Prisoner In Your Own Home

In hindsight, you probably could’ve had a better approach. Should’ve maybe read the warnings on the website. Maybe gone to receive the order from the delivery guy to hear his instructions. Maybe read the manual. And maybe you shouldn’t have blatantly approached the replica of a famously narcissistic villain to get a little handsy. It’s fair to say you had rapidly lost control of the situation, being taken captive by a trio of leisure products in your own living room, and then mouthing off at them for touching your work iPads. Yeah, those were meant for the office workers once we started the next project, but somehow you doubted the android replicas of Ozai's Angels cared to hear that, and now here you were in bondage, being carried up your own stairs.

Ty Lee hugged your shins to her chest, still smiling gleefully at you, while Azula and Ty Lee each hooked an arm through yours. They moved with purpose and direction, as Ty Lee had searched your house after they first captured you. They marched into your bedroom and then to the walk-in closet, where they hauled back and threw you to the floor.

“There we are,” Azula dusted her hands, “It’s no Boiling Rock, but it’ll do for now.” Ty Lee knelt to check your bonds, while Mai clutched the antiquated iron key to this closet — something you hadn’t used for years now, as you lived alone and just kept the door open. Azula rested her knee on your chest and cupped your chin, forcing you to look into her smug face. “We’ll have some questions for you later. Hopefully by then you’ll have learned some manners.” She leaned into your ear, “If not, I’m going to enjoy watching you squirm.” The Fire Princess then bit your earlobe, patted your cheek and strode out, where Mai waited. Ty Lee, meanwhile, grabbed your wrists and leaned over your face.

“Don’t worry cutie, I’ll come play with you, too!” She whispered, squeezing your crotch while pretending to check your bonds. You moaned in surprise, making Ty Lee giggle before she winked at you and cartwheeled out of the closet. Looking pleadingly after your three captors, Azula blew you a kiss and slammed the door, plunging you into darkness as you heard the lock turn.

Yeah, you could’ve gone about this better.

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[Remember, he DID hit "bulk order" by mistake]