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Full House Bet (Gumdrop x Blondie)

Oliver gave groan as he was pulled back and away from he cock. He had his mouth open and his tongue hanging just slightly out as if he was ready for the cum that Dru so clearly wanted to give him. He smirked a bit of his own closing his mouth. "Still think that you can handle me?" he whispered, taking a small jab at Dru's expense. Dru had never seen him like this before, he had made sure of that. He licked his lips and followed the other as he was moved in-between his master's legs. He was about to do exactly what Dru was letting him before his hair was grabbed and he was shoved down to Dru's balls.

This did not make him hesitate in the slightest and he happily started sucking on the dragon's balls assuming that's what he wanted. He sucked gently, only getting slightly harder and more urgent as he went. At least until he felt the crop push the vibrator further inside of him. He gave a gasp and was pulled back to the top of the cock. "Yes," he murmured, licking the tip as it was pushed to part his lips. He wanted to suck on the cock in front of him but Dru wouldn't let him. He moaned and almost seemed to whine when he felt the crop smack him hard. He screamed, giving Dru the perfect opportunity to shove his cock as much as he wanted to into his mouth.

He gave a half scream half moan as the man smacked his ass to punctuate what he was saying. "Yes, master." he murmured and groaned as the cock was pushed into his mouth and he was allowed to go to work again. And go to work he did. He was putting his whole body into as he pushed his head along the cock taking it as far as he could, swallowing, groaning and then repeating the process. He did this a few times before pulling back quickly and licking from tip to balls. He sucked on the balls a bit longer than he probably should of but he was going to prove to Dru that his aggressive side was one not to be trifled with.

Sure enough after he felt satisfied of this he went back to sucking the cock, looking up the body at Dru, daring him to cum, daring him to fuck Oliver's face as he did so. He groaned as he pushed the cock further down into his throat and then pulled back up again. "Master, please...I want your cum." he whispered against the cock and sucked on just the tip.
 
The minx was there -teasing, flirting, offering a flippant comment- and gone. The cum hungry slave reemerging, going for his master’s balls, suckling and licking at them. Normally Dru would be fascinated by the extreme personality flip, but he was far too intoxicated with the boys actions, and one of the personalities, to give a damn. So once Oliver finally had Dru’s cock in his mouth, he let his hand remain on Oliver’s head and his head loll back to rest against the side.

Oliver didn’t just stop with the tip though. He took the whole thing down his throat. Dru couldn’t stop himself from moaning loudly. Oliver repeated it, earning loud moans from the dragon. Dru was so preoccupied, he forgot about the crop in his hand. He was close to cumming when the boy pulled off of him. A growl was emitted as he popped his eyes open, them having closed at some point, to see Oliver attending to his balls. He didn’t say anything, but the look he gave his slave was one of a very dissatisfied master. Then when Oliver looked up, Dru knew the boy was testing him. The look he gave him was that of the minx. The words he spoke were of a sex hungry nympho.


So Dru smirked right back at Oliver and set down the crop. He ran both hands through Oliver’s hair once time and purred, “As you wish.” He tightened his hands around Oliver’s hair and pulled the boy’s head down his cock, moaning. He wasn’t about to be the only one toyed with though. As he shakily pulled Oliver down onto his cock again, his tail wrapped around Oliver’s cock and started to move over him, squeezing tightly. He wasn’t slow about it. His tail hugging the cock tightly as it moved back and forth, the tip prodding the slit on the head. After a couple seconds, quite a few strokes of his tail over Oliver, Dru started to really use Oliver’s mouth. He pulled the boy’s face down as far as it would go each and every time. He even thrust slightly up into Oliver as he brought him down. Within a few moments, Dru pulled Oliver all the way down and let himself go.


Dru came in Oliver’s throat, his cock fully immersed, hidden to the base. He held Oliver there till he was sure he was done squirting his juices and then slowly pulled Oliver off so only the tip of his cock was left in the mouth. “Was that what you wanted my little cum dump?” he purred, his tail still working as if it had a mind of it’s own.


The moment Oliver’s mouth was off the dick, Dru put the cock ring back around himself. A hand was placed back in Oliver’s hair, lightly petting, while the other hand picked up the crop. He ran it down Oliver’s spin to the swollen ass below. He rubbed each cheek with the leather and then nudge the viberator. He pressed it in briefly and then moved the toy around in Oliver’s ass. He then chuckled and pulled away. He set down the crop once more and grabbed Oliver, his tail unwinding from Oliver’s cock.

Dru had no problem hoisting Oliver up and turning him around. Within a second, Oliver was on Dru’s lap, the toy being pressed up into his ass from the pressure, his arms and back pressed to Dru’s chest. Dru didn’t stop there. He grabbed the spreader bar and hoisted it up to Oliver’s chest so the boy was in something of an upright fetal position. Dru’s free hand went to Oliver’s ass and groped it, his tail coiling around Oliver’s cock and squeezing. “Any requests my pet?” Dru whispered into Oliver’s ear his tail starting to pump around the cock it held, his nails digging into the ass. “How many more times should I get you off before permitting you to finally have some cock?” he licked Oliver’s jaw line and then went down to his shoulders, skipping the collar. “Perhaps I should milk you dry before finally touching your asshole with anything but the viberator. How would you like that?”


He raised his leg slightly, pushing the viberator further into Oliver’s ass if possible. His mouth biting down on his shoulder. Tail pumping faster. He laughed softly, “You seem to like pushing limits. Maybe we can push that one. No cock for you until you’re all dried up like the other day.”
 
Oliver was loving this. Dru seemed to be completely taken in by what he could do with his mouth and it only pleased Oliver further. When he saw how annoyed the other looked with him he couldn't help but smirk. He loved to toy with other peoples satisfaction, though he was not nearly as patient as other people were when it came to him losing satisfaction, but what the hell, right? He eyed the smirk and then glanced over to the crop being set down before he was grabbed. Oliver smirked even more, at least as long as he could until he was forced down on the cock.

He let out a loud groan that vibrated along the cock as he was forced to take it. Then he felt the tail on his cock and gave yet another moan. The tail would have been driving him crazy had it not been for the vibrator in his ass and his mouth being used like a hole. Soon though he didn't even have time to breath as the other was cumming down his throat. He coughed a bit as he was let up, but kept every last bit of cum down. He nodded as the other asked him if that was what he wanted. Oliver's eyes were glazed over as he watched Dru but the cock ring back on.

