Warning This Chapter Contains Mature Content
Your back was digging into the counter as master Dabi continued to kiss you while exploring your body with his hands. It felt amazing to have someone touch you but at the same time you weren't sure what to expect.
It was over too quickly as he pulled away breaking the kiss. Looking down at you as you tried to catch your breath a shit eating grin spread across his face. "Hn, you want it that bad?" The grin turned into a laugh. "..Can't believe how far you've fallen, or where you always like this?"
You where frozen in place as it became hard to control your body. His laughter didn't help as you looked from his face to the floor. Embarrassment probably written all over your face.
He leaned in close to the point you could feel his warm breath on your ear. "I think I'd rather watch you suffer." He chuckled to himself.
You heard his footsteps retreating and could no longer hold yourself up as you slid to the floor. He left you, alone, with this drug coursing through your veins and no way to scratch the itch.
You wanted to stand and finish what you where doing, or at least go to your room. But none of that seemed feasible since your arms and legs no longer worked.
'I'm losing it..can't move..can't..concentrate! What can I do?..What..should..' Your thoughts trailed off as your vision blurred and your mind went blank.
You weren't sure how much time had passed, but you knew that you where still on the kitchen floor. '..what time is it?' Straining your neck to see if you could see the clock, your hand moved and you where thankful to have gained some control over your body. Grabbing the counter behind you you used it to help pull yourself up.
You looked at the stove and saw that it was three in the morning. Putting everything you grabbed earlier back into the fridge you stepped towards the only way in or out of the kitchen.
It was then that you realized someone was standing in the doorway. Your only way out was being blocked by master Dabi.
'Great, now what?' You thought to yourself as you starred at his combat boots. You knew that you where supposed to be the good little slave, but right now you didn't feel like putting on a brave face.
"You look pathetic."
'Really? After what I've been through in just the past forty-eight hours?! This guy is the absolute worst!'
"..Good to know that I feel as bad as I look," before you could try to get past him you let your thoughts become vocalized. "What did I do to make you so upset with me?"
"..The hell are you talking about?"
"..You guys left me here..alone..for days. I get knocked out, kidnapped, and raped, only for you to find me, bring me back here and now…I don't know, it just seems like you're pissed off at me for what happened."
He smirked, "Is that any way to talk to your master?"
'Oh now he wants to play the master card? Well fuck that noise.' "As of right now I have no master-" You where cut off by a hand quickly grabbing your throat.
"Keep fucking up and you won't have a life to complain about."
His grip got tighter as you struggled to breath. You didn't flail around or even reach your hands up to touch his. Instead you stayed still, almost like you welcomed the eternal rest master Dabi was about to give you.
You looked directly into his eyes and the edges of your vision blurred. Focusing on the beauty that was his deep ocean blue orbs, you watched as the blur turned black.
The pressure was gone from your neck and you instinctively took in a deep breath. You held your ground and continued to stare at master-no, just Dabi. 'Fuck showing this guy more respect than he deserves.'
You awoke with a start as you sat up and immediately felt your stomach turn, you where going to be sick. Stumbling off the mattress on the floor you opened the door and quickly ran down the hall to the shared bathroom.
After emptying your stomach of the little bits of content that was in there you washed up and went back to your room to change your clothes.
Walking towards the kitchen you heard noises as if someone was cooking which made you raise an eyebrow as you stepped into the already brightly lit room.
There was a woman standing in front of the stove, a woman you didn't recognize. She has long black hair down to her waist, so you couldn't see if she had a slave tattoo or not. But judging from what everyone was saying recently, slaves where not easy to come by.
You glanced at the clock to see that it was a little after noon meaning you slept past breakfast. 'That's a first, I can't remember the last time I slept in-'
"What the, who the hell are you?"
Her voice made your eyes avert to her once more and she was now facing you with a pissed off look and her arms crossed. There was no tattoo around her neck so your eyes lowered as a sign of respect.
"..My apologies Miss. My name is Mia, I'm a sla-" "Obviously, I can see that. I mean who do you belong to?"
