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November One-Shot: Izuku x Melissa, Tsuyu, Toga, Fuyumi, and Mitsuki!
🕑 Added 2023-12-01 01:37:58 +0000 UTC
Was slavery really so bad when all parties agreed to the terms and conditions? Izuku would never understand the people who protested against slavery or who were even trying to get the system removed entirely. Slave Contracts had been around for as long as Izuku could remember, and they followed a very basic principle—if you want something badly enough, you’re allowed to make it happen as long as there’s consent from everyone involved. Such a basic principle that got people’s panties in a twist.
“Isn’t it ironic that the ones who commit crimes in order to protest the slavery system call it ‘evil’, when they’re the ones being villains?” Izuku huffed, tossing a paper aside that he’d been reading about another group of villains who had gone after some government officials in order to ‘protest’ the slavery system.
The paper landed on the face of none other than Himiko Toga, the former villain who was currently acting as Izuku’s footrest.
“It’s very ironic indeed, sir! I’m sure those villains would change their tune if they just let themselves try being someone’s slave for once! Just like I did with you!” Toga wore a permanent smile ever since surrendering her villainous ways to sign a contract to become his slave. Now, the former villain got paraded around everywhere to show off how a hero had tamed her.
“I’m sure once you become the number one hero, nobody will ever be able to question it again! After all, the number one hero walking around with a bunch of slaves would be quite the statement, wouldn’t it?” Melissa insisted as she straddled his lap. She was completely naked just like all of his slaves. They didn’t even wear any underwear—making these girls his slaves only to cover up their boobs would be a real crime, and it was always best to keep their pussies exposed and ready for him to use whenever he wanted. They did wear a collar and leash around each of their necks, though. Izuku had a whole collection of different collars and leashes, and that was basically the girls’ new form of shopping and accessorizing nowadays. Izuku pulled on Melissa’s leash just for fun—she was wearing pink today.
“Hmm…that’s a good point. All Might could have an entire agency of slaves willing to sign contracts with him, but he’s never gone through with it. If the new symbol of peace endorsed slavery with a bunch of slaves of his own, that would shut up all of the anti-slavery protests going around…good thinking, Melissa. Don’t tell me you were thinking this far ahead when you became my first slave?.” He cupped her cheek and kissed her as she blushed.
“Happy to be of service, Master Izuku! I’ll always be honored to be your very first! And, well…I’d be lying if I said I didn’t always enjoy the thought of you being the new number one hero with a bunch of slaves…”
“Ribbit…I wanted to be his slave, first…” Tsuyu insisted—his second slave. “I was just too shy to go through with it until Melissa did it first.”
Izuku smiled and reached down to caress his name tattooed in green colors right above Tsuyu’s pussy, accompanied by a fancy womb tattoo. All of his women had it.
“W-well, it’s not like I don’t understand some of the concerns people have.” Fuyumi’s gentle voice spoke up as she walked a pot of tea over to him. She was allowed to wear a rare apron when she was doing any sort of cooking or brewing—it only added to her sexiness. “The system can be abused from time to time. My mother didn’t have a choice but to sign a contract with my father, and look how that ended up for her…”
Izuku frowned. “There are individual cases that can be taken advantage of, sure. That didn’t stop you, though, did it?” He yanked Fuyumi’s leash, pulling her down onto her knees after she set the tea down. “After all, the fact that you wanted to become my slave even after watching how bad things were for your mom is proof of how good it feels to surrender yourself to the right man, isn’t that right?”
Fuyumi blushed and squeezed her thighs together, as if getting wet just from the slight teasing about how she’d willingly followed in her mother’s footsteps. “Y-yes…as long as you know what you’re getting into…ohhh…n-nothing feels as good as surrendering your rights as a person so you can serve the right man…” And obviously, Izuku was no Endeavor. His women were all stripped naked, stripped of their human rights and basic decency, and he made them serve him in every sense of the word, but they were living the life of their dreams—Izuku made sure of that every single day that he owned them.
“M-Master, my back is beginning to ache…” Toga spoke up hesitantly. They were allowed to voice minor complaints like that, but only Izuku got to decide what to do about it.
