Asami stifled a yawn as she trudged towards her couch, bucket held in a hand sporting a yellow rubber glove. Her other hand, clad in an identical glove, picked up a slender blue cylinder with a round tip and dropped it in the bucket with a loud thump. She set the bucket down and picked up one of the cushions that she and Korra had been lying on the previous night. Asami rotated it in her hands before finding the zipper located on the side. She pulled on it until all the teeth had come unfastened, then shook the cushion until the interior pad shimmied out and fell to the floor. After two more cushions she picked the bucket back up and moved towards her bathroom, covers held at arm's length.

In the bathroom was an oversized stainless steel sink with plenty of room left over for the bucket she was carrying. Opposite it was a washer and dryer, both of which had already been opened. Asami dropped the covers into the washer before pulling one of her gloves off. She grabbed hold of a nearby box of detergent and poured some of the white powder inside. After she closed the lid and turned the dials. The machine began to rumble as Asami turned back to the sink. She turned one of the dials and a thin stream of hot water poured out of the faucet into the waiting bucket below. She squirted a dab of soap into the glove she was still wearing before putting the second one back on, careful not to touch the outside with her bare skin. Asami rubbed the toy at a frenetic pace while turning it over and over until every square millimeter had been covered in soapy suds. Finally she ran it underneath the stream to clean it off before dropping it back into the bucket. She pulled the gloves off and tossed them into a red bucket on the floor next to the sink. On the front of the second bucket was a white label with a single word written on it. 'Disposal.'

She rested her hands on the sink and watched as the water continued to fill the bucket. After a minute it came to a grooved indentation running around the perimeter of the container. Asami turned the water off and picked up a measuring cup full of clear, foul smelling liquid from the counter. She tipped it over and the bleach joined the water below. Lastly she picked up a thin wooden stick and used it to stir the mixture together before setting a nearby timer to fifteen minutes. Asami leaned against the wall before sliding down to sit on her butt as she waited.

'I really should have done this last night, to be honest. Would have been more hygienic than leaving it until the next morning...' Asami suppressed a shudder of revulsion at the thought of what could have been growing and spreading through the long hours of the night as the used sex toy lay on the couch cushions. 'It's not like I had the chance though. Korra was super cuddly after our session last night and I didn't want to let her go either. She wasn't there when I woke up so she must have gone back to her room after I fell asleep. I suppose that's because my bed is too soft for Korra and her foam pad is in her room. It was nice to hold her in my arms though...'

When the timer went off Asami put a hand on the floor and shoved herself back up onto her feet. She took a step forward to the sink and grabbed the bucket by the sides, being careful not to let any part of brush against the handle. Asami upended it and the contents poured out into the sink. She seized the faucet with one hand and pulled. The head and the metal hose it was attached to came out. Asami aimed it at the bottom of the sink, dousing the toy in water. Once the suds had disappeared Asami retrieved the dildo and wiped it dry with a hand towel that she then threw into a white bucket labeled 'laundry. With her laundry done, at least partly, it was time for a more enjoyable task. Eating.

Asami tilted her head back to look upwards as she exited the passengers quarters. A few stray clouds drifted through the sky, but none large enough to obscure the sun as it began its daily ascent. The air still felt pleasant, but decidedly cooler than it had been the previous day and the temperature would begin to drop fast as they approached the polar regions. As she entered the kitchen door Asami sniffed in hopes that something would already be cooking prior to her arrival. The air was devoid of any scent and the dining room table bare. Asami moved forward to look into the kitchen to see nothing except a plate and glass sitting in the drying rack. 'Oh, I guess Korra already ate. She wasn't in her room when I checked though. She must be above deck somewhere right now.'

