Azula and Servant-Boy

Azula
>be a servant boy in Firelords Palace
>think Azula and her friends are cute, but they're far above your station and so you don't talk to them
>One day, notice that Azula is watching you whenever you're in the same room together
>she looks hungry
>One day she summons you to her quarters, beckons you over and whispers in your ear "Hey servant boy, bet I can get you off in under 3 minutes"
>You're terrified, but also aroused, so you weakly say "you're on"
>She wins the bet, but you can't say that you're all too broken up about it
>For the next few weeks she ignores you outright, and you figure it was a one off thing. The Princess is experimenting a bit you decide, clearly she's not going to degrade herself using a mere servant boy again
>but as the weeks go on, she starts to get that hungry look in her eyes again...
>You're... affair, for lack of a better word, continues on for several years
>You live in a state of near constant fear. Several other guards that you work with have met with terrible "accidents", and you've seen her making eyes at them as well
>In addition, several rather cute serving girls have rather abruptly quit there jobs and ran off, including one that you had a crush on
>however, you somehow manage to avoid whatever mistakes they made, and reap the rewards.
>Well, if you can call them rewards, you're still not sure if she's doing this for your sake or hers.
>As time goes on, Azula's technique develops. While initially she just used her hands to get you off, she soon starts to get more creative.
>She uses her feet, her thighs, and even her mouth surprisingly, although she always makes sure that you cum on yourself and not her
>Sometimes she simply strips naked and makes you get yourself off in front of her, betting you that you'll cum before her
>She eventually grows to a perky B-Cup, and insists that she use them on you, even though you're terrified that you might blow early and hit her by accident
>The unthinkable finally happens one night, while she's roughly stroking you off between her breasts
>You're nearing your limit, and are about to warn her, when she decides to put the head of your cock in her mouth. It's too much, and you let loose, pumping into her mouth and then onto her surprised face
>You look at her, plastered in your seed and looking shocked. This is it, you think, she's going to kill me
>To your complete surprise, she merely smiles deviously and says "I win again servant-boy. You can go now"
>After you leave, you crack her door open slightly and peek in, expecting to see her frantically cleaning herself and possibly sharpening a knife
>Instead, you see her scooping your seed off her face and sucking it off her fingers
>Okay....
>It's around this time that she abandons the "under 3 minutes" rule of your little game
>she also starts to demand your presence more and more often, no longer waiting weeks in between sessions
>You don't mention that you saw her eating your cum, and she doesn't ask you to cum in her mouth again
>However, she does allow you to spill your seed on her breasts, which you're happy to do. You don't push your luck and watch her through her door again either, but you're fairly certain you know what she does to clean up afterwards...
>Azula also introduces a new game for you to play. She strips naked and tells you to lie down, then sits on your face. "Start licking, servant-boy" she says with practiced disinterest. "Do try to finish me off before you pass out.
>Despite the initial fear, you grow to enjoy these sessions. Azula's pussy tastes delicious, and the heady scent of it drives you crazy.
>The first few times this happens, you fail and pass out. You wake up awhile later, still naked, with Azula jacking you off slowly. "Better luck next time servant-boy, get out"
>Eventually you succeed though. You're fading quickly, struggling to breathe and lick her slit faster. You can hear her breathing quicken as you do, but you feel light-headed. In an act of pure desperation, you try and slip you fingers into her.
>But your arms are almost pinned, and you can't see anything, so you stab forward blindly. Azula gasps aloud and then moans. Her whole body quakes, her thighs lock around your head, and she gushes all over your face. Her cum is sweet.
>She collapses forwards, and you gasp as air enters your lungs again. Your finger is still inside her, and you look up with a weary grin at it...
>Only to feel your joy turn to terror when you see that you're not fingering her pussy. In your blindness, you've stuck your finger into her rosy little pucker. Azula is looking back at you with a shocked and almost horrified expression.