“You were a villain who ran around and slaughtered people for fun, but a few hours of supporting my feet on your back is enough to exhaust you? Pathetic. No wonder you were so easy to defeat.” He slid his feet off of her only to kick her in the ass, shoving her face down to the floor to appreciate the view from behind. Right there on her ass was another place for his name to appear, ‘IZUKU MIDORIYA’ branded right on each girl’s ass to further stake his claim. “If your back is starting to ache, then I’ll use your ass as a footrest instead. Surely you can handle that much, you useless ex-villain?”
“Y-yes, Master Izuku! Thank you, Master!” Toga moaned. They both knew she got off the hardest to pain, anyway, so her ‘complaint’ earlier had been more of an invitation than a cry for help.
“If I may be so bold, Master, where is Mitsuki?” Fuyumi asked.
Izuku chuckled. How fitting for her to ask, considering he acquired Fuyumi and Mitsuki back to back during the latest Sports Festival. It had been like taking out two birds with one stone—first he kicked Todoroki’s ass and grabbed his sister as his trophy, and then he really kicked Katsuki’s ass and made his mom submit and agree to become his slave right in front of the blonde loud ass. Ah, Izuku would never let the slavery system die after how amazing those moments had been.
“Mitsuki is still tending to her house. I agreed to let her check back in with them every now and then since Kacchan and his dad are utterly hopeless at taking care of that house without her.”
Fuyumi raised an eyebrow. “I’m surprised you would be so nice to them after what they said to you when you first took Mitsuki.”
Izuku chuckled. “I wouldn’t exactly call it ‘being nice’...”
“DEKU! YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD!” A voice screamed from down the hallway.
“Speak of the devil…” Izuku turned to watch as the door to his room burst open. ‘Devil’ was definitely the perfect way to describe Katsuki Bakugou, storming in with red eyes and a murderous aura dripping off of him. Well, a devil and a chihuahua mixed together. A devil who’s bark was worse than his bite. A devil who didn’t even dare actually enter the room once he saw Izuku surrounded by the rest of his naked slaves, as if the sight was so off putting to him. Off putting because he’d never get bitches like this. Ha. Izuku could roast Katsuki in his head all day. He should probably actually pay attention to what he was screaming about, now.
“You think this is a fucking joke?! Think it’s funny to send her back home looking like that?! Think you can just do whatever the fuck you want now that the hag finally showed how worthless she is?!”
“Katsuki! Don’t you dare speak like that!” Mitsuki walked in from behind her son. Even though she had just come from her own home, she was just as naked as the rest of Izuku’s slaves, meaning all of her tattoos were perfectly on display, too, and her heels made a satisfying clacking sound as she walked over to Izuku to lean down for a kiss. “It’s harder than you’d think to vacuum in heels like this!”
Melissa giggled. “Izuku, you’re making her walk around naked in front of her son and husband?”
He shrugged with a snicker. “The contract says she’s not allowed to wear clothes. I’m not changing that just because they’re gonna be fragile about it.”
“IT’S NOT FUCKING FUNNY!” Katsuki screeched. “Where is that fucking contract? I’ll burn that damn piece of paper right now!”
“Then you’d be considered a villain, Katsuki! Damage of property is serious business.” Mitsuki lectured him.
“SHUT UP, HAG!” Katsuki lit an explosion in his palm. He was just flexing his quirk to overcompensate as usual, but Izuku spoke up anyway.
“I wouldn’t put it past you to raise your hand against your own mother, but remember what she just said?” Izuku wrapped an arm around Mitsuki’s waist with a wink. “Damage of property is serious business. That includes her.”
Mitsuki swooned, as if being referred to as ‘property’ was the sexiest thing ever.
That exchange was finally enough to push Katsuki over the edge…to the point that he darted away, covering his mouth to find a more respectable place to vomit. Well, at least he had too much pride to be caught vomiting in public. Even Izuku would’ve felt bad ordering his slaves to clean that up if it ended up on the floor of his room.
As Katsuki fled the scene, he left the door wide open for the nearby Mineta and Kaminari to poke their heads into the room.
“Woooow, so this is what goes on behind your closed doors, huh?” Kaminari whistled, impressed.
“Damn! It’s even sexier than what we’ve all been theorizing! Look at her! Human furniture! It’s where women belong!” Mineta sobbed in envy, clenching his fist.
