Chapter 11 - Basically a filler chapter

Korra writhed as the smooth pink cylinder vibrated inside her quivering, oozing wet pussy. She tugged at her restraints, wrists and ankles bound to the posts of the bed, spread-eagled and naked, covered only by a blindfold over her eyes. She moaned and twisted, thighs sliding apart only to hurtle back in, chains connected to the bedposts rattling as the vibrator pulsed inside.

“Having fun?” Asami’s voice said. Korra whimpered and shivered as she felt Asami’s soft finger trail down her naked ribs. “Such a naughty Avatar.” 

“Please let me cuuuum,” Korra moaned.

“Shh, pet.” Korra bucked her hips up as she felt Asami’s finger on her lips. “How do you like the vibrator? It’s my own invention.”

“Hnnngh,” Korra whined. Her naked brown body was beaded with sweat.

Asami trailed a finger around one of Korra’s aching nipples. “Does my pet want to cum?”

“Yessss!”

Korra jerked as she felt a female hand slap the side of her rump and leave her skin. “Wait a little longer,” Asami said. “Should I turn up the intensity?”

“Nnnngh!”

“Wait, don’t you have a match today?”

“Oh, crap!” Korra said. She tried to sit up despite her restraints, but felt a warm body slide over hers, a smooth thigh on either side of her face and something wet dripping on her nose.

“Ah, ah,” Asami said. “I have to cum first.”

***

Korra was still buckling her pants as she ran into the Fire Ferrets locker room just minutes before the match started.

“Where were you?” Mako said.

“With your crazy girlfriend,” Korra muttered, her cheeks reddening at the memory.

“Well, the match is about to start,” Bolin said. “It’s the rabbit-roos or whatever. I’m not looking this up.”

“An all-girls team?” Korra said, looking at the roster.

“Seems like they want to send out all three at once,” Mako commented as the match began. “Well, I might as well go first.”

“MAKO CUMS!” the announcer shouted thirty seconds later. Mako shrugged as he came back. 

Bolin was quick to volunteer to be next. “I’ll take them down.”

“OOH NO, BOLIN CUMS TOO! THINGS ARE LOOKING GRIM FOR THE FIRE FERRETS!”

“Three chicks, man,” he said as he slumped down on the bench.

“Go get ‘em, tiger,” Mako said as he lit a cigarette.

“Don’t either of you care?” Korra said. “We’re about to lose!”

“Three chicks, man,” Mako said.

“Worth it,” Bolin agreed.

Korra huffed angrily and stomped out to face the confident Rabbits.

“THE FIRE FERRETS ARE DOWN 2-0!” the announcer boomed. “CAN THE AVATAR SAVE THEIR TOURNAMENT? SHE’LL HAVE TO DEFEAT ALL THREE RABBIT ROOS!”

“That’s a stupid name,” Korra said as they faced off.

“Bite me, bitch,” a Rabbit snarled.

“Whoa, temper,” Korra said. “Also, I don’t bite. Men complement me for it.”

“Slut.”

“Yeah, well, we’re all people who fuck professionally, so….”

The referee announced the start of the round. Korra was overwhelmed in moments as the three girls caught her and bore her to the ground. She couldn’t do anything to resist the strength of all three of them as they tore her clothes open, exposing her breasts to the cheering crowd, and pinned her with her legs spread wide open and her hands tied behind her back with the remains of her own pro bending jacket. 

“Crud,” she said just before one of the Rabbits sat her fat rear on Korra’s face, squeezing the Avatar’s head between her calves.

“THE AVATAR’S IN A PICKLE ALREADY, FOLKS!” the announcer shouted over the excited crowd. “I DON’T THINK THIS MATCH WILL LAST MUCH LONGER!”

Korra pushed, but she couldn’t budge the three girls piling on top of her and forcing her legs open, especially with bound arms. They forced her legs over her head, the girl sitting on her face taking hold of them while the other two gathered around Korra’s lifted hips. There was nothing the Avatar could do to stop them rolling her pants down her legs, exposing her to the crowd, which roared appreciatively. Here we go again, Korra thought as a set of fresh young lips pressed themselves to her folds. The finger of a different Rabbit circled around her clit, making her body jerk every time it touched.

She tried to resist, but the attention of three skilled young women  intent on pleasing her were too much. In no time at all her hips were shaking as a soft tongue slid inside her folds, and another warm mouth gently sucked her nub. Meanwhile, her face was stuck smelling the scent of the third Rabbit’s pussy, faintly wet with arousal. The whole situation turned her on. She was going to cum.

“H-hhnnngh!” she moaned into the girl’s crotch, her legs shaking so hard even the three Rabbits had trouble holding them down.

“Orgasm!” the referee announced.

“DID THE AVATAR JUST CUM?” the announcer said as the crowd went wild. “I THINK SHE DID, FOLKS! THE PHOTOGRAPHERS ARE LOVING THIS! JUST LOOK AT HER SLUTTY FACE!”

“Some Avatar,” the Rabbit sitting on her face snickered. “More like an Avaslut.”

“Whorevatar,” another contributed.

“Really good, girls,” said the other one. “Let’s make her do it again.”

“THAT’S RIGHT, FOLKS!” the announcer boomed. “THIS IS A CONTEST OF STAMINA! IT’S NOT THE FIRST ONE TO CUM, BUT THE FIRST ONE WHO’S FUCKED INTO SEXUAL EXHAUSTION OR GIVES UP LOSES! THAT’S HOW LESBIAN SEX WORKS, RIGHT?”

