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Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

Katara's pleading stare had only worsened her situation. She had hoped that her father would see the agony he was putting her through and stop his monstrous actions. But she was instead given terse words and a sudden, stinging slap to the face. She was then flipped around and pushed down against the counter so her father could re-enter her from behind. It all happened so fast that Katara's wail from the slap was still echoing through the room as Hakoda plunged himself into her. The gag, while it was amazing at stopping any actual words she might be trying to say, wasn't thick enough to stop Katara's sudden burst of screams and howls as she was slapped, flipped, pinned, fucked and then, as if to add insult to injury, spanked. Hakoda's hand impacted her bare ass over and over again as he thrust in and out of her until he'd left a distinct red mark on her round, brown cheek. Katara's voice and tears flowed freely into the room now. The makeshift gag had become saturated in her own saliva and loosened somewhat in the tussle, allowing more of her cries through. Katara had hoped that this would be as bad as it got, that just maybe her father would waste all his energy with the ass-beating and the rage-fucking, but he seemed more invigorated now than he had been before! She yelped as his fingers twisted and caught in her hair, pulling her head back towards him and causing her back to arch enough to lift her beautifully large breasts off of the counter. It felt like he would rip the hair right out of her scalp, but it held fast and only hurt like hell. That seemed to be the common denominator here everything he was doing to her hurt like hell.. so why was her body responding to it!! Despite the way her father was using and abusing her like a cheap whore, Katara's nipples had hardened during the spanking and her dad's cock was now easily slipping in and out of her. She knew Zuko had left a lot of cum inside her, but this felt different. Her body was betraying her! She couldn't even close her mouth to hide the pants she had begun to let out between her horrified cries. 'No! No, I can't be enjoying this! My body is just reacting on it's own! I HATE this!! Please stop! STOP!! Please someone, anyone.. Help me!! Zuko!! Zuko I need you!! Where are you?! Please hear me!!' She had no idea how long her father could keep this up, but she didn't want to find out. Unable to move or waterbend, all she could do was hope that Zuko would hear her struggling and return to save her from Hakoda.
Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

Hakoda had every intention of cumming inside his daughter. If she allowed that filth of a fire bender to do it why shouldn't he get to? If she was willing to throw away everything that he had fought against and protected simply because she thought one fire lord was different then the other than why shouldn't he have fucked her beyond the point where she broke completely, and it seemed that her body agreed with him, cosidering how wet she was, how at every thrust of his cock her body seemed to tighten around him and suck on him. Despite how he was treating her he could actually be fooled into thinking that the woman he had raised to be elegant, to be a diplomat and a warrior was little more than a hardened slut open for anyone to dump their cock into. He supposed that was a good thing really, because it was getting him more and more in the mood to do just that. Looking at how hard Katara's nipples were as he pulled at her he had every intention of fucking her till she went mad. Maybe after this he would go into the next, locked room, and kill The fire lord in front of her. Sure he would get in trouble, but this was his tribe, and if he told them that he found Katara raped no one would blame him for smashing in The fire lords skull. Then as the man bleed out, he would set down his daughter on top of him, and do this all again. Katara seemed to need a positive influince in her life, and as it turned out he had desperately missed the comforts his wife had once afforded him. With him able to keep a closer eye on his daughter he would simply keep her, and rape her every night until she finally came to her senses and acted as the proper woman she was supposed to be. What's more he could hear Katara's moans and pants mixed in with her anguished cries, and he was loving every second of it. His hips were smashing against Katara's leaving the counter she was tied too soaked in a mixture of fluids from her rough fucking. He grabbed Katara by the throat. his grip easily sliding over her as he pressed down on her wind pipe, strangling her as he fucked her. He leaned over her, a soft smile on his face as he looked at Katara in all her beauty and glory of the moment she was being raped. Kya, loved this. Hakoda confessed. Your mother always wanted it so rough, some nights she would have me bruise her, to the point that the other people in the village would actually talk about it. But every night she always asked for more. He held his grip firm on her throat still strangling her as he pulled out her panties from her mouth. No screams, but go ahead... ask your daddy for more.
Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

