Hey, guys. This is GOTA with another installment of 'Hallowed Be Thy Trap.' I will admit that this is a sophomoric effort. However, we do have plans to return to the series. Enjoy!
Izuku was exhausted. He had hardly slept. As much as he wanted to enjoy this Sunday off, he knew there was no point. Especially when he was running late for an appointment.
The clock on the wall read '9:57,' indicating the time Ryuko expected him back at her residence. Even if she had dirt on him, she sent him text messages, indicating that she wasn't bluffing.
"I have about an hour." He was speaking to himself. His mother went out rummaging shopping. His father was playing golf until dark. Even if he could come up with an excuse, there wasn't anything formidable he could use. His grandparents were in remarkable health, actually taking a cruise together to the Southern Islands. All of his friends were busy.
Especially the very person who was the cause and reason why he was in this mess.
A couple of days ago….
Izuku and the guys were hanging out on the school roof after school as they weren't ready to head back home. Three Days Grace was playing on the bluetooth speaker Shouto provided. Hanta and Yuga provided the snacks. The boys were sitting back, perusing, relaxing, and enjoying themselves recreationally.
It was Denki and Minoru sitting beside each other as they were reading Peephole when an interesting topic of conversation picked up.
The dwarf was distracted when hearing the sounds of grunts coming down at the field. The 1-A girls decided that they weren't ready to head back home either, playing volleyball with each other. They were wearing their gym uniforms, which was always a treat to see from the boys, particularly Minoru.
The weatherman predicted the forecast to be in the upper 90s, with humidity peaking at nearly 100%. It was a safe bet that those outdoors would be damp, wet, and sticky. The dwarf licked his lips. "Boy, summer is out here today." He whistled loudly, howling to himself to see the girls bouncing their tits up and down while passing the ball.
"Jesus, dude. Can't go one day without getting your dick hard." Denki commented while he continued reading the book.
"Look at us." He extended his arms at the other boys. "This is a sausage fest minus the mustard."
Denki clicked his tongue, trying not to appease his other perverted half. "We all promised a boy's day out. It's not our fault we can't go out late." He clicked his tongue again. "The fallacy of being kids."
"Pfff! Like my mother cares. As long as I don't come home with bad grades or a disciplinarian report, I am in good stead. With my allowance that is." The dwarf winked at the electric blond. He turned around, hanging his tongue like a lap dog as the girls continued to play their game. "All wet and sticky. My boxers shouldn't be the only thing feeling like that."
"Be grateful they can't hear us. Watch, but don't ogle." Denki commented.
"Whatever." Minoru eyed Mina and Kyouka actively hitting the ball, making aggressive sounds.
"Hmm! Damn, I would love to hear those girls grunt like that in bed."
This enticed the teen to turn around. He noticed the girls running and jumping, particularly Jirou. His heart skipped a beat. "Okay, fine! I don't wanna be a peeping Tom, but this is hot." He cleared his throat. "With respect, of course!"
Minoru gave him a sly look. "Faunus, please. Out of the girls in that bunch, who would you bone?"
"Dude." He raised his eyebrow.
"Hypothetically speaking, dude. It isn't like we have a chance in hell anyways."
The electric blond put his finger to his lip. "Hypothetically speaking, you say?"
"Hmm-hmm!"
"Jirou. Her obviously!"
Minoru looked at the rocker chick. "Supple ass, resting bitch face. Definitely your type." He looked at the other side of the net, observing the other girls. "Asui for me. I wanna see how that tongue of hers could do."
"No surprise there." Denki responded.
A few moments later, Izuku and Tenya decided to walk to Minoru and Denki's direction since the wind was blowing in a better direction. Tenya went beside Minoru and Izuku was beside Denki. Izuku greeted the duo. "Hey, guys!" As he looked over the roof, he could see his female classmates playing volleyball. "Hmm…the girls decided to have an easy afternoon too. Cool!"
Tenya nodded in agreement. "A refreshing day to unwind. At least the girls are exerting themselves physically, unlike us."
Minoru stood up and stood beside Tenya. "I am being exerted. Those girls run through my mind all day."
"Bless the wasted sperm cells and the sheets that have been bleached and soiled by your time alone." Tenya said, flipping his arm up.
"Just because I like the life and get in touch with myself doesn't mean I need to be judged." The dwarf rebutted, staring daggers at the engine teen. "All I am saying is this hot and sunny day got my mind running a frenzy." He extended his arm. "Look at that. Who would say no to that?"
