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In a secluded bar located in the neutral zone of CyberGrid city, a group of friends were having their monthly gathering for poker night, sitting around the table were six men. Grinder, a muscular boar with a big belly, gnarly tusks, an eyepatch, and a left arm that looked like pieces of scrap slapped together, plus being a couple of sizes bigger than his normal right arm. Kenichi, an eastern dragon with glasses and a large, luscious mane, wearing a finely pressed shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Manni, a short, slim, silver-furred striped hyena with all diamond teeth, wearing a lot of gold bling and chains. Arturo, a lion with a brown, greying mane and a huge, muscular body that stretched his clothes to the max. Maximilian, cobra with a black and amethyst-purple, full-chrome body, with neon-glowing cyan-blue stripes under his faintly glowing eyes of the same colors, even his insides, his tongue and insides of the mouth were just as glowy and similarly colored.

And then there's little ol' Liam, or Lee as he prefers, a grey-furred goat with a white chest and abdomen, golden and silver earrings, two on each ear, golden nipple rings, and ace of heart symbol just above his navel, as well as black cybernetic horns with golden trims, and a black, cybernetic right arm with similar colors and lots of sturdy, light plating covering most of the synthetic muscles beneath. "Aaaand that's a royal flush, boys!" He announced as he slapped his cards on the table.

"Ah, come on!" Manni growled as he smacked his own cards on the table in frustration. The others followed suit as they knew they were beaten. "Alright, where are ya hiding all of the extra cards, ya cheat?"

Lee just raised his arms with his hands open, he was seated totally shirtless, exposing his fit-ripped body, as well as the fact that he had nothing hidden in his hands, mockingly wiggling his fingers. "Got nothing up my sleeves, Manni." The hyena just growled and crossed his arms.

"Don't worry, Manni. Knowing you, you'll just make many times more what you lost today in a week." Grinder poked at the hyena as he crossed his disproportionate arms across his chest.

"Out of the pockets of your poor employees, no doubt." Kenichi added as he fixed his glasses real quick.

"Damn right! Those bitches are lucky to be working at ma place! It's the least they can fuckin do!" Manni shot back at the dragon with a finger pointing at the man. "They're lucky I'm paying their lazy, ungrateful asses at all!"

"If yours was a legitimate business, the number of criminal charges against you would be astronomical." Kenichi stated. "Plus, if you would stop buying all of that expensive shit, you might save enough money for a bigger place... or at least some damn cleaning service."

"Ey! EY! My place is pretty clean! No one says anything!"

"Of course not. They either get a smack to the cheek or a knife to their guts if they make a peep."

"Well, if you're such an entrepreneur, how about you tell me what I'm doing wrong, eh?"

"It's not my place to tell you how to run your business. I'm just a freelance financial consultant." Kenichi said as he fixed his glasses again.

"You say that, but I know for a fact that you're deep in Golden Eden's pockets." Arturo poked mockingly, which earned him a glare from the dragon.

"Heh, my condolences to your poor boys and girls, Manni." Maximilian stated before taking a cigar into his mouth, one of his thumbs flicking open like a lighter and lighting the it up, taking a few puffs before blowing a thick cloud of smoke into the air. "They must be singing praises at ya."

"Ah, fuck off, Max. Least I'm earning much more than your leathery ass."

"As you can see and threw away the leather a long time ago. And second, I'm comfortable with my steady income. Long as I treat 'em right, right Lee?" He gave the goat a small nudge as he said that.

"Definitely. Long as my boys are happy, they work hard, and make me plenty of money. It's a definite win-win." He replied with a shrug, pulling out a vape pen and taking a quick puff of it.

"And that's why you'll always be among the bottom folk." That was Grinder the boar, letting out a mocking snort. "They'll just walk all over ya at the end. What you need is a big, hard fist and they'll all fall in line." As he said that, he raised his large, mechanical arm, clenching the fist as if flexing.

"Well, I'm not some sadistic, abusive dickbag like yourself." Another quick puff of his vape pen before speaking again. "I would never hurt my boys like that. Never."

"Oh yeah. You wanna be different. Different from your old man, eh? Bless his old soul~" Grinder mocked with an evil, menacing tone.

Lee was suddenly on his feet with a loaded pistol in hand, aimed right at Grinder, right at his eyes. "Say something else. I fucking dare you." His eyes were burning with rage and absolute hate, everyone at the table knew that he was more than ready to put a hole in the boar's head if given the chance or reason.

And that's why *CLAP*. "Alright, I believe this is it for tonight." Kenichi announced after clapping his hand loudly to get their attention. "How about we disperse for the night before anyone does anything they regret?" His eyes drifted over to Lee. "Again."

The goat took a deep breath... held it in for a few seconds... then finally let it out before holstering his gun away, grabbed his jacket and stomped out, not even taking his winnings of the night.

---

Lee was now sitting at a bench at an old bus stop that's been decommissioned a long time ago, his jacket covering his upper body but left the front open, taking the occasional puff of his vape pen, looking out at nothing in particular, his eyes occasionally catching the occasional shadow passing through the wall in the alley in front of him.

"Hey." He looked up, just in time to see Maximilian standing there with two cans in his hands, one was a fizzy fruit juice and the other was beer, handing the juice to the goat. "You were really about to blast his face off right there, huh?"

"Would be doing the city a goddamn favor." Lee took a long swing from his drink before wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket. "Certainly would help his little prisoners that he calls 'employees'. Can't even touch the smug bastard, though." Then another long swing.

"Yeah, apparently he got some big corporate schmuck wrapped around his middle finger. But if we're talking about powerful allies..." Maximilian gave Lee a small poke with his tail. "You got him beat. Don't know many people who hang out with the presidents of both Atlas Gardens and Stratosphere for some evening wine."

Lee let out a small amused huff. "I think you'd be more their style."

"My boutique and I are fancy, but not THAT fancy." The cobra took a small, gentle sip from his beer.

