Warning This Chapter Contains Mature Content

"Mia," Kurogiri called from the bar, which just closed, leaving only the two of them.

You walked over to the counter as he pulled out a mason jar filled with bills. Your eyes looked at it analyzing the size.

"You need to start keeping your tips, I can't keep holding onto these for you." He said setting it on the counter and pushing it towards you.

Your eyebrows met in confusion. Slaves weren't allowed to have money of their own. "What should I do with it? Slaves aren't supposed to have money or-"

"Don't you need some clothes?..Something to sleep on besides the floor?..I'm just saying, if you haven't realized by now that you have a bit more privilege than others in your situation…Just take advantage while you can."

'Privilege? What is he saying?..But if I can keep my tips and use it for my essentials…' "..That's, the most you've ever said to me Master Kurogiri…Thank you. I'll keep the tips from now on."

"Good. Finish with the floor and get out of here.""Yes sir."

After breakfast and your morning cleaning you sat and starred at the jar of money. It wasn't the most you'd seen in your lifetime, but it was certainly the most you've ever had.

You grabbed the jar and emptied it's contents. After counting the bills you knew you definitely had enough to buy some clothes and even a decent sized mattress.

No more sleeping directly on the floor for you.

Your excitement died when you realized that there was no way you could buy something like furniture on your own. The nearby grocery store was located in a less than favorable part of town, meaning people don't ask questions. But in order to get a mattress you would have to go further into town.

A slave alone in a big city in just asking for it.

'I could buy the clothes first. Find something that will cover the tatt-that's punishable. How could I forget, hiding the fact that you're a slave is punishable by death now.'

Letting out a heavy sigh you knew you only had one option. Ask one of your masters to go shopping with you.

Stacking the bills into a pile you put them in a sock left behind in the washing machine and held onto it tightly as you stepped out of your room.

Looking down the hall to the left and right of you, no one was around so you walked towards Himiko-chan's room hoping she'd be available. She was the only female, and the nicest when it came to your masters. 'If anyone would agree to go with me it'd be her,' you thought rounding a corner.

"Going somewhere?" An unexpected voice said catching your attention.

Averting your gaze towards the floor you followed the sound and found familiar combat boots. "Master Dabi. I was just looking for Himiko-chan."

"She already left."

"Oh, um..maybe, you could help me?"

"..With what?"

Master Dabi actually agreed to go shopping with you and was surprisingly cordial about the whole ordeal.

You picked out a basic twin sized mattress along with some simple black sheets and a thick blanket.

Next you found some basic tees in different colors along with two pairs of shorts, a pair of jeans and a pair of sweatpants. After some underwear, two bras, some socks and a pair of sneakers you where quickly approaching the end of your funds.

Master Dabi walked next to you in silence as you guys returned to the bar. He'd been silent the majority of the time. Only speaking when it was time to buy the mattress and figure out delivery times. Apparently it would be delivered by tomorrow, which meant you only had to deal with sleeping on the floor for one more night before you had a bed to call your own. Even if it was just a mattress on the floor.

After dropping the bags off in your room, you changed into a clean pair of panties and the bra along with a cherry red short sleeve shirt and black cotton shorts. Both of which fit perfectly, not too loose, not too tight and not too revealing.

Using the new comb you grabbed as well you took a moment to release the knots from your hair and left it down.

Feeling less like a hooker who'd over stayed her welcome and more like a normal person you made your way to the kitchen to get started on dinner.

Master Dabi was sitting at the counter on one of the five barstools typing something on his phone. You did your best to ignore him as you began grabbing everything you needed for tonights meal.

When you pulled the already thawed fish from the fridge and sat it on the counter you heard a noise come from the only other person in the room.

"That's what you'r cooking?" He asked, frustration clear by his tone.

"..Does Master Dabi not like fish?"

"As a matter a fact I don't."

"My apologies…I can make you something el-" "Don't bother, I won't be staying anyway." With that you heard him stand and leave.

The conversation was short, minuscule even and yet..'Why did I suddenly get a case of deja vu?'

The next day you stood in the kitchen hunched over three layers of yellow cake as you began to ice the soft sponges with strawberry whipped cream icing.

You heard footsteps approach but was too preoccupied with the delicate work to check and see who it was.

"The hell is all this?" Questioned a familiar voice.

"..Today is Himiko-chans birthday. She requested a cake with strawberries Sir."

"..I know you can't, but you really should turn down certain requests." You could hear the eye roll in his tone and it brought a small smile to your lips.

