An Odd Friendship: Part 1 of 3

(Bondage Fic)

Korra walked restlessly around the room, still wearing her cloaked hood over her regular clothes, examining the small pieces of artwork and sculpture that decorated it, while also wondering about the seemingly random hooks and metal loops that adorned the walls and ceiling. Pacing around helped burn off her nervous energy; she still couldn't believe she was doing something like this.

Trying to learn airbending, dealing with the Equalists, practicing pro bending, and maneuvering through the murky politics of Republic City had left her incredibly stressed. Then, at one of the political parties she and Tenzin had attended, she had overheard a couple of people talking about a new establishment called the Lair; according to the whispers, it was just the place to go for people that were feeling stressed or overwhelmed.

Willing to try just about anything at that point, Korra had done some discreet snooping and had managed to find the Lair's address; making sure she was covered by her cloak, she had gone there and was greeted warmly by the receptionist, who, upon hearing why she was there, had smiled sympathetically and directed her to the room she was now waiting in, saying that someone would be in to see her shortly.

That had been less than a minute ago, and Korra hoped whoever it was would get here soon.

Another minute passed and the door opened. The woman that walked in could only be described as a goddess in looks. She had short blonde hair that just reached her ear, deep blue eyes and a perfect face. Her body was curved in all the right places and she carried herself confidently… and perhaps a little arrogantly.

Dressed in only a sports bra that did little to hold her bulging bosom and a tight pair of Daisy Duke Shorts that hugged her rear as though they had been painted on, it was clear that the woman had very little shame and was very proud of her body.

The blonde haired woman closed the door behind her and pulled down the hood that Korra of the cloak that Korra was wearing. "I wondered if the Avatar herself would ever grace us with her presence," she said. "Pleasure to meet you Avatar Korra, I'm Amelia Tempest and I'll be your hostess this evening."

Breaking off her staring with an embarrassed flush to her cheeks, Korra nodded as she held out a hand for the blonde to shake. "Nice to meet you," she said with a slightly shaky smile, trying to both throw off her reaction and figure out what the heck had happened. She had never had a reaction like that to anyone, let alone another woman. Yeah, Amelia was beautiful, but that didn't explain why she felt like she had been hit over the head by the world's biggest feather.

Amelia suppressed the smirk at Korra's reaction. As a Succubus, Amelia was used to such a reaction when people met her and it was always amusing. At least the Avatar had not become jealous and started attacking her. "The honour is mine," Amelia said in an assuring tone as she shook Korra's hand. "If I had known that I would be taking care of the Avatar's stress relief session when I woke up this morning, I'd have called whoever said it a liar."

"Heh heh," Korra chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease now as she finished shaking Amelia's hand and withdrew her own to scratch her head sheepishly. "Well, to be honest I didn't really think that I would ever come to a place like this either." Her face became more embarrassed as she admitted, "Though actually I'm not even sure exactly what goes on here, other than it's supposed to help me relax." And she could definitely use it.

'Oh, the fun I'm going to have with this one,' Amelia thought as she took Korra's cloak from her body and placed it in a nearby box. Looking over the Avatar's body, she was very pleased with what she saw. "Really?" She asked, responding to Korra's comment. "You're telling me that you came here without knowing that you were coming to a fetish dungeon?"

"Um, yeah, that's right..." Korra trailed off as Amelia's words fully registered; she could only hope that she had heard wrong as she paled slightly. "I'm sorry, what did you say this place was?" If what she had heard was right, that would definitely explain why the people who had been talking about it had only done so in whispers.

Amelia cleared her throat.

"This is 'The Succubus Dungeon'. Here everything is laid bare. Your skin, your passions, your desires, everything is on display. Here you are free from any social or moral constraints. Free from those who would judge and mock you."

"Are you a man who wants to be forced into female clothing? We supply the panties."

"Want to be a prisoner in an asylum? We're the nurses who will keep you locked up."

"Want to be a naughty little Schoolgirl? Welcome to the classroom."

"We are here to help indulge all those kinky fantasies buried deep in your mind. We do not judge your fantasies and think of you as a lesser being because of them."

"Welcome to your fantasy, welcome to the real you, welcome to The Succubi's Dungeon."

Korra had to admit that it was a pretty nice speech, and even pretty effective; she could feel the color coming back into her cheeks and her heartbeat settling down again.

"I see...well, this wasn't what I was expecting," to put it mildly, "...but maybe it's what I need. If I were to tell you that I was feeling very stressed and under a lot of pressure, what kind of scenario would you recommend for me?" Her curiosity was up now, and she didn't want to leave just yet; it may still come to that, but she wanted to at least hear Amelia out first.

Amelia took a seat in a nearby chair and gestured for Korra to do the same with the chair opposite. "Well, I have a number of recommendations," she said. "But first, I would like to know more about you, Korra. It would help me a lot I knew what kind of person you are." Korra would look good tied up with duct tape or suspended with rope; then again, she would also make a cute Pony Girl.

