It had been a long hard battle. The resistance armies made up of members from all the other nations put up a good fight, but at the last second, Aang fucked up. He was tired from the battle and didn't see it coming when The Phoenix King attacked him. His internal energies erupted from him and zapped him into the avatar state to defend himself from the attack but even that was too slow. The burned husk of Avatar Aang fell to the ground with a slam and the spirit of the avatar died within him, never to be reborn again, plunging the earth into years upon years of torment by the fire nation before it was the only ruling bending society. A very small amount of resistance fighters still maintained families, if only to keep the other benders alive so they didn't become extinct, but there was never any more air benders. This story takes place a couple of months after that fateful battle in which Aang lost his life. Every single member of the resistance, the ones that had been on the premises during the war, were captured, interrogated and made to watch their entire family be executed or enslaved before being murdered themselves.
 
 This led to a whole new fashion for the members of the fire nation. Clothes made out of leather from the resistance. They had just so many more dead mammal flesh they would feel bad about throwing it all away knowing there was some use out of the filthy peasants. Much of the bodies were harvested for food, usually water benders as earth benders tended to be tougher and harder to chew. However, Fire Lord Azula managed to snag a few of the prisoners for her own personal reasons. She made Ty Lee teach her how to do the chi blocking method, keeping her at the height of pain but not killing her as she'd never learn if she was dead. Then she studied it, improved it, made it better, allowing her to have an ability similar to the little known ability the giant lion turtle had given to Aang that he hadn't been able to use on Ozai.
 
 By sparking a little electricity between her fingers when she attacked those points, she was able to permanantly deaden the bending chi points unless she repeated the process and gave life back to them with more lightning. Now that the hateful traitor Ty Lee was useless to her, she made the naked girl stand still. This was impossible as she was trembling with fear. She shot a bolt of lighting through the girls heart, leaving just a burn mark on her breast and out her back as the lightning entered her and left her. A spurt of blood flew out of her mouth as she fell backwards.
 
 3 days later another slave, another traitor, Mai, brought her a wrapped box. For not thanking her for giving her the opportunity to serve her, Azula slapped Mai across the face, leaving a red mark on the pale girls cheek and splitting her lip. "I-i'm sorry Mistress Azula." she says scurrying away back to the small quarters she was allowed as an old friend of the head of the fire nation. Azula happily unwrapped her new clothes and tried them on, showing off all her features with the lingerie made from Ty Lee's breasts and pussy leather. She adored them, looking at the way the nipples almost perfectly fit over her own, though due to Ty Lee being bustier than she was, they did wind up stretched a small bit. And the pussy being on her underwear, meant she could simulate the look of being naked without actually being naked. She was happy with them.
 
 This was just in time for her newest slave to be thrown in. Fresh from her stay at the camp to get new training, Azula had taken over a month to find her. She had not removed her bending yet, she wanted to humiliate the girl first.
 
 When Katara got to her feet, 3 large buckets of water was thrown into the room and splashed all over the floor. "That's the only water you are going to get slave, so I suggest you make it last. Katara snapped her fingers and the water froze to a solid block of ice, hardening her nipples in the cold immediately. Like all other slaves she wasn't allowed to wear clothes aside from a collar.
 
 The battle was fierce and left scorch marks on the wood and stone of the chamber. Katara was almost out of water and her left tit was half cooked from taking a whip of fire to it that she was unable to block. She barely had time to use the last of her water to heal the wound before Azula hit her with an electric attack, though it only grazed her and didn't do any damage. With an explosion of power, she collected the sweat from both bodies and molded it into a whip which managed to get Azula across the cheek leaving a red whelt.
 
 Incesnsed from this attack, Azula employed some acrobatics she had picked up from Ty Lee when they would spar, and landed behind her. She closed her fists and they erupted in lightning. This amplified her speed a small bit and she managed to get her hands in the right pose to strike at all of her chakra points in quick succession, leaving small black starbursts all over her back and arms, a typical sign of Azula's move to deaden these points. Katara fell to her knees and slumped forward, her chin bouncing off the stone floor.
 
 Azula walked over and kicked Katara over onto her back. She stood on her stomach and kneeled down to spit in Katara's face. "Now bitch, you are all mine, and I can't promise you will last very much longer. She erupted her hand in lightning again, causing Katara to close her eyes and turn her head in fear, and pressed it to the chakra point governing her whole arm, "Now heal my face useless slave, it's all i'm allowing you to do."
 
 Katara managed to summon some water to her from both of their bodies and seperated the salt from them, then she covered her hand in the cool water and pressed it to Azula's cheek, letting off a bit of steam from the hot blooded ruler of fire. She gave a soft moan of happiness and somehow comfort she got from this, before pulling away with an immaculate cheek once again.
 
 She then ordered Katara onto her knees once her chakra point was deadened again, leaving a much bigger burn mark on her this time, and probably would never be able to be reawakened again. At this point, as if on standby, yet another slave burst into the room, timidly put a box on the table nearby and backed out of the room.
 
