Endless Coils Dance

Commisssion, art made by Oo_Sebastian_oO , from H3NTAI FOUNDRY.

I don't have a big knowledge of the Korra universe, however, one day I have read a very erotic Kaa & Korra story that still haunts me to this day, compelling me to surrender to this fantasy ...

Serpent in the Spirit WorldWARNING: This story contains several fetishes very near and dear to my pelvis, including: Hypnosis, feet, coiling, tickling, bondage, and submission/domination. The parts of the story where things heat up have been divided into three different parts: "Subduing the Avatar", "Mistress/Master", and the finale "Playtime". Let me know what you think in the comments below. Enjoy the show...
CHAPTER 1
5 years after Harmonic Convergence...
   Korra was starting to get frustrated, scowling as she continued to trek through the jungle of the spirit world. Even though only her spirit was actually trudging through the undergrowth, the oppressive heat, which made her Water Tribe clothes stick to her in an uncomfortable way, felt real enough. "Why, of all days, did I choose to go commando?", she said aloud to herself.
    It had been a fruitless endeavor from the get-go . No one here was very helpful, most of the spirits were still resentful of what she had done several years ago (1st Part)

Eska's Permanent VacationWARNING: This story contains several fetishes near and dear to my pelvis, including: hypnosis, coiling/squeezing, feet, and vore. This is kind of a long story, so if you're not into character development, the main events are in "Round Two: Submit!" and "Ice to Eat You". Let me know what you think in the comments, and enjoy the show...
A Chilly Audience
Three weeks ago, at the Northern Water Tribe palace...
    An imperious, detached voice traveled down the frosty steps of the icy throne room., carrying with it the only hint of warmth possessed by the vapor's maker. "And why did you think we should care about the trivialities of your day to day struggle?" The authoritative male's breath fogged in the frigid air, and drifted to the foot of the steps where there shivered a broken looking old man, dressed in a tattered polar leopard-skin parka and a cloth that was wrapped around his face. The weary man coughed, then rasped his reply towards the two ice-sculpted thrones, upon whic (2nd Part)

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