Azula was too weak and too mentally exhausted to try to run away when her brother finally untied her. She slept on the couch, not even bothering to see if there was anything that could be salvaged of the clothes Zuko had torn. When she woke up, she realized she had been covered with a blanket at some point and saw some clothes folded on the table. She picked them up and went straight to the basement's bathroom. She must have spent at least an hour in the shower, washing herself from head to toes at least twenty times, to the point that simply having the water come in contact with her skin was almost agonizing, but still feeling dirty, tainted.

She simply couldn't stop thinking of everything Zuko had done to her, fucking her like she was the cheapest of whores, like she was nothing but a toy that he could use, break and throw away once he no longer wanted it. Her body was still sore and the pain of having been betrayed in such a horrible, cruel way, by someone she loved so much made her cry.

Yet the memories aroused her just as much as they disgusted her.

Azula had never denied to herself that she was attracted to Zuko, but she knew nothing good could ever come of it, so she never allowed it to go beyond just teasing him a bit, and only to make him uncomfortable. She had never expected him to want anything to do with her, and she obviously never thought he would be capable of doing something so cruel to anyone, less of all to her. Clearly she had been terribly wrong.

Eventually, she left the bathroom, and just as she did, Zuko came into the basement again, bringing her breakfast - and locking the door as he walked in, which made her instantly tense up.

But he didn't force himself on her again. He didn't even touch her. He simply left the breakfast tray on the table, sat on the couch and turned on the TV, as if their situation wasn't absolutely insane. Still, Azula was unbelievably hungry so she didn't waste any time and ate her food - which she had to admit was pretty good.

"I can get you more if you want. I know I wore you out yesterday" he said, smirking at her, and oddly enough there wasn't any real malice in his tone or expression.

Regardless, she looked at him in both shock and outrage "That's all you have to say?"

"What? You want me to lie and say I won't do it again?"

"This can't be happening" she said, not being able to believe he would just talk about something like that as if it were nothing "You can't really that what you did was okay"

"You liked it"

"You raped me"

"I know. And I'm sorry I had to go that far, but I don't regret it. You would have never agreed to it"

"Stop trying to justify it" she said, taking the remote from his hand and turning off the TV "Of course I would have never agreed to it. Who in their right mind would? Why couldn't you just keep your gross fantasies to yourself"

He smirked maliciously and got up from the couch, instantly grabbing her wrist and pulling her to him "I don't remember you thinking they were gross yesterday. I remember you kissing me, sucking me off like a good little girl, coming on my cock over and over, and looking almost disappointed when it was over"

"Shut up" she replied through gritted teeth, feeling as if her legs were about to give out when he pressed her against the wall like he had done the day before, wrapping one hand around her neck, squeezing and releasing, forcing her to look into those cruel eyes of his.

"You can't blame me for what I did, Zula. You have an amazing body" the comment made her face burn bright right "If anything, I only regret not having raped you sooner, before that idiot boyfriend of yours took your virginity. Before he kissed you. I should have been the only one to ever touch you. No one but me has the right to even think about you like that."

"Shut up" she repeated, closing her eyes, her entire body trembling in fear due to how close Zuko was. His words and low tone were turning her on beyond belief, and she gasped as he snuck his free hand underneath her shirt and started pinching and twisting one of her nipples, getting it hard, then doing the same to the other.

"I don't even need to ask you if he was better than me. He clearly wasn't satisfying you. I bet he never even made you scream, or at the very least make you truly feel good. Not the way I did"

"Stop " her voice was a mere whisper.

Azula shivered and gasped as he snuck his hand into her shorts and panties. Instinctively, she closed her legs, trapping his hand there, and she felt weak on her knees as he started rubbing her clit.

"I knew one night wouldn't be enough to break you. I don't care. There's still so much I wanna do to you. So many ways to break you"

Please stop, she wanted to say, but the words simply wouldn't come out.

"You want this. You want me"

Azula moaned against her brother's lips as he kissed her. He was not gentle, conquering her mouth, stealing her breath and biting her lips bloody, and Azula loved every second of it. She wrapped her arms around him, both to bring him closer and to prevent herself from falling if her legs gave out as he started fingering her. Zuko hooked his two fingers inside her a few times before adding in a third, and she clenched down on them hard. Just a few movements were already enough to bring her close the edge and she knew that part of it was because some sick part of her loved knowing her older brother was the one taking advantage of her and using her body as he pleased. She closed her eyes, enjoying that delicious, sinful feeling, waiting for her Zuzu to bring her to orgasm...

