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Using his arm as a pillow to rest his head on Jake used his other free hand to navigate his Facebook page. He made it back a week by scrolling down aimlessly this time before giving up on finding anything interesting and switching to Twitter. After twitter failed to bring up anything interesting, Jake moved onto YouTube. Then back to Facebook, Snapchat, and even several news sites. When those failed, he even thought about rereading a few chapters he had been assigned in zoology 2055.

Berating himself on the idea of redoing homework he finished earlier in the day Jake laid his phone on his chest and stared up at the night sky. Being on a rooftop in Brooklyn meant the sky was devoid of any stars. "Why won't something happen." Jake complained and slipped his phone into his pocket before sitting up.

He didn't particularly miss his first few years as the American Dragon. But, he did wish he hadn't been as good as he was at his job. The only real crimes that happened anymore were non-magical ones and Jake couldn't do anything about them. Last time he had the old man getting mugged nearly had a heart attack, and he had been scolded by grandpa the very next day.

Resigning himself to the fact that nothing would happen this night Jake thought on the things he could do to spend his time. It was too late to call any friends or do much of anything. When the idea of going out to a club crossed his mind Jake stood up and reached for his phone. There was a way he could help the magic community other than fighting criminals.

To anyone not in the know the Lotus of Benei would look like a rundown liquor store on the edge of New York. Mostly because it was. The club portion, which Jake was here for, was underneath the store. The Lotus sectioned off parts the tunnels that New York had been built on to make up it's club.

Walking into the ally beside the brownstone Jake passed by the pad locked steel door that served as the club's main entrance and went for the back entrance. Graffiti covered this back door and much of the surrounding wall. Pounding his fist hard on the door a couple times Jake stepped back.

Just as Jake settled on his back foot the door creaked open and a smiling red face with glowing yellow eyes peeked out around the door. Jake only knew the Oni by his street name of Flame. Being that the bar was in a gray area of being legal Jake doubted he'd ever find out Flame's actual name. "Glad you showed up, I got everything ready for you." Flame said before pushing open the door wider and stepped back to let Damion in.

Large enough to scrape the ceiling of most rooms with his horns Flame had to crouch down and nearly crawl to get through the dark stairway into the club. Cut through the back room of the liquor store after it closed the stairs cut directly down into the tunnels underneath the building.

"Never backed out of it after we set it up have I?" Jake explained as he closed the door behind him. Rather than a simple lock Flame used a mechanical ones that engaged some heavy-duty stuff as soon as Jake closed it. Jake hadn't found out how Flame unlocked the door, because there was no keypad or electronics around the door Jake could see, and doubted he ever would find out.

Conceding the point with a grunt Flame kept his eyes on the poorly lit stairs in front of him as Jake followed. "You rarely come around though." Flame explained himself.

"That might change." Jake said off handily. When Flame paused to grunt, Jake decided to use the time until they got to the club to explain. "There are rarely any crime happening lately. The gnomes stop bringing over illegal charms, not many more traffickers, or even monsters trying to ambush horny teens at the park and docks." Jake said. A note of wistfulness in his voice as he remembered the times he wished he had a date as a teenager, even if it means fighting off some monsters.

"If you're looking for work to do I am sure the rest of the united states could use help from the American dragon." Flame said with a sarcastic tone to his voice.

Having heard this particular barb countless times Jake had a practiced answer for it. "For the moment I am focused in New York but can be called on by any other magical being police other states for help." He explained and expected another up question to come, but all Flame did was grunt. Onis, much like their distance cousin of troll, giants, and ogres, were unfairly judged as stupid. Jake found was far from the truth. They could be slow on the uptake, but could be as intelligent as humans and had minds like steel traps.

The rest of the walk, while short, was uneventful. When they did reach the bottom of the long stairs flame opened up yet another heavy-duty door and led Jake into the back area of the club.

"Room seven is open to you." Flame explained as he got ready to head in an opposite direction of the Jake would take to get to the locker rooms. "One of my boys will be there to help and ensure no one gets too rowdy." Flame's 'boys' were nothing short of massive muscle-bound men who looked like they could bench press small cars. While Jake could hold his own against a few of them, he was glad he never had to fight any of them.

