Gawd I love Korrasami!!
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Korra
woke to find herself bound to a chair in a dimly lit room. The last
thing she remembered was coming home to Asami, accepting the drink she
offered her, and then… nothing.
Asami…
A figure
appeared at the edge of the shadows surrounding Korra. She recognized
the outline instantly, tall, curvy, with long flowing hair. Asami
sashayed further into the light, and Korra’s jaw dropped at her outfit,
what little there was of it.
“You like?” asked Asami, swaying
slowly from side to side. She began to dance to unheard music, a
seductive, almost lewd display as she approached Korra.
“Wow,”
said Korra, momentarily distracted by the sight of her sexy girlfriend
putting on a show. She shook her head. “Wait, what’s going on?”
“Shh,” said Asami. “Can’t we have some fun to welcome you home?” She moved closer and began giving Korra a lapdance.
Something
was clearly wrong. She’d been drugged, she was tied up, and this wasn’t
like Asami… unless this was some kind of weird rich-person game? It was
a lot of fun, Korra had to admit… every move Asami made screamed
“touch me,” but tied up as she was Korra could only sit and struggle,
wanting her but unable to do anything about it.
“Given your
meditation skills, Master thought it would be best if I distracted you
before we began,” Asami said offhandedly while she almost-but-not-quite
brought her ass in contact with Korra.
“Wait, who thought whaaaa..?” Korra trailed off as a pair of hands closed around her face and pleasure sparked through her body.
“That
would be me,” said Mako from behind her. “Well done Asami. With your
help, we’ll train Korra to be a sexy, obedient slave, just like you…”