Suddenly, Lee's holopod rang with an incoming call, which he accepted. "Lee here."

[Eeeyyy, papi! Watcha be doin mahn?] The voice on the other side belonged to one of Lee's close friends, the ones he met in the city at least. He can never mistake that thick accent of his.

"On my way home, Mamba. What do you want?" Lee replied before taking the last, long swing of his juice before crunching the can in his hand, then tossing it away.

[Yeah, got a little problem hea and, uh...] The other guy trailed off, Lee could hear him hissing and groaning nervously.

The goat just let out a deep sigh. "You know where the spare key is, man. Just make yourself at home and I'll see you there in a few."

[Bless ya soul, mahn! Ya be a true friend!] *Beep* He didn't even get to finish his praise before Lee disconnected the call.

He let out a deep sigh as he let his head slump and hang in defeat, he stayed like that for a few seconds before standing up as he took a deep, calming breath. "Want a lift?" Maximilian offered, holding his car's keys in one hand.

"That would be much appreciated." Lee was a tiny bit hesitant, but even he knew that there are no buses driving around at this hour, and he certainly doesn't trust the monorail.

Throughout the drive his mind began trailing back to a time that he despised with all of his being, the time when his own father used him to make money, pimping him out to his friends and others who were willing to pay just to get more money for booze, drugs, and gambling. Not only that, but he was then forced to 'recruit' some others he knew for 'extra profit', having to lie to his friends and high school classmates, bringing them into the miserable life of torture, emotional and physical abuse, not to mention the blackmail.

When his father was caught, it all finally came to an end, and even though there was evidence that he was forced to do what he did and never had to serve any jail time, he was still resented by everyone in the community and his father's friends, the ones who got away with it, didn't even try to help him in anyway. So, he was forced to skip town, because there was some threats to his own life as well, and he came to none other than CyberGrid city. He was still forced to sell his body for some quick cash, but then came the beautiful day when he met Papi Argo, Mamba's grandfather.

Working for him at the Pearl Necklace, he was taught to be proud of the skills he learned and make full use of them, even though he was forced to learn them, be proud of his body, the man became the father he always wanted, some benefits on the side of course, but it was all worth it. He learned everything he knows now thanks to Papi Argo, he even got to get back to high school, then to college and graduated with high honors in the end. And now, he owns the very place he was taught to be happy with himself.

"We're here." Lee was woken from his trip down memory lane by Maximilian's announcement, looking out the window at the steps of his big beach house in Spectrum Halls.

"Thanks man. Appreciated." He rubbed his eyes with one hand as he got out and made his way to his front door, giving Maximilian a short wave before the cobra drove off. He stepped into his house, the door opening up into a short doorway, followed by a spacious living room with a long couch and a couple of loveseats facing a wide-screen TV sitting on a wide shelf. Beyond the living room, there was a small corner where the kitchen island was sitting between two sliding, glass doors each, on one side, a door that lead to this huge backyard with beautiful, luscious grass, and through the other was a huge, tropical-style pool with a hot tub built in the corner, once one steps outside, they'll notice that both backyard and pool are in the same area, just a corner away from each other.

He walked in and kicked off his shoes at the doorway. "Mamba, you here?... Lisandro?" He called to his friend but got no reply, a brief wave of worry washed over him, but it quickly disappeared once he saw his friend laying on the couch, snoring away.

The large, dark grey-colored hynaedon almost took the entire space of the couch, pretty tall and muscular as he was, naked with his clothes tossed around haphazardly on the floor exposing his entire glorious body to the cool, night air, his white stripes covering his entire lower body, and lower half of his back, as well as the back of his biceps and shoulders. He was laying on his belly with one leg and one arm slumped down from the couch, drooling a bit on one of the cushions, his fit, bubble-ass exposed, occasionally wiggling and wobbling whenever he moved in his sleep. Lee just rolled his eyes as he shook his head, taking off his jacket and covering his friend with it, even though it didn't cover much.

After that, he made his way upstairs to his room, the master bedroom and office, removing his pants and tossing them aside before flopping on the bed, not even bothering to cover up, slowly drifting off to sleep.

---

The next morning, Lee woke up from a comfortable sleep, but started hearing some very loud afrobeat music. "Yep, he's up." He kicked the covers off of himself and got out of bed, thank god it wasn't the weekend, which means that things won't be busy so his boys can handle themselves while he deals with whatever bullshit this man got himself into.

He made his way down, smelling the sweet scent of breakfast... and just as he expected, there was the hyaenadon, making himself very much at home as he danced and swayed to the music, with lots of hip and ass movements. Mamba noticed him coming down and did a quick hop-and-flipped around to face the goat. "Eeeey, dere's di sleeping princess!"

Seeing him standing like that, Lee gave him a quick look over, his eyes staying down for a long while. "I keep forgetting why we call you Mamba." He saw the hyaenadon's junk, even when soft it was pretty thick and reached all the way down to his knees, the head alone would've been a challenge for most, anyone who took that thing to the roots, orally, anally, or vaginally, should get a reward.

"Aye mahn, little bruddah down here is di star of every show~" Mamba said as he shook his hips, making his huge, soft cock swing and slap against his thighs pretty audibly.

"Whatever, too early for this." Lee waved him off as he made his way over to the coffee machine to get his morning hit of some much-needed caffeine. After it was done and he was sipping on his drink, he felt Mamba coming up from behind him, taking him in a soft hug, clearly showing their height difference. "Hmm? Wassup?"

"Nothing. I just missed, bruddah." The hyaenadon said as he nuzzled their cheeks together.

"Uh-huh." But Lee wasn't convinced. "What happened this time and why are you here?"

Lisandro 'Mamba' Montero. The second person he got to know on a very personal, almost familial bases when he arrived in the big city, mostly because he was his boss' grandson. After Argo took Lee in, Lisandro was right there to greet the newest member of the family, they were polar opposites, with Lee being all shy, timid, and pretty reserved, while Lisandro was the outgoing adventurous one.