Taking the offered seat, Korra sat back and tried to relax. "Well, I was discovered as the Avatar from a pretty young age; I've spent most of my life training in various fortresses in the elements."

She let out a heartfelt sigh. "Then I came to Republic City and things got a lot more complicated; suddenly I had to deal with kinds of different things and I wasn't used to that. For so long I was the best wherever I went, but now my best isn't good enough."

"That sucks," Amelia replied. "But it's part of growing up, you have to adapt or the world will swallow you whole," she said. The Succubus felt bad for the woman before her, she literally had the weight of the world on her shoulders. "Although I guess trying to live up to the legacy of Avatar Aang doesn't help your situation, does it?"

Korra had to groan at the mention of her predecessor. "Ugh. The Avatar who ended the Hundred Year War, established Republic City, rekindled the Air Nomads, was friends with some of the most powerful and influential people ever...how am I ever supposed to live up to that?"

She knew she was whining a little, and it wasn't as if she ungrateful for what Aang had done, but that was very long and deep shadow for her to live in.

Amelia nodded sympathetically. She had been where the woman was, in a way she still was. "While not as big as Aang's, I'm stuck in someone's shadow as well," she said. "My sister, the owner of this place and the club upstairs, raised me from a baby so I grew up surrounded by people who viewed me mainly as Gloria Tempest's daughter. When I was younger that was great but when I grew up, it was a nightmare. Either people expected a lot from me or were annoyingly over-protective." She sighed. "I know exactly where you are coming from."

Korra had never expected to find someone else like her; she smiled at the blonde, feeling almost completely at ease now. "I guess you do..."

Shaking herself a little, Korra leaned forward. "So after hearing all that, what do you think? Or do you need to know more?" She wouldn't mind sharing with Amelia; as the blonde had said, they had a lot in common. Plus Amelia was good listener.

"That's up to you," Amelia said honestly, she was enjoying her conversation with the Avatar a lot. "We can either look at what type of session you want or we can sit here and talk more." She leaned back in her chair. "Sometimes, all it takes is a friendly ear to help. While I can't go into detail, we have had people here in the past who just want to talk to someone. Everything that happens here is confidential so no one else will know."

"It would be nice just to be able to talk and relax without worrying that it will end up on the front pages tomorrow," Korra agreed fervently. "Maybe we can talk for a while, and then later we can talk about my session."

"So what brought you to Republic City? I came because I wanted to get away from the White Lotus and learn airbending from Tenzin."

"Before this we were stationed in the Fire Nation as the place for people to be if they wanted a good time. However, it was my suggestion that we move the club here as we would reach a wider grouping of people and it made sense to establish ourselves in the future and move away from the past," she told Korra.

"Republic City does seem to be the place where everything is happening."  Korra's eyes darkened as she thought of the Equalists.  "For better or for worse..."

Doing her best to shake off such gloomy thoughts, she thought about what she wanted to ask next.  "So are you a bender yourself?  I mean, it doesn't matter one way or another, but I'm just curious."

Amelia shook her head. "Nope, just a normal human," she lied with practised ease before laughing. "Although a lot of people have said that I posses 'charm-bending' because of my personality and charisma," she bragged, clearly amused at the idea of such a thing. It was quite cute when she thought about it. Hopefully the Equalists did not get it into their heads that it was real.

Korra laughed with her. "I can see why people would think that; when I first saw you, it really made an impression on me. I almost wish something like charm bending was real; maybe then I could use it to help me win over the politicians, and maybe even some of the Equalists."

Then she grinned somewhat savagely. "Though come to think of it I would rather just beat them up."

Amelia threw her head back and laughed loudly at Korra's comment. That would be really fun to see. "Well, I can certainly appreciate both talking to them and beating them down for a bit. Although to be honest, we haven't had any trouble from them, we would prefer to stay neutral if possible." Getting involved in a war like this would not be fun for her. She just wanted to strip, shag and look after her latex animals.

"I hope you're able to," Korra told her. "That's not going to be an option for me; the Equalists see me as public enemy number one. Especially Amon." She couldn't help shivering at the thought of her masked archenemy; not much scared her, but Amon was at the top of the list. "I just wish that I knew why he was doing this. I know that non-benders don't have the easiest time of it, but getting rid of bending altogether isn't the answer."

Amelia sighed as she stood up and sat down on the arm of Korra's chair. Wrapping her arm around Korra's shoulders, she tried to offer the woman some comfort. "For what it's worth, I think you'll find a solution Korra," she said. "You might be a little headstrong but your heart is in the right place. I have faith in the Avatar."

Korra smiled weakly back, surprised at how good simple encouragement from a single person could feel. Sliding her arm around Amelia's waist, she gave the blonde a gentle squeeze. "Thanks Amelia; that means a lot to me, and it does help."

That's right: she was the Avatar, and with great power came great responsibility. She would find a way to make things right.

