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Who knew Izuku and Ibara would start dating and eventually marry? Not them, that was for sure. Still, as Ibara cuddled against Izuku in the living room of their home together as they watched a show, she couldn't help but feel mostly content in the way life worked out for them.
Mostly, as despite their first wedding anniversary coming up, Ibara couldn’t help but feel guilty that she hadn’t told Izuku all of her secrets. She was a pervert. Despite her strict upbringing, or some would say, because of her strict upbringing, she developed many fetishes and wished to try them out in real life.
Sure, she and Izuku had sex regularly, but Ibara found them too vanilla for her tastes and wanted more. Humiliation and submission, whips, bondage, pet play, exhibitionism, Quirkplay, the works. But she was too scared at how her beloved Izuku would react if he learned his wife was not quite the woman he knew. And thus she kept her perversions hidden away, only daring to watch pornographic material of her fetishes when she knew Izuku wasn’t home.
“You know, our anniversary is coming up,” said Izuku during a commercial break. “We should take a couple of days off and do something nice together.”
“Sure, what did you have in mind dear?”
“I’ve got a surprise planned for our anniversary. I’m sure you’ll like it,” Izuku said while giving her the adorable smile that Ibara fell in love with.
“I’m sure they’ll be great dear.”
“Make sure to wear something fancy.”
“Okay.”
And with that, they cuddled some more until Ibara fell asleep. Izuku carried her to their bed and tucked her in. He was quite the gentleman that way.
(Several days later)
It was the night of their anniversary. As Izuku wished, Ibara wore a fancy dress, put on make-up, and wore high heels, ready for whatever her husband planned. She assumed it would be a fancy dinner, then going sightseeing around the local attractions.
She went to their living room where Izuku was dressed in a nice suit and had a small present for her.
“Happy anniversary!” he said as he gave the present to her.
“Thank you!” said Ibara as she accepted her gift. “What is it?”
“Open it and see!” said Izuku as walked around her and Ibara heard him grab something, probably their keys.
Ibara opened the gift, and was confused when all she saw was a piece of paper. She unfolded it and read what it said.
The safe word is ‘smash.’
As Ibara tried to make sense of what the note said, she suddenly felt something around her neck and heard a clicking sound. She felt at her neck and realised it was a collar. It gave off a beeping sound, and suddenly, her vine hair felt heavier. The collar had negated her Quirk. Ibara then looked at Izuku with wide eyes and he gave her a smirk.
“On your knees,” he said in a soft yet commanding tone. Ibara obeyed and dropped to her knees, blushing as she did even as she started feeling horny.
Izuku tsked at her and sat in their armed chair.
“So this really is what you’re actually like,” he said as he shook his head.
At that moment, Ibara realised. Somehow, Izuku found out. He knew what kind of woman his wife was deep down.
“You disappoint me. Most people are smart enough to use Ingoni Mode. You dumb bimbo, did you really think I wouldn’t notice what was in your search history? Do your parents and classmates know you’re a submissive slut who gets off on being dominated and humiliated?”
With each word that came out of her husband’s, no, master’s mouth, Ibara felt herself becoming hornier and wetter.
“Even worse, you didn’t trust me with your secrets. I’m your husband, you’re my wife, I expected you to have more faith in me. Are you stupid? Let’s check that. Repeat what was on that note I gave you.”
Ah, Izuku was checking if she knew the safe word. He needed to know that Ibara knew what to say in case he went too far.
“The safe word is ‘smash.’”
“Do you understand what that means, you dumb bimbo?”
“Yes, master.”
Izuku nodded in satisfaction.
“Good. It is time to punish you for having so little faith in me. Take off your dress.”
Ibara did so, and her breasts became exposed as she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. Her nipples were erect from how horny she was.
Izuku took a moment to appreciate her and Ibara flushed. She still had her stockings, high heels, and panties on, all while wearing the Quirk-negating collar. Somehow, that was more lewd than if she was fully naked.
“Crawl over here and worship my feet.”
Ibara did so, shaking her ass with every step she took, and began worshipping her master’s feet. She started by licking them, then began sucking on his toes, alternating between each foot. After several minutes, she heard the sound of a zipper.
“Raise your head.”
Ibara did so and came face-to-crotch with Izuku’s dick. Somehow, it seemed bigger than ever before.
“You know what to do, whore.”
Ibara took Izuku’s cock into her hands, god, it was so hard, and began licking it. After a few moments, she put it into her mouth and did her first ever blow job. As she kept sucking, Izuku grabbed at her head and pushed her deeper, making her deepthroat him.
Tears formed as she choked before he pulled her off.
“Like it?”
“Yes *cough* master.”
“Good,” said Izuku before he pushed Ibara back onto his dick to deepthroat her again. After a moment, he pulled her off again.
“Again, *cough* master,” said Ibara as her make-up began running.
“And here all our friends thought you were Innocent Ibara,” said Izuku as he deepthroated her again before pulling her off.
“But here you are, being Slutty Shiozaki,” he said as he deepthroated her again and held her there for longer before pulling her off.
“I’m about to cum,” said Izuku as he let go of her. “Pose for me, slut. Show me the whore you really are.”
Ibara kept her knees bent even as she stood on her high heels. She spread out her legs and her panties showed a clear wet spot. She held her hands behind her head and jutted out her breasts.