>For the second time since you started this, you feel certain that you're going to die
>But instead, Azula rocks backward with a ragged moan, driving your finger deeper into her butthole. She starts to rock back and forward with a steady rhythm. You're too stunned to say or do anything. Her tunnel is tight and hot.
>Azula looks back at you again, a fierce look on her face. "It... feelsssss... sooooo.... GOOD." she growls at you, as if accusing you. You swallow nervously, and then Azula moans as she cums again, drenching your chest this time.
>She collapses on you, and you cautiously remove your finger. "P-princess?" you ask, cautiously. She rolls off of you.
>"C-clean yourself up, servant-boy. You can go."
>You get up and wash yourself off quickly in the basin, licking Azula's essence off your lips. As you go to leave, Azula calls out to you.
>"Oh, and servant-boy? You win this round"
>You feel joy bubble up in your chest, and you murmur "thank you Princess" before leaving.
>After you win this game, Azula is much more forgiving.
>She continues to sit on your face, but she no longer suffocates you when she does. In addition, while you're licking her pussy, she's started to pleasure you with her mouth.
>Every so often, if you're feeling daring, you slip away from her pussy and try licking her asshole. Usually she stops you, but every once and awhile she lets you continue. You gently slather her asterisk with saliva and push your tongue through her tight back door, while she moans around your cock. On these nights she always cums explosively.
>You always lap up her sweet cum without complaint, relishing it's warmth. While Azula never acknowledges this, she seems to "reward" you by letting you play with her butt more often. She even starts deep-throating you, though she's not very good at it yet. Still, you have to admit that you enjoy the sensation of her gagging slightly on your shaft, although you'd never admit it.
>One night she summons you to her room and informs you that you're going to try something new. The two of you strip naked, and she has you lie down. She mounts you, and begins to slowly rub her neatly-trimmed pussy along the length of your shaft.
>"Don't get your hopes up servant-boy. I'm the Princess, you're not worthy of taking my maiden-head" she says sardonically. "But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun..."
>Azula grabs both of your wrists and pins you down, rutting against your shaft without letting you penetrate her. Soon you're both sticky with each other's pre-cum, moaning and sweating.
>Azula never breaks eye-contact with you, a sadistic grin spreading across her face. "Do you like this, servant-boy? Do you like serving your Princess? Do you want to make me happy?" You groan a yes.
>She leans in close and whispers in your ear "Then cum for me, servant-boy. Cum for your mistress!" You moan and oblige her, cumming forcefully and jetting it across your belly. Azula follows closely, cumming on your shaft.
>She slips off of you, and you begin to get up to clean yourself. Azula puts a hand on your shoulder and shoves you back down. You look up at her, surprised, and notice that she's staring at the sticky white cum on your belly.
>Azula forces you to lie down on your back, and then slowly leans in and begins to lick the cum off your stomach.
>You lie there, somewhat surprised, and watch Azula lap up your seed. The room is so quiet that the sound of her licking you almost echoes. You scarcely dare to breathe. You notice with dull terror that this whole spectacle is beginning to make you hard again. Azula appears to be almost in a trance, and you're terrified your arousal will do to her. She might just rip it off, for all you know.
>You needn't have worried. Azula reaches out with one hand and begins to slowly stroke you off. She's being surprisingly tender.
>She finishes cleaning you just as you begin to reach your climax. Azula licks the last rivulet of cum up, then swiftly fastens her lips around the head of your cock.
>You explode in her mouth, pumping cum into her. You see her struggle valiantly to keep it all in her mouth, but her cheeks quickly swell and it begins to spill out the corners of her lips and drip onto her breasts. She turns to face you, opens her mouth so that you can see the cum in it, and then swallows it all with a loud gulp.
>You sit in stunned silence, staring at her. She looks down at you as if she hadn't noticed you were there. "What are you looking at servant-boy? I like the taste of your seed. Is there something wrong with that?"
>You quickly stutter a no. "Of course not. After all, I know you like the taste of me." she reaches between her legs and rubs her dripping sex, and then sticks her fingers in your mouth. You suck her juices off of them dutifully, and she smiles at you.
