It's a Villain's World

"I don't remember the last time I had a cooked breakfast," Amelie admitted quietly as they gathered around the table. A duplicate of Izuku slid her loaded plate in front of her. Four strips of bacon, two eggs, some buttered toast and some hashed browns stared back at her.

"Ooh, an English breakfast," Emi smiled lightly as she received her plate.

"Don't worry Amelie," Mina spoke from the other side of the circular table. "Izuku loves to cook breakfasts,"

"And lunch and dinner," Melissa waved a fork around, "Which you and Kaina skipped,"

"Give them some slack Mel," Ryoku sighed fondly, "After all someone had their coronation yesterday, you can't tell me you feel like skipping a meal or two after he's through with you and Mei-day,"

"I'll admit I'm still not used to it," Impa admit, face flushing lightly, "I still have to resist checking it over, mine and Zelda's," Izuku appeared over her shoulder to kiss her cheek.

"I understand love, breaking a habit is hard, you can watch me cook if that helps reassure you,"

"And if we're the ones cooking?" Toru lifted an eyebrow at him. He made a face and sucked on his breath, "Watch yourself Mister Midoriya,"

"I didn't say anything," His hands raised in surrender,

"That alone speaks volumes," Kyoka hummed as she cut off parts of her eggs. "Or do you forget we can read you like a book?"

"However you also do eat everything we try and make, including the abominable sponge cake you and Peach tried to teach me to bake," Fuyumi grimaced.

"It wasn't that bad," Tamao assured her gently, "Just maybe a bit less flour... are you making a fried egg sandwich Nem?"

"And Kyo isn't?"

"Too be fair," Impa interrupted diplomatically, "Most of us were thinking about it and Kaina was the first to do it,"

"Damn straight, I put bacon in here too," She grinned, swallowing her mouthful of food and showing off her breakfast sandwich.

"Did you not put the hashed browns with it this time too?" Saiko sipped her tea before constructing her own sandwich.

"Nah, then I'd have to squash it down, which breaks the yolk and makes a mess," Amelie looked down to her plate, where she'd already begun dipping slices of hashed brown in the egg yolk.

"Should be pancakes tomorrow, if that's more your style," Izuku announced as he sat down, "Well, those and waffles,"

"American pancakes or crepe?" Shino asked, Amelie perked up at the mention of crepes.

"Por que no los dos?" The table echoed, startling the Frenchwoman, Izuku let out a loud laugh mid-sentence when he realized they were saying the same thing.

"I both hate and love that I'm so predictable to you all,"

"It just because we love you so much and we all know you so well," Anan smiled from her seat as she finished her hashed browns. There was ambient chatter for a moment as they all fully woke up. Somehow despite being last to start eating, Izuku was first to finish. Once done he was out of his seat and lapping the table to collect crockery. With extra pairs of hands as he needed, he carried the plates with cutlery group on top of stacks. "Right well, classes won't teach themselves,"

"And those angels wouldn't understand a day off if we hit them round the head with one," Jeanne grumbled lightly as she and Cereza stood up.

"Though a few lucky of us do get one today, some of us still have patrols to do," Shoko added, also getting out of her seat.

"Hey, just because you didn't have the foresight to book a holiday," Kyoka shot back smirking,

"To be fair, leading a region doesn't give a day off," Rosalina ventured, "Though I guess it does have the advantage of being able to do it from home,"

"At your desk or under his?" Mina smirked, flicking her chin as Izuku returned to the room.

"Hm what now?"  He looked around the table, "What we saying? Did I do something?"

"Not at all dear husband," Toru assured him gently, "Some are just griping about having to work today,"

"No you don't?" He tilt his head as glanced at them all again, "It's the anniversary of my coronation, a worldwide holiday, everybody has the day off work,"

"It's also the day where no crimes occur," Tenshi lifted a hand, "Which is possibly the only day such a phenomenon occurs,"

"If everywhere is shut, what are you going to rob? Plus today is the day nobody is on their own, whole complexes are celebrating altogether, remember the old penthouse? Yeah that whole place celebrates together in the back garden,"

"But what about Talon and all the new appearances?"  Yuyu raised a hand, Izuku shrugged in response, "Helpful,"

"They've all had enough time to learn,"

"You think Talon will respect a holiday?" Amelie raised an eyebrow, "They'll strike while your guard is down,"

"They can't," Mei grinned, "After.... Dictator and Toshinori, we.... well Izuku had Nezu, CIRO, the JSDF and the Nerd Brigade construct the new defenses for the Compound, literally only wildlife can pass in and out of the grounds, even then AA guns and sentry turrets follow each movement," Izuku shrugged,

"I will take whatever measures I need to ensure my family is kept safe, it wasn't enough before it will be enough now,"

"So," Zelda tapped her fingers on the table, "What do you have planned for today? If it's your day off and all,"

"Oh, of course, you don't know," He spoke softly, "Well, for the last two years, I've gone to Tartarus to speak with Toshinori, to remind him how much he helped me rise to power in his efforts to destroy my life,"

"And do you accept company on this jaunt?" Urbosa nearly growled, he shook his head

"This is something I do alone, but thank you for offering," He adjusted his suit, "I should be going now if I'm to get there on time, don't want to keep him waiting," Lapping the table, he gave each of his wives a kiss goodbye before donning his coat and clipping Caliburn to his hip.