"Say no to what?"
The others turned around, seeing the lone tomboy of the group, Katsuki, accompanied by Eijiro approaching the group. It didn't go without surprise as she approached Izuku. "Move, Shitty Extra!" She grabbed his head, pushing him out of the way. The spiky-haired chick observed the 1-A girls as they were playing their sport.
"Look at you guys creaming your pants." She scoffed. "Wishful thinking." She looked at Izuku. "Isn't that right, Deku?"
The emerald-haired teen declined to answer. Admittedly, the scenery was appealing and sexy. He tried to remain oblivious to Minoru's words. However, he, too, was developing a boner. Especially seeing Uraraka showing skin and Yaoyorozu's shirt was too tight.
"Here we go. Can't have a moment without Bakugo making her usual comment about Deku." Iida said, holding onto the frame of his glasses. "Unless it's tsundere season, just come to terms or leave him alone."
"I didn't know I needed your opinion, Four Eyes!" The girl snapped back. "Didn't know you were Izuku's daddy. He can speak for himself, but he won't."
Minoru shook his head in disagreement. "Bakugo, can a guy enjoy his afternoon presentation in peace? If you wanna hate on Deku, then do it somewhere else."
"Tch! Whatever!" The tomboy folded her arms. "It isn't like you guys have a chance in hell with them. People in hell have a better chance of getting ice water before you even get the littlest of them."
Minoru puffed his cheeks. "And what makes you think I can't?"
"Get real, Grapehead. You stink and reek of rubber bands," said Katsuki as she was grinning. "You're better off as a door stopper or a rug because you're always stepped or kicked on."
"Better that than taking your boxers." He retorted.
Katsuki stomped her feet. "In your dreams. As if you could take my spats." She pointed at Izuku. "Izuku has a better chance of taking someone's panties than you do."
The dwarf scoffed. "You think I am not moved because there is security here. Must we forget I have my sources."
"As well as I." She retorted. "Where you shop is where I shop. And of course I can pay higher, so ha!"
At some point, Eijiro decided to walk himself between the dueling classmates. "Alright, lady and gentleman." He reached for his back pocket and pulled out a small tablet. "As always, when we have arguments like this, it is time to place bets."
As if the magic word was released from the castle, the remaining boys stopped what they were doing and like sheep, they went to their shepherd.
"Oh la la! Mes amies!" Yuga slid himself in the trio, pulling out his black card. "What are we wagering this time?"
Eijirou approached the fence, leaning back as he was addressing the group in a centered position. "Our friends, Bakugo and Mineta here, are betting to see if DekuBro here can steal a pair of panties."
The comment itself was met with murmurs and whispers, with occasional laughter. Meanwhile, Izuku stood quietly, bewildered and surprised by what he was hearing.
Hanta nodded to himself. "Midoriya taking a pair of panties. That would be neat to witness."
The bird teen spoke. "That would be a mad banquet of darkness. Quite entertaining!"
At first, the electric blond had some reservations about this. However, money and wagering took precedence. "You know, why not? I'll look at it as a rite of passage."
Katsuki snickered. "Nothing says a rite of passage by stealing a girl's panties. But it doesn't matter. Deku still murmurs when it comes to girls anyway. This would be an easy bet."
"I bet he would feel confident if he stole your mother's panties." Minoru interjected. "Weren't you guys childhood friends anyhow?"
"Say that again about my old hag and I'll throw you off the roof like a javelin at a track meet." Katsuki responded, showing disgust on her face.
Izuku disliked when there was a scuffle between classmates. In a righteous attempt, he tried intervening. "Hey, guys. Arguing isn't going to accomplish anything."
It was met with a slap to the back of his head from Katsuki. "Did I ask for your opinion, Deku? Shut the hell up or else I have you run laps until you cough up your daddy's cum."
That was met with selective jeers from his peers. Izuku silently stepped out of the group, feeling defeated.
"I bet Deku can get a girl's panties from the locker room." Minoru shouted.
"Please…he can hardly handle his quirk. Probably cream himself to the thought of it before touching the door," retorted the blonde tomboy.
"You're right. Deku doesn't like girls…he prefers women!" Minoru retorted. "I fret from girls too especially when he is constantly getting fucked by that tiny dick of yours."
"All the more to slap you with, my dear shitty extra." Katsuki responded. "Still bigger than yours!"
"Let's see what Auntie says. Oh, wait." Minoru proceeded to make gurgling noises.
