A Game of Questions

Katara let out an ear splitting shriek of pain and horror as Azula hit her with another burst of lightning. This was the second one, in as many questions. The game had sounded so simple. Azula would ask Kya some questions, for every question she got either wrong, or that Azula suspected was not truthful, Katara would be zapped. If Kya got a question right, she would be rewarded. For the game, Azula had bound Katara to the foot of the bed, and **** Kya to sit on a chair facing her mother.

It had only been two questions so far, "Is your mother a whore?" and "What's was the name of the 6th Fire Lord of the 8th Dynasty." Kya was already near tears, and Katara was breathing heavily into her gag.

Azula was having a blast though. "Now let's see." She mused, pacing back and forth. "You're too stupid to get history questions right." She mocked, patting Kya on the head before continuing to pace "And you're too innocent to even know what a stupid, dirty, dirty slut, your own mother is. Isn't that right Katara? You're nothing but a slut?" Katara didn't answer, she just bowed her head down and continued to breath heavily into her gag. "I know, what's Princess Zuzu's favorite color?"

Kya looked nervous as she answered "She likes blue, especially sky blue."

Azula grinned, now she was getting somewhere. "Good girl." She handed Kya a small piece of candy. Kya looked up confused, as if she hadn't expected that reaction. "What is Princess Anko's favorite color?"

Kya started breathing harder "Um... orange?" Before she could even finish her answer, Azula zapped Katara again. "No please, you're hurting her!"

Azula grinned "She can take it." Once Katara had calmed down Azula feigned ignorance "How many questions was that?"

Kya started counting on her hand "Um, that was this many! Four right?"

Azula grinned back "You forgot the question about how many questions." Katara shrieked again as her body was wracked with electric induced pain.

Kya got up crying "I'm sorry Empress I'm too stupid to count, your daughter only started teaching me. Please don't punish Mom like this!"

Azula smiled to herself. This was working better than she expected, and was fun too. Putting on her best, and fake, look of surprise she turned around "Zuzu's been teaching you to count?"

Kya was still tearing up as she fiddled with her hands "Palace slaves aren't educated. I can't read or count! Zuzu said she'd teach me, because she knew it made me feel stupid for not knowing numbers." The girl was starting to cry harder now, clearly she wasn't as strong willed as her mother, "Please, you've proven your point, I'm an idiot. Can we stop playing now. I'll do anything."

"Anything you say?" Azula walked up to the girl, brushing some loose hairs away from her sobbing face. "Will you piss on your mother's face for me?"

Kya looked scared and mortified by this request. She glanced at her mother Katara, looking weak and defeated in her position tied to the foot-board of the bed. "Y-yes. I will."

"Good. But not right now. Zuzu asked not to miss anything." Azula said, patting the girl on the head.

"Not in front of Zuzu! Please!" Kya called out, more **** than ever "Please don't make me do that in front of her!"

Azula glared back at the prisoner "What is my daughter to you?"