That morning, Azula had actually considered the path Mai presented to her. The more she thought about it, the sweeter the idea had become. Perhaps the Fire Lady was right; perhaps she could turn Ty Lee with a gentle hand. Lord Shin solemnly disapproved of her softness; he said as much when he came to her side after she finished playing with Mai, there to escort her to Ty Lee.
"I advise against revealing your vulnerabilities at this time, Lord Azula. It would be prudent to wait until evening to see Ty Lee. I would like to investigate a suspicion of mine."
Azula was hit by a flood of childish indignation, she immediately hated the idea. She'd waited years for this moment! Every hour, every second, she'd been thirsty for the time she would be able to taste Ty Lee's skin, and hear her soothing, girlish voice once again.
Lord Shin bowed his head low as she scoffed, moving to push past him. "Please, my Lord. Just give me a few hours with the girl. I do not ask this lightly. I wouldn't dare to interfere with your affairs if I didn't think it was a matter of life and death."
'Life and death?' Azula froze and slowly turned her keen gold gaze to the old tactician, folding her hands behind her back. She breathed deeply and set aside her hopes, instead clinging to bleak reality. This old man was the only one who cared for her well-being. She would listen to what he had to say. "Life or death? You don't mean to suggest that Ty Lee came to kill me?" Lord Azula laughed at the mere idea.
Shin Hua stared boldly back. "Why not? All these years, not a single word from her, or the Avatar's waterbender girl. They were together, I have no doubt."
"Katara would never let Ty Lee stay with her if she didn't harbor at least some level of the same animosity towards me," Azula agreed quietly, "My father and I killed that weakling, Avatar Aang."
"And so Katara surely wants to kill you. By any means necessary! And why wouldn't Ty Lee? Especially since she has discovered the ill fate of her kin. It would be nice to believe that she truly has come to reform, that she has turned herself in so that she might lay beneath you and surrender, but we do not live in a fable, My Lord."
"I have considered the possibility of something like that," Azula said carefully. "But if she were to turn on me, it'd likely be via information gathering, subterfuge. Ty Lee is not a killer, never was- if she was that type of girl she never would've turned from my side."
Shin Hua smiled sadly. "Lord Azula, as one who depends on and cares for your prosperity, I leave the decision entirely to you, but trust that you will make the right decision, and distrust your gentle instincts regarding the traitor."
The Fire Lord flinched. Ty Lee the Traitor, a would-be assassin? Such a silly concept, but Shin was utterly convinced. She had to wonder about his insistence. "You've already made up your mind. What do you know that makes you so sure that she is here to kill me, Lord Shin?" Paranoia wormed around at the edge of her mind.
"Many months ago, we discovered a spy among our workers - an earthbender boy. He was a strange sort, twitchy. Our Dai Li agents took note, and soon we'd pulled him apart."
"Why was I not informed? Especially if he had information about Ty Lee."
"Do you expect to hear every whisper, every rumor, every hint of turmoil? When it comes to your security and the security of the nation, I have always taken care of you, my Lord. I have never once strayed. The information I received was not all that forthcoming, I felt no need to bring it to your attention until now."
Azula set her seething suspicions aside, she would think about this later. "Did this man inform you that Ty Lee was coming to assassinate me?"
"Nothing of the sort. I would've come to your side immediately. He told us that the so-called resistance he was a part of was running out of hope. However, he also mentioned that Ty Lee was alive and that she might return one day."
"What else did he say about her?"
Shin Hua hesitated but ultimately spoke. "He said that she was the key to their success. That she was your weakness, and that the resistance leaders felt they might be able to exploit that one day. I happen to agree. I believe that you think you are in love with her, the first innocent love that visits the heart, and I believe you have missed her every day she's been gone. But that doesn't mean that she feels the same. Forgive me if I speak out of line."
The dictator's fists clenched tightly. The thought of being weak, of having a weakness, was unbearable. It almost made her as angry as the thought of a group of "rebels" conspiring against her. "Were you able to get any other information? Location of the resistance, details about Ty Lee?"
"No, my Lord, forgive me. He simply didn't know, they are careful about what information they feed to their people, that much is clear but set the so-called resistance aside, and focus on what is before you. Ty Lee! Whether she has come to steal your seed, assassinate, or manipulate you, we cannot afford to be complacent! We must anticipate all potential threats, no matter how unlikely they may seem, and I have many questions for Ty Lee about where she's been and those who would topple your throne."
Azula nodded slowly, her mind racing with the implications of Shin's words. She wanted to see Ty Lee, more than anything, but if Shin was correct, Ty Lee already knew that. Stealing an heir, manipulating her, killing her? Not Ty Lee. For some strange reason, her heart was aching.