"Has it been a year already?" Toshinori sat with one foot on the chair. The pneumatic doors hissed shut automatically behind Izuku as the locks clunked into place. "And here I thought his majesty was too good to visit me again,"

"I tried, I did Toshinori," Izuku sighed and sat down opposite him, "In the beginning I tried to be civil, wanted to keep it professional, you were the teacher and I was to learn from you, we've been over this story,"

"It's the only one that is actually interesting,"

"Because it pertains to you no doubt," Rubbing his brow, he rest his elbows on the temple, gesturing with his other hand. "You failed, to be an adequate teacher first, then a hero second and finally you failed at being a decent person All Might, have you forgotten yet, the day you put our fates in motion?"

"I should've told you to jump," He snarled lowly, face contorting in anger, "And I should've beaten the confession out of you the day I destroyed your father's lab,"

"Tsukauchi was already on my side by then," Izuku smirked, "You and your little tunnel vision mindset Toshinori, always thinking that solving the main problem will solve all the other little ones, oh it'll be okay as long as I out the emperor of the underworld, entirely ignoring how you rocketed my rise to King in the mean time, imagine how much quicker it would've been when you were filmed beating a student on camera after doing millions in property damage on a whim," His face darkened, "I outed you as a villain Toshinori, because it was so easy to paint you in that light, nobody trusts a man in power if he has secrets,"

"But what of yours?"

"What secrets? My father did own that lab, he did have a quirk that would've killed him before he saw me graduate, he did give me All for One and it could've ruined my reputation if I hadn't handled it right, the PSA did try and assassinate me, everything I said was the truth,"

"But not the entire truth,"

"That's just it Toshinori, it didn't have to be the entire truth, did you ever learn about what happened to Toyoshima Mitsuki?" He grinned, Toshinori curled his lip and shook his head. "I took her," A sinister glint crossed his eye, "The day she came to accuse me of having something to do with Katsumi's kidnapping, I took her in office, had her kneeling under my desk sucking my dick literally seconds after we walked into it, I took her mind and I warped it to suit my needs, do you know what I left her as?" Leaning across the table, he met Toshinori's gaze, "I turned her into a sex-addicted submissive little slave, she still is, the same with Uwabami, you saw her arrest on your Tv correct?" He nodded his head to the screen that was currently turned off. "After the Courts decided to let me handle her punishment I turned her into the brainless prostitute she really was, if they were here and I told them to get under the table they would fight to get there first, if I told them to strip and lay on the table they'd argue to be on top, when I use them, and I do use them, they beg to be the one I fill up, that is what I turned them into,"

"YOU!" Toshinori tried to jump over the table at Izuku, only to hover in place. The greenish glow of Poltergeist outlined his body.

"That's not all though Toshi," Izuku slowly climbed from his seat, "I've grown since we spoke last year, this world, this solar system," A quiet chuckle, "Indeed our universe has gotten bigger, have you heard the news about the Fusion yet? How new heroes and villains have appeared, entirely new continents and countries popped into existence, completely new planetary bodies have appeared orbiting the sun,"

"I've seen it yes," Hardly able to growl, Toshinori could only move his eyes to follow the King, "Finally feeling the resistance,"

"Oh not even close, you see I held a summit earlier this year, I caught everybody up to speed, those that didn't kneel decided to go to war," There was a pause for several seconds, Toshinori was about to speak again when Izuku continued, "They quickly keeled over though, I killed two, no three of them after all," With a move the former number one hovered away from the table as Izuku stepped to his face. "And the best part? I've bed another sixteen women since then," Toshinori looked apoplectic "That's right, I've got sixteen more Queens, nearly enough for a region each, of course there will be more once I conquer the new worlds,"

"Already planning your invasions?"

"No, no Toshinori, you see before the Fusion I was King of everything, now it's just a matter of getting the newcomers to understand, I am still King, they just need to learn that,"

"Bastard,"

"My parents were happily married when I was born thanks," Toshinori made a noise in shock as he was thrown into a wall. "I bed Nana again recently, well I say bed," He chuckled, taking great pleasure from Toshinori's rage filled face. "It was on top of a building," Mockingly he put a hand to his chin, tapping it as he pretending to try remember. "Oh yes, I bent her over an air conditioner for a few hours, letting her look over the city she so lovingly protects, I tell ya, when I called her my wife she melted, but when I called her by her name, when I called her Nana Midoriya, she fucking loved that, she begged me to call her that over and over again, she loves being my wife, as much as I love her,"

"You fucking,"