"You're welcome," Amelia said cheerfully, pleased that she could help. "Listen, if you ever want someone to talk to," her face turned serious, "or you need a place to hide," her face returned to normal. "Feel free to drop by and see me, I'll be happy to help you however I can… just remember, we're neutral in this fight," she added.

"I'll remember," Korra promised, touched by the offer. "And don't worry, I'll do my best not to get you or your friends involved with my fight, unless you change your minds and want it." Korra could see it happening; Amon might eventually start forcing people to choose sides, and she could only hope that she and Amelia end up on the same one.

Amelia knew what Korra was thinking and she too hoped that the two women did not end up on opposite sides. She wanted to say that it would not happen but if her family was threatened, Amelia knew that she would go against Korra in a heartbeat to protect them. "Thank you," she said, standing up and moving back to her chair. "So, anything else bothering you?"

"Well..." Korra wasn't sure she should bring this up, but Amelia had asked, so here went nothing. "I doubt you'll be able to help me with this, but I just can't seem to get airbending down." She conjured up some small flames in her hand, then levitated some stone statues in the room and finished by lifting the water out of a glass by the bed before letting it settle back without spilling a drop. "I can handle all the other elements fine, but not air, and I don't know what I'm doing wrong."

Amelia had to admit that she did not know a lot about bending but she did know that it was a lot about what was inside. From what she know about bending, a passionate person would find Firebending easy, a calm person would find Waterbending easy, a tough person would find Earthbending easier and a… "You said that you came here to Republic City to escape?" She asked.

"In part, yeah; practically my whole life I've been 'guarded' by the Order of the White Lotus," Korra grumbled. "I was kept isolated from pretty much everyone except for them and my bending teachers and sparring partners. So when I heard Tenzin was living in Republic City, I figured why not kill two bee sparrows with one stone? Learn airbending and get some freedom."

"And instead of getting that freedom, you ended up becoming even more trapped by the world around you?" She asked sympathetically. It was easy to see why Korra was having so much trouble now. "I'll assume that Airbending is all about movement and freedom so being locked away and having the world holding you down would hinder you greatly." She shrugged. "The problem is simple. You don't know freedom so you can't express the feeling of it, therefore, you can't air bend."

Korra's mouth hung open for a moment as she processed that before slumping down in her seat with a groan. "Damn. I bet you're right, but even knowing that doesn't help me; how am I supposed to overcome that kind of mental block?" In a way, this was even worse than not knowing what was wrong; now she knew, but couldn't think of anything to do about it.

"You need to free your mind," Amelia replied. She felt like a sage saying that but it was all that she could come up with. "And that is where the dungeon comes in," she said happily. "Here you are free to act however you want, here you can to be whoever you want to be or whatever you want to be." It was a little corny buy hey, if it worked, it worked.

"I guess that give me another good reason for me to try this out then," Korra sighed, levering herself back up into a proper sitting position. "You're the expert, so what would be the most relaxing and freeing session for me?" Hey, what did she have to lose? It was just her and Amelia, and she knew the blonde could keep a secret.

Amelia sat back in her chair and began pondering it. "I'll admit, I'm a little conflicted. There are many sessions that would work for you and your problem." She reached over and picked up a few catalogues. "Tell you what, why don't you take those home, look through then, see what strikes your fancy, what doesn't and them come back at the same time tomorrow and I'll answer any questions you have?" She suggested.

"Okay," Korra agreed readily, taking the proffered catalogues, mentally going over the places she could hide them in her room. "So does this mean our session is over for tonight?" She was enjoying talking to Amelia, someone who didn't judge her or have such high expectations for her, but she was probably busy too, and Korra didn't want to intrude.

Amelia looked at the clock. "I have to be up on stage in two hours, so I can stay here and talk with you or another hour and a half if you want. I'll admit I didn't know what to expect from you but from what I've seen and heard today, I'm impressed." A mischievous smile crossed Amelia's face. "So, any cute boys you like?" She asked innocently.

Now that the serious conversation was out of the way, it was time for girl talk, something that she suspected Korra rarely, if ever, did.

Korra smiled back even as she blushed.  "Well, there is this one guy..."

Later the next day...

Still contemplating everything she had seen and read in the catalogues, Korra waved distractedly at the receptionist as she headed for the same room she and Amelia had met in yesterday.  She was looking forward to seeing her friend again, even if she still wasn't sure what her decision would be yet.

Today Amelia was dressed in spaghetti strap top and black mini skirt, her feet bare as usual when she walked around the club. The Succubus took a deep breath, if Amelia was honest with herself, she was a little nervous about having a session like this with the Avatar herself. Sure, Korra was a great person but she was still the Avatar.

Amelia turned hearing the door open. "Hi Korra, glad to see you came back," she said to the Avatar, walking over and shaking her hand before she sat down in her chair and waited for Korra to do the same.

"Glad to be back." Korra had picked up on Amelia's nervousness and, ironically, it made her feel a little bit better, knowing that she wasn't the only one who had butterflies in her stomach.