She frowned to herself as she opened the fridge and looked at its contents. More breads and cheeses all wrapped up to preserve them longer. Jars of various jams and spreads, links and cuts of meat that hadn't been opened yet. Half a dozen different colors of fruits and vegetables held in drawers at the bottom. There were also dry goods available to her, but those were stored in the pantry closet adjacent to the large white fridge. No matter what Asami chose, she would be eating alone. Asami straightened up and turned to look at the empty chairs in the dining room. The door slowly swung shut as she frowned to herself, a sudden feeling of disquiet arising in her. 'It's just breakfast. By myself. I've eaten alone plenty of times and never had a problem with it. Why is this bothering me? Have I gotten that used to sharing breakfast with Korra? How long has it been since we didn't eat breakfast together? Two weeks? Three? I guess it was at the meeting with the council since I wasn't at home. She still brought me some food though so maybe that doesn't count. Other than that we've eaten breakfast together since getting to Republic City. Until now. I guess I've just gotten used to her always being there...'

Asami glanced at the chairs again before shaking her head to try and dispel the discomfort she was feeling. She opened the fridge again and grabbed the loaf of bread and camembert that was left over from yesterday. After she finished eating and cleaning up after herself Asami left the kitchen and headed upwards. When she reached the upper deck Asami's head swiveled as she looked for Korra, but there was no sign of the waterbender. Asami pursed her lips as she headed towards the bow of the ship, but there was nothing but deck chairs in sight. 'Where is she? The only place left is the pilot's cabin, but why would she be in there?'

Korra was sitting in the pilot's chair when Asami entered. A book sat open in her lap and her gaze flipped back and forth between it and the control board. One hand was hovering over the controls and Korra was muttering to herself as it moved from switch to dial to meter. Asami waited in the doorway a moment to see if Korra had noticed the sound of it opening. After a moment she cleared her throat. The book went flying into the air as Korra lurched out of her chair. Her knees bent beneath her as Korra spun to face the door before she froze in place. "Oh, it's you, Asami. You... started me."

'That's the stance she takes when we spar in the gym...' Asami let out a nervous chuckle. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to sneak on you, Korra." She walked forward and bent at the waist to pick the book up. Asami turned it over to look at the front cover. It was the owners manual to the vessel they were currently in. She gave it a curious frown before glancing at Korra, then the dashboard, then Korra again. "Are you trying to teach yourself how to pilot the ship?"

Korra shrugged as she looked towards the dashboard. "Trying being the keyword. This thing is really complicated. I get what the steering wheel is for, but that's about it so far. I've gotten stuck trying to learn the controls and what these gauges are measuring. I was hoping to give you a break from having to drive the ship, but I don't think I'll be able to figure this out before we get to the South Pole."

"Well, I appreciate the thought, Korra." Asami said, a fuzzy feeling welling up as Korra explained her intentions. "There's nothing wrong with not being able to figure it out in a couple of hours. Honestly I'd have been shocked if you had. Learning how to pilot a ship this size isn't easy. It can take years for professional pilots to become certified. It took me a few weeks to learn myself and all I do is putter around on the ocean when no one else is around. I wouldn't dare try to pilot this thing in the harbor or any place where I might run into something or someone."

"In that case,is there anything else I can do to help out around the ship?"

"Hmmm." Asami tapped one finger against her chin. "I suppose you could answer a question for me. What would you say to sleeping with me?"

"Sleeping with you?" Korra's head tilted to the side. "Are you still waking up, Asami? Because we're already sleeping together. You didn't forget last night, did you? Or the nights before that?"

"No, no, no. Of course not." Asami exclaimed, her cheeks reddening as an image popped into her head. A naked Korra lying on the couch with her legs up in the air as Asami thrust into her with a strap-on. "I didn't mean sex. I literally meant sleeping together. Not sexually. I mean, we'll do that too of course, but I'm talking about sharing a bed. At night. When we decide to go to sleep. I know this is out of the blue, but our relationship has been going pretty well and we're both pretty comfortable with each other and I think this-"

"Stop." Korra said, but with a smile to soften her interrupting Asami to keep her from rambling further. "You don't need to try and sell me on this. I'd like sleeping together too. The only thing that's stopped me from bringing it up is we have different ideas on what makes a bed comfortable. You like soft mattresses and I need something harder or I can't fall asleep."