Izuku rolled his eyes. All of the guys were constantly at his door or in his DMs complaining about how jealous they were of him, but these two were whining every single day about how he just had to take pity on them and lend them one of his girls so they could at least lose their virginities. It was getting very old very quickly.
“Do you two just lurk outside of my door 24/7 now?” Izuku grumbled.
“Please, man! We’re living vicariously through you!” Kaminari insisted. “Come on, think about what it was like before you got your first girl! Back when you were still a virgin like us! All it takes is one shot, right? Can’t you give that shot to us?”
“We’ll treat your girls juuuuust right, I swear…just give them to me for one night, Midoriya!” Mineta was drooling and making beckoning motions with his fingers.
You clowns wouldn’t know the first thing about how to touch a woman, Izuku wanted to snap, but merely chewing them out wouldn’t be nearly satisfying enough. His sluts were sexy and he knew they were sexy, and he knew parading them around naked would get many envious eyes on them, but he had had it with all the cucks who couldn’t take a damn hint. Well, if a hint wasn’t working, then a statement was needed…and Izuku knew exactly how to make the statement.
After slamming the door in Kaminari and Mineta’s faces, he made a call to Mina, who had always been right at the edge of finally crossing the line and signing her name beneath his contract.
“Hey, Mina, I need to ask a favor…no, no, you don’t need to do anything that crazy. Just bring a camera and we’ll be good to go.”
The next evening, while the entire class was finishing changing in the locker rooms after hero training, Izuku headed back early. There was no need to shower when he was about to get all hot and dirty again, after all, so that gave him time to prepare.
By the time the rest of the class returned to the dorm, Izuku was naked on the living room couch, surrounded by all five of his naked slaves. Toga and Tsuyu were kneeling at his feet, Fuyumi and Melissa clung to his arms and squished their boobs against him, and Mitsuki straddled his lap just to add insult to injury when Katsuki walked in.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Katsuki screamed, though his energy was matched by the rest of the class for once.
“Heyyy! So glad you could all join us!” Mina was in the center of the room, with a camera and tripod set up and everything. She turned the camera to capture the rest of the class. “Now that the entire audience is here, we can properly begin! Hello, everyone, and welcome to the first live streaming of Izuku and his slaves! Izu had a message he wanted to share with everyone, so I’ll just let him take things from here!”
Izuku cleared his throat as the camera focused on him again. “This is being broadcast to the entirety of UA, right, Mina?”
She gave him a thumbs up.
“Alright. Every day, my DMs are being spammed with heartfelt confessions from the guys of UA, and if you aren’t in my DMs, you’re getting on your hands and knees to me face to face. I’ve seen and heard it all, and it’s become clear to me that…UA has a serious virginity issue!” He glared at all the boys who had just entered the room. Especially at Katsuki who was fuming over the way his mom teasingly turned around to shove her fat ass against Izuku’s half hard cock. “Seriously, every day it’s another sob story about how the guys of this school are doomed to be virgins, how I’m their one and only hope to ever know what it’s like to get their dick wet and how I have an ‘obligation’ to ‘share’ one of my slaves with them for the good of UA’s collective masculinity!” He smacked Mitsuki’s ass to add extra oomph to his speech—and just to watch it jiggle, because damn she had a nice ass.
(And to make Katsuki fume even harder).
“Well, virgins of UA, I’ve finally decided to issue my official and public answer to all of your desperation…”
The guys all leaned in a little closer. Kaminari and Mineta especially were bouncing with anticipation as Izuku’s eyes met theirs.
“...alright. You’re right. I do feel pity for you, and it’s not like my girls can’t handle taking multiple guys. So, I’ll give you all a chance.”
“HELL YEAH!” Mineta and Kaminari jumped up high and fist bumped, making the remaining girls of the class scoot away from them. It didn’t go unnoticed by Izuku the way they all stayed to stare at his muscles and cock on display, though, not to mention his display of dominance by having all his slave girls clinging onto him like this. Uraraka, Momo, and Jirou could not stop staring.
“What shocking news! So it seems like Izuku is willing to offer pussy to the boys of UA, like holding out an apple to a starving man!” Mina exclaimed dramatically, wiping a moved tear from her eye.
