The Darker Side Of The Moon
Book 4 of the Black Moon series
Chapter 10: A New Life

Friday 24 September 2010

"So, Mr. Brown..."

I am here, facing this sturdy man called Peter Finnigan, and that's on Gary's demand. More or less.

As part of my personal goals, Gary has asked me to decide on a career path and find a serious job. He left me a few days to ponder things and finally make my mind on what I would really like to do. Laze all day was definitely not an option, but I really had a hard time determining in what kind of job I would like to spend eight hours a day for the next forty or fifty years. I must admit that his help was welcome in that matter and what counted the most in the end was his reassurance.

He made me write down a list of all the things I like and dislike. Moving, being outside, creating fell in the first column. Being indoors, having to sit at a desk, keeping quiet fell in another. I have never been a school-friendly person; using my brains all day is not my kind, at least not if I have to stay still. Gary easily established that I needed a manual job, but it didn't sit very well with me at first. Not that I was ashamed of myself, but being with such a clever man as he is, I felt somewhat diminished in the beginning and I wanted to make him proud of me. I knew that our relationship was temporary but while it lasted, I wanted him to take pride in the fact that his Submissive is a smart guy, so working with my hands didn't sound smart enough to me.

I perfectly recall this conversation we had about this a couple of weeks ago and how he got pissed at my reasoning when I exposed my thoughts on that matter. We were at his place in the living room. It was time for another of these moments when he wants us to have open discussions on my progress – moments during which I am also allowed to express my opinion on our relationship. It was the evening, just before dinner, and knowing that I had annoyed him mostly meant I might not get much pleasure in his playroom that night. The conversation quickly escalated to an argument, and as much as those moments were meant to be open, I am still supposed to address him with respect; which I clearly lacked. He asked me to strip naked – should I say that this humiliation part always arouses me? – and kneel at attention in front of him.

"I'm going to make things clear, Pet. I'm not asking you to become an engineer, or a scholar, or a scientist. What I demand is that you find something you will blossom in; something that you will like to do for a living. There is no shame in being a rather manual person. You clearly don't want to work with your brains all day. Once again, there is no shame in that, and that doesn't make you any less smart. You are a brilliant young man, Pet, and you'll be even cleverer if you accept that some people do work with their brains and others are more skilled with their hands. Both categories are needed in this world and the important thing you need to understand is that what matters is that you enjoy yourself at work.

"All I want is for you to find something that will motivate you to give the best of yourself and for which you will happily wake up in the morning. That is what's going to make me proud of you!"

After this speech, I started to see things a bit differently. I felt less diminished. Gary gave me self-assurance and once I had accepted these facts, it was much easier to determine what I really wanted to do. I remembered how as a kid I loved to help my father when he was doing works in the house and I realized it was something I could like. It turns out that Gary has some men building a veranda at the back of his house at the moment and the boss was complaining on his current issues with finding motivated employees. Gary mentioned this to me and suggested I should contact the guy – on my own, without him interfering – to apply for a job.

I kind of laughed at him first. I don't have any education in building so why would he hire me? Gary's answer was simple: if that's what you really want to do, prepare your speech and show him how motivated you are to learn and do your best. We worked on this. He made me pass fake job interviews, corrected the way I speak, advised me on the words I should use and encouraged me to show my motivation. In the meantime, I called the guy and managed to get an interview with him. Which is happening just now.

"I see that you don't have any experience in building," the man states doubtfully, checking my personal record again.

"No, I don't, Sir. But I am willing to learn. I have always loved helping my father doing works at home. Of course, he is no professional either, but he taught me a few things and I know I still have a lot to learn. This is an occupation I really love. To be completely honest with you, I just don't see myself working at a desk or locked in a warehouse all day. I need to move and I like outdoors. I may not have any education in building, but I can learn quickly if I am tutored by a professional. I'm not a lazy person and if you give me a chance, I am confident I can become a good employee, worthy of your trust, Sir."

"I don't really have time to waste on tutoring..."

"I am fully aware of this, Sir, but... I am ready to do my best to learn. I'm a quick learner! Each person has their own way to work and rather than having to change an experienced person's habits to suit yours, you could mold me to your techniques and train me to work the way you work. I could even offer to work for free for two weeks and show you how serious I am about this!"