"I-I see. Then... do what you must. All I ask is that-"
"My Lord, there is no need to even say it. I won't change her, won't add anything to her personality, or alter any aspects of her soul that you find appealing." Shin Hua leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "We will merely implant a suggestion in her mind that she could, should, will never strike you down, lest she enjoys an unending pain. And of course, the most standard control methods. Nothing out of line."
Azula nodded. She felt nothing but dread, all her excitement had turned into something far uglier. "Good. Do it, then."
"I sense a disturbance in you."
Azula closed her eyes. "I've become weak. I'd be lost without you, Shin. Even Lo and Li despise me. Ty Lee attempting to kill me, the mere thought…." She wanted to smash her head with her fists, would these thoughts ever cease? Sorrow, sorrow, and so much rage, a million other emotions, because of that bitch, and why? Why be surprised? Why expect anything less than more treachery? Yet it was more than that. Ty Lee, once the biggest crybaby and weakling, a killer? The mere idea was tearing her apart, and she couldn't figure out why.
Azula trembled when Shin put a strong hand on her shoulder, and he stepped in front of the warlord, peering down into the young woman's eyes. "No one will hurt you under my watch, I promise you, Lord Azula. I meant what I said when you first chose me to stand by your side; there will be many who want to tear you down, and I will find them all, but you must not be careless. She surprised you with treachery once, do not let it happen again."
Fists clenched, she nodded slowly. "Go then. Condition her."
"By your orders, my Lord." With a swift salute, knocking his knuckles into his open palm, Shin Hua bowed and sauntered off. Then, he paused, turned on his heel, and peered back at her. Azula merely stood there, staring blankly at the wall, a whirlwind of anxious nothingness swirling around in her system. She'd likely stand here for another few minutes, lost. She'd been so sure of her plans: her morning was to be spent at Ty Lee's side, and every day after until she was done with the girl, and now there was a mere void in her schedule, and in her body. At the edge of her mind, she felt a familiar aching pressure, and knew how she might relieve it - she wanted to squeeze, kill, burn something.
She didn't realize Shin Hua was even still there until he spoke. "It's okay that you are lonely and sad. The Fire Lord is not meant to stand alone. Set any formal duties aside, you deserve the rest. You've possibly been betrayed once again, by one you hold near to your heart. Let me investigate, and in the meantime, why don't you relax, perhaps spend more time with the Fire Lady? Maybe I'm wrong about Ty Lee."
Azula prayed that he was wrong, that her naive feelings for the girl might be allowed to live, but sometime later a messenger knocked on the door to the Fire Lady's room. The bright-eyed messenger delivered his report promptly; Shin Hua was right: Ty Lee was not the innocent young woman Azula had desperately wanted to meet again. She was something new, something unique; she was Azula's would-be murderer. He departed as swiftly as he came.
For a while, Azula could do and say nothing, she stared at the spot where the boy left. The message didn't quite click until her wife's words crept in past her wall of detachment. "Your eyes are so sad," Mai said, voice trembling. "I didn't think you were truly capable of feeling that emotion."
Such a rotten thing to say. Of course she felt sadness, she felt love. Was she not a human being? But perhaps she shouldn't bother with it at all anymore. It had taken a long time to recover her mind the first time, and she felt herself slipping again. Old voices in her mind were rather loud.
Azula knew she was crazy, there had always been something "wrong" with her, and her mother said as much. Her father only ever adored that specific, monstrous part of her, feeding her arrogance and hungry desires like oil on flame, and now even he was gone. Because of her. These hands had crumpled his chest, these hands had claimed the handles of the throne, and seized Mai's body for her own. Perhaps she really was a monster, better off without her sanity. It'd be so much easier to let everything inside her crumble, shatter, like lightning on wood, once more.
When she let herself feel buoyed to this earth, to these insufferable, lesser people - Ty Lee, Mai, Shin - all her weaknesses(those weaknesses she pretended she didn't have and detested) came spilling out. Better she locked herself away. Better she go mad and get put down by Shin or Ty Lee or whoever wished to usurp her, than prolong this feeling in her heart. It was unworthy of her.
She was the Fire Lord, ruler of the most powerful nation in the world. She'd bested everyone who contested the throne. She'd thought she'd truly transcended when Ty Lee betrayed her the first time, even more so when she destroyed her miserable brother, and then that would-be hero, the Avatar. How could she let herself be led astray like this?
Slowly, Azula returned to Mai's side; the Fire Lady was staring at Azula with the oddest expression, and the Fire Lord glowered back at her with such hot intensity Mai couldn't bear to meet her eyes any longer.
"Azula, you don't have to deal with your emotions on your own. If you want, you can-"
Azula's every instinct was telling her to fall into Mai's arms, but she couldn't. If Ty Lee was still a traitor, Mai would always be; it was a painful realization. Azula couldn't stand it anymore. Shin Hua's words echoed in her mind: she must kill her gentle instincts. So, closing the distance, she dealt Mai the opposite treatment her body urged her to.
