Subjugating Kyoshi

Two years after that fateful day where he'd taken his sister and her friends and made them his, Zuko was quite happy with how things were going. Not all of it was proceeding according to plan, at least on the war front, but his more personal endeavors were exceeding even his greatest expectations.

The ignorant, uneducated, and misinformed called it the Royal Harem. Zuko knew it was so much more than that though. Yes, he'd taken a multitude of mistresses and yes, he'd gone out of his way to knock the majority of them up by this point… more than once. With Ty Lee's numerous flexible sisters, as well as her acrobat of a mother brought in, Zuko had had quite a lot of fun showing the Circus Performers how to properly pleasure the Fire Lord.

Meanwhile, breaking Lady Michi's pride had been a true treat. Mai's mother was more aware of what manners one should have at court… but she'd also been a bit more resistant to his advances, at first. Once Zuko had shown her he was not a spoiled child, but instead her right and powerful Fire Lord… well, the Lady had spread her legs willingly enough and a year later, she'd given birth to a son named Tom-Tom, her husband no more the wiser on that front.

Meanwhile, Ty Lee's mother had given birth to a son named Ty Zu, and Kya had had another son that she'd named Hato. He was dark, like his mother, but he had Zuko's eyes and facial structure, leaving the young Fire Lord to look on him with pride. At the same time, Ty Lee had had twin daughters, and Mai and Azula had had a daughter apiece.

Of course, regardless of how strong, powerful, and virile Zuko was… he couldn't do it all. In truth, he didn't want to do it all. His libido was greater than most to be sure, and he certainly enjoyed showing his subjects their place. But to make his plan work properly, he'd had to bring in another male. Thus, a young firebender named Kei Lo had become Zuko's first Royal Stud.

The boy was handpicked of course, and he'd already gotten a couple of Ty Lee's sisters. Zuko would probably never let anyone but himself touch his mother or his sister or even Kya, who'd captured such a close place in his heart in comparison to the others… but he also recognized this his plans would need more than one cock in more than one cunt if they were to be sped up properly.

With more than enough children from nearly all walks of life in the Fire Nation, Zuko turned his so-called 'Royal harem' towards other pursuits as well. He kept the majority of it secret. Ty Lee's sisters were formed into an elite Chi-Blocking Unit, and given a batch of Fire Nation troops, carefully indoctrinated to be loyal to him and him alone. They would train them in their ways.

Those ways were in turn vastly improved by Azula hypothesizing that reversing Chi Blocking could enhance a person's bending and vitality. Mai, meanwhile, proved herself to be quite the close pervert by suggesting that the same techniques the Chi Blockers used could in turn be used to induce pleasure and pain. A potential method of torture without causing any visible damage.

Zuko had rewarded the trio of girls in a number of ways. Ty Lee had been made the leader of the Ember Hands, her and her sister's new Chi Blocking Unit. He'd personally sponsored his sister with the great Piandao, making sure she got lessons in the art of the sword to make up for her deficiencies in bending. And finally, Mai had been given the power and authority to inspect and select particular individuals from the Fire Nation's armies. These individuals were pulled out of their posts to join specialized units and join him as his personal entourage and strike force.

It was one of those units that Kei Lo had been chosen from, and Zuko had been able to tell right off the bat that Mai had some feelings for the boy. That was why, when he'd gone ahead and give Ty Lee and Azula their OTHER rewards in the form of night-long fuckings for each of them, he'd instead arranged for Mai to have a night with Kei Lo for her other reward.

… The young woman had come back to him the night after and begged him to fuck her again as a show of loyalty, which he'd obliged her with. As far as he knew, Mai and Kei Lo were simply friends now, and the stoic Fire nation girl was more loyal to him than ever. It also seemed that, when compared, the first Royal Stud simply couldn't match up to their beloved Fire Lord, according to multiple accounts he'd received. Kei Lo was good… but he wasn't great.

That worked just fine for Zuko. While there would undoubtedly be more Royal Studs in the future, as Zuko continued to play around with breeding a new generation of utterly loyal, totally devoted personal servants… it was good to be on top, in all ways. The strongest firebender the Fire Nation had ever seen… the most virile Fire Lord it'd ever had… yes, these were things that Zuko's pride swelled at. He was a proud man, and he always would be. But he was also a proud father, and a loving one as well. He would not make the same mistakes as his father and grandfather. Not if he had anything to say about it.

