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“A straight flush, it’s my win again, fellas.”
All of the men at the gambling table groaned as they wallowed in their defeat. Some of them were slamming their fists against the table, making the stacks of casino chips topple and scatter. A few of them scrutinized the hand that Aventurine just revealed as if their intense gaze would suddenly change the cards in their favor. They had gambled a lot of chips on this round, after all, thinking that surely after four wins in a row, Aventurine’s luck would have run out.
Apparently, they were wrong.
“Are you cheating, you blond fucker?” One of the men who lost accused with a shrill voice before gulping his whiskey shot in one go. His breath smelled like alcohol and his gaze was agitated. “You won too much, it’s unnatural. You must be cheating, right?”
“Nonsense, I never cheated,” Aventurine said with a chuckle. He sipped his colorful cocktail with a smirk on his pretty face, his tinted shades glinting against the lights of the casino. “Lady luck is just on my side. You can’t be in the strategic investment division without a sprinkle of luck, after all.”
“Oh, is that so?” another man asked, taking a huff out of his expensive cigar. Aventurine recognized this guy, he was a rich tycoon from another planet. “If your luck is truly divine, how about a different kind of bet? Chips must’ve been a bore at this point.”
Aventurine laughed lightly, “You got my attention, what do you propose?”
“A game of simple roulette. Each of us will pick either red or black and spin the ball, to see what color the ball lands on. If I win, I’ll give out 50% of my company’s shares to the IPC,” the rich tycoon told him. Everyone gaped in disbelief, 50% was too much to be given to the IPC just over a gamble. “However, if you lose, you’ll have to serve everyone in this room.”
“With what kind of service?” Aventurine asked curiously. An offer like this usually comes with a high stake.
“This kind.” The rich tycoon stuck out his tongue and looped two of his fingers around, sliding his tongue inside of the loop. The edge of Aventurine’s left eye twitched slightly while the men cooed and cheered. They immediately understood what the tycoon had meant. Ah, how vulgar.
And yet, Aventurine finds himself thrilled by the proposition. He is confident that luck is still on his side. If he wins, not only will the IPC get some profits, but surely he will receive a hefty sum of commission fees as well.
His lips turned into a smirk. “You’re on.”
The men ushered the dealer to move them towards the roulette table. It was too rowdy, Aventurine turned around and asked a waiter for another cocktail while he waited.
(Unfortunately, while ordering a drink, he didn’t see that the rich tycoon bribed the dealer with a considerable amount of Credits.)
“Now, shall we begin?” the rich tycoon asked with a slimy grin. Aventurine sipped his drink while offering his own cocky smirk. “Pick first, Mr. Aventurine. Red or black?”
“I’ll take black.”
“I’ll have red, then. Hit it, Mr. Dealer.”
The dealer nodded before spinning the roulette wheel three times until it sped up. He then dropped the small ball and let it spin around the wheel. The ones who were thrilled were the ones who weren’t even betting at all. Everyone wanted to see if the rich tycoon would lose his company’s shares—or is it Aventurine who would lose his dignity? The rowdiness intensified as the roulette was spinning at a slower pace.
Then Aventurine saw as the ball landed in a black square, before mysteriously and oddly jumping by itself to a red square.
He fell silent while the crowd cheered for the rich tycoon. He saw how the ball jumped from one square to another as if something was propping it. His violet eyes glanced up at the tycoon, seeing him raise his glass with such smugness as the dealer ran out of the room.
Ah, so he was being set up from the beginning. What an asshole.
“It’s my win, Mr. Aventurine,” the rich tycoon announced, his voice grating on Aventurine’s nerves. “A bet is a bet, I’m sure you will honor it?”
With how much the crowd was leering and jeering, Aventurine realized he couldn’t call out on the blatant cheat right now. People would accuse him of being a sore loser and would not listen to his explanations. He had no choice. So Aventurine only put up one of his customer service smiles and took off his tinted sunglasses.
“All right, I’ll honor the bet—” Although, you obviously cheated, so who’s the sore loser here? “I’ll start by servicing you, then.”
