Twisted Moon - Book 3 of the Black Moon series - Chapter 53: He Is Fucking Mine!!!

(Camden's POV - Sat. 8 May 2015)

Noah is still fast asleep, lying flat on his stomach and cutely holding his little ice bear which is half hidden beneath his pillow. I know he keeps the old toy there - just a habit, as he says - and it usually remains concealed, but it's funny how whenever I get up before him, he unconsciously reaches for the animal, as if he needed to hold something that feels safe to him. Well, I don't mind; I won't be jealous of a fluffy toy. And I actually find it really cute.

Noah looks a lot better than the first time I ever saw him, back in January, both physically and mentally. He has put on the necessary weight he was missing and seems much stronger. He has also grown more mature and gained in confidence, but I know that this is still a façade. Beneath the young adult, there is still a broken and fragile teenager who needs a lot of comfort and affection. His young age and stolen adolescence explain his recurrent bratty attitudes, and as much as I try to correct that, I actually deal with them quite well.

Straddling his backside, I lean over and start nuzzling his shoulder and the crook of his neck, making him moan and stir in his sleep. Noah is not an early person; at least not over the weekend. On week days, he knows that he doesn't have a choice and needs to get up to go to school, but if he doesn't feel pressured with a specific purpose, I bet he would sleep until noon, if not even later. Unfortunately, I can't let him have it this way.

For one, I believe he needs a regular schedule and unless we have been out late the night before, I have no reason to let him laze in bed more than necessary. Then finals are getting closer and he still has a lot to do before the exams. Perhaps I should avoid taking him out tonight because I know how tired he is and the last couple of weeks have been quite tense. However, as far as school is concerned, he has been a good boy and deserves his weekly reward.

"Noah, wake up, Baby..." I murmur in his left ear and he tilts his head to the other side. As if it was going to change anything! I just shift to the right and continue to tease his other earlobe. "This is the last time I'm asking, Noah. Wake up!"

"Ugh... What time...?" he mumbles, still half asleep.

"It's seven, Baby. Come on, get up now!"

"Too early..." he mumbles again, tilting his head back to the other side. Without another warning, I move off his backside and roll down the comforter, exposing his naked and slender body. He squeaks when I give a firm swat across his buttocks and immediately sits up, sending me a dark scowl that doesn't impress me the least. I suppress a chuckle at his bad mood and toss him the clothes I brought from the closet as I get up.

"You have five minutes to get ready and drink your milkshake before we leave, so hurry up," I instruct him firmly and my glare is probably more impressive than his because he immediately casts his eyes down.

With that, I lean down to brush his lips with mine and walk out of the room. Five minutes later, Noah is gulping down the milkshake I prepared for him in the kitchen, fully dressed in sweat clothes and sneakers. He is also wearing a pouty expression that he had better get rid of very quickly before it gets on my nerves.

"Do I really have to do this? I mean... you can go running if you want to but I could stay here..." he mutters after he has downed the whole glass content, which has left a white moustache above his upper lip. Before he has time to flick his tongue, I lean down and slowly lick off the remaining of milkshake beneath his nose and end it up with a kiss.

"Keep complaining and I'm going to put on your cock cage before we go instead of after..." I warn him with a husky voice, finally succeeding in drawing a smile on his face. "A healthy lifestyle includes a bit of physical exercise, Baby, so let's go."

Physical training is indeed important and not only because of our lifestyle. Keeping your heart trained enhances a better health and I have been slacking on that side of Noah's training recently for the good reason that he has been really busy with school. I might have been slacking on other things as well, but I do intend to take back control of most aspects of his life. And the sooner, the better. I need to reaffirm my authority on him because I have let too many things pass recently.

As far as working out is concerned, I wanted to wait for after his finals to train him on a more regular basis, but for once we have a bit of time today and the weather is nice. A short hour of running and doing pushups won't kill him and shouldn't take too much time off his weekend. After about half an hour running in the neighborhood, we stop in the Arbor View Park behind the house, where we do a few dozens of pushups and stir-ups. I am pleasantly surprised that Noah doesn't complain about it. I like his body as it is right now, which means slender and rather thin – not skinny anymore. The part he could improve though is his chest. I wouldn't want him to go all bulky, but a cute little chocolate tab over his flat stomach would look nice enough.