"Paying you is not the problem, young man. I just don't have time to waste with useless people or young guys who will slack all day."

"I swear I'll be efficient, Sir! I'll prove you you're not going to waste your time and money if you give me a chance!"

"Alright... Just give me a couple of days to think about this and I'll call you back. When would you be able to start?"

"The day you call me with a positive answer, Sir!" I reply eagerly.

A few minutes later, I am out of the guy's little office. He is a small entrepreneur, with currently five employees – hopefully six soon. He has his office inside his house in Little Village, which is not far from my place. All his employees gather here in the morning and split into two teams, driving together with the two company vans to their assigned worksites, the boss included. The man looks a bit ruff but I have seen what he did in Gary's house and I'm sure I could learn a lot from him, so I hope I will get the job!

Sadly, Gary is not available tonight, busy with some business dinner, so I am heading back to my parents' place, but I still send him a text to let him know that the interview went well; at least I hope so. Once back home, my parents are waiting for me in the living room and I don't really like their contrite expression. I am suddenly afraid something serious happened; a death in the family?

"Jeremy, sweetie, take a seat, we need to talk to you," my mom says softly. "How did the interview go?"

"Hmm... Pretty well I think... The guy will call me back shortly he said... What's wrong here?" I ask, my eyes flicking between the two of them.

"We have some good news and some bad news, sweetie..." my mother says awkwardly.

"The good news is that I finally got the promotion I wanted at work..." my father says with such mock eagerness that I start fearing for the bad news. Yet, I can't help feeling happy for him because I know he has worked his ass off for the past years to get that promotion and I believe he truly deserves it.

"That's great, Dad!! Can we celebrate?!" I reply cheerfully. I may be underage, but my parents usually let me drink a flute of Champagne on special occasions.

"We might do that, Jeremy..." my dad replies with a small smile.

"And what's the bad news by the way?"

"I need to be transferred by mid of next month to Minneapolis, son."

Now this is a cold shower. I knew my father expected this promotion at some point and he had mentioned a change of office, but I hadn't thought about a change of city; much less a change of state.

"Wow..." is all I manage right now.

"Unfortunately, the only opportunity for this function is in Minnesota. Things will have to go fast and we're putting the house on sale tomorrow," he continues to explain gently. "Of course, it means a lot of changes for you as well, but Minneapolis is a nice city and I'm sure you'd like it."

"I don't want to go there..." I whisper with sadness.

I was raised in Chicago and I love this city. It might not be the best in the US, but this is my hometown. All my friends are here. My Master is here! Of course, my parents don't know a thing about the lifestyle I indulge in, and I can't tell them, but I certainly don't want to follow them there.

"I understand your disappointment, sweetie, but we can't afford to keep the house for you to live in while we are in Minneapolis..." my mother says softly.

"All my friends are here... my life is here..."

"Listen, Jeremy. We could support you financially for a while, but you'll have to become a responsible adult if you want to stay here and live on your own. But you could do that in Minneapolis too... find a job there and make new friends!"

"I don't want to move out of Chicago, Dad," I insist.

"Jeremy, even if you get that job, it'll take time before you can support yourself... Plus you need to find an apartment..."

"You said you could help me a bit... I swear I'll give you the money back, Dad... I'll find a solution... I'll make this job work!!"

There is no way I am leaving Chicago... and the club... and Master Gary.

That night, I don't sleep very well to say the least. I keep rehearsing the interview in my head and try to convince myself that I really did well; that I'm going to get this job. I curse myself quite a few times for not having been more serious before. Damn it! If I hadn't fucked up so badly, I wouldn't be in this situation. I would already have a job and an apartment of my own. How am I going to do if Mr. Finnigan doesn't accept to give me a chance? I really don't want to follow my parents to Minnesota and if the guy doesn't call me back with a positive answer, I just don't know what I am going to do about it.

However, I learned my lesson well earlier this month. My ass still remembers the punishment I got for not talking to Master Aaron about my problems, so I won't repeat this mistake. I have a Dominant now and he is the one I should talk to in this case. I trust him to advise me properly in this matter, so I will do this tomorrow or on Sunday. I will speak with him about this issue... as well as other matters at hand.

