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The Punishment of Korra
By: Stinger Date: September 3, 2020, 6:47 pm
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"Wah, were am I?" Korra asked, rubbing her sore head.
The avatar woke up to find herself in a red room barely lit with
torches and cauldrons full of dull fire. There didn't appear to
be an exit in sight. She gingerly got to her feet and stumbled
about when another voice called out to her.
"Finally awake I see." said a very stern and some-what seductive
voice.
Korra looked at the corner of the room to see someone she knew
to be dead. The former princess of the Fire-Nation Azula. This
couldn't be, she had died thirty years before Korra had been
born. And if she were alive she'd be late eighties at the least.
But she looked no older than old portraits of her from her time
during the war. She couldn't have been any older than Korra.
"How is this possible?" Korra asked, "Am I in the spirit world?"
"To a degree." Azula said, standing up and approaching the
avatar. "I am the spirit of punishment. Or rather my soul was
plucked out of the ether to embody the spirit of punishment."
"P-Punishment." Korra said with a quiver, "Whats that supposed
to mean?"
"It means young lady, you haven't performed in a satisfactory
manner." The princess said, putting her hands on her hips, "And
as such I'll be punishing you, so that you'll learn from your
mistakes."
"How?" Korra asked with a gulp.
Azula got closer and whispered into Korra's ear, "With a good
spanking of course."
Korra's eyes shrank in fear, her face flustered red with
embarrassment and her hands instinctevely covered her bottom.
"B-BU-U-T-T! I'm too old!" She pleaded.
"Indeed." Azula said with a cruel smirk, "And thats whats going
to make this so enjoyable."
She grabbed Korra by the ear and led her to the corner of the
room, ignoring Korra's pleas of mercy. Azula sat down on her
chair and dragged Korra over to the right of her. Against the
avatar's strength she yanked down her baggy navy trousers, her
fur waist-cape and her blue undergarments. Azula proceeded to
bend Korra over her lap and held her in place by clutching her
left arm around her waist while her right arm poked and prodded
Korra's rump to get a good feel on where to begin.
"Please stop!" Korra pleaded, her arms hanging uselessly off the
side of the chair.
Azula ran her taloned fingers across Korra's bum, it nice and
plump but firm and toned. She gave it a quick and sharp slap to
test the jiggle, it didn't wobble and instead a quickly fading
handprint was left on the avatar's brown booty. Korra gasped at
the strength of the princess, no matter how hard she squirmed,
or struggled Azula kept her in place, never removing her arm.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Azula laid down three hefty swats, one on the left, one on the
right and one down the middle. The avatar yelped at those hits
and looked back at Azula with tears in her eyes.
"Please princess, spirit or whatever, I'm sorry!" Korra pleaded,
"Just don't do this!"
"Silence brat!" Azula scolded, giving Korra a rather hard smack
on her right cheek, leaving a dark pink handprint. "You'll take
this and thats final!"
With that, Azula proceeded to give Korra the spanking of her
life. Azula's cleavage heaved with every hefty swat as did
Korra's when the smacks resonated with the rest of her otherwise
muscular body. Korra's pleas fell on deaf ears and soon her
words turned to inane babbling as she was left sobbing from each
slap. The room became flooded with the symphony of spank, a bare
hand smacking a rather fleshy bottom, sending waves of pain
throughout the body. Finally Azula was satisfied with the hand
spanking and took a moment to blow on her sore hand.
"I must say avatar, this is a rather firm rump you've got here."
Azula said, giving it a rub with her non-spanking hand.
Korra couldn't respond, she couldn't even form words as she
sobbed. Azula soothed Korra's rump by rubbing her down with her
cool hand. Once Korra had calmed down, Azula stood her up and
walked her over to the corner. Azula made Korra place her hands
on the top of her head, fingers laced as Azula inspectd her poor
spanked butt. The princess had left two bright red handprints on
the avatar's bottom. One for each slappable cheek.
"Very good, you stay here I'll be right back." Azula instructed,
"And don't you dare rub or else. Stick your bottom out."
"Y-Yes ma'am." Korra said, sticking out her rump as she stood in
the corner.
Ten minuets later, Azula returned and Korra heard the sound of
various objects being shuffled around. She shuddered to think
what was next.
"Turn around avatar." Azula ordered.
Korra complied and much to her horror, Azula had brought a table
with various spanking implements. A long wooden paddle with
holes. A smaller golden paddle with no holes. A hairbrush made
out of cherry wood. A long switching cane like the ones used in
Fire-Nation Schools. And a strap used to sharpen razors.
"Y-You can't be serious!" The avatar yelped.
"Oh but I am." Azula said sternly, approaching with the brush in
hand, "Now get back across my knee. You're going be here a
while."
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