Dec 14th: The Legend of Korra - Bondage/Three-way

It was a warm summer night in this Earth Kingdom hotel. Korra was waiting on the bed in nothing but a bathrobe. Her fiancé Asami Sato had promised her a very fun birthday surprise, and the anticipation was killing the impatient Avatar. The last couple weeks had taken her to the far reaches of the Spirit Realm, and to be without her overly eager and adventurous fiancé had driven Korra to the edge of madness. They’d barely seen each other for so long, so this evening was going to be special. All the Avatar was doing now was waiting, and adjusting her robe to make her chocolate cleavage look the most tasty in the softness they were poking out from.

“Lie on the floor.”

Her eyes shot up to the head of Sato Industries, walking in with the same outfit Korra had on. Already she knew that Asami wore it better, cocking her hips with one hand resting just over where the Avatar was staring while trying to get a look of what was underneath. After a second, the command kicked in. “Yes, Ma’am!” She eagerly beamed, hopping off the bed and spreading herself wide on the bedroom tiles. Asami just smiled at the obedience, especially since Korra was so submissive she instinctively spread out perfectly.

Asami clicked her fingers.

GACHUNK!

This was where Korra legit wondered if Asami had learned Earthbending, as with just one click the floor rose up and trapped each of the Avatar’s hands and feet in the tile.

“H-huh?!” She asked, knowing she could probably break free of the new restraints but with how Asami was acting she decided to leave it for now. “What’s going on?!”

Asami just kept quiet for another moment. Watching her fiancé squirm with a knowing look on her face before slowly prowling towards her fallen form, “~Happy Birthday to you~” Asami sang. She still didn’t let Korra look at what was under her robe, instead carefully lowering herself to the floor to begin crawling towards the Avatar. “~Happy Birthday to you~” Fingers began teasing Korra’s legs. Walking up ever so gently before grabbing the underside of her white robe and edging it open ever so gently. Korra was already floundering for breath. Trying to not look so happy and excited but unable to hold back her emotions, especially getting to see Asami’s swinging cleavage from the position she was in after so many weeks away from her. Soon Asami had the Avatar’s robes completely undone, the muscled brown goddess she’d fallen in love with spread wide and gasping, making all her lovely parts jiggle with glee. But instead of playing with any of it, Asami kept moving upwards until her face was level with Korra’s. Hovering just over the top to breathe the next lyric into Korra’s smile, “~Happy Birthday, my bisexual masochist fiancé~” They finally kissed. The heat of it sending the poor Avatar spiralling already, licking as much of her girlfriend’s mouth as possible, hoping that Asami would never finish the song so she could keep her mouth on hers.

And Asami didn’t finish the song, as a new voice from the edge of the room sang out, “Happy Birthday! To! YOUUUUU!!!! All right, big finish!”

That was enough for Korra to finally stop kissing Asami, looking up from her trapped form to see Bolin standing in the doorway in his own white robe.

“B-Bolin?! What are you-!?” She shouted before her fiancé's finger gently pressed against her lips.

“I invited him here. He’s your birthday treat.” Asami explained, much to Korra’s confusion. “I thought long and hard on how to top your present to me, that lovely diamond dildo you had Toph make for us, and all the fun you gave me that night.” The girl sat on top of Korra couldn’t help moving some of her hair from her face, “But after being with you for so long, I’d like to think I know what you like.

“First,” Asami’s hand left Korra’s mouth and clamped around her neck, squeezing just enough to earn a gasp of pleasure from Korra, “the Avatar loves it rough and to be tied up while getting it rough,” She giggled as her other hand dove in between muscled thighs to gain a plethora of liquid evidence from Korra’s crotch. “Second, my little Korra misses getting some dick.” Korra clearly wanted to say something there, but Asami wouldn’t let her. She knew Korra was stubborn, and as soon as the girl had asked her out the Avatar was determined to never be with another guy again to prove her ‘lesbian’ status. But Asami knew better, she was bi herself after all. The CEO tracing a finger against rock hard abs teasingly, “Mostly because she really wants a baby in her womb. Am I right?”

Korra just whimpered. She was a very bad liar, but also didn’t want to admit that the idea was turning her on. “It’s okay, sweetie. This isn’t cheating, Bolin is just here to give you what you deserve.”

The pair looked back at the boy. He’d closed the door and was smiling happily, but clearly seeing his two friends like this had excited him as he was stripping his robe off… to reveal a gigantic erection. The kind of size that could rival his leg in length. The rest of him looked great as well, well defined muscles and a tuft of manly chest hair, but Korra could barely look away from Bolin’s bitch breaker. “For the record, Opal’s all good with this! Though, uh, spoiler alert, she might request an evening with you two as well for her birthday.”