Master Gary and I started this Dom/Sub relationship a little over two weeks ago, after my infamous punishment by three new Dominants in training. He gave me two days to read and think about the contract he offered me, but I had taken my decision even before I left the club that day. Master Aaron was right saying that it was time for me to grow up and become more responsible. He was also right when he said I needed guidance and start a long-term relationship with a Dom. And if there was a Dom I could see myself with, it was Master Gary! This guy is such a God!

I still took the time for reflection and spent the next two days reading and rereading the contract. All in all, it didn't have anything special. The roles and duties of both parties were the ones Master Aaron had described during one of my training sessions. The rules were also what I expected, though a few of them scared me a bit at first.

Master Gary is indeed quite strict and rather controlling so the idea of having to report to him all day long about my occupations, asking for his permission before playing video games or seeing friends dampened my enthusiasm a bit; as did the list of punishments. As much as I can deal with humiliation in public (at the club) and spanking or flogging, orgasm denial was definitely one that chilled me; because let's face it, I am clearly a sex on legs and my ultimate pleasure in the lifestyle is to experience huge orgasms, right?

Anyway, we agreed on me spending the entire weekends at his place, as well as one or two nights during the weeks. He wanted me to move in with him, but I couldn't resolve to this knowing I live with my parents. They wouldn't understand, so this is one thing we compromised on. Now you may think that I have my solution here with them moving away, but I don't. I still want a tiny bit of independence and my own place as a refuge. Besides, what will happen when our contract comes to an end? I will need an apartment to live in, so I'd rather take the initiative and come prepared for the day it is all over.

The following morning, I get up at 7:00 and get ready for a run. This is another rule imposed by Master Gary, I need to workout at least four hours a week. Physical activity has never bothered me, and I know that all the Dominants require this from their Subs. So I send him a text to let him know I am going to run for an hour and head out, then send him another text when I get back. I am a bit disappointed when he tells me he has some things to do today and that we should meet at the club at 8pm, but I take this opportunity to start tidying up my bedroom. I spend the better part of the day sorting things out and throwing away old stuff.

It is barely 6pm when I walk into the Subs' Room of the club. It is early, but I like to get there a long moment in advance so that I have time to chat with my friends. However, today it seems like they are all late and the place is empty except for one Sub I don't know very well.

His name is Chris, I believe, and he rarely mingles with others; quite a solitary guy. He is also known to be one of the masochistic Subs of the club which explains the faded whipping marks on his back as he is undressing by the lockers. I don't really get that need for such pain. I mean, we, the Subs, all have a masochistic side which varies in intensity, but I am truly impressed by the level that guys like Chris can take. I certainly wouldn't!

"Hi!" I greet him shyly as I put my bag on a bench next to his. "I'm Jeremy! How are you?"

"Hi! I'm Chris! I'm all good, and you?"

"I'm good too... Is your back okay?" I ask.

"Oh yeah! No problem! I can't feel anything anymore!"

"Did you get punished? I mean... I'm sorry for being this curious but... Shit! It had to be painful!" I stutter awkwardly but he only laughs out.

"No don't worry! It wasn't much! Master Aaron actually used me for a Dominant training two days ago. He was teaching them to use the whips!"

"Ugh!! Why doesn't he make them train on each other? At least they'd get a taste of their own medicine!!"

"Oh, he does! But I volunteered to help in their training and he accepted. There are only three Sadists at the club at the moment so... I'm missing a bit of action..." he explains with regret before his face brightens up. "Though there might be a new one in the coming months. Master Aaron told me about a friend of his that he is trying to have move to Chicago and enter the lifestyle. Hopefully it'll work!"

"Well... I hope for you... Though I guess you can ask the other Doms here to... I don't know... just get rougher than they normally are with other Subs, right?"

"Oh yes, that's what I do most of the time and they usually like it because they know they can unleash on me! But that's never as intense as with a Sadist..."

"Yeah I guess... So... are you with a Dom, tonight?"

"Oh no, tonight will be special. Do you know Master Donovan and his Sub Harry?"

"Hmm... yeah... I know who they are... Are you having a threesome with them tonight?" I ask, shuddering a bit. Master Donovan is a Sadist, and the few scenes I have seen him play with his Submissive were very intense.

"Kind of..." he smirks before he comes to sit down beside me and continues whispering. "Harry has been a really bad boy and Master Donovan has asked me to participate in his punishment..."

"Really?"