Only to then open them in shock as he stopped right as she was about to climax. Zuko laughed at her obvious frustration and just wiped his hand on her cheek before forcing his fingers into her mouth, forcing her to suck on them.

"You really should rest" his low voice made her squirm a bit "I won't go easy on you tonight"

He pulled away and left the basement, going about his day as she wondered, terrified, how exactly was what took place the previous night 'going easy on her' and what twisted ideas were crossing his mind.

She didn't find out until much later, when he came back into the basement for what felt like the hundredth time, but not teasing her or bringing her anything. Instead, he just used that same technique Ty Lee had taught him, paralyzing her. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her to his room, and hitting her pressure points once again before throwing her on his bed. He undressed her and tied her up, keep legs spread wide. Being in such a vulnerable position both terrified and thrilled her. As he restrained her, Azula noticed there were two cameras positioned perfectly to capture every little detail of her debasement, and the thought made her blood boil with rage and need. Finally, be put a blindfold over her eyes and noise-cancelling headphones over her ears. She could only tell he had gotten off the bed due to the weight shift.

After what felt like an eternity waiting for something, anything, to happen, Azula felt Zuko climbing back into bed with her, gently running his hands through her inner thighs before kissing and nibbling at them. She knew she was gasping in pleasure, but she couldn't hear herself. Her brother took his sweet time before starting to eat her out. She instinctively tried to close her legs the very second started sucking on her outer lips, but being unable to due to the ropes. She trembled as he let his tongue trace her labia before inserting it into her little hole, taking every single drop she had to offer before sucking her clit into his eager mouth.

But once again, just as she was about to come, he stopped and pulled away, making her whine like a needy child.

As he got in between her legs again, Azula expected Zuko to either go back to giving her head or fucking her, but he had different plans. She moaned helplessly as she felt him rubbing a vibrator on her wet cunt before pushing it up her ass. It was much smaller than his cock, but it was still incredibly painful because of how rough her brother had been with her. He then inserted a bigger vibrator on her pussy, making her scream. Being deprived of two of her senses made the experience more intense as all that her brain could register was the intense stimuli Zuko was giving her. He refused to give her release, leaving her on that pleasurable hell for what felt like hours and hours.

Azula trashed around on the bed (as much as the ropes allowed her to), begging Zuko with tears in her eyes to just make it stop already, but he ignored her every time and teased her more, turning the vibrators up higher at random and then bringing it lower again or turning them off entirely just to then turned them back on instants later. Every now and again, he'd also grope and suck on her breasts. After a while, she felt his cum on her tits and the image of him jerking off as he tortured her was just almost enough to bring her to orgasm.

Zuko stopped toying with her for a few instants, wiping the cum and sweat off her body before turning the vibrators back on, as high as possible, and pressing a small vibrating wand to her clit. It was so sudden that she practically jumped up, and she was sure the ropes would bruise her delicate skin, assuming that had not happened already. This time, Zuko let her come... but didn't allow her to stop, the intense pleasure quickly replaced by an unbearable, yet still amazing pain that made her scream, cry, and desperately try to free herself.

It was no use. She blacked out many times, and would always wake up to find that her brother still wasn't done. Eventually however, she found herself untied, her exhausted body shaking, and her brother gently washing her face and stroking her hair. He helped her sit up and made her drink some water and a little snack he had brought her. As she recuperated a little, she noticed that her wrists and ankles were hurt, but that Zuko had already properly tended to them. She could also see bite marks on her breasts and thighs, and his cum was leaking out of her cunt. To her despair, despite how absolutely spent she was, that sight got her worked up again, and she only wasn't doing anything about it because she simply didn't have the energy to move.

Once he deemed her awake enough, he carried her to the bathroom, preparing a bath for her and then getting in the tub with her. As his hands roamed her body, she pathetically whispered the word 'more', her voice practically impossible to hear after how much she had screamed. Zuko simply chuckled and cleaned her up, making her feel much, much, much more comfortable, then made sure to take care of her wounds again. Finally, he brought her to bedroom, and not bothering to dress her up, gently tuck her in, her body truly relaxing now that she was finally on her own bed.

Without even realizing it, she cuddled up against her brother as lied down next to her.

"Good girl" he said, making her smile despite herself before the two of them fell into a deep slumber.