A/N: The following chapter includes sexual bondage. Discretion is strongly advised.

It was Momo that got Izuku's attention. His eyes snapped when he received the cold glare from the vice president. "Deku," she said sternly. Judging by the disposition of her stance, they were in the middle of an important discussion. She rested her body. Izuku presumed that she wasn't going to fight a losing battle. It wasn't the first time the emerald cinnamon roll drifted away from a meeting. Izuku didn't care for after school meetings, especially if it wasn't mandatory. However, thanks to the thoughtful consideration of a missing spiky blonde childhood friend. And thanks to stuffing the ballots of Izuku's name of volunteering for this volunteer board, he begrudgingly accepted Momo's offer when seeing his name.

"At least pretend to act like you have some enthusiasm, Midoriya," scoffed Momo. "Attitude is contagious and we need you to pay attention. Okay?"

"Understood," he answered before bowing to the group. "Sorry, Yaoyorozu-san."

Momo gave a slight smile. The feeling of his respect changed her tone. "Just pay better attention. Your participation in this group is dire, Midoriya-san."

"I am in your care," he answered.

Izuku, Momo, Fumikage, Rikido, Itsuka, Yui, and Toru were the present staff in charge of the upcoming fall festival. Class 1-A and Class 1-B joined forces as the classes decided to be their theme of having a cosplay cafe.

The group was discussing the minutes before their work on the decorations. Fortunately, Izuku had the easiest contribution: refreshments. To him, that was the easiest of jobs compared to the others preparing costumes; sending flyers; and the like.

Momo snapped her fingers as she closed her notebook. "All right, ladies and gentlemen. Let's roll our sleeves and create pride for we are going to be the best of the best."

"Ozu," the group yelled into the classroom. Izuku gave a week follow-up as they stood up and began preparations. As Izuku made his way, Momo pulled him aside.

"Hey, Midoriya-san," she said casually. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, excellent," answered Izuku calmly. "What gives you concern?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "It shouldn't be nothing. But you looked sort of distant." She looked at him adamantly. "Are you sure you are well?"

Izuku gave her the okay sign. "Stress typical boy stuff. Stuff a little over-the-top. Nothing to worry you."

"Okay," she said while nodding. "I might be your classmate and vice-president, but I am also your friend as well. If you have something to say or have something to relieve from your chest. Just give me a shout."

Izuku felt her hands touching his shoulder. "Thanks, I will."

"Hey, Izuku!" Izuku and Momo turned to see Toru rushing into the room. "Sensei wants you to go to the store and pick up a few items." The invisible girl handed him a shopping list and a few dollars. "Sensei said to bring her the receipt and her change."

Izuku scanned the shopping list, then seeing the amount of money their teacher gave him. Before he could speak, Toru spoke again. "She said if it isn't enough, make it enough." She patted Izuku on the shoulder and darted back with the others.

"Don't worry," said Momo as she reached into her purse. She took the shopping list to observe. She pulled a few more dollars and handed it to Izuku. "This should cover the cost. And don't worry about paying me back, okay?"

Izuku bowed and thanked Momo before making his exit out of the classroom. What he didn't want Momo or the others to know that there was a certain reason for his distraction.

Izuku felt a bit irritated. During the meeting, he actually had difficulty maintaining to sit. He tried not to think about, trying to focus on Momo. instead, his mind became consumed with his irritability.

It was a good thing that he got his jacket before leaving outside. The breeze was picking up and he could tell that an early winter was steadily approaching. It didn't matter to the emerald child as long he had his freedom instead of being confined to a room and doing things he didn't want to do.

Izuku crossed the street. He was a few blocks from his school as he made his way to the direction of the corner store. Suddenly, he jolted. A huge wave just shook his body. It had given him strong vibrated feelings, especially around his groin area. He had to keep his strength. As much as he wanted to go to somebody, there was nothing he could do. He had a goal in mind and getting those items for his teacher was a must.

No matter what the cost.

He made it to the corner store. The bell ringing acknowledged his entrance inside. He got the list from his pocket and he made his way to get the items. Suddenly, he felt the jolting vibration again. He tucked and grabbed his stomach. He took a sharp breath, not alerting anyone. He was grateful that he was alone at this point in time. It will be an embarrassment if someone had seen him in this position.

He took a couple of paces as he had the handful of the items from his teacher's shopping list. Before he made it to the counter, he got the jolting vibration again. This time it was stronger than the rest. He cringed, but keep his composure. He was sure to keep his smile for the clerk without raising suspicion.