He leaned into the hand that pet him slightly and hissed at the crop. As the vibrator was pushed further inside him he hissed even more. His body was on overload again. His cock was straining against his stomach as the other toyed with him. However, when the cock was left alone he wanted nothing more than to have that tail on him again. That wasn't what was going to happen though, he was placed on Dru's lap and the vibrator hit just the right spot inside of him to cause him to cry out and shake lightly in Dru's lap. Sure enough, what he wanted was given to him as the tail came back and pumped him.

He groaned at the lick to his jaw and shook his head when the other suggested milking him dry. "P-p-please." he mumbled, not really saying which he would prefer. He wanted cock, he wanted nothing more than cock at the moment, his ass was begging for it. Then again, that vibrator felt amazing against his spot. His hips were automatically humping the air and shoving his cock into the hole the tail had created. He finally managed to open his mouth again and speak what he wanted, "please no...I want cock, I want real cock. Please." he murmured and moved his ass slightly, only to cause even more pleasure.

"F-fuck me like I'm nothing more than a toy, master, please." he said, "like I can't break." he managed to clarify.
 
((Oliver’s cock is in Dru’s tail = it’s a COCKTAIL for disaster for Oliver!! :D …. I’ll let myself out.))


Dru chuckled hearing Oliver’s pleas for cock, to be fucked like a toy. Watching as he rolled his hips against the air -trying to fuck his tail- quivering and quaking, desiring more. Writhed and moaned each time the viberator was forced deeper into him and pressed all the good spots with its gyrating. All of it had Dru’s cock hardened. He couldn’t stop himself from purring seeing Oliver relapse into this state.


“Are you sure?” Dru asked softly. His tail released Oliver’s cock a bit and the tip of his tail started pulling at the cock ring. He licked at the jaw in front of him once more tasting the boy’s salty sweat now. The air in the car was finally starting to smell of their stench despite the circulation of cold air. “How about a compromise?” he questioned, his tail pulling Oliver’s cock completely free of the cock ring.


His hand slid from Oliver’s ass cheek to his hole, playing with the toy’s speed. Meanwhile his tail had re-wrapped itself around Oliver and was ever so slowly moving. “Keep your knees up.” Dru ordered and the hand that had held the spreader bar to Oliver’s chest went down to Oliver’s hip, his other hand receding to the opposing one. His tail released Oliver’s cock again. There was two snaps and Dru then lifted Oliver up and the viberator was pulled from his ass via Dru’s tail. “I’ll give you want you want, to some extent.” Dru said, his cock at Oliver’s asshole now with some guiding from his tail, “I’ll give you cock but I won’t fuck you like a toy. Not yet.”


He dropped Oliver onto his dick. His hands slid up Oliver’s legs as the boy fell onto him, keeping his legs pressed to his chest. His tail withdrawing from between the two. Dru let out a loud moan, his nails digging into Oliver’s legs once he was sure the boy was done falling. His breathing was heavy and Oliver could feel his cock pulsing inside of him. He held steady though and didn’t start fucking Oliver. Rather, one hand returned to the spreader bar keeping his legs up and the other reached around grabbing Oliver’s dick. “You have a cock in you now.” he breathed out, the tail lightly touching the viberator to Oliver’s balls. “Now I’ll jerk you off a few times before I consider fucking you.”


His hand then started pumping over Oliver. He knew the boy wouldn’t last long without the cock ring. On top of that, with his girth of his cock spreading his asshole and the viberator on the sensitive balls, Dru knew he would cum soon. He had been verging on cumming before from the looks of things and now, with all this new attention Oliver would most likely cum again. “Do you want it on the floor so you can lick it up later?” he growled, feeling the subtle viberators around his cock and Oliver squirming, “Perhaps you’d rather I let you cum on yourself so I can lick it off and feed it to you. Hm...which one would you like my pet? How would you like to eat your own cum?”
 
((I'm done...you did not. LOL))

Oliver nodded quickly and gave a louder moan as the other pulled on the cock ring. He closed his eyes as Dru licked him and pulled his cock ring off. He felt his body twitch at the change in speed, it was slowly driving him crazy. He didn't want a compromise he wanted to be fucked. Oliver did the best he could to keep his legs up as Dru wanted, though he was very confused by what Dru was doing, at least until he felt the vibrator taken out of him. It made him feel so empty. He squirmed trying to get the vibrator back in, however, he felt the cock instead and he sat up a bit straighter in Dru's lap.

"B-B-But!" he said as he was dropped onto Dru's cock. He gave a groan and arched his back, his bit his lip and opened his eyes. "Fuck...please fuck." he murmured. He didn't like having a cock inside of him and it not be moving, but then the nails dug into his legs and he could only scream. The cock pulsed inside of him and he just knew he was going to go crazy like this. Next was the vibrator, when he felt that it was all over. He moved his hims regardless if Dru didn't want him to fuck. The vibrator just felt too good.

The hand followed quickly after and moments later, he was ready, he was about to let it all go when Dru asked him the questions. "A-anywhere, I don't care. Please, I just want to cum. I'll eat it off the floor, I don't care!" he groaned and found he couldn't hold it anymore and came. He moaned loudly and when he finished he tried to catch his breath. His body shaking from his orgasm, twitching and his ass clenching against Dru's cock inside of it. He closed his eyes once more and continued to catch his breath, "fucking...please...fuck me." he whispered, urging the other to fuck him. At this rate he would easily pass out before Dru even came close to being worn out.
 
((It’s the funniest thing. I was doing something else and that awful joke dawned on me. I started laughing out loud at work because it was so awful and I had to share. You’re welcome xD))


“Floor it is.” Dru said and aimed away from the two of them, spotting the carpet. He pressed the viberator against Oliver’s balls just a tad harder, hoping to enhance the high as Dru moaned with Oliver feeling his muscles clenching his cock, unintentionally tormenting the dragon. His knuckles turned a light purple from the force of his hand clenching the spreader bar, his eyes closed, and jaw clenched. As Oliver came down from the high, his ass relaxed slightly allowing Dru to regain his self control.


Dru heard the begging and crack his eyes emitting a chuckle. The laugh reverberating through his body shaking the two of them slightly. It turned into a purr and Dru lathered the boy’s jaw with his saliva again. “Not yet.” he whispered bringing his hand up to the whore’s mouth suddenly demanding with a nip to the wet flesh, “Clean my hand.”


