What reason does Izuku have to face Itsuka and Yui in this story? And how come it involves bondage and blackmail? Read and see! Enjoy!

Izuku used his jacket as support for his pillow as he spent the lunch hour lying on the bench at the abandoned pavilion at the edge of the school campus. It was an off-the-grid kind of spot, a place covered by vines and weeds. On occasion, Izuku loved to peruse the area to catch up on reading or just ease himself in the afternoon breeze. Spring was among them, also meaning that vacation was a couple of weeks away.

He crossed his legs as he exchanged old air for fresh air. He was already anticipating the return home. At the last conversation, he had with his mother, his father will be visiting from overseas. Break with the family was what the doctor ordered.

As he contemplated on picking a manga to read from his backpack, a shadow was overlooking him. He tilted his head as the shadow was met with another shadow.

Class 1-B's Yui Kodai and Itsuka Kendou were now in his oasis. What reasons would the friends/classmates want of him?

"Kodai. Kendou." Izuku was calm, welcoming. The girls didn't harbor any aggression. Yui, the silent type, kept her distance behind Itsuka. Meanwhile, the redhead kept her arms folded and her eyes directly at him. A pregnant silence ensued for the time being.

Before he could part his lip, Itsuka spoke for him. "Is there anything you need to say to us?" Her tone of voice provoked aggression as if he had done something wrong.

Puzzled, he answered, "I don't know what do I have to say to you guys." He was honest. Earlier, he was enjoying this afternoon solace and here came the pouncing redhead wanting to bite his head off. Her body language, her demeanor. She meant business. And what reason would she be upset to Izuku? It was best to find out as he was the kind of individual who didn't like confrontation.

"Are you deaf, Deku? Is there anything you need to say to us?" Itsuka took one foot forward. Izuku quickly sat up in case of a contingency to leave.

"Kendou. I don't know what's going on," admitted Izuku. "If you give me an explanation to aid my comprehension, then I can know why you are upset."

Yui grabbed Itsuka's shoulder. "If he says he doesn't know, then let's not budge."

"I ain't budging anything," interjected Itsuka. "He knows something. He is the only one I have sworn I have seen." She returned her sights on Izuku. "'Fess now or else, I will have kick your ass."

This is serious. Izuku's eyes displayed worry. "Itsuka, what are you talking about-" It was interrupted when she reached for his collar with both of her hands. His body was dangling in front of her. Her nose was flared. Her eyes were narrowed. She took strong breaths as if she was trying her best to not attack Izuku.

"What I am about to say, I don't want you to repeat it. Clear," she asked.

Izuku nodded in agreement.

"Don't bow your head. Talk."

"Yes."

Itsuka explained that the night before she and Yui stayed after school to tend to basement duty for their class. Admittedly, Itsuka stated she and Yui have been exploring their sexuality with each other. Yui was put into a position in which Itsuka became enamored. Itsuka took advantage and planted her lips to Yui in which she returned. The girls swapped tongues while pulling off their uniforms. As they were furthering their lovemaking, they saw a figure with green hair leaving the scene.

"And that is the gist of what happened," said Itsuka as she held onto him. "Just so you know, me and Yui aren't lesbians. We are experimenting with each other because we are curious."

Yui nodded in agreement. "She is right. I am more afraid of boys and she is a great friend to trust."

"So, we want to know, was it you?"

Straining, he managed to produce his words. "What you and Yui do is your business. I don't condemn relationships rather it is same-sex or not." He coughed as he felt the pressure on his neck. "I am telling you. I swear. I didn't know what happened last night. As if I don't know what reasons you did and this meeting never has to take place."

Yui and Itsuka exchanged looks. Itsuka loosened her grip on Izuku's collar. "So, you swear that it wasn't you?"

"I promise, Itsuka, that it wasn't me."

"Can you prove that it wasn't you?"

"How can I do that?"

"Establishing an alibi, stupid. Where were you at five o'clock yesterday?"

"I was at school but at the library."

"Isn't the library nearby the basement," questioned Yui.

Itsuka turned to Izuku with a smug look. "Then, I rest my case." Itsuka dropped Izuku to the bench. She went into her pocket and reached for her cell phone. "Since we have a peeping tom, then let's see what Principal Nezu would say?"

"Principal Nezu? I didn't do anything!"

"Let's see if Principal Nezu can believe you."

Izuku was becoming frantic. He felt the sweat coming from his underarms and forehead. "Itsuka! How can you get me in trouble if I didn't do anything?"

"Because you will be punished for spying on us."

"For being in the school while you guys made out?"

"We can say that you were spying on us and you were doing perverted things."

"That's not fair!"

Itsuka crossed her arms. "And who Principal Nezu going to believe. Two girls or you, a boy?" She dialed the numbers on the phone. Izuku was becoming desperate. The last thing he wanted on his permanent record was a suspension for being a lecherer. He can kiss his dream as a Pro Hero goodbye. No arcade wasn't going to take in a pervert. People would look at him differently. And worst of all, he had never had the opportunity to ask a girl out.

"Please, let me explain."

She pushed him off of her and proceeded to her cell phone.

Izuku began wailing as he begged to her on his knees. "Please, Kendou. I am telling the truth. I was nowhere near there. Please, I don't want to get in trouble."

"You have done this to yourself."

"Please, Kendou, Kodai. I am at your mercy. I don't want my parents to get mad. I don't want to get kicked out of school. I don't want you guys to hate me." He continued as tears and snot were coming in all directions of his face.

Itsuka stared at her cell phone before realizing a strong, audible sigh. She dropped her cell phone and kneeled toward Izuku.