“Ah, ah, ah, not so fast.” Izuku wrapped his arms around Fuyumi and Melissa’s waists, caressing the tattoo of his name on their asses. “Part of my girls’ contracts is that their sexual needs will always be fulfilled and satisfied, even beyond what they can comprehend as ‘satisfaction’. So, here is my once in a lifetime deal to the virgins of UA…” He yanked all five girls’ leashes at the same time, making them moan while he smirked at the camera. “If you think you can satisfy my sluts the way I can, the way I’m going to show you right here and now, then please…be my guest to volunteer. But if, after watching this live stream of me fucking my girls, you decide you would never be able to measure up…if you realize that you’d just be embarrassing yourself by even going near one of my girls who are so used to my cock that they’d never even feel yours…then I’d suggest you just quietly back down and accept the reality of your virginity.”
The guys of the class had all gone awkwardly silent as they realized the reality of the situation. What Izuku was pointing out was true—would they just be embarrassing themselves for even going near Izuku’s girls? They were about to get the answer to that question, as Izuku was about to show them what they were competing against.
“Let’s start with you, Mitsuki.”
“FUCKING WHY?!” Katsuki screeched.
“Your pussy has been wet and waiting for me all week long, hasn’t it?” Izuku fingered her clit as they both ignored the raging pomeranian who was still in the room for some reason.
“I’m always wet and waiting for you…my pussy hasn’t stopped leaking for you ever since I watched you kick my son’s ass at the Sport’s Festival! That was all it took to get me to sign that contract…well, I guess being married to a man like Masaru drives a woman to the point of desperation, too, but either way, my pussy is ready for you, Izuku…” Mitsuki was already straddling his lap, so she hoisted herself up to position the entrance to her pussy right on top of his tip.
“Mmmm…” Tsuyu and Toga made sure to do their part by leaning in to suck on his balls, since they were already sitting at his feet.
Fuyumi and Melissa’s boobs were fighting for space with Mitsuki’s massive tits on top of Izuku’s face. Smothered in the tits of three extremely busty women…even Izuku could admit that he’d be jealous if he wasn’t the man in the middle.
Luckily, Izuku was him.
“I didn’t even have to think twice about becoming your slave, you know…you hear that, Katsuki?” Mitsuki glanced over her shoulder at her raging son as she threw herself down on Izuku’s cock with a moan. “Watching you dominate the Sport’s Festival was one thing, but as soon as you showed me that huge cock you were hiding? I don’t think any woman could resist…especially when I’ve been stuck with a micro-dick like Masaru for years! It was about time I put myself first and attached myself to a real man, don’t you agree, Katsuki?!” Her voice grew more and more depraved and desperate as she sat herself all the way down on Izuku’s cock, wrapping her arms around his head to bury his face in her boobs.
Fuyumi and Melissa pouted at being pushed aside, but Izuku reached up to grope their tits, assuring them they’d have their turn. But first, he wanted to savor having Mitsuki ride his dick right in front of her son.
“Izuku’s newest slave Mitsuki shoots some fiery shots directly at her son! Your response, Bakugou?” Mina turned the camera to capture Katsuki’s face. That’s right, not only was this humiliation happening right in front of Katsuki’s eyes, but it was being streamed to the entire school. Everyone was watching Katsuki get humiliated as his mom eagerly surrendered herself to Izuku.
“D-don’t point that shit at me! That bitch isn’t my mom anymore! Fuck all of this!”
The only response Katsuki got was giggles from his other classmates, making his face redden. A particularly loud cry of pleasure from Mitsuki had his knees trembling. This was undoubtedly the happiest he’d ever seen his mom now that she had a real man in her life.
“The contract to be my slave overwrites your marriage vows. Isn’t that wonderful, Mitsuki?” Izuku grabbed her wrist and lifted it to his face, showing off her wedding ring. He could’ve done this a long time ago, but he’d been specifically waiting for the right moment, and there was no better moment than this. Izuku leaned down, took Mitsuki’s finger into his mouth, wrapped his teeth around the wedding ring, and pulled it off until he held it in between his teeth.
Mitsuki’s back arched and she moaned as if he’d just freed her. Becoming Izuku’s slave was true freedom for a woman trapped in a passionless marriage with a shitty son.