"Ah, watch yourself Toshinori, or I might see if she's up to recording a show for you, that's what you always wanted wasn't it? When she was training you? You wanted her just like I have her now, and she was a mother to you, you oedipal fuck, you're angry that I get to love her and you can't, that she doesn't love you,"

"I'll kill you,"

"You tried already," He responded flatly, "And look how it ended up, twice you tried in fact, and both times you got your ass handed to you, hell the only reason you survived after hitting Koichi was because there were witnesses Toshinori, the only reason I haven't killed you in our meetings is because then they'd know I did it," Silence settled for a moment, "Of course I'm not just here to brag that I'm doing your biggest wet dream," Sitting back down, he waved Toshinori back over to the table, "You can't escape here Toshinori, not again, the guards let me know about your recent attempts, you're going to die down here when I give the signal, until then stew in your anger and regret and know there's not a damn thing you can do to stop me, I've only grown stronger during my reign and now with the Fusion Doctor Garaki made a new upgrade to All for One, since we have literal aliens now, All for One as it was would've been possibly outmatched, but now? I can take that too," Saiyan activated while both hands glowed with a Triforce. "I will be the most powerful entity in the universe and everything will bow to me, and it's all thanks to you, willingly ruining your reputation during my rise to make me King, so thank you, for you sacrifice Toshinori, we'll see what we can do about getting you a game console and some games in here, make things more bearable while you watch your legacy fall apart," Now he began to leave the room, keeping Toshinori floating in the air. "Oh and by the way, Nana's thinking of baby names for when we finally do have kids," Looking over his shoulder, he met the furious gaze, "We were thinking of naming him after the man that put me on my throne, how's Yagi Midoriya sound?" Toshinoro didn't have time to respond as the doors hissed close behind Izuku, once again sealing the prisoner from the rest of the world.

He walked down the corridor, mildly confused. Even UA was closed today for celebratory purposes, the entire campus was empty. Even the accommodation population were with their families today. Kouta, Eri and Ana would be arriving home to spend the evening with their parents. (It was the best way to not disrupt their routines) It had been an almost cryptic text on his phone as he'd left Tartarus leading him. Toru had sent six words Come to where it all began. By logical deduction it was either going to be I-island, the PSA office or here and considering Roshi wasn't there to unlock his office and I-island was too far away, classroom 1-A was the only place it could be. At least as far as he figured and it wasn't like any of his wives were actually responding to his messages right now. No, that'd be too much help. Placing a hand on the door, he began sliding it open.

"I got your text honey," Looking down to his phone, he began pulling up the chat. "But uh, any reason behind the," He looked into the room, "Oh," Two Queens per seat left thirty-three unaccounted for. The Faculty as a group were gathered at teacher's desk in the front, eliminating another twelve, leaving twenty-one of his wives. That meant the seating were adjusted and a few more spaces found. Another row in the back took it down to thirteen without position in an already cramped room. Of them, four Queens managed to perch on the windowsill, leaving only nine Queens, Izuku found it oddly coincidental that the nine left were in fact the Perverts, he also found it interesting that they were up front with the Faculty. The nine however were in far less professional positions. Those being tied up. Frog tied on a desk was Mina, bright red ball-gag shining with spit in her mouth. Beside her on her stomach was Setsuna, hands tied to her ankles above her back. Nejire and Pony were tied up face to face, their arms straight behind their backs as they shared a gag. Himiko was next, attached to a steel rod, her wrists stretched above her head along with one leg in a vertical split. Camie was in a sort of pillory, forced to bend at the hip, beside her on another desk was Shoko, restrained in more of a stocks type device. Folded in half, her ankles were restrained above her head as her wrists were caught in the wall like restraint below her hips. Nemuri was probably the most excited looking one, each hand tied to the matching ankle as a metal bar kept her legs forcibly spread while she sat on another desk. Daisy ended the row, closest to the Faculty. She was between two posts, a wrist attached to either one, her feet were trapped in an array of bars around her ankles, set back from the poles. It caused her to lean forwards while also spreading her legs.

Another thing was that all nine of them were entirely naked.

Izuku ran his tongue over his teeth and sucked in a breath. "Right, not that this isn't a lovely surprise, because it is," Stepping into the room, he closed the door behind him and clicked it locked. "But uh, what's going on,"

"Ah sensei, you're right on time," Fuyumi began, "We were worried you were going to be late and started prepping the lesson in case,"

"Lesson?"

"Sensei, don't tell us you forgot," Shino giggled, tapping the blackboard. "You promised us a workshop if we all passed our theory exams," Izuku looked at where she was pointing. Written in white chalk, the words Breeding 101 stared back at him. Ryuko grinned,

"Come on, you must remember sensei,"

"Of course, how silly of me," He slid into character with ease as he crossed the room, "I must've mixed up my days,"

"It's okay," Tomoko shook her head, "We made double checked the calendars, the workshop's supposed to last an hour and a half, but the classroom is booked for a few more than that, just to make sure everybody gets their turn,"

"How considerate, so what did my lovely assistants prepare first?" Cupping Emi's chin, he smiled down to her.

