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PrincessGumdrop

PrincessGumdrop

Supernova
Joined
Mar 16, 2012
Location
Sasebo, Japan
Oliver stared at the hand that his lover had laid out and then to the anthro across from his lover. He was still trying to comprehend what had just happened. He had been told that his lover had bet on him, "On me?" he asked, looking over to his lover "You...bet...me? And...and then you lost?" he asked, looking back over to the anthro "What the fuck were you thinking!?" he screamed, angry at his now ex. He stood up from the table and slapped his ex, tears in his eyes. He couldn't believe what an asshole his lover had been. And now he was stuck. Even if Oliver didn't agree to the stupid bet he did believe in honoring a promise and that's what his dumb-ass ex had done. He looked over to the anthro and fidgeted, "Fine. Whatever, I don't want to be with you anyway." he crossed his arms and waited for his new...person?

"What am I supposed to call you anyway?" he asked, frowning even more. "And what is this deal? Am I supposed to be like your maid or something?" he asked, not really having paid attention to the details, though he was sure his ex didn't really look at the details of what was about to happen to him anyway. "Cuz, I'm not cleaning house, I can tell you that right now. I'm not a house wife." he said, looking the dragon up and down.
 
Damian's night had gone from good to great, he had been winning at cards for most of the night which meant more money in his pocket and that was very nice indeed but it didn't make his night great. What made his night great was when the cocky human male set up a bet regarding his lover as the collateral, if Damian lost he would have lost over ten grand but instead he pulled out with a win and now he was here to get his prize, though his prize seemed to be rather pissed off with his lover and Damian didn't mind that one bit, in fact he found it hilarious because he had expected this the whole time. Hell he probably would have been angrier than Oliver was if someone came home and told him that he bet him and then lost him in a card game, so he let Oliver have his screaming and slapping moments towards his lover well at this point probably his ex lover.

He cleared his throat as Oliver addressed him finally "my name is Damian, as for the deal you won't be a maid or work for me oh no the bet was something much more personal. "You see I have a rather unique taste for my partners, I don't see them as lovers but as pets or submissives and as such I am the dominant or master" he explain in a calm but firm tone. "You are now my pet to with what I please thanks to your lover there, I thought he was joking at first but he was very determined to bet you" he said in a playful tone. "Now you are to do what I tell you no matter what it is but don't be overly alarmed I'm not some crazy psycho guy that will abuse you, I believe in incentives and pleasure more than pain or force" he explained it like this was an everyday thing.
 
Oliver looked dumb founded and turned on his ex lover, hitting him as much as he could. "You fucking asshole jerk!" he screamed "Why the hell would you do something like that!" he continued to scream at his ex, as his ex tried to protect himself from the punches and slaps that Oliver kept throwing at him. Oliver just couldn't believe his lover would do something like that. He thought they had loved each other but apparently he was dead wrong. When he was done he took a deep breath and glanced over to Damian. "Fine." he mumbled, "I suppose I'll go with you, maybe you'll treat me better than this asshole." he grumbled. He really didn't believe it but he might as well make the situation better for himself, or at least try and think of it that way. He headed over towards his and his ex's bedroom and started to pack what he had in clothing into a bag. He really didn't have much, two bags is all that it took for him and he was quick about filling them. Only one bag was very important to him. It had his collection of things to remind him of his family, who he hadn't seen in a long time.

After he finished collecting his things he moved back over to Damian "Alright Damian, let's go." he said, clearly not understanding what it meant to be a pet. He may have been a catcher but he had always been the one to control the relationship. He was sure that Damian would see that he would have to work hard to tame this man. "Oh. And good luck on the doing what you tell me no matter what. This pet has a mind of his own. He will do as he pleases." he growled and moved out the door, waiting for the dragon to follow and take him where ever he was going to be staying until he was sure the dragon got bored of him.
 
