Aggressive

"Get me another one of these." Azula waved her empty wine bottle at me. That wasn't good. She seemed to take it relatively well, but if she went for another bottle that could mean trouble. I wasn't against her drinking, but she would have to build up a tolerance to it first.

"I honestly don't think that's a good idea. **** needs a while to reach its full effect."

She gave me a nasty look. "I gave you an order."

"I'm just saying, you might..." But I didn't get any further, as she let a flame shoot up from her palm.

"We had a deal, and you're breaking it. I could kill you on the spot, you realize this?" Oh, so she was back to that again.

"Allright, I'll get you ano..." But I was interrupted again.

"No. I think I've gotten too lenient with you. Perhaps you need a shorter leash." Uh-oh, that didn't sound too pleasant. She kicked her footrest away into the TV stand.

"Get over here." Well, I fucked up now. I got up and stood in front of her, not sure was she was planning. I recalled the emergency shutdown word in case she was going to attempt to hurt me. I really didn't like the idea of using it, especially since I would just have to deal with her once I reactivated her, but I wasn't going to risk life or limb to avoid it, either.

"Kneel." For a moment I hesitated, as I was shortly reminded of an execution but decided to obey her for now. She leaned over me, pulling my head back by my hair, forcing me to look into her eyes. I had never been into S&M all that much, but there was no denying that she looked extremely sexy, as she sat on the chair like it was a throne.

"Don't forget, that I'm a princess and you are nothing but a servant to me." Well, they said, you should always try out new things, and since I could just shut her down when everything else failed it was safe enough to do so with her. And it wasn't like I wasn't turned on by her acting so dominant.

"I'm sorry, your highness. Let me make it up to you." Her face softened significantly at that and she released my hair.

"That's better. Now, massage my feet." She ordered, putting her leg up to me. That was another fetish that I wasn't exactly comfortable with, but just massaging her feet would be fine. Not that I had any idea how to do this. I started by simply rubbing my hands on her feet pushing my fingers into her soles. She was apparently satisfied with my work, as after a while she retracted her leg and put up the other. I repeated my treatment from before. A few minutes into that, she pulled her leg away from me and pulled my head up again, much gentler this time.

"See, as long as you follow my orders nothing bad will happen to you. Now..." With that she started unbuttoning her jeans. I immediately got my hopes up at that. Was I finally getting somewhere? As Azula had pulled down her pants and stepped out of them, revealing very toned legs she leaned back.

"Remove my undergarments for me." I sprung into action perhaps a bit too fast as she stopped my hands before I could even reach up to her waist.

"No hands." She told me with a very sexy smile.

Holy. Shit.

I leaned back, having to take a breath. This was hot as hell. Carefully I moved forward again, my hand gripping the side rest, as I hovered my face over her black cotton panties. I just had to stop myself again, admiring how nicely they hugged her form.

"I better don't feel any teeth." Azula told me as she ruffled my hair for a bit. Very carefully I pressed my face slightly into her lower stomach. Her skin felt soft to the touch and was pleasantly warm. I tried to wriggle my tongue under the waistband but only succeded in licking across her skin. Not that this was a bad thing of course. After some fidgeting I managed to grab the waistband with my lips and inclined my head to get my teeth under it. Very slowly I started to pull Azula'spanties down, she supported me by raising her butt ever so slightly. I managed to pull them down to her mid thighs before the snapped from my mouth. I immediately grabbed them again, resisting the urge to stare, and continued pulling. As soon as I was over her knees I was tempted to let them drop to the ground, but Azula had a different idea.

"Don't lose them again."

And so I inched backwards a bit in my kneeling position, lowering my head along her splendid legs. When I was almost at the ground in a very awkward forward crouch, she lifted her feet ever so slightly to allow me to drag her panties out from under her feet. Before I could raise my head back, I felt a slight pressure on the back of my head. Azula had placed one of her feet on me. I didn't try to move upward, no matter how uncomfortable my current position was.

"You performed well. Since you've been such an obedient servant, you will be allowed to help me with something very special." I couldn't really respond, with her teeth still holding her underwear. I heard her shifting, before removing her foot from me.