"Shut it, you weak woman! To think I was going to listen to you!" Mai gasped when Azula's hand slammed into her with such sharp force it cast her face aside, leaving a red, swollen hot spot. "You useless bitch! I don't want your advice. I don't want your weakness."
"What do you want then, Azula? I'll give it to you. So don't cast me aside!" That pathetic, needy voice made Azula sick to her stomach. When Mai turned back to her, expression teary, face red with the evidence of Azula's crime, she couldn't bear it. She slapped Mai's face again. Quiet, obedient, Mai didn't say a word, didn't protest, she kept her feelings trapped inside.
Azula expected the Fire Lady, rebellious Mai, to surrender entirely, but she wrapped her arms around Azula's waist. Lord Azula let the woman hug her. Inside, she was seething. "You'd do anything, would you? To prove your loyalty to me?"
Mai's eyebrows furrowed. Her thin lips drew down into a frown, and she murmured, "Yes, Azula. Of course."
"Mm. Very believable, Mai," Azula snapped sarcastically.
"I-I just don't want you to hit me again. I like it when you're soft, Azula." Mai leaned forward and pressed her chest firmly into Azula's abdomen. When she glanced down, the Fire Lord was welcome to the sight of a valley of deep cleavage. Freshly washed, and freshly groomed, Mai was exquisite to look upon - Azula groaned as her cock hardened, and Mai ran a hand down her abs, tracing a single finger down to her hardened, clothed crotch. She stroked the bulge she found there in slow, teasing circles. "Well, I like it when this part is hard."
The Fire Lord froze up. She squeezed her eyes shut and exhaled heavily. "Let go, you whore. Not that again. That doesn't prove your loyalty, it displays nothing but where your pointless intentions lie."
"Azula?"
"I have something else planned for you." A new idea, one that crept in when she glanced down and saw Mai's lust-stained, sinful face. It took every ounce of willpower, but she managed to control her urges to dominate and fuck all Mai's holes all over again. Ty Lee awaited her, awaited them both. Azula pushed Mai's hands away and turned. "Don't go to sleep. And wear something nice, will you?"
"You don't mean-"
"Do you want me to slap that pretty face again? No? Then shut it. If I wanted you to know more, I would've told you. Come here."
Mai, biting her lip, pulled herself off her bed. She was taking her time, wasn't she?
"Come here, now!"
The Fire Lady quickened her pace.
Azula cupped her ass, pressed their mouths together hungrily. "Wear something that shows off your pretty, perfect body, all your scars." Azula gathered her wife's swollen cheek in her hand and pulled her lips away. Mai lapped up the spit-string, blushing heavily, eyes gleaming as they stared into each other. "Tonight, you'll prove yourself. One chance, one."
"I-I choose... t-the spanking," Ty Lee whispered, horrified that she even had to utter such a thing.
"Smart girl," Azula grinned darkly, and she rewarded her plaything with another smack on her bottom, it was almost gentle. Ty Lee had never felt so embarrassed. But embarrassment wasn't so bad; branding sounded like agony, of the truest variety. "Then, let's begin." Azula got into position behind her. Her armor clinked when she moved, a shadowy, maroon presence at her back. Utterly humiliated, Ty Lee became hyper-aware of Azula's stare on her naked bottom, on her smooth sex. She was on her hands and knees facing the bedpost, she couldn't see the other woman's gaze, but she could feel it.
Azula wanted her. Wanted to touch her. Wanted to do far more than punish her physically.
"Mmm, I love your body, Ty Lee. Just look at this pretty little hole." Ty Lee winced when Azula's fingers traced a line along the flesh surrounding her womanhood. The sensitive skin tingled, even more so when Azula's hand heated, touching and searing the acrobat's skin. The pain mixed with an unwelcome, creeping, swollen excitement; Ty Lee shuddered violently, body jerking, as Azula's hand explored further, two firm, sure fingers toying with her clitoris. "You are so adorable, Ty Lee. It disgusts me. Such a beautiful Fire Nation woman, from head to foot. This perfect ass and pussy, I'm sure you were born to be mine. Why betray me? We would've been perfect. Now, you're nothing but a no-good bitch! Tell me, did you let anybody fuck you? Did you let someone have what belongs to me, you treacherous slut?"
Ty Lee, hearing that question, didn't want to tell the truth. She'd always known Azula, far more than anyone else. Behind all those cruel words, in her final question, the throbbing core of what Azula really felt was there. She was worried, wondering if Ty Lee had let herself know love with someone else. That was the kind of beast Azula was. Ty Lee was bound and alone, unable to be anything other than what Azula saw her as: "a treacherous slut", unworthy of the Fire Lord's love, the cause of unhappiness for her people. Yet she dared ask questions she didn't have the right to know the answer to. Ty Lee smiled slightly. Common sense said she should tell the truth, but she was angry, so angry. "Yes."
It was as if the entire room froze over. All movement on Azula's end ceased.