He pressed his thumb to the slightly opened lips feeling Oliver’s labored breath on his hand. As the boy licked and ate off his own cum, Dru turned and rotated his hand to make it easier. His tail didn’t rest even as this happened. The viberator slid upwards, from balls to cock. As it moved upwards, the tail wound itself around Oliver’s cock once more. By the time it reached the head with the viberator, the tail had fully encompassed the cock, rhythmically squeezing, the viberator rotating around the edge of the head.


With a freshly cleaned hand, Dru grabbed for the warming lube once more. “Time to actually put this to some good use.” he mused, carefully taking the top off. His tail moved the viberator as not to coat it, and Dru poured most of the remaining liquid onto the head, his tail starting to move in an effort to disseminate it. “How many more times should you cum on the carpet before I give you what you want?” he pondered, his tail moving faster.


“One?” He put the cap back on the lube, his hand exchanging places with his tail.

“Two?” The viberator was held above Oliver’s cock, making circles around the head once more as his hand pumped over the length.

“Hmmm…” he hummed amused, lightly pushing his hips up against Oliver’s ass pushing his cock just slightly farther in. “Maybe I’ll just jerk you off until you pass out.” He bit at Oliver’s shoulder. “Tie you to the roof again sucking you dry. Beating your ass red. Exploring with the viberator.”
 
((It is pretty funny. I would have loved to see you at work laughing! LOL would have been great))

Oliver gasped as the vibrator was pushed towards his balls even more. It did exactly what Dru was wanting and forced his high to last even longer. He continued this way until slowly his senses started to come back and he could understand what Dru was telling him. Though, it didn't really matter since his body was on autopilot and he was already licking at the hand in front him. He hummed as he sucked on the fingers, enjoying the ease of access to the hand.

When he felt the vibrator along his balls and cock and then that blasted tail on him he gave a moan and bit his lip. His entire cock was extremely sensitive and every tiny little motion was killing him. He glanced at the warming lube and tilted his head. "W-what?" he asked, confused as to what Dru meant by putting it to some good use. He gave a groan as the tail continued it's job and bit his lip. He shook his head, "N-no more! Give it to me now...please" he groaned.

Again the other didn't listen and when on giving him one or two times. He shook his head again, "Master, please, fuck me...I want you to fuck me." he groaned and moved his hips the best that he could to encourage the other. He tensed his ass and tried to get the other to enjoy his ass. When he felt even just the tiniest push inside of him he gasped "Yes! Please!" he groaned, hoping the other would actually fuck him.

"No! Fuck me now, please!" he moved his ass even more trying to get the other to give in and fuck him, "where is that dragon that fucked me senseless the first time we met?" he growled, he was slowly starting to grow impatient. Granted he had cum and he loved it, his body was still wanting to fuck and his ass was getting very annoyed by it not being fucked the way he wanted it to be, the way he was told it was going to be. "Perhaps I need to be disobedient to actually get a good fuck out of you?" he smirked.
 
Minx.

He smirked right back. “Oh?” he asked his hand slowing to a snail’s pace. Loosening its grasp. His tail pulling the viberator away. “You intend to be disobedient?” he purred into Oliver’s ear. The hand holding the spreader bar grabbed the loop on the collar with the thumb, holding Oliver’s legs and neck together before pondering, “Tell me my pet. How you intend on doing that?”

“Do you...” he drawled, pulling his hand completely off of Dru’s cock, “plan on squeezing your tight little asshole around my cock?” He leaned down and bit Oliver’s shoulder, his lathered fingers running up and down the boy’s thighs. “Claw me with your hands?” he asked, feeling Oliver’s hands on his torso. “Moan?” he laughed out.

A moment of silence fell over them, his hand just running up and down Oliver’s leg. “Admit the truth and I’ll give you want you want.” he purred, his hand running down the inside of Oliver’s leg now, just missing the shaft to lightly run his nails over the balls. “Tell me...” he licked up Oliver’s shoulder, skipping the neck to his ear, “if you really like this.” He stroked Oliver’s cock. “Tell me if you don’t.”

“Tell me, do you want to go back to your old life? Hiding in the closet as a richy rich snot?” he kissed the back of Oliver’s neck. “Or would you rather stay?” He pushed his cock up into Oliver with a light thrust, “Having a nasty, controlling dragon fucking you and having you fucked senseless on a regular basis.” The hand that had roamed Oliver’s leg stopped.
 
Oliver groaned as the other started to pull away from him after his threat to be disobedient. When he was questioned, he did realize that he was in no position to actually be disobedient. He could simply not be willing, but Dru had proven in the past that that didn't matter to him. At the moment there was nothing that he could do, sure, he could threaten to do it in the future, but he was pretty sure that Dru wouldn't care about that.

As the hand ran up and down his leg he listened to Dru's proposition. Tell him the truth and get fucked like crazy. Sure, that was easy enough. He arched into every single touch, trying to get more out of it. But Dru seemed to know exactly how to drive him crazy when it came to toying with him. However, his heart felt like it was going to stop when Dru told him what he wanted to know. "I-that isn't a very fair question." he managed to get out, biting his lip.

"Of course I want to go back to my old life." he said, giving a slight moan at the kiss. "B-but," his voice trembled as the cock pushed into him further, "but I like the fucking senseless....a lot," he said. He was trying to be as honest as possible in something that he honestly didn't know in the moment. Plus, this wasn't exactly the moment to be asking, of course at this moment he would say anything that Dru wanted to hear if just to get the fucking he wanted. He move his hip slightly and groaned "Please, Master....I can't tell you the truth like this, I don't know!" he groaned and tried to get the other to fuck him. "I want my old life, but I...I like this one as well." he arched his back and hoped it was going to be good enough for Dru.
 
Dru chuckled softly watching, feeling Oliver squirm on top of him. Perhaps it wasn’t fair putting Oliver in the situation. Getting him all riled up and stopping to ask him something. It was certainly a fair question. So as Oliver writhed and tried to clear his mind for an answer, Dru held Oliver and waited until the boy cried out that he didn’t know. Dru was about to comment when Oliver stated he liked both. It made the dragon smile. “You’d be too proud and stubborn to answer at any other time than this.” he chuckled, “When I have you so unraveled that you act on instinct and raw emotion.”


Dru grabbed Oliver’s rear and lifted him up, nearly taking him off of his shaft and let him fall down onto him once more. “It’s good to know that there is a small corner of you that truly enjoys this.” He repeated the motion, his occupied hand following suit to keep Oliver’s legs to his chest.
“Of course,” he did it again, “I could tell there was that part of you the moment you gave in without any aid.” He kissed Oliver’s shoulder again. Then really started going at it without pause.


