and slap the other cheek with the velveted side of the paddle with just as much force as his last hit.

"Two." Katara called out and laid her head over on the head rest.

On the third smack, Katara's toes curled and she bit her lip briefly, "Th-ree." The fourth came down as Katara started speaking, "Four!" Katara gasped out. The pain stinging across her rump.

Zuko flipped the paddle, running the long hairs along the pink skin. He would lower his next three hits, he wanted her to be able to sit tomorrow. He watched the deep breaths Katara took. He pulled the paddle back and gave the fifth spank to the place where her left butt cheek and thigh met. Katara moaned out a 'five'. Zuko flipped the paddle back to the velvet side and with the same force spanked her on her right side in mirror of last placement.

Katara's head rose from the bench and she cried out, "Six~!" She cursed and Zuko watched the tension release in her body before flipping the paddle back to the long hairs and giving her one final smack to the stinging cheek. "S-seven!"

Katara laid her head over as all of the tension released in her body. She felt like jelly. Her ass stung and felt like it was on fire. But it felt so good. She slowly opened her eyes as she felt fingers on her face. There was worry etched through Zuko's face and Katara gave a small questioning sound.

"-you okay?" Zuko's voice was filled with concern. "Katara, I need you to answer me."

"'m fine." Katara sniffled and it hit that she was crying. Like tears running down her face. Why? Katara sniffled again and bit her lip, "I'm sorry. I don't- I don't - I- *hiccup* don't know why," Katara bit her lip again and tried to look away from Zuko. "I'm not sure why I'm crying. I'm so-"

"You're okay. You're safe. I'm going to take the cuffs off now. Okay?" Zuko reassured her and began working on the buckles around her wrists. When she apologized again, he stopped her. "There's no reason to say sorry. It happens. Okay? You're just coming down from a sub high. You're okay. You did so good." Zuko rubbed at her back as she began to sit up. She grasped at her head as it swam, and a small headache began forming. Zuko ran his hand up and down her arm. They continued like that as Katara sniffed and Zuko gave her soft, kind words. He continued to reassure her, his senses on high alert. "Can I help you to the bed? I want you to lay on your stomach, your bottom will probably still be pretty tender. And I want to put on some cooling gel to help."

Katara nodded and gave one final sniffle as she reached out to Zuko. She kind of felt a little heavy everywhere but weirdly lightless. Zuko wrapped an arm around her and with warmth settled her. "Thank you." Her voice sounded soft and slightly scratchy. "I already feel better."

Zuko and her made it to the bed. He let her climb onto the bed to lay comfortable, she hissed as her skin stretched. Zuko handed her a pillow to lay under her head and gently pushed the hairs out of her face as she settled.

The dom reached over for a small bottle of aloe gel and put on a thin layer to each cheek and down her thighs, covering the pink area. He apologized every time Katara hissed but she would simply wave her hand in the air. When Zuko finished he sat back and placed the bottle to the side before sitting next to Katara on the bed and running his hands down her back, "Feeling better?"

"Do you have water?" Katara licked her lips and raised her head a bit to look over her shoulder at her pinked ass.

"Yeah," Zuko nodded. "But I have to go to the fridge over there, are you okay here for a second?"

"I think so." Katara whispered again, watching Zuko closely as he stepped away and grabbed her a water bottle and small bag of goodies. Raspberries and white chocolate chips. When he stepped back to the bed, he was careful to hand her the freshly opened bottle of water, Katara began drinking.

"Careful," Zuko reached out and tried to tilt the bottle away from Katara, "Don't guzzle it. It will upset your stomach. Small sips, okay?"

Katara nodded and took a sip before handing him back the bottle. Zuko replaced the bottle with the small bag of goodies. Katara raised up on her elbows, reached in the bag for a white chocolate chip and moaned at the sweetness.

"I think that's the loudest I've heard you moan tonight, Kat." Zuko chuckled as he continued to assess Katara. "I don't think I've ever been jealous of the goodie bags before."

Katara gave a small laugh and a deep breath. She continued to eat reaching out after every other bite for a drink of water. "I'm sorry for crying." She whispered after she made it halfway through the bag of fruits.

"You have nothing to feel sorry for, okay?" Zuko tilted her head up for her to look at him, "Don't apologize for that. It was a lot. Your endorphins are not used to feeling so much. So, your body just gets rid of them through tears." He ran his thumb over her lip before cupping her cheek and rubbing at the invisible tracks of tears. Katara nodded. "Do you need anything else? Are you feeling better?"

Katara shook her head then nodded again and Zuko was yet again a little bit concerned as he watched her eyes pool with tears. But she blinked them away. "I feel much better. Thank you." She held out the bag of goodies, "Want one?"

Zuko thanked her and took a raspberry. His eyes constantly doing a check over and even with his reassurance, Katara still felt a little silly that she had cried. It felt good. All of tonight was good. She loved every stinging blow.

Katara sat down the bag and laid her head back over on the pillow. She closed her eyes and felt Zuko shift, a few minutes later he was running his fingers over her back again. She took a deep breath, finally feeling herself again. "Thank you." Her eyes fluttered open after her words to look at Zuko.

"I'm here for you. Always." Zuko said in an even serious tone.

"A simple, 'You're welcome' would have been okay." Katara slowly closed her eyes again but not before catching a glimpse of Zuko's smile. One that she was realizing was rare to show up on Zuko's face.

Katara woke up and rubbed her face into a super soft pillow. She gave a small hiss as she turned onto her side as her butt rubbed against the sheet was placed over her. It stung a little and she blinked her eyes open to see Zuko's golden eyes watching her with great attention. He was sitting up on the bed and held onto her hand that was placed on his thigh, his phone in his other hand. He gave her a small smile, "Still sore? Do I need to put on more aloe gel?"

"Mm," Katara closed her eyes again and pushed her head back into her pillow. "It's probably not a bad idea." Zuko's thumb was running over her knuckles. "How long was I asleep?"

"About 45 minutes."

Katara's eyes blinked back open in surprise. "Shi- You should have woken me up. You're probably ready to go home." Katara began to sit up and Zuko reached out to help as she groaned. It was a dull pain. And in a new-not-so-strange way, it was nice. "I'm good."

"Okay." Zuko nodded. "It's okay. I am not needed for the rest of the night. And again, I don't have any other clients."

"Like at all?" Katara asked quietly. When Zuko shook his head, she continued. "I thought the other night you meant no other clients that night."

"No," Zuko shook his head. "I mean I help out with other masters sometimes. And I might help a couple or two in the main room. But I don't have anyone assigned to me right now. Well, besides you."

"Oh," Katara looked over at him.

"You can stay a little longer if need be." Zuko gave a soft look.

Katara looked away and down at her still naked form. She pulled up at the sheet to cover her breasts, "I should probably get going. Thank you for letting me take a nap. I didn't even realize I was tired."

"It can happen with drops. I'm just really glad you are feeling better." Zuko reached down and began handing her her clothing items. "If you need me-."

"I'll call you." Katara bit her lip from following it up with, especially if I need help applying more gel. Katara slid into her underwear and bra. "Thank you for tonight. I really liked all of it."

"Good, I'm glad to hear that." Zuko handed over her shirt.

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