“I’ll be here for you the whole way,” said Asami as she got off of Korra and offered her hand to hold. Korra looked at it, and decided to only slightly break her bondage to Earthbend her closest hand out of the restraints.

She squeezed her fiancé's hand, “Thank you.” Korra whispered… before Asami grabbed her wrist and slammed it into the ground again.

“Increase the bondage, Bolin.”

Quickly the tile moved around Korra. Tight curves of the circular tiles breaking apart to lock in around all of her joints. Tightly the Earth squeezed, pressing her against the floor, squishing her back muscles, confining her shoulders, wrapping around her knees, capturing her torso. Small black rings covering the most deadly parts of the Avatar, while showing off all of Korra’s best assets. Bolin even made a dent for her shapely rear to fit into, though not without sneaking a small stalagmite to press against Korra’s starfish. She felt confined, helpless, and so very horny.

And then a dick rested on her stomach.

“H-holy shit, Bolin…” Looking down the barrel of the beast was nothing like seeing it from across the room. The thickness was unreal, looking almost wider than most of Asami’s arm. Like roots in the Earth, there was plenty of veins protruding out along its length, leading up to the swollen reddish tip. Dribbling precum seemingly endlessly spilling from the oversized peehole, and manly stenches now began staining the air, as well as Korra’s body. “Guess it’s true what they say about Earth Kingdom dudes, hehe…”

The boy chuckled happily, “I dunno, I heard the Earth King has a bit of a-”

“No more talking, you two,” Asami lightly scolded. Her pet Avatar gulping and nodding at the order while the pipe of meat moved back down her trapped form. It had been so long since Korra had lost her virginity to Mako… but with how long it had been and how much bigger his brother was, it almost felt like she was about to lose it again. His tip rested on her entrance. The heat was so much, and she could feel the leaky entrance begin to spread down her pussy…

…but before he could do anything, Asami put her hand up. The pair stopped, entranced by the black haired beauty who left her perch next to Korra to reach over and place a single finger on her clit. “We, the followers of The Avatar, bless this entrance for what it is about to receive.” Asami coyly smiled. She’d never been religious, other than when she yelled out the lord’s name during particularly vigorous sessions with Korra, so they knew this was just a massive tease. Dragging her finger up from the clitoris and over Korra’s mons, letting the girl leak her fluids down Bolin’s cock as she felt every inch of Asami’s finger moving across her skin. The nail was scraping against her hard abs, as Asami circled them like a cat about to sit. “Please, oh Mighty Avatar, bless this womb with seed, so that a child may grow healthy and strong.”

“B-blessed! Now hurry up!”

Watching Korra squirm so much in her confines was certainly a turn on for both, but this was becoming as torturous for Bolin as it was for Korra. Finally, Asami nodded at the boy and he thrust himself inside.

“HO FUCK!” The Avatar swore. All the heated air inside her lungs pushed out of her as the wide stick of meat stretched her beyond what she was used to. Thankfully, she was so so so so wet that it managed to get a good few inches inside her velvet interior before meeting too much resistance to continue. The trapped Avatar shook, tongue hanging out of her mouth as she gasped for any air that she could, needing to subconsciously activate airbending just to get some back into her lungs again.

But as she found her mind again, it didn’t help much. Her pussy had the biggest, thickest intruder it had ever had before. Her walls clenched, trying to squeeze more of Bolin into her body, like a siren beckoning a sailor to the rocks. It was the only motion she even could do, other than moan out at the pleasure cascading against her body.

It wasn’t long before Bolin got a rhythm going, scraping out as much of Korra’s insides as he could on the out before slamming even deeper inside her on the in. This was heaven for him as much as it was for her. A completely helpless woman just begging him to treat her like meat. Asami had filled him in on all of Korra’s quirks in bed, some he probably didn’t need to hear but didn’t stop the CEO in telling him either. Rough was the name of the game here, even if it felt like Korra was perhaps in pain, that was a sign she absolutely loved it. Which was great for how Bolin loved to fuck rough too! His dick was big and needed a proper tough hole to survive the amount of **** he wanted to thrust into it. Sometimes he felt like he was holding back with Opal, but with Korra he could hear how much she just wanted him to go even harder.