Unfortunately, the war effort is not going quite as well as things closer to home. The blockade drained on the Fire Nation's resources, as Zuko had expected. However, Ba Sing Se's forces had never moved beyond their defensive perimeter, as he'd originally anticipated. It was hard to admit that he'd made a mistake. But in the privacy of his own thoughts, he could do so. He'd misjudged their strength of will, their courage. He hadn't thought them to be such cowards.

He'd ultimately started increasing raids on the Earth Nation's outlying villages, ending the peaceful takeovers that he'd initially planned. There were orders in place to let refugees flee however, and as more villages burned, only to be rebuilt for Fire Nation settlers, more and more of the Earth Nation's people flocked to the massive, walled-in city.

Despite Ba Sing Se's self-sustaining nature, it can not survive forever on a continuous influx of new refugees. Not unless it starts slaughtering them as they arrive, but Zuko is willing to bet on them not doing so. There are still those in the Fire Nation Army that don't agree with him of course. His orders have been questioned more than once, but in the end, Zuko's word is law.

Still, letting the villagers flee has indeed caused the decline in prisoners and conscripted labor force that his generals had warned him about. Zuko was aware of this, and alright with it. It fit within his parameters. In the end, the blockade was a stall and the raids were a feint. The city couldn't be taken by direct approach, which was why Zuko had ultimately decided to use his success in one area to bring himself success in the war as well.

With the influx of refugees going into Ba Sing Se growing and becoming an endless tide of destitute, homeless vagabonds, it would be incredibly easy to infiltrate the disorganized rabble of fleeing Earth Nation civilians. It would be just as easy to smuggle agents into the massive, walled city. And that was where he and his entourage would come in.

He wasn't taking anyone currently pregnant with him of course, nor was he taking anyone without combat ability. That still left several women to go on the tour he'd made arrangements for. The Fire Lord was going to be on the move for the first time in years, a grand occasion. Zuko had plans to inspect the colonies and the troop camps across the massive amount of land that the Fire Nation now controlled. In the midst of that, he also had plans to infiltrate Ba Sing Se. Only then would he be able to take the city from the inside with his own two hands.

That was just the kind of Fire Lord he was, in the end. Armies, weapons, fleets… those were one thing, and they had their place, to be sure. But if there was one thing Zuko held the most stock in, it was his own, personal power. His body was in peak physical health, and his bending was in top form. He trained daily, on top of all of his personal responsibilities, and he took on any challenge at any time. He'd won more than a few of his generals' respect that way, dealing with a naysayer quite viciously at one point, while listening and accepting genuine constructive criticism from another a moment later.

Yes. Everything is going according to plan… and the day is beginning to wane. Letting his thoughts drift away from the bigger picture, Zuko focuses himself on the present, and a sly smile spreads across his face as he slowly rises from his throne. The ever-present blue flames arrayed before his seat disappear, and the guards lining the room watch as he slips into his robe, covering his bared, muscular chest before departing.

They will be allowed to relax and leave five minutes after he's gone, so as to keep a sense of propriety and respect to the whole affair. Zuko doesn't truthfully care that much. He has an appointment to keep.

-x-X-x-

Lady Mishi blushes as the Fire Lord steps into the guest room he's assigned her whenever she's 'visiting' the Palace. His eyes rake up and down her form, and he lifts a brow questioningly. A moment later, the MILF-y older woman is stripping down. From experience, she knows that the Fire Lord is not to be questioned, nor is he to be disobeyed. The young man fucks his own mother on the regular, and he keeps a harem that honestly makes Mishi feel inadequate. It includes her own daughter as well.

And yet… and yet the boy who is most definitely not a boy in any of the ways that count, wants her for some particular reason. Standing before him naked, the MILF feels as if she's stripped herself of all her graces and titles, as she always does in this moment. The Fire Lord walks forward and Mishi… just Mishi, slowly descends to her knees. She happily opens her mouth to take his cock in between her lips. One hand closes around the top-knot atop her head, while the other caresses her cheek.

Mishi looks up into the Fire Lord's piercing eyes, but she never stops in her goal of bringing him pleasure. He's shown her exactly what her place in all of his plans is, more times than she can count. He's given her a beautiful son, and in turn she's spied on her husband for him, giving him all the ammunition to keep the man she'd married in line.

The betrayal had hurt at first, but sessions such as this one, as well as holding her newborn son in her arms, had only made that pain fade with time. Now, she was his in mind, body and soul. The Fire Lord had claimed her, and she wondered at times if he knew just how much she loved him… or if he simply expected it, as was his right as the ruler of the Fire Nation.

