CHAPTER 8: Shoto's Secret Fetish?

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Shoto's POV:

I woke up to a massive headache. Like my head was being split open. Then the sensation stopped as something cold was around my cock and balls.

"Zuzu this isn't part of our BDSM agreement contract. I'm supposed to be dom unless said otherwise."

I tried to move. However do to the leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I was spread eagle. Not to mention I had latex bondage mittens covering my hands. So my fingers are useless. A cold breeze hits my body at the sound of heavy boots approaching.

"Can I at least have this blindfold off so I can see you first baby?"

The sound of a rubber band stretching starts to make me worry. That's when I feel as if my cock and balls are being strapped into something. I've tried in the past to give izuku hints about CBT, but I always get choked up and can't bring up the courage to ask.

"Zuzu i-"

The rubber band gets pulled away only to snap back with a slight sting.

"NAAH! Yesss baby."

For a moment Nothing happens. Then the cock and ball banjo is removed off me.

"Baby no don't stop. Keep going please. "

A robotic voice speaks.

"I'm not your boyfriend,  but I'll happily continue. After all I want to show the police just how weak they are."

"Wait what!?"

I begin to thrash around.

"It's no use. Denki Kaminari tried to escape aswell, but to no avail. It only shortened our time together everytime he struggled. "

"A..are you the-"

Before I could finish speaking. Something metallic wraps around the base and halfway up my cock. Then another piece begins to crush my balls as rounded dull spikes start to piece my balls harder as the bar tightens on closer.

"HAAGHNN!"

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