"..Master Shigaraki." While you were looking everywhere but her face you finally noticed that she was wearing a white shirt that did nothing to cover her black lace underwear. A shirt that looked oddly familiar.
"Ew, almost makes me feel sorry for you..then again not really. They say the number of quirkless people in the world is down to a measly five percent. Soon they'll be none of you left."
'Five percent huh? Guess the rumors are true about them killing us off.' There's one thing you can remember about your time before slavery became your way of life. You where an orphan living in a foster home. You never knew your parents since you where given up at birth. And no one wanted to adopt a quirkless child.
Growing up in the system wasn't easy but you where always optimistic that things would change for the better one day. Then the announcement was made.
You can remember walking into the living room where the tv was and everyone's heads turning in your direction. Being the only quirkless child in that home at the time was very unfortunate.
No one talked to you from that day on, and when the authorities came to get you, you began to except your fate. You figured playing along would do you better than trying to fight. You where never one for violence anyway. You had been freed from one hell only to be thrown into another. This was your curse, your cross to bear.
"-Make yourself useful I'm starving, can't find anything in this damn place," she muttered the last part more to herself.
Walking around the island towards the fridge you opened it to inspect what was inside. "Is there something specific you'd like?"
"'Bout time you showed yourself, why didn't you tell me you had a slave?" Being talked about like you weren't even there, that means mas- Dabi is here. Which was confirmed when you heard his voice.
"'Cause it's none of your business."
"If she belongs to Shigiraki what does it matter?"
"You are not a member of the group so it doesn't matter to you."
"..Are you sleeping with her?-" "What?-" "I know what female slaves are used for-" "She belongs to Shigaraki-" "So? I know you, when you want something you take it."
"I can't deny that, but everything else you said is being made up in that thick ass head of yours-" "Who are you calling-"
You did your best to block out the rest of their fight and concentrated on the food you where preparing and your cleaning schedule for the rest of the day.
A few hours later you heard Dabi and the woman from earlier having sex in his room. Tiptoeing past them towards master Shigarakis room you decided now would probably be the best time to find out what was going on in the world.
Turning on the tv, you made sure the volume was low and turned to the news. Thankfully no new laws had been passed but it seemed the number of quirkless was decreasing. 'While new hero schools are constantly being built and villains practically rule the streets we continue to be persecuted. This world is falling into ruins, how come no one else can see it?'
"In other news the League of Villains have made their presence know by defeating All Might. No one saw this coming."
"The following is a message from their leader Tomura Shigaraki."
Your eyes widened slightly as the screen went fuzzy before focusing on an image of your master. 'I figured they where villains, but this confirms it…Not just that but, they took down Japans' strongest hero…Guess that explains where he's been, but why isn't be back yet?'
Standing in the kitchen you began to prepare dinner, hoping that you wouldn't have to deal with Dabi and his girlfriend. After hearing them have sex you couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy. He turned you down and now he was doing it with someone above your status after making it seem like he cared.
'..I guess I can't be jealous though, who knows how long they've been dating, or they could both be in love with each other. Not that I really think someone like Dabi could love anyone. He's so unlikeable, rude, and you can tell he likes it rough,' your hand subconsciously goes to your throat remembering what happened the other day. 'Why the hell did I think that? I don't care how he likes to have sex. The man is an egotistical jerk who can kiss my natural-'
You heard them talking as they both stepped into the kitchen. You did your best to ignore the fact that she was once again wearing his clothes. But you found it very hard to not stare at Dabis naked chest. Not because of the scars but because of how muscular he actually was. While his frame was lean and tall he was still very much in shape.
'Damnit Mia, don't look!' Too late. '..Okay so I find him attractive, most assholes are. Doesn't mean anything.'
Two weeks went by and you where starting to think you'd never see the rest of your masters again. Even now you longed for the routine and unexpected fucks from master Shigaraki.
Being around Dabi and his girlfriend was making you feel like the must unwanted third wheel.
It was going on ten o'clock as you sat in the empty bar on the first floor. After dinner Dabi and said girlfriend would go back to his room and have unnecessarily loud sex. So instead of listening to that again you decided to hang out in the bar.