Regardless, Mishi was happy to bob up and down on his thick, throbbing prick, and she was happier still to take him down her throat as his hand on her cheek transferred to her hair as well. Gripping her harshly by her dark locks, Zuko grunts as he begins to thrust away into her esophagus, and Mishi chokes on his member in short order, involuntary tears springing to the corners of her eyes.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

The Fire Lord has others who can completely suppress their gag reflex. He has flexible circus freaks who can literally contort themselves into whatever shape he desires. He has women with bigger breasts, bigger buttocks, and wider hips then her as well. And yet, he still chooses to see her on the regular, her visits to the Palace disguised as visits to her daughter. Mai is a more public member of the Royal Harem, something that Mishi's husband and Mai's father is quite proud of, the simpering, doddering fool.

In the end, Mishi is by no means the greatest in the Fire Lord's harem of beauties. She accepts that though, accepts her place amongst the pack. And she accepts her place at the young Fire Lord's feet, turned into nothing more than a slutty whore by a man over a decade her junior. As his member pistons into her throat time and time again, the MILF happily fingers her sopping wet cunt right there on her knees, preparing her needy little pussy for his cock.

After another few moments of rough face-fucking, Zuko finally does pull back, his member slipping free of her lips with a slight pop. He holds her at arm's length for a moment and just looks at her, while Mishi looks up at him, doing her absolute best to convey her love, devotion, and adoration to the young Fire Lord. Cocking his head to the side, he grins and then gestures with that same head towards the bed, even as he finally releases her.

Mishi is quick to scramble on her hands and knees over to the large guest bed. Crawling up onto it, the beautiful, curvaceous MILF properly arranges herself and then lowers her top half, raising her ass up into the air in her Fire Lord's direction. She may not be the best of his whores, but she knew how to use what she had. While her tits were a lost cause, her ass and her hips were up there in size, and she made sure to properly sculpt what flesh she had on her lower half, to keep her form desirable to the young man even now approaching.

She knows she's still succeeding when he crawls onto the bed and immediately sinks his fingers into her up-turned ass. A guttural moan leaves Mishi's throat, and then his cock is sliding into her cunt without any further foreplay, and her eyes are rolling up in her head as she cums on the spot.

"A-Ah! F-Fire Lord, t-thank you! Thank you for your c-coooock!"

Zuko's only response is a grunt… and a speed up. Mishi can't help but smile, even as she cries out in pleasure from his rapid firing thrusts. She knew he loved it when she complimented him, when she thanked him. And she loved it to, she loved praising the young man who had shown her the true pleasure that could be gained from the more carnal delights.

She could still remember the fool she'd made of herself the first time that her daughter had lured her into the Fire Lord's bed. She could still remember the lessons that the young man had had to teach her, even as her daughter held her down and helped Zuko show her everything that she was missing. Mishi knew she'd been ridiculous back then, thinking for even one moment that she could disobey her Fire Lord. Now she knew better, and the pleasure she gained from their amazing, wonderful meetings only served to make her all the happier.

Zuko's thick, virile cock plunges in and out of her tightening cunt, and Mishi's tongue hangs out of her skull as a continuous moan drops from her mouth. She begins to think on her baby boy, on Zuko's child… and the possibility of him planting another one in her during this visit. She considers the pros and cons, and very quickly comes down on the side of it being a Very Good Thing. On the one hand, she'll have to have sex with her pathetic excuse for a husband for a few days to cover things up.

On the other, there's nothing in the world that beats being knocked up by the young, virile Fire Lord. The first time he'd bred her, she'd been showered in gifts, given under the guise of her being Mai's mother and Zuko being happy that another high-ranking Fire Nation noble was being born into the world. He'd treated her almost like a queen when they were alone together, and she'd never felt more desired.

Even now, she felt that same level of desire… but there was just something different in the young Fire Lord's demeanor, when one was pregnant with his child. She liked both versions of Zuko, liked the way he treated her when she was fertile but not pregnant, and she liked the way he treated her when she was swelled up like a balloon.

Either way, she could tell he was getting closer now, his thrusts becoming more erratic and haphazard with each passing moment. Meanwhile, Mishi had cum around his cock a good three to four times already, and even lost in her thoughts as she's allowed herself to become, she's still moaning loudly and bouncing her hips back against his thrusting prick, even as her pussy walls tighten rhythmically all up and down his length.

