Author's Disclaimer: I don't own "Avatar: The Last Airbender." Naffing here.
Author's note: Charliebarrow supplied many areas here, especially the lines "I'll take care of your princess" and "you try telling ty lee no." Credits go to her.
"By your command"
Chapter three "Round two"
Azula bit the inside of her lip as she continued reading over the stack of reports her father had unceremoniously dropped off on her desk earlier. Her coffee mug was forgotten, and she hissed at her secretary every time she tried to ask her something. She just wanted to get done with this crap so she could take a moment to relax. Relax? Azula didn't do that but in thirty second spurts whenever her father wasn't down her throat or she was forced to pair with her stupid brother for some task.
A flash of pink in her memory and Azula laid her cheek on her desk, giving an uncharacteristic sigh. Ty Lee more than made her feel relaxed. After all the demands and the push to fuck her how she wanted, Ty Lee had made her come harder than she had….Azula wasn't sure how long. Ty Lee certainly knew how to hold her attention, it was true. Now her body ached for her in new and unexplored ways. It was apparent Ty Lee wanted her. And boy did she swing that door wide open. Azula licked her lip as she signed one document and pushed it across the desk into an opposite pile.
When she'd finally entered paradise's gates, her cock head streaming precum, she wanted to just thrust and forget herself. But Ty Lee had made her focus on her, each stroke was deliberate, and the pace had run Azula ragged with need. Where had she learned these tricks? Azula was wondering more about her friend when her office door opened. She groaned without lifting her head from her desk.
"Not now, Mari!" she snapped. A familiar chuckle sounded and went straight between her legs as her cock stiffened. Azula lifted her head, golden eyes gleaming as Ty Lee leaned against the closed door, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. How she could do that in heels was beyond her. "Ty…."
Ty Lee blushed at the apparent nickname and sashayed closer. She was wearing a cute little black dress number this time and when she sat on the edge of her desk, Azula's eyes were drawn to the expanse of flesh between the dress and her stockings. Ty Lee was going to short-circuit her brain, she swore. "Hi, Azula," she said breezily. She ran her fingers down Azula's jaw, turning her face up to her. The interest gleamed in Azula's eyes and Ty Lee drank it in.
"How are you doing?"
Azula knew she meant the marks on her thighs. Ty Lee had only used one paddle last time in that room when she'd chained her up and had gone lightly on her legs and thighs. Her cock had pounded until Ty Lee knelt down to take her in her mouth. The memory made her ache and the healing bruises on her thighs ached pleasantly. "Sore. But good."
When Azula leaned up to kiss her, Ty Lee pecked the corner of her mouth and leaned away. Azula pouted at that but paid attention when Ty Lee held her face in her palm.
"You feel stressed." The words charged Azula, making her blood boil. And she was. She swallowed thickly.
"Yes," she admitted. "Help me, my lady."
The words unlocked a wide smile from Ty Lee, and she slid off the desk, trailing her fingers along the sleeves of Azula's expensive suit jacket. "Then come with me. We're going for lunch."
Azula couldn't stop the toothy grin stretching her face as she stood and followed Ty Lee. She had a feeling 'lunch' was going to be more than lunch. They bypassed her surprised secretary and Azula blew her off, eyes focused on the shorter girl in front of her. Her ass did look good in that dress. Being made to follow was very pleasurable indeed.
Ty Lee stopped to a halt and Azula slammed into her. Her hand steadied Ty Lee's waist on impulse, and Ty Lee patted her hand. Zuko was standing opposite, two folders of reports tucked one under each arm and he scowled at the two of them. "Where the heck do you think you're going?" He demanded his sister. "Father wants this done yesterday. If you leave for lunch, he's going to have our heads."
Azula stiffened and Ty Lee could feel the anxiety wafting off of her. She patted Azula's waist. "Calm yourself, Zuko. Maybe you can sort him out? Azula needs abit of time."
"Doing what?" Zuko complained. He dropped one of the packets and a slew of papers fell out. He dropped to his knees to collect them. The grin on Ty Lee's face was wide just for her.
"What I want." At her words, Zuko gaped up at the beautiful girl, taking in their stances and smelling a connection. He blushed bright red.
"Really, Ty Lee!" he gasped. "Azula, you can't do this to me today."
"You try telling her no," Azula murmured, brushing her brother off with a bit of finesse while also settling into her role for her best friend. The smile Ty Lee gave her was electric. They left the building and found her limo driver who hurried to bring the vehicle around.
