This was not supposed to happen, everything went wrong in the blink of an eye. What initially started as a routine patrol during Ochako's work study with the Ryukyu hero agency ended with her being kidnapped and brought to what must be Shie Hassaikai's hideout. A few members of the Yakuza faction had managed to subdue her after catching her snooping before bringing her back to their base. Where they forced her to wear a pair of gloves that rendered her quirk useless, resulting in her being almost completely defenseless.
The Shie Hassaikai leader looks down his nose, or rather peculiar looking mask, at Ochako who is kneeling on the floor between Overhaul's spread thighs. Eyes locked onto his gloved hands, fingers intertwined as they rest on top of his lap. The strong scent of disinfectant which clings to every surface of the room overwhelms her senses, the feeling of terror she receives from his weighted stare makes her whole body tremble. She has been sitting here for what must be at least fifteen minutes and he has still not said a single word yet. Silently observing her as she is fidgeting in place, no doubt relishing in the fear stitched across her face.
"Hmm…" Overhaul hums out a sound of contemplation before tilting Ochako's head up with a firm grip on her chin. Forcing the girl to look him in the eye whilst he takes a closer look at her, a covered thumb gliding over her bottom lip. The ghost of a tough, as if it was never there in the first place. "Now what should I do with you, little rat?"
Ochako swallows hard as she now realizes that her fate rests entirely in the hands of her enemy. A man known for his cruelty and disregard for human life, hero and civilian alike. She would have pleaded for her life if not for the dread constricting her throat, preventing any sounds from escaping. Beads of sweat form at her nape when Overhaul's line of sight descends down her body. Eyeing the tight hero costume that clings to her like a second skin with a twisted look of delight in those golden irises of his. Panic takes a hold of Uravity's mind as she is painfully aware of where his train of thought is heading.
"Shameless, so very shameless." Overhaul exhales in a monotone voice whilst letting his other hand travel down the swell of her breast. The light touch makes Ochako shudder. "What are you hoping to achieve by dressing like a cheap whore, hmm?" He sneers with a head tilt, his disgust for heroes and their quirks leaking through his voice.
The villain's crude touch and even crueler words sends sparks soaring down Ochako's spine, heating up her body and she has to advert her eyes out of shame. Tears are pooling at the corner of her lashes as she is unable to stomach the humiliating insults whilst being at Overhaul's complete mercy.
"As if the possibility of enticing someone into making you their rape toy will somehow save your life in the very end." The Shie Hassaikai leader adds with a voice weighed down by lust, getting off from demeaning Ochako with every harsh word he can come up with. Whilst the rookie hero can't do anything but take it, trying her best not to let the tears spill over while simultaneously ignoring the heat rapidly increasing in between her thighs.
"You are not deserving of even cleaning my dick with that filthy mouth of yours…" Overhaul scoffs and tugs on Ochako's bottom lip harshly. Causing her to cower as hot shame lights her veins on fire. "But tonight I will make an exception."
Both of his hands retreats to fiddle with his belt and panic erupts deep within the girl's chest. She would have tried to back away from the villain if his intensive stare and her forbidden arousal did not pin her in place. Forcing Ochako's body into complicity, immobilizing her as she can do nothing but sit and wait patiently like a dog. Eyes tracking the movements of Overhaul's hands, unable to keep herself from salivating when his cock springs free from the confinements of his jeans. Standing tall and proud, being about average in size but intimidating nonetheless.
"Take me into your mouth, whore. Show me how good of a cocksucker you heroes are supposed to be." Overhaul drawls heavily, slapping the tip of his dick against her slightly parted lips.
Ochako wants to scream, fight, run – do anything in order to preserve her pride and dignity as a hero in training. And yet, she still does as she is told, wrapping her lips around Overhaul's cock with little to no hesitation. Earning herself a stuffed laugh which quickly morphs into a low groan as she takes him into her mouth. Shaping her wet and warm cavity into a perfect cocksleeve for his pleasure – hollowing out her cheeks, covering the sharp edges of her teeth with the soft flesh of her lips, pressing her tongue up against the underside of his dick.