He cums inside of her, filling her womb with his seed, and the MILF lets out one final cry before slumping forward onto the bed prone, exhausted, his cum ultimately dripping from her freshly fucked pussy lips as he pulls out of her. As Mishi does her best to recover, the Fire Lord in turn flops down beside her, chuckling darkly and running his hand over the curve of her ass and her hip.

He'll be moving on soon, probably to her back door. Mishi finds herself filled with a mix of trepidation and anticipation as she usually is, but before anything can truly happen, the door suddenly opens and they're interrupted by a woman that fills the noblewoman with a fair bit of jealousy.

"M-Master… I apologize for interrupting, but I've just received a letter from my children. It… it will concern you greatly, I believe."

Kya's voice fills the air, even as the dark-skinned water tribe slave falls to her knees. She's dressed in skimpy but extravagant material, and despite technically being a slave, she's almost seen as an advisor to the Fire Lord these days, due to how closely he keeps her to him. As such, Mishi isn't truly surprised when the young man leaves her bed to approach the letter proffered up by the dusky beauty. He takes it from her and reads quickly, and then he and Kya are leaving the room and Mishi flops onto her back to watch them go.

Well, she'd gotten one load inside of her, hadn't she? In the end, the MILF really couldn't complain. Slowly, her hands move down her naked, sweat-covered body, and she eventually reaches her cum-stuffed cunt as she begins to finger herself, while intermittently scooping out his seed to eat the delicious, sticky white substance. It was not her place to demand satisfaction. It was only her place to give it. She had faith that the Fire Lord would make use of her again, eventually.

-x-X-x-

Zuko frowns as he stalks down the hall of the Palace, letter still in hand. Kya keeps pace with him easily, the beautiful water tribe woman maintaining not only her gorgeous figure, but also her strength and stamina, ever since he'd told her some of his plans regarding the children she'd birthed from his seed. She'd need to be in tip top shape to teach them all waterbending.

"Master… what are you going to do?"

Kya's words are quiet, but they reach his ear nonetheless. Zuko's frown only deepens, even as he considers the contents of the letter in his grasp. His slave's two older children had written to her, as they were wont to do. However, it was the contents of the letter that were cause for alarm… and enthrallment. Somehow, the two people in this world that he'd sworn to protect for his lovely slave had managed to find the Avatar.

Their letter didn't detail such in so many words, they were smart enough not to say it outright… but they were dumb enough to include two small facts that got Zuko's heart racing with glee. Airbender… and female. There was only one airbender left. And to hear that the Avatar that had been lost for over a century now had resurfaced as a teenage girl the same age as both him and Kya's eldest two children… oh, this was too good to be true.

However, that was the good news. The bad news was that Captain Zhao, that idiot he'd exiled, had apparently managed to happen upon the trio almost immediately after they'd met up. Zhao's luck was positively ridiculous in this instance, and more than a little troublesome. There was only one thing Zuko could do now, since he couldn't actually recall Zhao without looking particularly weak.

Ah, but Kya was still waiting for an answer, even as only a few seconds had passed since she spoke. Smirking, Zuko looks over into his dusky skinned slave's worried gaze.

"What do you think, Kya? I'm going to fulfill my promise to you. We're leaving on the tour early. First stop? There's only one place I know for sure the Avatar will eventually turn up. Can you guess it, my dear?"

Kya's lips turn down into a contemplative frown and her brow furrows for a moment, before suddenly her eyes go wide as a light seems to flicker on in her noggin.

"Kyoshi Island! The Avatar is a child, according to my daughter's letter. They'll be going there eventually, to learn more, won't they?"

Zuko smirks and nods. It's perfect, in the end. He'd been meaning to go to Kyoshi Island independently, eventually. After all, the island, while peaceful, had something that the young Fire Lord wanted quite dearly. And he wasn't going to be leaving without both it and the Avatar in his grasp…

-x-X-x-

"Control yourself, Suki. Control yourself and control your warriors. Lest you doom us all."

The female warrior's nostrils flare as she squeezes her eyes shut. Her hands clutch at the front of her armored skirt, kneeling as she is before the village leader, Oyaji. The old man served as the local judge of their village, as well as a sort of oversee to the Kyoshi Warriors. In truth, it was she who led that very same group, but in the end she did defer to his wisdom and judgement, as she was forced to do now.

It didn't make it right though, and she told the village leader as much through her clenched teeth. Oyaji looks sad as he lets out a tired sigh and ultimately, agrees with her while at the same time berating her.