>"Good job servant-boy. You've made your Princess very, very happy tonight." She pumps your cock again, and then scoops some of your cum off her breast and sucks it up. "Hmm, I wonder if I could milk you for this..." she murmurs to herself. She waves for you to go, and you take your leave of her.
>For the next few weeks, things continue as normal. Azula now makes no effort to hide how much she enjoys drinking your cum, always insisting that you finish in her mouth. She also begins jacking you off into a large wine goblet at the beginning of every session, and sips it as the night goes on. In turn, your endurance has increased, and you find yourself cumming up to three times a night with Azula. She slurps every load down greedily.
>One night, when you arrive at her bedroom, Azula looks different. Usually Azula just wears her normal clothes when you arrive, and then strips out of them as the night goes on. This time, however, she's wearing a loose red robe, and her hair is let down. She smiles lasciviously at you as you enter, and sashays over to you. "Hello servant-boy," she whispers to you, placing her hands on your shoulders and pulling you in. She pushes you onto the bed. "I think it's time we dealt with a few things." She opens her robe to reveal her naked body, still slightly damp as though she'd just gotten out of a bath.
>You ask her what she means. She smiles and leans in close to you. "Like how you've been... defiling me recently." You feel a shiver run up your spine. She sees the fear on your face and smiles indulgently. "Oh, you're so cute when you're afraid. Don't worry servant-boy, I'm enjoying this too much to get rid of you. However, I think we need to address your... obsession with defiling my rectum."
>She spins around rapidly, presenting her backside to you, while glaring over her shoulder in your direction. "Every night you tongue it, finger it, play with in incessantly like some kind of deviant!" She reaches back with one hand and spreads her ass cheeks, giving you a wonderful view of her tight little asterisk. "You're obsessed with it servant-boy, lavishing so much attention on it when you should be focusing on the rest of me!" she wiggles her backside enticingly in front of you, and you fight the urge to reach out and touch her. She smiles at you, and then swings her feet onto the ground, briefly grinding her butt into your crotch as she does. She leaps daintily onto the ground, then turns to face you. "Get naked servant-boy. It's time to get this out of your system."
>You quickly strip, unsure of what to expect. Azula walks off to the other side of the room and begins rummaging around in a closet. You nervously sit down and watch her. Despite your fear, you can't help but admire her naked form, and it seems like she's aware of it as well. She's arched her back and stuck her butt into the air, and he legs are spread wide. Even from where you sit you can see that her pussy is sopping, dripping onto the floor every so often. Despite her aloof demeanour it seems that Azula's quite excited for whatever she's planning.
>Azula finds what she's looking for and turns to face you, a wicked grin on her face. As she returns to the bed you see her holding a small urn in her hands. She sets it down beside the bed and then crawls on top of you, locking eyes with you as she takes your shaft in her mouth and begins to pleasure you with it. After a minute or so of this, she pulls off your cock with a pop, still smiling evilly at you. She removes the lid from the urn to reveal that it's full of some kind of cream, and puts a dollop on her hand.
>"Let's get you ready servant-boy" she says, and then begins to stroke your shaft. The cream feels warm and makes you feel odd. It doesn't hurt exactly, but you can't decide if it feels pleasant or not. Also, it's making your shaft even harder if such a thing is even possible.
>After a few minutes of this treatment you're ready to explode. Azula can sense it, and increases her pace. "Go ahead," she whispers in your ear, "let it out." You groan and explode, shooting your cum into thin air. Azula clicks her tongue in a disappointed fashion. "What a waste," she murmurs, before returning her attention to you. "Oh well, I know their's plenty more where that came from," she whispers. She releases her grip on your shaft and quickly reorients her self so that her face is in your lap and her backside is up in the air.