Grabbing the pipping bag of extra frosting you made a simple design on top of the cake for the decorative strawberries to accent as you responded. "I promise it won't interfere with my other work."

"I'm not worried about that." You could feel master Dabi's eyes boring into you. "..So tell me, they really wipe your memory after every master?"

The smile dropped from your features. 'Of course…he just wants information from me. Not like I have any to give though…' You nod your head 'yes'.

"How does that work?..If you can't remember your time as a slave how do you remember anything?"

The last strawberry was in place and you had to admit you had outdone yourself. But damnit if this man wasn't killing the mood. "..The way it was explained to me was that, it's selective brainwashing. It concentrates on memories with names and faces and gets rid of it but leaves everything else. That way we don't completely lose our experiences and overall sense of self in the process."

"..Interesting."

Now that you thought about it, you realized that you still had your memories of your last master. You could remember everything about him clearly; his face and name. But if you tried to dig deeper all you got was blurred images.

'Is it because I wasn't taken to an auction house?'

"From what Shigiraki told me was in your profile, you seem to be enjoying slavery... A doll that cooks, cleans and fucks?!..How lucky we are that I found you first." He was now directly behind you and you could feel heat coming off him in waves.

"..I am a victim of circumstan-"

"You call yourself a victim? What you'r doing is rolling over and taking it like a bitch-"

"Are you actually displeased with me or is it because I haven't been showing you proper respect master?" His words had hit a nerve and the mask you worked so hard to keep in place slipped just slightly.

You'r gaze moved from the floor to his face, but you didn't look in his eyes as he turned and left the kitchen. A heavy sigh escaped your lips and you scratched the back of your head, 'what am I doing wrong?'

Later that night you stepped out of the bathroom and made your way to your room. Passing other odd rooms you knew you had just enough time to throw on something and go to Shigirakis room.

Stepping into your room you closed the door and dropped the towel.

"You kept me waiting."

You flinched at the low tone of your master. He was angry. You could've sworn that you still had time.

"I-I'm so sorry master-"

"Am I too lenient? Does something about me scream 'walk all over me'?"

'This doesn't sound good.' "Master ple-"

"It's going to take more than you'r pitiful begging to make up for this."

"..I'll do anything my master commands."

"..Crawl."

You where on your hands and knees without a second thought. Face towards the floor you made your way closer to his bright red shoes and stopped a mere foot away. You kneeled at his feet waiting for his next move.

"You really are eager to please, why is that?..Which of your perverted masters made you this way?"

"..I-uh..I don't, know..sir."

"..Doesn't matter. You know what to do."

With a mental sigh you reached for the zipper of his pants and undid them enough so that his cock popped out before you.

Your mouth was around him instantly, knowing that he wanted to gag you while you deep throated his length.

Moving your head back and forth a few times he decided enough was enough and grabbed the back of your head with one of his hands. Pulling on you harshly you felt him hit the back of your throat and did your best to not show discomfort.

He continued his forceful thrusts as tears welled up and fell from your eyes. It's a good thing you never ate much or else you would definitely being spewing it up right now.

"Fuck," he hissed as he pulled out of your mouth and stroked himself before shots of white cum hit you in the face.

His hand was now fisted in your hair as he continued to hold you in place. You didn't move or try and clean yourself up. Why bother when he was just getting started.

"~~ we shouldn't-"

"~~~ by any means necessary."

"I don't think ~~ meant this."

"You don't want to?"

"..I..I do."

"You are mine. I am your master and you will treat me with some goddamn respect!"

"Stop please it hurts-"

"Shut up. If you can't handle this then what good are you as a slave…I should just send you back-"

"Worthles-"

"Pathetic-"

"Slave whore!"

You sat up quickly on the mattress in your room. Breathing a heavy sigh of relief that it was just a terrible dream you lifted your arm only then to notice that you where shaking. 'It was just a nightmare…'

After throwing on a black short sleeved shirt and some jeans you washed up and headed to the kitchen.

Mind preoccupied with your dream from last night you didn't notice your master enter the kitchen while everyone else ate their breakfast.

"Time to go..Listen to Dabi 'til I get back." The last part was directed at you, but it was strange. You always listened to Dabi when Shigiraki wasn't around anyway, so why did he feel the need to reiterate that command today?

You stood alone in the kitchen with your thoughts as you began to clean up.

