Fire Lord's Prisoner

Note: This is set during the third part of "Sozin's Comet": Into the Inferno, where Zuko challenges Azula. This is an AU, where Azula never went crazy.

Azula glanced up at the sky that had been painted red by the arrival of Sozin's Comet. As she knelt on the ground preparing to be coronated as Fire Lord she knew that, hundreds of miles away, her father was battling the Avatar - and winning. But as she stared up at the sky, she noticed something peculiar, and it was heading towards her and her guards.

After a few moments, she recognized the white dot as the flying bison that the Avatar and his friends traveled on. However, the Avatar was not riding the bison - she could only see her brother, Zuko, and the Southern Water Tribe peasant known as Katara.

Her brother stood up and said "Sorry, Azula - but you're not going to become Fire Lord today." He paused to jump off the bison and face his sister directly. "I am."

"Oh, poor, confused, Zuzu. Do you have any clue what you're doing?" she said in a mocking tone, still kneeling. What do you expect to do to me and all of my guards?"

Zuko didn't respond to her, instead getting into a position to attack. Katara jumped off the bison and stood by Zuko, also poised to attack.

"Zuko, use your logic - for once. You have yourself, a comet-enhanced firebender, and a waterbender, versus my two dozen comet-enchanced firebenders. It's quite obvious that you can't win." she said with a flick of her wrist, signaling her guards to surround the intruders.

"I challenge you to Agni Kai, Azula!" Zuko shouted dramtically. He was intent on a fair fight, however, the guards surrounding him and Katara did not move.

"Unfortunately, brother, I'm a little busy becoming Fire Lord. Perhaps some other time." she chuckled. "Now, Zuzu, I'm going to give you two choices - you can still try and fight me, and be incinerated by my guards - or, you can sit and watch my coronation, and later become a prisoner of the Fire Nation. You're choice."

Zuko created a small flame in his hand, intent on attacking the guards surrounding him, but, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Katara disappear suddenly. He looked behind him to see that she had been kidnapped Azula's Dai Li agents.

"Now Zuko, be nice. If you stay and become my prisoner, she might just live." Azula knew that Zuko wouldn't allow Katara to die. With a sigh of defeat, Zuko kneeled to the floor and watched as Azula became took his rightful place on the throne.

***

Zuko awoke in a damp prison cell. He was shocked for a few seconds when he realized he was bound to the ground on all fours, and could only partially move his face. The last thing he remembered was Azula's coronation ending, and her taking him prisoner. She surely had some sick ideas up her sleeve.

When he heard the sound of footsteps, Zuko looked forward - though there weren't many other places for him to look - and saw Azula walk through the doors of his cell, wearing her sleeping gown. "Hello, Zuzu."

"What did you do with Katara!?" he shouted fiercely as Azula tried to contain a chuckle. "What's so funny!?"

"Oh, you're so funny when you try to act in control, brother." she said, laughing. She circled around him and laughed at all of his bounds as she repeatedly kicked him in the chest, knowing he could not defend himself.

Zuko tried to refrain from screaming in pain - Azula had a mean kick - but he ended up doing it anyway. When he did, Azula stopped kicking him, crouched down to his face, and looked him right in the eye. "Shut up, you worthless peasant!" she shouted as she slapped him across the face.

Azula angrily took a large ball gag out of her nightgown and placed it around Zuko's head so she would no longer hear his screams. The moment she did, he began yelling furiously, though she only heard quited, muffled sounds. "That's better." she said with a smirk.

The new Fire Lord threw off her nightgown, wearing only a bright red pair of panties and a bra. She stood in front of Zuko, turning around to give him a view of all her assets. "You like?"

Zuko made many muffled noises, likely screams of protests, but Azula ignored them. She strutted towards her brother and crouched down, putting her boobs and his eye level. She pushed them together and toward his face, smothering him with them.

With one hand behind her back, she undid her scarlet bra, letting it drop to the floor by her feet, and she once again pushed boobs against Zuko's face. She could hear his muffled screams, and knew he was close to passing out - his face moved erratically, though it could only move so far.

Azula took a step back, allowing Zuko to breathe - though only through his nose. Already crouched, Azula sank a little closer to the floor to see under Zuko's face. And she saw just what she wanted.

Azula got on her knees, her butt raised in the air, and slowly crawled between Zuko and the floor. Her butt rubbed against the bottom of his face, but she was too focused on one thing to notice.

Azula suddenly grabbed her brother's throbbing erection, evoking a shock of pleasure throughout his body. "You like that, don't you Zuzu?" she said tauntingly. He made more muffled screams, but his body shook with pleasure as Azula ran her hand up and down his throbbing member.

After a few seconds, Azula stopped with a satisfied look on her face. She crawled back out from under Zuko and stood up straight looking directly at him. "Wow, you really are a sick freak - getting turned on by your own sister?" she mocked. Zuko closed his eyes and tried to tune her out as she continued to hit his nerves.

The Fire Lord delivered a quick smack to his face. "Open your eyes, peasant." Zuko complied, and Azula knew that she had total control. To prove this to her slave, she turned around with her butt extended towards Zuko and pushed backwards, her perfect ass quickly connecting with her prisoner's face.

Azula rubbed her ass all over Zuko's face as she moaned with pleasure. She could tell that his muffled protests had stopped - he was certainly enjoying this. Armed with that knowledge, Azula went to strike a nerve again.

"I'm sure you like this, brother," she said, with an emphasis on the last word. "I've seen you staring at my ass all the time." She withdrew her ass and turned around momentarily. "What, no protests?" Zuko only hung his head in shame. "Well, if you won't talk..." Azula removed the ball gag from Zuko.

She turned around and placed her ass nearly half an inch from Zuko's face, and remained there. "Kiss it, Zuzu. You know you want to." Zuko felt ashamed - he DID want to, but didn't want to admit it. He leaned in as much as he could and kissed her left butt check, and then her right, and then her left again.

"Oh, my, someone's frisky today." she mocked. "Tongue out, now." Zuko complied as Azula pushed the last half an inch toward Zuko's face. "Now lick, peasant! LICK!" Zuko licked her ass repeatedly as she moved it all across his face.

"Stop." Zuko withdrew his tongue, however, Azula's ass kept moving across his face. The captive heard a slight rumble before he felt a warm blast protrude from Azula's ass. "Sniff." she ordered simply. Zuko did as he was told, and took a heary sniff of Azula's fart. It aroused him even more, and he didn't think he could get much harder.

Azula continued farting in her captive's face, moaning all the while as she heard him deeply inhale each one. She knew he could hardly breath, and she loved it that way. She had complete and total control...