So, I well intend to have him work out a little more often from now on and even more after June. And like I tell him as we slowly jog back home, fifteen minutes every morning shouldn't steal too much of his time. I can tell that he is not too happy about it but he doesn't protest and when we finally reach home, he just throws himself onto the copious breakfast I prepared before he woke up. About ten minutes into eating, Noah suddenly gasps and almost chokes on his food as he tries to blurt out some words.

"Have you heard back from Mark!!?" he squeals once he has managed to swallow what was in his mouth.

"Not yet, Baby, it's..."

"You haven't called him yet!? What are you waiting for??" he accuses, earning a scowl from me as he hops down from his stool to fetch my mobile phone on the kitchen counter. "Come on, call him now!" I'm not taking orders from you, young man!

"It's still too early, Baby," I scold him, taking my phone from his hands and putting it further away from him.

I am also super eager to hear back from my friend after the text I received late at night. Already in the late evening, I had gotten a call from Joshua who informed me that the little creep of Alex had finally called Mark around nine or ten in the evening. He told me that Mark and Shannon were on their way down to Champaign to get Alex back while he was being watched over by one of Tony's guys. Another text from Mark briefly woke us up in the middle of the night when he sent a quick note to say that the three of them were now safe back home. I can't wait to hear a little more about what went on and find out how Alex is doing. Hopefully Mark got him back in a decent shape. In any case, this is such relief for everyone and Noah was already much more relaxed last night.

"Please, Daddy... I want to know how Alex is doing..." Noah begs with a dark pleading look.

"Baby, they didn't get back home until really late last night. They have to be still sleeping, so just be patient."

"Humpf... Shan told me that Mark barely sleeps at night... I'm sure he's awake..." he mutters, looking sulkily back at his plate.

"Enough Baby Boy, just be a little more patient. Finish your breakfast and then we'll go get a shower before you set to work," I reply firmly.

Noah stifles a sigh but finishes his breakfast in silence before we go upstairs to shower. I gently take care of him, scrubbing his body and shaving him myself. I also wipe him dry and lock his privates in a cock cage as usual for the weekend. I just let him get dressed by himself before we head back downstairs so that he can work while I take care of cleaning and laundry. I am back at the dining table, helping him to review his History lesson when my phone goes off in the late morning.

"Hey Mark! How are you guys doing?" I ask as I pick up the call. Noah immediately rises from his chair across from me and hurries to sit on my lap in order to hear the conversation.

"Hey Cam, we're all good," Mark replies quietly, yet I can decipher the relief in his tone.

"How's Alex doing? Not too much damage?"

"No, I think he's fine. He must have lost a few pounds, but overall... Shit! Hold on a second..." I hear a chair rolling on the wooden floor and then his footsteps. "Shan! Shan!" he whisper-shouts. He must have been in his study and seen his other boy pass by in the corridor. "Shan! Just leave him alone! He needs to rest!" he scolds before a door is quietly shut.

"But I'm just going to watch over him... I won't wake him up!" Shannon argues. I can totally picture him sitting on the bed, pretending to just watch over Alex while brushing his fingers on his arm in the hope of waking him up. That little creep!

"Like I don't know you... I know you'll make every effort to wake him up. Now come on here," Mark orders him and the both of them seem to walk along the corridor.

"What are you doing with your phone in your hands?" Shannon asks.

"I was speaking with Camden. Now shut up and go to the living room!"

"Oh no! Can I stay with you while you're talking? Is Noah on the phone too?"

"Yes you can stay, just shut up. Cam? Are you still there?"

"Yes, I am," I chuckle. "And yes, Noah is trying to stalk the conversation too..." I reply, watching my own little creep grinning.

"Hey Noah!!! Alex is back!!!!" Shannon squeals into the phone.

"Hey Shannon!! Yes I heard that! I bet you and Mark must be so relieved!!" Noah screams in his turn and it seems like Mark and I have the same idea at the same time as we put our phones on speaker.