"Well, uh, we," She stuttered dumbly, grinning into his eyes.

"We figured first of all, we needed volunteers to demonstrate proper conduct," Chitose finished for her, the blue woman shivered as he turned his gaze to her. "S-so, we,"

"There were plenty of volunteers," Yu continued, "As you could see we decided to mimic several different scenarios, so the students could find which one they prefer,"

"And where would I start?"

"Wherever you wanted to s-sir," Rumi blushed when he slid his arm around her waist. "O-once you're d-done with the, the volunteers, we-we were going to go next, t-to demonstrate the appropriate language,"

"That works for me," He purred lightly, "I think," Turning to the line again, he walked back down it, dragging his fingernails over the soft flesh he could reach easily. "First we need to address the uniforms," The classroom gulped as he looked around the room. Every single one of his wives wore an overly sexual version of the UA uniform. Blouses that had the top four buttons removed revealed plenty of cleavage and glimpses of colored bras. Pleated fabric that only technically passed as skirts revealed matching thongs or panties. Tights that hugged their pillowy thighs, accentuating the plumpness of their legs. Finally color-coded high heels that would definitely wouldn't be appropriate for an educational institution. He was certain it was either 'platform pump' or it was going to be one of the overly complicated and long names. Either way they were similar to those a stripper would wear. Mina moaned around her gag as he stood behind her, running a finger down the inside of her thigh.

"W-w-what w-would be the i-issue sir?" Momo stood from her seat next to Kyoka, curves jiggling from the movement.

"While I appreciate the effort you've all put in, your uniforms aren't quite the standard attire for such situations, these nine," He gestured to the line of Perverts, "Are also good however there are other options available, Missus Midoriya, since you've so kindly volunteered, could you come here to help me demonstrate one?"

"O-of course sir," Eagerly following his beckoning finger, she sauntered up to him. There was a small gasp as he hooked the 'top' of her blouse and tugged it lightly, pulling her closer to him.

"I take it this was your idea," He whispered lightly,

"Not just mine, Toru wanted to do something special to celebrate, Mina and Set suggested an orgy, I thought something a little more.. refined would do," She whispered back with a smile as he undid her blouse.

"Refined indeed Missus Midoriya," Announcing to the room as he slid her blouse to either side, he turned her around to face them. "A matching lingerie set does add some elegance in any scenario, unfortunately in some you might find such beauty... squandered in eagerness or desire," Running a hand over her exposed abdomen, he used the other to gently pull her sleeves down past her hands. "Now this style, I prefer to call the... curtain call, is brilliant in the situation of slow build up, wandering eyes find themselves pulled to every piece of exposed skin and then to the parts hidden away," Momo moaned lightly as he continued to lightly scratch her skin, "It's true that leaving certain things to the imagination can sometimes have more effect than baring all, would you like to select another volunteer Missus Midoriya?"

"H-how about," Every hand was in the air now, "Urbosa?"

"Wonderful, you can go and retake your seat, Missus Midoriya, if you care to join me at the front?"

"Y-yes sir," The tanned beauty rose from her seat beside Riju and walked down the column to him, high heels clicking against the floor. Her body shook with anticipation as he once again began undoing her blouse. A whimper passed her chewed lips as he reached behind her waist to undo her skirt. Letting both inadequate coverings fall to the floor, he gently turned her around to the class.

"Once again I see you've picked a matching set," He hummed lightly, gently running his fingernails up her arms. "Now while simple wearing simple lingerie works in almost any instance, it's more subtle than simply going nude but at the same time it also has a greater effect on your target, the goal isn't hidden by any means, but nor is it simply acquired, the target must now work for it and thus makes achieving it more rewarding, they have exert effort to win but that win is more thoroughly enjoyed, care to pick a new volunteer Missus Midoriya?" Urbosa stopped wiggling under his wandering hands and scanned the room.

"M-makoto,"

"Alright, please go and sit back down," Lightly tapping her ass as she walked away, he smirked as Makoto stepped towards him, exaggerating the swing of her hips.

"Ready, s-sir," Her face began to blush as he hooked her blouse and pulled her closer.

"Now I don't know if this one has a name," He undid her blouse, sliding it from her shoulders. "But I like to call it, conquered fort," Folding it over his arm, he then undid her skirt before turning her around. She shivered gently as his fingers ghosted up her spine before expertly undoing the clasp for her bra. "Now Missus Midoriya, if you could just put this back on," Sliding her arms back into the 'sleeves' of her blouse, she froze as he reached around her to redo the buttons up. "This style is for when you want to absolutely guarantee breeding success," After finishing the buttons, his fingers trailed up over her sternum, "Normally you'd find yourself dressed in your target's shirt, however a blouse like this will do in a pinch," At her shoulders, he slid back down her arms, "It often signifies your target has had time to recuperate and you expect another 'session' you have put minimal effort into dressing but that is to demonstrate your eagerness to undress again, going nude can work as well, however that only works when you are absolutely certain there will be no unwanted company arriving, for example if target had a flatmate, you should use the conquered fort style in case they are with your target at the time you attempt seduction,"

"B-but if my t-target is the K-King?"