"Master Donovan will certainly take care of the whipping, but the plan is for me to fuck Harry without giving him any release and then to get fucked in front of him by his Master..." he replies with a smile.

"Oh my God... that's a horrible punishment! What did Harry do to deserve this?"

"Well, you know they're quite... libertine and they often interact with other Subs and Doms, but Harry went to blow another Dominant without Master Donovan's permission so... that's only a fair punishment..." he explains.

Chris sounds far too eager for this scene and I wonder if he doesn't have a bit of sadism within him in addition to his masochism. But damn! Harry really did fuck up! I'd love to do that kind of things with Master Gary, and I made it clear with grading multiple-partner intercourse with a 3 on my activity sheet, but I wonder if he would agree to it. This is actually the thing I would like to discuss with him over the weekend. However, I wouldn't do anything without his permission!

Anyway, that's when Ed and Mick finally barge into the Subs' Room, apparently overexcited, and Chris quickly escapes to the showers. The guys and I first go to the dining area and while we eat our meals, we discuss our plans for the evening. It turns out that Mick is performing on stage with Master Aaron and Master Mark tonight, and Ed has been hooked by Master Joshua for the evening, so it means we will go to the VIP area together since Gary told me Master Aaron invited him to stay with them. That lucky bastard of Mick though! He is sure to enjoy himself tonight!

And fuck! This Master Mark didn't take long to go for the kinkiest and in public at that! He only got admitted two weeks ago! I've heard that the guy is pretty much into threesomes and foursomes, so I guess Master Aaron is training him in that matter.

It is 8pm sharp when Ed, Mick and I show up at the doors of the Black Diamond which is just opening now, and as if on cue, four sex gods are coming from the opposite direction where the Black Satin – the area for the private rooms – is located, meeting us at the doors. As good Submissives, we stop by the entrance and lower our heads before the Masters, and follow them inside and toward the VIP area. Master Aaron takes his usual place at the center of the couch, with Master Joshua to his right, Master Gary to his left and then Master Mark.

The three of us go to kneel by their feet, but Gary doesn't let me drop to my knees and pulls me to straddle his lap, resting his hands on my backside while mine lie on his shoulder. His head leans slightly to the side, his mouth searching mine before his it catches my lips. Now Gary is definitely a fine kisser and his tongue immediately takes possession of my mouth, greedily and with huge passion. His fingers are kneading my buttocks through the leather of my shorts, and as he gives more and more pressure to his moves, my groin makes contact with his crotch. Erection against erection, we both relish in the passion of the moment until our breathing becomes too heavy. I have a feeling that the night is going to be hot as fuck!

"Good evening, Pet," he whispers against my lips.

"Good evening, Master. How was your day?" I ask in a hoarse and panting voice.

"Not too bad. It would have been better if I had spent it with you," he replies with a smile that sends tingles down my groin. This man has no idea how handsome he is with his short stubble, his perfect smile and his intense eyes. "How about you?"

That's a good question! I guess now is not a great time to mention my father's promotion and the move, so I try to compose a poker face and decide to keep this for later.

"Boring. I mostly did some cleaning up like I told you."

Well, it's not really a lie since this is precisely what I did. I just don't specify the purpose.

"Cleaning is necessary, once in a while..."

Yeah, says the guy who has a cleaning lady doing it for him!

After a bit more chitchat, he pulls me into his chest and cuddles me in silence. There are not that many Doms who do this, at least not among the Doms who come here for one-night stands, so I really enjoy this moment of affection and just listen to the men's conversation. I actually quickly tune them out to revel in this peaceful moment, until something catches my attention.

"Another Sadist?" Master Gary says.

"Yes," Master Aaron replies. "One who could really benefit from the lifestyle, I think. I have been trying to convince him to move to Chicago for some time, but he likes Boston a lot. He's one of our childhood friends. The four of us were always inseparable so now that we have all settled our careers and that three of us are based here in Chicago, I hope to convince him to join us."

Oh so I guess that's the guy Chris told me about earlier!

"Does he know about your club?"

"Yes, just a bit. The Diamond is a confidential business, and I usually don't mention it unless it's to a person interested in the lifestyle. I want Camden to see what it is for real and I'm sure it'll convince him. He is actually visiting next week and I'll bring him here as a guest on Tuesday. Once he has seen Donovan perform, I don't give him more than a month before he packs up and moves here..."

