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Part Three

Azula landed back into consciousness some time later. The first thing she felt was the cold. All-covering it was, over her face, her arms, her breasts, her belly… It didn’t take long for the princess to realize she was naked. 

Naked and bound, as she quickly discovered. She felt the tight grip of fabric tied around her wrists and her ankles, greatly limiting her movement. Even worse, she was flat on her back. And as her vision began to come back into focus, Azula found herself staring up into the face of her prisoner - the same one who had just broken free from her bindings, Azula remembered groggily.

Suki, the Kyoshi Warrior, stood over the Fire Nation princess, just as naked as she was. Messy brown hair fell across her blue eyes, and the expression on the woman’s face was blunt and simple: she was thoroughly unimpressed with what she saw.

Azula felt the heat of shame and embarrassment rising in her cheeks. She continued to struggle against her bindings, unable to use her firebending thanks to her limited movement. How had she been caught so unprepared? The Kyoshi warrior had broken free and incapacitated her in mere seconds. It reflected disgusting incompetence on Azula’s part.

And now here she was, naked and at her former prisoner’s mercy. Azula didn’t look forward to what was coming next.

“There wasn’t enough rope to use on your wrists and ankles.” Suki said flatly. “I had to rip up your robe to make more. I hope it wasn’t expensive.”

Just another thing placed on top of the mountain of embarrassment, Azula noted. The robe had been expensive. Very, very, very expensive. The princess’ cheeks were burning hot now, anger beginning to swirl with the humiliation.

Azula shot a glare up at Suki, her face twisted into a sneer.

“You dare lay a hand on me? Strip me naked and tie me up? Like I’m some sort of-”

“Whore?” Suki finished for her, one brow raised. The warrior crossed her toned arms under her bare breasts, the perky pair being pushed up and closer together. Azula’s eyes flashed towards them for a quick look, before returning her withering glare back onto Suki’s grimy - but still pretty - face. “Yes, I did. I figured it was my turn to have some fun.”

Azula ceased her struggling then, remembering what Suki had said to her in the moments before she had lost consciousness. The words had stuck in her mind, even as she passed out from the neck pinch. That Suki would show Azula how a Kyoshi Warrior fucks.

The princess felt her cheeks grow warm again, but this time it wasn’t entirely from anger. In spite of the undesirable situation, Azula felt a tiny sliver of excitement crawl up her back. But mostly it was nervousness.

“You wouldn’t.” Azula said in a small, quiet voice.

“I would.” Suki said bluntly.

“I’ll scream.” It took effort for Azula to keep the tremble out of her voice.

“I want you to scream.” A grin had formed on Suki’s face. The warrior leaned over the naked Azula, planting her hand right beside her face. All Azula could do was sink back into the cot. Suki’s voice came again, slightly taunting. “It’s not like anyone will come to help. You dismissed your guards, remember? You told them you didn’t want to be disturbed. It’s just you and me down here.”

As if to drive her point home, Suki reached out and slowly ran her hand down Azula’s exposed belly, her fingertips just barely grazing over her pale, sensitive skin. Azula could only squirm and toil upon the small cot, helpless to stop the Earth Kingdom bitch from touching her. 

Her royal body was being violated by her prisoner’s filthy hands. The Princess of the Fire Nation was being touched, fondled with impunity. It was a humiliation of the highest order.

So why was Azula so wet?

The princess didn’t get the chance to dwell on that uncomfortable truth. She was distracted when Suki next reached out and pinched her nipple between her thumb and finger. Azula gasped, her back arching slightly as the Kyoshi warrior began to slowly pull upward.

As Azula sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth, Suki spoke to her in a flat voice.

“All this time, you tried to break me. All those visits to my cell, all those hours spent using your toys on me. It was fun, I’ll admit that.” Suki leaned forward so that her face hovered over Azula’s, staring her dead in the eye. The princess whined, as the warrior still had her poor nipple pinched between her fingers. “But honestly, princess? You never came close.”

Suki released Azula’s nipple, letting her breast slosh back into place. Azula let out a sigh of relief, unwilling to pay mind to the pleasant twinge between her legs. But the respite was short-lived. Suki dipped her head down and caught Azula's lips with her own. A deep kiss, it was. Suki’s tongue was dominant in Azula’s mouth.

Azula’s fiery spirit had the thought to bite down, to show this insolent whore that the heiress to the throne was not some pretty plaything to fondle and molest. But the blooming warmth in her belly that rose and filled her chest, spreading to the rest of her nude body, kept her from fighting back.