"No, it's not right. We know what crimes the Fire Nation has committed. Even if one does not blame the child for the sins of their father and grandfather… this new Fire Lord, Fire Lord Zuko… he's done plenty of damage to the Earth Nation, all on his lonesome. But we have long been neutral in the Hundred Year War, left out of the fighting due to our isolation and lack of strategic value. It is best if we can keep it that way. Especially since… well, you know."

She did know. There was a veritable fleet of Fire Nation ships surrounding Kyoshi Island. The Fire Lord himself had arrived on their shores, and he had not come alone. He'd brought a damnable entourage, which to be fair, one should probably expect when one is dealing with the Fire Lord. Suki just wasn't expecting to HAVE to deal with the man!

This far removed from the war, there'd only been second hand information passed by merchants… but it'd been enough to paint the picture. Zuko was no different from his father nor his grandfather, at least in her eyes. And yet… and yet the new Fire Lord wasn't actually there to invade Kyoshi! At least, that's what the guy said. It didn't make any sense, but the armies of firebenders undoubtedly housed on the fleet surrounding the island had, by in large, not actually stepped off their ships.

Instead, it'd been the Fire Lord and a small cadre of women and guards who had come into the village. And to top it all off, the Fire Nation sovereign was acting more like a damn tourist than a conquering Fire Lord. It was working too. The people of the island were being won over by his natural charm and handsome looks. Much to Suki's unending frustration, his seeming interest in the customs and cuisine of their island, as well as his observed interactions with his own people were drawing people in and swaying minds all over the place.

She'd even caught a few of her girls, her WARRIORS gossiping about his good looks and just how amazing he had to be in bed in order to corral so many beautiful women. To say Suki had been displeased to overhear that particular conversation would be an understatement. At this point, it felt like Oyaji and her were the only sane people left in the village… but in the end, the elderly village leader was right and Suki knew it deep down inside.

Letting out a low sigh, the young woman bows her head and finally answers the old man sitting across from her.

"I understand, village leader. I will… give the Fire Lord the respect he deserves."

Oyaji is no fool. He looks at her with a glim eye and snorts.

"That's what I'm afraid of my dear."

He knows her better than she cares to admit, even as she finds herself smiling back at him.

-x-X-x-

The next day, Zuko walks into the room as Suki is leading her warriors through their morning katas. The Fire Lord doesn't come along, but he does leave behind the actual guards he'd been seen with days before. Instead, the only ones with him are a group of similar looking women, close enough to look like sisters as they file in after the young Fire Lord.

Suki immediately calls for a halt to their practice, even as she looks to the Fire Nation sovereign standing in their dojo. It makes her sick, having him here. But there's nothing she can do about it. Carefully, Suki bows, though she does not go all the way down to her waist. Her girls follow her example, with a few going lower than need be, much to her consternation.

"Fire Lord Zuko. Welcome to our humble dojo."

"Suki, isn't it? I'm told you're the leader of these lovely ladies."

Many of her warriors blush prettily at that, while Suki bristles. Before she can say a word however, Zuko grins at her and corrects himself.

"Ah, apologies. Not ladies… warriors. Warriors one and all. A wonderful sight, to be sure. I'm quite the fan of femme fatales, as it so happens."

Now there's tittering among the girls that Suki is supposed to be leading. Biting back on a growl that threatens to leave her throat, Suki plasters a smirk on her face and decides right then and there to throw any pretense of respect out the window. There's only one thing she feels she can do at this point, one way that she can confront the young Fire Lord, and perhaps teach him a lesson about respect.

"Is that so, Fire Lord? That's good to hear. I'd been hoping you'd consent to a spar. I'm sure you'll have no problem fighting a warrior, such as myself?"

She'd hoped to at least throw him off a bit. He wasn't unbeatable, he couldn't be. After all, they were the same age, or at the very least, close to it. He'd had the same amount of time as her to learn to fight, to hone his body into a weapon as she'd honed hers. His bending was an undeniable advantage… but if there was one thing a Kyoshi Warrior knew how to do, it was how to adapt and overcome.

"Excellent! I'll need to change into the garb though, yes? Do you have a spare uniform that will fit me for our spar?"

And that right there is where the young Fire Lord outright derails her. It was supposed to be her next demand, but he'd preempted her entirely. Instead of her throwing him off, he'd turned it around on her. She finds herself in a bit of a daze as she orders one of the girls to show him to a changing room, the Kyoshi warrior outfit already set up for him there. She'd thought the chances of him agreeing slim but worth prepping anyways. Now though… now he'd just up and suggested it.

