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Down, Down, To Your Knees - Azula reward story
🕑 Added 2021-04-15 04:03:01 +0000 UTCAzula loved how her body looked by the flicker of candlelight. Loved how her clothes hanging barely on her body was such a grand and sweet joy she could indulge in the sight of. A grand mirror in her bedroom let her stare at herself while still taking in the way the men standing behind her could marvel at her reflection. Being stared at was nice. Staring at herself with all the appreciation she knew she deserved was even better. But staring at herself while other people admired her from behind, soaking in her own beauty but also the reverent stares from those whose eyes could not keep to themselves? Transcendent. There was nothing greater, nothing more satisfying.
"Am I beautiful?" she asked. She let her clothes slip a little more. she didn't know these men's names. She didn't care to know them. They stood in her chambers, chosen only because she had demanded men gifted with big cocks. Virile men. Men who could satisfy her in the most carnal of ways. She didn't care about anything else. Didn't want to.
"Yes, princess," they both said. They feared getting thrown into the dungeon if they didn't give her exactly what she wanted. The men knew their place here. Knew their duty. Azula's appetites were well known and they were a threatening, fearsome thing they were going to need to do their best to deal with.
With a confident smile and a rumbling desire to embrace the deeper, more drastic depravities soon to take her, she let her robes drop lower, unveiling her gorgeous breasts and her taut, fit body. "You are both about to enjoy the greatest privilege of any men in the Fire Kingdom," she said. "You will fuck me, cum in my holes, and then you will leave. You have been deemed worthy of having sex with Princess Azula, and you had best appreciate this opportunity.
Finally, her clothes the floor. The whole of her luscious form turned around to face them, hands reaching out and pushing against both men's chests as she walked toward her bed and dragged them with her. Ty Lee and Mai both watched from afar, sitting back and indulging in Azula's demands. She wanted an audience, and their need to perform that role was demanding and harsh enough in its forward pressure that she was going to need to abandon everything to it. Azula demanded as much.
One the men lay on his back, his eyes wide as the forward push and the greedy attention from Azula expressed every reckless show of hunger and wickedness that could carry her so shamelessly forward. The men were both naked, and Azula grabbed hold of the cock before her like he was a plaything belonging to her. He may as well have been for how much esteem she held him in. She barely even stroked him, simply gripping his shaft with a harsh, sturdy desire to make him submit to her will, eyes staring him down as she pulled her forward.
"The best use for men is to simply ride them until they break," she said, biting her lip. "Let's see if the two of you can last longer than the last pair of men I called on for this task." She wasn't going to ride them that long. Not tonight. But a time would come where she was that hungry. Azula was ready to go through men without a care for their dignity, all in the name of finding the pleasures she desired.
The other man came up from behind her, grabbing hold of her ass and groping it. "We'll do our part, princess," he growled, ready to push forward and live up to her every wicked and deranged desire. Azula was a chaotic mess of a girl, and if they didn't tread lightly, he both of them would be locked up for it. "We'll fuck you senseless."
"Don't make me promises you aren't ready to keep," she said, pressing her ass back against his lap, grinding against his cock while stroking the one already in her hands. "But maybe you can." She shifted about in her position, resting her mound right over the cock she continued to touch, rubbing his tip against her slit. "You're both so well endowed. I hope you can prove yourselves." Biting her lip and bracing herself for what was to come, she gave herself a nice, hard push down onto the dick, head rolling back and the senseless, dizzy fevers taking hold of her as she allowed pleasure to sweep across her.
Impaling herself down onto the cock, she let out a wild gasp, motioning with her hips in wild gestures as reckless and desperate as she could muster. The man behind her understood, clumsily driving his cock into her ass and winding up for the throbbing dizziness and desperate pressure of throwing everything away. He wanted to let it all go, embracing a chaos and a fever he needed to allow himself. His cock sank into the princess's snug hole, stretching her ass and filling her with a burning, imposing desperation that needed to express itself as fully and as thoroughly as he could muster. There was no restraint behind this mess. Only forward, reckless adoration, a pleasure and a passion that didn't need a moment of care, didn't want a second of calm.
"Yes, boys, fuck me!" Azula gasped, head rolling back as the cackling passions washed over her, as she threw herself into a messy back and forth divorced from sense and built on the strung-out joy of letting this all go. The sensation of fullness hit her immediately, everything she needed most surging across her body and bringing a grounded, shaky certainty that she didn't really know how to fight off. There was so much to try and soak in here, so many feelings that Azula had come to see as her right. Having her holes stuffed full of big cocks may have seemed like a minor one, but for a woman who only really cared about getting what she wanted, this was a pleasure she felt due.