"What?" She nearly moaned at the sheer joy she felt, hearing the pain in Azula's single-word question. Agony seemed to echo in the cold silence of her maroon-draped prison.
"I met a man. H-he treats me well." Ty Lee whispered, "I didn't think it would happen, that I would find someone after you." Some part of that was at least partially true. She had met people, plenty of guys, who wanted to treat her to a happy life. There were many reasons she'd declined. Her own pent-up, leftover feelings for Azula, her resistance duties, a desire for isolation from that sort of energy, all kinds of reasons; but Azula had no right to know that.
Azula's lips were at her ear now. "Did you let him fuck you, Ty Lee?"
Ty Lee remained silent.
"Answer me, slut!"
Ty Lee smiled. "I let all kinds of men fuck me. I was lonely."
A lie, a total lie - and yet Azula fell apart.
"Slut! Whore! Betrayer!" Smack, clap, smack. Azula let rain a flurry of blows on Ty Lee's bottom, screaming like a madwoman.
Her punishment began, just like that - there was no warning, and no sense of self-control behind Azula's next behaviors. Ty Lee was thankful she couldn't see the woman's face, for she was sure she wore the same nightmare expression she had when Ty Lee had chi-blocked her so many years ago. It was painful, horribly painful, but nothing Ty Lee couldn't bear. The sound of skin-on-skin contact filled the air. Azula repeatedly brought her strong, steady hand down on Ty Lee's plump buttocks. Ty Lee buried all her screams in the pillow beneath her face, but she didn't dare pull away.
Ty Lee gasped as, in her fit of rage, Azula's hand slipped, and instead of smacking her ass, her hand landed against Ty Lee's thigh with a resounding clap. The acrobat tensed, and gasped, feeling her first rush of wetness.
"You were my weakness," Azula snarled between swats. "My only friend. You were supposed to be by my side over everyone else."
Ty Lee had thought that too. But while Prince Zuko found the path to light, and Mai along with him, Azula wanted to drag the acrobat down into darkness. Hearing the genuine pain in her princess's voice still tore Ty Lee apart with guilt, shame, and at the same time a primal joy. The thought of Azula was like torture to Ty Lee; it was only fair that the feeling was mutual. Then, reality, agony made her forget all her smugness. Each aching slap made her butt burn, yet they did not cease - glancing back over her shoulder, Ty Lee stared into Azula's amber eyes. The beautiful Fire Lord looked at Ty Lee as if she were truly the source of all strife in her soul, and in that moment, the acrobat knew those three words echoed with resounding truth. Nothing had changed, Azula loved Ty Lee to the extent that a monster like her was capable of, and Ty Lee was her weak spot and always would be. Azula had lost her mind at the mere mention of another person possessing Ty Lee, it was impossible not to feel powerful. An odd contrast, getting "disciplined" and spanked, while feeling suddenly like the most powerful woman in the world.
"I would've given you everything you ever wanted, do you understand that, you stupid bitch?"
"I am stupid," Ty Lee laughed, voice hysteric, between spanks, "you're right... I'm stupid for ever falling in love with a nasty, evil person like you. You were a mistake, Azula. A horrible mistake! Your mother felt the same way, and right now, you're proving that. You abandoned me-"
Apparently, that went too far. With a roar and the sound of wood shattering, Azula smashed her fist into the wall near Ty Lee's head. "You...! No, you've got it all wrong, foolish girl. You abandoned me! You left me!"
Another hole in the wall joined the first. Blue flame rippled through the air, and Azula yelled incoherently for a few long, dragging moments, then grabbed Ty Lee by the hair. "Don't lie! It was you who left me! It was you! Then you fucked someone. You gave what is rightfully mine-"
"I don't belong to you! I-I never have!" She hated how teary her voice was. "You refused to join us when we realized how wrong your father truly was, and then you married Mai, and stole her from your brother like a monster after slaughtering him! You abandoned what we had first, even if I did belong to you. So why are you so angry?"
A tense silence filled the air. Azula didn't know how to respond, that much was clear. She was breathing heavily.
"Why...? Why, she asks me! Why?"
"..."
"I don't know why! Do not need to know! I can't bear the thought of some unworthy fool on top of you, sweating and grunting like a pig. That's all that matters to me. I'm going to kill him. I'm going to find the place you were hiding away in. I'll kill every last one of them. Traitors! All of you!" Azula spanked her round bottom again and again to emphasize her words - slap slap slap - in fierce succession, until it seemed both young women lost count.
After that pathetic tirade, all Ty Lee managed was a weak laugh and, "More killing, no surprise there. Just like you killed my love for you with your sickness, just like you killed my family. Do it, then. Hurt them, hurt me, hurt everyone I know and love. Destruction is all you're capable of doing, all you've ever been capable of, Azula. I'm not going to pretend that anything I say or do can that."
