Azura Wins

The genie dropped him into the Av'tar universe – he knew the fire kingdom right away. The persona the genie had programmed for him, while he occupied this universe, flashed before his eyes. He was Prince Zeke, dethroned and humiliated by his sister, Princess Azura. She had always bullied him, growing up – the black-haired beauty was sadistic and great at manipulating things to her advantage. On top of their sibling rivalry, Azura saw him as competition for the throne.
	Not anymore.
	He had officially refused the throne when he had lost their duel. Azura made him do it on his hands and knees in front of her, kissing her feet to demonstrate his fealty to her rule. Many nobles, aristocrats, and kingdom officials were watching this duel and it was absolutely one of the most humiliating moments of Zeke's life. News went out all across the land that Prince Zeke had abandoned the throne to his sister, and agreed to become her personal foot servant and chambermaid.
	Princess Azura was very particular that these titles be repeated: foot servant and chambermaid. She explained that, in her opinion, 'chambermaid' was not necessarily gendered, but Zeke (and everyone else) knew better. She had chosen that phrase to humiliate him; the same reason she made him clean her throne room on his hands and knees when certain people visited or that she rest her bare feet in his lap when granting an audience to influential members of society.
	Zeke's life continued flashing before his eyes as he emerged into this new world the evil genie had thrust him into. His new sister Azura was obsessed with humiliating him and she was probably a psychopath on top of it. He remembered a time when her friends Jyla and Ly – Ti had held his arms and legs down so that Azura could stuff her sweaty, crusty socks in his face when they were younger.
	"Open your mouth, Zeke! It's time for you to clean my royal socks. As my servant, this is a big part of your job," she said in that bratty tone he despised.
	Princess Azura exerted herself so little that she didn't even move her royal tiara while Zeke struggled furiously to get free, but the two women overpowered him. He clamped his jaw shut, turning his face in a futile attempt to get away from the dirty thin cotton socks his sister was rubbing against his nose and mouth. They had a sharp aroma, but the most disturbing thing to Zeke was that they were crusted with hard specks of dirt and had the dark imprints of her soles on the bottom. He couldn't shout for help, because then she would just stuff the sock right in his mouth and laugh her head off. He would have used his fire magic, but Ly – Ti used her ability to block his powers, rendering him helpless.
	That was just one memory. but it set the tone for Zeke's life. His entire childhood he spent fending off his sister's constant attempts at dominating him.
	He wasn't very successful at it.
	Although many in the Fire Kingdom envied the emperor's position, for Zeke palace life was lonely and highly isolated from the outside world. Most of the time, Princess Azura was the only person his age for him to spend time with but she was never anything but mean. The emperor also allowed Azura's friends Jyla and Ly – Ti to spend as much time as the wanted in the palace, probably because he liked having such young, beautiful women around.
	By contrast, because of Azura's continued interference Zeke was rarely allowed to have company. The excuses were always different. Sometimes, early on, it was done to protect him from a vague threat. But over time, Azura had whispered venomous accusation against so many of his friends that the Fire Emperor had started to internalize a suspicion against his own son. Azura waged a cloak and dagger campaign against her little brother where he could never find equal footing. And each loss brought him closer to being her royal footboy which was her stated goal for his life.
	Eventually, the Fire Emperor no longer trusted Zeke's judgment and found it easier to keep him away from trouble altogether. Additionally, Zeke's old friends learned that by being nice to him, they were making an enemy of Azura. Everyone in the kingdom wanted to avoid that so soon Zeke found himself alone beneath the thumb of his mean sister. And when Zeke had no one to turn to, Azura could really amp up her domination of him.
	Over the years, Zeke found himself locked away in the Fire Kingdom palace. It was one of the most secure places in the world, but for him it became a prison. Restricting Zeke's movements was one of Azura's most significant victories; she wanted him to be trapped in the private areas of the palace much like a woman would be trapped in a harem, as happened in other kingdoms. She seriously enjoyed controlling his life, making him dependent on her and subjecting him to the most demeaning treatments she could imagine.