While doing your afternoon chores, which was cleaning the bar today, you realized that even Kurogiri was gone. 'This is the first time I've been completely alone in this place…But I wonder how long it will last?'

Later that night you cooked dinner for at least four people, expecting master Twice, Toga and Dabi to walk through the door at any minute.

Thirty minutes became an hour.

An hour became three.

Your stomach grumbled as you hadn't eaten anything since early this morning. Looking at the food you'd prepared you decided to cut your loses and make a plate for yourself.

After packing away the leftovers you went to your room and immediately passed out on your mattress.

Three days. No one had come back to the bar for three days. Something must be going on in the outside world. The only room in this place that had a television and a computer was master Shigirakis room.

You debated going in there to check out the news or even just to watch something stupid to take your mind off of things. At the same time what's at risk if he finds out? 'His quirk is called decay..'

At this rate would death be so terrible?

A loud banging came from the bar, startling you. Looking at the clock it was the normal opening time so you weren't surprised that someone was trying to get in. But you couldn't work the bar by yourself, hell you didn't even know how to mix the drinks.

Walking up the stairs towards the main entrance you stopped behind the door and yelled so whoever was on the other side could hear you. "Sorry, we're closed!"

You stood there for a moment as another loud knock came from the other side. 'Could it be someone who forgot their key?'

Unlocking the door you opened it just enough so you could peak outside, but you where caught off guard as the door was pushed into you. The hit was hard enough to knock you unconscious as four figures turned into black blobs that eventually overtook your vision.

Your eyes tried to open but something was covering them tightly, forcing your eyes to remain closed. You tried to move your arm to help remove the blindfold but your hands where also tied firmly behind your back.

"Give it to her…seems like she's finally awake."

"..Where am I?" You questioned not recognizing their voices.

"Somewhere no one will disturb us." The same voice answered grabbing your chin and forcing a quick rough kiss on your lips.

"Let me go!" He laughed in your face causing spit to hit your cheek. "Hell no. You're mine now doll."

"M-my masters-" "Are right in front of you."

'This can't be right…' You felt your body become hot almost instantly, making you dizzy and forcing you to concentrate on your breathing. A sweat broke out on your skin and you had a sense of deja vu. '..Why am I horny all of a sudden?'

Your body was displaying all the tell tale signs of a woman who was seriously aroused. It was so bad that you could feel yourself becoming wet.

"Looks like she's feeling it, strip her."

Hands ripped your shirt off and removed your bra, jeans and panties leaving you naked in front of who knows how many men. Tears pooled in your eyes, soaking the clothe that covered them. At the same time you felt so hot that your body actually welcomed the cold air that hit your skin.

"Not bad," he said closer than he was before, which seemed impossible but now you could feel his breath on your ear. You flinched turning your head, but your chin was caught yet again in a death tight grip. His mouth was on yours in a forceful kiss. This wasn't meant for any sort of pleasure, it was simply a show of dominance.

You tried to pull away but his hold on you was stronger than you originally thought. At the same time your body wasn't really responding the way you wanted it to.

Something was at your core, rubbing at the entrance. It was the head of his cock.

You wanted to push him away but it was impossible with your arms tied.

"Look at how wet you are for me."

You couldn't formulate any words as your mind was a complete mess of fog. All you could focus on was how could you get rid of this insistent itch that had developed inside of you.

Dabi stood at the front entrance of the bar, where the door was left unlocked. Something felt off, so he continued inside cautiously.

Nothing seemed out of place at first glance. He continued towards the kitchen, which was empty, but the light was on.

The door to her room was wide open and everything looked neat and orderly. 'Where is she?' He thought growing frustrated with the absent woman.

He searched everywhere before going back to the kitchen. He circled the island and stopped by the sink where he noticed a lone plate and cup. Now he knew something was wrong.

You where trembling as another orgasm raked through your body. Slumping forward on the man beneath you, he too, ejaculated inside you. He pulled out and let you fall on your side onto the hard concrete floor.

Your mind was gone. Nothing but a jumbled mess of non-coherent thoughts.

They had given you another injection of whatever drug that was making you this way. Hence your nonstop sex session; not like you had a choice in the matter.

You felt someone lift your leg and another cock entered your sopping wet folds. Moaning despite yourself, you felt yourself slipping even more into the abyss.

"~~~"

"~~~"

Focused on your own pleasure you where unable to hear or notice anything out of the ordinary. That is, until the thing giving you pleasure disappeared. Your leg dropped in unison of the departure, only adding emphasis to the fact as it slammed on top of your other leg.

