Vanilla Salt

Author's Notes: written for two tries for an NTR commission special. in my opinion, it does kinda... use the ntr sale theme as a stretch but oh well haha.

Slowly, Ochaco pulled away from Izuku. Stars flashed in both teen’s eyes as their kiss ended. Warmth fluttered inside of her chest as she touched her lips with the tips of her fingers. A giggle escaped her and Izuku couldn’t help but join in. Their hands reached for each other and their fingers entwined.

“That was...” Ochaco whispered. “It... Wow.”

“Y-yeah,” he whispered back as he rested his forehead against his classmate’s. “Can... Can I kiss you again?”

“P-please do—!!!” Her words were cut off by something wrapping around her neck. Cold steel clasped around her and sent chills up and down her spine. Warm brown eyes snapped wide open as her lips parted to ask what was going on only for her to collapse.

Izuku turned towards the direction the device came from only for the steel to hook around his neck and shock him as well. The last thing he saw before the darkness overtook him was a group of people picking him and Ochaco up.

The sound of breathy moans ripped Izuku out of his sleep. He twitched as he nearly snapped his own neck trying to get his bearings on the situation. They were in a large hall with chairs full of dazed civilians. He was currently tied to a chair with what seemed like a long backrest that he couldn’t see over very well. Behind him was another chair where a brunette—Ochaco! He thrashed in his seat only to get another shock through his system. Twitching, he gasped once the initial shock was over with.

“Ah, ah, ah... None of that, Deku,” said a woman who stepped towards him. Her hand hooked under his chin and forced him to look up at her. She grinned. “Now that you’re awake, we can explain the rules of this little game. I’ll let you go after an hour but every time one of you orgasms, I add another thirty minutes to the clock. Little Uravity here got greedy though... She’s cum three times while you’ve been out.”

Ochaco squirmed in her bonds as another brainwashed girl suckled on her clit through the tight spandex of her suit. Her hips bucked against the woman’s lips but she continued to lick and suck. Sweet, breathy moans escaped the brunette as pleasure overwhelmed her. Her eyelids fluttered as her eyes rolled back. Arousal gushed from her clothed folds and seeped through the skin-tight fabric. Her slick juices continued to drip from her throbbing pussy and effectively ruin her costume. The tip of the woman’s tongue bounced the sensitive little bud again and again. Her walls twitched and squeezed as another orgasm tore through the heroine’s body.

“Oh dear, a fourth! You’re going to be here for a long, long time...” The villainess said with a cruel cackle. “You really are a sensitive little thing, aren’t you?”

Ochaco slumped against the backrest of the chair as the high that came from her fourth orgasm slowly started to fade away. Heavy pants fell from her drooling mouth as tears of over-stimulation rolled down her rosy cheeks. “I... Please...” A moan cut her off as the villainess reached for her full breasts and groped them. Her fingers pinched her stiff nipples and rolled them. “Please...!”

Izuku gulped as blood rushed to his prick. His dick strained against the fabric of his costume as he tugged on his bonds. He needed to get them both out of here and call for backup. They definitely needed support to rescue all the brainwashed women who were trapped in this perverted game. Something in the back of his mind told him to stay, however. Every moan and whine that Ochaco let out made his cock throb harder. He imagined her cute face twisted in pleasure as her body writhed against the stiff chair. Oh, how badly he wanted to see that! How badly he wished it was him making her feel this way! It wasn’t right, it wasn’t right at all for him to be thinking this way. Shaking the perverse thoughts from his head, he tried to thrash in his seat once again as he charged up One-For-All only to be shocked once more.

“So impatient! Wait your turn!” The villainess said with a sneer. “Little Uravity wants to keep going, isn’t that right?”

Drooling, Ochaco bucked her hips as she looked up at the woman with cloudy eyes. “...Y-yes. Please! Please! I never want this to stop!”

Izuku blinked.

“Good girl...” She snapped her fingers and another hypnotized woman crawled towards the heroine. “Let’s make you feel even better than before since you’re so honest.”

A wet ‘rip’ echoed across the room as Ochaco’s costume was ripped apart at the crotch and revealed her slick cunt to the open arena. The hypnotized woman dove right into her meal. Sloppily, her lips mashed against her clit and suckled on it hard before diving downward to lap against her drooling entrance. Ochaco whined at the new sensation of a tongue against her bare pussy. It was so different than touching herself! Of course, she knew that from her earlier orgasms but this was so good! Her eyes rolled back as her tongue lolled out of her mouth. Breathy curses and moans filled the musky air as another orgasm was forced out of her.

The villainess snapped her fingers again and another woman came out of the crowd. Instead of replacing the other woman, she simply joined her between Ochaco’s legs.

Sounds of pure unrestrained pleasure rang in Izuku’s ears as precum spurted through his untouched cock. His eyes squeezed themselves shut as he listened to his girlfriend—were they boyfriend and girlfriend now? He couldn’t tell—lose herself to pure decadence.