"DIE, YOU FUCKING EXTRAS!" The explosive blond shouted furiously as sparks came out from her palms.
Back to the present….
"I was going to use your panties to masturbate!"
"I feel embarrassed. I grew fond of you and whenever I see you, I couldn't help but be turned on by you."
"So, I thought if I come and take them, I could get myself off by your smell."
"You smell good. I love your scent. Sorry for lying earlier. But, yes, I wanted to jerk off to your panties."
"Am I a fool for lying?" Izuku asked himself when arriving at Ryuko's apartment. It had taken him a little longer since he walked from the train station instead of taking the bus. He was buying his time, lamenting why he could ever stick up for himself. Paying the price for someone else's sin.
Or in this instance, a threat.
A day earlier….
Katsuki waited for Izuku at his apartment door when the exhaustedly spent teen returned. She was fidgeting with her cell phone. He could presume that she was texting someone. Upon seeing him, she put her phone away.
This was the last thing he wanted to see or hear.
"I saw you getting caught." She looked down at the ground. She wasn't looking at him. That often wasn't a good sign. "You didn't say anything, did you?"
The emerald-haired teen put his key in the door. "You can relax, Kacchan. As always, I lied for you."
"Don't act like it's my fault. I didn't force you to go there," she retorted.
He refused to respond. Typical Katsuki to find justification and typical Izuku to allow himself to let her do this to him. He stepped inside, trying his best not to show any uneasiness. His ass was still tingling and he could still feel her semen resonating inside of it.
"Apparently, she is a fan of wet dreams." It took some time on his way home to realize that Ryuko didn't stop there after he passed out. He could only assume that she couldn't control the urge to stop. "I am no longer a virgin."
Katsuki let herself in, eyeing the teen as he took off his shoes. "Just keep your mouth shut, or else!"
He knew the threats. Typically, she went through with it. The same routine since they were kids.
"Whatever." He mumbled under his breath. This didn't go without her hearing it, so she took hold of Deku's shoulders, pushing him to the floor.
"Hey, I'm serious." She said sternly. "Not a word. I can't afford another suspension from school."
"I know you don't." He said flatly.
"You certainly don't act like it."
"Just let our classmates know who won or lost the bet." Izuku was unmoved. He wasn't surprised that he wasn't met with a slap to the face or a wet willy in both his ears. What he really craved was a hot bath and some sleep. He would need a lot since he had to go back to Ryuko in the morning.
"Just know your place and who you are talking to." The spiky-haired teen scoffed. "I was starting to think you were having an attitude."
"It doesn't matter what I think, I am always beneath you." He said what he needed to say to get her off him. After experiencing what happened to him today, the word perspective had a whole new meaning.
It was met with a smirk, noticing her position. "You're right, aren't you?" She lightly slapped his cheek. She sighed and licked her upper lip. "You are always beneath me."
They both fell silent. Katsuki could sense that it wouldn't be long when Auntie was coming home. She got up from Deku. "I trust you." She turned around and walked out of the door, closing it in the process.
Izuku was grateful. Semen was beginning to pour out of his ass, dribbling down his leg.
Back to the present….
"You're late, Izuku!" His eyes widened when he saw her wearing nothing but a bathrobe. It wasn't just the bathrobe that got his attention. It was how it hugged around her. It wrapped, rather enveloped tightly around areas where it counted the most.
"I was beginning to suspect that you either had cold feet or didn't mind making your cross-play debut on the web." She laughed haughtily, giving him an indication that she wasn't letting him off that easily.
She loved that blank expression he wore. It gave her an elation or an euphoria that he was under her spell. Unbeknownst to the teen, she did grow worried if he didn't show. She didn't really want to post the video online. However, to show her severity, she would have done it. Even if it meant damaging his reputation.
Worriedness aside, she backed away to allow him entry.
Izuku held his backpack to his chest as he entered inside. He was wearing a plain red t-shirt and jean shorts. Ryuko observed his ass. He was still walking with a limp. He slightly turned around, giving her notice. Both were silent, but it was safe to say that he knew what she did to him the day before.
Ryuko couldn't help herself. No way could she let that pussy of his go to waste. She promised herself just the tip. Grabbing his legs as leverage, she slowly dug the head into his virgin ass. The sensation itself was invigorating, tingling to the point that she was close to spurting inside of him. She kept telling herself just the tip. But it didn't stop there. It was the tip, and then it was midway. She told herself that she would stop at the base. Stationary turned into movement and finally she released.
