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-sex trafficking
-kiribaku
-not as lighthearted as my other oneshots but there's still fluff
-smut
-rape but Bakugou's a masochist and that's his kink so???
-FLUFF

Bakugou's POV:

I'm cold, my body feels nearly bare in this skimpy outfit. The floor that I'm sitting on feels smooth, like a stage of sorts. I can't hear very well right now but I can faintly make out the sound of people shouting incoherent numbers.

It's dark, so dark. I can't move, I want to squirm and leave whatever place I'm in but, I can't. My hands are tied together with a thick rope that goes all around my body and connects my wrists to my ankles, the tension between the rope shackling my body causes my back to arch.

I try to squirm free but I know that it's useless. I don't know where I am and I want more than anything to escape.

Suddenly I hear a booming voice shout "sold!" and I get an idea what's happening, then, before I have the chance to object, a strong, intoxicating scent hits me and I become dizzy, without another word my body drops to the ground knocking me unconscious.

—————l e t i m e s k i p—————

My eyes flutter open and I find myself lying on a bed, freshly changed with wet hair. I grunt and attempt to sit up but find that there are still bonds around me, this time tying me to the bed.

I feel like I'm gonna be sick.

I don't know exactly what I'm here for but, looking at my current state, I have a pretty good idea. I tremble looking at the clothes that I'm wearing, they cover my body so little that I'm not even sure they can be considered clothes.

In a panic, I pull against the ropes and feel them rub against my wrists creating a harsh friction that splits a tiny bit of skin. Oddly enough, the feeling of the frayed rope against my small wrist and body is enough to make me loose my mind.

It feels weird, pleasurable even...

Tears want to prick my eyes, I want to cry but, I find myself growing fond of the feeling. I have an insane urge to moan, I want sex at a time like this!?

I shake the thought off and close my eyes with an uneasy sigh, still trying to assess my situation.

"Am I a masochist? Is that it?" I whisper to no one in particular.

"Hah, not at all! I mean, that's kind of a bottom thing and I'm not a bottom! Right?" I speak to myself, expecting an answer for some reason because even though I've lived for so many years in that cursed whorehouse being screwed by disgusting men, I refuse to accept that I'm a bottom.

"Wrong~" I hear a familiar voice tease, if I'm not mistaken that was the voice of the man who supposedly bid the highest and bought me.

"H-huh?" I ask dazed. The man chuckles.

"Maybe you wouldn't normally consider having somebody top you but, you're going to have to accept it because I have every intention of fucking you into this bed until the sheets are matted and your thighs are wet with my cum." He explains.

"N-no, please!" I shout trying to push the man off of me with tied hands. He laughs and gazes down at me with a lustful glare.

"I think you may have misunderstood, I am going to fuck you, you don't have a choice, I bought you." My heart stops. I'm not new to this kind of thing and I can tell right from the start that this man is going to ignore my pleads and cries for him to stop, he's not going to go easy on me.

I'm speechless, I don't know how to respond. I can't let him do this to me, I don't want sex with him! I barely even know this man! I-

My thoughts come to a screeching halt when I feel the small skirt that I'd been changed into lifted up. I gasp loudly as I feel my panties being pulled down.

A cold sweep of air hits my exposed member and then it is quickly replaced with something...warm and wet? I shiver as I feel the man's tongue swirl inside of me, in and out and then repeatedly over again.

My legs squirm at the feeling and my mouth produces a string of saliva. I hold back tears, this feels so unbearably amazing.

"Gah!" I throw my head back in pleasure with a grunt while the man's tongue works it's magic.

"S-so good!" I whisper, my eyes rolling back and my abdomen arching in pleasure. The man grunts sending vibrations all trough out my puckered hole.

I moan loudly wanting more from him. Why does this feel so good?!

Then suddenly the man's tongue slips carelessly out of my hole leaving a trail of saliva behind, god it feels great.

My hole is warm but it feels so empty, out of habit I whine at the loss of contact. The man lifts his head up to connect our lips and for a split second I am able to catch a glimpse of his face. He's gorgeous to say the least, he looks like a godsend.

I have no time to dwell in his beauty because in the blink of an eye, his lips are on mine, our tongues intertwine and I don't even bother to win the battle of dominance because I'm too busy enjoying the feeling of his skillful tongue on mine.

I moan into the kiss and within a few seconds I feel him pull away and gasp for air. He gets up and unzips his pants with a devilish smirk. I whine, craving to feel his big hands straddling my hips once more.

He slips his boxers off and before I have any time to gawk at his manhood, he aligns it with my wet hole.

He enters me at full force and thrusts tirelessly with his entire length, each thrust harder and harder until my body wracks with pleasure and his touch is unbearable.

Finally I feel a knot settle in my stomach signaling that my release is near. I find myself unable to bear his cock anymore, tears fall from my eyes as I cum on the man's sheets with a girly moan.

After a few minutes, the man's thrusts grow sloppy and he tightens inside of me. He fills me to the brim with his sticky semen and then, without another word he leaves the room.

My thighs ache and I gaze up at the ceiling in wonder.

"How am I ever going to get used to this lifestyle?" I pant.

I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.

**^**^**after baby boi's nap**^**^**

I open my eyes groggily and make a small screech of delight when I find myself untied. I decide to explore the room and while I look around I find a cup of tea alongside a plate of toast, bacon and eggs with a note next to it that reads-

I apologize for going so hard on you earlier, I originally didn't intend to use you for sex, I just wanted to get you out of that dammed brothel, I ended up having to buy you for more money than I was aware I had, and when I saw you lying there  helpless, I couldn't hold back. It seems the bondage thing was the work of one of my servants (Mina) that's besides the point though, I left medicine for your hips on the nightstand too your right and I had my servants prepare you breakfast. I hope you enjoy it. Oh, and please feel welcome to roam the house and greet the servants!

my sincerest apologies,

                                                -Ejirou Kirishima

I blush, is it possible for me to finally have a normal life now? I smile down at the note and start on my breakfast.

I cry tears of joy.

"Finally, this is it. The start of a new life!"

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Heh, sorry for making that oneshot seem more angsty than it actually was, I hope you enjoyed it!

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