"Shan, I swear if you wake him up with your screams, you're going to end up in the playroom, tied up and with a ball-gag to shut you up!" Mark groans. "Now you keep quiet while I speak with Camden."

"The same goes for you, Baby," I warn him as he is wriggling over my lap. Except that I would add a vibrator up his ass, and maybe some clamps too, just to spice things up and make sure he feels tight in his chastity device. Mmm, I like that idea. But it's not the right time for dirty thoughts, so I push them to the back of my head for another time. "Mark, did Alex say anything when you got him back?"

"No, not much. He was actually totally exhausted from living on... well... he didn't get much sleep in two weeks I think, too scared to really rest, you know," Mark stutters through his words. Noah tenses a little at the mention of Alex living on the streets because he knows it all too well and right now, all I can do is tighten my arms around him and think that he now has a safe place to stay at. "He passed out as soon as he was in the car and didn't even wake up when we reached home. For now, I just want him to rest and if he sleeps through the day, then that's what it is," he continues. I can totally picture his meaningful scowl toward Shannon on his last words.

"You'll get plenty of time tomorrow and the days after to catch up anyway," I agree. "And I bet he will have you on his back for a while," I chuckle.

"Oh that he will! I'm so angry at him for worrying everybody so much."

"Yeah, make sure you give him a good kick in the ass on my behalf..."

"Count on me..."

"Good! I'm really glad you got your boy back. I assume we won't see you at the club tonight?"

"No, I don't think so. Even if Alex wakes up early enough, we still need to start talking and more importantly, he will need more sleep. Two weeks were not enough to break him down, but he will need to recover first. If he feels better, we'll be there next Saturday," Mark rightly reasons. I am really happy to hear him in full dominant mode again.

"Sounds good, bro! Thanks for the update anyway, and if I can help in anything, just call me!"

"Will do! I might include a little appointment at your practice as part of his punishment actually..." Mark replies playfully.

"Dumbass! Stop making me pass off for what I'm not!" I exclaim, scowling at a giggling Noah.

"Just kidding... I still need to call Aaron, so I'll keep in touch later on!"

"I'll call you soon, Peanut!! I've missed you!!" Shan screams, making me frown at Noah.

"Missed you too, Shan! Say hello to Alex for me!!"

"Peanut?" I ask Noah once I have hung up, arching my eyebrows.

"That's the nickname Shannon found for me..." he replies with a bright smile.

"Peanut... Huh... Well, the peanut had better get back to work now!" I order, lifting him from my lap.

"Yes, Daddy..." he replies mischievously, heading back to his chair.

Peanut... Shan and his nicknames!

* * *

"Daddy?" Noah calls as we exit Lisle and take the highway to Chicago at barely 3:30 this afternoon.

"Hum?"

"What kind of scene have you planned for tonight?"

"Something you're going to like a lot, Baby Boy. But you'll find out when it's time," I tease him. To be honest, if I tell him that I have planned to tie him to the cross and use various types of floggers, he is going to become impossible. These are his favorite instruments.

"Please, tell me it's the cross!! And the cat o'nine!!" he exclaims. What was I saying?

"I told you, you'll find out when it's time."

"Ugh!!! Please tell me if you'll let me come at least!" he replies in frustration. I love a frustrated Noah, even if it sometimes yields to troubles.

"If you're a good boy, I will," I reply firmly and that quiets him down for the rest of the ride while he texts with his friends.

I am in a mood to please him tonight, however. He has worked pretty well today – even if there is still a lot to do – and he truly deserves a nice reward. So rather than using my favorite instrument, I am going to prepare a scene with the Saint Andrew's cross, which I still like a lot. I can't wait to unleash my floggers, especially the cat o'nine, and see his beautiful skin streaked with light marks. Yes, this is going to be a great evening now that the tension has fallen.

"I'll go and study in the Subs' Room rather than in Aaron's office," Noah says as we both get out of the car. He is already carrying his backpack so I grab both our duffle bags from the trunk of the car.

"No, you're staying at Aaron's desk, I want you to focus while you work," I reply firmly before I lead him toward the entrance of the club.