	All of this was compounded by the fact that the emperor was completely fine with Azura and Zeke fighting with other on the belief that the strongest one should prevail. Fighting dirty was fine -- even encouraged because the emperor only cared about who won. In practice, this meant that Azura could do things like have her acrobatic friend Ly – Ti jab Zeke's chakra points, causing him to fall to the floor paralyzed before crucial royal meetings.
	"Too bad, Zeke! I think you will miss our war-planning meeting today," Princess Azura would gloat, stepping out of her red leather boots and taking off her socks.
	"Mh," Zeke moaned, his body limp despite all his protests.
	Ly – Ti was a lithe circus acrobat with big green eyes and an amazing ability to strike at different pressure points in the body during combat. With some well-placed attacks she could shut down her opponent's body, or even block their ability to use elemental magic.
	Princess Azura removed her socks, putting her feet right up against Zeke's face while she did it to make sure that he got a good view. Her feet were without blemishes and a milky white color, and her soles were quite narrow.
	"This will be the second one you've missed this week! Hmm.. What shall we say, is your excuse?"
	Princess Azura had a vibrant red pedicure and she flexed and scrunched her toes so that a few small bits of cotton fell from her feet onto the ground. It made Zeke cringe. She gently parted his mouth and put both of her socks in there. Their taste was sour, sharp, and completely terrible. They scraped against his tongue and filled his senses with her rank aroma, he couldn't believe she would be so mean. Then she held out her hand and Ly – Ti gave her a rope to tie around Zeke's mouth to keep her socks trapped in there even when he regained the ability to move later.
	They would hogtie him usually, and carry him into Azura's room to toss him face-down onto a pile of her worn shoes. She had so many that he was practically lying on a bed of her pungent footwear: slippers, sandals, flats and boots. Some of them perhaps belonged to Jyla – the two shared a size and swapped footwear often.
	Ly – Ti giggled to see Zeke in such a situation, and Azura's smile was more sadistic.
	"How about this? I will say that you had an attack of nerves, and needed me to go to make decisions for you?"
	Zeke said something muffled against his gag, completely disgusted by the fact that he had Azura's socks in his mouth right now. Having an attack of nerves was one of the most un-kingsmanlike things he could do and the emperor would certainly hold it against him. Azura was ruining his reputation with this kind of trick, but what could he do? Admit the truth: that Azura had tied him up and stuffed her dirty socks in his mouth and locked him away sniffing her shoes for hours? The emperor would see that as just as weak, maybe even worse than having a nervous breakdown.
	"Don't worry," Princess Azura said, looking down at her captive brother, "I know you want to be useful. I will talk to the emperor about putting you to work in a more ... domestic sphere."
	He wouldn't be able to use fire magic while he was tied up like this. He would be stuck there for hours while important decisions were made without him. This was the sort of thing Azura did, and the kingdom rewarded her for it...
**
	  After Zeke lost the fire duel, Princess Azura implemented changes and reforms. The emperor was dead, nobody knew why or how. Nobody dared to ask – Fire Emperors often met their ends in mysterious circumstances and nothing good came from investigating the phenomenon. Azura stood triumphantly before her entire royal court while Zeke showered her feet in impotent kisses that he made to look heartfelt.
	"Please bring us the necessary documents for Zeke to renounce the throne. The Fire Kingdom will expand and thrive beneath my leadership!"
	With that, Princess Azura became Empress Azura, although she still required people to address her as 'princess.' And Prince Zeke became just Zeke, a penniless bodyservant to his own sister. He signed away any claim to the throne and all of his property and essentially became an exile, albeit one who was employed by the Princess herself.
	"You will have no rights," Azura explained as he signed the countless documents, "And you can refuse me nothing."
	She was happier than Zeke had seen her before, and this frightened him.
	"I will also need to make sure you don't produce any potential heirs," she explained.
	"Not that any woman in the kingdom would actually want to sleep with the lowly foot boy, but someone might do it just to get a pregnant and then have a potential claim to my throne. I cannot allow that chance."
	Zeke gasped. She couldn't be talking about gelding him?
	"Go see Ly – Ti. She will be your physician. She will provide us a remedy to this problem."