"I looked through the material you gave me," the Avatar started, leaning forward a little in her chair. "Some of it was kind of..." she couldn't help blushing, "shocking to me. I knew I was kind of sheltered growing up; I just didn't realize how much."

"I was the opposite," Amelia said. "I guess I should have warned you about the content in those catalogues, sorry," she apologised. Internally Amelia was cackling like a madwoman as she imagined Korra reading through the catalogue and almost passing out from shock, her face bright red. "You didn't have any trouble hiding them, did you?"

Korra shook her head with a small smile. "No. Being pretty much the only earthbender on the island means it's pretty easy for me to hide things if I have to."

Now she started fidgeting, as she got into the more personal issues. "Do you really do all those things to people? And do some people really ask to have those things done to them?"

Amelia really wanted to call Korra out on her discomfort but she decided to spare the woman… for now. Later on though, there would be no mercy, even if she was the Avatar. "Yes and yes," she said simply. She did not have to know what Korra looked, given what had been in those catalogues, Korra's question applied to everything.

"I thought you must have, since you gave me the catalogues." Korra took a deep breath and was able to grin at Amelia, albeit a bit shakily. "I normally pride myself on being tough, but I don't think I want to do the more extreme things I read about." Some of those poses had made her hurt just looking at them; she couldn't imagine what it would be like to be physically put into them.

"I don't blame you," Amelia said as she stood up and returned to the arm of Korra's chair and once again gave her new friend a one armed hug. "But don't worry; I'm not going to force you to do any of those things plus you're a novice so even if you wanted to, I wouldn't let you." Hell, she was a Succubus and even she would not do some of the activities in those catalogues.

Korra felt herself sag a little with relief as she returned the hug; she had been afraid that Amelia would think she was being a coward by not wanting to do those things. "Thanks Amelia. I had actually considered not going through with any bondage, but I changed my mind. I'm very scared of losing control, so I think this may be a way for me to sort of confront those fears in a safe place and with someone I trust."

Despite having tied up countless people over the years, Amelia felt touched that Korra trusted her enough despite only having met her yesterday. "Don't worry, you're in very good hands with me," she promised. "You'll enjoy losing control this time and hopefully your mind will be opened a little from your body being trapped."

"That's what I'm hoping too," Korra told her, a nervous smile on her face. "And I guess I'm ready to start whenever you are; did you want me to go ahead and tell you what I want to have done, or I guess I could give you free reign. I trust you enough for that." Korra figured she may as well get used to giving up control, so this might be a good place to start.

"I'm ready to start now," Amelia said as she stood up and walked over to a nearby closet. "So you definitely want to be tied up?" She asked. "Not interested in any of the other stuff in the catalogues or do you want to save those for later?" She was looking forward to tying up the Avatar. She had to remember to keep herself under control though; she didn't want to scare Korra off.

"Yeah, just being tied up is enough for me right now," Korra confirmed. Some of the other things in the catalogues had looked intriguing, but she wanted to keep things simple for now. "I was thinking you could start off with something pretty basic and gradually work your way up; I'll give you some kind of signal when I don't want to go any further."

Amelia understood that. "Okay, stand in the middle of the room, hands behind your back," she ordered as she pulled out a small length of rope. This would be enough to bind Korra's wrists. "Before we begin, we'll need to go over the rules for this session." Her voice was more serious. "These are the basics you'll need to know and accept or I won't go any further."

Nodding as she stood up and walked to the spot Amelia had indicated, Korra said, "All right, that makes sense." Putting her arms behind her, the Avatar felt her nervousness increasing; this was it, she was really going to let herself be tied up by someone who was almost a complete stranger.  She was also wondering what the rules would be, and how they would change things.

"The first rule is that if you start to feel uncomfortable, either because of what's happening or if the ropes start to cause rope burn or for any reason, you will tell me straight away," Amelia ordered Korra. "Don't let your pride get in the way or think that you'll have wasted my time if we need to stop." Amelia wanted this to be as clear as possible. The last thing they needed was the Avatar getting hurt in their fetish dungeon.

Korra nodded with determination, a serious look on her face. ''I promise.'' It was a good thing Amelia had warned her about that; Korra knew she had a lot of pride in her physical abilities and may have been tempted to try and push through any discomfort she felt. Now she knew better.

Amelia let out a small sigh of relief. "Good, I'd hate to have to kick you out because you were too proud say no," she told Korra. "We've done it before with idiots who refused to say that it hurt." Walking behind Korra, she pulled the rope taught and made sure she had a good length ready to tie around Korra's bound wrists. "That also includes if you start to go numb, that could mean that your blood circulation is being cut off."

''Huh, I hadn't thought of that,'' Korra mused out loud. Who would have thought that there were so many risks to just being tied up? She would to remember that next time she was tied up. ''Of course, most of the times when I was tied up for escape practice I was more worried about getting free. And even then it was just my wrists tied in front of me, or my ankles loosely bound.''

