(Bakugo POV)
In the following days, I must say I was very surprised by Jiro: as a musician, I can recognize talent, and I have to say that booty girl really has talent.
At first on stage she was very timid, but then she let herself go more and more. Of course, I forced her to give me blowjobs after every performance, but while initially she was always reluctant, later she took it almost as a way to thank me.
Now she gets on her knees practically right away, gathers her hair into a ponytail and spits on my dick before masturbating it with great energy and then sucking it.
When she behaves well, I even allow her to speak to me. Just today she told me: "You know, I was selfish at first to refuse to give you blowjobs: it's a way to thank you for the opportunity you're giving me, and then it's also a way to allow you to remain faithful to my sister. That way you avoid looking too much at all the little sluts hanging around you."
I must say I produced several excellent liters of cum that ended up in Jiro's stomach.
However, the constant presence of my ex-girlfriend Camie as the leader of our opening band is causing me a lot of problems. The interviews she gave when we broke up gave me a lot of trouble: she complained about how I treated her, but considering the scenes she made every day, I was far too good to her. It's time to remind that bitch who I am.
So I granted Uraraka another three days of suspension from her sexual duties in exchange for sneaking me into the dressing room of Camie's guitarist.
It's an elaborate piece of my strategy: Camie's guitarist is named Yoruichi, a very dark-skinned slut tattooed from head to toe, with a huge ass and a good set of tits, the typical example of a suburban rock band heifer that Camie adores.
Thanks to Uraraka, I managed to get into Yoruichi's private dressing room: since there was also a private bathroom, I got into the shower completely naked to wait for her.
I heard her come in, unaware of what she was about to endure, and as soon as she opened the shower curtain, I immediately pulled her inside.
I don't appreciate highly tattooed women, so my dick wanted to punish her anyway: I immediately grabbed her hair and pushed her head toward my dick before she could even realize my presence.
She opened her mouth almost as a conditioned reflex and began to suck while still looking at me with her eyes wide with astonishment. As soon as she tried to pull away, I grabbed her by the arms and pinned her against the wall: I held her tightly from behind her shoulders and shoved it inside her.
"Ahhhhh, what do you want?" she said.
I continued to fuck her hard to make her understand who's boss: it's hard to act tough when you have a big meat rod drilling your vagina.
I fucked her so hard that she had to hold onto the wall and couldn't even speak from how hard she was panting.
Only after quite a while did I tell her, "I need a favor."
"Does it involve Camie? Forget it!"
Evidently, that was the wrong answer: continuing to drive it into her, I also started hitting her in the kidneys, and the slut began to gasp with both pain and pleasure.
She tried to rebel, but then gradually she understood that for her own good, it was better to submit.
I bent her over at a 90-degree angle, and she turned her gaze toward me, her eyes full of tears but her mouth open and panting like a heifer being mounted by a bull.
I've learned that in front of a sufficiently virile man, these human-shaped pigs usually bend without too many problems.
I fucked her so hard that her legs started to tremble; I kept her standing with my strength alone, emphasizing that she had no chance of rebelling against such a male.
When I felt the orgasm approaching, I started going in and out harder and harder: the bathroom filled with the sound of my pelvis slamming against those big tattooed cheeks.
"You're going to help me, or else later I'll put it in your ass too!"
"No, please, not in the ass!"
"THEN OBEY, YOU PIECE OF SHIT COW!"
I rode her even harder while she began to scream in a mix of pain and pleasure, feeling my hard rod entering almost into her uterus. Shortly after, I exploded inside her in a huge internal orgasm and pulled out suddenly while her legs gave out and she fell into the tub like the idiot she is.
My big naked body loomed over her, and I stared at her, letting know that I was not to be messed with: I placed a foot on her vagina and started to push.
"Tomorrow I'll tell you what you need to do: you will obey, or you will endure this even harder."
Her reaction surprised me: she was trembling with pain, but she looked at me with a strange gaze and told me, "All right, master..."
I spit on her face: a lowlife woman like that deserves no respect from me... but my plan had begun.