>"Do me a favour and get me ready, won't you servant-boy?" she asks, wiggling her ass in your face again. Her rectum twitches in anticipation. Nervously, you reach into the urn and scoop up a dollop of the cream. You slowly begin to lubricate Azula's backside, tracing the ring of her ass with one finger, teasing it gently. Azula groans and begins to lick your cock. "Hurry up servant-boy, I can only wait so long!" she says, before going back to sucking you hard again. You take a steadying breath and shove a finger into her backside. She yelps slightly in surprise, but otherwise remains controlled. You pick up the pace, pushing the cream deeper and deeper inside her. You can feel your erection growing rapidly between her lips, and struggle to focus on your task.
>Azula abruptly stops sucking you and clamors off of you. "Good enough," she murmurs, and you can see by the red flush to her face that she's getting quite excited. She gets on her hands and knees and presents herself to you. You start to line yourself up, gently prodding against her back door. You swallow nervously. "Ready, servant-boy?" she asks, looking over her shoulder at you. You nod, not trusting yourself to speak. Slowly, you push forward.
>You get your head in before you have to stop. Azula's tunnel is incredibly warm and tight, and despite the lube you put in you can't get any further. You hear Azula whispering to herself. "Just relax, just relax, spirits, Tai-Lee didn't tell me it would be this hard," you stop trying to push forward and stop, waiting, feeling Azula's whole body tense. Slowly, she begins to relax. "You can keep going now," she says, her voice tightly controlled. You slowly push in again.
>It's a long process, but eventually you get most of the way in. Azula is trembling by this point, trying to keep herself together. "Princess?" you ask, awaiting instruction. She says nothing. You ask her again, and hear her let out a tiny moan. You start to pull out, worried you've hurt her somehow. This gets an immediate result. Azula nearly howls, biting back on it at the last moment, and her composure goes with it. "Aaah! No, no, don't move! Don't- aaaah!" she collapses, moaning on the bed, you're shaft still embedded in her. Now knowing what else to do, you reach between her legs and begin to rub her dripping mound. She begins to moan again. "O-oh, thank you, s-servant..." she manages between panting breaths.
>After a few moments of massaging her, she manages to push herself up on her hands again."A-alright, you can start thrusting now," she says, her composure back. "Slowly. What are you waiting for?" You begin to move your hips, being careful not to go to quickly. Azula tries to retain her ramrod-straight posture at first, but soon loosens up and starts rocking in time with you.
>Eventually you're able to keep a steady rhythm going, Azula leading as normal. The warmth and tightness of her backside is overwhelming though, and before you know it you're about to cum. Reflexively you try to pull out, but Azula locks her legs around you and pulls you back in. "No! Don't pull out ye-" she's cut off as you lose control and cum, plastering her innards with your seeds. The surprise sensation triggers her own orgasm. She collapses, moaning, back into the sheets. You manage to pull free of her, the last few droplets of your seed spent. For awhile Azula just lays there, panting, as you watch your cum start to drip out of her rectum and down towards her pussy. After a moment she shakily starts to rise, almost falling as she gets to her feet. You catch her.
>"Thank... thank you, servant boy. I just need to sit-Gah!" she cries out as she sits down, quickly  leaping back up. "I think I'm going to be sore for awhile," she murmurs. She doesn't mention you coming inside her. "Well, that was more enjoyable than I thought!" she says, smiling tiredly and lying down, face first, on the bed. "Good job, servant boy." You thank her breathlessly and get up to leave. She grabs your wrist. "Where do you think you're going? You haven't let me taste your seed yet tonight!" she says, pulling you back onto the bed. You try to protest, but before you know it she's slurping on your cock again. "B-but Princess! That was in-" she cuts you off with a dire look.
>"I'm thirsty servant-boy. Be a good little servant and let your Princess refresh herself. Without talking." You swallow and let her have her way, soon coming into her waiting throat. Se swallows it down greedily. "Not your biggest load, but under the circumstances I can understand it. You can go now." you quickly get dressed and go to leave. You glance back at her as you go. "Spirits," she murmurs, "I can feel it inside of me..." you see that she's gingerly fingering her own backside. You close the door and go to bed.