"But the Subs' Room is empty at that time of day! I won't get distracted, I promise!" he argues.

"No, you're staying here until Liam arrives. You won't be distracted either at Aaron's desk," I insist. "And stop the attitude, Noah," I scold him when I hear what he thought was a discreet sigh.

Aaron has asked me if I wouldn't mind arriving earlier at the club to show me something, he said, and also to help him sort some files and select a few potential Submissive applications. Things he usually does by himself, of course, but I suspect he wanted us to spend a bit of time together. The truth is that I used to spend so much time at the club before Noah came into my life and I have been neglecting my friend recently, so I couldn't decline his request.

On the other hand, that meant leaving home very early and with Noah's finals getting closer, I only accepted on the condition that my boy could work in quietness until his friend Liam gets there around 7pm. He could also use the Subs' Room indeed, but there are often a few guys coming in early too on Saturdays to chat with others, as well as staff, so he won't be able to really focus with the coming and going of people. Besides, I'd rather keep him in sight, or at least close by. So, despite his pouting expression, I lead him inside Aaron's office. As soon as my friend goes all bear on him with a hug, his face brightens a little.

"Hi Noah!!! What's that face!!? Come on, smile a bit!" Aaron cheers him, ruffling his hair.

"Hi Master Aaron," Noah replies sheepishly, casting his eyes down.

"Hey! It's not club time yet, so forget about the Master and look up, okay?" Aaron instructs him, lifting his chin. Noah smiles back at him and comes to lean into my side. "Much better! I've cleared some space on my desk so you can settle there while Cam and I use the meeting room."

"You cleared your desk!?" I exclaim, looking behind him and seeing... yes! I can see an almost-cleared desk!! "How impressive!! I think Noah should come to work here more often!!" I tease him.

Aaron has to be the messiest person I have ever met. Next to him, Mark, Josh and even I must pass off as tidiness freaks. I am not saying that he is dirty, he is just... messy! Aaron lives in a constant mayhem. Go to his place and you'll see clothes, boxes, papers and stuff everywhere! And here at the club, his desk is always covered with tons of documents, bottles of water or kinky toys... I didn't even remember that the table was black. He might have forgotten himself...

"Shut up, you jerk!" Aaron groans in protest, making Noah giggle at his antics. "My mess is organized! I always find everything I'm looking for!" he adds and I have to admit that it's quite true. "Noah, just go and make yourself at ease, and if you need anything, we'll be in the meeting room next door, alright?"

"Thank you, Sir... Hmm Aaron..."

"Good! Let's go!" he then tells me, grabbing a huge pile of files and documents from his desk and leading the way to the attached meeting room.

"I swear, when you find the perfect Sub, I hope he will be better organized than you are..." I chuckle.

"Can't you drop that subject?" he grumbles.

"Which one? Your tidiness or you having a Sub?"

"Both!"

"Well, we'll see... There might be something interesting in that pile of files here..." I reply when I see the thickness of the folder titled Potential Applications. "Jeez! Where did you get all these by the way??"

"I worked this out with Javier, the new owner of the Lost Paradise and this is actually part of a big project I have..." he replies with a mischievous smile.

"Which is?"

"I'll show you in a minute. A lot of things are going to change soon and this is partly thanks to you!"

"Me? What have I done?" I ask as we sit down at the long table. Aaron pulls out another folder that bares the inscription The New Black Diamond.

"Remember what you told me about using the upper floor? Well, I think it was a great idea and I have decided to completely transform the Black Diamond. I'm going to close the club for part of the summer and have some important works done. I have prepared raw plans with Josh already and I'm meeting with him again next week. One of his subsidiaries will take care of the new arrangements," he explains with huge excitement in his eyes; some excitement that I haven't seen in a long time and I can tell that this project means a lot to him.

"That's great! I like some change! Show me those plans!"

"There!" he says eagerly, opening the folder and revealing two sets of maps, one for each floor. "I'm going to sell my apartment downtown. I can use part of the upper floor for a loft, and for the rest, I'm not quite sure yet. I'm thinking of moving all the private playrooms upstairs, as well as the Subs Room. There might be a Doms' Room too, but I'm not certain yet. And then, I'll be able to extend the Diamond over the current playrooms because we need more space there."