"I know, but we can work around that. We could set the pad up so that it covers your half of the mattress and leaves the other half for me. Cuddling could be awkward, but it's the best compromise I can think of though I've only been thinking about it for thirty seconds."

"It's fine, Asami. I'll figure it out while you're piloting the ship and it'll be done by the time you come down to eat dinner and top me. Speaking of which, I'd like you to gag me today. I'm assuming you have some onboard, but I don't know what kinds I'll like until I try them on. After that I'd like you to give me an orgasm. Your choice how. I'm feeling kinda drained from yesterday so I'd like today's session to be less intense."

Korra had barely finished speaking when conflicting emotions washed over Asami. Relief that Korra shared her desire for a form of intimacy they had yet to share and the willingness to make it work. The other was a reinforcement of a fact she was already aware of. That there was another session on the way. This gorgeous woman was placing herself in Asami's hands. Trusted Asami enough to that she was willing to be completely vulnerable. That she wanted to be vulnerable, to be Asami's Toy. Asami tossed the book aside as she moved to rest her arms on Korra's shoulders and kiss the other woman on the cheek. "Of course. I'm looking forward to it and I already know just the thing for this session, after you pick a gag of course. Are you going to stay up here and keep reading?" Asami asked with a meaningful glance towards the ship's manual.

Korra raised her hands again, placing them on Asami's sides. "Maybe later. Right now my brain feels like mush." Korra admitted. "I think I'll go try to rig the pad so we can share the mattress in my room. I figure that's a better choice since we play in your room. My sheets are clean, though it might not stay that way. If we're sharing a bed then I wouldn't mind if you fondled me or ate me out to wake me up. At least as long as I get six or seven hours of sleep."

Asami's head immediately tipped downwards as she looked through the gap between the two of them at the waterbenders hips. She had eaten what lay between them the first time they had sex, but only a couple of tastes since then. And now she had just received an almost free license to make a proper meal out of it in the morning. At least on days when she woke up before Korra, which wasn't always going to happen. "Well, in that case it's only fair if I extend you the same privilege."

A crooked grin appeared on Korra's face as Asami finished speaking. Immediately Asami's heart sped up. 'Not hard to guess what she's thinking about right now. I suppose the real question is who wakes up first tomorrow. No idea who it'll be, but I have a feeling neither of us is going to be wearing underwear to bed tonight. Well, maybe not her. I do have some crotchless panties I could break out.'

While the question of what clothing, or even none at all, to sleep in was an entertaining one, Asami had work to do. Namely spend the next several hours staring out at a, hopefully featureless ocean aside from one brief interlude to throw her things into the dryer. Once the time allotted had elapsed Asami deployed the anchor and headed below to the kitchen. She had eaten a fair amount at breakfast, but still needed something to tide her over for the rest of the night. After she headed back to the quarters. The door to Korra's room was standing open and Asami stopped next to it and rapped her knuckles against the frame as she looked inside. Korra, bare feet and all, was sitting on her bed, novel in hand. However her bed looked notably uneven to Asami's eyes. The half that Korra was sitting on stood higher than the other and the corners of the fitted sheet stopped short of covering the mattress completely. "Ready to get started, Korra?"

Korra picked up a thin bookmark from the dresser next to the mattress and placed it between the pages of her book. She set the book down then eagerly hopped off the bed. "Lead the way, Asami."