"Then anything works," He muttered, "Absolutely anything can work on the King, he's a rather weak-willed man when it comes to his wives, they've been dressed as casually as possible in the most ill-fitting clothing and he's seduced the moment he lays eyes on them, now can you suggest our final volunteer Missus Midoriya?"

"T-tatami,"

"Y-yes?" Snapped out of her reverie, she looked at the pair in the front of the room.

"Missus Midoriya was just selecting you as our last volunteer before I get on with the demonstrations, could you please come to the front Missus Midoriya? Missus Midoriya you may return to your seat,"

"T-thank you sir," Makoto muttered as she hurried back to her seat, inner thigh shining slightly. Tatami nervously stopped in front of Izuku, who looked her up and down.

"Now as I said earlier, your uniforms are good, they aren't quite perfect," Tatami squeaked as he pulled her closer. His fingers made light work of the buttons. "This style is better used in spring and summer, especially warmer days, it's one I prefer to call 'car-wash'," Taking the corners of her blouse, he folded one over the other in a very simply knot. Pulling it tightly until it rested under her boobs, he adjusted the rest of the fabric to cover some of her bra. Turning her around to face the class, he grinned. "As you can see it's a very slight difference and you probably do not pay it much mind, that is a mistake, widely used as a trope in the media, this style does have a genuine effect and can often work wonders, normally however it is paired with Daisy Dukes, instead of a skirt, but I find it works just as well,"

"O-okay s-sir," Tatami whimpered lightly as his fingers ghosted her abdomen.

"You can rejoin your classmates Missus Midoriya," Tapping her ass lightly, he watched the flush run down her neck and appear on her ass cheeks. "You have three minutes, please pick a style I have demonstrated to use for our workshop today, any clothing you remove please fold up and place on your desk, Missus Midoriya," His eyes locked with Kaina's, "If you could go around and collect the unused clothing, we should keep them all safe in case somebody wishes to change style in our next workshop,"

"Of course sensei," Kaina tried to keep her face impassive, but broke into a weak flustered smile as she began picking up pieces of lingerie, blouses and skirts. Once a room of his seductively dressed wives looked back at him, Izuku clapped his hands.

"Wonderful now, let's get started,"

Unzipping his fly, he fished out his already erect cock. "In some scenarios, like the one I'm about to show you, your target may not feel the need to strip, ergo you may find yourself completely nude while he remains fully dressed," Mina gasped as he turned her around. "I shall try and give you all the best angle to observe," His green eyes met Mina's gold as he smiled. Her head tilted back as he rubbed the tip of his member against her slick, swollen folds. "Now despite having her forearms bound to her thighs, you see Missus Midoriya does have some movement, limited though it may be," Lifting her legs up slightly, he put her fists either side of her head as his other hand lined his prick up. Slowly pushing into her, he watched her eyelids flutter as saliva collected around the gag. "Some positions may make penetration more difficult, others however will make it much easier and so give you much more pleasure," Loudly his alien moaned, her cunt opening up with a familiar tightness around his dick. "I don't know if you can see it from here, but Missus Midoriya has now gained a small lump on her abdomen, while uncommon it is nothing to worry about, in fact under normal circumstances it means you have a higher chance of success, the bigger the distension the higher the chance, just remember to be careful, to much and," Ramming the last two thirds of his cock straight into her snatch caused Mina to howl in ecstasy. "You may find yourself overloaded," Pulling back out, he watched her breasts bounce while she heaved for breath. "In time though, you may find yourself, resistant," On the word he once again crammed his length back into her womb, pulling out just as fast, he grunted each word as he thrust, "To, the, effect," She writhed in orgasm, juices coating his dick as she tried to milk him for his seed. "Or you may find yourself lost in the pleasure," A quiet whimper as he began rolling his hips again, "If that happens, all I can advise is attempting to catch your breath and hoping your target also lost," There was a slick noise as he withdrew entirely cock still stiff as it hovered over Mina's body. Her head lifted as she tried to kiss the tip, forgetting about the gag in her mouth as her movement was restricted. "Otherwise you'll find yourself in a position such as this," It plapped against her body, getting her to shiver.

Pulling his hips back again, he lined up once more and began penetrating Mina's slicked pussy. Spreading her wide, he slid his hands between her folded legs. Holding onto her thighs as he filled her up, he groaned lightly. "Now watch closely, Missus Midoriya is about to demonstrate what happens if you do not focus on breeding," The tiniest of whimpers as Mina realized the situation she was in while he bottomed out. This time he didn't build up, instead pulling out to slam hilt deep again immediately.  Mina practically screamed, trying to throw her head back. Moving her slowly, he laid the pink woman down on the table, causing it to rock heavily as he hammered into her cunt. Rolling her head, she looked into the room of Queens, all watching intently as she suffered through a rigorous and intense fuck. Her body naturally accepted Izuku's dick with no resistance, but it gripped him like a vice regardless. After a minute or two, she twitched her way through an orgasm that made her eyes roll. Still their rutting didn't stop. Her hands, bound behind her back, twisted and clenched desperately trying to find something to latch onto. He lowered himself to gently bite and suck on the skin of her neck. Behind her gag, Mina wailed unintelligible words of appreciation and pleading to not stop. Eventually it grew to be too much, as her orgasm ripped up her spine, her walls clenched around his pistoning prick. He groaned into her flesh as she milked his orgasm for all it was worth.