Amelia was pleased that Korra had barely been tied up; she could ignore it and pretend that this was her first time. "That was pretty poor escape training," she said. "For one, if you're going to be tied up, most people would tie your hands behind your back," she told Korra. "And no way would they tie your ankles loosely, too much chance of you running or kicking them."

Korra could only shrug at that. ''I thought pretty much the same thing, but I got the feeling that my trainers didn't really consider it a very important part of my training.''. She looked down at the ground as she sheepishly admitted the next part. ''And I was usually more eager to learn bending than anything else.''

Amelia snorted. "I can't really blame you," she said. "If I had a choice between being tied up or learning to shoot fire out of my hands, I think I'd take the latter." She thought that bending was pretty cool and she enjoyed watching the bending performances put on in the park. "Okay, I'm going to tie your wrists together now, after that we'll do what you had in mind," she told Korra.

Nodding, Korra focused on remaining calm, reminding herself that she was in no danger and that she trusted Amelia. Even with all that, it was hard to suppress her instinct to fight back as she felt the ropes (surprisingly smooth) encircle her wrists and draw them together. She managed though, staying in place and not struggling.

"The next rule is that what I say goes," Amelia said as she made sure that Korra's wrists were together and that there wasn't any slack in the ropes for the Avatar to escape through. "And what I mean by that is, if I say we're stopping for a reason, for example; time or I feel that we've gone far enough, you will respect that and won't argue with me." The amount of times that she had experienced clients who felt that they knew better than her…

''Fair enough; I'll listen to what you say.'' As she had reflected earlier, Korra had a tendency to be very stubborn, and while this could be a good thing, it could also get her into trouble. She had also learned the hard way to listen to experts (well, most of the time), and respect their experience.

"Good and the final rule is to have fun and enjoy yourself," Amelia said, happy that the horizontal turns were in place, as she began to tie the ropes between Korra's wrists. This was a basic wrist tie but it would be more than satisfactory for a beginner like Korra. Hell, it was perfect for even an advanced sub. Once the ropes were tight, Amelia began tying of a tight knot to hold it all together.

''Heh, I'll try my best,'' Korra said with a slightly strained chuckle. Now that her wrists were bound for real, the situation had fully sunk in for her and she could feel her breathing wanting to come faster and her heartbeat becoming faster. She sternly told herself to get a grip and forced herself to stay calm.

Seeing this, Amelia reached up and began massaging Korra's shoulders gently to try and calm her down. "Relax," she said in a soft voice. "You're in no danger here, we'll go at a pace that suits you," she promised, her fingers pressing into the muscles of Korra's shoulders. "Does that sound good?" She asked.

''...yeah. Sorry about that,'' Korra said softly, relaxing back into Amelia's hands. ''Guess I'm still a little keyed up from this; I'm not used to being so blatantly under someone else's control. I mean, I do trust you, but...''. It was just a very different experience for the young Avatar, one she was still getting used to.

"You don't have to explain," Amelia told her. "It can be very difficult for some people to let go and submit." This was a common problem that she had to deal with. "You'll find it easier to deal with as we go on." She then smirked and decided to have some fun with Korra. "If you think this is too much, wait until you're butt naked and suspended from the ceiling with a ball gag between your lips."

Korra was mortified to hear a high pitched squeak escape from her lips as she whipped her head around to look at Amelia in alarm. ''W-what?! You're really going to do that to me?!". She really hoped that the blonde was just kidding, but she couldn't be sure.

"Yes I am," Amelia said with a straight face before her lips twitched and she broke down in loud laughter at Korra's expense. "Oh, the look on your face," she said between gasping breath's as she sat down in her chair. She probably should not have done it but Korra was so tense, she needed to relax a little.

Korra pouted furiously at Amelia, secretly grateful that the beautiful blonde had broken the tension. ''Oh ha ha, very funny,'' she grumbled, a reluctant smile on her face. She had to admit, it had been pretty funny; she should have known better than to believe Amelia would really do that to her.

Amelia eventually got herself back under control. "Don't worry, I won't do that to you," 'yet, once you're more comfortable then we'll see'. "Sit down and while you're getting used to those bonds, we'll talk about how you want me to tie you up," she said. "And if you have any questions, I'll answer them."

That sounded good to Korra, so she sat down, noticing as she walked how having her hands tied behind her affected her balance. She also noticed, with a faint blush, how it caused her already impressive breasts to be pushed out even further. ''Can I ask what was the strictest tie you ever used on someone was?"

Amelia thought about that question for a few moments. "From what I can remember, the strictest rope tie I ever used was a fully body tie," she told Korra as she picked up a catalogue and flicked it to a specific page. Once she found what she was looking for, she held it out for Korra to see.

Korra tilted her head slightly as she studied the image. ''Wow. That does look extremely tight.'' Though she had to admit, there was a certain artistry in the way the ropes were wrapped around the models' bodies, hugging and enhancing their curves. She tucked away the fantasy of imagining herself tied up like that for another time.