After entering her room Asami cut a path straight over to her hidden closets and opened one of the few panels still remaining. Inside was the collection of gags she had assembled into four distinct sections on a pegboard. Rubber spheres of various sizes and colors hung from short connectors attached on opposing sides. The second contained a selection of leather and PVC straps, some of which had metal buttons at the end and others sported tiny d-rings. In the third there were a pair of thin rubber cylinders with metal rings and corded ropes at either end, several tangles of straps and buckles, some of which also contained squares of leather. Finally the fourth held several rings of metal Korra's eyes moved from left to right then downwards as she examined each item. After a minute she turned towards Asami. "I'm a little confused. Why do you have so many balls and why are they separate from the straps?"

"Well, I like ball-gags too, but I don't share toys with other people. The red balls are mine and the blue balls are yours." Asami said as she pointed at the differently colored sections.

"You don't share toys?" Korra echoed, her brow furrowing. "But you used a strap-on yesterday..."

"I did, but you might have noticed it was blue like these balls here. When you agreed to doing sessions on this trip I went out and ordered a set of toys specifically for you and you alone. As for your other question, the straps are designed so that the balls can be removed and you can put in whatever size ball you think is comfortable. I have a few different kinds of gags for that. Question is what kind you're interested in trying. I'm sure you've read about all of these, but a quick refresher never hurts.

Asami raised her hand to point at the contents of the pegboard. "There's regular ball gags of course." She tapped on a plain set of straps lacking only a ball to be complete. "Face harnesses." Asami gestured to one of the sets of tangles. "And then there's a face harness with a panel that goes over the mouth. There's also some other types to choose from if you're feeling adventurous."

Asami moved her finger to a metal ring with broad leather straps fastened to opposite sides. "Ring gags are nice if you want to stick something into the wearer's mouth. Fingers or other, bigger, things. Bit gags can be good, though I'm not a big fan personally. It's not in this section, but I have some tape that only sticks to itself so it won't pull any hairs or leave residue. If you want I could just tape your mouth shut."

Korra's eyes scanned through the gags in front of her again. Her hand moved forward, faltered and came to a stop in midair. After a few more seconds she squared her shoulders and reached for one of the blue spheres. "Can't say I'm not tempted by some of the other ones, but I've never worn a gag before so I'll keep it simple and start with the smallest one." The waterbender grabbed one of the straps and fastened it to the attachments on the ball. She started to place the sphere between her lips before hesitating. "Would you mind getting my hair for me, Asami?"

"Of course."

Asami took hold of the untamed mess of brown hair and lifted it off the other woman's neck. Korra spread her lips and teeth as she pulled the straps against her cheeks. As the slack disappeared, the ball lodged itself between them and Korra cinched the straps in place to hold it fast. Asami let the hair fall back into place and Korra turned around. "Oay, es gt sarted – oh wow, I cnt tak wih tis ting in. Grn. Grn!"

"Are you trying to say green, Korra?" Asami asked from behind her hand as she struggled, and mostly failed, to hold back giggles.

While the gag was currently preventing Korra from speaking clearly there was no mistaking the thumbs up she gave Asami. If that wasn't enough, Korra took a step forward and claimed Asami's hand with both of hers. She pulled it away from Asami's lips and placed it upon one of her breasts. As the nipple began to stiffen against her palm Asami could already sense herself slipping into a state of being she had become intimately familiar with over the years. As it grew to encompass her, it drove any thought of other matters beyond her present awareness. Her plans for tomorrow and the days beyond vanished along with any lingering doubts or unease they might carry. There was no longer anything else in this moment. There was only this room. There was only her Toy and the plans she had fashioned earlier for her.

"Well that gag looks nice on you, Toy, but you have a big problem you need to fix." Asami's finger trailed down along Korra's shirt and the flat stomach beneath it until it got to the waterbender's pants. She hooked her finger into the waistband and tugged Korra closer to her. "You're still wearing clothes. Now what do you think you can do to remedy that?"

Korra's hands immediately went to the hem of her shirt and she pulled it off and threw it to the side. Asami smiled in satisfaction as her eyes went straight to Korra's bare torso, muscled abs and those glorious breasts. Korra's next move was to undo her pants and shove them to her ankles before stepping out of them. Asami's smile widened as she took in the sight. "No underwear at all, Toy? I guess you were eager to get started."