She wondered if Katara would be ashamed of Ty Lee's conduct, her inability to submit right now, her desire to push and push and break Azula's self-control: It worked. Suddenly, the chains were being undone, tossed aside. Ty Lee was freed.
"Stay still," Azula snarled, grabbing at her throat. "You filthy slut!" Ty Lee burst free from her arms for a moment and even managed to make it off the bed a few feet before Azula caught her, forcing her back down. "I said stay still!"
"I hate you, Azula. I promise you I'll kill you. I promise!" She didn't care that saying that made her mind blackout with pain for a few moments, she didn't care that it was agonizing to make such a promise. She'd accept the paralyzing pain if it meant she could speak her truth.
Azula laughed and, in the next few minutes, took off all of her armor and clothing. It was a surprising sight for Ty Lee, who had never seen Azula in such a vulnerable state before. As Azula stripped down, Ty Lee got her first glimpse of Azula's cock. Ty Lee had never seen anything like it before, and she had to admit, it was a beautiful sight; long and erect, with the tip seeping pale liquid. Ty Lee wondered if Azula planned to use it on her, but of course, she was, why else would she pull it out? As Ty Lee was lost in thought, Azula suddenly grabbed her face and dug her fingers harshly into her jowls. Ty Lee could not close her mouth, and she could feel the pressure of Azula's fingers against her skin. Even if she could do it, Ty Lee was terrified of what would happen if she bit down on Azula's sacred equipment. Likely a fate worse than death.
"You waste this hole on someone too?" Azula snarled, glaring down at her. Before Ty Lee had a chance to answer, the Fire Lord was rubbing her crotch into Ty Lee's face. The big, hard, sticky length prodded insistently into her chin, her lips, and throat, painting it with that pale, semi-translucent liquid. "Don't answer, I don't want to know. You're mine now, you slut. I'll never let anyone touch you again, not without my permission. I'd rather die. Do you hear me? I'll die before I let someone take your body from me." And with that proclamation made, the dictator forced herself between Ty Lee's lips.
Ty Lee glared at the Firelord around her mouthful of hot, hard flesh. The taste, the smell - she wished she could say they were unpleasant, but the slightly salty tinge of Azula's precum, the actual warm, pulsing meat were entirely bearable. If the situation were different, she imagined this was exactly the type of cock she would've wanted to play with. Big, hard for her, weeping softly and coating her tongue with a weak sheen of pale fluid. Ty Lee's thoughts raced as Azula forced her head down onto her cock. She tried to push back, but the firebender's grip on her hair was too strong. She closed her eyes and tried to tune out the sensations, focusing on her breathing instead. For now, all she could do was endure.
Ty Lee could feel the tears welling up in her eyes as she struggled to breathe through Azula's forceful thrusts, her mouth entirely plugged up. Azula smirked, licking her lips. "That hate-filled expression… mmm. I love you, Ty Lee. I don't care that you love some man, I don't care that he had you first, because he doesn't love you the same way I do!" Azula shuddered when she took note of the crimson tinge on Ty Lee's cheeks her words provoked, the sheen of tears on her long eyelashes. How precious and adorable, her sweet Ty Lee.
"M-MMNN! NNH!" Ty Lee tried to force her head back. She gagged when Azula used that opportunity to push her cock deeper in, conquering as many inches of Ty's mouth as she could.
Azula had dreamed of this. Of shoving her dick into every wet hole this traitor had, seeing her weep and shake and beg for mercy, knowing it would not come. Her hips started to move faster on their own. Ty Lee's moist, plump lips wrapped around her cock, and the acrobat sucked harshly. Ty Lee's big gray eyes shimmered with potent fear, yet she began to lick and lap at Azula's shaft. She was sure that if she was good, if she helped Azula along, this would be over sooner. As she gazed down at Ty Lee's terrified expression, Azula's excitement grew.
The sticky sound of her throat pounding drove her into a frenzy. Azula could feel Ty Lee's esophagus straining as she reinforced all her fears, steadily fucking the sleeve Ty Lee called her throat. Azula grunted with pleasure as she sank her cock in, thrusting away all her common sense. All she could feel, and focus on, was the warmth and tightness of Ty Lee's mouth. She never wanted to stop.
"Mmmn, that's right, use that sneaky little tongue of yours!" Azula was determined to make this experience as uncomfortable and painful for Ty Lee as possible. She gripped the back of her head. Azula moaned, in the pit of her belly, she could feel her orgasm in building. She thrust harder and harder with each passing second, until finally, she came with a shuddering climax. Azula forgot how to breathe. Never in her life had she felt so good. The orgasm took hold of her entire frame, pushing her into an entirely different realm of reality, all because of Ty Lee's expression, and sounds. Ty Lee was absolutely horrified. "Swallow every drop. You will not waste any of my seed, slut."