Izuku rubbed his dick, and he cummed. The first stream landed in her vine hair. The second stream landed on her nose. The third stream landed on her belly button. Her master kept cumming, and Ibara ended up covered in cum.
When Izuku was done, he took out his phone and snapped a picture of her. He smirked and showed it to her.
Ibara looked at her picture, and she was a mess. She was covered in more cum than a female porn star who got bukkaked in a gang bang. Her make-up was so runny that combined with her heels, stockings, and collar, made her look like a cheap, used prostitute. Ibara couldn’t see a trace of the hero Vine. All she saw, was a complete slut.
Suddenly, Ibara cummed. She cummed harder than she ever did before. She didn’t just stain her panties. She cummed enough to form a puddle on the floor.
“Clean up that mess you made on the floor,” said Izuku.
“Yes master,” she said as she stood up.
“With your tongue.”
Ibara froze as that order made her tingle in pleasure and she went back on all fours and cleaned up her own cum. She dragged her tongue across the floor in both humiliation and pleasure, making sure to shake her ass for the pleasure of her master.
By the time she was done, Izuku’s cum on her dried up and became quite sticky. She looked up at her master for further orders.
“Lie down on my lap, ass up.”
“Yes master.” Ibara crawled back to Izuku and climbed up over his lap. Izuku grabbed and rubbed her but.
“You’ve been a naughty girl, Ibara. Do you know what happens to naughty girls?”
Izuku spanked her.
“Ah! Naughty girls get spanked, master.”
“Correct!” Izuku spanked her again. “Do you know what you did to get punished?”
“I kept secrets from you master. I should have trusted you more.”
“Yes, you should have,” said Izuku as he gave her another spank. “Five spanks should be enough.”
“So just two mo- AH!” Izuku gave a much harder spank.
“Ten spanks, not counting the previous ones. Your ass will be well and truly smashed by the end of it!”
Ibara noticed the use of the safe word. Her husband was making sure she could handle it.
“Of course, master! Your slave has overstepped.”
Izuku nodded at the green light she gave.
“The dumb bimbo is learning,” he said as he pulled down her panties. He then scrunched them up and used it to gag her. Ibara felt her pussy grow wetter from tasting her own cum.
“One.” Izuku spanked her right ass cheek and Ibara felt it jiggle.
“Two.” Izuku spanked her left ass check and Ibara felt it jiggle too.
“Three.”
“Hng!”
“Four.”
“Hng!”
“Five.”
Ibara’s ass was stinging.
“Six.”
She didn’t think she would get to sit down properly for hours after this.
“Seven.”
But she didn’t care.
“Eight.”
Ibara loved being spanked by her beloved Izuku.
“Nine.”
She could feel another orgasm building up.
“Ten.”
Ibara cummed again.
“You’re such a slut to cum from just being spanked,” said Izuku as he took her panties out of her mouth.
“Yes,” Ibara took a deep breath, “master, I’m such a whore.”
“Yes, but you’re my whore,” he said as Izuku traced a finger over her red ass, causing Ibara to shiver in both pain and pleasure.
Izuku lifted her and stood up. He grabbed her arms and placed her in front of his dick. Ibara could feel his cock probing at her asshole.
“Ready for your ass to get smashed?”
Izuku was giving her an opportunity to say no while maintaining his dom persona, but Ibara was horny and she wanted to do her first anal.
“Yes master! Take your slave’s anal virginity! Make her cum from her ass!”
“If you insist!” said Izuku as he slammed his cock into her asshole.
“Aaahhh!” screamed Ibara in both pain and pleasure.
Izuku took a moment to orient himself, then began pumping in and out of Ibara’s asshole.
“Ah- feel so- ah- go- good! Fa- faster! Pl-please mas- master!”
Izuku obliged.
“Ah!”
“Going to cum, slut!”
“Me to- tooooo- masterrrrrr!”
They both came. Izuku pumped Ibara’s ass full of cum, while Ibara cummed all over their floor. Izuku pulled out of Ibara’s ass, and his cum started squirting and leaking out of her asshole. Ibara just collapsed on to the floor in a puddle of her own cum, twitching in pleasure as more cum kept squirting from her pussy.
“Ibara, you okay?”
“Tuht as monqrfil, taghyu.”
Izuku gave a small laugh. Ibara was so delirious from pleasure she couldn’t even form proper words. He cleaned up their cum, took off her collar and high heels, and carried her to their bedroom.
In their bed, Ibara laid down on Izuku, making sure her sore ass didn’t touch anything.
“Was that a good anniversary gift dear?”
“It was.” Ibara kissed him. “Thank you, Master♥️.”
Izuku chuckled, and said, “Good to know, but unless you’re wearing the collar, please don’t call me master.”
“Okay Izuku,” said Ibara as she kissed him again. “But know this. No more secrets. I am, and will always be, your submissive bitch.”
“Yes,” said Izuku as he caressed her face and kissed her back. “My submissive little slut.”
“I love you,” said Ibara as she fell asleep, full of bliss from the pleasures of the night, happy that they redefined their relationship she looked forward to the next time they had sex.
“Love you too,” said Izuku as he hugged his sleeping wife closer.