	Zeke was terrified that he was going to be castrated. Even worse, it was being done by Ly – Ti who, for as much as she teased him, he had always had a crush on. He always thought she felt the same way, but maybe he was just deceiving himself? The lithe girl was the only person who had shown him kindness, such as it were.
	"No, we're not going to geld you!" Ly – Ti said later, laughing in a musical way that made Zeke desire her badly. Her eyes were so pretty when she laughed.
	"It's a special form of chi blocking. It's kind of embarrassing to explain."
	Ly – Ti was blushing – she was a 19 year old girl after all, although less sheltered than Zeke.
	"It, uh, makes it so you can't... achieve climax. Would you turn around please?"
	"What??" Zeke asked.
	Why would Azura insist on such a thing? Memories betrayed him, though: Zeke did spend a lot of time pleasuring himself. Had Azura found out? How could he go from masturbating three times a day to never getting off?
	Ly – Ti quickly pressed two fingers into different locations on Zeke's back. Sometimes it was swift like a punch, others it was slower like an acupressure massage. It wasn't painful, in fact it felt nice for the most part. She would pause sometimes, resting a hand on his shoulder, considering her next move. She finished after a couple of minutes, and Zeke felt no different than before.
	"The next part of it is you need to wear this around your... shaft."
	Zeke couldn't believe that this gorgeous brunette, his childhood crush and fantasy wife, was handing him what looked like a small ring with little circular beads attached to it to put on his cock. The ring itself consisted of thread that could stretch or contract like a rubber band, and it was tight enough that it adhered to his shaft even when it was totally flaccid.
	"And I have to watch you..." Ly – Ti explained when Zeke tried to turn away to put the thing on himself.
	This was a terrible humiliation for Zeke, to have Ly – Ti see him naked in such circumstances. To expose himself to her like this, when he had wanted for years to seduce and win her. Now he was just a curiosity, or another servant to boss around. Having her look at him was more than a little exciting, which became a problem after her had rolled the ring down the length of his cock.
	It felt like something was stinging him!
	"Ow! What's happening? It burns!" Zeke cried out.
	"It stays on you all the time," Ly – Ti said.
	To his amazement, she actually reached down to grab his cock and see if the ring was on correctly! As she gripped it between two of her fingers, Zeke got considerably more erect. But the stinging got worse too!
	"Aah!" Zeke shouted – it was seriously painful at this point, but the pleasure of being stroked by a pretty girl was still there too. He didn't know whether to step away or to lean in and kiss her.
	"Sorry, Zeke," Ly – Ti said.
	She let go of his member, but the pain kept on going. It didn't go down until he became flaccid, which took some time considering how much he liked Ly – Ti. He felt terribly confused. If she was so much nicer than Azura, how come she went along with all of the mean games?
	"We are finished here. Go find Princess Azura."
	Zeke found his sister sitting among some of her female advisors in a drawing room. She was wearing the crown and a red cotton robe with gold trim. Her feet were bare.
	"There you are! Come here, Zeke. This marble floor makes my feet cold, I need you to warm them for me."
	"Yes, Princess," Zeke replied.
	Azura was seated on a sofa, legs folded beneath her. Apparently she wanted to put them down, and she wanted to rest them on Zeke's face to keep them warm! This was especially ridiculous in the Fire Kingdom, where she could snap her fingers and produce an ever-burning flame to keep her feet warm or even infuse the floor with fire elemental magic to make it radiate a constant heat. But she preferred that Zeke debase himself for her, and couldn't get enough of tormenting the poor boy with her smelly princess feet.
	With three other women watching, Zeke lied on his back, his face facing up towards the Fire Princess. Azura smiled as she lowered her soles onto Zeke's face, blocking his vision and covering his whole face from the forehead to the chin. His nose peeked out from between her feet, their sharp aroma cutting him to the core. He was far too familiar with it already.
	"Much better," Azura said, settling some weight down on his face through her soft, shapely feet.
	"Ladies, no need to be modest around Zeke. He can no longer produce seed, and thus control of the royal lineage falls entirely into my hands. Please, treat him as you would any other chaste servant. He is very useful, as a foot-warmer."