With their parting Jake head to the left towards the private rooms while Flame went to his office. The reason the club had private rooms were also the reason it was in the legal gray area. People could rent out a room for just about anything, even small orgies. It was the reason Jake had come tonight.

Stepping out into the halls where the back of the club led to the corridor used for private rooms Jake looked around to ensure no one was around to see him. Seeing no one around he stepped out in the hall. Coming from the way he did he started at room number twenty, each door having a placard with its number on it.

Coming to the door number seven Jake opened and was greeted with a reclining bull in the corner. The minotaur had his arms crossed and was half asleep when Jake entered the room. Seeing Jake though the minotaur turned his a bored look to him and reached down to a bag that was beside him.

Catching the bag as it was hurld to him Jake gave a curt "Thanks." and walked into the middle of the room where a padded table had been set up. As he requested when he called the room was set up for a bit of rope play. Laying the bag down on the table Jake unzipped it and began pulling the gear out of it.

A familiar thick black leather made up the mask and bodysuit Jake pulled out of the bag. IT was a glossy black and was well cared for. Along with the suit there was some bright blue cloth inside of the bag and when Jake pulled it out he found it was spools of blue silk. "What's this?" Jake asked as he began to strip out of his clothing. When the minotaur just looked at him, Jake nodded to the silk.

"The boss thought you'd enjoy it instead of ropes or cuffs. Something new and exciting." The minotaur explained with a bit of jazz hands to add enthusiasm to his words that his voice lacked.

Seeing no real problem with it being silk instead of rope Jake just shrugged and began to squeeze himself into the suit. When he first started coming to the Lotus, Jake wore the gear to obscure his identity. Now though it was only half the reason. Jake's skin goose bumped as he felt the warm supple leather slid over his body.

Jumping, shaking, wiggling, and pushing Jake forced himself into the and turned to the minotaur for some help. "Zip me in?" Jake asked turning his back to the minotaur. A number of zippers covered his body to allow access to his back, chest, ass, cock, and mouth with the mask added.

Having spent the time it took Jake to squeeze into the leather gimp suit spying on Jake the minotaur was more than happy to get his hands on Jake. "No problem." The bull said as he placed a hand on Jake's hips with the excuse of keeping him still while he zipped Jake into the suit with his other hand.

Even after Jake had been zipped into the suit, the minotaur took the chance to run both hands down over his toned ass. Jake barely felt the touch of the man's large hands until his ass was squeezed. "You'll have to wait in line or until I am at least tied up Bull boy. I don't even know your name yet." Jake teased as he stepped out of the bull's grasp.

The minotaur didn't follow as Jake stepped away and put on the hood. Keeping the eye holes open on the mask for the time being Jake unzipped the mask and put it on. What little noise there had been in the room was muffled as Jake's ear were pushed flat to his head, making him all but deaf.

"Not that it has been a problem for you before my name is Gerrent" The minotaur explained as he stepped forward. Without asking for or needing his help minotaur zipped Jake's mask on and laid a hand between his shoulders. Most of the minotaur's job was making sure Jake wasn't overwhelmed and to crack heads if things got out of hand. The other part was ensuring he was tied properly to the table. So Jake let himself be led to the table and laid across it. Once he was on the table his clothing was put in the bag for safe keeping and the bag stowed under the table. Having nothing else to take care of Gerrent went about binding Jake down to the table.

Manhandling Jake by lifting and moving him about Gerrent forced Jake into a kneeling position where his face was down close to the table and his ass was up in the air. When Jake was right where Gerrent wanted him, the fun part started.

Cool silk wrapped around Jake's wrists, pressing his palms together and binding his hands that way in front of his face. Attaching the silk to an o-ring underneath the table Jake's was only able to lift his hands a few inches off the table before the silk stopped him, it even kept his hands pressed together as if he was praying. Moving on Gerrent bound Jake's ankles separately and far enough part that he was completely exposed. Squirming a bit Jake tested the bonds until he was stopped by Gerrent's large hand on his back. Not done Gerrent finished trussing up Jake by binding his ankles once more, though this time anchored them to Jake's hips.

