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Princess Azula, the Fire Nation's most arrogant and deadly firebender, is ambushed in an Earth Kingdom forest. Her captors spend days methodically breaking her will through relentless sexual assault, forcing her to kneel and submit to their every command. By the end, the once-proud princess is a broken sex slave, her fire extinguished.
The forest was supposed to be empty. Azula had scouted it herself—no Earth Kingdom patrols, no ambush positions, nothing but trees and shadows. She was wrong. The ground erupted beneath her feet, earth snaking up her legs before she could summon a single blue flame. She hit the dirt hard, her crown skidding away, and when she looked up, a wiry man with a scarred eyebrow was grinning down at her. Taro, his name would be. She'd remember it. She'd kill him for this. But right now, all she felt was the cold shock of earth clamping around her wrists and ankles, pinning her spread-eagled to the forest floor. Her armor was too heavy. Her fire was gone. And three figures emerged from the trees, their eyes hungry.
Azula gathers her strength, and de idea she wont be a slave. She tries to be brave and defiant, and their captors try to break her once more by raping her in various ways, exposing and abusing her body in various ways. They make her cry and sob a lot of times, but her spirit is just not so easy to break!
They give some day for Azula to heal her bruises. Azula decides she will not break, and she will not cry. She will keep her pride at any cost! She finda her inner strength. But her captors dont back down, they love a challenge. They even decide to use a strong drug on Azula - a drog, that enhancey Azula’s senses, especially her pain and touch sensory, and also raises her adrenaline. They expect this drug to raide Azula’s spirit and strengtheb her resilience, but at the same time she will feel pain and any kind of touch, discomfort ten times fold. The captor’s aim: to try and make her scream and sob and whimper like a little girl, even now that Azula gathered her pride and strength, her resilience! It eill be more fun for them this way, and more tragic for Azula… They decide to not let Azula lie or kneel during the processes, and makes her into various positions
Azula slowly brakes, and becomes a sex slave. She cries, sobs and screams a lot, but she gave up fighting against her captors. She breaks so much, she finally accepts her fate as a sex slave, and does not dare to oppose their captors - she even obey and endure the most brutal abuses and sex-tasks she are given. The story ends.