The girls that Zuko has brought along with him move off to the side, talking among themselves as they wait for his return. Eventually, the Fire Lord comes back out and Suki's breath hitches as she stares at the young man, dressed in their garb. It's… it's not right. But for some reason, it's also kind of hot. Happy to be wearing her white face paint, Suki does her best to tamp down on the blush trying to spread across her cheeks. Wiping away all emotion, the leader of the Kyoshi Warriors moves into the center of the ring, even as she gestures for Zuko to do the same.

He moves to join her, stretching as he does so, moving his head side to side and working his legs back and forth. Biting her lower lip, Suki draws her fan. In response, the Fire Lord does the same, much to her shock and chagrin. Something of her consternation must have shown on her face then, or Zuko was simply guessing at her hidden feelings. Either way, the young man grins and lifts a brow as he falls into a stance he could only have seen for a second when they'd first entered and caught her and her warriors doing their katas.

"Shall we begin?"

Bristling, Suki's eyes narrow as she glares daggers at the man. He's mocking her, her warriors, and everything they stand for. For that, she's going to break him, titles be damned.

"Let's."

And then she's rushing forward, and everything is a blur.

-x-X-x-

Zuko's nostrils flare as he smiles pleasantly. His foot rests in the back of the leader of the Kyoshi Warriors, the one they call Suki. The young woman was prone, and groaning from the veritable beating he'd just given her, in her own style no less. Training with fans… well, it'd mostly been a side thing. But Zuko was a prodigy, a savant. In the end, his 'side things' were mastered to a level most normal people could only hope to achieve in one skill throughout their lives.

That didn't mean Suki wasn't a good fighter though. The young woman had given it her all, and while he'd been in no danger of losing the spar, it hadn't been a cakewalk either. Chuckling softly, Zuko looks around the room at the rest of the Kyoshi Warriors. Most of them are blushing, and he can see that even with their white face paint on. Their gazes are filled with hunger, and Zuko takes a moment to look each of them in the eyes, watching more than one pair of knees wobble beneath their armored dresses.

His own garb is a bit sweaty by this point, but still quite freeing. He doesn't at all mind wearing the Kyoshi Warrior uniform, at least for a purpose such as this. Pants are usually nicer, but in this instance… well, his half-hard cock thanks him for the extra room to grow. Grunting, Zuko finally pulls his foot off of Suki's back. He reaches down and grabs the young woman by the nape of her neck, just as she's beginning to come back to life so to speak.

"Wha-? You bastard, let go of m-mmph!"

At first, she's as belligerent as ever. Then, Zuko has her on her feet and her painted face in his cupped hands as he kisses her on her cherry red lips. Suki's eyes go wide at the unexpected intimacy, but Zuko merely continues to kiss her, until as expected, she crumbles into his arms. The young woman might be a warrior… but she's also still a girl, and he'd seen the telltale signs of desire even in Suki's standoffish attitude.

It hadn't been quite as obvious as the others under her command, but it'd been there, and now he was happily taking advantage of it as her subordinates watched on with wide eyes and mouths agape. Not a single one of them did anything to stop him, but then, neither did Suki, so they probably thought it was unnecessary. Zuko's Chi Blocking squad moved in anyways, Ty Lee and her sisters each taking a Kyoshi Warrior or two in hand. Sweet, honeyed words are whispered in ears, and though Zuko can't hear them all, he knows what most are saying. After all, he told them to say it.

Finally, he draws back from Suki. The female warrior is breathless by this point, her hands clutching at his arms as if she doesn't know what to do. She stares him in the eye, her lips still parted and her chest heaving, even as he grins and reaches up to brush some hair from her face.

"You're beautiful, you know that?"

Suki's pupils dilate in utter lust, and her response is… not much of a response at all.

"I… I… mmph…"

So Zuko goes ahead and kisses her again, and this time Suki melts even faster into his arms. Seeing her resistance all but gone, the young Fire Lord moves his hands down from her waist to her ass, squeezing her firm, toned behind through her armored skirt. A surprised, yet happy moan erupts from the young woman's throat, muffled by his mouth on her own, and Zuko grins as he continues to kiss her and molest her right then and there.