"He's so going to kick your ass when he discovers this!" Master Mark laughs out. "I can't believe you hid that from us for so long!"

"Shut the fuck up, or it's your ass I'm going to kick on stage tonight!" Master Aaron grumbles. "It's not my fault it took you so long to visit me here!"

"Admit that Chicago is the not the sexiest place to visit in the winter and you know how the summer is busy for me..." his friend replies.

"Isn't it, Mark?" Master Gary chuckles. "Isn't it the sexiest place you've ever visited?"

"I must admit that... yeah, it's true. Even Paris looks less sexy than the Black Diamond!"

They continue teasing each other forever and I just delve in the comfort of Master Gary's arms. His taut chest is so comfortable and his skin so warm! I wish I could stay here for longer, but comes the time for Master Aaron and Master Mark to go on stage, so they both stand up and take Mick with them. Master Gary makes me kneel on the couch next to him to watch the show and I notice that Ed is still on the floor by Master Joshua's feet – though still facing the dais.

It seems like Master Aaron has decided to go for something simple – yet very arousing – for his friend's first public performance since a bench has been set at the center of the stage. For now, Mick is kneeling on the floor in front of the men and worshipping their manhood in turns and according to where Master Aaron leads his head. The latter has grabbed a handful of the Sub's curly blond hair and makes him switch every so often between his own cock and Master Mark's. Mick keeps his eyes locked to the man he is blowing each time, and this is so fucking sexy!

After each of them has spilled their seed down his throat, Master Mark orders him to the bench and secures the restraints that will keep him in place, under the surveillance of the Master Dom. Both Dominants then start preparing him with lube, one standing on each side of Mick. Each of them has grabbed one buttock, parting it from the other, and uses the fingers of their other hand to stretch him open, provoking the Sub to whimper with pleasure. Mick is definitely one lucky bastard and I can't help little moans escaping from my mouth as I get really uncomfortable in my shorts.

Fuck! I really need to convince Master Gary to do a threesome; or a foursome actually!

Out of the corner of my eye, I see that Ed is now sitting on Master Joshua's lap. The Dom has opened his shorts and is stroking him, but I openly tilt my head to their side when Ed utters a long moan and comes into his evening Master's hand. Said Master then brings his hand to Mick's mouth and makes him lick his fingers clean before he pushes him to kneel on the couch on his right, and opens his own pants. Holy shit! I don't know where to look anymore!

"What's the matter, Pet?" Master Gary suddenly asks in my ear.

Ed is now sucking on Master Joshua's cock, bobbing his head up and down.

"Errr... Master... could we..." I stutter, hesitating on how I should formulate this.

Master Joshua has pulled down Ed's shorts to his knees and is lubing his fingers that he brings to the Sub's rear.

"Could we...?" Master Gary encourages me.

"I know it's not my place to decide, Master, but... could we have a foursome with... Master Joshua and Ed?" I eventually ask. He briefly peeks to his right and returns his look to me, scowling intensely.

"No way, Pet."

"Please... Mas..."

"I said no way!" he growls in a low tone.

Just as I am about to insist once again, he unzips my shorts, makes me kneel up and pulls them down to my knees before he also opens his trousers. I feel a bit of relief as my cock finally springs free and a tad bit of hope when he pulls my head down to his groin. Maybe he is going to change his mind... I can no longer see what's happening either on stage or on the couch, but from all the moans echoing in the room, I guess things are getting hot for everybody. I really apply myself to give my Master the best head I can, especially when he inserts the first finger inside my pucker hole. A second finger soon joins in and then a third, so I try to relax the ring of muscles.

"Stand up and take off your shorts, Pet!" Master Gary orders after a while.

I thought he was going to let me blow him until he climaxes, but obviously, I was wrong. I do as I am told though, and he makes me straddle his lap again, but this time facing away from him so I rest my hands on his knees. I am now facing the dais and I can see Master Mark is pounding into Mick's ass while Master Aaron is fucking his mouth.

Master Gary rubs the head of his cock against the crack my ass for a few seconds, making me moan in frustration, before he pulls on my hips and makes me impale myself on him. Holy crap!!! The bareback sensation is just heavenly! This is another great point of being under a long contract with a Dom. After we got tested for STDs – and came out clean – Gary and I were able to stop using condoms, and this is something I truly appreciate!

