In Asami’s hand was a strap-on dick. “A-asami…” Korra said. “W-what is… what is that?”
Asami smirked as she said nothing but the strap-on down on the table and then as she approached Korra, used her fingers to slowly undo Korra’s bonds. “While you may be a good… submissive girl…” Asami whispered. “I think it’s time you take control.”
“Asami?” Korra said, curiously.
“You are the Avatar,” Asami whispered. “And I want you to show me what that means.”
Asami pulled the harness off and then laid in Korra’s position. Asami put the harness onto her body, and turned to Korra. “Are you sure?” Korra asked.
“Consider this part of your training. If you go farther than I’d like, then I’ll use our safe word ‘Aang’,” Asami said.
Korra nodded. “Okay,” she said. “But I’m not going to go easy on you.”
“I hope not,” Asami said.