Her actions are unbecoming of a hero as well as totally shameless, the only hint of her embarrassment being the dark flush covering her cheeks. Every other trace of her guilt stemming from giving in so easily are internalized and buried the more she sinks down onto his cock. Concentrating on trying not to gag when the tip hits the back of her throat. Pulling back a little before sinking back down again, bobbing her head up and down his length. Whilst Overhaul's visible facial features twists into something akin to smugness at the sight of the tears pooling in the corner of her eyes. Receiving a sense of gratification from seeing her struggling.
The burning sensation of her throat overpowers the burning shame she feels after finally taking all of his cock into her mouth. Button nose bumps into meticulously groomed pubic hair, tears trail down her cheeks as she struggles to breathe. Snot and spit covers her face as she slowly chokes on Overhaul's girth, his hand holding her head firmly in place. Panic takes over entirely whilst every cell in her body screams for air, she tries to push back but he will not budge. Dark spots begins to cover Ochako's vision when the villain pulls her off his dick, a gloved hand replaces her mouth as he fucks his fist right over her face. Grunting as he finishes, coating the young hero's face with ropes of hot cum.
"Now you look like the dirty fucking wench that you truly are." Overhaul leers down at Uravity, her face looking like a filthy painting where the paint is instead replaced with drool, tears and ejaculate. She adverts her eyes in shame, hoping that both he and the arousal burning between her thighs could just disappear into thin air already. "You know what, I'm in a good mood and thinks that you deserve a reward."
Ochako turns her attention back to the villain and sees that he has positioned one of his shoes at an angle, toes pointing upwards whilst the heel is still planted firmly on the floor. The meaning behind Overhaul's action remains entirely lost on her, the confusion being evident in the look in her eyes. He sighs before clicking his tongue.
"You must be worked up, so I'm granting you an opportunity to get off. My shoe is the only thing you deserve, so don't be greedy." He clarifies, using a tone which implies that he believes she should be grateful for the chance to hump his shoe.
She swallows thickly before aligning her sex to the tip of his shoe, deciding to cooperate in order to avoid upsetting him further. Lowering herself, both physically and figurately, to then begin grinding against the villain's sneaker. The thin material of her costume does nothing to protect her from the friction created from dry humping his shoe, her sensitive clit rubs up against the hard material with every motion of her hips. Ensuring that she is soon panting from the sensation granted from grinding against the Shie Hassaikai leader's footwear.
"Yeah, that's it. Keep on humping my shoe like a desperate bitch in heat." Overhaul harshly spits out his command. A perverted type of glee being laced into his tone of voice.
Ochako closes her eyes in an attempt to shut out her surroundings and just focus on reaching the edge, so this does not go on for any longer than necessary. Losing herself to the depravity of getting pleasured by rubbing her needy cunt against a filthy shoe. The pressure in her lower abdomen continues to build and build, the coil that is wrapped around her clit keeps getting tighter and tighter. Uravity's pace increases and the motions of her hips becomes erratic, desperate to be engulfed by the flames which has only been licking at her heels up until now.
The incoming orgasm hits Ochako hard, mouth hanging open as a flood of wanton whines flows past her lips. The intense pleasure causes her to forget everything about concepts like dignity and shame, heroes and villains. The only thing that truly matters to her at the moment is the euphoria coursing through her veins. A feeling which she never wants to end, needing this to go on forever so she does not have to deal with aftermath.
But alas, everything good has to come to an end eventually and Ochako soon finds herself being pushed off of Overhaul's leg. Landing on her back whilst the villain rises to his feet, looking down at her scornfully. Correcting his clothes to make himself appear presentable before he begins to walk away, leaving the hero to lie in a heap on the floor. Not sparing her a simple glance as he snarls, "looks like the filthy little rat finally knows her rightful place."
The door promptly shuts behind Overhaul after he exits, leaving Ochako to be completely alone with her thoughts. Hot tears stings her eyes and she can't help but to wallow in her shame as she comes to terms with what just happened. Any plans to escape does not surface until much later.