He gives me a minute to adjust to his thickness before he starts lifting and lowering me, never losing control over my moves of course.

Ed is now on all fours on the couch, his head actually quite close to me, and Master Joshua is thrusting in and out of him. I wish he would be ordered to give my throbbing erection the attention that it's begging for, but I doubt Master Gary would accept. I am so in need to come! Thank God, in this position, his dick doesn't brush my prostate very often or it would become really difficult to hold back my orgasm with all these scenes unrolling before my eyes.

"Stroke yourself, Pet!" Master Gary groans as his hands continue to guide my hips up and down.

"Please, Master..." I beg as soon as my fingers wrap around my shaft.

"Hold it back, Pet... Not just yet... You're not allowed to come until the three on stage do so themselves!"

Oh my God... Hopefully they will get there soon because I won't be able to last for long. To help myself a little, I slow down my strokes.

"Harder, Pet!" Master Gary growls in my ear.

Damn!! How did he know? Fortunately enough, I see Master Mark lean over a bit and reach for Mick's erection as his thrusts pick up speed. Master Aaron and Master Mark are staring into each other's eyes and this is so hot!

"Come for us, Pet!"

Master Aaron's command seems to be the signal for everyone. As I fall into utmost bliss, I can no longer tell who the grunts and moans belong to. All I know is that as my juices spill from my cock, my ass tightens around Master Gary's shaft and he pulls me down one last time to empty himself deep inside of me. The room is filled with loud noises of people climaxing and I let myself fall backwards against his strong chest. Fuck! It was so good! Maybe not the threesome or foursome I had hoped for but still very intense. Still buried inside my ass, Master Gary wraps his arms around my torso and cuddles me for a long moment while I keep my eyes close.

I am definitely not leaving Chicago. Whatever comes out of my conversation with my Master tomorrow, I am staying here!

* * *

A terrible urge to relieve my bladder and the smell of pancakes and bacon.

This is what I think eventually wakes me up the following morning. But there's something else; something much more pleasurable. Something warm and wet is teasing my erected nipples while a hand is fondling my balls.

"Are you finally waking up, sleepy head? Because something down there is definitely awake..."

When I open my eyes, I am met with Master Gary's dark hair as he alternates between the little buds on my chest and starts kissing his way further down, slowly reaching my very hard morning wood.

"Please Master... I need the restrooms..." I beg.

Okay, this is not in my habits to refuse to be blown, especially by such a godlike male, but fuck this is painful!

"Then you'd better hold it back and throw me the milk! I'm not into pee play," he chuckles before he swallows my erection.

Holy shit! This is just too good to be real and at the same time I hate this apprehension of releasing the wrong juices. However, this man is so good at what he is doing that I quickly feel my orgasm build up and barely two minutes later, I am already begging for him to let me come.

"Send me the milk, Pet!" he says playfully again, letting go my shaft for a brief second and taking it back into his mouth right away.

The explosion in my balls makes me scream in pleasure. As soon as he has licked me clean and leant back, I dash for the toilets in the attached bathroom, not even bothering to shut the door, to relieve my bladder. I hear him burst out laughing from the bedroom and roll my eyes.

When I return to the bed, I find him sitting on the edge of the bed, in his beautiful nakedness and with a tray of food next to him. He orders me to kneel between his parted legs, with which I comply immediately and stare at his beautiful erection. He starts feeding me with pieces of pancakes, bacon and apple, occasionally making me sip from a mug of coffee, caressing my head or smiling at me with tenderness. It feels a bit weird in the beginning, but I actually find it quite fun, especially when he tells me that I now need my dose of milk. I have never been a fan of regular milk, but that kind of milk... I'll take it very willingly!

Master Gary is leaking with precum so I first lick the head of his cock, playing with the slit and the frenum, running my tongue along the contour of the mushroom before I take him full in my mouth. I relax the back of my throat and breathe slowly through my nose. I have already gotten to know how he loves to deep-throat me and it does the trick. It doesn't take long before he tenses, and I feel his cream run down my gutter. Gary's cum is rather sweet, not too salty and I have no difficulty swallowing his load. I eventually let go of his deflating cock and he pulls me up over his lap for a very intense kiss before he lies backward with me on top of him.