Azula opened the door and held her hand for Ty Lee to enter. She all but threw herself in after eagerly, then stayed on her knees inside the limo, staring up at her with an earnest expression on her face. "My lady…. I need relief."
Ty Lee's hand was cool on her face. "Then you'll get it." She gave the directions for the fetish club to the driver again and while the limo made its way there, invited Azula up onto the seat with her. She pressed soft kisses to Azula's cheek and throat, hand stroking up and down her thigh. Her hand made its way between Azula's legs, cupping the bulge there firmly.
"Don't worry, my princess. I'll take good care of you," she cooed. Azula's face was bright red in a hot blush. But she leaned down for Ty Lee to capture her lips. Her fingers were tight against Ty Lee's waist as her lady was permitted to touch her more intimately.
"Please, my lady," she rumbled. Ty Lee's kisses grew hotter and hotter and Azula was weighing the options of just having her way with her on the floor of the limo. Her lady would like that, wouldn't she? No, she had to wait for instructions…..
When the limo stopped, Ty Lee was helped out by Azula and she took her friend by the arm as they obtained a room key from the ground floor mistress. Azula watched Ty Lee unlock their room, her erection straining the front of her slacks. She tried not to groan how insistent it was. Inside, Ty Lee bid her strip and Azula did so with gusto. Ty Lee didn't tell her to slow down.
When she lowered her boxer briefs, Ty Lee gazed appreciatively at her, and walked around her naked form, fingers touching, caressing, trailing. Azula gasped when she handled her cock, squeezing a hand around her girth and trailing her fingers along to swirl up a drop of precum. Sucking on her finger, Ty Lee smiled at her friend.
"I'm going to chain you. Then work on your back. You won't receive pleasure until you've followed my orders."
Azula shivered, her nipples stiffening. She stood ready as Ty Lee didn't tell her to kneel. "By your command, my lady," she murmured. Ty Lee shuddered herself and fastened the manacles to her friend's wrists and knelt to fasten the rest around her ankles. She secured the chains to the loop in the floor and stood. "Try to come toward me," she commanded.
Azula tried to take a step but her movement was halted abruptly. She gave a groan, her muscles flexing against the arrested step. Ty Lee's grin broadened. She ran a hand along Azula's concaving stomach, around her hip, to her backside and gripped a firm handful. "So firm…. What a great ass," Ty Lee complimented her. Her hand ran down the back of her thigh and around to the front as she moved. Her fingers grazed a bruise and Azula's gait stiffened.
"Does it hurt still?" Ty Lee murmured expression concerned. Azula shook her head.
"Not much. It's a good reminder."
"Of?" Ty Lee asked, fingers skimming below her growing knot. Damn she was turned on.
"Of the pleasure my lady gives me," Azula growled. Ty Lee's eyes gleamed. She leaned up and pressed a kiss beside Azula's ear. She sighed at the comfort of the motion. Then Ty Lee's hand cracked across her ass in a hard slap. It felt more good than a burn, so Azula only grunted in surprise. Her cock flagged at the motion.
"Good, because there's more coming," Ty Lee's voice was cold, but her eyes gleamed hotly. She picked up a leather flail, one that would bruise more than inflict any real damage. Azula was certain she could take it, but she knew Ty Lee may very well stop this whole thing if she were bleeding and damaged. Azula tensed her ass muscles, standing with her feet spread wide. Ty Lee pushed her ponytail over one shoulder to expose the entirety of her back.
Her fingers traced her muscles and Azula gave a soft sigh. "My lady…."
"Are you ready?" Ty Lee asked. She took a step back, taking her touch away.
Azula nodded. "Yes…please, yes."
"Then take your punishment." Ty Lee gave the flail an arch, and the leather wrapped ends collided with her back with a thump. Azula gave a grunt of surprise, then waited for the mark to begin burning from the impact. It hadn't broken the skin and felt very, very good in her opinion. Her cock stiffened and she gave a low moan of appreciation. "And I want you to count, each time. Do you understand?"
Azula gasped when Ty Lee walked around to her front, gazing up at her face, her own pinched in a pretty frown. Azula gaped at her, eyes half slit with pleasure.
"YES….my lady….."
"Good." Ty Lee's fingers ran over the bruises on her thigh as she walked back around. "Count."