It was unbearable. Rope after rope of Azula's seed flooded her mouth, and she had no choice but to swallow it all, her mouth plugged up. Ty Lee inhaled desperately through her nose, but in doing so, she couldn't avoid taking in Azula's scent. It was a mistake because even after all these years, the princess smelled so damn good. Especially her cock.. The Fire Lord's natural body odor, her sweat, her excitement, her cum, it just smelled like Azula.
Deep in her core, Ty Lee felt the start of a dripping wetness building, and she groaned in misery. No, she couldn't! She couldn't be getting excited from sucking, smelling, swallowing the cum of the monster that had always abused her, controlled her. Azula got off on fear, Azula wanted to ruin her, she absolutely couldn't let it happen, it wasn't happening! But that was a lie; the subtle, guilty pleasure of masochistic humiliation was unavoidable; the agony of Azula's hot hands on her was tempered by a tingle steadily building in her clitoris. She wanted it rubbed. She wanted a hand down there, rubbing and teasing. She was wet. So very wet. The acrobat squeezed her thighs together, trying to escape the heat. Her self-loathing danced alongside her lust. Perhaps she was a natural-born traitor because her body was giving in so easily. Then, the dizzy excitement became something else. Ty Lee started to gag again, drooling the pale fluid out as much as she could.
Ty Lee stared up at Azula in utter misery, and the dictator took in every reaction, a satisfied smirk twisting her lips as the young woman obeyed her. Ty Lee, looking like she'd never hated anything more, swallowed every bit Azula had to offer. Watching it, the Fire Lord got hard all over again.
Azula needed more; she didn't care that Ty Lee had barely caught her breath. Hooking her fingers into her old friend's hair with one hand, she locked her fingers into Ty's jowls again, and drove herself deep into Ty Lee's mouth - deeper this time. She thought she better appreciated the throat of one giving her all, but Mai's skills were nothing compared to the natural chemistry between Azula's cock and Ty Lee's throat. What a rhythm their bodies made together, and oh how Ty Lee's body sang for her. Gasping, gagging, choking, all for her. Azula used her own cum as lubricant. She should've known that once she felt this pretty mouth wrapped around her cock, she was going to lose her mind. Azula felt like every inch was getting massaged. It was heaven. Pure, wet heaven.
Then, suddenly, a knock on the door. Azula, with an agonized gasp, pulled herself free and stepped away. She'd forgotten herself, forgotten her intentions for the night. Ty Lee's lips had ruined her focus.
For her part, Ty Lee gasped for air, eyes watering as she spat out streams of pale intermixed saliva. "-I can't believe you! You'll never change, nothing has changed! You're nothing, a no-good bully!" She whispered it all harshly, her throat raw, then gagged again, shaking her head.
Azula lovingly, fondly, patted Ty Lee on the cheek. "Ah, so you're all finished with our little reunion? Are you bored? You're done with me?" She sounded very amused with herself.
She just couldn't help but be honest about her feelings, because her body refused to be. "I've been done with you since you tried to hurt Mai! You're a-" Ty Lee's eyes burned.
"Monster, right, right. Do you think that will help you?"
"I can't think, okay?" Ty Lee snapped back, then gasped, shocked at her ferocity. She'd never spoken to anyone like that.
Azula's expression grew slack, and she stared at Ty Lee with a strange sense of wonder. Like she'd just discovered something new, something grand. "Is that how you really feel? Have I messed up that little mind of yours?"
Ty Lee spat out a wad of sperm she'd kept underneath her tongue. "That's how I feel."
Not a drop wasted was the command, and yet there it was. Azula's face went from a playful excitement to something cold, and distant.
"I suppose you don't want to see Mai tonight then?"
The acrobat grew perfectly still. Her soft-gray gaze was full of tears as she whispered, "Y-you're going to let me see Mai?"
"Of course! Who do you think is knocking?" The wild-eyed dictator smirked and opened the door. She thought that Azula was playing a horrible prank on her, but it really was Mai. Mai was okay. Ty Lee gasped, crawling across the bed, staring with big, round eyes full of nothing but love.
"Mai…Mai! I-I can't believe it...!"
The Fire Lady looked beautiful; clad in a crimson garb that clung to her curves but left her shoulders and throat bare. She truly did look like the wife of the Fire Lord, tall and regal, her head held high and proud. See that pride, the expression on Mai's face, was when Ty Lee's joy started to fade. It was impossible not to see them, like letters on parchment etched into Mai's skin; scar after scar, some very faded, some fresh. But for some reason, Mai didn't seem all that bothered at the moment. She almost seemed happy to see Azula, a slight smile on her thin lips. She was clutching a collection of long, slim tools.
Ty Lee broke into tears when she recognized what they were. Branding irons, of all different shapes and sizes.
Azula collected them all from her wife, and she gazed at each with an idle, bored expression. "Hmm. You took your sweet time, didn't you?"