"Have a seat where you like." Ryuko told him, allowing him access to relax and to make himself at home. Taking a seat on the tatami mats near the kotatsu, he positioned himself at the foot of the couch.
Her neighbors wouldn't be at home. A blessing to not only live at the far end of the building, it was also her neighbors were at church. She knew them well enough from their routine that she wouldn't have to be bothered with any disturbances, giving her enough time to enjoy what she desperately craved.
Izuku sat silently, observing the apartment. It was clean, well-kept, and organized. She had recently dusted and mopped. The tatami mats were swept as this was the spot where they would commence their lovemaking. She had told herself that they will be making love. Somewhere in his tepid heart, he wanted her. She was charming, smart, and sexy to boot. She knew the eyes that burned on her as she did a show or saved lives. She can convince him. Any boy or girl couldn't resist her. In time, he would love her too. She just has to get his brain to accept it.
She closed the blinds. No need for lurkers and wanderers. Artificial lighting would do as she clapped the lights on. The emerald-haired teen stayed put, if not stiffly still. He looked like a manikin, a jointed model of the human body, used in anatomy or as an artist's lay figure. Izuku was her work of art and her job was to make sure that he was molded to her liking.
After all, it was fate that led them together. However, he still had to pay the price. He was on "punishment" after all.
"Why do you look so lost? I am not the one who made you do this?" She touched her chest, clutching it tightly. "If you want, the door is right there. However, I can't promise what happens once you step out of those doors."
Hearing those fretful words caught him off-guard. However, he kept his feelings hidden. Was she bluffing? Would she actually do it? Was she willing to risk herself just to embarrass and humiliate him?
He clung to his backpack tighter. Her being discovered would probably be a slap on the hand. She was a sexy Pro Hero. Worst case for her was she could be transferred or on desk duty. However, with him on the other hand….
"You would be so embarrassed that a phone call to your mother or contacting Nezu would be an itch or a mosquito bite."
"Imagine your girlish self walking down the street. The onlookers, your friends! I couldn't imagine Katsuki, Eijiro, and the others seeing your cute face walking down the street. Even with your looks, you would probably be recognized by them."
"I could imagine them using you for public convenience. You pass as a girl, so why not? Then, if that happens, you can't come back to school. You would definitely be a public toilet. You might have to leave the prefecture, leaving your parents in a bind for such a devious act!"
Ryuko saw his backpack. He must have gotten the supplies. Probably at some point on the way home or during his time his parents were out. The blonde placed that thought aside as she went back to the front door and locked it.
A day before…later that evening….
Izuku walked to the pizza parlor with a sour look on his face. It would happen to be the day his mother chose not to cook dinner and wanted him to grab some boxes. It would happen to be the day where his classmates decided to peruse the joint recreationally.
"Let me guess. You lost the bet and you came empty-handed?" Eijiro asked him.
"Yeah…" Izuku replied as he walked towards the bathroom to take a shower.
"Pay me." The hardening teen grinned as he extended his right hand.
"Damn!" Hanta pulled out a bill and handed it to Eijiro.
"Aw yeah, baby!" Kirishima smirked, pleased with the money in his hands. "My favorite kind of commodity."
The teen ignored the groans and moans of the others who either won or lost the bet. He got no benefit from it. While placing the order, he received a text from an unknown number.
"Evening, pervert-kun. It's your benefactor. I got something for you to wear for tomorrow. Until then, my little onahole!"
It was no surprise that Ryuko got his number. Nothing should be surprising the emerald-haired teen anymore since he was now caught in this debacle. He received another text from the neko Pro Hero, providing him details of the shop to receive his "present."
Grabbing his pizzas, he silently slipped out of the parlor and headed to his destination.
Back to the present….
Izuku was in the bedroom as he switched into the attire Ryuko wanted him to wear.
The first item was a black cat-eared headband. The inside of its ears was pasty white. The texture of the headband felt like actual fur from a cat. The next item was a cat's tail. It extended as long as a belt. What made him cringe was the insertion of its tail was to be put inside of his butt. The next item included a pair of black panties with the caption "pet me" with a cat paw print.
And finally, the final item that was the insult to his injury.
A diamond studded collar and leash with a silver bell and a tag labeled, Dekkun, on it.
A few moments later, the knob of the door began to turn. He quickly shut his eyes for the inevitable.
"Is Izuku ready for his mistress? Excuse me, his meowstress?"
To be continued….