Azula moaned into the kiss, lashing her tongue against Suki’s. It was just another thing to throw onto the pile of Azula’s embarrassment. But it felt good all the same.

Eventually, Suki pulled away. Azula was left flushed and breathless, her legs working against their bonds in a vain attempt to rub her thighs together. The princess let out a frustrated grunt - quite unladylike - and let her head fall back onto the cot mattress.

“So, what now?” Azula heatedly asked her captor. “You take your revenge?”

Suki snorted, kneeling down beside the cot so that their faces were almost level. She reached out and began to idly draw her fingers over Azula’s flat tummy in gentle circles. Same as before, her fingertips just barely ghosted over the princess’ sensitive skin. Azula breathed in deep, unable to escape the sensation. Infuriatingly, she noted that the Earth Kingdom girl was wearing a tiny grin.

“I’m not interested in revenge.” Suki answered after a moment. “It’s unbecoming of a Kyoshi warrior. What I am interested in is how long you can handle me before…”

Suki’s voice trailed off and the look on her face told Azula it was intentional. The Fire Nation princess offered a frown in return. 

“Before what?”

Suki’s grin curled into a smile. And Azula did not like the sparkle she saw in the girl’s eyes.

“Before I break you.”

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The sounds that were pouring out of Azula’s lips were quite pleasing, Suki had to admit. But the warmth, the softness, and the taste of Azula’s skin were even better.  

Suki gorged herself on the princess’ breasts, humble but sweet mounds of flesh that had been begging to be sucked and licked and devoured. Suki, the honorable warrior, could do nothing but oblige. She filled her mouth with Fire Nation teat, her lips closing around a hard, pink nipple and suckling with abandon. She lashed her tongue against both of the warm, delicious peaks, humming as the delectable flavor settled in her hungry mouth.

All the while, Azula writhed beneath her, squirming upon the narrow cot, struggling against her bindings. But it was in vain. The princess could not escape Suki’s touch. All Azula could do was whimper and whine like a helpless maiden. But Suki knew the truth. Azula was no maiden. She was a naughty little bitch. And she deserved this.

“This is… it’s sick! It’s cruel!” Azula cried out, still struggling against the fabric that bound her wrists and ankles. Suki had to plant her hand atop the princess’ belly to keep her still.

The Kyoshi warrior slurped away from Azula’s breasts, kissing the crevice between them before she rose up. The hand she had on Azula’s belly, she ran in a small circle, and Suki enjoyed the softness and warmth of her prisoner’s skin.

“No more cruel than how you treated me.” Suki replied bluntly.

Azula, breathless and red-faced, scowled up at her captor. Her eyes shot down to the hand Suki had set upon her tummy. Azula let loose a frustrated sigh. She shot Suki with an accusing look.

“You would defile a helpless princess?”

“Yes.” Suki’s response was cool and quick. So much so that the Fire Nation princess blinked in shock, incredulous. A devious smile broke out across Suki’s face then. The warrior leaned forward a little, drumming her fingers gently against Azula’s stomach. “And I prefer my princesses helpless. It makes them so much sweeter.”

The next move was to prove her point. She slid her hand down Azula’s belly, her fingers slowly creeping towards the nexus between the princess’ legs. Sure enough, Suki found Azula wet. More than wet. Azula’s womanhood was soaking and heated like a furnace. Suki’s smile turned triumphant with the knowledge that the fiery princess quite enjoyed her bondage despite her claims to the contrary.

Without another word, Suki dipped two of her fingers into that molten honeypot. It was even hotter on the inside, soft like silk, and tight. Her digits glided into Azula’s folds, eased by the woman’s copious arousal. The castle gates were wide open. And Azula could do nothing but gasp and squirm. Helpless.

Sinking her fingers deeper into Azula’s cunt, Suki watched the princess come undone from her touch with a most pleased smile. She bumped her palm against Azula’s clitoris, humming sweetly as the heiress to the throne sucked in a gasp, bucking her hips against Suki’s molesting hand.

“Oh!” Azula squealed, her voice high and light. “Oh! Don’t! Please!”

Suki pursed her lips, feeling the girl’s insides tighten around her delving digits.

“You’re so wet.” The warrior breathed, her own voice barely above a whisper. “This doesn’t feel like a ‘don’t’.”