And boy did that get him in a lot of trouble in the past, usually with either Lee or Argo getting him out, but the more he lived with them, and the more Lee worked for the older hyena, he became more confident and outgoing, almost rivaling Lisandro himself, but he kept his cool and smarts, so he wasn't as prone as causing or getting into trouble like the hyaenadon.

After Argo passed away, the two realized that he split everything he had between those two and only them, of course, with the club going into Lee's hands, while Mamba went off to get into the music industry with some friends, and they did pretty well for themselves for a long while. They went their separate ways, so to speak, after that, but they kept in contact and visited each other pretty regularly, and as to be expected, Lisandro still found ways to get himself into trouble, being at the wrong place and the wrong time, sex parties, lots of drugs even though he never partook of any of it himself, getting regularly tricked and scammed out of his money, the list goes on and on, and it's up to Lee to get him out of it, usually having to rely on some very powerful friends for help, which tends to put him in a lot of debt, mostly the kind no one wants to be in.

Hearing that question, Lisandro, Mamba became pretty nervous. "Ahehe, ya see... di problem is, well... ya see... ehehe" A short time later, Lisandro explained his ordeal, the biggest one yet, and was now sitting on one of the kitchen island stools, ears drooped like a child who's about to get reprimanded, which is exactly what's about to happen.

Lee stood there, frustrated, irritated, and absolutely furious, rubbing his forehead with a couple of fingers. "Okay... let me get this straight. One of your so-called friends tricked you into investing in this sus-as-fuck business someone he knows is working on."

"Aye." Mamba said as he shrunk down a bit.

"And like the idiot you are, you did."

"Aye." He shrunk down further.

"And you asked no questions, whatsoever."

"Aye." At this point, even his voice was starting to shrink along with him.

"And you never noticed that anything was wrong until it was too little too late."

"Aye."

"And now, you lost absolutely everything because of it."

"Not everything..." Mamba tried to explain, but Lee just pointed at the hyaenodon's luggage that was still sitting on the far side of the living room, which was literally just a backpack and duffel bag. The hyaenodon just chuckled nervously, and grinned bashfully, showing off the rows of pristine, white, sharp teeth.

"God-fucking-dammit Lisandro. That was a fucking trafficking scheme, man! Human sex-trafficking!" Lee almost screamed.

"I didn't know! Their site was filled with cute puppies and tiny kitties!"

"Well there's something called READING BETWEEN THE FUCKING LINES!!!!" This time he did scream out as his face was inches from Mamba's own. The hyaenodon didn't reply, he just sat there whimpering, lips quivering, eyes beady and watering, looking like he was on the verge of crying. Lee just let out a frustrated groan. "And now... even though you were cleared of any wrongdoing and suspicion, you still had other bullshit under the table that you had to pay away."

"De rest of us were safe, but we lost our fans, our fame, our contracts, we couldn't find work anywhere else." Mamba said in a somber tone. "We lost everything, just because one of us decided ta be stupid." He suddenly got down on his knees and hugged Lee tightly around his hips. "Ya got ta help me, brudda! They're still asking me to pay up! I have nothing left! They took the house, my cars, everything!"

"What about all of those chains you keep buying? Those must cost something."

Mamba practically jumped away at the notion. "NO! Not me bling, mahn!! Anything but that!"

"Well, we gotta start somewhere, or do you want to face jail time?" Hearing this, Mamba buckled as his ears drooped, silently pointing at the duffel bag. Lee went over to it and checked inside, true enough, lots of golden chains and accessories, but... "If what you're telling me is true, then this won't be enough."

"What amma gwon do now?" Mamba pulled his knees close to himself, holding his head in his hands, clearly distressed.

"I can pay it all off... but I need to know that you can pay it all back to me. 'Nothing in dis world is free, even among family.' Papa Argo's words."

"Um... maybe I can find work somewhere?"

Lee thought for a few seconds, holding and tapping his chin for a few seconds. "You know... you could come work at my place."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Someone like you is bound to be a hit."

"Anything man! I'll do anything?" Mamba was quickly on his face, eyes glimmering with excitement.

"Even if it means getting it up the bumhole?" Lee asked as he crossed his arms, knowing exactly how the hyaenodon is gonna react.

Mamba blinked a couple of times... "Eh?"

"What I run, what Papa Argo ran, was not a simple dance club. A lot of my employees are expected to show lots of appeal, both on and off stage, providing more services than just drinks and food. You of all people should know what kind of club it is."

"Aye, nononono! I am no some cheap, sissy whore bruddah!" Mamba growled out.

"HEY! Watch it asshole! Most of those 'cheap, sissy whores' are my precious employees. You're not gonna say shit about them, you useless hack!"

"Useless hack!? I am Lisandro 'Mamba' Montero, I am not gwonna shake me ass to some old, greasy perverts for a dime!" He then grabbed the clothes he arrived in last night and began dressing up in a hurry, almost toppling over a couple of times.

"And where are you going?"

"Gwonna find me some work! You'll eat ya words when this 'useless hack' starts making even more money than you!" And then made his way to the door. " Everyone will be crawlin' ta me and be honored ta have Lisandro 'Mamba' Montero in there rostah!" *SLAM* And there he goes.

Lee just let out a long sigh as he placed his hands on his hips, shaking his head. "Welp, time to make some calls, I guess." And he went up to his office to do just that."

---

As the days went by, Mamba looked all over the city for some work to do, at first it was trying to get back into the music industry, with his friends if he could, but they all lost interest after the recent events they went through, then he tried solo, but no one would take him for the same reason. Then he lowered his aim and started looking for anything simple and quick, but he was practically kicked out of every place he tried to find work in, once even literally, just punted out, foot-to-rear, cartoon-style.