	The women all laughed, and Zeke was so much more embarrassed as he felt two more women tentatively resting their feet elsewhere on his body. One advisor put her feet on his abdomen and chest, and the other put hers on his pelvis and the upper part of his leg, at the thigh. Their feet were in fact cold, he noticed right away. It was probably due to the marble floors they had remodeled the Fire Palace with after the Earth Kingdom surrendered.
	Azura demanded it as part of their tribute. The floors were pink marble, hand-quarried, among the rarest building materials in the world. It cost the fallen Earth Kingdom a fortune, and set the tone for the relationship between the two empires from then on. From now on, the Earth Kingdom was a vassal state to the Fire Kingdom. It was a place to gather materials and cheap labor, totally obedient to the Princess's whims, that would labor to provide for her and her kingdom's needs.
	First the women's feet were cold, but soon they got warm resting on Zeke's body and then they started to get a little clammy. Especially Azura's, which were warm to the point of sweating on Zeke's captive face – he was screaming on the inside but laid still. She occasionally wriggled her toes, tickling his chin and cheeks in a disturbing way. The other girls were conscious of their feet getting sweaty too; their solution was to occasionally wipe their feet somewhere else on Zeke's body, drying them off temporarily.
	His chastity ring was driving him insane. Women were rubbing all over him, and even if it was just their feet it still got him excited. But while his cock began to harden from the pleasant back-and-forth motion of the girl's feet by his thigh, he was also completely aware that his sister Azura's feet were right in his face! All the while, that stupid charm around the base of his cock hurt more and more. The sting reminded him of a jellyfish, but some kind of one that hurt more or less painful depending on how hard he was.
	Above Zeke, the women talked about how to rule the world.
	 "We need to show the people that our way is the only way to live, and that it will benefit them personally" Azura said.
	"I want you to create special tax plans and quid pro quo agreements with the wealthy citizens. The goal is to get them to employ more servants and other domestics. We can bring prisoners from the Earth Kingdom if that will help build momentum, but we will also need to model this change within our own lives."
	"What are you going to do with that Earth Kingdom girl, the blind one who goes barefoot all the time?" One of her advisors asked, referring to the 18-year old captive who had fought valiantly against Azura.
	"I've been thinking about that," Azura said,
	"I am working on a special type of footwear for her that will prevent her from using her tremor-sense to visualize the things around her. Then I have to find something for her to do..."
	 "She could stand in place, and hold a tray for people to get drinks from," somebody suggested.
	"Maybe, but I want something bigger for her, after all the difficulties she put me through. Is she ticklish? I think that we should put her feet through all sorts of punishments, telling her that we are researching her ability to see with them. Then we can just tickle her feet, cane them, and expose them to hot rocks to punish her," Azura replied.
	"And to inspire loyalty," one woman added, and Azura seemed pleased with that contribution.
	Zeke knew that the attendants were making note of these things, and would facilitate for them to happen. The meeting continued, with him having absolutely no input and just acting like a human foot warmer.
	When Azura dismissed the women, she kept Zeke as he was.
	"Oh, you should know this," Azura said to him,
	"In order to make your chakra-restraining device, we had to use a... below average size to fit you."
	Zeke could hear her voice dripping with mockery. Below average size. Was she going to insult him about this now, too? Was it even true?
	"Now, I need to get ready for my coronation ball tonight. You will help me to do this: bathe my feet, hold my underwear open for me to step into, things like that. Then we can discuss some more of your new duties."
	Every one of the childish things Azura did to bully Zeke as they were growing up, she could now indulge in freely just by making some some excuse about it being a royal ceremony. And the more time that passed, the bolder she would get. It delighted her to no end to see the fallen prince willingly take her dirty socks into his mouth, then carry them to the washroom on all fours where he would launder them along with the socks and panties of all Azura's other female advisors. Zeke guessed that having him as a whipping boy helped to tame her most sadistic impulses, so that by his torment he was even helping her to be a better ruler.
	The injustice of it was infuriating, and he was helpless to escape until that cursed genie took him to another universe that would probably be even more odious...