Panting as he recovered, he gave her one more peck and whispered in her ear. "Perfect as always wifey," It caused her to preen with pride as she enjoyed the after sex glow. Standing straight he looked back to his wives. "Now as you can see by the tremors in Missus Midoriya's limbs, her body and mind have been temporarily decoupled, she's no longer able to focus on breeding and so ends the session, not able to continue until she has recovered, now if we move to Missus Midoriya here," Setsuna whimpered quietly as she felt him move into place behind her. Squawking as he pulled her hips to the edge of the table, he pushed her knees apart and stepped into the space between. Already he could see her juices glistening against her pussy lips. "Now both Missus Midoriya and Missus Midoriya are in a one-on-one situation, Missus Midoriya found herself face-to-face, which many positions don't offer, however because it requires minimal set up, she has a higher chance of success as she can attempt more sessions in the same amount of time and her partner's libido is less likely to be reduced during the shorter set up, Missus Midoriya here," He dragged a finger up Setsuna's slit, getting a quiet and needy whine. "Is bound entirely on her stomach, while requiring more set up, it is also better for longer sessions, making up for the time used to put things in place," Lining up and slowly pushing in, he watched her head lift. Izuku grabbed her dark green hair and pulled it roughly, getting her to gasp in pleasure. "Now Missus Midoriya also has an advantage when it comes to bondage and breeding," Her waist disconnected from her torso and legs, leaving just her firm ass and slick cunt as it swallowed his member. The still restrained majority of Setsuna was lifted away from the table and held up by Izuku.

Using one hand, he gripped the knot that tied her hands to her feet while the other remained in her hair. "Look at them all," He whispered in her ear, "All of them staring right at you, watching you get bred like a mare," She let out a weak noise as she chewed her lip. "You like it when they watch don't you? Just like back in the library, when anyone could've seen you, you like it when they do," Using another pair of arms, he gripped her waist when his hips reached her ass. "Now her advantage also comes with a significant drawback, Missus Midoriya enjoys being watched when getting bred, which means that if she leaves only the necessary parts for breeding, her composure can disappear at any point in the day," Sliding her juicy lips up and down his member, he watched her face change in the corner of his vision. "Much like Missus Midoriya there, Missus Midoriya is suffering the inability to focus on her goal, she wants to be bred, but the pleasure is too much for her slutty little mind, isn't it? It's making her lose focus, how do you think she can prevent it?" Miha raised her hand eagerly, "Yes Missus Midoriya?"

"Recognizing the pleasure is ultimately collateral to her goal?" Setsuna gasped as he ground against her walls.

"Not quite," Izuku shook his head with a smile. A third pair of hands began groping her breasts as he pressed her body against his chest. Melissa was next, "Missus Midoriya?"

"Turning the pleasure into her goal?"

"Close," He nibbled Setsuna's earlobe, a puddle began forming on the desk around their joined sexes. "She should be able to keep her mind by reminding her self that the longer she lets the pleasure go, the higher her chances of success, resisting the pleasure only makes it easier for it to overwhelm you after a certain point," Setsuna groaned as drool dripped from her gag. "Missus Midoriya here gave into the pleasure nearly immediately, this means she can keep going until her goal is accomplished," Upping his pace and power, he listened to her warbled noises. Soon she was squirting over the desk he was pinning her cunt to. Lifting his hips slightly, he began driving her into the desk, causing it to rock with each thrust. As he felt his orgasm grow, he growled into Setsuna's ear. "Make sure to thank them," Her body quivered, "Thank them all for watching you getting bred like a good whore, go on, thank them,"

"Mmnk ooh!" Setsuna shrieked as he deposited a large amount of cum into her womb.

"One day I'll start doing this with the intention of getting you knocked up," He purred gently, her face had gone as red as her gag. Laying her back down, he watched her body become a single piece again before pulling out. Much like with Mina, the moment her pussy was unplugged, it began leaking his jizz fervently. "Now  Missus Midoriya and Missus Midoriya here have found themselves in a threesome situation, both of them share a goal of getting bred, normally they can only go one at a time, however for this demonstration, I'll breed them both at once," The women moaned as he gripped them by the asscheek and lifted them up. Laying on the desk, he lowered them down. Limb Multiplier activated as he brought them down and both of them were quickly speared. Since it was only their torsos tied together, both were able to bend their legs, kneeling on the desk. Both felt tight around him as he let them slide down his member. Their bodies were so tightly bound together, he could feel the distention of their bodies. A second pair of hands grew to grope Pony's tight ass as his original hands slid over Nejire's waist to sink into her pliable posterior.