The sturdy, ferocious thrusts into her holes lit Azula up with all the reckless pleasure and passion she needed most, her body in a reckless state of heaving desire. The men did their parts. They felt like they had to. As Azula looked down in the eyes of the man she rode, she had a look of crazed panic, a heat and a wickedness that could have made any man wince in utter terror. Pleasing her was their utmost priority, inspiring the bucking of hips that did their best to chase after these pressures and confusions. The pleasure invoked a sensation of pure terror, a potent fear that served the exact sort of pressure that she wanted to apply to them. These men were here to satisfy Azula, and that task their only priority, the only purpose they had. They could serve her, or they would learn the hard way what the cost of failure could be.
"You feel amazing, princess," the man behind her groaned. He tried buttering her up, his hands reaching up from behind, grasping her breasts and adding on to the pleasure, toying with her nipples under his steady fingertips. "So tight. So pristine." Yes, he was shameless in how he sucked up. No, he didn't care. He needed to appease her in any way he could, and he threw himself into the chaos and the hope of sating her every wicked desire, indulgence pushing his hips faster and needier forward, chasing the frenzied chaos and the panic of giving her everything she craved as hard ahs he could.
"Flattery will get you everywhere," Azula moaned, her head rolling back, bottom lip snug between her teeth. She continued heaving back and forth, allowing the pleasure to push her further along, consumed by a desire to give in and a chance to be taken. "You men are here to please me. The more you can make your case, the more you'll find yourselves rewarded." She stared down at the man below her, hands tracing along his strong chest, but gesturing up occasionally toward his throat. "What do you have to say?"
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on."
Was the compliment a coerced, terrified expression of admiration given under threat of reprisal? Absolutely. But Azula had no reason to care why she was being complimented. A woman as powerful as her was rightly feared, and she knew that nobody would ever truly speak to her as an equal. She was their better in all ways. Beautiful. Fierce. Brilliant. She simply had to coax the responses out of them, had to get them to say to her the things she already knew to be true, lest they be too scared to say them themselves. These demented ideas ruled her, pushed her through every action she did and every depraved, twisted rush of desire and hunger taking her.
The crash of bodies heaving against one another with noisy fever brought Azula into the environment she needed to be in, throwing everything into wild disarray and indulging in the chaos messier and harsher. She was in her element here, embracing the strange desperation and the dizziness of something that continued to rip her apart. Azula felt so full, her holes stretched in the best of ways by the big dicks that continued to use her. Her hips moved with determined fever and a passion that continued to bring her all the benefits she needed, remaining certain of the pleasures that came with this, knowing she was getting closer to joy with each push.
"More!" she gasped. "Fuck me harder. Your cocks are just what I need. "They pushed in so deep, hitting the spot just right and bringing her a deeper satisfaction that she continued to throw herself into with little care for what was going on here. She could handle it. She was a big girl, capable of taking on the worst these men could give her. Big dicks weren't a challenge, only pleasure. Only satisfaction. Their thrusts gave her plenty to deal with, but the sensation of being stretched and stuffed too full of dick to think clearly was only satisfaction for her, and she pursued it without sense or control. "Fuck me if you want to keep your heads on your shoulders!"
A little good-natured threatening was a good way to motivate them. Their hips hastened, both men pushing on to satisfy her as quickly as they could. Azula's potent threat hung over them, and without any clear idea how to deal with it, they were ready to throw themselves into a mess of utter panic. They didn't know if she was serious or not. It didn't matter. She milked their fear to keep them hammering into her, and even if they didn't know if they could trust, there was no arguing that it felt amazing. That her incredibly snug holes didn't bring them a satisfaction much too enduring and tight for them to not give in to it. it felt amazing, they just wished she wasn't so genuinely fucking unhinged.
But in the wake of sensation sweeping up through her, it didn't matter. Azula felt the eruption of cum into her holes, listened to the men groan and buck and throw themselves into the heights of pure chaos and satisfaction. Their hips slammed forward, each shove pumping a bit more jizz into her while she twisted about in the state of gooey delirium that formed the very backbone of every depraved and senseless throb of pleasure she needed. Azula was a desperate wreck throwing herself into wild surrender, and she knew she was only feeling better and hotter as she shoved forward. Her spine arched back, her own orgasm burning through her and bringing her the kind of indecent satisfaction that made all these depraved efforts worth it.
Rocking back and forth in dizzy joy and a heaving, drunken delight, Azula let the warmth linger upon her, let the cocks remain buried inside of her as she twisted about in a state of wild delight, a delirium too wanton and too shameless for her to act like she could pretend she didn't crave it all. Satisfaction shivered through Azula, and she found herself feeling so remarkably senseless, the chaos and the pleasure was absolutely relentless, and she wanted to keep pushing on for more.