Azula grunted aloud at the next strike, right over her left ass cheek. That one was harder and may leave a bruise. "One." Two was across her lower back. Three was across the back of her right thigh. Azula's muscles tensed and bunched, then released after each strike. It felt entirely too good. How did Ty Lee know she'd like this? This anticipation, the harsh strike itself that didn't cause serious damage and warmed to a low bruise after. Ty Lee's fingers tracing each mark she'd left in between. Spirits, she was so hard. She wanted to beg for release and flashed a forlorn look at Ty Lee when she walked around her, fingers tracing the bruises she'd left on her thighs yesterday.
"My lady…."
The flail came back, against her side and Azula jumped against it. "Uhn! Ten!"
"What?" Another strike.
"Eleven..."
"Do you want more of this? I haven't begun to punish you…." WHAP.
"Uhn! Twelve…."
"Oh, but you're doing so good…" Ty Lee's voice cooled, and she ran a hand down the bruises across the expanse of her back. Azula grunted in pain and pleasure.
"Thank you…."
"A few more….then you'll get your release."
At 'release', Azula's cock twitched, standing upright. She was so hard she may come from the strikes alone, but Azula was eager to see what Ty Lee would give her. She groaned and looked over her shoulder at her friend, flail in one hand, heels kicked off. "PLEASE….."
Azula counted off the next few strikes. At twenty, Ty Lee tossed the flail aside and walked back around to her front. Azula grunted with surprise when she dropped to her knees, wrapping her hands around her backside to urge her into her mouth. The warmth and wet of her hot mouth threatened to make Azula come then and there, and she only managed a few bobs of her mistress's throat before she was coming, shouting. Azula wanted to wrap her fingers around Ty Lee's brown hair and tug her closer, but her hands were bound. She could only take what Ty Lee gave her.
Ty Lee smiled around her cock, looking up her belly at her. She winked and bobbed down harder, swallowing everything Azula had to give. When Azula was finished, she was shaking all over, legs weak. Ty Lee noticed and wiped her mouth on the back of her wrist and rose to her feet, unfastening her manacles. The lady had softened to a concerned lover as she led Azula to the comfortable sofa, urging her onto, fingers carefully skimming the marks and bruises she'd left.
"Are you okay?" Ty Lee asked in concern. Azula gasped for breath. She rotated her wrist carefully and Ty Lee captured that hand, pressing kisses all over her wrist. When she nipped the edge of her finger between her lips, Azula felt it in her cock.
"Yes….so good," Azula assured her. Ty Lee pressed soft kisses to her face and moved quickly across the room toward another table. Salves and oils were laid in an array and she picked one jar, and a towel, kneeling in front of Azula, who was half sprawled on the sofa, legs spread wide.
"On your side. I want to look at these marks," Ty Lee said. The salve she spread over the worst of the bruises burned then gave a deep cooling sensation that relaxed Azula's muscles. She sighed, wiggling her toes happily as Ty Lee worked on her. Then Ty Lee set the jar aside, braced her hands on her naked thighs and leaned up to hungrily kiss her.
"Can you….take care of me?" Ty Lee asked almost timidly. Azula nodded, watching her with concern.
"OF course….. spirits know you're worked up too," Azula murmured. She helped Ty Lee mount up, pushing her dress up. Of course she wasn't wearing underwear. "Clever girl," she murmured against Ty Lee's breast. Ty Lee pushed down onto her, crying out. Boy, she needed it too. After her own release of pent-up frustration, Azula was too glad to guide Ty Lee's hips into a rhythm she liked.
Azula leaned her head back against the sofa watching Ty Lee take her pleasure, feeling something like affection warm her heart. What Ty Lee did to her…she needed it.
After, Ty Lee helped her dress, and both returned to her office. Azula sped back through her work with gusto and Ty Lee brought her a few drinks and snacks, annoying her secretary. Azula didn't even mind the private chewing out Ozai arranged for her and Zuko later. When they'd left, Zuko with his head hanging, and her with a slight spring in her step, Azula thought again of Ty Lee.
She'd left for the day and oddly, Azula wanted to expect her at her flat to unwind after this awesomely charged day. She sighed and took her limo home.
End for now
End notes: These keep writing themselves :P with nudges from Charliebarrow. Thank you very much. Enjoy, lovelies! Drop a review if you liked.
Sincerely, pen 3/07/2021