Well it could have gone better but it definitely could have gone worse Damian thought to himself, he was glad to see that it was the lover taking the hits rather than Oliver turning on him though with his body the hits probably wouldn't have done much anyways. Even as Oliver screamed and hit his ex lover Damian just watched him admiring his smaller form with those lavender colored eyes of his, Oliver was definitely much more appealing that he could have hoped for, he could definitely imagine him in several sexy outfits. Soon enough Oliver was coming back to him though he couldn't help but notice that Oliver called him Damian rather than master, there was definitely going to be some teaching that had to be done he thought, it seemed like Oliver believed he would be able to do whatever he wanted but that was far from the case as Damian was very skilled at breaking defiant pets. He walked out the door as well leaving the ex lover sitting there with nothing to do now that he had lost quite a bit of money and his only source of comfort "Oliver I don't mind a pet with a mind of their own" he said in a calm tone.

While speaking he came up directly behind Oliver and pressed himself against him while wrapping his arms around his small form, it was a gentle light grip that one could easily get out if they wished to. His body much warmer than a humans "but eventually you will want to do everything I want to do because it will bring you true pleasure" he whispered into Oliver's ear. "Like I said incentives and pleasure are my way and I am very good at my way" his long hot tongue flicked out over Oliver's ear teasing him, "I think you'll come to enjoy being mine more than you ever enjoyed being with anyone else". His tone confident but not arrogant, he didn't exaggerate his skills or offer up something too incredible to be true he just gave Oliver the hot truth for now.
 
Oliver stopped in his tracks for a second when Damien called his name and said that he didn't mind a pet with a mind of his own. He wasn't sure what part of it caught him off guard, the way it was said or that Damien said his name and Oliver found he kind of liked it. Either way he still was going to be defiant. As the arms wrapped around him he started to pull away at the first words "I will never-" he stopped at the tongue teasing his ear. "I will not." he said and pushed out of the arms, "I will not be happy doing whatever you say." he mumbled crossing his arms.

He finally motioned "Are we going or what?" he asked, "I'm not going to stand out here all day listening to you babble about how good you are in bed. I'll believe it when I see it." he said, crossing his arms again. Oh, there was going to be a lot of training that needed to be done. Oliver was a stubborn man, he didn't take kindly to being told what to do. However, it was a free home, he couldn't complain about that. And he liked the fact that Damian seemed to want to take on a rather large challenge. If Damian could prove to him that he was going to enjoy him more than he had enjoyed anyone else, he would gain a lot of respect from Oliver.
 
Damian was hoping perhaps a little show of how he would treat Oliver would help the smaller male to calm down but he seemed to be just as upset still, he shouldn't have hoped such a thing since well it was there first meeting and Oliver had found out he was a pet to someone else because of a card game but he couldn't help it. "Well then I look forward to making you believe it Oliver" he whispered the name sensually into the feminine male's ear before going to his car, a simple black mercedes nice but not crazy expensive like those that felt like they needed to spend a lot of money for no reason. What Oliver didn't know was that Damian didn't want to take on the challenge he needed to take on the challenge, he was a master and as such he dominated those below him, such a thing became very addicting so breaking pets and then molding them into the perfect toy was his addiction.

He relished the thought that Oliver would resist him then break during a session, after the session was over he was sure Oliver would resist again and then break again, eventually Oliver would completely break and become addicted to his master's domination. He licked his lips at the thought of the proud little Oliver on his knees begging to serve Damian no matter what he had to do, "are you hungry for something? we can stop on the way home for food if you like" he said casually as he started the car up now.
 
Oliver shivered and followed Damian to the car, getting in and holding his two bags of stuff. He couldn't get Damian's voice out of his head. He was shocked by how sensual and demanding it was. It almost made him want to obey, almost. Oliver was much more stubborn than that. He looked out the window towards his home and frowned a bit when he thought about his ex just giving him up like that. He glanced over towards the dragon next to him. He had to admit to himself, he found the man rather attractive. His eyes and voice did him in, but he would keep that secret, he would never let Damian know that he had a thing for voices.

He looked back to the home and shrugged "Yeah, I guess." he said and fidgeted in his seat. "I'm not that hungry." he said, touching his stomach before closing his eyes. "What am I going to have to do for you?" he asked, "I'm sure food comes with a price. It seems everything is going to come with a price with you." he murmured.
 