But that wasn’t all of Korra’s kinks, far from it. The girl was curling her toes and biting her lip, already silently having an orgasm by herself as Bolin continued to make his path through the Avatar. So when Bolin grabbed Korra by the nipples and rose her breasts off of her body, that was when Korra’s orgasm went from silent to explosive. He pulled on her so harshly, the sharp blasts of pain shot all the way through her. Sparking her core into a pure flaming ball, shocking her mind with pure bliss, all while she squirted onto Bolin’s stomach. It didn’t stop him, the rough stuff was just getting started as he let go of one of the breasts to then slap the other one.Watching her tit jiggle around as it fell from his hands.

“AIIIEEEEE!!!!” Korra wailed, clearly trying to move her body around to send some of the pleasure elsewhere, but right now she was pretty thoroughly trapped. Her head shaking back and forth while the pain and the pleasure mixed in so many places at once. It felt like her whole body was cumming, and Bolin could see her briefly enter the Avatar state just to survive the Earth benders dick.

The white glowing eyes began to fade as Korra choked back her smile… until Assami suddenly landed her ass on Korra’s face. “Oh no you don’t! Kyoshi, I know you’re in there! Korra spent a long time getting her connection to you back, you better lick me like you did your wives!” She demanded, grinding her ass into Korra’s face. She wasn’t sure if she got through to Kyoshi, or if Korra just knew what to do when presented with her dripping slit, but Asami was able to join in on the fun as her fiancé licked and licked her snatch.

“Woah, girl on girl…” Bolin watched in a stunned silence. Pausing just long enough to get an angry hiss from Korra, even while she was licking. “Right! Sorry, back to sex!” He announced before going at an even faster pace than he was previously. Korra wanted to lock her legs around him, but couldn’t. She wanted to reach out and squeeze Asami’s ass, but couldn’t. She wanted to… stay like this. She loved being helpless, after being worshipped as a saviour and an amazing person, getting to debase herself and be just a slab of meat for her loved ones was so arousing. So freeing. All she could do was lick her fiancé and await to be bred by Bolin. That was all the Avatar was good for right now, and she loved it.

They kept at it for several minutes. Korra losing her grip once more as the heat in her body made her wonder if Bolin’s lava bending could affect her internal organs. Her licking was wild and unfocused, as her mind fell apart under Asami. The white woman above her just enjoying the show, seeing so much dick enter her girlfriend while she was able to fondle with Korra all she wanted was very fun. Each gentle caress doing just as much mental damage as the rough fucking.

But all great things must come to an end. Bolin’s dick was a survivor, but against Korra’s tight begging walls it was hard to not feel immense pleasure from being inside her. He went as hard as he could for the last minute, grunting out some warning about cum that was drowned out by Korra’s screams, until it was too much to do anything but roar in pleasure while his dick erupted inside the Avatar.

Korra felt her purest sexual high in that moment. Burning hot semen wrapped around her womb and spread over her deepest parts so thickly. Asami’s ass was already restricting her air, so the pleasure had no barrier to **** her rattled mind, all while her fiancé took the chance to squeeze her clit hard and complete her absolute submission to the pair. Her strong muscled body wriggled around, rubbing against its restraints, trying its hardest to send any of the climax away from her overloaded brain. But it couldn’t, she was trapped and so her long orgasm just kept going and going as Bolin filled her up more and more. It was raw, powerful, and so draining for the birthday girl. But she wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Asami finally climbed off and Bolin extracted his deflated dick from inside of Korra. Removing all the restraints with a stamp of his foot, though with how Korra just laid there it didn’t mean much. She was gasping for air, eyes rolled back, and a thorough stream of white cream leaking from her pussy.

“I’d say… that’s… mission complete!” Bolin panted, giving a thumbs up to Asami who just giggled at his classic childishness. “One impregnated Avatar, as requested, milady.”

“Thank you Bolin, I’ll be sure to give Opal a coupon for one night of the two of us.” the woman nodded, indicating that this was probably the best time for him to leave and for Asami to take snuggle duties. But as he was putting on his robe, Korra defiantly sat up. She was clearly still not fully with it, but her eyes seemed to be fierce.

“My wish… wasn’t to be… impregnated…” said Korra between breaths. In that moment Asami felt a huge wave of guilt, had she read the room wrong? Why didn't Korra say anything? Why-

“...alone…” Korra smiled.

It suddenly dawned on Asami what she meant. Looking back at Bolin as he kept quiet but began dropping his robe again. The giga-cock already rising its way back up as the healthy meat looked even more attractive dripping with cum and Korra juice.

Asami was bisexual after all, and she’d be lying if she would say she hadn’t also missed dick at least a little bit. Especially after seeing the state Korra was in after such a fucking…

“...two kids, huh?” Asami smiled down to her fiancé, “Okay, but we do it on the bed this time.”