He was quickly losing hope, but every time tried to put on a brave space for Lee, so as not to be ridiculed by the goat. He took a break from job-hunting and bought a newspaper for some quick reading... and there was a huge article about him, with his picture almost taking a quarter of the page, wide grin, with words under it that read 'Artist or Slave Owner? You be the judge.'. One could almost see the smoke rising out of his head and coming out of his ears, angry veins popping all over his head as he absolutely tore the newspaper to shreds and stomped on what was left before stomping away.

Meanwhile, Lee was going about his days as usual, watching his boys working the stage or dancefloor and making the clients drool, occasionally one of them would come to him with some issue, wanting some advice, or just to spend some time with their generous and lovely employer, or Papi as they liked calling him, or course that also meant lots of sex and lovemaking, be it at his office or at his house.

Of course, he did make the necessary calls and cleared away all of Mamba's debts, it was a hit to his bank account, but nothing a few good days of work can't fix, and he rarely had any bad work days, and most of his clients are rich individuals who are more than willing to pay out of the nose and ears for some private time with one of his boys. He always expects to come back home to a passed-out Mamba, either from fatigue or just flat-out drunk.

But this time was different, he actually found the hyaenodon awake, sitting on the couch and watching some news, surrounded by bottles of cheap beer. "Glad to know your working hard on getting my money back." Lee's tone was dripping with sarcasm as he gently kicked one of the toppled bottles.

"Look at this shit..." The goat was a bit taken aback by the hyaenodon's tone, it was just... hollow and empty. His form a bit hunched over with his arms propped on his knees, one hand lazily holding an empty bottom.

Looking over at the screen, he saw that it was the late-night news, the news anchor, a middle-aged-looking elf with shiny, metallic, silver skin spoke in an almost electronic voice. [And so, what did really happy to the musical sensation Lisandro Montero and his group? They rose to stardom so fast, but I guess all of that fame got to their head just as fast. We go to Megan to see what the people think.]

The screen shifted over to a female tabby with long, silky, curly hair, dressed in a sharp suit, the background was clearly a neighborhood in the High Zone in the city. [Thank you, Josh. We are now on-site at the former star's former home which has been left vacant for quite a few days, nobody really knows where he went after everything that went down, but we managed to get some info from some of his acquaintances.]

The screen again started shifting between various people they interviewed, first was a female rabbit with a big chest and hips. [Yeah, he like, always talked strange, and I don't mean that accent, he would always whisper here and there on the phone. It was super creepy at times.]

Another shift of the screen, this time to a couple of loosely dressed guys, an orc and a gorilla. [Well, yeah, he sounded cool and all, but he came off as a total sleaze, ya know. Touching up on the girls at the parties he always held, most of them didn't look to comfortable with it. Looked really inappropriate-like.]

After that, the screen continued shifting here and there, each time someone bashes him harder and harder, one ridiculous accusation after the other. "Lies..." Mamba stated in a low tone. "Lies, lies, lies, LIES!!" He got up to his feet as he threw the bottle at the TV, smashing both, huffing angrily for a few seconds. "Trash like you nevah deserved ta be in mah presence! None of you deserved Lisandro 'Mamba' Montero!" But then his stature slouched a bit in defeat, his head turning slightly to Lee, who looked pretty unphased by all of this. "Hmph... aye bruddah. Yah always be right." He briefly raised up his arms, gesturing at himself before they slumped to his sides. "Papa's best boy, aye? Yah always be right."

Lee didn't say anything, his expression was pretty stoic, not showing any emotions as Mamba continued speaking. "I was a useless boy before and a useless hack now, just like ya said. Rose so high up I could touch the sun, only to come down in a burnin' coffin. No future, no friends, no life... all gone, poof just like that." Then came the tears, streaking down the hyaenodon's face. "Abandoned by all and left to fend for myself." He couldn't keep a straight face anymore, lips quivering as he finally broke down sobbing, falling to his knees.

Again, Lee said nothing, he just walked up to the man and pulled him close, resting the hyaenodon's head against his midsection, Mamba- no Lisandro's arms wrapping around the goat tightly, sobbing his heart out. "You're not alone, you never were. I'm here and always will be." He doesn't know if Lisandro heard him through all the sobbing and crying, but he just wanted him to know.

They stayed like that for a long time, the goat standing there gently holding the sobbing hyaenodon against himself, nothing else mattered, just the two of them.

---

The next day, Lee woke up early and refreshed, despite how late he slept since he stayed up to make sure that Mamba was okay before he himself went to sleep. But here he was, bright and early, sitting in his home office, going through some papers while regularly looking up at his computer to work on other things club-related.

*Knock Knock Knock* "It's open." The door slowly opened to reveal Mamba before he walked in, dressed in nothing but a hoodie and some boxers, looking a bit better than last night but still dejected.

They stood there for a few seconds, maybe a solid minute before Mamba spoke. "What do I have to do?"

Lee knew exactly what the hyaenodon was talking about. He got out of his seat, walked around the desk and leaned back on it. "You know how to dance, right?"

"Of course, mahn. It came with the former job description."

"Not that kind. Sensual, sexy, alluring, that kind of dancing."

He saw the hyaenodon's mouth spread into a wide smile. "Ayyyye, yeah mahn. You give the right tunes and I'll have ya hypnotized like a snake charmer~" He began swaying and moving his hips to emphasize.

"That's good, at least, but I'm still gonna have to make sure of that, later. Now... I'm pretty sure you had plenty of sex with girls, but what about guys?"

"Aye-o man! Chicks be coming to me from far and wide, just ta get a taste of me seed~" But then he got a bit nervous. "But, I uh... nevah did anything with another man."

"Not gonna force ya to do it, but regardless of that, working in that club will mean many men will have a feel of your body and most of 'em will want a taste. Of course, the latter is what pays the most, not counting the tips of course, which are all yours to keep."