"Es, Mitres."

Asami waved her finger in the air. "Turn around. I want to get a good look at your butt." Korra turned until she was facing away from Asami then bent over. Asami's breath caught in her throat and her chest tightened as she stared at the cheeks in front of her. It wasn't what she had been expecting to see, but Korra had taken it on herself to obey the order she had been given to the utmost. To provide as good a view as she could. Asami reached out and squeezed one cheek then the other. "Very good, Toy." She stated without any effort to hide the admiration in her voice. "Now turn back around and undress me."

Korra straightened up and turned back around to face Asami. Her hands dived straight for the buttons on her mistress's jacket, undoing them in a flash. For her part Asami remained still save for when she raised her arms to let her shirt come off. After Korra had untied her boots she raised her feet so Korra could pull them off along with her socks. Once she was as naked as Korra, Asami pointed towards the door to her bathroom. "In there, Toy."

"No otfit, Mistress?" Korra asked as she hesitated with a not so subtle glance at Asami's bare skin.

"Not today, Toy. Bathroom. Now." She said while pointing at the door even more sharply than before. Korra spun and quickly rushed towards the room in question. Asami followed at a more moderate pace, her gaze lingering on the waterbender's rear as it jiggled with each hasty step. She closed the bathroom door behind her and flipped a switch to turn on the ceiling fan. Korra rotated to face Asami expectantly. "Yellow. Does the gag feel comfortable, Korra? Your jaws are doing okay? Also I should mention that turning your head from side to side is a non-verbal safeword. It's helpful when using a gag since people can't talk very well."

"Ya, I se wat yu men, butt I cn srta tlk stil so I'm oay wth yllw or red.." Korra poked her cheek with one finger before fussing with the strap. "Muth fels fne so wre god to go. Gren."

Asami pointed yet again, this time at her shower. Three large panes of clear glass and a layer of black tiles that covered the ship's hull made all four walls. "In there." Korra stepped inside and Asami followed her in before pulling the door shut. She adjusted the temperature dial so that it was set to warm before pulling on the other lever and water cascaded out of the metal showerhead.

Korra jumped as the spray landed on her back and she let out a muffled squeal. "Tat's cld!" Despite her protest she didn't move. Korra remained standing in exactly the same spot, each of the cold streams striking against her back and none of them making it Asami. After several seconds she relaxed as the water had a chance to warm up.

Asami put a hand on Korra's shoulder and nudged her out of the way as she grabbed the neck of the showerhead and pulled it loose from its holder. She held it up in the air so that the streams sprayed down onto her head and shoulders. The water ran through Asami's hair until every strand was soaked through. At the same time rivulets streamed off her shoulders and down her torso. After a bit she lowered the showerhead and aimed it at her legs until her every bit of skin was glistening with droplets. Once she was finished Asami gestured towards the tiles as she looked at Korra. "Put your hands on the wall, Toy."

Korra turned to face the wall as she placed her hands against the tile. Asami bumped her foot against one of Korra's ankles then the other, urging them further apart. Once she was satisfied Asami ran her fingers through Korra's hair. "So lovely, but still dry. Let's fix that."

As her fingers exited Korra's hair on one end, she began to spray the roots with the shower-head. Soon the showerhead descended and Korra's hair grew darker as more and more of it was soaked through. Asami's fingers continued downwards and to the side along Korra's ribs and the stream followed along after. They passed over her hips and down the outside of her left leg then started to climb upwards. As she got nearer to the center Asami could feel Korra shifting in anticipation and she smiled to herself. Just as her fingers brushed against the inside of Korra's thigh she stopped her upward march and shifted over to Korra's right leg. Korra let out a muffled groan and her head thumped against the wall. "Not yet, Toy."

