It had been almost three whole weeks since her parents had left on vacation, leaving her all alone with Zuko, who had been proving just how vile and sadistic he could be, how much he enjoyed abusing her in every way possible, and how insatiable his lust seemed to be. He was clearly hoping he would be free to keep doing whatever he liked to her the entire summer, and even though Azula doubted their parents would stay away that long, there was no telling when exactly they were coming home again, since they were busy having their second honeymoon, completely oblivious to what she was enduring. And that uncertainty was more than enough to make her worry - and also hope - that maybe, just maybe, she really was going to be forced to put up with this for three whole months.

Azula felt utterly disgusted by the fact that not only was she enjoying being raped repeatedly every day, but that her body was constantly craving more. God help her, but she needed more. Even the moments when she truly had enjoyed herself with her ex-boyfriend now seemed so pathetic when compared with what she had with Zuko. Her brother had known, seemingly out of pure instinct, just how to touch her, how to kiss her, how to make her scream for him. And how to make her want him, even though she was still scared, angry and very hurt.

But he could at least have had the decency to let her put on some clothes. Bras and panties were pretty much the only things she was allowed to wear anymore, and she had to practically beg and be lucky enough that Zuko was feeling generous. Though even his "kindness" was something he could use to make her feel even more humiliated.

"I am not wearing that" she tried to sound assertive, but that was getting harder to do each and every day.

"And here I thought you'd like wearing expensive lingerie" he mocked.

"You know very well that's not what I'm complaining about" she snarled.

"You shouldn't be complaining at all. And you're gonna end up doing what I want you to anyway, so might as well save us both the time"

I hate you, she wanted to say, but bit her tongue.

Feeling utterly defeated, Azula took off her 'clothes'. Her brother 'dressed her up', helping her put on her new black bra and panties that she to admit looked very nice... and the thigh high stockings with a garter belt he had bought for her. He kissed her thighs and stomach and gently ran his hands through her skin. That simple demonstration of affection made her lighten up a little.

At least until he put the collar around her neck and leashed it.

"Please tell me you got this from a sex-shop, not a pet-shop"

Zuko chuckled and gave her a quick kiss "Don't worry, Zula. I know how to spoil my little sister."

If this is being spoiled, I don't wanna know what being punished would be like.

He pulled her in for a long, passionate kiss that she couldn't help but love "On your knees" her brother commanded and she instantly obeyed. She had expected him to want a blowjob. Instead, he tugged on the leash and started to walk away.

"You have to be kidding me" she tried to protest, but Zuko just kept moving and she was forced to follow, on all fours, until they made it to the couch. She wasn't even allowed to sit next to him, having to kneel on a pillow while Zuko still held onto the leash, keeping her where she was. She was surprised he didn't record that as well.

The videos and pictures of every obscenity he did to her were, by far, the worst part. Knowing Zuko would get off to those images and be able to relive these moments long after Azula was freed made her sick to her stomach, but she could live with it - what she could not accept was her own curiosity and need to look at those images as well. Over and over, just like she knew Zuko would do.

As if he had read her mind, he turned on the TV, and Azula saw herself tied to the basement table, her clothes thorn, and her brother's cum dripping down her legs while he was spanking her for what must have been the third 'session' of that day - the day when he had first assaulted her. She closed her and didn't open them even when her brother berated her.

Why does this turn me on so much? she thought, still not looking at the scene playing out before her, but hearing her own desperate cries, screams and moans.

"Eyes on the screen, or it's going to be worst for you" his tone wasn't even all that threatening, but she still felt terribly afraid and decided not to risk making him truly mad at her... and part of her just wanted him to be pleased with her.

Her jaw hit the floor as she saw how easily her brother had made her into his little play-thing, even on their first time, when she could not have been more terrified. Despite the restraints, she was still moving as much as she could - encouraging him to keep going, and complaining whenever he pulled out before making her come. She pressed her thighs together, the friction being both a relief while also only making the problem worse as the brutal scene playing out before her eyes made her wish her Zuzu would stop messing with her head and just started fucking her already.

She continued to watch all the videos for what felt like an eternity. Seeing herself being fucked by her brother, used like a cheap whore, having her body covered in hickeys, bruises, welts, scars and bite marks. Looking at him with what could only be described as pure adoration, cowering in fear but also almost drooling at the sight of him towering over her and recording yet another assault. Pressing and rubbing up against him, and shamelessly running her hands through his body. Being completely ravished, humiliated, abused, debased and violated, both when she was awake and when she had passed out. Tied to a table or bed, pinned to the floor or against a wall. On her knees in front of him, above him, on all fours, being thrown around like a rag doll. Reduced to a complete mess, unable (and sometimes unwilling) to fight back as she was raped, begging him for more despite how sick the whole thing was.

Every now and again she heard her brother moaning, and from the corner of her eye she could see him stroking his cock, but she never stopped staring at the TV. It was as if she was being hypnotized, and the images she now had from her brother's perspective were making the memories she had of the events even more terrifying and erotic to her. She got felt herself getting wetter and more desperate for Zuko's touch.

"Look at me, Azula" he suddenly commanded and she obeyed. Without even realizing she was doing it, she licked her lips as she watched him masturbating. He turned off the TV and tugged at her leash "Come here and make yourself useful" she crawled to him pathetically taking his cock in her hands, stroking it gently while sucking his balls. His groans of pleasure made her smile "Suck me off like a good little slut"

Once again, she did as she was told, feeling strangely proud and flattered because of the words that should have made her feel utterly insulted. She kissed the head, licked the entire shaft, getting it slick with her saliva, and then finally took him in her mouth. Not too long ago that would have thought this was absolutely degrading, but at that moment the only thing going through her head was that she wanted him to use her in every way possible just so it'd make that insane desire cool off for a bit.

He smirked as he looked down and something about that sight proved to be too much for her. Not being able to hold back anymore, Azula snuck her hand inside her panties, furiously touching herself as Zuko thrusted his hips, fucking her eager mouth, only to then be forced to stop when her brother reprimanded her. When he reached his peak, she happily drank every drop of his cum, sticking her tongue out after it, showing him that she had swallowed it all "Good girl" he praised, out of breath and caressing her face "You deserve a reward"

That immediately got her excited. Her brother smiled at her sweetly, picked her up and lay her the couch, getting on top of her and kissing her neck, sucking and nipping at her delicate flesh, leaving his mark as his hands were shamelessly roaming her body, caressing and groping her, fueling her lust even more.

"I love you, Lala" he said, kissing her jaw, her cheek, her forehead, the tip of her nose, her lips... her body trembled as he begun teasing the waistband of her panties, tracing it before snapping it against her skin "I love you so much" he slowly moved his kisses lower, taking his sweet time until his head was between her thighs... only for him to keep on going lower, kissing her thighs, while she whined in frustration. When he started touching her over her panties, she felt like she was going crazy.

"Stop teasing" she practically begged.

He slapped her thigh and bit her "I'll do whatever I want to you, dear sister" her snapped the straps of her garter belt before slowly pulling down her panties, smirking as he saw how absolutely soaked she was for him "And you clearly like it a lot"

Just shup up and eat me out already, she wanted to scream.

And scream she did as soon Zuko pressed his mouth to her cunt - just feeling him suck on her inner lips was enough to make her come. He lapped at her wet slit, drinking her dry like his life depended on it, moaning against her. He didn't even let her catch a breath once she was brought to her second climax, mercilessly attacking her clit, and she cried out in pleasure as she orgasmed again. When he embraced her she didn't even have the strength to wrap her arms around him.

"Satisfied?" she asked eventually, making him laugh and give her a kiss.

"Never"