"It is," Amelia said as she placed the catalogue back onto the pile. "It took a while to learn how to tie someone up like that but once I did, I was really proud with it." She had used multiple people as her bondage dummies and it looked like Korra was interested too. "So, what kind of tie would you like me to use on you?" She asked, curious as to what Korra had in mind.

Now that was a good question.  Korra had looked at what seemed like hundreds of different positions and bonds, some outright scaring her.  She thought she finally had one in mind though.

''There was one position I saw, I think it was called a 'strappado,' that I thought looked interesting.''

"A strappedo huh?" Amelia asked. "An interesting choice." It was a tie that she had not used on anyone in a while so it would be nice to revisit it. Personally, Amelia thought it was a little advanced for Korra at this point but the woman had chosen it. "I can do that easily if you're sure that's what you want," she said, standing up and walking over to the chest with her bondage equipment inside it.

Nodding with determination, Korra told her, ''I want to at least try it; I'm pretty flexible, so I think it I'll be all right. Don't worry, I'll remember your rules and let you know if it's too much for me, or if you think it is.'' The position did look a little strenuous, but Korra felt confident she could handle it; she was in very good shape.

Amelia opened the trunk and began rummaging through it. "Are you going to want an armbinder or a gag?" She asked curiously, trying to hide her nervousness at being the one to tie up the Avatar. She hoped that once this session was over, Korra would come back again. Korra had a great body and Amelia had plenty of ideas for it and not all of them involving rope.

Korra swallowed, the sound uncomfortably loud in her ears. "I'll take one or the other; I'll let you decide which." She wanted to say both, but was wary of pushing herself too far too fast. This was one area that she didn't want to just rush into without thinking; at the very least, she could lose the respect of Amelia, and she found that she really didn't want the blonde to think less of her.

Amelia thought about for a few seconds before she pulled out a sturdy leather armbinder and held it up for Korra. "We'll go with an armbinder first and then if you feel up to it, we'll go for a gag later? Sound good?" She asked. She could see that Korra was nervous and she found herself wanting to help Korra as much as she could.

"Yeah, that sounds good." Korra felt a rush of gratitude towards the blonde and wasn't shy about letting her know. "Thanks for being so patient with me Amelia, though I'm guessing you get a lot of practice dealing with nervous people, huh?" After all, if she, the Avatar, was on pins and needles about the whole experience, she could only imagine what it was like for other people.

"Oh you have no idea," Amelia said to Korra as she retrieved a foldable spreader bar and a longer length of rope from her trunk before closing it. "You're actually doing pretty well for a beginner," she told Korra. "You haven't fainted or thrown up," she said dryly, heading back to the seated Avatar.

"Thanks for the compliment, I think," Korra told her, equally dryly, as she watched the busty blonde with interest, taking note of what she was doing. "So people really react that badly sometimes, their first time in here?" She had expected some nerves, but throwing up and blacking out? Wow.

Amelia nodded. "Yeah and as one of the rules here is whoever uses the room has to clean it…" She grimaced before trying to change the subject. "I'll make a confession, I've done this plenty of times but I'm actually a little nervous to be tying up the Avatar," she told Korra as she tied one end of the rope to a ring one the end of the armbinder.

Korra blinked; she hadn't really thought that Amelia would be nervous. Though she supposed it made sense; even now, or maybe especially now, the Avatar was an important and powerful figure, both in terms of fighting and in politics.

She gave Amelia a relaxed grin. "Don't worry, I'm not going to be mad at you, and I promise I won't go into the Avatar State."

Amelia snorted. "Good, if you had, you'd be paying for the damages to this room," she said, aiming the other end of the rope at a ring in the ceiling and throwing it. The rope threaded through the ring and hung on the other side. "When you're ready to begin, we'll get the armbinder on you."

Korra took a couple of deep, slow breaths, calming herself as much as possible before giving Amelia the nod. "I'm ready, and really glad that I learned to be so flexible so young," she half-joked. Since her elbows were going to be squeezed together, she had better reason than normal to be grateful that it wouldn't put a strain on her.

Amelia gave the armbinder a few pulls to make sure that the laces were loose enough to for Korra to slip her arms into it. "I learned that too," she said. "It's really helpful when you're dancing round a pole," she said as she held the armbinder in place and waited for Korra to put her arms into it.

Tilting her head quizzically as carefully worked her arms into the soft leather, Korra had to ask, "Why would you be dancing around a pole? I've never heard of any dance like that from my instructors." Ugh, those were among the most boring of her lessons: high class etiquette. She was darkly certain that no other Avatar had been forced to endure them, and did her best to get out of them whenever possible.

Amelia stopped and blinked as she processed what Korra had said. Was the Avatar really that naïve? She clearly had not done any research was so ever. It took her a moment to answer. "Considering what I know about them from you, it doesn't surprise me in the slightest," Amelia said as she slid the leather restraint till the top reach just beneath Korra's elbows. "I'll show you later," she promised.