Korra whined as she felt a finger slip inside her wet pussy, then another. Other hands migrated to her breasts, squeezing the brown oversized melons with glee before a wet tongue traced around one hard, straining nipple. The girl sitting on her shook her hips over Korra’s face, knocking her head around, before getting off her and leaning over her face. She smiled at the Avatar. “Ready to fight back?”

“I was born re—ack!” Korra was silenced by a gob of spit landing in her open mouth. At the same time, the fingers curled deep in her pussy. Her body shook helplessly as another orgasm overwhelmed her, being maliciously worked on by three skilled girls.

After that everything was a blur. A haze of orgasms clouded her mind as the Rabbits tortured and teased her body relentlessly. When they were done making her pussy squirt on her back, they rolled her over onto her belly and made her cum like a trained seal. At some point her pants were stripped off altogether, used to choke her to another orgasm and then tossed to the whooping crowd.  They set her in a squat and made her bark as she rimmed them, their asses shaking against her face to the amusement of the crowd.  She couldn’t believe how many times they made her cum, contorting her body like a pretzel as they sought out new and inventive ways to make their multi-bending bitch orgasm.

It was because of Asami, she realized as her clit was toyed with like the Rabbits’ personal pleasure button. She had worked Korra up so much that the Avatar couldn’t hold back at all. The discovery was a little late in coming as a Rabbit slapped Korra’s pussy with her palm, laughing at the way the girl from the cumbending tribe exploded with pleasure.

Korra collapsed on the ground, naked and exhausted. The referee leaned over her, stroking his cock. “Can you still continue?”

“Yes,” Korra panted.

The Rabbits laughed at that and pulled her onto her hands and knees. She came while being spanked, yelping every time a palm landed on her round, brown ass. That was only the start of another wave of orgasms as Korra was contorted into every position imaginable, her holes stuffed with fingers and filled with soft female tongues. Finally she was slumped with her face buried in a Rabbit’s pussy, her hair being stroked while the other two pro benders worked her pussy with their fingers and played with her tits in a worn-out way.

“Ready to give up?” the Rabbit enjoying the Avatar’s tongue cooed. “You make such a cute bunny, I think you should be our mascot. You’d look cute in bunny ears, what do you say?”

“Mmf,” Korra said tiredly, lapping at the girl’s wet folds.

“She’s still not done,” said the Rabbit with three fingers stuffed inside the Avatar’s clenching pussy. “I’m getting tired.”

Korra didn’t get it either. She had never cum so much in one sitting, yet she was still ready for more. There was a desire deep down that they still hadn’t satisfied. Maybe it was Asami, she thought as she licked her opponent’s pussy She still wanted to fuck that beautiful raven-haired girl more than anything.. 

Korra came again thinking of Asami’s pink tongue teasing her folds. She hardly noticed as the Rabbits’ assaults slowed down and the increasing exhaustion of her opponents until the Avatar found herself kneeling over all three of the female pro benders, licking out the middle one and working a hand each up the pussies of the other two, all three of the Rabbits on their backs. They writhed and whimpered as she worked them to orgasm, finally rewarding Korra with a spurt of girlcum onto her face and more drenching her fingers.

The referee shot his load over the defeated girls. “The Rabbits cannot continue! Victory goes to the Fire Ferrets by knockout!”

‘THE AVATAR DOES IT!” the announcer yells over the cheering crowd. They stomped their feet for Korra, who waved tiredly and dragged her feet back to the changing room, where Mako and Bolin congratulated her without their cocks, for once. Then they whipped their cocks out anyway.

“Doesn’t Asami mind when you fuck me?” Korra said.

“Yeah,” Mako thrust into her from behind, “but your tits are bigger, so whatever.”

Korra blushed and sucked Bolin’s balls. She felt so pretty.

***

“Congratulations, Korra!” Asami said.

“Thanks, I couldn’t have done it without you,” Korra said honestly, blushing slightly, as she always did around Asami, who made her feel flustered with just a wave of her hair or the way her eyes looked at her.

“Mako, where are you?” Asami called, heading toward the showers. Mako pulled out of the defeated Rabbit he was nailing and leaned his head out of the curtain. “Come say hi when you’re done showering, okay?”

“Uh huh.” 

After the match Toza told Korra to wait around and sign autographs. There was a table she sat at while fans mobbed her.

“That was amazing!” one said as he put a photo of her on the table to be signed. “I’ve never seen a knockout like that before.”

Korra made a face and wrinkled her nose at the crusty, dried spots of something on the photo. She signed it. “Thanks,” she said with a forced smile. After that more people came up, commending her on her bending technique, going on about how many times they had orgasmed themselves just watching the match, giving her more photos to sign, often smelly ones with dried crust on it. Another guy just walked up, stared at her tits, grunted, and came on the table.

“Nice tits,” he said, doing up his pants.

Korra stretched her forced smile. “Thaaanks.”

As the crowd was finally dimming down, someone familiar came up to her.

“Oh, it’s you,” Korra muttered.

Tarrlok shrugged as if in apology. He slid his fingers into Korra’s hair and shoved her face into the drying puddle of cum on the table.

“My task force has collected information about the Equalists. We’re making our move. I want you there.”