Which involved getting these men off of her.
"Pull out. My girls need to do their job." Azula's tongue dragged along her lips in reckless indulgence, a pleasure and excitement coming to her with slow sweeps of indulgence and heat, the pleasure that she craved above all else. she wanted it, and she was happy now to push on and seize her desires. Azula wanted them to give her what she wanted, and that meant looking toward Ty Lee and Mai, expecting them to come serve her.
They knew their part. Ty Le had a big smile on her face. Mai looked much less eager, eyes narrow and a sluggish push forward marking the way she advanced toward this weirdness, trying to do her best to deal now with the utter insanity of what Azula demanded. It was the same old story as they had been involved in plenty of times before. Azula loved having hung men fuck her, but then she insisted that her 'closest friends' came in and clean up after them, and as the men pulled out of her holes, she was ready and completely on offer now for pure madness. There was something spectacular to give up to, the pleasure staring on without much sense to it, but that was fine by her.
Mai went under, slipping below Azula and bringing her lips against her pussy, Ty Lee came up from above and shoved her face into Azula's ass in turn. Both knew their duties and knew what would be asked of them, but unlike the men, they had no concern about reprisal. They acted in service to Azula out of care and respect, their tongues pushing forward to begin cleaning her holes out with complete obedience. Cleaning the princess out was important, but so was making her feel good, their efforts pushing just that little bit harder forward with the decision to service her and bring her even more pleasure to enjoy in the process.
Down below, Mai rode out a very reserved pace to eating Azula out, her tongue moving with intentional, broad sweeps against her pussy, diving in to it and lapping at her sensitive inner walls. They quivered under her touch, every push forward bringing her a deeper satisfaction and a desire to continue to indulge. Her methodical approach was one that Azula responded well to, thighs pressing down against her head and her hips grinding against her with the utmost pressure and pleasure. Azula demanded it harder, clit rubbing up against Mai's nose, but Mai remained tense, remained committed to doing things at her own pace no matter how demanding or how forward the push imposing itself upon her was.
Ty Lee took the opposite approach. She dove in to Azula's ass and devoured her with the most ferocious and most chaotic attempt to bring her pleasure that she could muster. Every sweep and caress of her tongue brought on pure chaos, showing off a desire to ride this out with little sense of calm or clarity. She was committed to something much too forward and much too direct to let such petty things as restraint get in her way. Rubbing her face into the cheeks and slobbering on her loosened up pucker, Ty Lee let her enthusiasm shine through in the show of pure fever, a need and a hunger that all came across with little clarity or calm to it at all. she was happy to keep pushing, knowing she could milk the situation for everything she wanted and knowing that absolutely nothing stood in her way as she threw herself into this.
The men watched in awe as Azula pulled her girls in to tend to her. The sight of the women cleaning out the holes they had just fucked, eating their cum from her, was a good way to stir their cocks to life immediately. They watched, smiles brightening, the arousal coming in sweeps of raw excitement as they sloppy oral service brought on a spectacular rush of pure shamelessness. There wasn't a shred of sense here. One of them reached for his cock to 'admire the view', but Azula sharply called out to him. "Don't you waste a single stroke! Hands off your cocks. You will use my holes and nothing else." The sharp response caught them by surprise, and they realized the increasing confusion and surprise that kept them completely locked down.
Azula's body heaved quicker about, grinding her ass back against Ty Lee's face and pinning Mai's head to the bed, pushing on hungrier to use them both, to throw everything into a state of reckless brilliance. Azula received the treatment she wanted. The worship. Their tongues mined the cum out of her, and with her body jerking about faster back and forth, the tireless passions continued to rip through Azula. She had the men wrapped around her finger and her friends ready to clean up after her. The pleasure was there, hot and shameless and adding up to a passion. There was no holding back the insatiable joys that consumed Azula, as she threw herself deep into the overblown joy of another orgasm, a climax shivering its way through her with wicked fever and a pleasure she didn't try to fight.
"More!" she shouted as she came, throwing her head back and thrashing under the wild, dizzy weight of satisfaction, a pleasure and a passion she didn't need to do anything but accept fully. Her body was ready, and she thrashed back and forth under the weight of the senseless passions it brought. she knew that this was in every way the height of the shameless decadence she craved. Her body shuddered in delight as she made a few more motions to grind against their faces before finally shooing the girls back. Rolling onto her back, she eyed the men, commanding them forward. "Swap holes this time," she said, and without complaint or hesitation, the men climbed onto the bed to give Azula precisely what she craved.