He used Oliver the way he had said he would, like a toy. He lifted the boy up and down like he weighed little to nothing. Seamlessly pounding up into him and then lifting him up till he was just about to pop off. His tail quickly released the viberator and grasped ahold of Oliver’s cock, easily getting dragged into the motion of it all while squeezing and coiling to it’s own rhythm over Oliver.


After a minute, Dru’s cock was throbbing. Aching to release a load into Oliver’s somehow still tight ass. The cock ring prevented him from doing so, or at least made it extremely uncomfortable. So he growled, focusing on pounding into Oliver just a little harder. Just a little faster. His tail tightening to try and make the boy release again so he could take off the now loathsome ring.
 
Well Dru wasn't wrong, Oliver would most likely not answer a question like this at any other time, at least not truthfully. As he was lifted he was about to complain, the other said he would give him what he wanted if he told him. But right then he was dropped and the only thing that came out of his mouth was a loud moan. This was exactly what he wanted, and Dru clearly was not going to waste any more time as he got right to fucking him like the toy he was.

Oliver was shocked at how fast and hard that Dru was able to actually fuck him. Nothing but moans and screams left his mouth as the other continued to have his way with him. He groaned as he felt the tail back on his cock and yet another when he felt the cock throbbing inside of him. With each thrust and throb Oliver got closer and closer to yet another climax.

This would put him again close to where he was the few nights before, with six men. Dru was seriously about to tire him out as much as six men had. He was in shock. He felt the tip of Dru's cock touch his little bundle of nerves inside of him and then it was smashed into it hard. He screamed and quickly came, having not expected to feel it directly.

Even though he had cum he was riding the high that Dru was giving him. His brain was a cloud of lust and he wasn't able to comprehend anything that was going on around him his brain was on one thing and one thing only. He did his best to move his hips along with Dru but Dru was working too quickly and too hard for Oliver to keep up in this particular position. What was worse for Oliver is he could feel his consciousness slipping from him. All he wanted to do was close his eyes and rest as the other man fucked him silly.
 
Loud scream. Ass clenched. Body stiffened. Oliver had cum seconds after Dru found his sensitive spot. It made the dragon purr, seeing the boy release so easily. It pleased him more as the boy practically went limp in his hands. He was clearly close to his limit. “Don’t pass out just yet my pet.” he purred as he pulled Oliver off of him with a pop, his tail unfurling. He placed his toy in his lap and started to undo the fabric around Oliver’s arms. Once he had freed him of that, he quickly rid himself of the cock ring completely, from balls and dick.


Once he had placed them aside, he turned his attention back to Oliver. He pulled Oliver off of the seat he had placed the boy on and pushed his face down towards the floor where their cum spotted the floor. He placed himself behind Oliver, the boy’s legs already spread for him due to the bar, prodding the puckered entrance lightly. His tail sought out Oliver’s cock again, winding about it, squeezing. “You have to clean up your mess remember? You told me to choose if you would clean it up off of the floor or if you wanted me to lick you clean.” He ordered Oliver, leaning over his back to push his face down towards a glob of jizz. “Get,” he started before thrusting himself into Oliver, “cleaning.”


Both hands sought out Oliver’s hips grasping them tightly, claws digging into pliable flesh, flesh smacking flesh as he started hammering away into Oliver. He sought out Oliver’s sensitive spot; tilting his hips, toying with the speed, altering the pressure used. Yet, his desires took hold and overwhelmed before he could hear his fuck thing scream the way he had before. He had held it too long, over extended himself. His cock pulsed to the point Oliver could easily feel it. So with a few last forceful thrusts, Dru released his load into Oliver. Pounding harshly, their skin slapping together loudly. Their skin abused to the point of flushing pink.


As he used Oliver to milk himself, his tail sped up. Sought to milk the boy as Oliver was syphoning his own juices. The tip of the tail rubbing the slit at the end. The thicker portion moving about Oliver’s shaft squeezing and releasing as it quickly slid back and forth over him. Even as Dru leaned over Oliver to catch his breath, his cock aching from the strain of pouring everything out, his tail continued. “Come on,” Dru huffed out clearly having exerted himself, “you can cum one more time you little bitch.”

He leaned back and smacked Oliver’s ass as hard as he could from his position, leaving his cock holstered in the boy. He smacked the boy’s ass again. His other hand ran down Oliver’s back and grabbed his hair, pulling his head away from the cum on the floor. His hand met ass again. Dru began lightly thrusting once more, his cock softened from the prior activity but slight hard enough to be of use. “You can take on six men,” he purred gaining back some energy and his breath, “but you can’t handle one dragon?”
 
Oliver shook his head when he was told not to pass out, though he was very confused by his arms being undone. When he was pushed to the floor, he finally saw why and caught himself as he obediently started to clean the cum off the floor of the limo. He gasped as he was fucked again, he could feel the dragon shaking a tad bit, and after he was filled with Dru's cum he could hear the man panting. He smirked a little bit as he continued to clean feeling the other release inside of him. The other trying to get him to cum again.

He squirmed as the claws clenched into his flesh and tail messing with his cock. He smirked even more as he was pulled away from the floor and was mocked about not being able to handle just one dragon. "What's that say for you, master?" Oliver managed to question in his haze, "you are exhausted after just one little human. I took on six." he groaned at the thrust. And did his best to not scream as the other slapped his ass. He also did his best to sit on his knees, forcing his back against Dru's chest.

"Tell me master, what does it feel like to be out down by a small little human like me?" he smirked and closed his eyes, "I haven't passed out yet." he said, feeling himself fade ever so slightly. His cock was aching at each thrust and slap to his ass. It wanted to cum again, but Oliver really wasn't sure he could without hurting. He did the last time, and there was little difference this time, he was being pushed to his limits and though he did enjoy it, it did hurt as well. He opened his eyes again, only to shut them again, he was going to pass out soon if Dru didn't admit defeat. He would most definitely have to.
 
Dru smiled, releasing Oliver’s hair. His hand slid down and yanked on the collar still hugging Oliver’s throat to hold the boy’s back to his chest more firmly. He dug his claws into Oliver’s hips and chuckled out, “Big talk from a cum dump.” His hot breath hit Oliver’s ear and wet skin. He started pumping his hips a little faster, cock gaining back lost girth. “Keep in mind, those men who fucked you senseless only got out one or two loads. I’m still going.” he tugged on the collar a little harder. The hand on his hip softened its grasp and then smacked the side of Oliver’s ass.