The Fire Lady nodded. "Yes, please forgive me. I simply wanted to give you enough time alone with her."
"Next time, you'll obey my orders. Because you were late, I let her distract me. I'm not in the mood to do it anymore."
"M-Mai?"
'Why are you talking to her like that? What are you doing? Why are you looking at her with eyes full of desire?' That, and much more, Ty Lee wanted to ask, but she was incapable of speech, too shocked to speak.
Mai glanced at Ty Lee, and stared into her eyes, dark-brown locked with gray-brown. That familiar, pretty, yet unfamiliar face peered back at her with the oddest expression. Then Mai turned; curling her fingers around the back of Azula's neck, Mai pressed their mouths together.
Ty Lee felt like she'd been stabbed. Like all the heat in her body was departing, just like that. Her heart raced and ached, goosebumps coated her skin. "Why?" She whispered, body going slack. "Why are you kissing her like that Mai?" The tears started coming out, and even when their lip-lock ended, it played over and over in Ty Lee's mind. Unforgettable.
"Because she's my wife," Azula replied calmly, running a hand down Mai's body, squeezing her ass firmly. "She's taken to being a good bitch instead of a bad one lately." Azula tucked a finger under Mai's chin and lifted her face. Then, she suddenly grabbed Mai by the back of her hair. "I don't buy it, but it's cute, isn't it? Get over there! Take that ridiculous fucking outfit off. I said to wear something nice, but I've realized that I truly prefer it when you wear nothing at all, Mai."
Mai should've said something witty, instead, she licked her lips and obeyed. Ty Lee's old best friend drifted her hands down her body and slowly began to remove each piece of clothing, and Azula watched, aroused.
"Stop it." Ty Lee said quietly. Why was Mai acting like some kind of whore? But of course, Mai didn't listen to her, and soon the pair of old friends were naked on the bed together.
"Mmm, what a sight you two make. I've dreamed of this."
"Monster," Ty Lee whispered.
"I can't stop. I love you." Azula's sly smile made it clear that she knew just how much those three words affected her.
Ty Lee flinched and clenched her fists. "Don't say that… you're incapable of it, you-"
"Shut her up, will you? With your mouth, preferably."
It seemed Mai was expecting an order like that. She wet her lips and turned toward Ty Lee, "I missed you, Ty Lee. You're a fool for coming, but I'm glad that you're here." Leaning forward, Mai closed the distance between their faces, put both her arms around Ty Lee's shoulders, and kissed her. It was the most tender kiss she'd ever had. Slowly, gently, their warm, hot lips melted together. Ty Lee trembled. Mai's dark eyes stared into hers, unreadable, but melting over with heat. It was a chaste smooch too, their lips barely touching, then Mai shifted, and their mouths were being pushed against one another much more firmly. Mai's lips were chapped but still soft, and her breath was somewhat sweet, fresh with the scent of mint. As one of her old friend's hands tucked into her soft brown hair, and drew Ty Lee closer, Mai's tongue playing for entrance against her lips, Ty Lee couldn't hold it back anymore. This kiss - it, it was exciting her... especially when she glanced to the left and saw Azula glowering at the both of them.
As Ty Lee's eyes met Azula's, the Fire Lord's face grew paler than usual. In seconds, the kiss was put to a stop.
"Enough! Get off of Ty Lee, I've never seen something so vile as that sorry display. You call that a kiss?"
"I have no desire to kiss anyone but you like that." Mai said just the right thing because Azula's anger flushed from her expression.
Exhaling heavily, the tyrant glowered, "You're lucky I've got a much better way for you two to entertain me."
Ty Lee was watching carefully; despite her tears, she saw Mai's expression shift from mild obedience to one of pure, horrified shock, for just the briefest of moments, and suddenly, Ty Lee understood. Mai was, just like her, playing a game, and with these new rules, it seemed the only one who would be winning was Azula.
Was now the time? Could she somehow convince Mai at this moment to strike? Two against one. The odds would likely not get better for a while. Then, the brain pain struck.
"Hmph. Pathetic. Mai's not going to help you with your little murder plan, Ty Lee. But it's good to see you're still optimistic." Ty Lee screamed and screamed. She hated that Mai and Azula merely stared at her while she struggled, wailed, and cried out in pain until finally, she let the thought of revenge, assassination, fall away.
"As I said, you need discipline. I'm not in the mood to do it anymore. So, do your best, Mai." Azula gathered a ball of sapphire fire in her hand, and very patiently, she began to heat one of the heads of the branding irons in her hands. The room heated up at a slow, feverish pace. Pale, Ty Lee stared at Mai with desperation, pleading with her eyes. She wasn't sure what she was pleading for. Ty Lee could not return to the resistance until Azula was dead, and Mai could not leave Azula until Azula was dead: this fate? It was unavoidable; they'd be bound together in pain.
Mai's thin fingers trembled around the hot rod of metal when Azula handed it to her. "Azula, is this truly necessary?"