Looking at the selection of alcohol you grabbed a bottle of tequila and made yourself a margarita. While you didn't get the chance to drink often in your twenty-four years of life you felt like tonight might be a good night for it.
'Hell it's not like anyone is here to disapprove.'
Of course being the lightweight that you are, you knew not to overdue it. However when you started to hear banging coming from the second floor you immediately gave into temptation and poured yourself a second drink.
You where unsure how much time passed from that point on, all you focused on was drinking until the sounds of obvious rutting stopped.
Footsteps could be heard from your left but you paid them no mind as you took another sip. "..Are you allowed to drink that?" A familiar feminine voice questioned.
'Oh great, it's her.' "..Huh?"
"..Are you drunk?"
"..Yea.."
She stepped closer and sighed heavily, "Ridiculous, here give me the bottle."
In your drunken state you grabbed and hugged the half empty bottle to your face. "Noway..I need it."
"What you need to do is give it to me."
"Fuck off!"
"..What'd you just say to me?"
"I said fuck of-" the force of the slap made your head turn and a smile spread across your face.
"The hell is taking so long?" Dabi questioned coming down the stairs.
She turned to him, "You need to put your slave back on a leash-" You cut her off with a tap to the shoulder. When she turned to look at you, you made the back of your right hand connect with her cheek in such a quick motion that she fell to the floor stunned.
"..You'r rude for a slut." You slurred out as you almost fell just trying to stand up.
The shock on her face was priceless. "And you'r dead! You just gonna stand there and let her get away with this?!" She practically screamed the last part in Dabi's direction.
"..I think you should leave-" Dabi started but was interrupted by the angry brunette. "Are you kidding me?! Your slave slaps me and you tell me to leave!"
"I will take care of her, but obviously you being here isn't helping."
"Fine, whatever..you aren't even worth it."
Once you heard the door close you began to laugh. Dabi walked up to you and his hand moved quickly across your face, another slap causing you to stop.
The silence that followed was deafening and you felt yourself sobering up rather quickly as the realization of what you'd just done dawned on you.
His hand grabbed your wrist and pulled, yanking your body in the direction of the stairs causing you to stumble over your feet. As you where about to fall you slid your arm out of Dabis grasp and caught yourself before taking a few steps back.
"I knew we were being too lenient with you." He walked towards you and stopped leaving barely any space between you two before he continued. "I like seeing you jealous but you know you took it too far."
"..I-I'm sorry master Dabi."
"Yeah..that's not good enough."
Dabi pushed you onto a bed in an unclaimed room. You feel unceremoniously landing on your side. Dabi just stood by the edge looking down at you for a minute before muttering a "Don't move."
You stayed laid out on the sheet covered mattress and watched as Dabi left the room. Breathing out a heavy sigh you closed your eyes to try and calm your racing thoughts. But it didn't matter, you knew what was coming and at this rate you deserved it.
Master Dabi had done so much for you already and here you where repaying it back by slapping his guest. 'What if he physically injures me? Or worse actual torture..'
Opening your eyes you looked to the door and he was already back. His eyes caught yours and you flinched at the intensity, forcing your gaze to the floor. You couldn't tell what he was thinking but you knew he was angry.
His footsteps sounded loud in the small quiet room as he approached. You heard something hit the floor but before you could look to see what it was a black cloth was tied around your head blocking your vision completely.
'Fuck, I hate blindfolds…wait..' You felt a small throb at your temple and did your best to focus on the present. Ignoring the creeping sense that you've been through something similar.
"You won't be able to move for awhile." His voice pulled you from your thoughts.
His words didn't make any sense until you tried to move your arms and legs. All of your limbs where secured in a place, spread out across the bed. "What are you going to do?"
"You're getting what you deserve"
"..Could you at least take off the blindfold, please master?"
"Are you asking me to go easy on you?"
Suddenly a hand was on your thigh and slowly moving upwards. His rough and calloused fingers left a trail that went straight for your sex. Pulling the material of your shorts to the side you felt something smooth and curved press against your already moist lips.