Nejire's hands waved around wildly as he bounced them on his prick. Their puffed, stiff nipples rubbed together as they alternated up and down. Not that either of them could say anything about it, the gag they shared now shining as their spit dripped off it. As he rolled his hips, neither could look their lover in the eye, not out of shame or anything of the like. No no, they were all married to each other as well after all. After the... well Izuku would assume after the second or third time they would be used to being tied to another lover intimately. The reason both wives avoided eye contact was simply because they couldn't control their eyes. Nejire's crossed so far they were surely about to see each other while Pony's had rolled up enough to be seeing the black of her eye sockets. Both whined, moaned and incoherently tried to beg for more. Izuku understood somewhat but was more than happy to oblige anyways. Lifting his chin, he looked at the room. At every desk his wives were clearly struggling to not masturbate or cause an all out orgy in the classroom. Grunting as he bounced both bombshells on his prick, he smiled savagely.

"I hope everyone is taking notes, once the demonstration is over you're all going to have a go," Nejire began to convulse over his cock while Pony merely tensed at an unbelievable level. Izuku felt their cunts tightening, "And it'll be sooner than you think," He could see their muscles relaxing as the orgasm washed over them, Pony tried taking a calming breath as Nejire merely wiggled her hips. A low purr, almost a growl crawled from Izuku's throat as his hands readjusted and clung to her hips. "On second thought," Whimpering came from both women as his cocks already returned to action in their cunts. He gave of several noises, none of which sounded human as he plowed up into their wombs. Neither woman could throw her head back but both tried to, lifting their chins together as if it could accomplish something. Once more they found themselves being split open as he distorted their bodies with each thrust. They each twitched through two more orgasms before he unloaded plentiful portions into them. Both of them sagged as if the bones in their bodies no longer existed. With soft movements, Izuku lifted them off his twin pricks and laid them on the table.

Himiko shivered as he put a hand softly on her hip. "Now this demonstration is going to be hard to see," With his other hand, he grabbed the pole above her restraints and spun it around. His vampire had her back now facing the room as her chin was lifted to make her look him in the eye. "However the situation Missus Midoriya finds herself bound in is a rather simplistic one," Lowering his grip by slowly running his hand down her leg, he watched her squirm. "Common in situations of desperation, Missus Midoriya has turned herself into a receptacle for donations of cum, you'll often time find exhibitionists in settings such as this, playing on the free-use kink, much like Missus Midoriya over there can often be found around her home stripped and bound in more unconventional places," Tatami went beet red, rubbing her thighs together as she tried to find something for her hands to do. "It often does result in breeding success, since receptacles are often public use, it does pose the issue of finding the... winner, shall we say," Himiko was able to move her head about as she groaned deeply.  "However in the case of Missus Midoriya here, that's not a problem," Inching further in, he watched her struggle against her bonds. Leaning in to her, he whispered, "Because I am the only one that gets to use you dear," A loud muffled scream as his hips smacked into hers. He let out a breathy moan as her cunt squeezed him. The heat made her skin prickle, one hand gripped her lifted thigh, the other her hip. Lips attached to the side of her neck. "Aren't I?"

"MPH!" She practically screamed as his hands slid over her body, squeezing her ass and groping her tits. Unrestrained, her head was able to drop forwards as he split her pussy open. Every time his dick filled her, she felt like she'd never recover, but the next thrust felt just as large. With every great slam, the details of his prick were ground against her walls. Despite the cool air, each breath was a steam cloud from her red face. Her eyes were hardly able to focus as they drooped to his defined chest. He stopped his nibbling on her ear and returned to her neck, forcing her to look back up. At the edges of her vision she could she her restrained wives. On her right were the still recovering, fucked stupid, red-faced Perverts. The left were the dripping wet, thigh rubbing, ready to get fucked Perverts. The blackboard took up the main portion of her vision and those words, fuck, those words. Izuku took them to heart and Himiko was feeling what that meant. Her fucking stomach was feeling what that meant, her spine, nerves, brain were fucking feeling it. Her third orgasm clouded her thoughts as her vision flickered.

"Now," He purred in her ear, getting even more whimpers and quivering from her quim. "You wanna act like a free-use dump, I'll treat you like a free-use dump, first, let's make you look the part," Her core practically exploded with heat when she felt him pulse inside her. Fireworks didn't do justice to the sensations in her head as he filled her up. She could feel his balls against her pussy lips, churning the cum into her. Number four lasted as long as he pumped into her. Soon she was swelling with seed and hardly able to catch her breath. His breath on her skin sent goosebumps over her body. Melting at his last kiss, Himiko cursed herself and not for the first time. This was why she was happy to be part of the Court, her mind was willing. God her mind was willing, but her body? If she were on her own, even with King's Lover and her Full House her hips would be powder by now. A civilian with Full House had little hope, hell Chitose was the first civilian of the Court and she'd hardly survived him back when he was just starting.