"Wow, that's a lot of modifications indeed... So, no Diamond during the works?"

"Well, only part of. It'll still be open while the workers take care of the first floor, but when they start working on the Diamond, it'll be closed. Next week, Josh is going to assign a special team to the project and I'll soon get a better view on the schedule, but according to him, it shouldn't take more than three or four weeks to complete all the fittings. The last three weeks of August are usually rather quiet, so we'll try to have the bigger works done then so that it can reopen in early September."

"Sounds good... I'm glad I made a playroom at home then! When are you going to make it official?"

"I don't know yet. I only came up with the idea this week and Josh sounded excited by the project too, but we need to discuss this further. And in the meantime, we need to check those membership applications because I'll certainly need more in the future," he replies with a grin.

"Daddy?" Noah suddenly asks from the entrance of the meeting room.

"What is it, Baby?"

"May I go to the Subs' Room? I need the restrooms..." he asks pleadingly.

"There's an attached bathroom in my office, Noah," Aaron replies pointing at the wall opposite to us. I can't help a light chuckle when I see my boy's face fall at the news. I think someone doesn't really feel like working and is trying to find about any excuse that will allow him out of here.

"You may use Aaron's restroom, Baby. And then get back to work," I instruct him.

"Alright..." he says with a sigh that might earn him a spanking later tonight, before he turns around and shuts the door.

Once he has left, Aaron and I set to work on all the documents he brought to the meeting room. It seems like he hasn't done archiving in a long time and we first spend an hour sorting out files of former members that we put into boxes. We then dissect about twenty applications of potential Submissives that Aaron got from the Lost Paradise, a gay discotheque he sold about a year ago. He kept in touch with the new owner and the latter seems to have advertised for the Black Diamond. The files don't have that much information, apart from a picture of each guy, a few personal details like their names, age, occupations and such, but they all contain a long essay from the candidates.

I admit that we have quite a good time reading all the application letters; some are really original and funny, like that of a certain Sasha who says how he would love to be manhandled by sexy pieces of meat in leather. Most of the candidates do this principally out of curiosity for the lifestyle but others seem to have brushed the subject a bit more seriously, sounding really interested after they made their own research on the internet or in books. Of course, it doesn't mean that they know anything about it and they will need to be trained before they become members.

This actually raises one important concern in my head. Mark, Josh and I used to be a lot more involved into the Subs and Doms training in the past, even if Aaron does most of it. I know how he always appreciated the help. However, now that we have become so busy with our own Submissives, we barely have time to do this. I guess I could free a few hours once in a while, but that might not be enough. The other point is that I would have to discuss this with Noah and make him understand that it wouldn't involve real sexual activity.

Though... it used to. Especially with the Dominant candidates. Sadly, I will have to give up on that part and leave it to Aaron, which is a shame because it was quite exciting to deal with those bulky men sometimes. When I tell Aaron that he should start thinking about trusting a few more Doms to help for the training, he says that he is actually considering recruiting a second Master Dom for that, which sounds like a great idea to me because he just can't manage so many people on his own.

Anyway, it is almost seven when Aaron and I finally get out of the meeting room and find Noah still assiduously working on his lessons. I walk around the desk to stand behind him and lean over his shoulder to see what he is doing exactly. Right now, he is only reading notes in English but I can see all the Math exercises he did as well.

"You can continue tomorrow, Baby Boy. You did very well and you can put away your homework back into your backpack now. Josh and Liam should be here any minute."

"Yep, they are. I just saw his car arriving," Aaron confirms.

"Oh great! Anyway, my brain wouldn't have been able to swallow more information!" Noah replies cheerfully.

Just as he is putting his bag next to the couch, the door opens on Joshua and Liam, but before we even have time to great each other, Noah lunges for Liam and the two boys hug each other, jumping around in circles. They are squealing as they ramble on and on about Alex's return and how they have all missed each other and blah blah blah. Until Aaron loudly clears his throat. Joshua and I have been left quite speechless by their enthusiasm but Aaron doesn't get impressed as he is standing tall, arms folded across his chest and scowling at them.