“I still have, hm…” he hummed returning his hand to clutching Oliver’s hip, “2 or 3 good loads to blow. Even after that I could still get off maybe 2 or 3 more petty ones.” He released the collar and that hand sought out Oliver’s hip as well; clawing it just as hard as the other hand, his thrusts gaining power. “While you,” he laughed, “can’t even keep your eyes open.”


He sought out Oliver’s sensitive spot once more; tilting, angling, forcing himself deeper in search of it. He even relocated his hands so he could lift Oliver slightly, force his cock just a little bit deeper. A little bit harder. So he could force Oliver’s ass down onto his cock rather than just relying on his own movement. “I’ll have my way, pet.” he moaned out, their skin started to slap together once more, his cock full sized now. “It’s going to take me longer and longer to cum those 2 or 3 times. To build up a big enough load to fill your asshole” he grunted, slamming Oliver down onto him again.


His nails were raking into the skin. Lightly breaking the soft flesh, blood welling at the tips of his claws. His tail hadn’t paused while he adjusted or talked to Oliver. It had continued to move over his shaft, squeezing harder, the tail prodding the slit. “I want you to scream like the little whore you are.” he growled out, still seeking, thrusting, pounding.
 
Oliver gave a light gasp when he felt the collar be yanked. He hissed at the claws and shivered. He yipped at the strike to his ass, letting his eyes go wide when Dru admitted to being able to cum another 3 times and then possibly another 3. There was no way that Oliver was going to last that long. Not without some serious training. He gave out tiny surprised and pleading moans at each thrust as they got deeper and harder and faster. He felt the other hit that sensitive spot on him a few more times and he nearly lost all control, of the tiny amount he had left.

"Fuck!" he managed to scream out as the other raked his skin with his nails. "Fuck, master!" he screamed again and felt his body clench only to go completely limp the next second, he couldn't take it anymore and passed out on the last thrust to his little tortured nerves. Every now and then he would make noises, even come to, but he was out, even he would admit that. So his body was left to Dru's disposal, just like it had before, only this time Oliver was gonna have to be obedient and a pristine pet even more times because he wasn't able to stay awake.

In a way he was actually looking forward to those times, Dru sure had a lot of fun with him this time and he could understand why Marcus craved this so much. If Dru fucked him every time like this, Oliver would soon grow addicted. His body lightly shook as the other continued to have fun with him. He even managed to cum one more time as he was passed out, though at that point he was all tapped out and further action would only cause him pain.
 
Dru felt and watched Oliver finally give in. Finally pass out. His body limp in Dru’s arms. Dru huffed, pouting slightly. He unfurled his tail from Oliver’s length, pulling himself from Oliver. He held the boy a moment, silently debating before he propped the boy on the seat removing the spreader bar. “You like being fucked until and after you pass out right?” he asked aloud knowing Oliver wouldn’t hear before he started fucking Oliver again, holding onto his hips. It took him a few minutes to finish. During that time he ensured he wouldn’t hit Oliver’s sensitive spot. He didn’t want to abuse it, especially since it wasn’t going to have the same affect on his pet while asleep.


Once he had finished, he removed the collar and laid the boy down laying his jacket over him. It covered his torso and most of his upper legs so until he got him home, it would do. Dru dressed and after a knock on the window and a moment’s pause, he instructed the driver to turn off the ac and take them home. Immediately the air was off. Dru turned around sighing, looking at the mess they had made. He wasn’t worried about the cum. He crawled around gathering up all of the toys they had used though and put them back in the oh-so-inconspicuous bag that Vicari had put them in.

He then sat down by Oliver’s feet. He sat a moment, looking over to Oliver. Studying him until he noticed the stench; strawberry, sex, and sweat. He twisted and put down the window, hoping to air the vehicle out. Rid it of evidence. Though it was not the most unpleasant smell, but if Dru had a client he didn’t need to make it obvious. Of course, he couldn’t remember the last time he had professionally entertained a client in his car.


Cool air blew into the car, circulating and whisking it out the window as they drove. Dru turned his attention back to Oliver, a small smile cracking his serious demeanor. “You certainly are something my pet.” he hummed ‘my pet’ softly, almost endearingly, drumming his fingers along the back of the seat as he watched. He took a deep breath and turned away, looking up from Oliver to his phone. He checked his missed calls, no one important. He looked at his texts and replied. Mostly just employees checking about product movement and shipment details. Nothing major. He glanced back to Oliver, the smile still creeping.


Finally arriving home, he carefully picked up Oliver bridal style, ensuring he was fully covered and that his hands were behind Oliver’s knees and chest. He instructed the driver to park and where to take the package that remained in the car. He also requested an immediate cleaning of the carpets. All to which the driver said, yes sir. Upon entering he instructed one of the guards collect some bags of ice and also bandages to be taken to Oliver’s room, specifically stating ‘Oliver’s room’. He got a quirked eyebrow before the guy went about his duties.


Dru took Oliver immediately there. Carefully laying him out on his stomach and pulling him free of the jacket. Dru checked out Oliver’s ass, smiling at the damage. It was bright red. There was no welts, but it was going to be sore tomorrow from the combination of spanking and pounding. He ran his hand lightly over the irritated flesh, chuckling. At that point he took the time to also inspect Oliver’s arms. The wounds had scabbed over, but each gash was around half an inch. A few more laughs burbled from his throat. “You really clawed yourself up.” he mumbled.


He heard a knock. He pulled the blanket up over Oliver’s rear and called for whomever to enter. The door opened, revealing the man who had been tasked to fetch the ice packs and bandages. He brought them over and once Dru had what he needed he motioned for the man to leave with a flick of his fingers.


Before the fellow had even closed the door, Oliver placed an ice pack on each ass cheek allowing the thin bed sheet to take bite off of the sensation. He then moved on to carefully wrapping Oliver’s arms with the bandage. He would only need it until the scabs had hardened, sometime tomorrow. As he carefully tied them off, the thought crossed his mind that he should have used some sort of wound care liquid or gel. He shrugged it off figuring Oliver could do that himself tomorrow. He took his leave at that point.


He closed the door softly, the man who had brought the packs and bandages waiting outside. He waited, expectantly, as Dru looked him up and down before nodding. “He’s free to roam the house from now on. Post guards at the exits and also to the basement stairs. He’s only permitted to leave if I say so. When he gets pissy about the guards not letting him out for his run, have someone get me and I’ll give him permission. I told him he could got for his runs. I didn’t tell him he would need my permission to get out so he more than likely will bitch and moan.”


The guard stood there silently momentarily before commenting, “Is he the new Marcus?”


