Foot

“You’re going to break, Toph. Everyone breaks.”

Azula’s voice was a sharp, icy blade, slicing through the tension in the room. Toph gritted her teeth, her body trembling as she fought against the restraints that held her in place. Her toes were splayed out unnaturally, each one secured with a thin, cold metal chain that glinted in the dim torchlight. The chains ran up her legs, across her torso, and ended at her nipples, where they were looped tightly, pulling the sensitive flesh taut every time she shifted even slightly.

“You’re sick, Azula,” Toph spat, her voice raw but defiant. “This is some twisted game for you, isn’t it?”

Azula tilted her head, her golden eyes gleaming with amusement as she circled the table where Toph lay. “Oh, it’s not a game, Toph. It’s a lesson. One you’re going to learn very, very well.”

Toph’s breath hitched as Azula leaned down, her fingers tracing along the delicate arch of her foot. The firebender’s touch was feather-light, almost gentle, but the intent behind it was anything but. Azula’s nails dug into the soft flesh of Toph’s arch, eliciting a sharp gasp from the earthbender.

“You’re so sensitive here,” Azula murmured, her voice dripping with faux sweetness. “It’s almost... adorable.”

Toph jerked her foot away, but the chains pulled taut, yanking at her nipples with a sudden, searing pain. She bit down on her lip to stifle a cry, her body arching involuntarily against the restraints.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Azula chided, her fingers closing around Toph’s toes again. “Don’t move so much. You’ll only make it worse.”

Azula’s nails scraped along Toph’s sole again, pulling her back to the present with a jolt. “You’re thinking too much,” Azula said, her voice a low, dangerous purr. “I can see it in your face. You’re trying to figure out how to escape. How to fight back. But you can’t, Toph. Not this time.”

Toph’s breath came in short, shallow gasps as she tried to steady herself. “You think this is going to break me?” she rasped, her voice trembling but defiant. “You’re wrong.”

Azula’s smirk widened, and she leaned in close, her lips brushing against Toph’s ear as she whispered, “Oh, Toph. You have no idea what I’m capable of.”

Toph’s body tensed as Azula’s fingers wandered down her foot, pausing at the base of her toes. The chains tightened slightly, and Toph bit back a whimper as her nipples were pulled taut.

Azula’s fingers curled around Toph’s smallest toe, and with a slow, deliberate motion, she began to spread it apart from the others. The sensation was strange, almost painless at first, but as Azula continued, the pressure built, sending a sharp, aching throb through Toph’s foot.

“Let’s see how long you can last, shall we?” Azula murmured, her voice dripping with malice.

Toph clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to keep her composure. She wouldn’t give Azula the satisfaction of seeing her break. She wouldn’t.

But as Azula’s fingers moved to the next toe, spreading it apart with the same deliberate slowness, Toph felt a flicker of doubt creep into her mind. How much could she endure before she finally gave in?

Azula’s lips curved into a wicked smile as she leaned in closer, her breath hot against Toph’s skin. “You’re going to regret ever crossing me, Toph. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll beg for mercy.”

The chains tightened again, and Toph’s body arched against the restraints, a gasp of pain escaping her lips.