"Sorry... Good evening Master Aaron and Master Camden," Liam says with a small voice and a deep blush.

"Oh... I guess it's club time now...?" Noah adds, all shamefaced and flushing too.

"It is, indeed. You guys should go get ready now," Aaron replies firmly.

"Yes, Master Aaron," they reply in sync before Noah slightly turns to me. "Can we go dancing a bit... Daddy?"

"Yes, but I want you at the VIP area at 9:00. Josh, are you fine with this for Liam?"

"Yes, fine!" my friend replies with a goofy smile.

"Could we make it 10, Daddy?" Noah asks.

"The first show will begin at 9, Baby, and it'll involve bondage, so I want you to watch it," I reply. I will soon start to train him to that discipline, and I believe that observing a few scenes will help him.

"Please..." he insists with a mischievous puppy face that almost draws a smile on my lips.

"I said 9. Period. Now go enjoy yourself with Liam and be good!"

"Alright Daddy!"

Happy grins spread on both Subs' faces as their eyes meet and they quickly scurry out of the office, probably scared that we might change our minds. This is so cute to see them get along so well. The last two weeks have been quite gloomy with Alex's running away; his return is such relief and it clearly affects our boys' happy mood. Ours as well. A flash suddenly blinds my sight for the fraction of a second. Joshua and I grunt at the same time and turn to look at Aaron who is laughing his ass off, holding his phone in his hands.

"Holy fuck... I had to picture that!!" he exclaims. "You should have seen your faces... Oh my goodness... You guys are so... so... infatuated!!!! That was just priceless... Where the fuck have my Dominants gone!!?" he manages to say through his laughter.

Infatuated? Do we look like we are infatuated? Huh, maybe... Well, Joshua certainly does; after all, he has been with Liam for over a year and half now and is planning on proposing to him. But me? Am I infatuated with Noah? I hadn't pondered on that, to be honest. Now that I think about it, there might be a bit of that. I must confess that Noah deeply affects me. Certainly more than I would like him to, but I don't really mind. This is still no reason to make fun of us and it seems like my CEO of a friend agrees. We only need a brief peek at each other and a discreet nod before we both charge toward Aaron.

That idiot doesn't even have time to react before he gets caught and dragged to the attached bathroom where we shove him in the shower stall. While I hold him down, Josh snatches his phone and switches on the tap despite Aaron's protest and struggling. We both get a bit wet from the splashes in the process but this is peanuts compared to Aaron who gets completely drenched. This ends up in a good laughter and rather than deleting the picture from Aaron's mobile, Joshua forwards it to our phones, but only after he has made sure to take one of our soaked friend.

A bit later that evening, after a brief dinner and changing into our usual club outfits, the three of us meet at the bar of the Black Diamond where we enjoy alcohol-free cocktails while talking about nothing and everything. I'm not a big fan of alcohol beverages and I need my full concentration while I play a scene with a Sub. Especially with Noah. Both Dominants and Submissives need to have clear minds before they engage into a roleplay or things could easily turn to drama. If they just intend to watch the show and play lightly in the main room, it might be okay to have a few drinks, but they can't afford to let alcohol alter their judgement for a long scene either on stage or in a private room.

It is already difficult enough to read a Sub's reactions when a scene gets a bit intense. Subs trust their bodies with us, Dominants. They surrender all powers to us, but they have to be able to safeword if needed, and Doms have to be able to interpret their reactions properly. And that's not always an easy task. In that respect, I am really happy that Noah and I had that conversation about stretching his limits on Wednesday.

The evening surely didn't have a great start with all of Noah's scheming when he brought Sean home. I don't fully trust that guy and there might be a bit of stupid jealousy on my side, but I was pissed that Noah didn't even ask for permission before. When I got back home and throughout dinner, I quickly understood that his purpose was to defy me. It was crystal clear and that only added to my irritation, together with his lack of communication and his silence when I asked for explanations. I didn't know what his ultimate goal was – other than the fact that he was seeking for a painful punishment – but we could be two playing that game and it backfired at him. As usual.