Suki noted the pleading look in Azula’s eyes, taking clear joy in how much the tables had turned in the last couple hours. She chuckled then and curled her fingers inside Azula’s soaking wet cunt.

Azula trembled around her, her back arching off the cot as a shuddering moan was ripped from her throat.

“Y-you’re evil!” The princess all but wailed. Her body fell back onto the bed, driving out a squeak and groan from the metal frame. The look in the poor thing’s eyes was somehow pitiful and furious at the same time. “You’re a wicked, vile fiend!”

Suki laughed again, a snorting cackle.

“That’s rich, coming from you. You should be grateful that I’m even trying to get you off. I could have just left you like this.” An evil smirk curled at Suki’s lips. Azula saw and the fury in her eyes was replaced with fear. It was like they both knew what Suki would do next. “As a matter of fact…”

Suki drew her fingers from Azula’s tight, wet cunt. It was a swift move, leaving the princess only with the chance to give a soft, pleading whine. Then the Kyoshi warrior stood, striding slowly towards the cell door.

“Hey!” Azula cried out, partly outraged - but even more out of desperation. “Wait just a damn moment! Get… get back here!”

Suki stopped just short of the cell door. She turned back to face the bound and helpless princess, wearing a small, gentle, mocking smile. She tapped her finger against her chin, as if she was in deep consideration. All the while, Azula could only fume upon the small cot.

“Yes?” Suki asked her innocently.

“Don’t give me that look. Finish what you started!” Azula seethed. She bucked her hips off the cot as if to make her point. 

Suki breathed in, slowly drawing back towards the cell cot.

“I don’t think you’re in any position to be making demands, princess. But perhaps if you asked nicely…”

As Suki drew nearer to the naked Azula, she could see the princess’ pussy. Those silken lips were glistening, yearning for Suki’s touch again. The Kyoshi warrior was eager to dip back in, she was. But Azula needed to beg for it first.

The princess looked aghast at the prospect of lowering herself to such humiliation. Her face was now flushed red, the result of something far more than mere arousal. Azula huffed, turning her eyes away from the warrior standing over her.

“This… this is…” Azula sputtered, shaking her head. “I would have never done this to you. You evil bitch.”

Suki planted her hands on her hips, still smirking.

“And you would have never broken me. So what’s it going to be, princess?”

Azula gave a defeated sigh, turning back to glower up at her captor. There was anger there in her eyes, Suki could see. But the Kyoshi warrior couldn’t see any fight left. When it came between her dignity and her ecstasy, the Princess of the Fire Nation was going to choose her ecstasy.

She didn’t answer immediately. It seemed as though she was working up the nerve for it. For a long moment, all Azula did was breath. And Suki watched without complaint, finding enjoyment in watching the bound woman’s bare breasts rise and fall, rise and fall, rise and fall. It was quite the engaging vision.

Then came the moment of truth. Azula let out a long, frustrated groan, throwing her head back onto the mattress.

“Fine!” She snarled, shooting a heated glare up at Suki. Her silky, black hair had become rather unkempt and wild, and seeing her fiery eyes through those dark bangs stirred up something fierce within Suki. She always had a thing for crazy chicks. “You win, okay! Please! Please, make me cum!”

Suki had won. There was elation and triumph blossoming within, fluttering through her belly and her heart. But she did not let it show on her face. Only a small smile. And the tapping of a finger against her lips.

“Hmm. I don’t know…”

“Please!” Azula cried again, writhing wildly against her bonds. “I’m begging you!”

There it was. The magic word. The final victory.

Suki was most pleased.

The Kyoshi warrior gave a soft chuckle and made the final approach towards the very naked, very willing princess. And as she did, she plucked something off the stone floor. The long, thick dildo made of carved ivory. Suki held it in her hands, inspecting the work of art with a degree of reverence. How had she taken the damn thing so deep into her pussy, Suki wondered. But she didn’t dwell too much on that.

The real question was: how deep could Azula take it?

Suki stood over her prey with the ivory cock in hand. Azula stared at the toy, apprehensive… and excited as well.

“Alright.” Suki told the naked princess, touching Azula’s belly with the mock-manhood. She smirked as she watched Azula breathe in, a look of unease filling the prisoner’s eyes. “Just remember. You did beg for it.”

Suki wasted not one more word. She descended upon her beautiful, naked prisoner. And the dungeon was once more filled with the exquisite sounds of lustful moans and sweet screams as Suki inflicted upon Azula her most pleasing of punishments.

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