Dru had started walking away into the silence, but stopped when the guard asked that. He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth and turned to look over his shoulder. “No.” he pursed his lips and then took his leave, the guard following suit but not before releasing almost a sigh of relief.
 
Oliver was entirely out of it and enjoying being out of it until the next day. He woke up around noon and the only reason he did was because his stomach was threatening to eat itself. He groaned and opened his eyes looking around in the immediate area, "fuck..." he murmured as he noticed he was back into that awful boring room. He sighed and moved to get up, hissing at his ass feeling as sore...and numb as it felt. He looked back and noticed the ice packs and chuckled a little. The only one that would have one that would have been Dru. He then noticed something white on his arms. He looked a tad surprised when he realized they were bandages.

He undid them and looked at the cuts a bit surprised that he had managed to do that on his own. He wrapped them back up and then looked over to the door. So perhaps Dru wasn't nearly as bad as he thought he was. Clearly he took care of his toys. He licked his lips and headed over to the door, trying the handle. "Seems this day is going to be full of surprises." he mumbled to himself and opened the door before stepping out and looking around for a guard. When he didn't see one he shrugged and glanced down to himself before rolling his eyes and headed back into the room.

It would probably be a good idea to actually get dressed. So quickly he got dressed in some sweats, happy to be out of the dress and headed back out into the hallway. He glanced both directions before heading out to the left to see if he could find the kitchen from before. It took him a good while before he finally found it again and looked around for someone to help him. Luckily the guy from before was there and he smiled and asked for something, anything to eat, he was hungry.

He sat down and minutes later he was eating a sandwich. He munched on it in silence before he headed out again. He decided to explore the home again and try to find the library that he had found before. He wasn't in the mood to run at the moment, much less was in the physical condition that he needed to be in to run. So he settled with sitting and reading for a while. Eventually he ended up falling asleep on the floor where he had made a small pile of pillows for him to sit/lay on. He was still tired from the previous days activities. So there he napped for a while.

Oliver eventually woke up again and glanced out the window. He frowned, he had slept longer than he expected to. The sun was dropping and he was once again very hungry. He looked around the library and tried to decide if he should head to the kitchen again to get something to eat.
 
((I would like Oliver and Dru to talk about something over dinner before you bring Zack back in. Just so you know :) ))


Maximus smiled upon Oliver’s entrance. Pleased he wasn’t with the obnoxious dolt who so frequently sent Amy into a frenzy. So upon his request for food he had personally set about it rather than alarming Amy with something so trivial, since she was prepping food for the few following meals. Following giving Oliver his sandwich, Maximus had check in with Oliver a few times; more to drink, another sandwich, potato chips. Other than Maximus the few guards and employees he passed just went about their way.


Dru during this time had gone to see Aedus and to collect Zack. He hadn’t had any trouble finding the place and was warmly welcomed by Aedus himself before he lead Dru to a landscaped greenhouse where Aedus handed over Zack and they briefly chatted. Not for long before Dru excused himself. He didn’t like Aedus. There was socializing and networking and then there was prodding and digging. He had seemed far too welcoming. Too chatty. Too hospitable for someone trying to work their way into the black market. He had been casually asking about Dru’s business, flat out. Like a cop might. Dru answered enigmatically, always alluding to but never bluntly stating. So after humoring Aedus for a few minutes he bid Aedus adu and thanked him for the game and his prizes, hoping to see him again at the casino to which Aedus had, almost smirked, and said that he most certainly would.


Dru had one of the guards take Zack to get him settled into his new ‘home.’ upon arrival. Once Zack was gone, he quickly returned to attending to his business, of course not without getting an update on Oliver who was slumbering away in the library. It gave him a chuckle before he returned back to the arduous bit of his work, signing papers and making phone calls.


The hours rolled by and as Oliver woke up Marcus entered the library. A brow perked at his position. He waited a minute for the other to wake more before he began interacting with him. “Looks like you’ve made yourself comfortable.” he commented before spitting out, “Did he fuck you that hard last night?” Marcus crossed his arms as he leaned against a chair staring Oliver down. A frown etched onto his lips. Sour at his words and even more so at the idea of it.


Yet before Oliver could answer, before he had to hear what Oliver had to say, Marcus quickly interjected growling out, “Don’t answer that.” He huffed and looked back towards the door, “He wants to have dinner with you. Like, soon. Said you can come dressed in whatever you like…”


He paused, pursing his lips before he added, “And he wants me to look at your arms.” He glanced back to Oliver for hardly a second before his eyes went back to the door. “We can stop in the med room or whatever. If you don’t want to that’s fine.” He started tapping his foot. Lips still holding on to the frown. “You shouldn’t keep him waiting though. He gets upset you people make him wait.”
 
((Sounds good, sorry for the short post))

Zack had been less then pleased with being forced to go with Dru, but he didn't give the other problems, aside from eyeing his old master. Other than that he sat quietly and waited to be taken wherever Dru was planning on taking him.

Oliver looked up to Marcus, chuckling a bit, "couldn't help it, they all just looked so comfy." he said, opening his mouth once again to answer Marcus's question before he was shot down. He frowned a little when he realized that Marcus didn't seem to be his happy shy self. "You okay?" he asked, getting up and moving closer to Marcus, "where is my cute little fuckable Marcus? I'm not sure how I feel about frowns-a-lot here." he chuckled and wrapped an arm around Marcus's shoulders. "And sure, you can look at my arms. He did a pretty good job patching them though." he said and moved to start unwrapping them. "I don't think we need to go to the med room, here should be fine."

He waited for the other to look at his arms and rolled his eyes, "Look, he can fuck all for all I care. Should have thought about waiting before he gave me what 20 minutes notice? I'll wear what I'm wearing and he'll suck it up when I show up late." he nodded to himself and Marcus. Then he realized that Marcus had called him 'you people' "What... what do you mean by that, Marcus? You people?" he asked glaring at Marcus a bit "you do realize that the only difference between you and me is you chose this life. I was forced into it." he hissed. "And don't you dare say a fucking slut...cuz I have news for you Marcus, you are a fucking slut as well. Probably worse than me, you chose to get in with a slave trader."
 
“He wrapped them?” Marcus asked under his breath as he turned back to look at Oliver. The words went unnoticed, as Oliver continued to unwrap his arms to which Marcus’ eyes immediately went. His face softened, almost to the point it looked disappointed. He didn’t mention it again as he tenderly took ahold of one arm at a time, inspecting the wounds. He looked at how red they were and how well they had scabbed over. They were clean as far as Marcus could tell. He laughed softly when Oliver said Dru could suck it up. He would never have the nerve to say that to his dragon boss. Of course, he never wanted to. He enjoyed pleasing Dru far too much to disobey and he relished in the few small things Dru did to please him, especially outside of the bedroom.