All the bondage ensure that Jake just couldn't move in any direction. Even trying to lay down was out of the question as he would need to get his knees from underneath him and to do that he'd have to move his ankles, which he couldn't do. In a pinch if he really needed to he could break out of the bondage, but that would mean exposing his true identity to who ever was in the room. Which was a dark kind of pleasure that was exhilarating as it touched on his fear of being found out. He was bound up as much by the silk and suit as he was by his mind.

There was one last thing to do.

Gerrent reached forward and closed the zippers that had allowed Jake to see. He was plunged into darkness where he couldn't see, hear, barely feel through the suit, or move. For all that it mattered Jake was trapped and at the mercy of Flame and his men. He had told Flame when he wanted to be out but now it all hinged on the oni remembering and wanting to let Jake out.

For a few seconds nothing happened, and then he felt Gerrent's hand on his ass again. The zipper slowly was pulled down and Jake felt the bull man's rough hands working his ass over. After kneading his cheeks for a bit Gerrent pulled one of his hands away from Jake's rear. Bracing himself for it Jake still gasped as the cold lube was poured between his cheeks and over his hole. Massaging the lube in Gerrent kept applying more and more lube along with more pressure until Jake hole let one of the big fingers in.

Shuddering Jake tried to squirm by reflex as he was opened up, but the bonds did their job and kept him where Gerrent wanted him. Defenseless Jake could only sit and moan into his mask as his ass was finger fucked and drowned with more of the cold lube. Judging that one finger wasn't enough Gerrent worked a second in and Jake cried out as it stretched him.

Word of Jake bound in his room and open to all takers spread quickly through the club. Since many people's reason for coming to the bar was to fool around there was no small amount of people who came to visit Jake. Among them the first to visit was Cragon.

The orc strolled into the room with lust on his mind. When he saw he Jake's body bent over on top of the table, and he was the first one here, he beamed. "All ready for you." Gerrent said from the spot in the corner he occupied again. Eyeing the bull suspiciously Cragon shook his head. Gerrent was just a guard and if he had his turn yet Cragon would be able to tell. Since Jake's hole wasn't gapping open, Cragon knew he was still the first to have at Jake.

Pulling himself from inside of his pants the orc stepped up behind Jake and pressed his cock between the cheeks. The smile already on Cragon's face grew wider as Jake squirmed in front of him, the bonds had him held in place to such a degree that Crgon didn't even have to worry about holding Jake down.

Having no reason to wait any longer Cragon grasped his cock in his right hand and used a finger to help guide himself right to Jake's hole. Getting plenty of lube on his cock in the process. As soon as the fat head found Jake's hole, Cragon thrust forward quickly. Jake's whole body went rigid and a muffled gasp could barely be heard as Cragon's cock sank in a few inches. Grabbing the table Cragon pushed in the last of his length before starting to thrust. Each time Cragon's hips slapped Jake's rear it would send the dragon rocking forward until his bonds went taut and stopped the movement.

Putting his hands behind his head Cragon closed his eyes and let his hips do the work. Still, in his pants and with little care for the person he was plowing, Cragon thought of Jake as a quick fuck. He wasn't the only one who thought so either.

Andre, a human mage, came in on the heels of Cragon starting to pound Jake's rear. "Do I have to wait my turn or is he open on both ends." Andre asked. When neither of the pair said nothing at all Andre took that as a green light and stepped in front of Jake. Seeing Jake's hand in an advantageous position Andre dropped his pants completely. Laying his balls on top of Jake's bound hands Andre left them there as he unzipped Jake's mouth.

Panting from having his ass fucked with little care for how he felt Jake's tongue lulled out. Perfect for what Andre had in mind. Grabbing Jake's head Andre pulled it as close to him as he could and stuffed his half hard cock into the waiting mouth. Treating Jake just like Cragon was Andre held Jake's head in place as he started to face fuck him.

Even as Jake was shown no care he didn't skimp on trying to suck and use his tongue to please Andre's cock in his mouth. Much to the mage's pleasure. Having been to through this rodeo a few times and being heartier than a human Jake put up with forced deep throating. Though he did have his limits and eventually started to wretch around Andre's cock. It took the mage a few moments to act, but he let Jake pull back, flinging spittle, pre-cum, and throat slime on Jake's mask. The mask was already slick with what dribbled down his chin.