Noah will have to understand that a sanction doesn't necessarily involve physical pain. I would always try to give him some because I know he needs it to avoid his anxiety attacks, but that evening, I was determined to play it differently. He wanted silence? Then he was going to get some. Isolation and temporary rejection are some of the worst punishments for a Sub who is so eager for physical contact and pain. This is why I decided to let him sleep in the guest room and locked myself in our bedroom. I knew that it would pay off and it didn't take long before Noah was pounding on my door, screaming and wailing.

I let this sweet torture last for about ten minutes. The part of me which is slowly falling for this boy wanted to stop it right away because it was painful to hear his distress. I was standing by the door, ready to open it and soothe him in my arms. I'm not a sociopath and I do feel and understand Noah's emotions when he gets so stressed. However, I'm still a Sadist and I revel into the pain I give him, mental or physical. Making it last was necessary for him to reach a certain level of anxiety, break down and learn his lesson, but I also needed that amount of time to relieve part of my own tension. It's quite sick, but that's what it is. I just loved inflicting that mental pain on him.

And in the end, it proved efficient. Exactly like I dispense long physical aftercare through massages after a rough scene, I provided him with the required tenderness and affection by soothing him with a tight hug and cuddles. Once he had calmed down, he was finally ready to speak and I am glad he did. I hadn't realized that I had gone too soft on him. Like I said many times, Noah is still a novice in the lifestyle and I still believe that I need to take things gradually with him after his fucked-up childhood and adolescence. However, he seems to have adapted faster than I thought.

It is true that Alex's departure didn't help either. I knew how it affected Noah and I thought he would need more attention and gentleness in this sad moment, but it turns out that he missed the roughness. Refraining on my own urges has been frustrating, but I have wanted to put his needs before mine. What I take from him is still far from my expectations, but I didn't want to rush things. He should have told me, though. He knows how open I am on communication and how this is important for our relationship to remain sane and satisfying. This is why I implemented a new safeword that will allow him to push me further during a scene if necessary. If he needs more, I have to give him more, and I hope the green safeword will help me to decipher his desires better.

After that, I decided to add a last part to his sanction for defying me and not communicating properly. I needed sexual release and he needed physical pain to assuage his distress, so a punishment fuck sounded appropriate. Boy it was hot and good! Mathis is the only Sub I know who doesn't want to be prepared before penetration and this is probably what I appreciated the most in him. Most of the other guys need a minimum of stretching, which I totally understand, but feeling the tightness of a hole that hasn't been prepared is just blissful. Of course, it requires to go slowly in order not to incur fissures or damage the flesh, but the sensations are great.

I found all the relief I needed by forcing my boy's entrance and ramming into his ass, and as he told me later on, he found his in the painful stinging. I didn't refrain much on my roughness and trust me that he remembered it until last night. The sadist in me absolutely loved seeing him wince every time he sat down for the next two days. During our shower this morning, he told me that he didn't feel sore at all anymore, so I'll be able to use him nicely tonight.

Noah also told me that he felt redeemed from pleasuring me without getting any release himself, which is good since this is one purpose of that punishment. I hope he learned his lesson and that he will behave for a while now, though you never know with him. After all, he is quite an unruly Submissive and still a teenager, but I well intend to discipline him as I see fit. He said he wants to see the sadistic Dominant in me, and I will abide by his wishes with pleasure. Hopefully not tonight, though.

The guys and I have been at the bar for about twenty minutes, talking with other members of the club, when Noah and Liam finally show up at the Black Diamond, accompanied by Mick, Ed, the twins and Chris. Seeing the latter with them is pleasant as he rarely mingles with other Subs – like most of the masochists, to be fair. They are usually quite solitary guys, living in their own world and sometimes afraid that regular Subs won't understand them. Harry doesn't even prep in the Subs' Room, preferring the privacy of Donovan's playroom when he rents one.

Noah is an exception in this sense and I like to think that he might change things in the future. I would love for him to bond with other masochists like Harry, or even Mathis and Chris. In the meantime, it's nice to see Chris enjoying himself a bit with other guys. This might also have to do with the fact that his relationship with Andrei is going a bit further. Aaron told me earlier that the Dominant changed their contract to a three-month length, so maybe there is hope for their couple. Even if they don't renew it right away, this is still huge progress.