The showerhead and Asami's fingers made their way down Korra's leg to her foot then back up it on the outside. Once she got to Korra's ribs, Asami's hand slid onto Korra's frontside. She splayed her fingers and ran them over Korra's breasts. The waterbender trembled as Asami grazed the side of her finger against a nipple. Asami leaned forward so she could whisper in Korra's ear. "I hope you're ready, Toy."

Korra nodded and braced her arms against the wall, no doubt expecting the spray to hit her breasts. Asami took a step forward, pressing her chest against Korra's back while hugging her stomach with one arm. The other promptly shot lower and aimed the shower-head straight at Korra's sex. Korra twitched violently and she let out a cry that was still sharp despite the gag in her mouth. Asami immediately aimed the shower-head away. "Yellow. Are you okay, Korra?"

"Yah. Wsn't expcng tat. Nvr ocrred to me tat I culd use shwer-hed to mstrbate lke tat. I dnt lke srprises, bt this is a good one. Kep gong until I cme. Gren."

Asami's wrist twisted and the shower-head was once again pointed at Korra's sex. The waterbender moaned and her hips pushed back against Asami's pelvis. Asami smiled at the reaction even though she had to lock her knees in place to keep from being driven backwards. Korra might be the stronger woman, but Asami had no intention of being dislodged from the position she had chosen. She pressed her thumb against a switch on the shower-head and moved it up one notch. "Let's see how you handle this setting, Toy."

Up until now water had been coming out of every nozzle, but as soon as Asami flipped the switch the outer rings shut off and thicker streams shot out of the center nozzles. Korra's hips bucked again and Asami wrapped her arm back around Korra's waist to secure her position. She tilted the head to aim it higher, hopefully on the clit. Korra squealed and her hands came off the wall for a moment as she shoved herself, and Asami, backwards. After a few seconds she set them back on the spots where Asami . "Dat relly you kep it like dat, Mstress?"

"Why not? You were such a good Toy yesterday that you deserve an extra reward." Asami murmured. She moved the shower-head even closer to Korra's sex and was rewarded with a loud, muffled groan. Asami couldn't help but smile at Korra's back as another followed shortly after. Korra's spasms had made it abundantly clear that the waterbender could break free from Asami's attempts at control here. Even so, Korra was still in the position that Asami had placed her. Because she chose to be. Chose to let Asami control her like this even if it was an illusion. Asami moved the shower-head closer to Korra's folds until there was practically no space remaining between the two. A choice such as that deserved reward and it wasn't long until Korra was quivering as it arrived. Once the orgasm had passed, Asami kissed Korra on the neck again and her fingers moved to undo the straps on the gag. "Well now I think both of us need a shower for real."

"I do, at least." Korra said as she turned around and took the shower-head from Asami. She adjusted the switch until it was back on the original setting then rinsed a line of drool off her cheek. A minute later and she had rinsed her folds out to be on the safe side. Korra let the shower-head go and it bumped against the wall as it swung free. "My legs are a little shot. Do you mind giving me a hand, Asami?"

"Of course. Let me go get a towel first." Asami said as she opened the shower door then headed to the closet where said towels were stored.

After she had finished towel drying Korra and herself off, Asami held her hand out. Korra took it and let herself be led out of the bathroom and towards Asami's bed. "Wait, I thought we were sleeping in my room."

"We are, but the chocolate's in here and so is your blanket." Asami explained as she was retrieving the items in question. She set the fuzzy wool blanket on Korra's shoulders before unwrapping the first chocolate bar. Korra gratefully accepted it and took a large bite immediately. After she had finished the first piece she began walking towards the door, but not without a backwards glance at Asami as if to ask why she wasn't following. Asami jumped and began to hurry after her.

'Well, I guess that answers the question of what I'm sleeping in tonight. Absolutely nothing. Not that it matters though. Korra wouldn't let my clothes stop her from eating me out if she's the one to wake up first. I suppose being naked means I have one less thing to wash after one of us wakes the other up tomorrow.'