His cock grows harder and harder, until it's outright tenting the front of his own armored skirt. The tent brushes against Suki's waist due to their height difference, and the female warrior startles as she feels it, breaking way from him to look down in abject shock. Zuko responds by spinning her around and pulling her back against his chest. His hands move to her top and he pulls the latches on her breastplate loose. Suki allows it, too stunned by what she's seeing before her to possibly stop him.

In just a couple short minutes, Zuko's 'Ember Hands' have managed to completely dismantle the Kyoshi Warriors. Not in physical combat per say, but in a sexual form of it, of sorts. Regardless, each 'warrior' is being stripped down and prepped, and none are fighting back as the Chi Blockers use techniques to increase their sensitivity, turning them to putty in their hands.

Zuko's own hands finally latch onto Suki's chest, now that her hardened breastplate is pulled away. The young woman moans, even as her behind instinctively rubs back against his hardened cock.

"F-Fu… Fuck… It… it feels so good. I can't… I don't."

"Shh, just enjoy it. Don't worry so much."

Suki whimpers, but ultimately, she does as he says and soon enough, they're both down on the dojo's slightly cushioned mat. Her armor and her garments come off piece by piece, just like that of her warriors has been removed. She's the last to get naked, and the shyest about it as well, blushing deeply through her white face paint and bringing her hands to her chest as she crosses her legs to keep him from seeing her more intimate parts.

Starting with said legs, Zuko reaches out and grabs hold of her thighs. His thumbs slip in between, but instead of pulling her apart roughly, he simply rubs circles into the soft flesh on either side of her moistening slit. Suki's breath hitches, and slowly but surely, she spreads her legs FOR him, biting her lower lip all the while.

Once that's done, Zuko undoes the armored skirt he's still wearing, and exposes his hard cock underneath. He'd never bothered with underwear, not after he'd changed. Grinning at Suki's shocked face, the young Fire Lord leans in, bringing his member to bear on her waiting, twitching pussy lips. Locking eyes with the female warrior, Zuko nods his head… and in turn, Suki nods back. He didn't need her permission… but it was so much more delicious to have it.

In truth, he'd learned the Chi Blocking Techniques himself. He'd also learned the newer ones, devised to bring pleasure or pain. Obviously, he'd focused on pleasure in their lengthy spar, and there was a reason Suki had crumbled before his onslaught of sensation so quickly. She'd given in, unable to resist the pleasure he'd forced upon her. And now, she was his.

Pressing his cockhead up against the young woman's pussy lips, Zuko luxuriates in the tight, gripping feeling of her cunt entrance for a long moment, letting the tension and anticipation in her eyes and body build. Then, only when she seemed to be at a crescendo, did he thrust in and spear her insides with his sizable cock. Suki's cherry red lips form into an O, and the young woman's eyes go absolutely wide. He feels something tear as he enters her, and can only assume the female warrior was a virgin… until now.

A belated cry leaves Suki's lips, and Zuko takes her moment of distraction to reach up and grab her hands. His fingers lace in between hers and their palms touch, even as he forces the Kyoshi Warrior's arms up over her head, leaning over her to kiss first her lips, and then moving down to molest her breasts with his tongue and his teeth and his mouth.

At the same time, he begins to thrust away inside of her, treating the helpless young woman like yet another of his delicious breedable sluts. And in truth, that's exactly what Suki is going to become. She might become some other things for him on the side, but Zuko isn't about to let a prime, nubile girl like this one escape his virile seed. His cock is already pressing up against the entrance of her fertile womb with every thrust, and in response, Suki's eyes have rolled back in her head and her tongue is hanging out of her skull as she grips his hands even tighter than he's gripping hers.

Her legs, spread until this point, wrap around his waist while he pistons in and out of her as fast as he can. All around them, feminine noises and feminine scents fill the air as Ty Lee and her sisters prep the rest of the Kyoshi Warriors for what is to come. Because, in the end, there was only one outcome for this little visit that Zuko would have found acceptable. It was happening now, in perhaps the most peaceful way he could have imagined.

That was good, because he was fully prepared to completely and utterly break each of the female warriors that made up Suki's subordinates, including the young woman herself, if they'd proved to be resistant. But they hadn't been, ultimately. No, instead they'd crumbled even faster than he'd originally anticipated.

Grunting, Zuko bites down on Suki's breast, and is rewarded with a cry and a tightening of her cunt along his cock, as he coaxes another orgasm out of the formerly virgin girl. It's obvious that Suki was inexperienced in warfare such as this. It was one thing to know how to fight outside of the bedroom. It was another entirely to know how to resist a handsome young man's advances when he wanted your body. And Zuko certainly wasn't just any handsome young man.