Unsurprisingly, said Andrei joins us for a while at the bar while he orders a drink but he doesn't stay long. He is quite a solitary person too, but I guess he never felt very comfortable around Joshua either. Josh can be so vindictive sometimes and I wonder if he will ever get over the fact that Andrei once messed up. I did too a few years ago and he never held a grudge against me. Not that it was any of his business anyway!

My friends and I finally end up on the couch in the VIP area as usual and engage in a conversation about Aaron's projects for the club. Joshua is indeed very enthusiastic about it but I have to admit that he has great ideas. I am only worried about Aaron living above the club. He already spends so much time in here! I think that having a place out of the building helps him to switch off out of working hours, but if he lives here, I'm pretty sure he will spend even more time working. On the other hand, it would bring him closer to my place since he currently lives just outside of the Loop. Oh well, I guess he is old enough to decide what is best for him, right?

"What the fuck?" I cuss out of the blue, my eyes suddenly caught by what is happening on the dance floor. All this time we have been talking, my eyes have rarely left the boys dancing as a group now. Over the last half hour, Chris joined his Master on a couch and Mick left with another Dominant. The remaining five guys seem to have a good time. Both Noah and Liam keep glancing in our direction, offering us languorous looks and mischievous smiles. Everything was going well until that Master Martin showed up again, standing a bit too close to my boy.

"Cam..." Aaron groans beside me as he grabs my arm and pulls me back down on the couch. "He is not touching him and he is keeping his distance."

"But he's gawking at his ass!" I argue. I can already feel the anger and tension rising within me and that guy had better back off quickly or I can't guarantee I will keep my self-control.

"Relax, Cam! He's not the only one gawking at Noah's butt!" Aaron argues with a chuckle. "There are plenty of other Doms ogling his cute little ass. Including me!" he adds in a smug tone.

"Don't go burning your retinas, Dumbass! You're not going to touch that ass before a long time! And yes, others ogle his butt too, but they also look at other Subs' butts!"

"Hey! Did you just say that you'll let me touch Noah's butt at some point?" he exclaims, making Joshua burst out laughing. I see Liam whisper things into my boy's ear and they discreetly peek at Master Martin.

"You just won't ever stop trying!" Josh says with a chuckle.

"Nope! And I'll get to touch your Lili too one day!" Aaron replies, grinning at him. To which Josh replies with a nice middle finger and a smirk. At that moment, the recently appointed Dominant takes a few steps further toward the group, wearing such a perverted expression on his face, that I immediately rise to my feet. And this time, Aaron can't withhold me.

"You'd better behave, Cam! Don't cause any trouble!" I hear him growl but his voice soon vanishes into the loud music as I make my way to the dance floor.

I swear... If that guy just lays as much as a finger on my Baby Boy, I'm going to smash his face!

Published 15 July 2017

Ooooh, the little cliffy!!! Not really one actually, don't worry. I'm not that evil! Part 2 of this chapter is coming tomorrow morning, I promise. It's just that after I (almost) finished editing it, I realized that it was above 12K words, which is just ridiculously long. So I decided to split that chapter (again), which is going to bring Twisted Moon to 84 chapters, but like I said, you'll get the rest tomorrow morning.

Should I say that this is going to get quite intense? And not in the way you think, actually. Someone is getting into full Sadist mode, and another someone is about to get the punishment of his life, because you just don't play games with Daddy.

Anyway, like several of you asked, you got Camden's POV on the previous chapter, which I hope will help you to understand him better (Sadist/Softie sides). And yes, there'll be big changes at the club before Aaron's book starts. And it doesn't matter if the Diamond is closed in August since nobody will really be in the mood to go there anyway!

It's been a long time since we last saw Joshua, so I thought a picture of him would be appropriate in here. But you'll get a sexy Daddy in the next one. Until then, I'll go finish editing the very last part, proofread and get tomorrow's chappy ready!

Have a good start to the weekend!