He scanned the first item, he got a jolt. He scanned the next item, he got a jolt. He began panting. He turned around so the clerk didn't think any thoughts. After a few minutes and a couple of more jolts, he got his items and made it out of the store.

He walked a couple of blocks before he received another jolt. He dropped his bags and got on his knees. This time, the buzzing continues. It was there he felt his erection budding. However, he released a yelp when he felt the constriction around his penis. He was trying to get up, but the buzzing was more than he could take. He was panting loudly. His teeth were clattering. His erection was pounding.

It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.

He looked to the sky. It was cloudy and very solemn. He didn't want it, he kept telling himself. I refuse. It is not going to happen here. It is not. It is not.

The buzzing continued and he released a moan.

Quickly, he grabbed his things and struggled to get somewhere without people noticing. He made it to the alleyway. It was there where the intensity continued. He dropped the items and he leaned against the wall. His penis was taking more than it needs to take with the vibrations. His hands were shaking and he felt to release this tension; or at least opening his pants, something to end the constriction.

Before that could happen, it was already too late. He felt the release of his sperm bombarding his boxers. The moaning continued, the panting continued. He dropped to his knees. And finally, the buzzing stopped.

He sat there, caught in the forced afterglow of his moment. Then, he heard footsteps.

"Seems like you were caught in a jam, love."

Standing in the alleyway was a petite, slender girl. She had fair skin, triangular onyx eyes, and short purple hair with asymmetric bangs. To her classmates, she comes off as pragmatic, unenthusiastic and teasing.

"Talking about making a scene, you pervert," she said to Izuku in a devilish grin. She went into her pocket and has a device. She pressed the button and he jolted again. "It is a good thing I took the day off to spend it doing this with you. I don't see you as much and I wanted to spend time with you as much as possible."

To Izuku, the purple haired rocker is his mistress, the woman of the night. To Kyoka, Izuku was her lover, her servant and overall, her lovely cinnamon roll pet.

She leaned over him and rubbed around his crotch.

She made a tsk sound. "I know you made quite a mess, my love. Yes indeed." She unzipped his pants and saw the constriction inside. "Caging your dick may have caused you some problems, didn't it." She laughed as she covered her mouth. "And you were still able to climax, my dear."

"I didn't have much of choice, mistress," Izuku told her. "The vibrator in my ass didn't make the situation of better."

"Take my sincerest apology," she told him while rubbing his head before patting it. "I hope our classmates weren't as worried."

"Thankfully," he said to her. "This kind of stuff is risky, don't you think?"

She shook her head. "But, my lovely, little pet, when you are involved with me, you have to understand that these kinds of things heighten our sexuality."

"Sure it does, but can it be outside of school?"

"It doesn't work like that, dear," she told him as she sat beside him. "Seeing you like this turns me on. Seeing yourself caught in this position of embarrassment and pleasure makes it exciting. That is what makes us who we are." She blew into his ear. "Right?"

He kept silent. She nibbled on his ear.

"Right?"

She continued biting on his lobe before entering her tongue into his canal. His breath labored, which caused his dick to respond. She laughed as she pulled out another item from her pocket. It was the key to his encaged penis.

"Does my little dicky want to be released," she told his penis using baby talk. "Does my little dicky want to be released?" She turned to him. "But your father has to be good for the rest of the day." She rubbed his side of his butt. "And continues to comply to orders. Right, my little pet?"

She gave him another bite to the ear while dangling the keys. It caused his dick to hurt, but at the same time, he felt pleasure.

"Come see me after the meeting," she told him as she stands up and straightens herself out.

"At our usual spot?"

She shook her head in disagreement. "I don't feel comfortable there today. Instead, let's meet at my place."

"Your place?"

"That's right. My parents won't be home. I want you all to myself tonight." She pressed the button, which made him jolt. "See you tonight, my little pet." She walked away. Before she left the alleyway, she turned. "If you have a doubt in your mind of our relationship." She pressed it again. "My love displays this." She winked. "Let's be glad I haven't done it during school hours. See you later, I-zu-ku."

He looked at his phone and noticed he had been gone longer than expected. He picked up the items and made his leave back to the school.

He received another jolt from her love and affection.

As he returned back to the school, he questioned on what drawn him to Kyoka Jirou. What position did fate draw him to her the day where he and Kyoka crossed the line?

It all started that fateful evening when he discovered Kyoka at the park.

It was something that he stumbled upon and shouldn't have seen.

Now, he was in it.

To be continued….