Nothing was working. Every sound she made, each movement she resisted only fueled her fathers rage. The brown skin of her pelvis had begun to ache from slamming into the counter. It was just another awful sensation for Katara's already stressed out nervous system. Her shapely ass burned each time her father pulled away and exposed the hand-shaped red markings to the cool air in the room. Her back spasmed in pain as Katara's head was yanked backwards by the hair and held in place by a firm hand against her throat, nearly suffocating her. Her nipples buzzed with sensation as the hard nubs were rocked into the chilly air of the room and left exposed. Her pussy ached each time her father bucked forward, shoving open her inner lips and raping her hole until the bulbous head of his cock smashed against her cervix. Then he'd pull all the way out and, for a second, Katara hoped her nightmare might be over. Instead, she'd moan anew each time as she felt her precious slit being invaded once more as the brutal fucking continued. Her throat, that prickled and stung each time she cried, was now tilted back and exposed with her father's massive paw clamped over it. The soft muscles there pushed and struggled to get air, or swallow saliva, or scream for help. Katara felt her father's pace change. She knew something worse was coming soon and she prayed that Zuko would come back for her before this incestuous act bore permanent consequences. Her first instinct was to scream as Hakoda pulled the stained and soaked cloth from her mouth, but her father was quick to shut her up. What was he saying to her? Her departed mother liked this? Who could honestly enjoy this kind of treatment?! But he wanted her to talk. This was her chance. She had only seconds to decide what to say, and how loudly. And suddenly she knew just what to say. Dad, please.. don't! Please stop! This is wrong! Please! She begged her father to listen, to stop, untie her and let her go. But he hadn't been put off by her tears, so why did she think this would work. Desperate, Katara screamed as loud as she could. DADDY PLEASE STOP THIS!!!!! GET OFF ME!! SOMEONE HELP, PLEASE!!!!! HELP!!! HE'S RAPING ME!!!
Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

Anger filled Hakoda as Katara screamed rather than following his orders. In a moment of rage as he was deep inside his daughter. His cock already twitching and desiring release he grabbed Katara's arm and smashed it hard against the counter where she was tied down. The amount of pressure he put into his attack and the odd way her arm was bent already from being tied up made it an easy target. Never in his life had Katara been so disobediant to him, never in his life would he have imagined that he would loose his daughter to a fire bender, or that she have chosen to be the emperors whore over the moral center for her people, but he could see it now, she was nothing to him. Her body was a toy for him, and as he broke her arm, he reached a climax as she screamed, not caring that she was in pain. he let the first few drops spill inside of her, but pulled out shortly after, the rest of his cum spilled over her. Soiling her brown skin with her fathers seed, watching as his milk, spilled onto her breasts and face he let out a satisfied groan. You are no daughter of mine, they will kill you along with your boy toy in the morning, and I won't even blink. He shoved his daughter, away leaving her tied up and laying in the mess he had made of her. He didn't bother to hide it considering that she had just screamed it. The men outside of this house were loyal too him, and while there would be questions, none would care. Perhaps her grand mother, but he wouldn't hear what that old crone had to say. As he turned to leave however the bedroom door exploded with fire. The prince hadn't been restrained, and he turned with fists ready to fight. As Zuko charged Hakoda, the match up was over in an instant. Hakoda was larger than zuko. His body was an engine built on war, and he was as good with his hands as he was with his weapon. The impact Hakoda's fist made with Zuko's gut was loud enough that Katara could probably hear his ribs splinter against his side. The power in your bending comes from your breath. Lets see what you can do with one less lung. Zuko let out a pained gasp as he fell to the ground, and Katara's father walked off unchallenged and unopposed, leaving his daughter humiliated, and her lover broken. If you repent before tomorrow i may let you live as a servant. Hakoda said as he walked off leaving the house. Zuko gripped his side struggling to breath as he clutched his side shaking and wondering closer to Katara, making the situation worse as he tried to untie her, before loosing conciousness and falling over top of her. His face landing against her breasts and in a pool of her fathers cum, further spreading the mess the man had left on her.
Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

Zuko breathed hard and rasping at times his body just shuddered as he remained unconcious but as Katara worked his body to heal him he started to breath more normally as his body was mended. As he was pushed off of her albeit gently his body was slumped over the counter, and as she pushed him he fell to the ground in a heap though a much more peaceful heap. When she removed the blood from his lungs he coughed a heavy rasping breath and his body shuddered for a moment before his yellow eyes finally opened. His entire body felt sore as he slowly looked around him. When he came too he could hear Katara's soft voice sobbing that she needed him. He slowly rose back from the land of the dead. He coughed and sputtered for a moment. His eyes searching the room and finding Katara's soft body, the tears in her eyes caused him to pause for a moment. Normally waking up with his head in Katara's naked lap would have been a dream come true, but remembering everything that had come before it he softly reached his hand up to her face to gently cup her cheek. Brushing his hand along her body gently. I'm so sorry. Zuko shuddered for a moment as he got up offering his hand to Katara and softly picking her up to her feet. His hands softly embracing her. Holding her against his chest so that she could do whatever she needed to feel some pillar of stability. He hadn't heard what had been going on until it had been much too late. While he had been betrayed by his own family long ago and left with the scars of that day for the rest of his life, just looking around him told a story so much worse than what Ozai had done to him. Then looking at her arm he helped to untie her hands seeing how her one arm had been broken he swallowed hard suddenly rather unsure of what he could do to help this. Can you heal that? Without waiting for her answer he went to what accounted for a sink pulling the pump to draw out some of the harsh cold water and making sure that it pooled deep enough for Katara to use on her broken arm. I made an escape route, but we're still going to be on this land mass come tomorrow. I don't know where we can run that would be far enough away. Where we could go that would actually be safe. I can only get us out of this cabin.
Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