"Mmm... I don't know..." Mamba groaned as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck.

"Like I said: I'm not going to force you, just letting your options known." With that Lee started walking around the desk again.

But just as his hand rested on his chair. "I'll do it!" Mamba suddenly piped up, his voice slightly breaking. "I'll do it, all the way. All or nothing, no?" Despite his determination, Lee could see him shaking a bit.

"Alright, we'll start you off slow." Lee then headed for the door, grabbing his keys on the way. "Dress up and meet me downstairs." He didn't even wait for the hyaenodon's reply.

---

Arriving at the beach area where the club was, Mamba could see the huge building that he hasn't seen in literal years, so different from the last time he actually saw it, but their logo, the pearl necklace with the middle area having a large, splotch-like shape, as if the biggest pearl in the middle was popped, but everyone knows what it really means and looks like. He let out a whistle of awe. "Aye-o, ya really expanded, bruddah."

"Just kept touching up on the place to keep it up and running. Before I knew it it turned into this precious black box of music and debauchery." Lee said with a small laugh.

They walked inside and Mamba was even more at awe, on the outside it was huge, but the inside felt almost ten-times bigger, with the main floor being this huge area with lots of tables littering the floor and booths lining the walls, as well as wide bars on either far side walls, with a large dancefloor in the middle, on the far side almost directly facing the entrance was a huge stage for the performers to show off their moves on, with three catwalks leading smaller stages with poles on them. "Holy shit..."

"Yeah, this place was Argo's pride and joy, now it's my pride and joy." He tapped the hyaenodon on the chest to get his attention before moving towards one of the bars, where this huge, beefy, muscle-bellied panda with two large, cybernetic arms with floral-themed irezumi-style tattoos on them was busy cleaing a mug. What was really intimidating about this man wasn't his arms, the many scars, but the eyes, both were covered by a cybernetic mask, each side had three 'eyes' each, giving this almost monstrous, demonic vibe about it. "Hey, Suki. How are things going?"

The panda just let out a stern scoff. "The new recruits look like a weak bunch... but there are a few promising ones." Suki then gave the hyaenodon an uninterested look-over. "Another one?"

"Yes." Lee gently pushed Mamba forward as he introduced them. "This here is none other than my dear friend and brother-in-life: Lisandro 'Mamba' Montero." Then turned to the hyaenodon while gesturing to the panda. "This here is Tsukiji Tanaba, but we call him Suki. Our main bartender and employee trainer. I'm sure you'll be in good hands while with him." Lee assured with a wide smile, but Mamba wasn't sure as he was glared down by this beast of a man in front of him.

A few minutes later, other employees began filing in, each and everyone greeting Lee with love and enthusiasm, lots of kissing involved too, be it tame or steamy. Seeing how much love and adoration Lee was getting showered in, he felt a small twing of jealousy and dejection, but when his eyes turned back to the stage... he got a bit hopeful, the stage was his element, this won't be his usual audience, but it will be better than nothing that's for sure.

He was suddenly broken out of his thoughtful trance as he was pulled back by Lee. "Everyone, this is Lisandro 'Mamba' Montero. My dear friend and brother, and if things go well, your new co-worker." Hearing the name, a number of the employees gasped and started many hushed conversations, both goat and hyaenodon knew what they were about, so Lee put a stop to those instantly because they were getting irritating honestly. "Alright, let's get one thing straight here: This man right here... is an idiot."

"Oy!"

"But I know for a fact that he would never do any of the things he was accused of. He's a horny bastard, but not THAT horny. So, if anyone has a problem with it, feel free to come to my office and voice them, I don't care if Suki is your boss on the main floor, any friction, confrontation, and/or conflict between employees will be dealt with by me and I won't be nice. Understood?" Everyone looked down in shame, fidgeting in their places while mumbling their apologies to both Lee and Mamba. "Good. Now, the new recruits will be handed out their uniforms for the day shift, make sure to wear them and come back out so that Suki can take over." He gave Mamba a small tap on the back. "Just follow the others and they'll tell you where you need to go, do not be afraid to ask."

And with that, Lee went off to sit at the bar, Suki already having his favorite, non-alcoholic, drink ready and set in front of him.

"Come on, big guy. Let's go." Mamba got a tap on the shoulder by this HUGE kangaroo with thick arms, chest, and thighs, everything about this man was beefy, thick, and wide, his fur colored a dark shade of mauve-purple with a white front, his white, mohawk-like hair badly dyed orange as there were visible streaks of the original white color. And this man was TALL, Mamba believes himself to be tall standing at 6'11" but this man right in front of him could easily be somewhere between 7-8', and that's not counting the ears, his legs were even plantigrade, no extra boost in height that digitigrade legs tend to give.

He followed the kangaroo and other employees into the locker rooms, he quickly found their uniform, the top was a sleeveless vest with clip-on bowtie, but the bottom wear... it was a black thong, nothing more nothing less. Mamba was still a bit nervous about the whole prospect of working at a sex club, a gay sex club at that, but he needed the money if he was going to pay Lee back, so he just had to suck it up.

He wore the thong, expecting it to be irritating as fuck... but to his surprise, it was super comfy, his huge junk doesn't feel constricted at all, and the string in the back doesn't give him a wedgie whatsoever. "Huh, this feels nice~" He found himself saying as he felt the soft, spandex-like fabric.

"Looks good on ya bud." The kangaroo appeared again, but he was only wearing the bowtie and thong, the vest was, clearly, too small on him. "Let's do our best to impress, the big man. We owe him that much, right?" He asked with a thumbs up and a wide, bright smile.

That somehow made Mamba smile as well. "Yeah. Yeah we do." They shared a quick fist bump.

"Can you believe that Lee would hire a guy like him?" Mamba's ears picked a hushed conversation between two other recruits, a lizardman and an elf. "Does he even care about the club's reputation?" The elf asked as he adjusted his vest.