Camie didn't have any more composure when he finally stepped up behind her. Wiggling her hips enticingly from excitement, she squeaked as his hand cracked on her ass. "Missus Midoriya here, at first glance appears in much a similar situation as Missus Midoriya did just now," Himiko was slowly turned around to display herself to the room. His phantom whimpered at the sight of her wife, lined up against the other four. All of them were still recovering, or trying to. Already the room was smelling of sex and it only made her arousal worse. After being married with Izuku for three years, she knew the feeling of her juices leaking down her thigh. It trickled down her skin as he ran a hand over her smooth, milky cream back. A nail, a single fucking nail, dragged down her spine. Her fists clenched as she bit her gag and whimpered weakly. "However the pillory was actually a form of punishment, it was used for public shaming, citizens allowed to throw food and various items at the person in them, normally people weren't allowed to get as close as I am, only during the late twentieth and early twenty-first were they popularly used in a sexualized manner," Camie gasped as he pushed into her, holding her hips softly. "They're often used in tandem with things such as whips, or candle wax, or even body writing," Another crack against her ass and she moaned as he squeezed her ass. "Something Missus Midoriya is familiar with, judging from the marking here," It had been their first year anniversary when his wives had all surprised him with the tattoo. Contrary to Setsuna's idea however, they'd all gone for the same place as well.

He wasn't sure if the newer Queens had done it yet. Nemuri had, that much he knew, using it to goad him during his frenzy. It probably wasn't long until then however he was eager for them to reveal it. Especially considering what normally followed such a revelation. Another groan as he leant over to reach under and grope her breasts. Thanks to his height, the top of the pillory didn't really prevent him from reaching Camie's ear. "Maybe I'll add a few more hm? I'll start a tally of how many times I've pumped you full of cum," She bit down on her gag, not that it helped much. Drool dripped down her chin as he nipped her earlobe. "I'll start right here on your hip," A finger traced her skin, "Go around your waist, cover your tight little ass in tally marks," His nails dug into her flesh as his voice became a growl, "Go up and down your legs every time I spread 'em," If it was one thing that got Camie off, it was the pet and owner play. Even though the pillory was around her neck, she could almost feel his grip softly suffocating her. Keenly aware of it, she was still unable to compute the fact he was thrusting with enough force to rock her restraints. If she thought she was wet anticipating the session, it was like a drop in the ocean in comparison. The room no longer smelt of sex, it just reeked of her juices, cumming over his cock. When his hand gripped her hair it was practically over there and then. A slight tug, light spanking, the soft bites on her back. It was too much as he whispered such depraved thoughts into her ear. She had a choker yes, but if he gave her a collar Camie would spend every day on her hands and knees. All it took now was a heated gaze and she was bending over for him, giving her a leash would be like a dispensary for sex. The smallest tug, even the tiniest bit of tension and she'd be riding his prick like there was no tomorrow.

"Mhph!" Nodding was not an option in her state, all she could do was cry eagerly through her gag. Just as she couldn't move her head, Camie couldn't look away from the room either. Their forty-five wives were watching him take her, own her. He said himself as he whispered in her ear, fist still pulling her hair. Everything he said was crystal clear against any other noise ever made. Counting her fifth orgasm, Camie felt herself lucky to be married to sixty-five women, since on her own she'd never survive her lone insatiable husband. Not to say her wives couldn't tire her out, but she'd at least want to stop when she was tired. Izuku was like an addictive drug, the more she had, the more she wanted. Camie was pretty sure that if it had just been the two of them, she would've fucked herself to death riding him nonstop. Her fingernails dug into her palm as another orgasm roared up her spine like fire. A sudden repeating pulse had her eyes widen before her abdomen swelled from the load he dumped in her womb. Her eyes fluttered before she finally gained full control of them again. His harsh grip turned into a soft stroke of her head. The nibbling of her earlobe stopped as he kissed her cheek. Camie was grateful for the break.

"I love you," He whispered. Just like that, her willingness to stop evaporated. She knew she had to, but those three words stopped her from wanting to. It was like honey, the sweetest candies to her ears. Her fatigue remained a shadow but in the warm light of his sheer adoration it was nothing more than a faded coloring. There was a slight coldness as he pulled out, until she felt him by her ear again. "I'll be back," Camie smiled tiredly. He would be, she had enough time to rest before he came to melt her mind again. In the meantime she'd watch, or try to watch, him work his way through sixty-five other women. All of whom were as eager as she. His cum dribbled alongside her own down her thigh. Looking over, she could see him already making Shoko writhe. Muffled echoes of ecstasy echoed over the room as he whispered to her as well. Normally such a sight would ignite a level of jealousy, watching a spouse eagerly plunging into another woman. All Camie could feel was appreciation as her body shivered, trembling with aftershocks of their rutting. She had time to catch her breath and rest, but he'd be back. And with his history, stamina and sexual prowess,

It'd be soon.