Asami makes Korra dance for her.

As they headed for the guest room Korra stayed in whenever visiting Air Temple Island, they did catch a few looks from the Airbenders and other residents. Thanks to the perception filters, they didn't register anything odd about Asami walking Korra like a dog, nor their harem outfits, nor find anything to judge about it. Though a few of the younger guys definitely enjoyed the view. Korra simply grinned at the show they were putting on before they reached the guest room. Doing things like that so shamelessly was quite the thrill!

Once the door was shut, Asami proceeded to make herself comfortable on Korra's bed, and had her dispel the chain, but left the collar on. "Alright, now get up and dance for me. And make it sexy," Asami purred at Korra.

"Of course, Mistress! Anything for you!" Korra crooned as she slowly got to her feet, already swaying her body. Once she was fully upright, she began to gracefully roll her hips in tantalizing ways, moving her arms to and fro. Her belly undulated with an almost ethereal dexterity, and each motion of her torso added a nice bounce to her firm breasts.

Asami sat back, making herself comfortable on the bed, her left hand going to play with her own chest through the sheer silk as she watched Korra's erotic display. Her other hand slid down her belly and down the waistband of her harem pants, stroking her own folds. "Oh yes, that's it, keep going, slut!" Asami encouraged Korra.

Korra was happy to oblige, eager to please, and even excited when Asami called her a slut. The normally degrading comment felt quite empowering for a Sex Genie. She twirled a few times, before settling on a stance with her back to Asami, gyrating her hips in a way that made her ass move in very enticing ways.

Asami bit her lip, loving the show, and knowing that Korra's only concern was in that fact. Indeed, Korra was absolutely reveling in the performance she was giving just to please Asami. It filled her with a profound sense of fulfillment to act solely based on what Asami wanted. Her individuality was completely set aside for the moment, replaced by an overpowering drive to please her Mistress.