"Best breakfast I've ever had, Master..." I whisper in the crook of his neck.

"Happy you liked it, Pet."

We shift a bit on the bed to adopt a more comfortable position and cuddle in silence. Would it be a good time to broach the subject of my parents? Or my desire to participate into threesomes?

"What are you thinking about?" he asks after a long while. I don't want to ruin this moment, so I opt for the first subject.

"I need your advice on something important, Master..." I reply shyly.

This has his full attention it seems as he rolls us to hover over me, staring deep into my eyes.

"I'm all ears," he says with a deep voice.

"My... my parents are moving to Minnesota..." I say hesitantly, witnessing his expression darken. "I only learnt it on Friday evening and I wanted to tell you face to face..."

"That's fine, Pet. It's not a problem. My question is: are you going with them?"

"No!! I don't want to go. I want to stay in Chicago... This is where all my friends are... and the club... and you..." I explain, blushing deeply. "It's just..."

"Then you're going to move in with me. It's as simple as that," he replies with a warm smile, as if it was that easy.

"That's... That's not what... No, I want a place of my own... You know... for later... when our contract comes to an end... plus I need a bit of independence..."

"I gather that, Pet," he replies, the hint of a dark shadow casting his beautiful brown eyes. "But what I propose is that you move in with me as soon as possible. For one, it will allow me to keep a constant eye on you. Then, if you really need some independence, and if you get that job, you can look for an apartment. I will still want you as often as possible at my place," he replies firmly. It sounds like a nice compromise. I just wonder what I'm going to tell my parents... "Is there a problem?"

"No... I'm just wondering what I could tell my parents. They don't know anything about... my lifestyle... I can't tell them I'm moving in with my Master..." I explain, blushing deeply, and this makes him chuckle.

"True. I guess it's better not. Why don't you tell them you have a new boyfriend and that he's offering you to stay with him until you find a place?" he offers.

My heart is fluttering at this. Gary, my boyfriend! But there's still a slight problem.

"Ughhhh! They might want to meet you!!" I whimper.

"Fine with me, I don't mind. You'll even be allowed to call me Gary when I meet them!" he replies with a laugh.

This is what I love with Gary: he has his moments of playfulness. They're rare, but they happen and I well intend to make them get less scarce. At that moment, I hear the sound of my phone in the distance.

"Can I go and answer, Master?"

"Of course, Pet."

He moves off me and I run to my jeans that I had left on a chair in the bathroom last night, managing to pick up the call, even if it's a number I didn't save in my contacts.

"Mr. Brown?" a deep voice asks.

"Yes, himself," I reply. I know it sounds a bit too much, but I love doing this.

"This is Peter Finnigan."

Oh my God! This is the guy I met on Friday! Please give me some good news!! I need that job!!

"Good morning, Sir."

This catches Master Gary's attention and he immediately joins me in the bathroom.

"You've got the job, young man. I hope you won't disappoint. Be at my place at 7:30am tomorrow morning and don't be late! You've got a two-week trial period to prove your efficiency and motivation. If you don't fit, you're out. Am I clear?"

Holy shit! That's dry but I am too happy to ponder on this!

"Thank you, Sir!! I'll be on time and I won't disappoint!!" I cheer.

"Yeah right. See you tomorrow."

The line goes dead after that.

"I've got the job!!!" I squeal, wrapping my arms around Gary's neck while his hands go to rest on my backside. He leans down to peck my lips and stares down at me with pride. I wouldn't be able to explain the sensations that wash over me.

"I'm so proud of you, Pet! Congratulations!" he says as his hands starts kneading my buttocks. A lustful expression covers his face when a finger starts rubbing the crack of my ass. "I hope you're not sore from last night because we've got great news to celebrate..."

Sore or not, I don't fucking care. I well intend to celebrate and I am more than ready to take anything from this man while he's mine. I may not have him for the rest of my life, but I will enjoy his presence while it lasts. As for the threesome conversation, I'm afraid it'll have to wait!

Published on 16 January 2018

Hopefully Wattpad is going to leave the chapter online this time...

Today I'm having a thought for Dolores O'Riordan who passed away yesterday. I've been a fan ever since The Cranberries' debut album, and it's one of her song that inspired me the chapter title Electric Blue Eyes in I Would Give Him The Moon. May she rest in peace 🇮🇪

In terms of timeline, the next flashback should have been the one called Mock Assault, which happens six months later when Gary eventually yields to Jeremy's request for a multiple-partner experience.