 Azula took this box in one hand, flipped it open with a thumb and pulled out one of the objects within. It was a nice sharp needle. Similar to real world nipple piercing needles, it was perfect for what she needed. Katara backed up as much as her weak arms would allow and shook her head hard. "No, please mistress, don't." she says.
 
 "Oh look, the water tribe slime knows some respect after all." she says grabbing Katara by her neck and lifting her up to her feet. Then she pushed the frightened girl against the wall and watched some of the color drain from her darker face, to be replaced with a darker blue almost purple color. She rather enjoyed the sounds her slaves made when she was choking them out.
 
 As the needle got closer and closer to the nipple on one of her breasts, Katara's eyes got smaller and smaller in fear until the needle finally pierced the sensitive flesh and poked out the other side. "Hmmm, that will allow me to torture you more personally." she says closing her grip further on Katara's neck allowing her eyes to roll into the back of her head. Though not all the way as the choking and spluttering was getting to her. She poked the other needle through the other nipple and let go, causing Katara to sink to her knees and grip her throat coughing and holding back her screams from the pain in her breasts.
 
 As she circled around her she smiled a bit as she took in all her features. Aside from the starbursts all over her body, she looked great. She had no idea yet what she was going to do with her though. She turned around in her room, sending a light shock of Lightning at Katara as she tried to crawl away. At one corner of her room, was Toph's head with her tongue sticking out, useful for getting licked when she didn't feel like using her own fingers or ordering a slave to do it.
 
 Then her eyes fell on the hand she had recently acquired. It was from the leader of the Kiyoshi warriors whos name she could never remember or care to remember. She'd had it bronzed from metal straight from the earth kings throne and it had two fingers extended for use similar to Toph's tongue. At this point Katara was almost to the open door so Azula took the hand and threw it with her perfectly honed aim skills and it landed knuckle deep in Katara's pussy. With a gentle moan, Katara fell on her face and reached back, rather enjoying the feeling of the fingers within her.
 
 "Get back here slave, and use your friends hand to pleasure yourself while I try to figure out what i'm going to do to you." she shouts stomping her foot. Katara, whimpering and trembling crawled back to Azula's feet and laid back, using one arm to support herself once she removed the hand from her body. "Yes Mistress." she says teasing her clit with the hand now. She was so mortified. She had never done this for Aang, Zuko once when he had gotten his hands on some alcohol from Ember Island and they wanted to feel it's effects but that was it.
 
 Keeping an eye on her new slave, from the soft moans and the contortions of her face muscles, to the twin trails of blood leaking out of her breasts, to her taut belly and shiny pussy, Azula though. Pacing back and forth in front of her, twisting a needle between her fingers while her other hand rested on her chin. The soft moans from the slave girl in front of her did make her the tiniest bit wet, but she'd have the hand toy cleaned and use it herself afterwards. She had other things to think about.
 
 Katara's hair was plastered to her face as she began to sweat under the feeling between her legs and it was intoxicating, very similar to the feeling she had under the alcohol. She felt like she had no control over herself and anything she tried to do would in a completely different direction. That's how it was under Azula's ownership. She had no control over herself and anything she tried to do would be punished. As such she played with herself hotly, spreading her thighs and putting pressure on her clit for longer as the pleasure soared. Even the sparks of electricity that were pulsed through her body from the needles in her tits felt good at this point.
 
 Her mind was so clouded with pleasure that she started to believe that she was water tribe slime, wasn't worth it to lick her owners boots. She was nothing but a tongue and fingers with the fascinating ability to move. It was all so degrading but she had always had a hidden layer of herself that liked it. She knew that Aang would never have been able to satisfy that need in her body, which was why she felt like Zuko would have been a better choice if only for the bedroom.
 
 Finally Azula snapped her fingers after looking over the girl from all directions and deciding what she wanted to do with her. Lighting flashed between her fingers as she snapped and she noticed the needle she hadn't realized was in her other hand. With an evil grin on her face, she kneeled between Katara's legs, which spread wider in response. "Oh oh yes, oh yes, right there, oh boy yes." Katara moans out loudly, her lack of water bending ability at this point prevented the normal reaction of all this feeling in her body which was having her sweat and the sweat of her partner to float up in the middle of the room.
 
 "Just understand that I am going to kill you" Azula says as she circles the poor doomed girl. "I don't know how yet, I haven't thought about it, but I am going to kill you." she says kicking Katara in the pussy as she walks by and the hand wasn't there anymore. Katara slid across the floor a few inches from the force of the kick and her eyes turned up in pain and pleasure to her own surprise. She never had a death wish, sure she risked it every time she and Team Avatar came up against the fire nation, but she certainly didn't have a death wish, did she?
 
 This thought was still coursing through her head when she feels the spark against her nipples and she remembered she had been ordered to play with herself. She furiously rubbed the fingers against the button between her legs and started moaning again. Hopeful that she'd be released once she came, if she gave a good show, Katara was laying on the acting. Moaning and groaning in pleasure when she actually didn't feel that good about what she was doing.
 