Zuko had to avert his eyes from the repair process that Katara was undergoing. It wasn't that it was painful to look at, he knew at least what it felt like to break an arm, and to be in great physical pain, but watching someone he cared about be in pain was always something that made him nauseous not to mention the fact that he had to watch her put her arm back into the right place. Wincing still he let Katara work through the pain, the most he did was support her in the instant that he felt like she was about to fall over, his hand on her back as he held her for a moment. The other thing he did was go about her room while she worked and gathered up fresh, clean clothing. They had been locked up in the house she had been staying in after all, and while escaping was a priority escaping naked into cold of the night did not sound like the greatest plan. His mind was a little off from the current view he had of Katara. There were no clean wrappings or underwear but he did find clean outer layers for her. He came back after a moment of silence, and handed her the clothing. Seeing that she had use of her arm again, he did one more thing, his hand brushed along her face for a soft moment before he kissed Katara's lips. It was a soft reassuring kiss paired with a brush of her hair and the silent assurance that nothing would happen to her from here on out. He had failed to protect her the first time, but he wouldn't settle for that. Follow me. after she had gotten dressed Zuko pulled her towards the bedroom, He had been lucky that Katara's father had not checked the bedroom, because in the moment of her scream he hadn't put the room back together. He had cut the hole under the bed, small enough for one person to slip through at a time, he hadn't bothered with stairs rather it was more like a smooth slide into the ice. Took me a while to find a place where the ice was thick enough. The tunnel was dark, and small, and the two had to crawl their way under the building, the only light would come from Zuko's fire as he held a small wisp of fire in his hands making the already cramped space, hot, and heavy as the fire stole just as much air as the two people in the cave. It also caused the odd drip of water and creaking noise. Not knowing which way to go Zuko had chosen only to cut in one constant strait direction, which he had measured out from the room he had started in. By going this way he had assumed that they would be able to cut under the village, however as time went on, and the clostrophobic setting became more so, there was a crack as Zuko hit more brittle ice that hadn't been prepared for the weight of two people. That... didn't happen befo His voice gave away to the sudden breaking of ice, and the two fell forward, down another path and another slide, this time thick with ocean water, tumbling and rolling Zuko landed hard against the smooth glacial surface the fire dying as he lost concentration, and all light going out as they fell into a cavern under the nation, one that had been used and carved out long ago to protect the people of the tribe from fire nation raiders.
Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

Katara awoke in the dark, cold and alone. If Zuko was anywhere nearby, she couldn't tell. Had they fallen? Where were they? Not for the first time, she wished she had been blessed with firebending. Taking care with how she moved, Katara felt blindly around in the ice tunnel. Her throat was raw from earlier, but she needed to find the Fire Lord. Zuko? Zuko where are you? There was a note of panic in her voice but she was careful to keep it down to a loud whisper. Please show me where you are! I cant see anything. I need you. But the ice remained still. What if they had been separated in the fall? Zuko would freeze to death and she would be blind and lost in undergeound ice catacombs forever! Panic motivated Katara as she pulled her knees beneath her body and slowly stood up. She couldn't reach the ice ceiling even with her arms outstretched so she guessed this part of the tunnel must be wider. How wide? And how far did they fall? She took a few gentle steps across the darkness, hoping for some kind of answer. After four steps, she met an ice wall. Her fingers probed it for clues. It was smooth and well made. The normal ripples and imperfections seen in natural ice walls were missing from this one. It was almost as if someone made it. A fragment of a history lesson long forgotten popped into Katara's head. Something about underground caverns carved out in the early days of the war as a shelter for the southern tribes. As the war raged on and the southern water benders were killed or captured, the passageways and caverns were sealed or forgotten. If the two of them had stumbled into an old escape tunnel, there was a good chance they'd make it out to the surface again. That is, once she found her lover. Katara leaned against the wall and dared call out his name. He had to be here. He had to be. ZUKO!! Where are you!!
Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