The pleasant smile was immediately wiped from his face when Oliver asked about his slip of the tongue ‘you people.’ “I didn’t mean that. I mean-” he said trying to remedy the glare Oliver shot at him as he pulled his hands away from Oliver’s arm. Only the other cut him off as he had done earlier before he could finish with ‘meant you or people.’


Oliver was quick to spew venom at Marcus for the unintended remark, for his life choices, and for his wanton display for Dru. The soft air of pleasantness that had been returning to Marcus dissipating in an instant at the attack. His hands clenched. Jaw tight. Brows furrowed creating an angry crease. He was planning on staying quiet. Fuel on a fire didn’t put it out. He did well until Oliver said that Marcus was worse than him for climbing into bed with a slave trader.


“I was GOING to say he doesn’t like you OR people making him wait.” he growled right back before turning to walk away. Yet, after a split second he turned around and slapped Oliver with an open hand across the face. “Don’t act like you fucking know me! Like you know my life you pretentious rich boy! Unlike YOU and YOUR SNOOTY RICHY ASSHOLE SORTS, I’m LUCKY to be on this side of the trade and not one of the people being traded.” Marcus screamed at him his face red. He stood there a moment before he sneered turning on his heels, “You’re nothing but a fucking fake as prick. You ACT like you’re all high and mighty, above being bent over and fucked yet whenever someone actually does it you fuck 6 guys basically at the same time and you’re happy as a clam. Then you complain the next day or pretend it didn’t happy because you’re fucking embarrassed about it. I can admit I like it rather than putting up some fucking front.” He stopped at the door and looked over his shoulder, “Find your way to dinner yourself, PET.” he spat out the last word, sneering again before storming out.
 
Oliver didn't even hear Marcus's attempt to correct himself, but he was sensitive to those words. Even if he was a rich boy, he had heard it plenty of times because of his life choices. When he was far enough away from home, people would say and spit evil words his way about how awful he was for being the way he was. However, when Marcus growled at him with the correction he looked shocked, he realized what he had said was wrong and just as he was about to apologize and explain himself, he was slapped.

He stared in pure shock that Marcus had slapped him, he didn't blame the other, Oliver deserved it, he was just honestly shocked. The words that came next hurt. They hurt a lot. He knew they were meant to, he had said hurtful things to Marcus, it was only right. He couldn't even muster the words 'I'm sorry.' He was angry and hurt and as the other let him standing there he didn't even try to stop him. He took in an unsteady breath and let it out in a sigh. He licked his lips and waited a good minute or two before he headed out of the library to find the way to the dining room he knew he had been in earlier.

It took him another good ten minutes before he was walking through the door and looking over to Dru. He looked away for a moment and headed over to where the other was sitting. "Sorry..." he mumbled, knowing he was a lot later than he really planned to be. A minute or two was all he actually was planning on with Marcus's help. He sat down in a seat that was close to Dru and stared down at the table. The words had hit him a lot harder than he thought they would.

He was used to everything that Marcus had said, living rich was easy in terms of never having to worry about anything. However, it was hard in the fact that when people found out they usually didn't like you or tried to use you. He didn't let himself be downed by that fact, but he actually liked Marcus...so his opinion Oliver wanted to be good. "My wounds are fine, thanks for taking care of me last night." he said, "Marcus said you wanted him to check." he continued, never looking up to Dru. Marcus's words still sitting with him. Perhaps it was the slap that did it, he had never been slapped like that by anyone.
 
Dru was sitting at the dining room table discussing something with another anthro. One that looked to be a bird of sorts with flame red feathers and a crest like a cockatoo. Yet, it had a longer snout like Dru did, only thinner, and a tail that was similar. It could only be closely associated with the most recent depictions of dinosaurs evolving from birds. Whatever this anthro was, it seemed alarmed with its feathers slightly rising as Oliver walked in. It only settled down when Dru glanced over unconcerned and returned his attention to the bird discussing shipments from different places and what orders should be taken care of first. At least until he heard Oliver mumble ‘sorry.’

Dru turned to look at Oliver, brows perked and at attention.The turned down face and subdued demeanour reminding him of a scolded child. Something was wrong. So he turned to the other anthro and gently dismissed him with a, “Let’s finish this later.” This time the bird was agitated; feathers fluffed and mouth pinched. He did as he was told and gathered his notes briskly sauntering away. Dru waited till the other was gone to turn to Oliver, the boy mentioning the wounds. Hearing Marcus’ name though made him realize he was nowhere to be found. He normally would stick around until instructed to leave. It wasn’t like him to disappear after following the orders like some of the men. The realization struck a chord with him.

“What did he do.” Dru demanded, plain and simple. Marcus had been acting funny the last day or two. Even after having ravished him, giving him quite a few bruises he seemed to adore, he had been happy with an edge that Dru hadn’t seen prior. Sulky. Protective almost. So Marcus not being here and Oliver acting not as snobby and bold as he normally did was a clear red flag.

Maximus emerged from the kitchen, silently standing by but interrupting with his presence. Dru huffed and quickly told him what he would like and then turned back to Oliver. Maximus left once he had both orders, and Dru pressed again, “What did Marcus do.” He tapped his thumbs together waiting. His brows furrowed.
 
Oliver felt a bit bad when he realized the other anthro was in the room. He didn't want to stop Dru from talking to the bird man thing, but at the same time, he had opened his big mouth. He looked back up when Dru asked him what Marcus did and shook his head, "nothing, he-" he stopped as Maximus came in and gave him a weak smile, "Anything is fine, whatever is easiest." he said and looked back down to the table. "He didn't do anything wrong, if that's what you are wanting to know." Oliver said, "just reminded me where my place in this world is." he mumbled.

"I pissed him off first." he said. He didn't want to get Marcus in trouble for anything and Dru had proven to be someone that would punish you if you did something he didn't like. "My big mouth managed to get me into trouble, just like it always does." he said, chuckling a little bit, attempting to get Dru to think he wasn't nearly as bothered as he was. "I suppose that's what you get when you're a slut and call other people sluts. Or insult their entire existence." he said.