 Not having seismic powers like Toph, she couldn't tell that easily that Katara was lying, but it was plainly obvious at times that some of the moans were fake. She mitigated this by slapping Katara across the face, causing her to split her lip. Katara then stops fake moaning and releasing little whimpers and moans to her fingering herself with Suki's hand. As Katara fingered herself, Azula walked around and around the girl speaking in soft tones. "Hmm, should I slit your throat and watch all your blood drain out of you?" she asks to herself.
 
 The bronze hand slips in response to this due to Katara getting wetter which surprised her still. "Should I have my cooks roast you up into a feast for me and a few of my top slaves perhaps?" Katara shudders in pleasure the more she talks. "Maybe i'll burn you at the stake and let the wild animals in the wilderness have a roast girl." She walked around her for about 15 minutes just talking about different ways to kill her.
 
 "I KNOW" she says kneeling down between Katara's legs. "I'll mount your ass on the wall and use it as a punching bag while your tits and cunt will be my new lingerie. Hearing this, Katara slipped once again and was on the verge of orgasm. Just as her hips were swaying up and down and her thighs moving in and out, Azula shoved another pin through her throbbing clit. This caused Katara to gasp and actually squirt from the sensation of it ripping through her flesh.
 
 "Now my next step is to kill you and I can get the process started." Azula says as she snaps her fingers and a spark of lightning flows between them. Katara began to back up a bit at the thought that she was about to die but the feeling of being turned on still shot through her when she heard that. "Spread your legs for me and show me that pussy."
 
 Seeing the lightning still fading from between her fingers, Katara nodded her head and spread her legs which had clamped shut when she squirted on the floor in embarrassment. She then spread her lips open with her fingers giving Azula an idea. She could either target the hole or punch into her with a fist full of lightning. She decided that a fist full would make her pain last longer and kneeled between Kataras legs again right in the puddle of cum and began fingering the girl.
 
 Katara kept moaning through this process and let her lips close over the fingers, only to be met with a little spark and she quickly opened herself open again. She fingered Katara a few minutes before adding another finger and another, now starting to stretch her. When she added her pinky, she really had to force it go keep moving back and forth. And with a powerful thrust, she managed to get the whole hand in there.
 
 NOW Katara was allowed to let her lips close around Azula's wrist and had the unique feeling of being able to feel the lightning as it moved along her arm. She could feel a tingling as the lightning zipped through Azula's veins that were touching her pussy lips and began to moan when she felt the electricy emerge on her finger tips.
 
 It was only a few moments before Katara was struggling to stay calm as the electricity electrocuted her from the inside out. Her hair was now standing on end, electricity arcing between the ends, her eyes were now cloudy and filled with electricity as well.
 
 The constant waves of lightning through her body were stopping and starting her heart back up again so Katara floated between conscious and unconscious rapidly. And with that the lightning pulsed through her, blackening her fingers, the tips of her hair, her feet and her heart exploded within her body.
 
 As the lightning coursed through her, the body trembled and moved around a bit until the energy died down. The final notice that lightning had been within her, was when a single arc of electricity bounced between her nipple piercings and fizzled away, leaving the edges of the holes the needles were in blackened and burned. A curl of smoke left her eyes, mouth and ears as her body settled. Azula sent another blast of lightning through the hole in the door alerting the slaves outside she needed assistance.
 
 One male and one female slave rushed into the room and kneeled naked before her. "Get this worthless thing away from me. I think I was a little overzealous and electrocuted all of her meat, so it's probably useless, but I want her head mounted, and her ass as well, on two seperate placques. And I want her tits, with the nipples removed, and her cunt made into underwear for me. Do what you will with the rest of the body." She said all this while waving her hand around that killed her and splattered both of them with blood. The two picked up the girl and carried her away. "And I want you to bring her back personally." she says to one of the slaves. Following this proclamation, Azula slammed her chamber door behind her and sat back on her bed.
 
 A few days later, there was a knock on her door and when she opened it, she was greeted with the naked male slave, from his build he looked like someone from the Earth Kingdom. She pulled him into the room by his collar and forced him down onto his knees. After she removed the packages from his hands, she made him eat her out while she rubbed her pussy against his lips.
 
 She removed the items from the boxes and nodded in approval. "Fucking water tribe bitch." she says as she cums on the mans face. She was still turned on so she forced him up onto the bed and sucked him until he was wet for her and then fucked him. She sparked her fingers and poked at his balls to kill any sperm that may have built up in there and then she rode him until she was satisfied. He had just barely finished cumming when she pulled out of her and she kicked him out of her room.
 
 She had two more slaves enter and affix her new decorations to the wall and tried on her new underwear which fit perfectly.
 
 That night, she had a lovely rack of ribs, which she found out later had in fact come from the tramp that had brought her the bra and panties earlier. Apparantly the chefs had inspected the inner meat and saw that nothing was wrong with it, and they were right. She finished her meal with the nipples that had a rubbery texture to them that she loved so much. They had even tied a sprig of some leaf in the holes left by the needles. With a burp, caused from alcohol, she let out a small whisp of fire from her lips and returned to her chambers.