Damian started the car and started to back out of the driveway as Oliver asked his question and murmured about everything coming with a price, "well that statement is a yes and no for me" he said calmly as he began to drive them home. "I won't starve you or anything if you don't do what I say because that's just being cruel, but there will be incentives" he explained in the same calm confident tone, "if you do well you will eat better, get nicer things, maybe even get to decide what we do sometimes" he said playfully but serious at the same time. "Now as to what you have to do for these rewards we shall call them will vary but usually they will be sexual in some way for certain, as I said earlier I am a dominant or a master and you are to be my submissive or pet as a result you will serve me" it was probably such an odd thing for Oliver to hear but it was normal for Damian.

"Now this doesn't mean I'm going to treat you like some piece of garbage or treat you like a prisoner and lock you in a room all the time, you see your happiness affects me because a happy pet is a good pet and I do love good pets" he said calmly but his voice was edged with lust now. "So really it depends on you on what you get, it can be a bad experience if you let it be or it can be the best experience that you have ever had" there was confidence there but not arrogance as he simply told Oliver the truth of what was going to happen.
 
Oliver looked annoyed by the answer that he was given but he nodded none-the-less. "Fine then." he murmured, he was hungry but he wasn't planning on eating all that well at this point in time "So you can forget asking me for anything as of yet. I'm not bothering to please you in the slightest." he spat back, setting his bags down and crossing his arms. "You can have a fun time trying to get me to please you, because I honestly don't give a shit. And what's keeping me from just leaving?" he asked, "I mean...don't get me wrong, I'll keep his fucking end of the bargain...but once I've decided it's enough, that's just what it is." he said and glanced over. "I'm only going to take so much of your shit." he glared out the window. He knew exactly what was keeping him from leaving, it was the promise that was made. Oliver might have been stubborn and selfish, but at the same time he was an honorable man. He would live up to his word, even if it was given by someone else.

When he heard the voice edged in lust he licked his lips. He fidgeted in his seat and shifted in his seat, he might not have wanted to be sexual with Damian, but that voice was going to get to him eventually and he was going to do his best to keep it a secret. "Where are we going to eat anyway?" he asked, "Mcdonald's or something like that?" he continued "Let me guess, I'll get a hamburger with nothing on it but the meat and bun? Or even better, just the bun?" he asked, "That seems fair enough I'm sure."
 
Damian couldn't help but smile playfully at Oliver as the smaller male spat out that he had no interest in pleasing the dragon at all, then came the what's stopping me from leaving part which was also in the dragon's plans for what might come up. But the truth was that they both knew Oliver wasn't just going to leave as he would never have come along if he were going to do that in the first place, now came the question of food and when Oliver mentioned mcdonald's the dragon hybrid could not help but laugh loudly. "Mcdonald's? not at all, that stuff is terrible for anyone, did you not see the six month test they did with their burger patties? they let them sit there for six months out in the open and the patty literally never changed, that is a testament to how much garbage they put into their food" he explained in a playful but serious tone so Oliver knew he wasn't going to be getting junk food like that.

"I told you I wasn't going to treat you badly" he said calmly as they took a turn "you will eat healthier than that and if you are truly hungry right now we can stop at a restaurant and you may order what you like" he said in the same calm tone. "As for not wanting to please me well I'm sure I'll be able to change your mind with a little time together after all I am quite experienced with this kind of relationship" his voice, his body language, even his eyes showed a confident dominant as he said those words as he had years and years of experience under his belt with breaking and dominating pets.
 
Oliver shook his head "Like I care." he said, "It tastes good." he chuckled and shrugged "We don't need to stop at a restaurant, a sandwich will do me just fine." he explained and continued to look through the window of the car. "Mcdonald's suits me perfectly fine." he mumbled and started to fidget with his clothing "I don't really care if you are good at this kind of relationship or not. I'm not good at this kind of relationship, I don't do control." he hissed, glancing over to Damian, "What gives you the right to own a person anyway?" he asked.

At this question he was rather annoyed, though looking at Damian his eyes made him shiver. Perhaps Oliver wasn't willing to be a pet for this dragon, but he was willing admit to himself that he was attracted to Damian. He never was one to like being controlled, but if anyone was going to try he found himself almost glad it was this particular man that wanted to do it. He eyed Damian again and shook his head "I'm perfectly healthy thank you. I go running every morning, and so help me god if you try and stop me from that, I'll leave as fast as I can." he said, looking at Damian dead serious about what he had just said. He was very serious about his running.
 