With your arms still tied you laid on your side on the ground completely spent and yet still wanting more.

"~~~! ~~~!"

'…Is…is someone, talking?' Slowly you turned your head in the direction the sound came from.

Trying to see through the haze of drugs in your system was proving very difficult but once he was right in front of you there was no denying who it was. "…Master..Dabi."

"~fuck~"

"M'sorry..for-"

"~~Mia!"

It was too much for your body to keep going at that point, so your body betrayed you and fell backwards as your eyelids slid closed.

"I'm sorry master, please-" "It's too late for your apologies! Disrespectful wench!" A loud slap was felt on your left cheek as your head was forced to the right, followed by another loud slap, this time on your right cheek forcing you to whip your head back to the left.

"You brought this on yourself," the man said as you felt a prick on your arm and cried out not knowing what to expect.

He pushed you back onto the bed and crawled on top of you. Trying to focus you had a hard time seeing his face but what he was doing and how it made you feel was very obvious to you.

"I see that no one has taken the time to show you what it means to be obedient." He stood and left you alone as the scene changed.

You didn't recognize anything but you knew that you where kneeling on the floor. A heat began to course through you at an alarming rate. You felt like you where going to be sick as you went to stand up but was hit with a whip on your back telling you to stay where you were.

"I told you not to move an inch..You really have a hard time with simple instructions huh?..Answer me bitch."

The crack of the whip on your back once again was too much as you winced loudly in pain, "N-no sir."

"Then I expect you to get better not worse, do you understand?"

"..Yes, sir." Your body felt like it was on fire and you found it easier to breath through your mouth.

As you sat on the back of your legs you started to lose your mind as all you could think about was how hot you where and the itch that was steadily growing worse from your groin.

"Tell me, what do feel right now?"

"Hot, I feel..so hot-" The leather whip made contact with your flesh once again. But this time instead of a pain filled scream you let out a pleasurable moan.

"Address me properly slave."

You where basically panting like a damn animal at this point. "..My, apologies, master."

The man grabbed your chin and gave you a once over as you did your best to avoid his eyes. He said nothing as his lips crashed into yours. The kiss wasn't exactly gentle but it wasn't commanding like usual.

He broke the kiss and whispered "Good girl."

Your eyes opened wide as you looked around at your surroundings. You where back in your room at Shigiraki's bar, laying on your mattress. 'What happened?..Wasn't I-' your own thoughts where cut off as your memory kicked in and filled in the gaps.

'..I'm done for.' You thought as you ran to the bathroom to get cleaned up and scrub until a layer of skin came off.

Stepping into the kitchen, everything was as you left it. You wondered if anyone was here as it was unnervingly quiet and walked to the fridge to see what leftovers you could heat up.

Looking at the plastic containers, you decided on something and grabbed what you needed. Closing the fridge you turned to the island so you could set everything down, but was surprised when you saw master Dabi standing in the doorway.

Thankfully you had a tight grip so nothing fell out of your hands but you where startled nonetheless and averted your gaze. "Master Dabi, you're here." Setting the stuff on the counter you waited for him to say something, but silence was all you got from the scared man.

"..Are you hungry, I can make you something-" "The hell are you doing?" His indifferent tone made you feel even more uneasy than you already did.

"..Did I do something wrong master?"

"..What do you think?"

Your eyes looked at the food you had just pulled out as you stumbled over what to say next. "..Uh, um-" "You gonna act like none of that just happened?"

"..I'm sorry, that I..let that happen.." you where going to say something else but a familiar warm sensation quickly spread from your center to the rest of your body. 'Oh no,' was your last coherent thought before you started panting.

Dabi noticed right away that something was going on with you. "What's wrong now?"

You didn't move or acknowledge him in the slightest. He reached for your shoulder and that's when he noticed how warm your body was.

He lifted your chin so that you had no choice but to look at him, but when he did he saw how glazed over your eyes where.

"..Master..Dabi.." "Is this because of what was in those needles?"

"..Who?..What?-" "Did they, inject you, with something?"

"..Yeah..twice."

"..Do you know what it was?"

"No, but..I feel like I've..had it before."

"..What exactly do you feel?"

"..Permission to speak freely?"

"Yeah."

Your eyes finally looked directly into his. "I feel like if I don't have sex with someone, soon, I'm going to, literally, self-implode."

Dabi smirked, "..Want me to do something about it?"

"Yes please-" Your words where cut off by his lips crashing into yours.

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