"When are you going to let me go? I'm bored~" Nemuri Kayama said with smoothness and lust, hands and legs tied to the ceiling and ground respectively, as you sat in front of her on a wood chair tired and worn out by hours of deviancy...

You were a mercenary/super vilain. You take any works if it pays well. But even you started to regret this. You were tasked with capturing Midnight for a mysterious Quirk trafficking kingpin. That's why you've caused a little problem in the city center (you destroyed a bridge) to lure her, fight her, defeat her and take her in your hiding place.

Generally, you torture. But now, it's more her who's charging of it. All the techniques you've learned over the years? Aroused her. Your menacing aura? Didn't stop her from making small talks and flirting. And go on and go on...

"Could you at least tighten the ropes even more around my legs? I can almost feel the orgasm floating in the air~" Nemuri asked with a shameless smirk.

Please...

May that this stupid client come soon...