"I told you. One chance, Mai." Azula turned back to Ty Lee and clambered onto the bed on top of her. Ty Lee shrieked and did what little she could to struggle. With very little effort, Azula soon had Ty Lee pinned down.
"Stop struggling and crying bitch! If you lay there and be good Mai will only brand you once, but if you mess it up, we'll have no choice but to apply the brand again, and that wouldn't be very pleasant for you, I promise."
Ty Lee ignored her, and an evil expression flooded the Fire Lord's face. "Know what? Struggle. It turns me on. Here, I'll stroke off, continue. Cry."
Suddenly, she didn't want to cry anymore. Azula smirked, and just like that, she won. The way she always did. Ty Lee stopped struggling, she just laid there, trembling. It wasn't so bad if it was Mai doing it. Perhaps the pain would banish the phantom pleasure beneath her skin, the strange dread she had felt since she saw them kiss. Looking over, Ty Lee got her first glance at what it was she was about to have permanently seared into her body as Mai, with a carefully neutral expression, came close with the iron.
Ty Lee's eyes widened, and she burst into tears. Turning away, she flinched as she felt the raging heat approach. Perhaps Mai would strike Azula down now, perhaps she'd plead and change Azula's mind, perhaps this was all just a nightmare. The last seemed the most true, how else could everything have gone so wrong? And then she felt it. The first hot touch. It wasn't a dream. Ty Lee screamed and screamed until she couldn't anymore.
Ty Lee passed out from the pain. The beautiful girl seemed almost peaceful in her pained slumber, lying on her stomach, the brand on her buttock a vivid crimson. It was a beautiful brand, the symbol of the Fire Nation royal family, blazing proudly on Ty Lee's pretty, delicate skin.
"You did well. I didn't think you had it in you."
Mai was standing near the end of the bed, gaze focused on Ty Lee. Standing behind her, Azula's cock was raging hard against Mai's ass. The Fire Lady was still staring at the brand. For some reason, she felt jealous and angry. Ty Lee's unmarked, beautiful body was mocking her. Her own scars were so ugly and unwanted compared to that single, beautiful symbol. "Are you going to scar her, like you did me?"
"Of course not."
Mai tried to push down her foolish envy, but it lingered like poison in the air. Why had it always been Ty Lee she'd chosen in the first place? Was she more beautiful? What did she have to offer? Azula had never branded Mai. Only burned her. She'd used Mai as a means to escape her feelings for Ty Lee so many times, fucking her frustrations into the Fire Lady. She rarely fucked Mai to fuck Mai, stripped her of her fertility. Why? What was so different, special about Ty Lee, that made her worthy of the seed one day, and Mai nothing but dirt? She knew, of course. The entire reason she'd resisted. Zuko, the betrayal, not fearing Azula. How could she be jealous of that sweet girl, of a brand? How could she be so sick, and put Ty Lee through that horrible treatment in the first place? To be jealous of agony, to covet something so twisted…. She'd become a monster too. She should've shoved the rod of hot iron deep into Azula's eye, she should've done something, anything but hurt sweet, precious Ty Lee.
"Your expression while you did it- I'll remember it forever. You're a natural sadist, Mai," Azula said in a teasing, mocking voice. Mai gasped as Azula's hand cupped her breast, the thumb brushing over Mai's nipple. Her jealousy and anger faded away as pleasure took over. She leaned into Azula, letting her take control, forgetting everything else at the moment. Azula bent her over the bed. Soon, Mai felt the tell-tale kiss of a cockhead against her naked entrance. Shivering, she let her entire body relax. Azula gripped her hips and began to fuck her. Slow and steady at first, then faster, then so hard and quick the bed started to creak and groan. Azula knew exactly how she liked it. Azula smacked her ass, then squeezed it, before Mai's other cheek followed. Mai's bottom soon matched Ty Lee's, skin glowing crimson from abuse, minus the brand. The pain~
Mai stared at Ty Lee's teary, peaceful face; she wanted to be quiet, but soon, the room was filled with her moans, and she pushed her ass in the air, eager for more spanks. She hoped that Ty Lee wouldn't wake up and see them like this, but at the back of her mind, the mere idea of it happening made her cunt drip. She'd kissed Azula, to prove her loyalty, to strike down any childish idea Ty Lee had of saving her; but then she'd seen the look on Ty Lee's face. A shiver tore down her spine as she imagined Ty Lee opening her eyes, seeing them fucking like animals. It was over quickly. Shuddering, grunting softly, Azula came. Mai's eyes shot wide as she felt her insides soaked, made new again, every splash of semen a new foundation. Seeping deep into her sticky core, Fireseed.
A simple truth struck the Fire Lady then and there. The reason for her jealousy, for her rage. There could only be one heir to the Fire Nation, and Mai had already made her decision. It would be her child, and no one else's.