A quick note on this chapter: The entire conversation between Aaron, Mark and Gary about Camden's joining the lifestyle will certainly change at some point. I still haven't made my mind on how things will happen, or the way Aaron will tell his friends about the lifestyle he's in, or when he'll do it exactly. This is something I will decide later when I reach this part of the writing, but I'm not there yet. It's just a small detail, but I thought I should let you know.

As for the scene between Master Donovan, his Sub Harry, and Chris, it will be a one-shot. I will write it after The Darker Side Of The Moon is entirely published as there will be a long period without publishing when I'm done with this story.

Have a great week, and see you on Saturday for a very painful chapter...

Chronology: new dates are in bold

2009:
August 2009: Jeremy meets Aaron in a small club called the The Little Room (club that Aaron bought that same summer) (TDS Ch4)
Friday 20 November 2009: Jeremy is supposed to have is his first official night at the club, but fights with Devin (TDS Ch6)
Saturday 21 November 2009: First official night for Jer, and he also meets Gary for the first time (TDS Ch6)

2010:
Wednesday 1 September 2010: Jeremy fools around with Ed in the showers, and offered to attend a Dominant training (TDS Ch8)
Saturday 4 September 2010: Mark's last training session, and Gary offers a first contract to Jer (TDS Ch8)
Friday 24 September 2010: Jeremy has interview with Peter Finnigan, his future boss, and his parents announce their move to Minneapolis.
Saturday 25 September 2010: Night at the club, he speaks with Chris who is going to have a "punishment" threesome with Master Donovan and Harry.

2011:
Sometime October 2011: Jeremy played a scene with Camden

2013:
Tuesday 8 October 2013: Noah's first abduction in Detroit and his escape during the car crash (TM Ch25)
Sunday 27 October 2013: Liam joins the lifestyle and meets Jeremy for the first time (IWG Ch29)
Saturday 2 November 2013: Andrei becomes a member of the club (IWG Ch32)
Friday 6 December 2013: Gary and Jeremy sign their new contract after Gary's return from Asia (IWG Ch39)

2014:

Friday 21 March 2014: Gary collars Jeremy at the club (IWG Ch44)
Saturday 22 March 2014: Liam and Jeremy discover the marks on Chris' back further to a strong whipping the evening before (IWG Ch44)
Tuesday 25 March 2014: Gary and Jeremy have a little argument about the upcoming weekend (TDS Ch1)
Wednesday 26 March 2014: Jeremy's abduction (IWG Ch45/46 – TDS Ch1) and writing of the letter (TDS Ch3)
Thursday 27 March 2014: Introduction to Fabio and guards (TDS Ch5)
Friday 3 April 2014: Example of training and first time Fabio "entirely" abuses Jeremy; then, Jeremy's attempt to escape during the night (TDS Ch7)
Saturday 4 April 2014: Jeremy is punished by Andrei in the early evening, then Timmy arrives and takes care of him (TDS Ch9)
Sunday 5 April 2014: Jeremy really meets Timmy, and attends Timmy's "monthly intercourse" (TDS Ch9)
Thursday 7 August 2014: Shannon and Mark sign their contract (meaning he never met Gary or Jeremy, same for Alex since he joins in October 2014, or Noah since he became Cam's Sub in 2015)
Sunday 9 November 2014: Alex signs a contract with Mark and Shan

2015:
Thursday 31 March 2015: Noah becomes Camden's Sub (TM Ch38)
Sunday 5 April 2015: Chris signed a contract with Andrei (mentioned in TM Ch47)
Friday 17 April 2015: Noah becomes a certified member of the club (TM Ch46)
Saturday 18 April 2015: Noah is officially "introduced" to Andrei for the first time on the parking lot of the club (TM Ch47)
Monday 6 July 2015: Noah's abduction (TM Ch62)
Saturday 11 July 2015: Noah is introduced to Jeremy for the first time before Andrei's first visit (TM Ch66)
Sunday 19 July 2015: Noah is rescued (TM Ch72-74)
Tuesday 25 August 2015: The infamous cliffhanger with Joshua's call (TM Ch84)