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Just a little money. That’s all Ochako needs, just a little extra to help her get by. She doesn’t want to ask her parents for more, not when she knows that they’re doing their best to support her as is. All she has to do is find another way to get some money, and everything will be fine.
That’s what she told herself, when she agreed to this interview. Even knowing that there were some red flags, she chose to come anyway, because the wages were too good, and she wanted to be able to make money as quickly as possible, so that her parents didn’t catch on to the fact that she was struggling, and that she was working in addition to her studies, just to make ends meet.
If she had just stayed away, if she had just been smart, if she had been a bit less ambition while hunting for a job, then she wouldn’t have fallen into this obvious trap, but these people have put some work into their operation, and Ochako is easily overpowered and subdued. She does not wake up until she is about to go up for auction, to find that she has had her Quirk suppressed, with no options for escape.
She is brought in front of a small group of people, information read about her as if she were just a painting for sale, but whatever these people hear, they must like, because it isn’t long before the bidding begins, several hands going in the air. It becomes impossible for her to even keep up with the speed at which they bid, but when a winner is finally declared, Ochako feels her blood run cold. It would be bad either way, and that’s a given, but she knows the person who has purchased her. She knows that this man, this Kurogiri, is associated with the League of Villains, after all.
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Ochako learns that she is meant to be a gift for the leader of the group, a toy for him to play with however he so pleases. It’s not hard to imagine why companionship would be difficult for him, she supposes, but now, she will be there to satisfy all of Shigaraki’s needs, so that he doesn’t have to worry about finding himself a woman. The prospect of serving any of these criminals is terrifying enough, but Ochako is really not sure how she will survive long like this, when all he has to do is touch her a certain way, and she will disintegrate like that.
Finally, it begins to occur to her that, no matter how much longer it may last, this is where her life ends. She has known it all this time, but only now has it sunk in. Only now does she understand the depth of that realization, and only now does she feel the crushing hopelessness that comes along with it. This is where she will live, and this is where she will die.
“Can I play with me new toy now?” Shigaraki asks, the words themselves would sound innocent on their own, but his tone is anything but innocent, his intentions far too clear. Naturally, she is handed over to him right away, so that he can take her away to have his privacy with her, to use her however he pleases, while she has no choice but to serve him perfectly. If she messes up, she gets to die miserably, and if she does well, she gets to live in hell for a little while longer.
Shigaraki sits back, waving a hand at her to start undressing. Ochako’s clothes are thin and light, not covering all that much and given to her after she was made to bathe as soon as she got here. It does not take her long to undress at all, but she would give anything to remain covered just a little while longer, to hide herself as much as she can.
She can’t even tell if he is impressed by what he sees or not. He just stares at her for a moment, and she begins to worry that she is already not good enough, that this is the end, before she has even had a chance. She isn’t sure if that would be better or worse, but then he speaks up.
“Suck me off,” he orders her, gesturing to his lap to emphasize his point. So he is going to give her a chance after all.
Ochako does her part. She doesn’t have the experience to know how to do this well, but she at least has a basic understanding of what is expected of her here. When she gets on her knees in front of him, she can see the bulge in his pants, and her hands tremble as she reaches to free his erection. She does her best to silence any thoughts right now, to focus only on the task at hand, because she knows that thinking is not going to do her any good, not now and not ever again.
So instead of thinking, she sucks. She wraps her lips around the tip of his cock and listens to the sigh he lets out, hoping that she is off to a good start. Until he tells her to pick up the speed, she decides to take things slowly, so that she has the chance to figure it out, and can only hope that he will just tell her to change what she is doing, rather than get impatient with her and put a stop to it then and there.
He doesn’t say much as she takes him deeper into her mouth, but he does moan, more and more, definitely meant to be a good sign. Ochako feels clumsy and awkward as she bobs her head along his cock, but as long as Shigaraki is happy with it, then that is all that matters. That is her purpose now, whether she likes it or not. This is her life now, until the day that it finally comes to an end.
She wonders, in the back of her mind, how long it will take her to completely break for him.