Korra almost shrugged but stopped herself from moving her arms in time. "If you want to; I mean, I don't want to sound ungrateful, but dancing is pretty boring to me." A thought struck her, leaving her looking pensive. "Then again, some of the airbending forms Tenzin has showed me kind of look like dancing, so maybe it would help with that." She made a mental note to follow up on that idea later.

Amelia was trying not to laugh; Korra really had no idea what she was letting herself in for. "If you want to come and watch me dance after we're done here, you're more than welcome to," she said as she slowly began to pull the laces tight, ensnaring Korra's arms in the supple leather restraint.

"I'll think about it," Korra promised as she felt the strange sensation of her elbows being forced together. It didn't really hurt, but she was definitely aware of it.

Happening to glance down, Korra blushed yet again as she saw the side-effect she really should have seen coming, given what happened when her wrists were tied. Now her breasts were definitely straining against her top.

Once Korra's elbows had been pressed together and the laces had been pulled tight, she began to tie off a tight knot at the top to keep them in place. "You've seen what it's doing to your chest, haven't you?" She asked, sounding amused. "Next time I'll let you borrow one of my sports bras, I have a few that should fit you."

"Thanks; kind of wish I had one now," Korra replied with a wry chuckle.  She normally wrapped her chest more loosely than tight, and right now she was very glad of that, even if she did wish she had loosened them even more.  "I think you're one of the first girls my age I've met that has bigger breasts than I do."

"Oh Korra, you say the sweetest things," Amelia said sweetly before placing a hand on Korra's back. "I'm assuming that you're wearing chest wrappings; want me to loosen them a bit for you?" She asked. Amelia was trying her hardest to make sure that this went well. She wasn't sure why, but she considered Korra a good friend despite only having just met her.

"Yeah, if you don't mind. Actually, if you want, you can take them off completely," Korra offered. Hey, it was just her and Amelia, and she was pretty sure that she didn't have anything the blonde hadn't seen before, most likely multiple times. She was a little bashful about her body, but not enough to retract the offer.

"No problem," Amelia told her new friend as she rubbed Korra's back lightly for a few moments before reaching under her shirt and pulling the loosened wrappings off of Korra's chest. "There we go," she said placing them down on top of a nearby cabinet. "How does that feel?" She asked, eyeing Korra's breasts pressing against her shirt.

"Much better, though a little drafty." Korra couldn't remember the last time she had gone around without chest wrappings, and was surprised at how sensitive her breasts were. She could feel her nipples hardening as they rubbed against her shirt, causing her to flush and fidget slightly. She could only hope that Amelia didn't notice.

Amelia grinned; she could see exactly how Korra was reacting to the loss of her chest wrappings. "So the draft is the only reason that you're about to poke two holes though your shirt?" She asked bluntly with a knowing smile. Until she got used to this, it would be fun to tease Korra a little.

Korra's blush deepened and she sputtered a few times before she was able to respond. "Y-yes, that's the only reason!" she insisted, giving the blonde a teasing glare. Just what Amelia trying to insinuate? "And I guess because they're kind of sensitive, after being wrapped up so much."

Amelia licked her lips at that thought and settled for giving Korra a teasing grin. Sometimes you did not need to talk to drive a point home. "So, how does that arm binder feel?" She asked. "Enjoying the feeling of the leather binding your arms together, rendering them useless." She tapped Korra's nose. "No bending from you Miss Avatar."

Automatically wrinkling her nose from the tap, Korra then blinked as she thought about what Amelia had said; it couldn't be that easy to remove a person's ability to bend, could it? She had heard about the chi blockers the Equalists used, but just by binding their arms? "That can't be right; I heard that King Bumi could earthbend with just his face." Then she realized she hadn't answered Amelia's question. "Oh, the armbinder feels fine; actually pretty comfortable."

Amelia laughed at Korra's confusion. The tap on the nose seemed to have confused her somehow. "That's good to hear," Amelia said as she picked up the folded up spreader bar. "They are designed for restraint and comfort," she said before crouching down. "Can you move your legs apart so they're either side of the ring on the floor please?" She asked.

"Sure," Korra agreed with matter of fact cheerfulness, shuffling her legs wide. She privately considered her legs to be one of her best features; they were well-muscled but not to the point of being bulky. Instead they were long and sleek, while still being strong enough to kick a boulder across a field.

Amelia unbuckled the first leather strap from its circle form and carefully encircled it around Korra's left ankle before redoing the straps up and securing it in place. "So, how were you able to come here without raising any suspicions?" She asked Korra as she began to unfold he bar. Hopefully the Avatar had used a good excuse and not some poor and obvious one.

"I actually used something close to the truth," Korra told her with a shrug, finding out that the armbinder rather restricted her shoulders. "I told Tenzin that I really needed sometime by myself: no guards, no teachers, no politicians. He wasn't exactly happy about it, but he understood where I was coming from and let me go out."