"He said the guy was a friend, right? Maybe he felt sorry for the guy?" The lizardman shrugged, not really caring about this conversation.

"I'm telling ya, the moment this guy gets out there, this club is gonna plummet to the ground." Yet the elf continued regardless.

"OY!" The kangaroo called out loudly to shut them up. "What the hell did Papi Lee say, eh?" Both elf and lizardman hurried out, not wanting trouble with the large male. "Humph, don't worry about 'em. They're just bored with their simple lives. Coupla housewives, I tell ya." He saw the hyaenodon's slightly slouched stance and gave him a firm tap on the shoulder. "Come on, if you got that many fans from dancing on a stage and making music, I'm sure you'll get double that many once the clients see you on this stage."

"You... know about me?"

"Heard tidbits here and there, and listened to some of your music. Personally, I don't really care about the shitstorm that happened to ya, you've been proven innocent and I trust Papi Lee's judgement. If he trusts ya, then I'll trust ya too." The kangaroo then held out a hand for a shake. "Name's Caleb. Caleb Brune. Pleasure to meet ya, Mr. Montero."

Mamba allowed a soft smile to spread on his lips as he took Caleb's hand. "Just Mamba is fine, bruddah."

After that, their 'training' started, from serving etiquette to how to handle various situations, when it came time to serve the morning customers, which were a very small handful at the time, things were going somewhat good. As expected, Mamba got some flak, but he pushed it aside and let Suki or Lee handle it, not wanting to get kicked out on training day, now that would be embarrassing, although he did get to serve some very nice and lovely clients, some knew him but reacted the same way Caleb did. Of course, there were the occasional bullying attempts by other recruits who clearly had issue with him being there, but Mamba simply dodged out of the way, suddenly showing some expert and very nice moves as he was riding on the good feeling that was slowly bubbling inside of him.

He did fumble quite a bit, which earned him a very loud earful from Suki, the man acting like a drill sergeant and his looks alone were intimidating, but adding with that terrifying mug of his everyone knew to fall in line.

All in all, it was an eventful day, more or less, and Mamba was exhausted, so after that, all he wanted to do was grab a shower and head home. "Mind if I join ya?" Caleb offered as he held some shampoo in one hand, as naked as everyone in the showers area, his beefy, muscular body for all to see, especially his huge cock that was almost as big and thick hyaenodon's arm. Mamba didn't mind and let the kangaroo under his showerhead, the two spent time showering and helping each other clean up, but the hyaenodon jumped a bit in fear when Caleb began rubbing at his rear. "Wow, you got a firm pair down here."

"Okay! I can do that myself!" Mamba jumped away, covering his rear with one hand and his big cock with the other.

Caleb blinked a couple of times. "Well, alright. Sorry if I scared ya, didn't mean anything by it." After some awkward silence, the two returned back to showering, but Caleb took a different showerhead beside the hyaenodon, but they still shared the shampoo that Caleb brought.

---

A few hours later, Lee drove both Mamba and Caleb back to his home, the kangaroo wanting to spend more time with the goat to get to know him more, upon his brother's instructions, and getting to know the hyaenodon as well was an unplanned but nice bonus. Unfortunately, Lee had to go back to the club as the evening patrons started filing in as they left, so his presence at the club will be required.

Mamba and Caleb sat in relative silence watching some cartoons, drinking whatever juice or fizzy drink Lee had in his fridge, he never drank alcohol, even at parties or fancy gatherings, he never touched anything alcoholic, not even wine. "So... you're a virgin back there?" Caleb suddenly asked out of the blue.

Mamba did a small spit take, coughing for a few seconds. "Aye?"

"When I touched your ass earlier, you looked pretty scared."

"Uh... aye. I nevah did anything with a guy before. This whole thing is new to me."

"And you want to work the full experience at the club, huh?"

"Aye. Lee said that is where the most money comes from."

"It is. Although for me, I just wanna get fucked." He chuckled as he saw Mamba's shocked 'Are you serious?' look. "I'm not kidding man. I'm a huge slut, in both size and personality, love feeling a man's huge dick just going bam-bam-bam right in my ass and guts." He finished explaining with a laugh.

"Did it... hurt?"

"At first? It always hurts the first few times. It takes months to reach a certain level of skill, both orally and anally, and I had years to hone mine~" He pulled out his holopod and tapped on the holo-display a few times showing a series of pictures. "This was a monumental day for me, finally took my favorite toy to the very base with very little effort. Barely broke a sweat."

Mamba's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. That toy that Caleb was talking about was equine in design, and it was HUGE, almost as long as the kangaroo's arms, not as thick though, yet here he was, sitting on the damn thing right down to those fake balls, belly slightly bulged out, with various pictures and poses of him with it inside, just to prove that he took it in. "Holy shit..."

"Oh yeah. My dad and brothers threw a party for me that night, if you can believe that." He laughed out loud for a bit. "But man was my ass SORE! Haha!" He calmed down after a few more seconds of laughing, leaning back. "You know... if you truly want to be prepared. I can help you out." As he said that, he gently rested his hand on Mamba's thigh, but did nothing else.

The hyaenodon groaned nervously for a few seconds, rubbing the back of his head and neck... but he did need the money, so... "What do I have to do?"

Caleb gave him a small lewd smile. "Know how to douche?"

---

Some time later in the evening, Lee finally saw that things are gonna run smoothly in the club, so he decided to retire early for the night and head home. "Hope those two didn't trash the place." A short drive later, he finally arrived back him and went in, genuinely surprised that the place was clean... but things were quiet... "Too quiet..." He muttered to himself as he narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"Aaaahh! Shit!" His ears picked up a very loud moany-scream coming from upstairs. Slowly and silently he made his way upstairs to find one of the guest rooms with it's door cracked open. "T-too much!" That was Mamba's voice.

"Easy, just relax and the discomfort will go away." And that was Caleb.