Then, as if it was a piece of dirty trash that had gotten stuck in his teeth, Izuku spat the ring onto the floor, activated One for All in his leg, and stomped the ring into dust with a loud THUMP that shook the entire living room, making the rest of the class stumble backwards. Katsuki fell to his knees.
“This is your new wedding ring, Mitsuki.” He smacked her ass and caressed the tattoo of his name to show it off to the camera as her ass bounced in his lap. “The only symbol of ownership you need.”
“Yes, Master! Thank you for freeing me, Master!” Mitsuki moaned as she came with a full-body shudder, her cunt clenching nonstop around Izuku ever since he’d removed her wedding ring.
“Fuck, your tight cunt is proof your ex-husband wasn’t man enough to handle you…good thing I’ll be your Master from now on! I’ll fuck you whenever I want, grab those huge tits whenever I want, and just like the contract said…if I end up giving Kacchan some little siblings, then you’ll just bow down and thank me for it!” Izuku gritted his teeth as he came inside of her for all to see, for Katsuki to see.
And when he was done using her, he dumped her onto the floor with her legs spread, specifically so that she could show off her creampied pussy in the direction of her son.
“That’s rough, buddy,” Todoroki muttered to Katsuki.
“You think so, Todoroki?” Izuku smirked and threw Fuyumi onto the floor on her hands and knees, mounting her from behind. “Because your sister is up next.”
In this position, Fuyumi was facing Todoroki, blushing as Izuku reached around to grope her tits from behind. “Sh-Shouto, you understand, don’t you? I was just…just tired of all the family drama. It’s so much easier being Izuku’s slave…”
“Yeah, it’s way easier to be my little bimbo slut, huh? You just cook for me and look pretty for me.”
She blushed more as Todoroki scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “W-well…I understand getting tired of the drama in our family, but—”
“What an understanding brother! You’re the best, Todoroki!” Izuku winked at him as he finally plunged his cock into Fuyumi, fucking her doggy style and grabbing a fistful of her hair. “To reward you for being so understanding, I’ll give your sister the best fuck of her life right here on camera!”
“Wait, that’s not what I—!”
“Got anything to say to daddy dearest?” Izuku turned Fuyumi to face the camera, ignoring Todoroki now that he was done teasing him.
With every thrust of Izuku’s cock, Fuyumi’s body lurched forward, her tits bouncing back and forth, gasping and moaning as Izuku’s hips made a loud smacking sound each time they collided against her thick ass. Her face was red with a lust-drunk smile already creeping up to her eyes—a truly filthy face on Endeavor’s daughter, facing the camera for everyone to see…including the man himself.
“F-father…you, Shouto, Natsu…you can all focus on figuring out your baggage together…from now on, I’m part of a new family…I’m Izuku’s housemaid, his woman, his slave, his…his…”
“My cock sleeve?” Izuku suggested, making her blush more.
“Whatever happens to you next, it’s none of my business…besides, Izuku will be sure to take your spot as the number one hero pretty soon anyway, so…I hope you can find your peace, knowing that your daughter has finally found a way to move on and be happy!”
“Good slut. Let’s show him just how happy you are now, huh?” Izuku began spanking her ass red as he pounded into her even faster, making her boobs bounce around wildly. As he fucked her, he moved her closer and closer to the camera, until Fuyumi’s face was practically on top of the lens, her tongue hanging out, moaning his name.
“FUCK YES! This is what it’s like to be a slave…to be happy…to be owned by the true number one hero! Thank you, Izuku! Thank you for saving me by enslaving me!”
Izuku smirked as he leaned over her back to speak directly into her ear. “That’s what a hero is for.” He flashed one last grin at Todoroki, one last hard stare into the camera where he knew Endeavor was watching, before he and Fuyumi came together, immediately forming a puddle beneath her of their mixed cum while she went lax in his muscles, cuddling up to him adorably.
“The live stream has gone viral way beyond just UA, Izu,” Mina informed, wiping some of Fuyumi’s spit off of the camera lens.
Izuku grinned and gently set Fuyumi on one of the living room couches nearest to Todoroki. “Good. So Endeavor really did see all that, right?”
She nodded. “With the view count we’re at right now, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s trending for everyone to see.”