"A-Anyway, I guess you won the bet. It was 7 days right? Just... don't make me have to deal with that fucking ingrate of a man." he said, glaring at the table as if it was the one that got Zack to be owned by Dru. "Also I'll take my run tomorrow that I have earned. I hurt too much today to run properly and I'm going to use up every single bit of my energy to run like a mad man since you have only allowed me one time outside." he said, looking over to Dru for a moment, he was trying his best not to think about Marcus's words but everything he said proved Marcus more and more right.
 
Dru watched. Observed. Grated his teeth as his jaw clenched. His nailed tapped along the table as Oliver talked. Taking the blame. Perhaps Oliver had started it. Marcus wasn’t one to get angry about many things to spit venom but the boy could. So if Oliver had said something to infuriate Marcus, perhaps it was in Marcus’ emotional jurisdiction to lash out. Not while working though.

Especially, not towards his pet.

So once Oliver had finished mumbling and babbling, as if trying to fill the silence, Dru let it fall. His nails tapping the table echoing off the barren walls as he continued to watch Oliver, processing. “If that’s when you want to take your run so be it.” he said his fingers finally stilling. He took a breath and shifted in his seat so his legs were crossed and he was sitting sideways able to see Oliver more comfortably, one hand remaining on the table the other resting on the arm of the chair. “Regarding Zack, I’d like to offer you a deal. I saw how easily he was able to rile you up so I’m still willing to offer you the ability to have final say on his schedule and punishments. That is, if you can offer me something I find to be of an appropriate equal value.”

There was a glint that flashed behind his eyes but it disappeared as quickly as it came. He didn’t suggest anything further. He laid the offer on the table and continued to talk, his eyes unmoving, “Back to the previous issue.” He said clearly not willing to let it go, “There is a hierarchy here. I’m sure you’ve noticed it; boss, employees by years of experience or position, slaves. When I call you pet, it isn’t just a nickname or term of endearment. Pet is your title. Your position.” Dru watched Oliver’s expressions, studying how the boy was taking this. “Your position is particular for many of the employees about here because I haven’t actually had a pet in quite some time. So they, nor you may know where things lie. Now, I say it’s particular because your spot lies directly below me.”

He grinned, though it had a somewhat seductive look to it due to the double meaning. “Once I think you won’t abuse the position, you’ll have the right to order whomever you’d like around. Clearly I’ll be setting the limits but none of the employees may do anything to you or give you commands unless I’ve directed them to. Think of it sort of along the lines of an unwilling mistress minus any secrecy. You’re a favorite.”

The seductive smile started fading as he continued talking, “So when you tell me that Marcus has said something to you,” his fingers started their drumming, “something that has very clearly upset you, he has stepped out of line. It isn’t his place to put you in your place. It isn’t his place to talk back to you. HIS place is subservient to you. So when you say he did nothing wrong besides reminded you of your place, he has done you wrong in my eyes. I’m the one who establishes the hierarchy and he’s disregarded it. So he must be reminded. Regardless of the fact that up until this point he has been favored.” Dru’s eyes had darkened as he talked. His nails begun to dig small divots into the table.

Suddenly, he smiled as his eyes still held the dark look. “Don’t let Marcus fool you into thinking he’s innocent my pet. He may whine about this or that, but he has had more of a hand in his making than he may lead you to believe.” His fingers ran their course a few more circulations before he stopped them pulling his hand from the wood. “You are both sluts though. Not sure why that would be necessary to point out.” he commented lightly as he leaned back into his seat, crossing his arms to keep himself from destroying the table further from irritation.
 
"Thanks." he said when Dru acknowledged when he wanted to run. He was glad there wasn't any argument about it. At the offer of having the ability on the final say he looked up, completely shocked that the offer was being given. Granted he had to offer him something in return. It wasn't like Oliver had anything Dru wanted though...well, other than his obedience, but was having the final say on Zack really something he was wiling to give that for? He didn't even have time to think about it though when Dru brought up the topic from before.

He sighed and listened to Dru, though he had gone back to looking at the table. Oliver didn't want to have to be reminded of how correct Marcus was again. He listened none-the-less, making sure he took it all in. At the comment of his position being directly below Dru's he looked up, catching the seductive look and rolled his eyes. At least that confirmed what he thought. It was just a cute way to say that he fucked Dru. At least that's what he thought until Dru clarified. He was going to be allowed to order people around, his title was under Dru's not that Dru was just fucking him. He looked a bit shocked, even more so when Dru stated he was a favorite.

Oliver really wasn't sure what he had done to manage that, but he supposed it didn't really matter. "I-" he stopped as Dru continued on with how Marcus wasn't in his place to talk to him the way he did. He watched as Dru dug divots into the table and sighed once again. He shook his head, "I know he isn't innocent. And..." he bit his lip and fidgeted in his seat, he sighed once more. "I didn't want to get him in trouble. I said some horrible things and he only reacted to them. He wasn't lying or being mean, just telling me the truth and it hurt. Slut was just a small part of it." he finally said.

"I-I misheard what he said and then insulted him." he glanced up to Dru, "I..." he looked back down at the table "I told him he was worse than me because he chose to be a slut to a salve trader." he said, his voice not nearly hold the same bite as it did earlier. "He clearly didn't like that and, well, he told me off. Called me a prick and a liar. Told me that I put up fronts and I'm no better than every other rich kid out there. He's not entirely wrong... I am a prick, and I can be a liar. But, I thought he would have realized that I'm not just like every other rich kid out there, that I don't put up fronts. Of course I'm angry and annoyed by how I am. That I like being used by you." he said, "I shouldn't like it. You-" he couldn't even bring himself to say that Dru was an awful person. Considering he really wasn't it was more or less just his job choice.

Which he supposed still made him an awful person, but there were lots of parts that Oliver was coming to like about Dru. "Look, I won't say I had a hard life, I didn't. I'm one of two kids, who live with some of the nicest parents out there. They give to charity and love their kids no matter what. Well, I thought they did anyway. Until our next door neighbor came out. Then I found out there was one thing you just couldn't be around my parents, and I just so happened to be that thing. I just so happened to be the whole reason our neighbor came out. Still, life wasn't hard. I could get any guy I wanted. If I couldn't get them with looks, I could get them with money. It was easy, so I did it. But eventually you start realizing that all the guys around you either just want a good fuck or want your money. That wouldn't be such a big deal if you could run home to your parents and tell them your problems. But I can't, if I did my parents would tell me I was getting what I deserved."

He took a deep breath and slowly let it out, "sorry, you probably would rather not hear this. It's stupid. Anyway, I deserved what Marcus gave. Even if it hurt."
 
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