Aventurine approached the rich tycoon, the men cheering on his walk of shame. He tried his best to act as confidently as he could, despite the knowledge that it wouldn’t help him in his predicament at all. He kneeled in front of the tycoon and watched as the man unzipped his trousers, letting out his flaccid appendage.
By the Aeons, his dick looked and smelled like a dead rat.
“We’re waiting, Mr. Aventurine,” the tycoon teased, holding and slapping his cock against Aventurine’s cheek. Disgusting.
Aventurine parted his lips and darted out his tongue as he licked the cock in front of him, making it hard. Once it had stood up to a considerable amount, he put the tip into his mouth and gently sucked, making the man groan in pleasure. “Fuck, I didn’t know you were so good with this, Mr. Aventurine,” the tycoon teased. “Did they teach the employees how to give blowjobs back in the IPC?”
The men laughed mockingly at him. Some even pulled out their phones and started recording him. Aventurine ignored them dully and started moving his head, bobbing against the cock up and down while licking the length. He was trying to end this as quickly as possible.
That is until the rich tycoon grabbed a fistful of his hair and slammed his head down on the erection, making Aventurine choke and tears well in the corner of his eyes.
“You’re too slow,” the tycoon said, roughly moving his head. Every time the cock hits the back of his throat, Aventurine lets out gurgled noises, his violet eyes rolling upwards. The bastard’s cock looked unassuming when flaccid, he didn’t expect it would grow into a sizeable length while erect.
Time felt like a blur as his mouth was violated. He felt pain shooting through his scalp as the tycoon kept pushing and pulling on his blond hair. “I’m going to cum in your mouth now, Mr. Aventurine. You better swallow all of it,” the tycoon said before grunting and roughly pushing Aventurine’s head against his cock, shooting his thick cum into the latter’s throat.
It tasted so filthy, but his head was still pushed down that he had no choice but to swallow all of it. One person even recorded the way his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed the liquid.
Aventurine spat out the cock and coughed when the rich tycoon finally let go of his hair. He blinked several times to chase out the stray tears. Unfortunately, his respite didn’t last long as another guy had already unzipped and was offering his cock in front of Aventurine’s face.
“Remember, the bet was to service everyone in this room.”
Aventurine suppressed the desire to roll his eyes and merely smiled. He opened his mouth and blew on another filthy cock. His jaws are going to hurt after this night. The guy even had the fucking audacity to move his hips and fucked his mouth.
He let it be until he suddenly felt deft hands pulling down his trousers. Aventurine quickly pulled the cock out of his mouth and turned around to look at the offender. It was the guy who had too many drinks, groping his ass while his eyes were lost in the amount of alcohol he drank. Aventurine grabbed his hand and showed an irritated grin.
“Hey, my ‘back door’ wasn’t included in the bet,” Aventurine said. From the edge of his eyes, he could see that the rich tycoon didn’t even care anymore as he smoked another cigar and watched the scenes unfolding.
“Who gives a shit?” the drunk man said. “Your bet is with him, not me. And I decided I’m going to rape your plump ass.”
It was at this moment, that Aventurine realized the men were planning more than the bet he lost.
He punched the jaw of the drunk guy before trying to get away. But then the other men moved quickly to restrain him despite his struggles. Aventurine was not exactly a weak person, however, there was only so much one could do when a whole room of men was desperately trying to subdue him. When the scuffle had settled, the blond-haired male was already pinned down on top of the poker table with his hands bound with someone else’s tie.
“Fuck…” Aventurine muttered under his breath. Things… are not looking good for him.
“I take dibs on his ass first,” the drunk man hissed while rubbing his bruised jaw. He grabbed the bands of Aventurine’s trousers and yanked them down forcefully, that barbaric asshole even ripped apart his underwear. The man did not waste any time and spread his legs apart, spitting towards Aventurine’s perineum and entrance. The latter choked in pain when he felt a dry finger squeezing into his hole.
Aventurine didn’t even get to register what the fuck was happening when suddenly another guy pulled his hair until his head was dangling over the table. The guy stuffed his mouth with a cock and roughly used it like an onahole, even pushing in deep until Aventurine almost choked.