Zuko let out a loud groan, when he heard his name practically being screamed. He got up slowly from where he had landed and was laying, the shock to his system of having landed on his back passing him as he checked over himself. He could hear her voice, but was unsure of where he was hearing it from. He tried opening his eyes, and the shade of darkness changed, but he couldn't even see his own hands. Katara? Where are you? He got to his feet, and opened his hand with a breath he created and held aloft a single flame. Like the sun warriors had taught him, keeping the flame alive with every breath and heart beat he took the small torch helped to illuminate the room they were in. It wasn't all ice, a lot of it was carved into the rock that was under the southern water tribe. The chamber they had fallen into was a large one, large enough that when he walked to one end of the room, the other end wasn't visible, then again he only really made enough light for about twenty feet of visibility. Walking towards Katara's voice he found her rather easily, the only other person in the tunnel, he quickly pulled her into a hug, and then because that simply wasn't enough he pressed his lips against hers in a heated welcoming kiss. Showing his passion for her as he held her close his hand against her hip. If the two had time he would have showed her exactly how much everything meant. The room had a relative feel of safety, but they weren't out of the freezer yet. When the kiss broke he stood illuminated by the fire. After all that had happened the two of them were still alive, and together, and together they could escape this hell hole, but first they had to figure out which way lead out of the village. When I came here so many years ago, it only took one small warship to nearly conquer your entire village, now I can't even get out of here. Oh how times have changed. His eyes went to the walls, and on them small paintings. He was probably the first fire bender to ever step foot in this place, and the story the walls told were a touch chilling. Each painting recounted the raids set upon them by the fire nation for so many years. Telling how the numbers of the village had gone from thousands, to hundreds, to where it stood now with only dozens of families. Guilt passed his features as he realized what he had just said and where he had said it. These tunnels were built to be a refuge from him, a place to stash children, and women to escape the village as it came under attack. Now it was helping to protect a fire bender from it's own people. Walls don't understand irony, nor do they judge. Zuko's examinations though did lead him to figuring out which way was out. When he touched the wall he found it to be textured, he took Katara's hand and showed her what he was looking at. When they shaped the stone, they had done so that by touching the wall one could feel the direction of the cave. This way leads out.
Thread: Avatar: Fire & Water (East & StarSiren)

It was amazing that these tunnels had been under this village the entire time. When he had first arrived to the Southern tribe all those years ago, he had thought them all to be pathetic, but while Katara had gone off swimming to halt the advance of her own tribe to buy them more time to travel these long forgotten halls under the ice. He had studied the stories and art of the tunnel. The paintings that told the story of the water benders sacrificing themselves time and time again so that the rest of their village could survive. Zuko knew more about the story of the southern raiders, the men and women whom manned those old warships, who came to the south to fight and expand the fire nations reach, to find the future avatar after the air bender had vanished from sight. It was a story that usually ended with the majority of ships not coming home, to families, being cut short and drowned among the ice. Of course they were always the invading force, Zuko had learned not to view history from the view he had been taught in schools, the fire nations indoctrination was still something he was fighting, and the colonies were something that he was trying desperately to fix, though some had been there for over a hundred years, the oldest of them was where Aang was currently instead of this summit. A summit that turned out to be a plot on his life. Zuko let out a sigh. He watched Katara return, and helped her up out of the ice water. He knew she could dry herself, but he still kept her close as he was holding the light source, the small flame that would help her keep warm. These tunnels have to come out somewhere. Even so in the dark underground it was hard to judge time of all things. It was hard for him to figure out just how long they were down here. On occassion the fire would get a little too hot, draining too much of the air around them causing him to sweat, and when it became hard to breath he would snuff it out, and walk with a hand on the wall, and the other hand would take Katara's leading her like he knew where they were going. Till the tunnels got cold again at which point he could pull his hand away from the wall and restart the fire, but never once did he let go of Katara she was too precious. When they came to the end of the tunnel it was a hidden exit. A wall of ice that they could escape from. Cutting it open didn't take too much effort and they were rewarded with the fading twilight of evening. They had walked almost all day, but they were out in the open. And what's more there were docks down below. signs of civilization and candles burning in the twilight of night. A ship at the moors. This wasn't the water tribe, it was a bit larger, it was a port built onto their land. Zuko didn't recognize the village which only meant that this place would be better for them. If we can get onto that boat than we can get back to the fire nation. and from the fire nation he could return Katara to her family, her husband in the colonies.... he almost wanted to ask her to stay in the fire nation with him.