Black whip shot out of Izuku’s palm and grabbed Toga, grabbing her leash and yanking her over towards the camera. “Good. Maybe there’s a chance the League of Villains are watching, then. Let’s show them where your loyalties lie now, shall we?”
Toga moaned as he yanked her collar harder and harder, until she was making choking sounds. “Yes…Master…! I was…always loyal to you…my pussy craved you since day one…!”
Izuku rammed his cock down her throat, stretching it out just a few feet away from the camera. “That’s a good bitch. See how useful slave contracts can be? Turning a villain into a useful piece of hero property with just the signing of a paper.” He grinned at the camera. “And for any female villains watching, you could always be next.”
He went from just stretching out Toga’s throat to fucking her face, his balls smacking against her chin. When he pulled out, there were obscene strings of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock, but he wasted no time in pinning her beneath him on the floor and slamming inside of her pussy next.
“Ooh, let me get a close up shot of this, for all those villains watching!” Mina giggled, kneeling down to put the camera right beside their hips where Izuku was pounding into Toga.
“See this? This is all it takes to get a villain to atone for their sins! Give them a better purpose in life—in this case, serving as my cock sleeve—and that’s all they need! Himiko Toga, the once-dangerous runaway murderer, is now nothing more than an obedient slave for Japan’s future number one hero! No amount of prison time is as rehabilitating or productive as my slave contract. Isn’t that right, slut?” As he fucked Toga in a mating press, he wrapped a hand around her throat, easily able to choke her with just one large palm.
“Eeeek…yessss…!” Toga had to choke through each word that she spoke, grabbing his wrist on reflex, but they both knew she didn’t actually want him to stop choking her. The harder he squeezed her neck, the harder her pussy squeezed his cock. “I don’t have to pretend anymore…don’t need to wear a mask…now, I get to just be myself, Izuku’s personal slut, and nobody can do anything about it! Heroes, villains…none of it matters anymore! Fuck me until I can’t walk, Izuku! Fuck me until I black out just like you always do! That’s all I care about!”
“Yeah, you’re the filthiest of all my sluts, you know that, Toga? Maybe it’s because you used to be a villain, or maybe it’s just your nature, but you’re such a slut for pain, I can treat you as roughly as I want and it’ll just make you cum harder! Case in point…” He smacked her across the face, and just like he said, Toga screamed and came around his cock, eyes rolling back.
It sounded like she was hyperventilating as Izuku folded her in half even more, lifting her knees up to her shoulders to pummel her tightening cunt. Her orgasm rippled through her body, making her even tighter until Izuku groaned and came inside of her. After filling her up to the point of overflowing, he pulled his cock out and jerked himself off to finish, firing the last few ropes of his seed all over Toga’s body and across her face.
Toga gave a cock-drunk giggle and turned to offer a double peace signs pose to the camera, tongue hanging out, showing off her cum-covered face. “Plus Ultra~”
“So, how’s the crowd feeling? Any of you still feeling up to trying to match me? Think you can treat my girls even half as good as what you’ve seen so far?” Izuku raised an eyebrow at Kaminari and Mineta in particular, both of whom had already deflated from cumming in their pants just from watching, as if they’d realized now that girls like this who were used to a man like Izuku probably wouldn’t even feel their touch even if Izuku did lend them to them.
There was a reason they were still virgins, after all. They couldn’t take that first step. And now that they’d seen how many steps ahead Izuku and his girls were, it was impossible for them to try and follow.
Izuku turned to Melissa with a grin. “Speaking of first steps…”
“Ribbit!” Tsuyu hopped on top of him before he could go to Melissa, her eyes dilated as if he’d triggered some deep-seeded, desperate part of her animalistic gene pool. “Izuku, please let me clean you up…” Her long tongue was already slithering out of her mouth and wrapping around his abs to just lick the sweat off of his muscles.
“You like my sweat that much?” Izuku chuckled as Tsuyu dragged her tongue all over his muscles in a full-body worship.
“And finally, we move onto the one girl who actually attends UA!” Mina said, moving the camera over again.