“Your mouth is so fucking good…” the guy moaned out while still thrusting his cock into Aventurine’s mouth. He pulled out his phone and started recording the way his appendage was sliding in and out of the blond-haired man’s lips while Aventurine tensed whenever the cock hits the back of his throat.
“That should do it,” the drunk man said before pulling out his finger and spat on the hole again. He rubbed his hard cock with the remaining saliva and wasted no time jamming it inside of Aventurine’s hole, forcefully pushing even when Aventurine was letting out muffled screams. The drunk guy slapped his thigh until his hand left a red mark. “Loosen up, you blond bitch.”
Aventurine was not able to think straight anymore. He was being spit-roasted, his throat felt sore and his lower hole was throbbing in pain. And yet, there was a traitorous part inside of his mind that felt excitement over the rough treatment and the fact that he was being gang-raped. Unfortunately, that part was starting to prevail, evident from the way that his own cock was getting hard from the pain.
“Look, he’s getting excited from this, what a whore!” Another man in the crowd laughed at him and at this point, Aventurine was just trying to ignore them.
It wasn’t hard to do, since the drunk guy was starting to move in tandem with the man who was fucking his mouth. “You liked my cock that much, Mr. Aventurine?” the drunk guy said, his words slurring from the alcohol. His pace was sloppy but he definitely didn’t waste any time. Aventurine let out muffled moans from his throat as his hole was used and abused.
“It felt so good whenever you thrust in and he moaned,” the guy fucking his mouth said, groaning in pleasure as well.
Aventurine was struggling desperately against his bindings. Even the friction against his throat was starting to make him lightheaded. He moaned and arched his back against the poker table when the drunk guy’s cock had found his sweet spot and kept rubbing against it, his own dick was twitching and leaking out precum.
“I’m going to nut inside of this guy’s mouth,” the guy said. He grabbed Aventurine’s throat while his pace was getting faster. Aventurine’s vision was swimming as both the man’s hands and his cock were choking him. It didn’t take long until the guy climaxed, spilling his seed into Aventurine’s mouth and throat. The latter almost couldn’t breathe, quickly swallowing all of the cum so it wouldn’t obstruct his throat. Some of it spilled out of the corner of his lips and drizzled down his face.
He was coughing and wheezing when the guy finally pulled out. But his predicament wasn’t done yet. Aventurine let out a sultry cry when the drunk guy who was fucking his ass thrust deep into him again.
“You even moan out like a whore,” the drunk guy taunted. He grabbed Aventurine’s thighs and spread them further, his pace was brutal. It made Aventurine moan again and again, especially whenever the cock hits his sweet spot. After several more thrusts, the drunk guy finally came inside of him as well, the slick cum coating his walls.
Another hand reached out and grabbed Aventurine’s cock harshly, making the latter cry out in surprise. He raised his head and saw that a stranger was giving him the roughest handjob he ever felt. Tears escaped the sides of his violet eyes as Aventurine mewled, his own cock shooting cum all over his abdomen. His body was twitching as he rode out his orgasm, lying helplessly on top of the poker table.
“Who’s next?” the drunk guy asked. He stumbled away to order another shot of whiskey while an entirely different man started jamming his cock inside of Aventurine’s wet hole. The slick cum made the penetration easier this time.
“Wait—” Aventurine hissed, still oversensitive from the previous orgasm. The man did not care and started fucking him like a dog in heat. Desperate moans escaped Aventurine’s lips.
Time went on like a blur afterward.
The men in the room took turns raping him, fucking him in the ass and in his mouth. Aventurine can’t even count how many cocks had come and nutted inside of his holes. Some of the waiters and dealers even took their turn with him. His lower parts felt sticky and his throat felt thick with cum. He wasn’t able to count how many times he had an orgasm either, shame filled his brain thinking how much pleasure he felt from the nonstop rape.
They fucked him in so many different poses, manhandling him every time. On top of the gambling tables, on chairs, even against the wall. Someone had the idea of cumming against his chest, staining his clothes before that too was ripped apart. Animals, all of them.