She sighed away. "Wipe your tears, Izuku." She cursed under her breath. Yui remained still as she held onto her skirt. Itsuka put her hands into her pocket. "Meet us at the gym shed in twenty minutes. Go to the restroom and wash up. When you are finished, meet us there. We are going to have a talk. Be there!"

Twenty minutes later….

Promptly, Izuku arrived at the gym shed. He knocked on the door.

"Come in," said Yui.

Izuku entered the gym shed, closing it in the process. Itsuka was sitting on the balance beam. Her mood appeared unchanged. Yui nudged him to see Itsuka in which he followed suit.

"Right there is fine, Deku."

"Alright!"

Itsuka continued to stare at the wall in front of her. It was silence for a few minutes. After a moment, she broke the silence.

"I have been thinking long and hard on what we should do with you...to make amends," said Itsuka.

"I haven't done anything," said Izuku.

"Yeah, yeah. However, we think you did," said Itsuka. "No other green-haired freckled face individual is at this school. Your body, your frame matches the description."

"What can I do to prove my innocence?"

"Deku, when my mind is made up. It is made up."

"But-"

He felt the firm grip of Yui's hand on his shoulder. "I suggest you be quiet and listen if you know what's good for ya." Never did he thought the silent beauty was capable of having this attitude. Amazing how people can be when they aren't in the public eye.

"You are still going to be punished."

Itsuka stood up and faced Izuku. Yui appeared in front of her. In her hand was her cell phone. A bright light dawned in front of him.

"Pull down your pants," she commanded Izuku.

"What," he asked with bewilderment.

"Are you testing me, again," said Itsuka angrily.

"No, ma'am," replied Izuku.

"Okay," said Itsuka. "Now pull them down."

Izuku strained as he reached for his pants. He unzipped his pants. He turned away from her as he put down his pants.

"Everything," she said.

He swallowed nothing as he continued to pull down his boxers. Feeling the breeze of his penis, he struggled to cover himself with his shirt.

"Alright, now put your hands to the back of the wall," she told him.

He shook his hand and put it to the back of the wall.

"Good," she said. "Now, stand still. Don't you dare move? Understand?"

"Yes ma'am," he said.

"I don't like doing this, Izuku," she said with sincerity. "But, you did this charade and I can't let you run away with that. Despite whatever reason that warranted you to do this, it doesn't make it right. Hopefully, what I am about to give you will help you not to do it again."

Izuku heard the sound of a buckle touching the floor. He slightly turned around and saw that she had a belt.

"Because I am a lenient person, I am going to give your five lashings," she said. "This hurts me more than anything. I hope you will learn from this, Izuku Midoriya."

She made the first lash.

Izuku wailed when hearing the sound of the belt hitting his butt. Yui remained still, camera in focus.

"That's one," she said. "That's it, let it out. Trust me that it hurts doing this as well."

She made the second lash.

Izuku screamed so loudly that his voice began crackling. "I am sorry," he cried. "I am sorry."

"I am sorry, too, my dear," she said. "That makes two. You are doing an excellent job of your punishment. It is almost over. Just remain still."

She made the third lash.

"It's okay, Izuku," she said. "Let it out. It is okay to cry. You are on number three. We are over halfway. Just stay strong for me."

She made the fourth lash.

Izuku was feeling heavy. He was against the wall. Tears continued dripping from his eyes.

"That makes four," she said. "Just one more and your punishment will be over." She got closer to him. "Understand that you will have to learn your lesson. I don't like it when little boys like you get influenced."

Izuku closed his eyes as she made the fifth and final lash at him.

He clenched his teeth in agony as the final lashing was stronger than the last one. He fell head first to the floor. The wave of pain coming from his butt was looming. No longer did he wanted to be there. He wanted to go home. Away from the girls, away from the classmates, anywhere other than being with them.

She came and sat kneel next to Izuku. While his face was lying on the bare floor, she rubbed through his hair. "I am sorry," she said. "I did not want this to happen, but you understand, don't you?"

"Yes, ma'am," he replied weakly.

She sighed. "I have some medicine with me. Allow me to rub it on your wounds."

Izuku felt her soft hands applicating the medicine on his wounds. He felt her rubbing thoroughly. Throughout that time, feeling her hands on his butt was returning the feeling he was having in his loins. Yui turned off her cell phone, grabbing Izuku's clothes to give back to him.

"Punishment is complete. See to it that it doesn't happen again," said Itsuka.

"Yes, ma'am," said Izuku.

"Lunch hour is about over," said Itsuka. "I suggest you run back to class."

Izuku nodded as he grabbed his clothes and hurried out of the shed, leaving Itsuka and Yui alone.

"You're right! Deku is such an easy target." Yui sat on the floor as she turned on her cell phone to replay the events that unfolded earlier.

Itsuka nodded as she sat beside her. "Very easy. No wonder Katsuki ran away with it for quite so long." She leaned back. "To think he never questioned about the security cameras or call our bluff?"

Yui wrapped her arms around Itsuka's shoulders. "I think he is the perfect candidate."

"You think so? You think he will make a great pet?"

"I see why not?" Yui leaned against Itsuka's shoulder. "You're my best friend. You're awesome. And as much I enjoy lesbian play, I don't mind having a boy in my life." She gripped onto her groin. "A boy we can train to be our personal onahole."

"A personal onahole for you and me. A pet maybe."

"Even a boyfriend."

"He has a long way to go before he can become our husband."

"And why not?" She showed the cell phone. "Do you think he is going to talk, especially with this footage?"

Itsuka cracked a smile. "No, he won't. Definitely not."

Yui began unzipping her uniform, exposing her swollen cock. "Deku is ours. Now, we must train him." She saw Itsuka doing the same. "Now, I feel like having a little fun."

"I was thinking when we could do it. I kind of was holding back."

"Me too, especially when we break Izuku into this. I can't wait."

To be continued….