Lee's face exploded in a blush as he got a very good idea of what they were doing, slowly creeping towards the door and looked through the crack... his cock got rock hard in a second flat. Both Caleb and Mamba were totally naked, their hard, muscular all shining and covered in sweat, the kangaroo laying behind the hyaenodon and gently fucking him with an average-sized dildo while had a bigger one lodged deep in his own ass. "Come on man, relax. You're doing good!"

"I am relaxing!" Mamba growled out, sweat dripping down his face and chest, muscles tensing and quivering from the stimulation.

Caleb then shocked both Lee and Mamba by slamming his mouth against the hyaenodon's in a sloppy kiss, even more shocking when Mamba returned the kiss with, almost, equal enthusiasm. The kangaroo began moving the toy faster inside of Mamba, while his his tail to fuck himself with the other toy. "Come on... give me a big one!"

"Shit... shit shit shit!" Mamba crossed his arms over his face, screaming out in ecstasy as this explosion of pleasure happened throughout his body, his cock shooting the biggest load he ever had in his life all over himself and Caleb, the kangaroo getting a couple of hits to the cheek, but then gobbled that dick down to the base so quickly, the suddenness of it all just triggered the hyaenodon's orgasm even further, and Caleb just gleefully and effortlessly gulped it all down.

Once he was done, the kangaroo almost hopped on Mamba's lap straddling him as he jerked himself. "Shit... here it comes! CUMMING! NGGHHAAAAHHH!!!" He screamed out as his own orgasm burst through, splashing Mamba's front and face with a deluge of roo-jizz, further painting his grey body in even more white.

After both of them finally relaxed, they laid down together, not even bothering to clean up, sharing a soft, loving kiss. "That was... otherworldly..." Mamba finally admitted with a small, tired smile creeping on his face.

"Wait till you feel the real thing, then. Whole other dimension man... whole other dimension..." Caleb promised before placing a small peck on the hyaenodon's lips, cuddling closer as they drifted off to sleep.

Lee was outside, having used all of his willpower not to cum as not to leave any 'evidence' of his presence there, a small look of disappointment on his face as he made his way to his own room. "Nice try, Caleb. But you're too sweet for your own good."

---

The next morning, Mamba woke up from the most comfortable sleep he ever had, even though his body was caked in crusty, dried cum. "Ugh..." He groaned as he noticed that Caleb was not there. "Huh... musta left early." He then got out of bed and headed to the bathroom for a much need shower.

With that done and out of the way, he made his way downstairs, body still slightly dripping and with nothing but a towel around his waist. "Huh... Lee isn't here either?" He questioned as he held his chin with one hand. Just then, he noticed a small note that was left on kitchen island counter, it was addressed to him as it read 'To Mamba', it read 'I will be training you from now on, Caleb may join in only when I say so. Follow these instructions until I come back and we'll start' under were a number of instructions, most of them being prep-work. He gulped down some nerves as he got all kinds of menacing vibes from this note for some reason.

A short time later, Lee finally came back home and made a beeline upstairs to the room that Mamba was staying in. "Mamba? I'm coming in." He didn't wait for a reply as he opened the door and stepped in, a small smile spreading on his face as he saw the sight before him. Mamba laying on the bed in the ass-up-head-down position, holding onto a pillow under his head and chest, legs spread to force his ass cheeks to open, exposing his slightly sweaty hole. "At least you can follow simple instructions."

"B-Be... be gentle, please..." Mamba was lightly shaking and quivering as he spoke, jumping a bit with a small gasp as he felt the goat's cybernetic hand on his ass.

"I will be, at first. But after that... let's just say that some clients won't be as gentle." With that, he jabbed the thumb in, electing a tiny yelp from the hyaenodon.

Mamba was breathing hard, feeling that hand on his ass and thumb in his hole wiggling around, it sent strange vibrations through his body, pleasant ones, but still felt strange. He let out a small huff of relief when that thumb popped out of his hole, but then "HEEEEE!" He let out a small squeal as he felt Lee's tongue working his hole. "Oooohhh, that's so weird, mahn!" He groaned out as he covered his face with the pillow under him, he's clearly never been rimmed before, in fact, its clear he didn't do anything back there except shitting and douching, the latter a habit that Argo made sure that both of them learned.

'A real man's musk should only result from hard work and hot weather. Bad hygiene only make ya smell like a dumpsta.'

After Lee had his feel of eating the hyaenodon's hole, he kicked off his pants and got in position behind him. "Bite down on the pillow if it feels like too much."

"Wait, what ya mean- *schlp* YIPE!" He suddenly felt the goat's fat cock head plunging into his hole, staying still only for a second before he started moving deeper, and boy did Mamba feel that. "Oah! Ooohhh! Oh!" As instructed, he bit down on the pillow, face scrunching up in a twisted mix of pain and pleasure as he was slowly getting speared and stretched on that cock, Lee wasn't a small or average guy in that department by any means. "Hnngg! Mmff! Hmmmfff! HHHMMMM!!!!" He finally let out a huff through his nose once he felt Lee bottoming out inside of him, tears stinging the edges of his eyes and threatening to fall. He managed to relax as he felt Lee pulling back till only the head remained inside, releasing the pillow from his teeth as he let out a small sigh of relief.

Big mistake.

*SMACK* "HAIYEEE!" He cried out as he felt Lee just SLAMMING right back in, pulling back again... *SLAP* "HOOOUGH!" The goat repeated this action until he was pounding into the poor hyaenodon under him hard. "Ah- slo-slow down! Ah, mahn! Please!" His please went unheard as Lee was still pounding away, he couldn't even push the goat off from this position.

"This is also... urrff... part of your... hmph... training!" Lee said through his panting, never slowing down his pace. "You'll meet clients... who do this... much harder!"