They teased him, commenting that his pink and perky nipples looked like a girl’s. The men took turns pinching and pulling them, earning more reactions out of Aventurine. It didn’t take long until some used their mouths to suck and bite on the pink nubs. Aventurine shamefully squirted out and moaned when one particular guy sucked hard on his right nipple.
“Man, that was a good nut,” a man commented after he had finished using Aventurine’s ass, leaving the latter whimpering incoherently. His mind was really already gone.
Someone lifted Aventurine’s body and sat down on a chair, bringing his figure to sit on the man’s lap. His thighs were lifted as high as possible and he was penetrated once again from behind, weak moans spilling out his chapped lips.
“He’s becoming so loose, pretty sure we can stick another dick inside,” the man fucking him said, pulling on his sore nipple.
“I’ll do it.”
Aventurine lifted his head and saw it was the rich tycoon who betted against him in the first place. His grin was so smug. The blond-haired man wanted to throw a glare at the tycoon, but he was too weak to do so. He only watched as the rich tycoon took out his dick again and pushed it against Aventurine’s loose hole.
He hated how easy it went in.
Aventurine cried out in pain as his hole was stuffed with two dicks at once. The two men didn’t care about his discomfort and started fucking him together, rubbing against his oversensitive walls.
“Turns out Lady Luck isn’t always by your side huh, Mr. Aventurine?” the rich tycoon mocked him. He grabbed Aventurine’s cheeks and slammed his lips against the latter’s
Aventurine can smell and taste the lingering tobacco of the tycoon’s mouth. His lips were kissed and bitten before the rich tycoon toyed their tongues together. Leftover cum snowballed against their entangling tongues. It felt so filthy—yet, also so delicious. He almost groaned in protest when the rich tycoon broke their dirty kiss, saliva slobbering down his chin.
Aventurine moaned when the two men’s thrusts were getting rougher. His own body bounced against their cocks. He felt like he couldn’t breathe, his throat was only able to draw out lewd moans. He rolled his eyes upwards whenever one of the cocks hits his abused sweet spot.
“You’re going to cum again, Mr. Aventurine?” the rich tycoon asked. The tycoon grabbed a fistful of his blond hair and yanked it harshly, admiring the slutty expression that Aventurine was making. “Then, cum.”
It felt like an absolute command. Aventurine’s body tensed and he let out a particularly long moan. His dick was already so sensitive and red on the tip, but it still spurted out white cum one more time. Something snapped inside of his brain.
The two men also fucked his loose hole desperately before cumming inside. Aventurine’s lower belly was already so full of cum that there was even a slight bulge on his stomach. It hurt, but his mind was not able to comprehend the pain anymore. When the two men pulled out, some of the cum squirted out of his hole and dripped down his thighs.
They dumped his body on the floor like a used sex doll. Aventurine doesn’t even care anymore. Fatigue overcame him and he eventually drifted off to sleep.
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When Aventurine woke up, he found that it was already daylight and he was still buck-naked. He can feel an impending headache throbbing against his skull. His jaws hurt and his lower parts were sore. The cum covering his body had dried, making him feel crusty and disgusting. The assholes even threw him away against a dumpster in the backside of the casino, making filth stick to his torso. Luckily, they also threw his clothes and belongings there, so he didn’t need to search for them.
“Shit…” Aventurine muttered with a hoarse voice. He tried to stand up but found that his body wouldn’t obey him. In a desperate attempt, he rummaged through his belongings and found his smartphone, scrolling through his contact list until he found a familiar number. He decided to dial it, hoping the other side would pick up quickly.
“What’s up?” a feminine voice answered the call. Thank the Aeons for this small blessing.
“Hey, yeah, Topaz?” Aventurine said. “I got in some sort of trouble and I probably need you to pick me up.”
Topaz was sighing heavily against her communicator. “Seriously? Fine, just send me your coordinates and I’ll pick you up. You better give me a bonus after this.”
“Sure, sure. Thanks, Topaz, you’re a life-saver~”
Aventurine ended the call and sent the coordinates of his location to Topaz. Once he saw that she already read the message, he leaned his head against the dumpster and groaned. He should probably start planning some kind of financial demise for that rich tycoon and this casino.