Thrusting away inside of Suki's tight, squeezing cunt is a delicious experience, but all good things come to an end. His seed fills her pussy and Suki cries out yet again as she feels him painting the inside of her womb white with his cum. Her legs tighten around his waist even as her cunt tightens around his dick, but then it's over and he's pulling back regardless of what she wants.

A disappointed whine leaves Suki's throat as his member exits her body, her cunt ever so slightly agape from the sizable impact he'd left on it. She whimpers up at him, but the young Fire Lord just grins and looks about.

"What? Did you think you'd get me all to yourself? Don't be selfish my dear. I still have plenty of young women to fuck today, don't I?"

That prompts the leader of the Kyoshi Warriors to glance about, truly seeing what state her friends and subordinates are in. A flicker of rational thought enters the young woman's eyes as she glances back at Zuko and pleads with him.

"A-Ah… w-wait… just… just use me. Don't… leave them out of this. I'm the one who l-lost, in the end."

Ah, so that was how she was trying to justify things. They hadn't made any sort of wager before their spar. She didn't owe him anything. But apparently, she'd decided at some point along the way that submitting to his sexual advances was a consequence of him defeating her, rather than simply her desires overwhelming her sense of self-worth. Chuckling, Zuko shakes his head.

"Is that really your decision, Suki? Hm? Let's ask, shall we?"

Standing up, Zuko spreads his arms wide, his cock on full display as he does a slow circle. He speaks with an authoritative, deep tone, one that draws the eyes of every single female in the dojo.

"Well ladies? Your leader is trying to selfishly claim me for herself. Do any of you want a piece of this, or shall I go back to satisfying her perverse desires?"

His words cause Suki to blush deeply and squirm as she stays silent. Those around them do not though, and soon the room is filled with a cacophony of cat calls and cries for him to fuck them first, to breed them, to make them his. Heh, his flexible girls had done quite a good job of prepping the Kyoshi Warriors for his cock, both physically AND mentally. Zuko glances down at Suki and shrugs, causing the young woman to hang her head in shame, even as he moves off towards the next female warrior at random.

The next few hours are spent plowing each and every woman in the dojo senseless. Not just the Kyoshi Warriors either, though each of them gets a nice, long dicking to be sure. But Ty Lee and her sisters have definitely earned some time on his cock as well, so he makes sure they're just as satisfied before he's done. In the end, the room that the Kyoshi Warriors train in stinks of sweat and sex, one which had usually been there before, and another that was entirely new.

Both the warriors and his chi blockers end up strewn across the dojo in the end, each of them fucked silly and fucked senseless too for good measure. By the time he's done, only two women remain, Suki and Ty Lee herself, the former recovered and the latter a bit tougher than the other girls. The pair kneel before him as he sits on a bench off to the side of the room, and Zuko grunts as they go to town on either side of his cock.

Suki is obviously going to great lengths to try to mimic and one up what Ty Lee is doing, while the former circus performer is honestly just having fun with it. With a hand laced through the hair of each young woman, the young Fire Lord simply enjoys the view for a long moment, before finally speaking.

"You will talk to the village leader tomorrow about the Kyoshi Warrior's change in focus. Your new mission is to serve me, and your first objective in that fight will be to bring the other parts of this island under my control. Then, we shall turn our eyes to Ba Sing Se. Understood?"

Suki pulls back for a moment, looking up at him and swallowing nervously. He stares back at her, his gaze unyielding. After a second, she averts her eyes and answers him.

"… Yes, Fire Lord."

Zuko's responding grin is vicious and wicked.

"Ah, now that we're closer to one another, you can refer to me as Master in private, my dear. And when it's just you, I, the Ember Hands, and your fucked silly 'femme fatales', that's about as private as it gets, understood?"

Suki shudders, but it doesn't even take her as long as it did the first time to answer him.

"Yes, Master."

"Good girl."

Another shudder, this one of happiness, runs through the naked Kyoshi Warrior. Then she's back at it on her side of his cock, eagerly trying to out do a happy, oblivious Ty Lee, even as the acrobat does things with her tongue in conjunction with her lips that Zuko wouldn't have thought possible. Chuckling darkly, the young Fire Lord rests against the wall of the dojo behind him.

The bench he was sat upon may not have exactly been a throne… but he'd rarely felt more like a ruler than in this moment.

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