The tears from earlier were now streaming down Mamba's face as he bit back down on the pillow once again, whining, huffing, and squealing in pain, but something inside of him, a part he never knew existed, was loving this, very much, evident by how his cock was rock hard between his legs, slapping his thighs and abs each time the goat slammed in. But then... *WHAP* "HYAAAAAHHH!!!" He screamed out, his face once again twisted in pleasure and pain, eyes wide open as he began seeing funny shapes and flashing stars, that lovely button inside of him was pressed hard just now. He could almost hear it too, each blast and shot from Lee's cock, throbbing and pumping his ass full with his hot, musky, goat jizz... then slowly pulling out... followed by a final SLAM in. "Heeeeeee~" With that last squeal, he lost control and began blasting his own load on the mattress, creating an impressie puddle under him as this was the second biggest orgasm of his entire life.

Once Lee finally pulled out, he couldn't hold himself up with how his legs were shaking and his entire body slumped tiredly on the bed, the goat spraying his ass and back with the remnants of his load, huffing and panting above the hyaenodon, looking down at his friend in such a sorry state... and hating himself as he was the cause. "I'll uh... get the bath running... should help you relax after... this..."

"Mhm..." Mamba had his face buried in the pillow as he replied. Lee giving his friend a few pats on the back before getting up and doing as promised.

---

A short time later, Lee was sitting on one of the kitchen stool, head propped by one hand on the bar-table, deep in thought. He did it again, he let himself lose control and possibly hurt another friend, he promised himself that he won't be a brutal sleazebag like his father was, but this was the second time it happened.

Just then, Mamba walked downstairs, standing behind the goat until Lee noticed and turned around. "Oh... hey..." Mamba's expression was pretty stoic and unreadable, so he didn't know what to think or do... so he went with the only thing he could do in this scenario. "Look, um... I know I was... rough with you back there... you're new to all of this and I went and did... that." Again no reply from the hyaenodon. "Look, I'll... understand if you want to leave and never want anything to do with me after this... if you wanna sock me too, then go right ahead, I wo-Hmmff!?" He was shocked and silenced at the same time by Mamba's mouth smacking against his own in a hot, sloppy kiss.

As the kiss went on, Mamba moved forward, eventually straddling Lee's lap, the goat's cock rubbing against his taint while the hyaenodon's own ground against the goat's hard abs. They finally broke the kiss, a string of spit briefly connecting their tongues together until it broke. "Can ya just shut up for a bit?"

"So... you're not mad?"

"Oh, I am a bit upset, yes." He gave Lee's nose a small flick. "But, strangely... I feel..." he took a deep breath as he raised his hands behind his head, a wide grin spreading on his face as he let out a playful growl, flexing his entire body for Lee's eyes. "Very good~"

"Really now?" That was a surprise for the goat, but he wasn't complaining. Sure beats the alternative scenario that was playing in his head.

"Yes! No wonder dem chicks and bottom boys love doing dis!" Then he pressed his nose firmly against Lee's own, an excited fire burning in his eyes as an almost maniacl grin spread on his face. "Do it again!"

"Wait, really!? Aren't you still sore from earlier?"

"No pain, no gain, bruddah! Do. It. Again~!"

Not long after, they were in Lee's master bedroom this time, all over each other as they worshipped every inch of each other's bodies. With no need to hold back, Lee gave it all into fucking Mamba's tight ass, and despite the pain and tears, the hyaenodon was loving every second of it, and he wasn't shy about it this time, screaming out his pleasure and desire for more as he was fucked in position after position, multiple orgasms coursing throughout his body before his cum splashed out of his cock, either all over himself, Lee, or the area around them.

By the end of it all, Lee laid on his back with Mamba cuddling close against him, nose slightly nestled in the goat's pit. "Ey, bruddah."

"Yeah?"

"You keep any toys around here?"

Lee's eyes almost popped out as his head whiplashed to the grinning hyaenodon. "Since when did you become such an insatiable slut?"

"Since ya opened dis world ta me, bruddah~" He moved around till he was looming over the goat, hands on either side of Lee's head. "Now... ya be taking responsibility~" Lee could see the lust almost glowing in Mamba's eyes, seeing nothing but a beast in heat above him.

And he loved it! "Well, since you're going to be such a good boy..." He moved around a bit... and surprised Mamba as he lifted his legs up and spread them wide apart, offering his hole to the hyaenodon. "I always reward my good boys~"

"Nevah doubt that you would... Papi~" And Mamba was all over the goat, gladly taking his reward.

---

A few days later, Mamba was back at the club, strutting right in with a hop and dance in his step, much to the joy of some of the other employees and the displeasure of a handful others. "Hey man, where have you been? We thought you bounced." Caleb was the first one to greet him back, taking him in a tight hug.

"Nah, bruddah. I had things to prepare for before I can commit here." They walked into the locker rooms and once Mamba took his underwear off, the others were met with an almost shocking sight.

"Holy shit man! Is that the sapphire plug!?" Caleb asked in disbelief.

Lodged deep in Mamba's ass was a silver buttplug with the base having a sapphire gemstone in it. "Aye, bruddah. Skipped a few grades here." He proudly, and a bit smugly stated, twirling his boxers in one hand, while the other rested on his hip, foot placed on the bench as he showed off the buttplug to his friend.

"Dude, you could barely take that tiny dildo when I last saw ya. How did you-?" Then it clicked in Caleb's mind. "Ah, Papi Lee got to ya, eh?"

Mamba just shrugged. "Eh, it coulda been worse, ya know." After that, they kept making small, horny talk, as they dressed in their uniform before heading out. This time, Mamba was pretty flawless in his work, even when he was met with some snide and snarky remarks about the accusations against him, he just kept a smile on his face, none of that mattered to him now, he found a good place to work, and made some good friends.

But... there was something else he started feeling as he saw the stage. "I am home, Papa." It might be a while before he could stand on a stage again, but when he does, he will show everyone who is the star that is Lisandro 'Mamba' Montero.