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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Avatar:_The_Last_Airbender
  Character:
      Iroh_(Avatar), Azula_(Avatar)
  Additional Tags:
      Royalty, Uncle/Niece_Incest, Forced_Orgasm
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-09-21 Words: 1319
****** Alternative disicipline ******
by insanenoodlyguy
Summary
     Azula has just conquered Ba Sing Se. And then she relaxed her guard.
Notes
     Takes place after Season 2 finale.
Azula hit the ground with a wet thud. The plan had officially been shot to
hell. Uncle Iroh hadn’t surrendered in that cave. He just decided to get close
to her. She'd known to bind his hands and feet and gag him, but who was
supposed to know he could shoot flame from his nostrils!
Zuko hadn’t even fucking tried to fight back, but honestly that probably
wouldn’t have changed the ending of this. Her Dai Li agents were strewn about
the throne room’s floor. Mai had been thrown by an explosion into a wall and
wasn't moving. Ty Lee had actually managed to get close to the old man, only to
actually be hit so hard by a closed fist her head bent in a way even she wasn't
supposed to be able to move. Azula had thought at least this had put Iroh in
perfect position to take a full on lightning blast, but somehow he sent it back
at her. She'd thought the incident on the ship had been a fluke!
Her thoughts were interrupted as she was grabbed by the ear, and wrenched to
her feat. It wasn't enough the old man had actually disabled her fire bending
like some fat, balding Ty Lee, now he was dragging her like she was still a
babe!
"Enough of this Azula! My brothers dreams have always been insane, but now they
nearly killed the world itself! Do you even realize what would happen if the
Avatar died in that state? No more standing by!"
Still full of at least one kind of fire, Azula shot back. "Your victory here
changes nothing! Father will still rule the world, and history will remember
you as a traitorous footnote! And make no mistake Uncle, the-augh!"
Iroh had dragged her to the throne, and had sat upon it. Tugging her head to
the side, he stuck a leg out and sent her to her knees, then grabbing her by
the back of her shirt and hoisting her across his legs. "You have been far too
spoiled niece! It is high time you received some discipline." With that, he
shifted his legs, pointing her buttocks upward. Azula had just enough time to
figure out what was about to happen before the pain began.
Azula screamed. Not so much from the pain, though it did hurt. But she'd had
pain before. No, it was the base indignity of the situation. Here, on the
throne of the city she'd conquered, she was being treated as a peasent whelp
needing to be paddled!
"You!" he was punctuating each of his words with another slap "ARE! NOT! THAT!
SPECIAL!" Insult to injury. "STOP! CONQUERING! THINGS! DRINK! SOME! GODDAMN!
TEA!" Azula couldn't speak, it was really starting to hurt now. She did however
try to shake her head in protest. Iroh brought his hand down one more time, the
hardest yet, and left it there. "What is your problem girl? You and your
brother alike! So quick to burning and destroying! He was stuck on a ship full
of men and no hope of a woman, he at least has some excuse! I highly doubt
however that your a vir... no. Is that it?"
Now Azula found her voice, head snapping up "Torture and humiliate me if you
must uncle, but I am not having a special family talk with you!"
Iroh stared into her eyes a moment, then shook his head. "By Agni. Of course.
Powerful youngsters with all the fire of youth and no outlet. Of course they
want to burn everything."
Azula's cheeks burned in embarrassment. Damn the Old Lech! "It's not like that
at all! I'm focused! Chaste by choice! Unlike my Brother, the scarred fa-gah!"
Iroh smacked her with his other hand, across the face this time.
"This is not an argument! This is a lecture!" Iroh rolled his eyes. "All these
urges, and you don't even try to put them towards something that'd at least
inflict pleasure for once! The fire nation's children are not meant to be as
frigid as you!"
Azula longed more then ever to expel flame again. She was not frigid! She was
dedicated! Besides, why should she give anything of herself to some unworthy
soldier or bumbling servant? She needed someone strong! Powerful! Someone who
could stand against her! Someone who... what the hell?
Iroh had moved a finger underneath the hem of her pants. "in fact, I suspect
you've never even inflicted pleasure on yourself..."
"Uncle..." Azula ventured in a voice both confused and appalled. "WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?!?!"
"Up till now, obviously approaching this the wrong way." Iroh responded. His
hand was now gently caressing the buttocks he'd been tanning before. "You've
known pain forever. More won't improve you. You need to try the opposite."
Azula was ready to dub this a particularly bad day. She'd just gotten spanked
figuratively in battle and literally right after, and now a sex-obsessed old
man was ready to complete his dominance of her by molesting. This was not the
strong man she'd had in mind for this! And yet, this was the first man who'd
ever touched her in such ways... she felt the same tension in her loins she'd
first felt watching her brother's face burn as Iroh index finger traced down
perineum and just began to hit the bottom of her lips.
Iroh himself did feel a little weird about this. He’d always been a bit
uncomfortable with most of the habits of royalty, incest amongst them. On the
other hand, he’d not been able to beat the anger out of either of his brothers
children (or in one case, the stupid), and since that nice water bending girl
has last been seen trying to kill Zuko and the tea shop girl with the ample
chest was nowhere near, there was only one sibling to test this on right now
with who was at hair. With a sigh, he dragged a calloused finger across the
girls slit, till he found the protruding bump near the top. Azula began
squirming like a fish on a hook, but he pressed a hand firmly on her back to
keep her in place.
Azula stopped fighting it. She was royalty after all. They did shit like this.
She’d always had strange dreams about her father, and after watching him smash
the heads of two Earthbenders together moments ago, she now was willing to
admit felt a similar twitching feeling in her abdomen at the time for her
uncle. And his fingers were amazing! She felt as if the whole area was getting
hotter and hotter. Then she realized it was. He was warming his hand! It was
becoming uncomfortably hot between her legs, and damned if it wasn’t working
for her! The fire in her loins burned hotter and hotter, till suddenly she
drenched it, her uncles hand and her undergarments with liquid, spasms and
moans.
Exhausted from the physical and mental drain of her first orgasm, when her
uncle let go of her she slid right to the floor. Iroh stood up, and with far
more dignity then anybody should have in this situation simply walked towards
the door. “I’ll be escaping now.”
“As soon as my legs stop twitching, I will hunt you down and kill you for this,
you know. I have to.” Azula felt she had to say it, though for some reason she
couldn’t summon any of the hate she knew she should be feeling.
Her Uncle turned back to her, and snorted. “You’re going to lock yourself in
whatever room you’ve claimed as your own in this palace and experiment until
you can recreate what just happened.”
As he stepped out the door, and she heard fading sounds of yells and fire, she
finally found her anger again. Damned Old Pervert. She hated him most of all
when he was right.
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