"Well if you truly want just mcdonald's that is fine with me, as I said I'm not going to force you to do anything" he said in a calm tone as he looked for the nearest mcdonald's now. The truth was Damian suspected that Oliver just wanted something simple because he believed that the less he took from the dragon hybrid the less he would have to listen, "as for the right to own a person well that would be money as money makes the world go round as they say" his tone calm as usual. "I am not the richest man in the world but I have more than I will ever need in three maybe even four lifetimes thus I can do things that most people will never be able to even dream of doing because I worked tooth and nail for my money over the years" he said that part firmly as he truly had worked hard for his fortune unlike some.

He grinned soft at the mention of the running "You are not a prisoner Oliver" he said the feminine male's name gently "so I will not keep you from running because if that body is from running every morning then I would want you to keep running" he switched to a playful charming tone as he complimented the smaller male openly. Finally they came upon a mcdonalds "you order as it is your meal and I shall pay" it was perhaps a little ploy to get Oliver to lean over to speak into the mic so he could get a better look at him and perhaps a bit of teasing.
 
Oliver eyed the other carefully when Damian chose that it was okay to go to mcdonald's. He wasn't sure how to feel about this man quite yet, but he seemed to have Oliver in mind when he made decisions. He rather liked that since his last ex made a rather large decision without him, without him even in mind. He settled down and listened to the man, "I suppose that makes sense." he mumbled "Though you didn't exactly get me by buying me, now did you?" he said, though his tone of voice said he wasn't going to argue much with the man. He saw where Damian was coming from, and decided that he would respect him for now. At least, apparently, Oliver would not want for anything. He could get used to that very quickly.

When Damian claimed he was not a prisoner, he frowned "I am too a prisoner, I didn't come here because I wanted to be owned by you, Damian." he hissed, "I came here because I believe in the honor of a promise...even if I didn't make it." he huffed, but left it at that. "Well, it is. So I will." he claimed when Damian said he would want him to keep running. He hesitated at the window before unbuckling and crawling slightly over the dragon to get to the menu and the mic. He glanced around it quickly "Ten piece chicken nuggets...and a regular coke." he said into the mic.
 
If Damian didn't know any better he would have believed that Oliver was acting this way to make him like him even more, granted he knew that this was probably just Oliver reacting naturally to everything that was happening but the way he acted so defiant yet cute at the same time just made the dragon more delighted to have him as a pet now. As Oliver leaned over the dragon now he had to take advantage of the position as this was Oliver at his most vulnerable so far, he did let Oliver finish ordering his food before making his move at the very least though, the dragon's strong hand reached around Oliver's body so that Oliver would feel it's warmth as it grasped the supple flesh of his backside firmly squeezing both cheeks together.

His other hand came to Oliver's chin to push it up gently so the Dragon could Claim the smaller male's lips with his own, Oliver tasted slightly sweet to the dragon hybrid or perhaps that was his imagination. The kiss was deep and hard yet not too demanding or controlling as Oliver had the choice to pull away if he decided to which Damian suspected the human would do soon enough so he would enjoy those lips against his for as long as he could, while he kissed Oliver that hand of his continued to knead and squeeze the plump cheeks of his new pet.
 
Oliver gasped when his ass was grabbed. He was a bit shocked by the hand size, having completely misjudged it. He didn't have time to care though as his face was facing towards Damian's soon enough and he felt the lips on his. Oliver blinked, pulling back after only a second though it felt like forever. He moved quickly to sit back in his seat, but not without a soft moan at the kneading. He looked away and towards his window, not saying a word. He hated that he kind of liked that Damian did that. He hated even more that it took him so long to realize how vulnerable he had made himself. He crossed his arms again before waiting a few minutes and then digging into his pockets and handing Damian money "Here. It's not like it's mine anyway." he mumbled.

He was dead right when he said that and meant for it to be taken very literally, he had not earned that cash at all, unless someone counted pick-pocketing earning. It was a slight habit of his to pick-pocket, though he was very quickly growing out of that habit and only doing it to annoy people for the most part. He was sure he would manage to do the very same with Damian if he could take note of anything worth taking for a little bit on the dragon, "It should be enough to pay for the meal." he mumbled.
 
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