Slowly you felt the object breach your insides until it was settled somewhere inside your core.
"What is that?" You questioned and it was answered by the small round object itself which begin to vibrate. It must have been a low setting because it wasn't doing much but remind you that it was there.
His footsteps told you he was moving and then you heard a door close. '..Did he seriously just leave?'
The dull vibrations and limited mobility didn't bother you as much as the blindfold. You wanted to rip it off the moment it was on your face, but of course you couldn't.
Something about being in the dark, unable to see anything, having to rely on your other senses. It was unnerving for someone who was already defenseless in everyday situations.
Suddenly the vibrations increased and it took everything in you not to gasp in surprise. 'Think about something, anything other than how good it feels. Shit I'm already thinking about it.' With the faster speed you where slowly losing out to the toy as you felt an orgasm begin to build.
You where relieved when the vibrations stopped completely, giving you time to recover. But that didn't last long as the vibrations started again, this time on an even faster setting.
Throwing your head back you moaned loudly as the tiny machine forced you to build up to another orgasm, only to have it stop right before the climax.
What had to be hours later, you where a mess. The shirt you wore clings to your skin due to the thin layer of sweat that had formed. Your shorts where completely soaked in the crotch area from constant fluid coming from your core.
After edging you for so long your body was now in a state of constant want and pleasure. Currently the vibrations where low and your lower half was grinding into the mattress. You needed relief and it was obvious that he wasn't going to let you have it.
The sound of the door hinges squeaking as they opened didn't deter you as you continued to try and ride out the pleasure that was already building in your loins.
"And I thought that you looked pathetic before." That low raspy voice of his, why does it have to sound so sexy. He was mocking you, but at this rate it didn't matter.
The vibrations stopped and you let out a frustrated yell. You heard a low chuckle as Dabi laughed at your misfortune. When your arms fell by your sides it was then that you realized he removed the restraints. After being in an upright position for awhile your arms didn't immediately respond to your brain.
You wanted to rip off the blindfold and say something hurtful to the scarred man but before you could do anything the small egg inside you began vibrating on its highest intensity yet.
With your limbs free to move but your brain not working properly, you flinched hard and threw your head backwards, hitting the headboard.
The blindfold was practically ripped off your head and in the brightly lit room you had to squint in order to see. Your eyes met bright blue and you continued to stare as your stomach tightened and, nothing, the egg was once again turned off leaving you teetering on the edge. As you continued to stare into those cerulean pools you felt many things, but shame and pleasure stood out the most in that moment.
The grin that spread across his face sent mixed signals. You felt liked a cornered mouse about to be devoured.
"Tell me what you want?"
"..I want..to cum. Please master Dabi, let me cum, please."
His grin turned into a smirk as he grabbed your chin with one hand and reached for your shorts with the other. You felt the egg slowly being dragged out of your sopping wet cunt. The eye contact was making the moment even more intimate then it should be.
Averting your gaze you tried to remove yourself but his voice brought you crashing back to reality quickly. "Look at me Mia."
Your eyes met his once again and you felt the egg finally slip from your folds. His fingers replaced it and slid inside you with ease. You gasped and it didn't take long for his long digits to find your g-spot.
As they assaulted you from the inside his thumb found your clit and begin to rub small circles around it. You'r breathing becoming erratic as you'r already so close and still sensitive from earlier.
Closing your eyes you feel the tightening of your core as your orgasm builds. 'Please don't stop, please don't stop,' your thoughts became words at some point "Please don't stop, please-" Your eyes open right as the coil finally snaps and you moan loudly as your whole body spasms with the force or your release.
You find it hard to concentrate as your legs twitch due to the aftershock. Even more so when he pulls his fingers out and brings his hand up to see it covered in your slick.
Bringing a single finger to his mouth he licks it slowly and your eyelids lower at the suggestive motion.
"We shouldn't let this go to waste." He says watching your eyes glaze over with lust.
You didn't notice, but at some point your arms had wrapped around his shoulders and you where pulling him closer. "Yes, please use me to your hearts content master."
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