"Well that was nice of him," Amelia said as she fed the folded up bar through a ring on the floor and then unfolded the rest of it. "I haven't met Tenzin but I've heard of him." She then laughed. "Try picturing his face if he knew where you were right now or if you could see this," she said with a mischievous smile.

Korra's face went blank and then turned into a screwed up mess, as if not sure whether to laugh, cry, or cringe. "I'd really rather not; it might give him a heart attack, and while he can be kind of a stick in the mud, I really like him. Plus, he's pretty much the only one who can teach me airbending," she finished jokingly.

"Fair enough," Amelia said as she closed the other cuff around Korra's other ankle and buckled it up. "I guess that ruins my plan to send him some photos of today's session to see how well behaved that you were," she said in a mock sad tone and checked the straps again, pleased that Korra wouldn't be slipping out of them anytime soon.

Korra snorted at that. "Yeah, please don't do that. Knowing my luck his kids would see them first and ask him what I was doing." That wouldn't go over well; Tenzin already considered her something of a bad influence on his children, especially Meelo. She really didn't want to see him blow his top again.

"Don't worry, as I said yesterday, everything that happens here is confidential unless you want to talk about it with other people," Amelia said as she stood up and walked back to her trunk, waiting for Korra's response and her thoughts on the spreader bar. She knew that Korra could stand like that for a while.

"Thanks for the offer, but I'm not sure most people would understand why I'm doing this." Heck, even she wasn't completely sure why she was doing this, though she had to admit she was enjoying herself thus far. "And I would be worried about them accidentally letting something slip."

"A common worry," Amelia said as she looked through her trunk again. "How does that spreader bar feel?" She asked as she debated on what to do next, would she need a ladder or another piece of rope? It would depend on how far Korra was willing to go at this stage. Well, she wanted to free her mind.

"It's fine; I'm really, really flexible," Korra told her proudly. She still wondered why Mako and Bolin had both turned a little red when she told them that. Come to think of it, Tenzin had looked briefly uncomfortable as well when she had mentioned that to him. Maybe she should ask them about it...

"Me too," Amelia told her as she took out another length of rope and folded up ladder out of the trunk. "It makes me a huge hit with all the boys… and a couple of women too," she bragged before bending backwards into a handstand and then returning to her feet. "And it's useful too."

It took a while for Korra to fully understand that, but once she did her face turned crimson as she realized she didn't have to ask her male friends about their reactions anymore. "Oh," she managed to squeak out. "So that's why everyone gave me those weird looks when I mentioned that," she mumbled to herself.

Amelia did not hold back her laughter this time as she patted Korra on the shoulder. "Oh Korra, you're so sheltered and naïve," she said sympathetically before a wicked grin crossed her face. "Don't worry though, I'll cure you of that quickly enough," she promised. Oh, the fun she could have here.

Korra gave her a dry look, tinged with apprehensiveness. "That's not as comforting as you think it is." She couldn't even imagine the things Amelia could do, say, and show to her, though she did feel some curiosity about it. "Dare I ask what you have in mind?" She could only hope she wouldn't be scarred for life.

Amelia thought about the most diplomatic way to answer. "I plan to show you what people are really like," she said. "Everyone has a face that they hide away from the world, with me you'll see the other side of humanity, its true face," Amelia said mysteriously as she picked up the magazine and began flicking through it, looking for a certain page.

That got a raised eyebrow from Korra. "True face, huh? If that means that you want to show me people are evil, I'll pass. I know the arguments, but most people aren't really bad, they're just trying to get by." Maybe it was the Avatar part of her talking, but Korra knew that people weren't evil, at least not most of them; a lot of times, they were just misguided.

Amelia shook her head; Korra had misunderstood what she was saying. Amelia was not talking about a person's evil side. Oh well, she would understand soon enough. "I wasn't talking about that," she old Korra as she stopped on a page and turned it around to show Korra. "Do you feel up to a crotchrope?" She asked.

Now Korra looked sheepish. "Sorry; guess I still have the Equalists on the brain. I've heard a lot of their speeches about how evil benders are, and that's what I thought you were talking about." Then she peered at the page. "...that looks kind of uncomfortable," she said slowly, unconsciously trying to bring her legs together, forgetting about the spreader bar. "Does it hurt?"

"If applied properly, which it will be," Amelia said with an assuring smile. "There won't be any pain although there will be a little bit of discomfort at first as you get used to it but that's expected with any type of bondage," she explained before there was a knock at the door.

"Amelia?" A female voice called. "You're needed upstairs for a minute."

The Succubus sighed and placed the magazine down. "You look at that, I'll be back in a few minutes," she told Korra before leaving the room, annoyed that her time with the Avatar was being disturbed.

Korra was a bit surprised at being left alone, but decided to go with it; it wasn't as if Amelia was going to leave her there for hours on end after all.

Instead she studied the picture of the crotchrope, noting the expression of pleasure on the model's face. And the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to try it out. It seemed like it could be fun.