No, a rich noble

The heavy doors to Azula’s throne room groaned as they swung open, and the scent of incense and arrogance flooded the space. Toph lay on the cold floor, her body trembling, the remnants of her rubber suit clinging to her like a second skin. Her wrists and ankles were still bound, the restraints biting into her flesh as she struggled to breathe. The guards had left her there, spent and broken, but Azula’s presence lingered like a shadow.

“Well, well,” Azula’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and amused. She stepped closer, her heels clicking against the polished floor. “You’re still alive. I’m impressed.”

Toph’s jaw tightened, but she said nothing. Her mind was a storm of anger, humiliation, and defiance, but her body was too weak to fight back. She could feel Azula crouching beside her, the heat of her body too close, too invasive.

“You’re learning,” Azula purred, her fingers trailing along Toph’s cheek. “But there’s still so much more to teach you.”

Before Toph could respond, the doors opened again, and the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the room. A man’s voice, deep and commanding, broke the tension. “Empress Azula, I’ve come to discuss a matter of… mutual interest.”

Azula straightened, her demeanor shifting instantly into one of regal authority. “Lord Hideo,” she said, her tone smooth but edged with curiosity. “What brings you here?”

Toph could feel the vibrations of the man’s approach, his presence looming over her. He stopped a few feet away, and she could sense his gaze settling on her. “I’ve heard of your new acquisition,” Lord Hideo said, his voice dripping with interest. “I’d like to negotiate for her… temporary use.”

Azula’s laugh was low and calculating. “Oh? And what do you propose?”

“Three nights,” Hideo replied without hesitation. “I’ll pay handsomely for the privilege. Consider it a… test of her resilience.”

Toph’s stomach twisted. She wanted to scream, to lash out, but the restraints held her in place. Azula’s fingers brushed against her shoulder, and she could almost hear the cruel smile in her voice. “Three nights,” Azula said thoughtfully. “Very well. But if she’s damaged, the price doubles.”

Hideo’s chuckle was dark and amused. “Agreed.”

Before Toph could process what was happening, she felt hands gripping her arms, hauling her to her feet. Her legs buckled, but the guards held her upright, their grip unyielding. She was dragged forward, her bare feet scraping against the cold floor, and then she was shoved into a cart. The wood creaked beneath her weight, and she could feel the vibrations of the wheels as they began to move.

The journey was a blur of pain and exhaustion. Toph’s body ached, her mind a fog of despair and defiance. She tried to focus, to gather her strength, but every movement sent a fresh wave of pain through her. The cart finally came to a stop, and she was pulled out, the cool night air biting at her skin.

Lord Hideo’s estate was a labyrinth of wealth and luxury, but Toph could only sense the cold, hard surfaces as she was dragged inside. The guards dropped her onto a plush carpet, and she heard the door slam shut behind them. Hideo’s presence filled the room, his voice low and commanding as he approached.

“You’re stronger than you look,” he said, his tone almost admiring. “But tonight, you’ll learn what it means to serve a noble.”

Toph’s jaw clenched, but she said nothing. She could feel him circling her, his gaze heavy and invasive. His fingers brushed against her cheek, and she flinched, her body recoiling from the touch.

“Resist all you want,” Hideo murmured, his breath warm against her ear. “But you’ll break eventually.”

His hands moved to the restraints, and Toph felt them loosen, falling away from her wrists and ankles. She hesitated for a moment, her body tense, but before she could react, Hideo grabbed her arm, pulling her to her feet. His grip was firm, unyielding, and he dragged her toward a large, ornate bed.

“Lie down,” he commanded, his voice cold and expectant.

Toph’s heart pounded, but she didn’t move. Hideo’s patience wore thin in an instant, and he shoved her onto the bed, her body sinking into the soft cushions. She tried to push herself up, but he was on her in an instant, his weight pinning her down.

“You’ll learn obedience,” Hideo growled, his hands rough as they gripped her hips. “One way or another.”

His lips crashed against hers, his kiss demanding and invasive. Toph turned her head, trying to escape, but he grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him. His teeth nipped at her lip, and she tasted blood as he deepened the kiss. His hands roamed her body, pulling at her torn rubber suit, exposing more of her skin to the cold air.

“You’re mine for three nights,” Hideo whispered, his breath hot against her ear as he tore the remnants of the suit away. “And I intend to make the most of it.”

His hands gripped her thighs, spreading them apart, and Toph’s breath hitched as she felt his arousal pressing against her. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as he positioned himself. The pain was sharp and immediate as he **** himself inside her, and she let out a strangled gasp, her body arching in protest.

Hideo’s movements were relentless, his pace brutal as he thrust into her. Toph’s body was pushed to its limits, the pain and humiliation overwhelming, but she refused to cry out. She clung to the thought of her friends, of the life she had before this nightmare, as a lifeline.

Hideo’s breath grew ragged, his grip tightening as he neared his climax. “You’ll learn,” he growled, his voice rough with exertion. “You’ll learn to obey.”

Toph’s mind was clouded as he pushed her further, his pace frantic and unyielding. She could feel the tension building in his body, and then he stilled, his breath hitching as he reached his release. He leaned over her, his hands gripping the sheets on either side of her head, and he let out a low, satisfied groan.

For a moment, there was silence, broken only by the sound of their breathing. Then Hideo pushed himself up, his hands brushing against her skin as he adjusted his clothes. “Rest,” he said, his voice cold and dismissive. “Tomorrow night, we’ll continue.”

Toph’s body trembled as she lay there, her mind a storm of defiance and despair. She would survive this. She had to. But as Hideo’s footsteps faded away, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was losing herself, piece by piece.

The room was silent, the weight of her situation pressing down on her like a physical ****. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the pain, the humiliation, but it was impossible. Hideo’s words echoed in her mind, a cruel reminder of what was to come.

“You’ll learn obedience. One way or another.”

Toph’s fists clenched, her nails digging into her palms as she whispered to herself, “I’ll survive this. I have to.”

But as the night stretched on, the darkness closing in around her, she couldn’t help but wonder if she would ever escape this hell.