“I guess people will be surprised that only one girl from my class has signed on to be my slave, huh?” Izuku smirked at the camera before turning to wink at the watching crowd, where Ochako, Momo, Jirou, and Hagakure all collectively swooned and creamed themselves. “Don’t worry—something tells me Tsu won’t be the only one for much longer. She was just the first girl in the class brave enough to take that first step. Now look at her, fulfilling her duties much better than she ever could’ve done as a hero student. None of that matters anymore—all that matters to her is my cock. Isn’t that right, Tsu?” He patted her head as her tongue spiraled around his dick, completely wrapping around his length to squeeze and lick the mess of three girls’ pussies off of him.
“Ribbit…yeth, thir…” She murmured with her tongue tied around his dick, even wrapping the tip of her tongue around his balls. Nothing was better than getting a full-body, full-dick worship by Tsuyu’s long sticky tongue.
“After seeing it all for myself, I’m about ready to go find a pen to sign my name up…” Mina admitted, rubbing her thighs together as Tsuyu finally took his cock into her mouth, sucking while still pumping her tongue up and down his cock even as it entered her throat.
“Don’t lie to the camera—you’ve been ready for a while,” Izuku teased Mina before focusing back on Tsuyu, resting his hand on the back of her head and shoving her down on his cock until her face was buried in his crotch, her cheeks puffed out. Her throat made wet squelching sounds around him, and her tongue continued to move back and forth in her throat as she sucked.
Finally, Izuku dragged her head up before slamming it back down. He wasn’t even thrusting, he was just using her throat, her entire head, as a fleshlight, pumping it up and down on his cock until he was creampieing her throat as if it was a pussy for him to get pregnant, groaning and rolling his hips against her face, muscles rippling as thick globs of cum pooled out from around Tsuyu’s mouth and dripped down her chin.
Tsuyu gave muffled moans and ribbiting sounds as her face became a mess of saliva and cum. She hadn’t gotten touched once, and yet she’d also left a puddle of her own orgasm beneath her, reeling from the ecstasy of just having her face and throat used like the object she was. Slave, object, same thing.
As he pulled his cock out of her mouth, Tsuyu slowly unspiraled her tongue, lingering to taste the messy tip of his cock, cleaning off the excess cum before she fell back on her ass and massaged her throat while heaving for air.
Before moving onto his final girl, his first girl, Izuku turned to the remaining girls in his class. They all had their hands between their legs, breathing heavily, staring at his muscles and his cock and his face with hearts in their eyes. He made a phone motion with his hand while winking at them, mouthing ‘call me later’, which sent the girls from horny admiration to giggling amusement.
It was no joke, though. They would definitely be calling him later to finally make that first step that they’d always wanted to make.
“Izuku!” Melissa was kneeling on the couch with her back turned to him, pushing her perfect fat ass out. “I’m waiting~”
He smiled and took his time walking over to her, his cock swaying and displaying the sheer weight of it with every step he took, like a heavy bat swinging back and forth in the air.
“This…this was my first girl. She was the one who pushed me to make my first slave contract.” He grabbed her thick ass in both hands, squeezing before rubbing his cock in between her cheeks, sandwiching himself inside there as Melissa giggled and glanced back at the camera.
“I always knew Izuku had it in him…all it takes is the first step. Now look at him! He’s the hottest, most dominant slave owner you’ll ever find…”
“This bitch made it her life’s mission to push me into finally claiming some slaves of my own…and it’s by far the best decision I’ve ever made.” He grinned at the camera. Somehow, this live stream of showing off his property had simultaneously turned into a documentary on Izuku’s journey as a slave owner while also serving as some form of Public Service Announcement to society about how slave contracts were awesome actually and that the future number one hero Deku was already endorsing them.
“Fuck me already, Izuku! You and I were the ones who figured out the original contract that you now offer to every girl…the contract for us girls to surrender all of our rights as a human to become your sexual property! So go on—use me as your sexual property!”
Izuku grinned at the camera. “See? You just can’t say no to her…even if she is nothing more than my walking sex toy!” He smacked her ass and finally plunged his cock inside, ignoring her wet cunt to instead give the camera a lesson on anal pounding 101.
“A-at least give me a warning next time!” Melissa gasped, as if she hadn’t expected it even though he’d been burying his cock in between her fat ass cheeks.
“Sex toys don’t get warnings…every hole, every part of your body, exists to please me any time, in any way that I want. That’s what it means to be my slave. So go on—please me! Sit your fat ass back on my cock and bounce for me, slut!” Izuku yanked her pretty blonde hair, making Melissa cry out.