"Almost finished." Cragon said seeing Andre waiting for Jake to catch his breath, all the while smacking his cock against the mask. "If you want a turn." his thrusting became erratic as he neared orgasm. A handful of men who had come in the room voiced their protests at Cragon's words, but the orc was too far gone to care. Once Cragon got his enjoyment, he'd be gone and wouldn't think about room seven unless he needed another turn on jake before he left.

Rubbing his cockhead around Jake's lips before slowly sliding back in Andre shook his head. Groaning slowly he pushed deeper into Jake's mouth, watching the whole ordeal happen. Adjusting his balls on Jake's hand he answered Cragon's words. "I want to see what this one can take." Andre said with glee s he started to brutalize Jake's face again. His groin mashing against Jake's nose behind the mask.

Attention back on his orgasm Cragon grabbed Jake's hips and slammed his hips home with short thrusts. The leather squeaked under the orc's hands as Cragon propelled himself towards orgasm. Crying out Cragon looked to the ceiling as he panted Jake's guts with his seed. Holding himself inside of Jake until he was finished Cragon pulled his softening cock out, a flow of come following him.

Even if Jake wanted to stop the men he had no power to do so. So as the orc finished, another man quickly took his place. With only his mouth and ass open to the world Jake couldn't even tell what was going on, only that he was doing his job and serving the community. Each new man plunging themselves inside of him numbed every sense but touch. By the time the sixth man finished inside of him, this time his mouth, Jake stopped trying to listen to the muffled sounds and accepted the fact he was a set of holes for the time being.

Time had become meaningless to Jake. He had started to try to judge it by the amount of cocks he serviced. Only to stop when he lost count. So when both ends of him was able to rest for a bit Jake thought nothing of it. Until his ear flaps were unzipped, and he felt hands on his hips. "Glad to see you're awake Jake." Flame said as he pushed his thumb past Jake's lips and rubbed it along Jake's tongue. Jake's attention wavered as he felt a wide cock head pressing against his hole.

"Focus Jake." Flame said as Jake's eyes crossed, and he gasped as Gerrent pushed himself slowly inside of Jake's ass. The men had done a good job of stretching him and leaving him use so Gerrent had lots of lube to stretch Jake with. Providing a good stretch the cock pushed Jake to his limits and left him shuddering in pleasure.

"I've been thinking." Flame tried to bring Jake's attention back to the moment and only managed to get half of it. "Since you've gotten so little crime to fight I think you have more time to spend here. Business was good tonight, and I am sure you won't mind another day." Something important poked at Jake's mind, but he just couldn't care right now. He started sucking on the finger in his mouth as he was STRETCHED. His toes curled, and he tried pushing back, but thanks to the bonds, there was none of that.

Gasping along with Jake Gerrent finally bottomed out and held himself inside. "Taking this much better than I thought you would Jake." Flame said. Jake could only think about the fact Gerrent wasn't that much bigger than the rest of the guys who visited him. Plus it felt so good, he loved it.

Bearing down on him the bull slammed his hips down over and over into Jake. Gerrent's strength tested the bonds he tied. As they proved good, it was the table that gave in next. Inch by Inch Gerrent moved it across the floor as he rutted Jake.

Seeing that he was no longer needed for the moment Flame zipped the mask back up and left Jake to enjoy his pounding. Narrowing his sense down even father, now that his mouth was zipped up, Jake found himself plunged deeper into pleasure.

Stars exploded behind Jake's eyes as Gerrent grabbed Jake's hips harder and shortened his powerful thrusts. The great set of balls he had underneath his pounding cock swung in time over and over, hitting Jake's cock that had been neglected behind the layer of leather.

When he thought he might pass out, Jake found Gerrent just kept going. Pounding him into and out of unconsciousness with his powerful hips.

The heady pleasure of taking the magnificent cock was interrupted when his mouth flap was unzipped and another cock was pushed past his lip. Though Jake wasn't one to complain as he started to suck. His cries of pleasure were still muffled, this time by cock instead of the mask, when Gerrent finally came. The spunk felt too hot inside of him as it flooded his guts. It churned up the fire in Jake's belly for more cock.

When Gerrent pulled out and left Jake's hole a waterfall of cum Jake yearned for the next cock that was shoved inside of him. It wasn't Gerrent's cock, but it still felt good.