Mommy!

                                    

                                          
Femdom x Midoriya
                          
Kinks: mommy kink, muzzling, cock and ball torture, sadist/masochist, dacryphilia, fear play/intimidation 
                          
You'd just gotten back from work, pissed off with your boss. You needed to release the anger that was piling up more and more. Izuku wasn't downstairs like he usually was and it only made you more angry. He would feel the brunt of it.
                          
You were surprised that he didn't come running as soon as the front door shut.
                          
But now the anger was almost unbearable.
                          
You stormed through the house, your emotions radiating off of you like you were some kind of emitter of toxic energy. 
                          
'Why hasn't Izuku felt it? And why isn't he pleading for mercy right now?'
                          
You grit yourself teeth as you neared the bedroom, a sound of a familiar buzzing ringing out, much to your distaste.
                          
Kicking in the door, the bitch yelped and rushed to turn off his vibrating cock ring.
Your jaw locked as you observed his face heat up.
                          
Was it embarrassment or fear?
                          
A mix of both, perhaps. But it excited you nonetheless.
                          
He panted heavily, eyes locked on yours as you stood in the doorway unimpressed.
"Izuku," You tutted, slamming the door shut behind you. He flinched. "Are you being a bad boy and going behind my back to please yourself?"
"I- I'm sorry-" He was cut off.
"Nah-uh." You shook your head "You're gonna have to get punished for that one.."
                          
His eyes followed you as you made your way over to the bed, the mattress dipping when you climbed on. He leaned away, legs shutting as you crawled along the bed.
                          
"I'm sorry- I missed you so much- I couldn't help myself-"
Again, his words were cut short when you gripped his neck, slamming him backwards until his head was on the pillow.
                          
"Naughty. Bad." You muttered as he watched you with fearful eyes. He looked scared - which you thought was cute - but the way his dick bounced gave his arousal away.
                          
He enjoyed being intimidated by you, he loved how his heart beat faster and how his body became trembly. The anticipation. The violation. Being used like a toy or being treated like the masochist he is.
                          
You forced his legs open and he whined, covering his face in shame, trepidation.
"Don't hide your face, baby boy" You cooed, but he could tell your tone was passive aggressive. He whimpered as he removed his hands from blocking your sight.
                          
You sighed, faking softness as you ran your knuckle over his cheek. As soon as he began to relax, you lifted your hand, bringing it down in a flash onto his balls. He cried out, throwing his head back in pain.
                          
His arm flew to his mouth and he bit down on it to distract himself from the hot stinging erupting from his body.
                          
You mumbled in displeasure "That's not going to work..." and shifted off of the bed, walking over to the wardrobe where you kept your gear.
                          
You heard his heavy breathing as he observed, trying to see what you were going to get to torture him.
                          
You buried around for a while until you came across the muzzle and collar. When you picked it up, he let out a stressed exhale, knowing that he could no longer bite down on his wrist for a bit of relief.
                          
You were merciless today. Even if he begged, he wouldn't get a lighter punishment. He was scared. But sooooo damn turned on, too.
                          
You pulled it right around his jaw, securing it as best you could, taking a hold of the leash attached to the collar. He looked at you with such wide eyes.