She obeyed him like it was her life purpose, squatting her ass back, squishing it against his hips and chest before bouncing up and down to ride him while gripping onto the couch. “I-Izuku! Fuck, it’s been so long since you stuck it in my ass…!”
“Too long, clearly!” He gritted his teeth and rocked his hips forward to match the pace of her bouncing. “I’ll have to fuck it more often so I don’t forget what a good fucking anal whore you are!” He smacked her ass red as his hips collided against her back, balls smacking against her wet pussy and making it splash all over the couch seat as Melissa moaned and threw her head back, glasses flying off of her face from the intensity of their synchronized thrusts.
The couch was shaking…no, the entire floor was shaking as Izuku pounded into her ass, making her ass bounce and ricochet against his waist. It was a truly mesmerizing sight that encouraged Izuku to go harder and faster, biting his lower lip as green electricity rushed up his body until…
“Fuck, and the best part about fucking your slutty ass…is the way you milk my cock with it! Greediest fucking hole on your entire body, isn’t that right, slut?!” He groaned, thrusting forward so hard it shoved Melissa’s face into the seat of the couch, forcing her to raise her ass up even higher as he creampied her ass.
The only friction Melissa’s pussy had gotten was the repeated slapping of Izuku’s balls, but that was all she needed to start squirting all over Izuku’s waist and the couch below them, losing her grip on the couch and just letting herself get rammed into the couch as Izuku ground his dick deeper into her ass, riding out the last of his orgasm with a deep and satisfied sigh.
“Fuck…the life of a slave owner…nothing gets better than this…” Izuku slowly pulled his cock out of Melissa’s ass before spreading her ass cheeks to show the camera his thick load leaking out of her. Fittingly, it also showed off the tattoo of his name on Melissa’s ass. “Being my slave means every part of you belongs to me.” He sat back down on the couch as his other slaves crawled back over to him. Mitsuki, Fuyumi, Toga, and Tsuyu all kneeling at his feet like slaves at the foot of their king’s throne while he pulled Melissa onto his lap to kiss her cheek, all while smirking at the camera. “Every. Part.”
Mina licked her lips as she lowered the camera. “Just in time for the finishing shot, because the camera just ran out of batteries. Your name is already trending on the news, though…your name, the girls’ names, and people discussing the slave system in general…” Mina informed him, scrolling through her phone.
Izuku shrugged and easily hoisted all of his girls up, some of them with the help of black whip. “Sounds like it was an even bigger success than expected.” As he walked away to carry his girls back to his room for a cleanup, he paused to turn back to Kaminari and Mineta and the other guys who had been watching. He opened his mouth to give one last quip, then thought better of it and just walked away with a sneer. Never before had it been clearer the sheer difference between Izuku and the rest of the boys. They weren’t worth another word, and they certainly weren’t worth a single second of alone time with any of his girls…and the entire world knew it now, too.
The very next day, when Izuku opened his dorm door, there was a whole line/crowd/mob of girls at his door with pens at the ready, impatiently begging him to bring out the contract so they could start their new life as his new slave right this second. Glancing through the crowd, he could see all the girls in his class as well as Class B, multiple girls he’d seen throughout the school whose names he didn’t even know, upperclassmen like Nejire, and even teachers and well-known pro-heroines like Midnight and Thirteen fighting their way through the crowd, insisting that they should be first. It was one thing for these girls to throw away their future to become his slave, but it was another for the pro-heroines to throw away their already-established careers to instead spend the rest of their days kneeling at his feet!
Well, he wouldn’t have it any other way. He opened his door wider and began the long process of inviting the girls in one by one to sign their new contracts. Luckily, the rest of his girls already had everything set up for a smooth and easy process. After all, after the show he’d put on yesterday, he’d of course been expecting a line like this at his door. Call it being cocky if you want, but he’d just call it…being good at his job. Hero and slave-owner all in one—that was Izuku Midoriya.
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Comments
anony
Love it! Now, a thought occured to me. The girls are reduced to property right? Izuku is at liberty to take his naked slaves into battle and imagine the humiliation a male villain gets at getting pwned by a slave of the Number 1 hero?
Thank you! Glad you liked it!
Bafragur
It is so good. I absolutely Love it