"Close your eyes and raise." I did as instructed. She took her panties from my mouth and then I felt something really strange. As if someone was putting on a hat on me, but the feeling lowered over my eyes.

"We wouldn't want you to peek after all." At this I opened my eyes and saw nothing but blackness. Azula had turned her underwear into a makeshift blindfold for me.

"Now you will have the honor of providing me with an orgasm." I felt her hand on the back of my head, pulling me forward. She stopped when my cheeks touched her thighs. Slowly I inched forwards until my nose moved into something very warm and wet. I moved upward while sticking out my tongue. And I hot the jackpot. My tongue had found Azula's labia and I gave it an enthusiastic lick, which was rewarded by a sharp inhale. I moved my tongue further until I found her clit, licking over it a few times, before taking it in my mouth sucking on it while giving it a few flicks of my tongue. Azula responded with a draw out moan.

I went down and pressed my tongue into her before moving it in a circular motion. I felt her grab my head and pushing it further into her.

"Oh fuck. Don't you dare stop." I heard her while she made sure of it by grabbing my hair again and holding me in place while grinding her pussy on my face. I could feel her beginning to shake as I tried to give her as much of my tongue as possible. Suddenly I felt another kind of pressure on me, she had pressed her thighs on both sides of my head. That combined with her pulling my hair towards her actually made it difficult to breathe. I continued licking her to the best of my abilities as she erupted in a symphony of moans above me as her body went into a series of convulsions. At one point she bucked her hips so hard upwards that her wet pussy actually made a slapping sound on my face which at this point was absolutely coated in her juices.

As erotic as the entire experience was, I actually needed to breathe. I tried to bring my hands to her knees and push them apart a bit, but she didn't budge. I felt my vision start to go black, as she finally started to slow down and release my hair. I jerked my head backwards grasping for air. The first breath almost hurt in my lungs. I was so out of it, that I needed a few moments to collect myself before I even realized what had happened.

Azula's grinding on my face had moved her panties upwards so I could now see. It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen. Azula almost laid in the armchair, her legs spread with her cleanly shaven pussy, thighs and even some of her lower stomach coated in a mixture of her pussy juices and my saliva. Her mouth hung open with some drool coming out of it, her eyes were completely unfocused and she was still twitching in the afterglow of her orgasm occasionally. Since she seemed rather out of it at the moment I used the opportunity to get up, as the blood flow in my lower legs had stopped from being on my knees for so long.

Azula reacted to that, though. Her eyes focused on me and her face turned into something that could only be described as primal fear. While I had taken some time to recover from our session, she was still completely out of it. She was weak right now, and that probably wasn't a feeling that she liked, nor was used to.

I sighed, going down to her level and giving her a reassuring look. She tried to sit up and bring her hands in front of her.

"Your highness, would you like to go to bed now?" I asked her gently. She exhaled sharply, but her face became more relaxed instantly. She closed her eyes and gave me a weak smile.

"Actually I'd like you to carry me." That I hadn't expected, but I tried my best to get her out of the armchair and took her in a bridal carry, to which she responded by immediately wrapping her arms around my neck. She was heavier than expected but I managed to carry her to her bed, with the stairs and the door to her room giving me slight problems. Finally, I set her down as gently as possible. Almost instantly, she pulled the blanket over herself.

"Good night, princess." I said, as I made my way back to the door.

"Good night, John." She weakly responded.

As I made my way downstairs I grinned to myself. It had been fun, even though I was now left with a raging boner. Surely the next day would bring some more progress in that regard. I picked up Azula's jeans and was reminded to also pull her underwear off my head. After smoking another cigarette and emptying the rest of my bottle I cleaned everything up and made my way to the bedroom, taking a quick shower before getting into bed. I still had a massive erection. I wondered if I should maybe jerk one out myself. I idly remembered that I had put Azula's panties along with her jeans in front of her room. Maybe I could actually use them? Or I could visit her, maybe she was still up, and was willing to try something else? However I couldn't deny that it was already late, so maybe it was better to just go to bed and see how she would react tomorrow.